DOGS OF WAR, by Steve Ruthenbeck; Harbor House, 2005; 300 pgs.; $16.95
Take eight battle-hardened commandos, stir them into a mysterious secret mission, and shake in a pack of Nazi werewolves and you have first-time Minnesota novelist’s new book, DOGS OF WAR.
“A barrage of 20 and 7.92 millimeter slugs punched through the airplane’s sheet metal skin. The wind howled through the perforations like a banshee being drawn and quartered.”
The book opens with a kettle drum roll of thunder and a blast of Messerschmitt machine guns. A “zombie squad”, the leftovers of a what ever shot-up units were available at the time, are assembled for a secret mission behind enemy lines in World War II Europe. Their objective is a secret box which is believed to carry a treasure of incalculable value. Unfortunately for the commandos the box is guarded by the aforementioned pack of Wermacht werewolves.
The story reads a little like a mix between KELLY’S HEROES and DOG SOLDIERS, with a little DIRTY DOZEN thrown in for good measure. The prose is rapid fire and hard hitting. Sometimes too hard in spots. It could have stood with a better editor and a bit of judicious pruning. The author is sometimes guilty of an over-dependence on heavy handed similes, driving them into the reader’s skull like a blind man swatting a mosquito with a twelve pound post maul.
I found myself wondering what this werewolf pack was actually doing so far behind the lines, but perhaps I missed something. Still, one would have thought that a post-D-Day German army, hard pressed by the advance of the Allies, might have wanted their Uber-soldiers a little closer to the front.
Despite these few glitches I heartily enjoyed this novel. I am, in all honesty, a sucker for a well told historical horror; especially one that takes place in World War II. It’s a fine first effort for a writer whom I hope to hear a lot more from in the not-so-distant future.
I recommend it highly to fans of testosterone fiction and World War II horror.
Yours in storytelling,
Steve Vernon