I received this as a free audio book ages ago, and while not particularly enthused, I thought I would give it a shot while driving home this week. What a mistake. I was expecting the literary equivalent of a Michael Bay film, unfortunately this is much, much worse.
At best, this is cliche-ridden and laughably predictable. The prose is about as subtle as a blunt axe to the face. At worst, this is misogynistic torture-porn. Unsurprisingly, the female characters featured in this pile of excrement exist only as damsels needing to be rescued, but not before they have been subjected to extreme sexual violence, and maimed in some way. How original. The casual sexism drips like slime off every page - I chose a random spot in the chapter and got these charmers in quick succession:
By the time he was finished with them, the cowboys had more holes in them than a bunch of hookers on a golf course.
and
"You ready Jimmy?"
"Does Dolly Parton sleep on her back?"
Ugh. And don't get me started on the other nonsense Chris Ryan includes for apparent shock value - such as random child murders. The only thing more irritating than the gratuitous violence and sexism is the endless descriptions of military hardware. Ryan spends all of his writing effort including tedious details about weapons and helicopters, and then uses throwaway sentences to describe the actual scenes taking place. It makes the reading experience very clunky. For example:
The two men each let off a three-round burst from their weapons and hosed down the soldiers with hot sprays of 762x51mm lead. They went down in a big pile next to the door.
One star, only because zero is not an option. Don't read this book.