A team of heroes for hire led by former Treasury agent Eric Redd rescue their wealthy, new next-door neighbors. The uncredited lead feature is just OK, but the Mike Mauser back-up by Nicola Cuti and Joe Staton is a treat.
Captain Victory and the Galactic Rangers destroy an enemy hive world – but evil Insecton survivors flee to Earth! Comics legend Jack Kirby helps usher in the post-Bronze era with this creator-owned epic from Pacific Comics.
A new generation of the Strikeforce team suffers a tragic blow during its showdown with Countessa Del Marco. A not-quite-ready-for-prime-time outing from future pros Fred Schiller and Tom Morgan.
Moro Frost “dies” in World War II, but the Scorpion lives on to battle the Golden Fuhrer in 1975. Not horrible, but this revamp by Gabriel Levy and Jim Craig pales in comparison to Howard Chaykin’s version of the Scorpion.
Officers Dave Greenberg and Bob Hantz bust petty crooks and red-light runners. Based on a 1974 movie, there’s not much super to these stories by Marv Channing, Gray Morrow, Frank Thorne and others.
When an eccentric financier goes missing, the Scorpion gets pulled into a case plagued by voodoo and zombies. Another fun pulp adventure from writer/artist Howard Chaykin (with the help of a few famous friends!)
A prehistoric pair empowered by the “genetic tinkering” of aliens must later defend their world when the “Sky Gods” return. Less-than-stellar creative efforts from Don Glut and Jesse Santos mar what could have been an interesting debut issue.
Someone is trying to sabotage an air-transport company – until the Scorpion and Miss Bishop put a stop to the shenanigans. An early gem from auteur comic-book creator Howard Chaykin.
When Yang’s cousin Sun returns to find drug dealers squatting at the family homestead, much kung-fu action ensues. Joe Gill script is better than some of his Charlton output, while Sanho Kim’s art is oddly appealing.
In the not-too-distant future, Captain Canuck must thwart an invasion of world superpower Canada by a group of underground Communists. Richard Comely’s labor of love swells with Canadian pride but suffers from amateurish art.