Back from self-imposed exile, the Rogue Warrior enters a whole new phase of his amazing career. The threat this time is from domestic terrorists intent on a holy war -- military insiders gone bad -- and they possess suitcase-sized nuclear weapons. The city of Portland, Oregon, is marked for annihilation -- but the terrorists are going up against the best in the bloody business. Not only has age weathered the Rogue Warrior into the ultimate fighting machine, he's also got an entirely new team of heavy hitters -- a multicultural band of the toughest operatives available. The battle takes the Rogue Warrior to the extremes of hard-core action with the survival of his country at stake, and Demo Dick has never had a harder fight ahead of him. Is he up to the challenge, or has the Rogue Warrior finally met his match?
Richard Marcinko is the author of the Rogue Warrior thrillers and is a living, breathing hero honored with the silver star and four bronze stars for valor, along with two Navy Commendation medals and other honors. After serving in Vietnam, he went on to start and command SEAL Team 6, the Navy's anti-terrorist group, and Red Cell, a high-level anti-terrorist unit. Marcinko keeps his hand in the field as the president of a private international security company and now lives in Warrington, Virginia.
John Weisman clearly tempered Dick Marcinko’s recitation of storyline. This book is Marcinko’s first fiction work without Weisman. It is a straightforward race to solve a problem. (I don’t want to spoil anything but there is a race element here.). Unlike previous stories, Marcinko’s team takes on a pretty dark edge and even engages in horrific torture to get answers. It seems to me the guy being tortured would have said anything to stop the torture. This book lost me because I didn’t see the good guys as being very good. Don’t use this book to measure Marcinko’s potential. It does show, however, he works better when teamed with a seasoned fiction writer.
I've read eleven novels so far by the Rogue Warrior, Richard Marcinko, and each one gets better and better. As my review title says, Marcinko hit another one out of the park with the BOOM of a nuclear blast. I loved this book and like the rest will recommend it to everyone i know.
I am enjoying Richard Marcinko less as time goes on, just because I think he may be too old to write these roman a clefs. It is getting less possible for me to separate history, historical fiction, axe grinding, wishful thinking, and self-promotion.
There are great points to this book, one that he shares with MLK's praise of greatness. Marcinko is pleased with the computer geek (soon after blown to bits) though they share very little professional overlap. It is the philosophy of doing to an extreme whatever it is you do. That is respectable. Driving hard and pushing to the top of your craft are what matters.
It is interesting that Marcinko, Seth Godin, MLK, Miyamoto Mushashi say the same. Even Ayn Rand gives poor Willie an out at the end of Atlas Shrugged. It is to do to the best of your ability. If this book inspires you to do so, it is a worthwhile read.
After reading Chris Kyle's American Sniper I didn't think I would read anything more self aggrandizing than that. Needless to say I was wrong. If you want a contrived cookie cutter plot, with apparently the baddest mother fucker around (sarcasm) than this book may be for you. When Marcinko isn't trying to convince you he's the toughest (and smartest) SOB on the planet, he would have you believe that every woman(there are only two in the book) secretly or not so secretly want to fuck him.
This book panders to a certain kind of reader that I'm not naive enough to be. I dare say if you enjoyed his previous books you'll probably like this one as well.
I hadn't picked up a Rogue Warrior book in quite a while, and after this one, I probably never will again. Way too testosterone-fueled, with literally pages and pages depicting extremely graphic, bloody torture. I respect Marcinko for what he's done in his career, but his fictional alter ego spends entirely too much time telling us what a BAMF he is. And after the first couple of chapters, I really started to wonder if he was being paid by the number of f-bombs he managed to cram into every sentence. Definitely not my taste.
Richard Marcinko is hunting terrorists again and it is going to get bloody. There is a key scene where a female spec ops operative interogates a terrorist with a really nice Emerson knife. Do NOT eat first.
The rogue warrior does it again. Predictable story but well told. The interrogation scene in the early stages of the book was very graphic albeit it got the job done. If I don't read something like that again I wouldn't mind