I usually try not to make reviews about me, but I think I have to do that at least a little bit with this one. I first read this book when it came out, when I was 13. I loved it back then. It has not aged well.
This is a poorly written "men's" adventure book. I put "men's" in quotes, because I'm pretty sure that I represented the demographics of their primary audience as a 13 year old boy. It's the kind of book where no one ever fires a "gun" or even a "pistol", "rifle", or "sub-machine gun". They fire a "H&K G3 SG1", and each bullet from that "H&K G3 SG1" is lovingly described in terms of the vertebrae it smashes through, or the way it smashes jaws and teeth on its way to lodge in the brain.
The opponents are "terrorists". We never really learn what cause they fight for until the very end, although communism is mentioned, and Marxist professors are blamed for their recruitment earlier in the book. At the end we learn the big bad behind it all wants to create a new "Empire of Japan" ruled by him, but somehow still being a "Marxist-socialist" government. This muddled ideology exists solely to make the reader feel good about the protagonists gunning down men and women without any compassion, because they are the "baddies".
It would be completely laughable if it weren't for the fact that this "socialism is bad" propaganda was aimed at impressionable young boys, and probably had a real effect on developing the attitudes of some Gen X men today.
As the mention of an "Empire of Japan" probably suggests, this particular book is full of Orientalism and Japanese fetishism with references to various aspects of Japanese culture that the author obviously only has a passing understanding of. At least the fact that these books were aimed at 13 year olds spares us from any sexual fetishizing, as there's no sex or romance here at all (a big clue as to the true target audience).
I have to mention that despite the huge emphasis on detailing military hardware, they can get very basic things wrong. At one point they have the entire five person Phoenix Force team flown into Hawaii aboard an F-4 Phantom, complete with their gear. That must have been a very uncomfortable flight in a 2-seater fighter jet.
This book is simply not worth reading. The only reason I finished it was because it was so short to begin with, and I wanted to write this review. I will now return the copy I read to the little free library I found it in. Any nostalgia I felt for it dissipated by actually reading it.