Forged In Chaos

by Jesse Wilson

Failed missions, a mysterious island, and brutal experiments reveal the origins of the warriors who will become Delta Squad.

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In Forged In Chaos, the explosive tenth book in Jesse Wilson’s Delta Squad series, readers are taken deeper into the shadows of war, loyalty, and sacrifice. This installment unravels the origins of the enigmatic Zodiac Corps, a group of former Guardians who break away from conventional command, determined to restore order to a world spiraling into chaos. Frustrated by bureaucratic red tape and a nation in decline, these disillusioned warriors forge their own path—one that teeters on the edge of heroism and villainy.

The story unfolds with high-stakes covert operations, treacherous missions gone wrong, and unexpected alliances that challenge the very core of Delta Squad’s values. A disastrous shipwreck strands soldiers on an isolated island, revealing sinister experiments that have bred highly skilled, deadly operatives from childhood. Meanwhile, a mission turns deadly when the squad suffers an irreplaceable loss, driving them toward vengeance and redefining the battle they fight. As the past collides with the present, deep-seated betrayals come to light, forcing the team to question everything they thought they knew about war, justice, and survival.

With Wilson’s signature blend of tactical precision, raw emotion, and relentless action, Forged In Chaos is a pulse-pounding thriller that keeps readers on edge. Packed with brutal combat sequences, psychological warfare, and the ever-present moral dilemmas of battle, this book is a must-read for fans of military science fiction, action thrillers, and gripping war dramas. Whether you’ve been following Delta Squad from the beginning or diving in fresh, this chapter in the series delivers an unforgettable ride through the fog of war and the making of legends.

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“How long do you think this can continue?” Bryan asked, standing in the cabin. In his arms was the body of a mutilated girl he had tried to save from something. Then, he laid her on a table.
Years of violence were written on his face. It was a map for those who knew how to read it. Benjamin sighed and looked at the corpse.
“No, but what else can we do? It’s the code. We can’t save everyone, and the job always comes first. This war makes it harder.”
“You’ve got the blood of that kid all over your uniform. They aren’t going to give you another one for two weeks. You literally need to learn to let go,” Ben replied.
Bryan glared at him.
“Hey, keep your head in the game,” Bryan said.
This group of Guardians was on the southern side of the lines, and they wore the Confederate uniform.
They didn’t fight for any side.
They didn’t care about the Southern cause, the Union army, or anything else but the mission.
The mother and the teenage boy—he thought that’s who it was—stared at him with their dead, frozen eyes.
He had to ignore them for now. Despite how cold it was, the blood on the walls made this place smell horrible. Werewolves had a wicked stench, and this was where one had been living for a while. Anyone who knew the scent would know the danger they were in long before they saw anything.
It was a smell the cold couldn’t kill.
Ben put his hands on the grips of his pistols and pulled them out of their holsters. “This was supposed to be recon. How did a whole family get eaten and no one notice?” Ben asked.
“War. People go missing all the time. Whole families sometimes. Gone without a trace, and no one pays attention,” Bryan replied, keeping his eyes on the door and staying away from the windows.
“This ends now. Where was it? I’m going to kill the son of a bitch here and now,” Ben said.
“Ben, she died in my arms,” Bryan said.
“No, she was dead at first bite. You pulled its meal inside with us,” Ben replied.
Bryan winced at the thought. “Why can’t we save anyone?” he asked.
She looked as if she’d been chewed on—something a wolf might do, but not as clean. Bryan’s arms were covered in blood, and he pulled his saber from the sheath. It had a silver blade, and the firelight reflected off it.
“It’s the job,” Ben replied. “Killing this thing is going to save a lot of people in the future. Think of it like that—not the now, but the future.”
Bryan winced. “Yes, but there’s always another monster,” he replied.
The pair didn’t have much time to talk before the wooden door of the cabin shook as something slammed into the other side, causing dust to fall from the rafters.