Khost by Vincent Hobbes
1984. The Soviet Union is locked in a bitter war in Afghanistan against the Mujahideen. To make matters worse, they are losing. With little hope left, and all odds against them, the Soviet Union grows desperate. In response, they create an exotic chemical weapon with a single purpose: To enhance their soldiers on the battlefield.
To test their creation, a secret mission is underway, and they test it on a Mujahideen hold-out, a massive cave complex on the far eastern border of Afghanistan.
Khost.
2010. The United States is now at war in Afghanistan. To make matters worse, an elite team of Delta Force Operators have gone missing. There remains a lone survivor: Sergeant C. York.
Sergeant York describes a horrifying tale, a nightmare that has been awakened after two decades.
In response, a top-secret CIA team is brought in. These are members of the elite Special Activities Division, the best of the best. Made up of Delta Force, DEVGRU and a famous Marine sharpshooter, they face sheer terror as they are sent in to do one thing:
Kill everything inside the cave. . .
The blurb of this soldiers vs monsters novel reads like something I would love. The idea is terrific, which should read like ‘Aliens’ but in Afghanistan with some truly remarkable creatures, but somewhere along the way the story takes a diversion in the middle, quickly becoming bogged down with introducing a set of meat head characters we don’t care about and we know are going to get torn apart. Other irks including reiterating that Delta members can grow beards when other soldiers can’t, and the build up the lead female character as a bitch when she really isn’t.
But, the first 100 pages roll past like a bullet strewn blood storm, and it’s a shame that the pace couldn’t hold, as such bravado shown by the Russians deserves a grisly death. I so wanted to love this, and it’s not a bad story, nor is it badly written. Hobbes has gone to great extent with his research, and it shows. The story of lone survivor Sergeant York is another plus for this, and if more time was spent on his story instead the midway preparations than maybe another star could have been earned here. Also the character of Rivers must be noted as he brings some welcome warmth and humour to the suicide mission.
The way I read the blurb was expecting claustrophobic caves, blood, bullets and three hundred pages of close-knit battle. But Hobbes reveals his monsters too early and only the last ten pages deal with the Delta teams fight with the monsters. Imagine being served a McDonalds but with a few tasty morsels that you really like. But then you get more McDonalds and it drowns out the taste of the good stuff. They know that they can’t win, they know they’ll be outnumbered and that they’ll all die in the process and that the mission will ultimately fail. But they go regardless of these dooming facts.
Military fans might get off on the preparations of the mission, but I wanted more of shooty, less talky. And the fact they solve the problem of the monsters with the far easier, less messy Plan B, instead of Plan A- let’s get suicidal on these monsters for no good reason what-so-ever, got my goat at the end as it stitched the story up a little too easy for this hungry reader.