Brace yourself for SecondWorld
Just when you think that 21st-century authors have come up with every possible way of destroying the world, along comes Jeremy Robinson.
In his unique Armageddon pastiche, frozen Nazis (including the Führer himself) are resurrected to resume their program of racial purity. This time their Aryan fantasies are to be achieved with the help of a device invented at the end of WWII that blends flesh-melting free-point energy with anti-gravity and a mysterious side effect with the potential to destroy all life on the entire planet.
What good might such a device be? To understand that you have to think like an evil Nazi mad scientist, which is a skill that author Robinson has down pat. In fact, a reader trying to keep up with the non-stop action and right-angle plot twists in this book might feel like he's strapped to an operating table and being slapped around by a beefy SS officer.
The hero of this page-turner is Lincoln Miller, an ex-Navy SEAL turned special agent. At the start, he's on special-agent sabbatical to avoid burn-out, keeping a solo watch for oceanic polluters in an underwater research facility when the genocidal blast from the past begins to take shape.
Turns out his oceanic station is right in the epicenter of a plume of death that takes out much of southern Florida in an opening salvo designed to usher in a Fourth Reich. As the only person to escape, his vacation is declared officially over when the POTUS himself deputizes Miller to lead the counter struggle and, hopefully, save the day.
In his quest for answers, Miller travels the world, encounters a new crisis at every stop and collects a colorful gang of partners, each one with skills that come in handy at some critical point in time.
Yeah, it's pretty cliché, but this isn't a book designed to make you think. Your job is to buckle up and enjoy the ride. And the ride is frenetic fun, sort of like a vertical Tilt-a-Whirl at an amusement park. And though the spinning lasts a little longer than some readers might like, you can always put it down and catch your breath when you are feeling dizzy.
The "science" in this fiction may be mostly bogus, but it's detailed and inventive, including Robinson's addition to the pantheon of memorable killer robots: a giant "Roomba" armed for mass murder and equipped with DNA sniffers to assist in ethnic cleansing.
Jeremy Robinson is a Granite State resident who has written a number of bestselling thrillers and his self-confidence is in full effect in this new addition to his canon. That said, his flair for snappy dialogue and chapters that crunch down like so many potato chips does sometimes come across as manipulative and predictable.
But who cares when the sky is raining blood and you are dodging moose and ducking submachine gun blasts from mysterious hit men at the Lakes Region home of a protégé of Wernher von Braun and then barely escaping with a beautiful fräulein at your side on your mission to stop the clock on doomsday? – Rick Broussard