If you do not wish to know anything about hell, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK, drop it. It is not for the fainthearted. If you open it, it is like a mine field: you walk through it, trip over a wrong sentence, and suddenly "BOOM!.." - you're hooked on the wrong book. Be prepared then to know what you might encounter in the world of mercenaries. Find out what people do for money, or just for thrill of adventure. Look inside yourself, discover the secrets we conceal from others. and often from ourselves. As you join the TRAG (Top ...
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If you do not wish to know anything about hell, DO NOT READ THIS BOOK, drop it. It is not for the fainthearted. If you open it, it is like a mine field: you walk through it, trip over a wrong sentence, and suddenly "BOOM!.." - you're hooked on the wrong book. Be prepared then to know what you might encounter in the world of mercenaries. Find out what people do for money, or just for thrill of adventure. Look inside yourself, discover the secrets we conceal from others. and often from ourselves. As you join the TRAG (Top Risk Action Group) team on a mission to Nicaragua, the whole affair doesn't make any sense. Who is going to a war zone? A wimp, a farmer hand, and a bird watcher (Joe, Johnny, and Jim). The mission is a make-believe, and the team is a joke. Then you are in the jungle of Nicaragua and you face the enemy. What happens? Let me quote from the book. "Johnny stood up and advanced alone. Jim watched him lower the barrel of his M-60 machine gun and make a stew out of a wounded Sandinista. Another one, still capable of raising his arms, sat up in the grass. Johnny leveled his deadly tool. What was it that Dr. Kuebler-Ross said about the stages of death? 'Anger, denial, bargaining, depression, and acceptance.' All nonsense. Here, in the jungle, the stages of death were: shock, stupor, panic, pleading, and resignation. Jim read this chilling sequence in the face of the doomed Sandinista. Johnny pulled the trigger, and there was no more face at all - just flying splinters of shattered bone, shreds of torn flesh, gobs of splashed brain matter, and a pink mist." No, the mission is terrifyingly real, Joe is a seasoned commander, Johnny is a true professional, and Jim is a Guinea pig in the experiment of life. You want to know what hell is? Look through Jim's eyes.
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