Don Pendleton was born in Little Rock, Arkansas, December 12, 1927 and died October 23, 1995 in Arizona.
He wrote mystery, action/adventure, science-fiction, crime fiction, suspense, short stories, nonfiction, and was a comic scriptwriter, poet, screenwriter, essayist, and metaphysical scholar. He published more than 125 books in his long career, and his books have been published in more than 25 foreign languages with close to two hundred million copies in print throughout the world.
After producing a number of science-fiction and mystery novels, Don launched in 1969 the phenomenal Mack Bolan: The Executioner, which quickly emerged as the original, definitive Action/Adventure series. His successful paperback books inspired a new particularly American literary genre during the early 1970's, and Don became known as "the father of action/adventure."
"Although The Executioner Series is far and away my most significant contribution to world literature, I still do not perceive myself as 'belonging' to any particular literary niche. I am simply a storyteller, an entertainer who hopes to enthrall with visions of the reader's own incipient greatness."
Don Pendleton's original Executioner Series are now in ebooks, published by Open Road Media. 37 of the original novels.
If Blood Dues harkened back to the Pendleton run of Executioner books then Cunningham’s Hellbinder gets right back into the “new war” era of Bolan, meaning instead of the mafia, he’s taking on the terrorists he’s been fighting of and on since like book 39.
So of course that means a ton of action and really not much else. And, it also means Cunningham is gonna make the most of this book’s short page count and squeeze as much violence into those pages as humanly possible. Like Crude Kill, this book is pretty much nonstop from the get-go, making sure there’s some kind of action going on in Idaho, El Salvador, and finally Syria as Bolan attempts to save Israel from a chemical attack by terrorists.
I’d usually be all for this globe trodding dadlit but for some reason, the multiple sites of gunfire and violence made this book feel far longer than its 185 pages. Far too many locations and trying to make different storylines come together into an explosive conclusion drew out a story that could have been far more frenetically paced and tense had it been confined to one location.
Then again, Chet Cunningham does do the job of making Mack Bolan live up to his moniker and the relentless pacing does make this one of the more over-the-top of the series.
A KGB agent is sent to Idaho to steal a canister of a very deadly nerve gas. He sees a bright future for himself if he can steal a few more and sell them to the highest bidder. He steals six of them and goes to El Salvador and then on to Syria, where they plan on releasing the gas over big Israeli cities. Bolan is on their case from day one. He teams up with a mossad agent to stop the slaughter.
Another fast paced quick read from the Gold Eagle library. This hardly takes a breath. As with all these "One man against the forces of evil" books, you just got to look the other way with all the bullets and bombs that seem to miss our hero time after time.
Once you have a ridden a motorcycle, you never forget how. He took the corner into the wider gravel road and a mile later was on the blacktop road leading to the Binder facility. More like Hellbinder, he thought to himself. Once, no so long ago, a Chinese secret agent in New York had said to Bolan, "You remind one of a highbinder. Do you know that term? A highbinder was a hatchet man for the tongs. He killed people with a htchet. When there was trouble in Chinatown," the guy had chuckled, "they sent for the highbinder to ax the problem." Mack had set the man straight. "I'm nobody's paid assassin," "The people you're talking about were enforcers, killing people who refused protection. I kill for justice." "Then we have another name that describes your life, if not your work," grinned the Chinese spook. "You live in a world we cal a hellbinder - a world that is being attacked from every direction at once!" True, Bolan had thought. And the name came back to him now, an echo of the name of the chemical plant. The Binder facility would unleash the stormy conditions of a hellbinder for sure...
The Mack Bolan Executioner books are always awesome and I loved when Bolan had a final knife fight with Alexander Galkin (Member of the KGB) and stopped his evil plan of dumping deadly nerve gas on Israel