
Shooter by Jack Coughlin (the Shooter)
One thing's for sure ... the author has an ego. I guess I don't understand how a Gunnery Sergeant can be smarter than the rest of the Marine Corps. The book is written in a continuous series of Rambo/Stallone cliches reminiscent of "You're da disease ... I'm da cure."
Mildly entertaining, but a lot of dead spots (no pun intended).
Review ID: 10000000001117609

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