Category: Book Review

Hammerhead Six is a hard, practical lesson in how small Special Forces teams won ground in Afghanistan by mastering culture, accountability, and relationships instead of relying on firepower alone.

Factfulness is a powerful, data‑driven argument that the world is far better and more stable than fear‑ridden media and instinctive thinking make it seem, and that adopting a fact‑based worldview is the key to clearer, less panicked decision‑making in an age of hype and hysteria.

BROTHERS rips Yaël Sion out of the warm, so‑called safety of the team, strips her down past rank, résumé, and operator ego, and dares you to suck it up and ride shotgun while she bleeds, breaks, and still brings unholy hell to the world that cut her loose.

More than a book review, this is a portrait of David Petraeus as a great but imperfect man whose service and ideas shaped modern American warfare.

Left of Bang turns Combat Hunter lessons into a practical guide for building baselines, spotting clustered behavioral anomalies, and acting early on instinct-backed warning signs to prevent violence before the “bang,” making it essential reading for travelers and anyone serious about personal security.

The sweat dripped off my face and hands as I tried to control my racing heart, moving cautiously at the point with every sense heightened, knowing that every step could trigger a hidden danger in the thick Vietnam jungle.

Major John L. Plaster’s SOG is a blunt, first-hand account of MACV-SOG’s small-team missions behind enemy lines that makes Hollywood action look fake by comparison because it’s built on real consequences, brutal odds, and men who did not get to choose how it ended.

Pipehitters delivers relentless, research-heavy zombie warfighting while turning Yaël Sion’s story into a hard lesson on how isolation and arrogance get people hurt, and why trust, connection, and the team are the only way elite operators survive the long grind.

High-Speed watched Yuri’s excitement ignite like a fuse, knowing the real blast would come when their manufactured chaos finally pushed a jittery cop past his limit.

The plan was simple enough on paper, but out here simple had a habit of bleeding into lethal without warning.

On Lowe’s island, where cameras blinked like patient reptiles and the ocean pretended to forgive, Fade measured the weight of mercy against the speed of a pathogen and found both wanting.

I didn’t teach Kamal to swim; I taught him to harness fear until it pulled him across ten feet of water like a tide he commanded.