Under Fire (Corps Series #9)

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After the epic struggle of World War II, W.E.B. Griffin’s bestselling chronicle of the Marine Corps enters a new stage of modern warfare—with new weapons, new strategies, and a new breed of warrior—on the battlefields of Korea…

In 1950, Captain Ken McCoy’s report on North Korean hostilities meets with so much bureaucratic displeasure that he is promptly booted out of the Corps—and just as promptly picked up by the fledgling CIA. Soon, his predictions come true: on June 25th the ...

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After the epic struggle of World War II, W.E.B. Griffin’s bestselling chronicle of the Marine Corps enters a new stage of modern warfare—with new weapons, new strategies, and a new breed of warrior—on the battlefields of Korea…

In 1950, Captain Ken McCoy’s report on North Korean hostilities meets with so much bureaucratic displeasure that he is promptly booted out of the Corps—and just as promptly picked up by the fledgling CIA. Soon, his predictions come true: on June 25th the North Koreans invade across the 38th parallel. Immediately veterans scattered throughout military and civilian life are called up, many with only seventy-two hours notice. For these men and their families, names such as Inchon and Pusan will acquire a new, bloody reality—and become their greatest challenge of all…

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It's June 1950, and Captain Ken McCoy is convinced that the North Koreans are planning a major invasion of the South. But the Marines don't want to hear alarmist talk and drum McCoy out of the Corps. Before the month is out, the onslaught that McCoy predicted has begun, and he's been hired by the CIA to stop it in its tracks. After eight World War II novels, battle-tested W.E.B. Griffin advances to the Korean peninsula.
From the Publisher
“An insider’s tale of life in the Marine Corps.”—The Orlando Sentinel

“Refreshingly accurate.”—Chicago Tribune

“A storyteller in the grand tradition.”—Tom Clancy

“The best chronicler of the U.S. military ever to put pen to paper.”—Phoenix Gazette

“Terrific reading.”—The San Diego Union-Tribune

Publishers Weekly
After eight books in the popular WWII Corps series, Griffin's latest kicks off on the Korean peninsula, where forces from the Communist North have just stormed over the 38th Parallel. Within a few weeks, the old team is back together, most under the steady command of Brig. Gen. Fleming Pickering, whom President Truman recalls from the helm of Trans Global Airways to assume the CIA's top Asian post. As the U.S. Army flounders to contain the North, Pickering struggles to restore Washington's faith in Comdr. Douglas MacArthur and his daring proposal to invade at Inchon. Meanwhile, as Capt. Ken McCoy and Master Gunner Ernie Zimmerman skulk behind enemy lines, seizing a crucial island in preparation for the invasion, a new calamity breaks out: Pickering's son, daredevil pilot Malcolm ("Pick"), gets shot down over a North Korean rice paddy. This new entry in the series moves more slowly than previous ones, as Griffin who served in the army in Korea sets up the historical elements of the conflict and positions all his characters. But once he gets going, he writes with even assurance and a keen eye for military camaraderie and nuance, offering galvanizing drama and a respectful yet irreverent treatment of military procedure and attitudes, not to mention plenty of Scotch. As the book ends with U.S. forces digging in for battle and Pick still missing the dean of the American war adventure has left himself room for plenty of action ahead. National television and ad campaign. (Jan. 14) Copyright 2001 Cahners Business Information.
Library Journal
Events surrounding the beginning of the Korean War on June 25, 1950 through the liberation of Seoul at the end of September provide the backdrop for this eighth installment in Griffin's popular "Corps" series. Many of the characters we've seen before are here: "Flem" Pickering is called back to service and is a deputy director of the CIA; his son "Pick" is a Marine aviator; Capt. Ken "Killer" McCoy and Gunny Ernie Zimmerman do clandestine operations. They and their cohorts are seen interacting with Truman, MacArthur, and Averell Harriman, among other historic figures. There is not as much action as in the previous books, but the plot and interactions among the various characters are very intriguing. Those listening to the abridged CDs and cassettes will be treated to a no-nonsense reading by James Naughton that is both clear and crisp. Of necessity short on dialog, these versions use the narrative to keep the action moving, which Naughton does quite well. Besides filling in some blanks in the plot of the abridgment, those who listen to the unabridged program will be treated to Scott Brick's skillful reading of the lengthy dialog. His expressive voice is able to render the characters skillfully, making this a work hard to put down. Public libraries should purchase; the unabridged is preferred if budgets allow.-Michael T. Fein, Central Virginia Community Coll., Lynchburg Copyright 2003 Cahners Business Information.
Kirkus Reviews
The ninth paean to Griffin's Marine Corps (Behind the Lines, 1996) makes for a whopping 32 blockbusters on his shelf: the Honor Bound, Brotherhood of War, Badge of Honor, and Men at War series.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780515134377
  • Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 8/28/2005
  • Series: Corps Series, #9
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Edition description: Reprint
  • Pages: 736
  • Sales rank: 139,197
  • Product dimensions: 4.52 (w) x 6.81 (h) x 1.21 (d)

Meet the Author

W. E. B. Griffin
"W.E.B. Griffin is a storyteller in the grand tradition, probably the best man around for describing the military community"—Tom Clancy

W.E.B. Griffin is the author of more than thirty epic novels in five series, all of which have been listed on The New York Times, The Wall Street Journal, Publishers Weekly and other best-seller lists. More than forty million of his books are in print in more than ten languages, including Hebrew, Chinese, Japanese, and Hungarian.

Mr. Griffin grew up in the suburbs of New York City and Philadelphia. He enlisted in the United States Army in 1946. After basic training, he received counter-intelligence training at Fort Holabird, Maryland. He was assigned to the Army of Occupation in Germany, and ultimately to the staff of then-Major General I.D. White, commander of the U.S. Constabulary.

In 1951, Mr. Griffin was recalled to active duty for the Korean War, interrupting his education at Phillips University, Marburg an der Lahn, Germany. In Korea he earned the Combat Infantry Badge as a combat correspondent and later served as acting X Corps (Group) information officer under Lieutenant General White.

On his release from active duty in 1953, Mr. Griffin was appointed Chief of the Publications Division of the U.S. Army Signal Aviation Test&Support Activity at Fort Rucker, Alabama.

Mr. Griffin is a member of the Special Operations Association, the Veterans of Foreign Wars, the American Legion, the Army Aviation Association, and the Armor Association.

He was the 1991 recipient of the Brigadier General Robert L. Dening Memorial Distinguished Service Award of the U.S. Marine Corps Combat Correspondents Association, and the August 1999 recipient of the Veterans of Foreign Wars News Media Award, presented at the 100th National Convention in Kansas City.

He has been vested into the Order of St. George of the U.S. Armor Association, and the Order of St. Andrew of the U.S. Army Aviation Association, and been awarded Honorary Doctoral degrees by Norwich University, the nation's first and oldest private military college, and by Troy State University (Ala.). He was the graduation dinner speaker for the class of 1988 at the U.S. Military Academy at West Point.

He has been awarded honorary membership in the Special Forces Association; the Marine Corps Combat Correspondents Association; the Marine Raiders Association; and the U.S. Army Otter&Caribou Association.

He is the co-founder, with historian Colonel Carlo D'Este, of the William E. Colby Seminar on Intelligence, Military, and Diplomatic Affairs. (www.norwich.edu/symposium/)

Mr. Griffin's novels, known for their historical accuracy, have been praised by The Philadelphia Inquirer for their "fierce, stop-for-nothing scenes."

"Nothing honors me more than a serviceman, veteran, or cop telling me he enjoys reading my books," Mr. Griffin says.

Mr. Griffin divides his time between the Gulf Coast and Buenos Aires.

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    1. Also Known As:
      William Edmund Butterworth III (real name); Alex Baldwin, Webb Beech, Walter E. Blake, Jack Dugan, John Kevin Dugan, Eden Hughes, James McDouglas, Allison Mitchell, Edmund O. Scholefield, Blakely St.
      W.E.B. Griffin
    2. Hometown:
      Coppell, Texas
    1. Date of Birth:
      November 10, 1929
    2. Place of Birth:
      Newark, New Jersey

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Aboard Trans-Global Airways Flight 907
North Latitude 36 Degrees 59 Minutes, East Longitude 143 Degrees 77 Minutes
(Above the Pacific Ocean, near Japan)
1100 1 June 1950

"This is the First Officer speaking," the copilot of Trans-Global Airways Flight 907 said into the public address system microphone. "We are about to begin our descent into Tokyo's Haneda Airport, and have been advised it may get a little bumpy at lower altitudes. So please take your seats and fasten your seat belts, and very shortly we'll have you on the ground."

Trans-Global Flight 907 was a triple-tailed, five-months-old Lockheed L-1049 Constellation, christened Los Angeles.

The navigator, who wore pilot's wings, and who would move up to a copilot's seat when TGA accepted-next week, he hoped-what would be the eighteenth Constellation in the TGA fleet, did some calculations at his desk, then stood up and murmured, "Excuse me, sir," to the man in the jump seat.

The man in the jump seat (a fold-out seat between and immediately behind the pilot's and co-pilot's seats) looked over his shoulder at him in annoyance, finally realized what he wanted, muttered, "Sorry," and made room for the navigator to hand a sheet of paper to the copilot.

The navigator made his way back to his little desk, strapped himself in, and put on his earphones, in time to hear:

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the first officer again. I have just been advised by our navigator-this is all subject to official confirmation, of course-that it appears that a very, very favorable tailwind in the last few hours is probably going to permit us to again set a world's record for the fastest regularly scheduled commercial flight time from San Francisco to Tokyo, with intermediate stops at Honolulu and Wake Island.

"The current speed record is held by a TGA Constellation flown by Captain M. S. Pickering, who is our captain today. If our computations are correct, and are confirmed by the appropriate authorities, TGA will be delighted to send each of you a certificate attesting to your presence aboard today. Keep your fingers crossed."

Captain M. S. Pickering turned and looked at the man in the jump seat.

"You'd better get in the back, Dad."

Fleming Pickering-a tall, large, well-tailored, silver-haired, rather handsome man who was, as he privately thought of it, One Year Past The Big Five Zero-nodded his acceptance of the order and moved to comply with it, although he had really hoped he would be permitted to keep the jump seat through the landing.

He wasn't wearing earphones and had not heard a word of either of the copilots' announcements.

He left the cockpit, musing that they were now starting to call it the "flight deck," and then, when he saw his seat and seatmate, musing that while there was a good deal to be said about the benefits of crossing the Pacific Ocean at 325 knots, there were certain drawbacks, high among them that if you found yourself seated beside a horse's ass when you first boarded the aircraft, you were stuck with the sonofabitch for the rest of the flight.

It was different on a ship; you could avoid people on a ship.

Had been different on a ship, he corrected himself. Passenger ships, ocean liners, were as obsolete as buggy whips. There once had been fourteen passenger ships in the Pacific & Far East fleet. Now there was one.

Pickering nodded politely at the horse's ass in the window seat, sat down beside him, and fastened his seat belt.

"Up front, were you?" the horse's ass inquired. "I didn't know they let passengers go in the cockpit."

"My son is the pilot," Pickering said.

"And I guess if you're the pilot, you can break the rules for your old man, right?"

"And I work for the airline," Pickering said.

"No kidding? What do you do?"

"I'm in administration," Pickering said.

That was not the whole truth. Trans-Global Airways was a wholly owned subsidiary of the Pacific & Far East Shipping Corporation. When the Wall Street Journal, in a story about Trans-Global, mentioned P&FE, it used the phrase "privately held." The Pickering family owned P&FE, and Fleming Pickering, pater familias, was chairman of the board.

"So you're on a business trip?" the horse's ass asked.

"That's right," Pickering said, smiling with an effort.

That wasn't exactly true, either.

While it was true that he was going to Tokyo to participate in a conference between a dozen shipping companies-both air and what now had become "surface"-serving the Far East, it was also true that he was going to spend as little time as possible actually conferring with anyone. He was instead going to spend some time with a young couple-a Marine captain and his wife-who were stationed in Tokyo. He had never told either of them, but he regarded both of them as his children, although there was no blood connection.

When Pickering had been a young man, being groomed to take over P&FE from his father, Captain Richard Pickering, his father had told him over and over the basic rule of success as a mariner or a businessman: Find capable subordinates, give them a clear mission, and then get out of their way and let them do their jobs.

Fleming Pickering had capable subordinates who knew what he expected of them. And-very likely, he thought, because he did not get in their way and let them do their jobs-they did their jobs very well; in his opinion, far better than their peers elsewhere in the shipping business

They would do the conferring in Tokyo, and he would not get in their way.

What had happened was, the previous Wednesday, Chairman of the Board Pickering had, as was his custom, arrived at his San Francisco office at precisely 9 A.M.

It was an impressive office, occupying the southwest quarter of the upper (tenth) story of the P&FE Building. In some ways, it was museumlike:

There were four glass cases. Two of the four held precisely crafted models of each of the ninety-one vessels of the P&FE fleet, all built to the same scale, and each about two feet in length. There were tankers, bulk-carriers, freighters, and one passenger liner.

The other two glass cases held far larger models. In one was a six-foot-long, exquisitely detailed model of the clipper ship Pacific Princess (Richard Pickering, Master), which had set-and still held-the San Francisco-Shanghai speed record for sailing vessels. The other glass case held a thirteen-foot-long model of the 51,000-ton SS Pacific Princess (Fleming Pickering, Master), a sleek passenger ship that had set-and still held-the San Francisco-Shanghai speed record on her maiden voyage in 1941.

Hanging on nearly invisible wires above the clipper's glass case was a model of a Chance Vought CORSAIR F4U fighter aircraft. It had been built by the same firm of craftsmen who had built the ship models, and, like them, was correct in every detail. The legend "MARINES" was painted in large letters on the fuselage. Below it was lettered VMF-229, and below the cockpit window was the legend "M.S. Pickering, Major, USMCR" and nine small representations of the Japanese battle flag, each signifying an enemy aircraft downed by Major Pickering.

Suspended above the glass case holding the model of the SS Pacific Princess, there was a model of the Trans-Global Airways Lockheed Model L049 Constellation San Francisco, a four-engined triple-tailed airliner, in which TGA Chief Pilot Captain Malcolm S. Pickering had set two world's records, one for fastest commercial aviation flight between San Francisco and Honolulu, and the other for fastest commercial aviation flight time between Honolulu and Shanghai. The latter record was probably going to be on the books for some time, because the Chinese Communists were now in Shanghai, and American airlines were no longer welcome to land.

Behind the chairman's huge, antique mahogany desk, the huge wheel of the clipper ship Pacific Princess and her quarterdeck compass stood guarding an eight-by-twelve foot map of the world

Every morning, at six A.M., just before the night operations manager went off duty, he came up from the third floor, laid a copy of the more important overnight communications-"the overnights"-on the chairman's desk, and then went to the map and moved ninety-one small ship models, on magnetic mounts, from one position to another on the map to correspond with their last reported position.

The previous Wednesday morning, at 9:01 A.M., Chairman of the Board Pickering had taken a look at the map, read the overnights, poured himself a cup of coffee, and with that out of the way was, at 9:09 A.M., where he had been the day before at 9:09 A.M., and would almost certainly be tomorrow, at 9:09 A.M.

That is to say, bored stiff and without a goddamned thing to do for the rest of the day.

Unless one counted the Second Wednesday Luncheon of the Quarterback Club of the Greater San Francisco United Charities, Inc., and he hadn't even wanted to think about that.

Captain Richard Pickering had been right on the money about that sort of thing, too. "Flem," his father had counseled, "the trouble with giving people something is that, since they get it for nothing, they tend to consider it worthless."

Fleming Pickering had long ago painfully come to conclude that what Greater San Francisco United Charities-and at least six other do-gooding or social organizations-wanted of him was his name on the letterhead and his signature on substantial checks, and in exchange they were willing to listen politely to his suggestions at meetings, while reserving and invariably exercising their option to ignore them.

At 9:11 A.M., Mrs. Helen Florian, his secretary for more than two decades, had announced over the intercom, "Boss, Pick's on line three."

Pickering, who had been sitting with his feet on the windowsill, watching the activity-there hadn't been much-in San Francisco Bay, spun around, and grabbed the telephone.

I am, he had realized, in one of my "Boy, do I feel sorry for Poor Ol' Flem Pickering" moods, and I don't want Pick picking up on that.

"Good morning," he said cheerfully. "What's up?"

"Mom still in New York?" Pick asked.

"I think today's Saint Louis," Pickering replied. "You know your mother."

A picture of his wife of thirty years-a tall, shapely, silver-haired woman with startlingly blue eyes-flashed through his mind. He missed her terribly, and not only because she made him feel as if he were still twenty-one.

When Fleming Pickering had heard the sound of trumpets and rushed off to the sound of musketry in World War II, Mrs. Patricia Foster Pickering had "temporarily" taken over for her husband as chairman of the P&FE board. Surprising everybody but her husband, she had not only immediately gathered the reins of authority in her delicate fingers, but pulled on them with consummate skill and artistry.

When he'd come home, there had been some talk of the both of them working at P&FE, but Patricia had known from the start that, if their marriage was to endure, she would have to find something to do other than share the control of P&FE with her husband.

The temporary chairman of the board of P&FE had become the chairman of the board of Foster Hotels, Inc., in part because she was the only daughter of Andrew Foster, majority stockholder of the forty-two-hotel chain, and partly because her father-who had wanted to retire-had made the cold business decision that she was the best-qualified person he could find to run the company.

While Patricia Foster Pickering shared her husband's-and her father's-belief that the best way to run an organization was to select the best possible subordinates and then get out of their way, she also shared her father's belief that the best way to make sure your subordinates were doing what you wanted them to do was to "drop in unannounced and make sure there are no dust balls under the beds and that the liquid in the liquor bottles isn't colored water."

Which meant that she was on the road a good deal, most often from Tuesday morning until Friday evening. Which meant that her husband was most often free to rattle around-alone-in either their penthouse apartment in the Foster San Franciscan or their home on the Pacific Ocean near Carmel from Tuesday morning until Friday evening.

While he frequently reminded himself that he really had nothing to complain about-that in addition to his considerable material possessions, he had a wife who loved him, a son who loved him and of whom he was immensely proud, and his health-the truth was that every once in a while, say once a month, he slipped into one of his "Boy, do I feel sorry for Poor Ol' Flem Pickering" moods and, logic aside, he really felt sorry for Poor Ol' Flem Pickering.

"Let's go to Tokyo," Pick said.

"Why should I go to Tokyo?"

"Because your alternative is watching the waves go up and down in San Francisco Bay until Mom gets home," Pick went on. "Come on, Pop. Let her wait for you for once."

It probably makes me a terrible husband, Fleming Pickering thought, but there would be a certain justice in having Patti rattle around the apartment waiting for me for once.

He had another thought:

"I thought it was decided you weren't going to Tokyo," he said.

He hadn't ordered Pick not to go to the conference, but he had happened to mention what Pick's grandfather had had to say about picking competent subordinates and then getting out of their way.

"Bartram Stevens of Pacific Cathay is going to be there. Charley Ansley called me from Hong Kong last night and told me. Charley doesn't want him pulling rank and taking over the conference; he asked me to go."

Bartram Stevens was president of Pacific Cathay Airways, which was to Trans-Pacific Shipping what Trans-Global was to P&FE. J. Charles Ansley, who had been with P&FE longer than Pick was old, was general manager of Trans-Global.

Charley didn't call me. There's no reason he should have, I suppose; he was asking/telling Pick to go, and that would be Pick's decision, not mine.

But if I needed one more proof that I am now as useless as teats on a boar hog around here, voilà!

"And if I showed up over there, wouldn't that be raising the stakes?" Fleming Pickering thought aloud.

"With all possible respect, General, sir, what I had in mind-and Charley agrees-is to stash you quietly in the Imperial, but let the word get out that you're there. In case, for example, Commodore Ford just happened to be in the neighborhood."

Commodore Hiram Ford was chairman of the board of Trans-Pacific Shipping.

And that sonofabitch is entirely capable of showing up there and trying to take over the conference.

"This your idea or Charley's?"

"Mine, Pop," Pick said. "Come on! What the hell! You could see the Killer and Ernie. And I'll have you back by next Thursday."

"If you and Charley agree that I should."

"We do," Pick said, firmly.

What the hell. The alternative is watching the waves go up and down in San Francisco Bay until Patti gets home. And it'll do her good to have to wait for me for once.


"I'm with the State Department, myself," the asshole in the window seat announced.

Why doesn't that surprise me?

"Are you really?"

"I've just been assigned to General MacArthur's staff."

"That should be an interesting assignment," Pickering said, politely.

"I'm to be his advisor on psychological warfare."


"I'm looking forward to working with him," the asshole said. "From what I understand, he's an incredible man."

"Yes, I would say he is," Pickering agreed.

And the first thing you're going to have to learn, you simpleton, is that no one works with El Supremo, they work for him.

And the second is that the only advice Douglas MacArthur listens to is that advice which completely agrees with his positions in every minute detail.

—From Under Fire by W.E.B. Griffin, Copyright © January 2002, The Putnam Publishing Group, a division of Penguin Putnam, used by permission.

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  • Posted September 24, 2012

    Another top novel by the master

    The weaving of facts with fiction is once again seamless. The book is action packed and the characters are believable. I look forward to more of the same

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted March 23, 2009

    I Also Recommend:

    Great Read

    I reccomend this book to military-history-fiction buffs.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 8, 2015

    Griffin always tell a good story with great detail.

    Griffin always tell a good story with great detail.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 19, 2015

    Griffin Books are the best

    If you are a fan of military fiction, no one does it better than W. E. B. Griffin

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 17, 2014


    Sniffs and smell a twoleg and a dog nearby and darts into the bushes and waits until they pass then renewed scent marking and moves to res. 46

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 9, 2014

    all of griffin's book are enjoyable

    I read most of Griffin's books when they first came out. I still enjoy all the series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 25, 2013

    A Great Read

    This is the second to the last in the Corps series. The history is mostly accurate and the characters mostly believable. The invasion of Inchon is portrayed beautifully. I heard the stories of this operation many times while growing up, and later; from my father who served on a destroyer in that operation.

    I was also privileged to meet 'The Chosen Few', a remarkable group of Veterans of the battle at the Chosen Reservoir, while I was stationed at Fort Sill, Oklahoma. Their stories of this forgotten war dovetail well with the author's storyline.

    If you enjoy military, history, and a good story...you have to read Griffin's works.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 2, 2012

    excellent story just as good as the others in the series

    must read just as good as the rest of the books in the series. looking forward to the rest of the books in the series.

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  • Posted January 23, 2010

    Under fire

    Anoher masterpiece by Web Griffin. Fiction cobined with military History

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 28, 2008


    Love the Corps series. Have reread them more than I care to admit. Have been very disappointed that the rest of WW II was left out and it took some of the enjoyment out of the Under Fire read. WW II should be finished or my library will never be complete. Besides The 'Greatest Generation' deserves the best and the best is W.E.B Griffin

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 18, 2004

    What's up with skipping the last part of WW2

    I have been reading your Corps series since it came out and I have enjoyed it immensely.Being a former Marine you have truly done a disservice to the Corps by leaving out the lasts years of the war.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 10, 2004

    Great book but...

    Why did we skip the the last part of WWII? 'In Danger's Path' wrapped up in 1943, and now here we are in 1950, just prior to the outbreak of the Korean War. The good news is that many of my favorite characters are still around, and still performing splendidly. In 'Under Fire', McCoy and Zimmerman are once again paired together and provide more than enough excitement during their initial service of the war, while BG Pickering, 'El Supremo', and President Truman provide insight into the political situation of the period. Classic Griffin, and a great read, but I'd still like to know where the rest of WWII went!!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 12, 2003

    While this is a Excellent Book I was a trifle dissapointed

    I enjoyed the book immensely. The story was outstanding. But since Mr. Griffin fast fowarded to the Korean War, so much history of W.W.II was overlooked. Before the book came out, I was picturing in my minds eye the next volume in the series. The battle of Okinawa. The change over in power at the death of President Roosevelt. Perhaps having Fleming Pickering brief President Truman on the whole 'MAGIC' program. Seeing one of the main characters, Killer McCoy or Ed Banning riding in one of the bombers going into either Hiro Shima or Nagasaki as an observer. There is so much that wasn't covered. I hope he covers it in the next novels in 'flashbacks'.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 1, 2003

    Griffin Must be getting Tired

    This novel was a rehash of the old stories, half the book was spent going over the past. The 'New' story was a re-work of the Korean war from a past book. Definetly one of Mr. Griffins worst efforts.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 30, 2002

    Great to see the old gang back in action

    Loved the story. The editing was not done by a professional. Too many errors made following the story confusing. I became hooked on the "Killer McCoy" saga during book one of the series. Someone has got to make a movie about one of them.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 17, 2002

    WEB Griffin does it again, to no surprise!

    With Korea gearing up, it was outstanding to find my hero, Killer McCoy, still hard at work in the Corps. He gets banged up after WW2 as did most Mustangs with loss of rank, but presses on with his essence of Esprit de Corps. Lets get the next installment out quick, even my 17 YO daughter wants to know what is going to happen to Pick now that he has a viable love interest. Well done. Let's fast track the next one.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 22, 2002

    Griffin is losing his attention to detail!

    I have read and re-read all the Griffin books and have been a great admirer. However UNDER FIRE is even more sloppy regarding previous facts about the charactors then IN DANGERS PATH. McCoy now has an Episopalian upbringing when in prior books he and his family were catholic. Depending on which book he killed two, three, four and now one, Italian marines. There are many more errors which will be immidately noticed by Griffin fans. If a third of the book is spent giving a history of the charactors at least get it right. I am also disappointed in the lack of realism in UNDER FIRE when compared to earlier Corp's books. Griffin is losing his attention to detail that has made him so popular with so many fans.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 10, 2002

    Where is Pick?

    I enjoyed the book very much. I was disappointed that Pick was left MIA. When can we expect the next book?

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 10, 2002

    Semper Fi, The Missing Years

    I agree with readers who want to know what happened after WWII. I mean, all of a sudden we find McCoy married, Pick the president of a commercial airlines, and Zimmerman a successful businessman (Mae Su's doing apparently). It would make a fine interim book for this series. And perhaps it should now interlace with the Brotherhood of War series. Didn't Lowell run the tanks around in Korea after the NK's broke through the DMZ? How about a hook-up with the CIA? Lots to contemplate here. And then the next book. The Dominican Republc, our entre to Vietnam circa 1958... Hmmmmmm. This is getting even better. Come on WEB, look at all this material.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 28, 2002

    Under Fire (Corps Series #9)

    In his earlier books W E B Griffin was a most enjoyable author. This latest book is what has become a typical Griffin novel that continues to overuse complete names and titles and is a method of filling a page by really rehashing what has been said before. If when using titles and names, W.E.B. needs to have someone go thru after him and correct the mistakes to these names and titles such as on pg 25, ('That was enough to make the Pages (Should be Sages) uncomfortable', a clear mistake in spelling ), Pg¿s 341 and 342. Division staffs are numbered G-1, G2, G3, etc not S-1, S3, etc, and should not be mixed together on the same page describing the same staff member. Again Pg 261 the name of Miss Jeanette Priestly is Miss Pickering, when describing how she had heard for the first time General Fleming Pickering had any connection to the CIA. Putnam and WEB Griffin need to get someone to properly edit their work and stop cheating the customer with the sloppy way of writing and marketing of what could have been a good story. WAKE UP AND SMELL THE ROSES!!!!!

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