Rogue Warrior2009

Dick Marcinko:
[First lines] A spec warrior: One who gives a f***. That's me. Whether I'm prowling or growling or going full f***ing Faulkner with lots of sound and fury, you cannot miss. I get the job done, and today that means flying under the radar into North Korea. The brass running this op is a dip-dunk desk-jockey named Admiral Travis Peyton. He tells me the mission is beyond classified, so I'm running a skeleton crew. Minimum footprint, maximum impact. SOP for a**holes like me. I trained these men in the SEAL program and they've saved my ugly ass more than once. They're dirtbags and hard motherf***ers. When I'm staring death in the face, it's them I want watching my six. A mole inside the North Korean regime has intel on a munitions factory producing a new breed of missiles. My orders are to make contact and recon the factory. The brass is calling it a simple op, a typical snoop n poop. One thing I learned is that there's a thin line between a simple op and a total goat f***.