Hank Frost, the one-eyed mercenary captain, goes on a vicious blood-hunt into the jungles of war-torn Central Africa, carrying his vendetta against the kill-crazy rogue commander who massacred Frost's outfit down to the very last man. The trail leads him into a three-sided ground war between communist terrorist butchers, a bloody-handed puppet dictator, and the CIA's own revolutionary army.

Assassination in the Swiss Alps...terrorism in the Central American jungle...treachery in Washington...and Hank Frost is right in the middle! The wise-cracking mercenary captain is up to his eyepatch in brutal violence.

That message and a bloody finger are all Hank Frost finds after he loses his prize charge to terrorist kidnappers. And to get Balsam back, the fast-talking, fast-shooting, one-eyed mercenary captain has to gut his way through a sado-masochist torture team, neo-Nazi gunmen and a vastly powerful Fourth Reich conspiracy. The French police are after Frost, and so is Israeli Intelligence and the beautiful Mossad agent Marita, who claims to be Balsam's daughter. From Chicago to Paris, to the Bavarian Alps, from terrorist assaults to torture sessions, Hank Frost is in trouble.

Hank Frost, the one-eyed merc Captain with the mile-long string of eye patch jokes, the overused nine mm and a low-budget bank account, loses the commission on a multi-million-dollar deal and to keep on eating, hires out for a vendetta against the Burmese drug warlords. With a mercenary commando team, Frost penetrates the steaming Southeast Asian jungles to knock off the kingpin of the raw opium trade and avenge a savage murder.