Operation Firebrand--Deliverance — Jeff Gerke

All of them are dead.

The whole family.

A threat to all the people of North Korea.

And now the soldiers will be coming for us.

Starvation ravages North Korea, and one family commits suicide to escape the slow torture they see in themselves and their children.

But the little boy survives. His mother's sister finds him amid the bodies, and she vows to gather take him across the treacherous border to China, where scandalous rumor says life is better.

Word of their plight reaches Jason Kromer and the Firebrand team, who are recovering from injuries they received in the battle in Sudan on their last mission. Complicating things is the love triangle developing between Jason and the two beautiful women on the team -- which is messed up even more when a competitor joins the fun.

No worries: It's supposed to be an easy mission this time. Just get to China, help the family across the border, and take them to South Korea, where they have distant relatives.

When do missions ever go as planned? Especially the “easy” ones.

The team secured the family momentarily, but then the army gets them back -- and sends them to the North Korean concentration camps that supposedly don't exist.

With the family shattered, the aunt nine months pregnant, and the persecution that will come to them because of their newfound Christian faith, things could hardly be more dire.

Now Jason and the team have to decide whether to shrug and go home…or enter into the fangs of the dragon to try to rescue one small boy and his family.

Which will they choose?

Which do you think?

The Operation Firebrand novels are Christian military fiction.

In the tradition of pulp adventure novels.

• Operation Firebrand -- Origin


• Operation Firebrand -- Crusade


• Operation Firebrand -- Deliverance

** These novels were originally published in 2002�"3. **

Excerpt from Operation Firebrand -- Deliverance

“Everybody down!”

The Camry rolled close. The wind of its coming rustled the hay by the road in a rolling cascade of air. The car passed Jason's gap at fifty miles an hour.

But halfway past it seemed to shift into extreme slow motion. The driver was a soldier. The passenger a man in a black suit.

But in the back seat…

Recognition chilled Jason's chest.

He saw her only in profile and partially concealed by the window frame, but there was no mistaking who it was. Or who was the little boy standing up looking out the back window.

“That was Chun-Mi!” he shouted. “And Ki-Won! They were in the car! Trieu, shoot out the tires!”

“The car's gone, Kromer!” Chris said. “We get the truck!”

The dust cloud struck him with the wind of the car's passing. Suddenly his visibility was down to twenty feet of brown fog. He knew Trieu couldn't see the car in this. He saw ghostly figures running on the road -- Garth and Chris planting the nonlethal land mines. Through the dust beyond them he saw twin yellow eyes -- the truck's headlights.

“Off the road!” he called. “The truck's here.”

They could've all been standing in the middle of the street for all anyone could see. The dust cloud was the perfect camouflage.

“We've only got one shot at this.”

“I'm on it, boss. Finger on the button.”

The truck's twenty-year-old diesel engine clattered like a school bus. The driver, a young North Korean soldier with no hat, leaned up to the windshield trying to see through the dust. He was traveling no more than thirty-five miles an hour.

Fifty feet. Forty. Thirty.

The driver's window was open.

Twenty feet.

Should he pepper him as he passed?

Ten. Five.

“Now, Lewis!”