This one is moderately more engaging than the previous ones, even if the plot is on the silly side of things. No, seriously, it's a silly plot development. By this point, Ahern is almost capable of writing a decent action scene, but still far too bogged down in the tiny details about what Rourke is doing with his guns. I mean, this is the ninth book. We know he's operating the slide on the Detonic after he slams another clip in the well.
I think these details are how Ahern expresses his sexual frustrations.
Again, however, he does a decent job of portraying most of the Soviets as actual human beings, worthy of respect and honor, with only the main antagonist having the cartoonish villain aspects. Considering this is a post-apocalyptic novel (in which the Sovs started the apocalypse war) with a noticeable right/libertarian bent, written in 1984, that is impressive.