I read very few books, probably to the tune of one every three years or so. I was asked to read and review this particular book by my friend, Steven Trujillo, or as he more personally identifies by his fine Spanish heritage: Estéban Trujillo de Gutiérrez. Steve and I spent a short time, too short, serving together in the vaunted First Special Forces Group of the U.S. Army Green Berets.

Be prepared for this book, a book that practically reads itself. I devoured the book in two sittings, the second of which was protracted somewhat, as my reading pace was nearly brought to a stone-cold halt at the sheer horror of the nature of the experience that Ranger Steve and the warriors of the 2nd Battalion 75th Ranger Regiment endured.

Never have I felt so disturbed at such appalling conditions that men have endured since my read of Regimental CSM Greg “Ironhead” Birch and his brave Rangers during the siege of the Haditha Dam in Iraq. In all situations, no matter the insult to the nature of humankind, the Rangers have always emerged victorious.
Steve’s account of the assault on the Cuban Barracks from beginning to end evoked a weakness to my psyche that I had not realized for many years now.