MORALITY IS A LIMITING THING.
“I don't want to hear another word about my attitude. I don't want anyone looking over my shoulder, and I sure as hell don't want anyone second-guessing what I do."- Mitch Rapp.
"Friends...justice...doesn't it all just disgust you?"- Goro Akechi.
“If an injury has to be done to a man it should be so severe that his vengeance need not be feared.”
― Niccolò Machiavelli.
Warfare is a brutal business. This is something the world has learned and forgotten time and again over the course of history. Notions, such as honour, chivalry and decency have shot been full of holes, hacked to pieces and then patched up and rebuilt just in time for the next conflicts. Much of the public, when they think about war, still believe in an idealized version, pushed forward by those WW2 war films starring John Wayne, rather than the stark Generation Kill like reality. While the reasons to go to war always change, one thing that has stayed the same, is the need for heroes. In the Post 9/11 world, this role is fulfilled by the elite Special Operations teams in various Western Armed Services. They are today's Legendary Warriors, worshiped and held in the highest regard possible. The new demigods who go out and slay monsters in the dark corners of the globe.
The jewel in the crown which has captured the public imagination more than any other unit in the post 9/11 World is DEVGRU. From giving Usama Bin Laden eye surgery to working miracles in Somalian counter - piracy, everyone scrambles to kiss the ground where the Virginia Beach Boys walk. However, recently the aura surrounding Team Six has darkened with a growing string of alleged abuses occurring on their watch, some which may have been bloody. One of the people covering these stories is a Veteran of the US Army 5th Special Forces Group turned journalist Jack Murphy, one of the founders of the reputable SOFREP website. Mr Murphy is also an indie thriller novelist whose creation is the Deckard military thriller franchise. He has integrated his reporting on the alleged abuses by DEVGRU into his third novel "Direct Action", while weaving a powerful question into the narrative that forces readers to consider something that other, braver men ask themselves day by day. Now to the review. Is there any place for morality in modern warfare?
We begin the story in Afghanistan 2005, up in the snowy Hindu Kush. A DEVGRU operator is seconds away from dying, lung shot by Chechen jihadists. The jihadist come, strip his corpse and then defile his body as life leaks out of him. Minutes later, a second team of SEALS arrive on site, gun down the Jihadists and are enraged by what they see. The team leader, a man named Bill, then pledges on the spot to burn the proverbial rule book and break the chains he had once been restrained by. We then cut to the present day where we are introduced to the main character having a nightmare. Mr Deckard then wakes up secure in a Las Vegas safe house with his associates. They're reviewing the intel captured from a previous job. An item captures Deckard's interest, the existence of an off the books paramilitary team designated “Liquid Sky”, that is set to perform an assassination in Pakistan leads to him and his Company flying off to the sprawling urban jungle of Karachi to begin hunting the most dangerous game.
Things don’t quite go to plan however. The prey he’s after is in fact a predator, determined, alert and adaptable, demonstrating these qualities quiet violently by successfully assaulting a hospital, assassinating a dissident who took part in the Arab Spring protests and fleeing Pakistan by Zodiac inflatable. While failing to wipe out the soldiers of fortune, One of Deckard’s subordinates managed to kill a member of the rival mercenary team, which plants the seed of an idea in the head of his boss. A few days later, Deckard is in Washington for a job interview like no other. Playing the role of the slightly nutty, amoral hired gun (which he somewhat still is), Deckard intends to become the newest member of Liquid Sky and after a short jaunt to Afghanistan where he’s tasked with surviving the world’s most murderous job interview. Upon completion, he lands a spot on the team.
As he gradually gets sucked into the dark, morally compromised world of Liquid Sky, a group of soldiers who smash the boundaries that hold mere mortals back, Deckard is pushed to the limits. From Afghanistan, to Egypt and the Philippines, soon, as the end draws near and Deckard begins preparing to break cover, only one question remains. How far will you fall when nothing holds you back from the abyss?
In terms of plot, Direct Action is a masterstroke. Many military thrillers, mainstream and indie published, do touch upon the nature of morality in the war on terror. Gone are the days where the genre had been infected by a gung – ho wish fulfilment where invulnerable super humans shot Islamofacists by the truckload. However, Direct Action examines this question in far greater detail than many NYT bestsellers and pointedly asks whether there’s a place for moral boundaries and constraints in contemporary counter – terrorism and warfare. It does this by utilizing what allegedly may be a real case of an elite military unit that long ago broke its shackles and became drunk on the arrogance and hubris that led to the downfall of their demi – god equivalents in antiquity.
Laced in with this complex morality tale is a gloriously vivid look at modern paramilitary operations that the United States utilizes to keep the barbarians from capsizing the ship of state in an age where people are increasingly war weary and apathetic at the extremists that seek to kill as many non-believers as they can. It’s this mix of morally grey realism that makes Murphy’s writing shine and propels Direct Action from being merely a well written, dynamic indie published thriller, into a truly relevant tour de force that looks into places that other thrillers writers are terrified of writing about.
Action and setting? Despite being at heart, a character study of how good people go beyond bad and into the realm of evil, the author, having served in the elder statesman of the Special Operations community and travelled to many conflict hot spots brings the usual authenticity to the narrative, and then quadruples it. From the chilling opening in the Afghan snows, the author takes us on a wild ride. A gun battle through one of the Philippines most exclusive penthouse apartments. A hellish journey through riot ravaged Bahrain. A covert infiltration of a beachside suburb on a remote island in the Indian ocean. A fiery ending in the heart of war ravaged Syria fit for an epic blockbuster movie. Direct Action is almost in a class of its own when it comes to providing the bloody mayhem all thriller readers salivate after. It can be said the action in Mr Murphy’s books, doesn’t just pass the bar, but instead breaks it and replaces it with one of his own.
Research? World class. Apart from his extensive experience as a US Army Special Forces veteran, Murphy is more than diligent with the real-world details he integrates into the narrative, to a level that borders on hyper – authenticity. As usual, there’s enough gleaming top of the line kit that will make gear heads drool, such as the SIG – Sauer MPX submachine gun and the Heckler and Koch 417 Battle Rifle. But rather than obsess over some ridiculously customized La Rue M4 Carbine like some authors do, Murphy avoids the classic writer mistake of obsessing over the gear. From pointing out the fact that most deniable operations utilize non-American made kit like the unglamorous but ever so practical Kalashnikov, to tactics such as making improvised wrist daggers with duct tape, cardboard and steak knives, the combat, kit and tactics featured in Direct Action are on point and at times throw in a few interesting tricks that other writers haven’t featured yet.
But it’s not just the killing that gets to shine, but other details in the shadow realm. From a in depth look at the modern mercenary business and how a group of “deniable assets” would operate in a world that’s increasingly monitored, recorded and indexed, to the internal office politics of the US JSOC, Murphy also has fun playing with real world events like the Arab Spring and twisting them in delightful, interesting ways. A good thriller may be ripped from the headlines, but it doesn’t mean to follow them down to the letter. The author understands this and paints a convincing behind the scenes portrayal of contemporary Middle Easter power plays that might have happened in real life.
One thing that makes Direct Action truly special is the aforementioned moral question that it discusses. Specifically, whether there’s a place for morality in modern warfare. As many modern-day warriors, would agree, Post 9/11 counter – terrorism is not like one of those WW2 propaganda movies John Wayne acted in. There are no contemporary knights in shining armour and the enemy has neither signed the Geneva Convention, nor gives a damn about human rights and common decency. But as the author points out, that doesn’t mean there is no place for restraints. Murphy takes a different approach to the Scott Harvath series where a book would pontificate about balance, but then proceed to have the hero half drown a terrorist scumbag. Instead, he clearly illustrates that the rules are there for a reason, to prevent the legends who do battle on our behalf from going off the deep end.
He does this by showing us a dysfunctional group of warriors who were ultimately broken by their profession, forgot the difference between right and wrong, and decided to bathe in the blood of their casualties. Liquid Sky are basically a group of anti – heroes who morphed into full blown card carrying villains that attempt to mask the true horror of their work behind a nightmarish self-righteousness. The author also points out that restraint doesn’t mean turning everyone into a boy scout. It’s about finding the strength to hit balance, or the right level of professionalism, that allows one to survive in modern soldiering without going insane from the real-life heart of darkness that soldiers journey through.
Characters? Many standouts but I’ll focus on three for brevity’s sake. Deckard, Nadeesha and Bill. First, Deckard. The owner of a boutique PMC, Deckard is an enigmatic American soldier of fortune who shares some of his creator’s military background, but may or may have not once been a CIA special Activities Division officer who once tried to drop a mortar round on the head of a pen pushing Company man. Now his own boss, Deckard runs Samruk international, a PMC that under his sound leadership has gone from strength to strength. But don’t be fooled. Deckard is not a desk jockey, but a cynical, highly professional soldier who is suddenly face to face with the dubious morality of his work. Infiltrating a group of people who have let themselves fall into the swirling moral abyss and are beyond caring about who they destroy, whether guilty or innocent, Deckard soon is forced to ask questions about how much he’s willing to tolerate in his line of work before drawing a line. He’s a badass, but an intelligently characterized one who encounters things few mainstream published thriller characters could hope to survive.
Next we have Nadeesha. Nadeesha is a former ISA operator who after witnessing the collapse of her subsection in The Activity, decided to go into the world of private wars in order to reclaim her sanity and begin accumulating a retirement fund of some kind. When Deckard meets her she’s long since become disgruntled with the place in life she’s ended up in and seeks to break free. Nadeesha is a slightly tragic character in many ways. She knows what she and Liquid Sky do for a living is morally wrong, but after working in the depressing, nightmarish slog of counter – terrorism is now beyond caring about any niceties or chances of redemption. But as the story goes on and Deckard forms a rapport with her, she finds the small sparks of hope and light on the horizon and ends her plotline in what for all intents and purposes is a pretty good place.
Finally we have Bill. Bill is a former DEVGRU operator who now runs the Liquid Sky mercenary team. Once the golden boy of the most celebrated Special Operations team on earth, Bill is now a man who has fully embraced the darkness and depravity he has experienced over a distinguished military career. He acts as the perfect foil to Deckard, a true, dark mirror image of the man our protagonist could have become had he decided he was beyond caring about any professionalism or restraint. Both run their own teams of mercenaries, are good at their jobs with years of experience and are famed for lateral thinking and highly creative solutions in destroying whoever gets in their way. Bill however, unlike Deckard was an anti – hero who turned into a full-blown villain. The job broke him and he decided to play God, indulging in murderously immature displays of power and death. As a villain, Bill is a competent, dangerous operator who upon catching on to Deckard’s deceptions does not mess around and immediately begins hunting his enemy within.
Constructive criticism? Some editing issues here and there. It’s common for most indie publishing books to have them, due to the absence of a high paid team of editors from a multi – billion-dollar mainstream publishing house. But they are so few and far between and the narrative so compelling that I barely noticed any of them in the wild ride Direct Action took me on. Only thing I can say to the author is double or triple check your manuscripts now and then. Apart from that, Direct Action was a home run.
Direct Action is one of the finest thriller novels I have ever read. An engaging, fast paced story that focuses on a major issue that few writers would possess the cojones or skill to try cover, Jack Murphy is undeniably one of the titans of modern indie thriller publishing and if more people who refuse to submit to the hegemony of the publishing houses took inspiration from his style of brutal authenticity, well written true to life prose and excellent research, the military thriller genre, which has been suffering from a creative lethargy, will be saved from completely rotting away from the deluge of formulaic race against time plots. Murphy’s book takes most of the entries on the NYT bestseller list, riddles them with bullets, throws them into a shallow grave and then proceeds to call in a mortar strike to finish the job. His work, is fresh, dynamic and highly entertaining, and as Deckard flies away from war torn Syria on a Samruk International C27J transport aircraft, the man who created him is only just getting started.
HIGHLY RECOMMENDED.