Another entertaining, action-packed, and humor-filled Rogue Warrior adventure, as this time Demo Dick and his "band of merry murdering marauders" (as he used to refer to his teams back in his earlier books) this time square off against Mexican drug cartels and their Hezbollah connections. As enjoyable and readable as Marcinko's other novels, though I feel compelled to point out a few technical gaffes:
--Marcinko & DeFelice lump in Pakistanis and Afghanis with "Arabs;" though they're predominantly Muslim peoples, they're NOT Arabs.
--On two different occasions, Marcinko & DeFelice refer to a shotgun's "bullets." Shotgun ammunition is never referred to as "bullets," but rather as "shells" or "slugs"--I would expect a Navy SEAL of all people to know better (or perhaps this error is more DeFelice's fault than Marcinko's?)!
--The author(s) repeatedly refer to U.S. Customs and Immigration as if they were separate entities, when in fact they got merged into the same agencies (Customs & Border Protection and Immigration & Customs Enforcement) back when the Department of Homeland Security (or "Homeland Insecurity" as Dick calls it) was stood up in 2003.
Oh well, enough nitpicking, enjoy the book, HOOYAH!
P.S. I wonder how Shotgun (the human character, that is, not the firearm) manages to pass Red Cell's PT tests with all that junk food that he constantly eats!?