The operation Damian Lewis called 06 Bravo happened in March 2003 in northern Iraq during the second invasion, not in January 1991. 60 SPS operators and SAS embeds driving open Land Rovers over a thousand kilometers to request the surrender of a 100,000 strong Iraqi Army Corps. The operators themselves nicknamed it Operation No Return…
In Belton Cooper’s accounting, Cooper was an ordinance lieutenant assigned to drag the burned hulks back to the maintenance battalion of the third armored division. His division entered Normandy with 232 Sherman tanks. By the time the war ended in May 1945, 648 had been totally destroyed in combat. Another 700 had been knocked out,…
At this rate, the war could drag into 1946, maybe longer. Dwight Eisenhower, Supreme Commander, 54 years old, has a letter on his desk. It arrived in April from Winston Churchill. The words still burn. Postwar France must be our friend. It is not alone a question of humanitarianism. It is also a question of…
The information had come through in the early hours of the morning, originating from signals intelligence monitoring Iraqi military communications, human intelligence sources embedded in key locations throughout the western regions, and reconnaissance reports from coalition aircraft conducting surveillance flights across the desert. American commanders reading this intelligence in their operation center with its large…
But here is the truly extraordinary part. Here is the part that defies all logic, all sanity, and all basic human self-awareness. You wake up the very next morning, iron your uniform, pin on your medals, walk into a polished office, and continue to govern an empire that no longer exists. This is not fiction….
They had been taught that America was soft, mongrel, decadent, racially divided, and spiritually weak. They had been taught that democracy was a noisy mask for disorder, that abundance made men inferior, and that hardship alone made nations worthy of history. Some had been told American cities were already burning under Luftwaffe attack. Others imagined…
A massive gate, barbed wire stretching in both directions as far as the eye could see, and beyond the wire, shapes. Shapes that were moving, barely. And standing at the gate, waiting for them, was a man. He was immaculate. SS uniform pressed and perfect. Boots polished to a mirror shine. Medals catching the April…
On 10th of June, 1945, she stood in a muddy field outside Castle with hundreds of other prisoners. The sky was low and gray. The air smelled of wet earth, sweat, and the sharp bite of diesel from idling American trucks. Her boots were soaked through. Her hands shook from cold and from something that…
But here is what you need to understand about that evening. It was not unique. Across Britain, in Lancashire mill towns, in Welsh valleys, in East Anglian market towns, in Scottish port cities, the same thing was happening over and over. Black American soldiers were walking into British pubs, and ordinary British people were doing…
Wing Commander Ian Campbell Ord, the commanding officer of the Air Fighting Development Unit, has invited Harker out from the Rolls-Royce Flight Test Establishment at Hucknall to evaluate the machine personally. Campbell Ord has a problem. His unit has been testing the new American fighter for several weeks and the official verdict is that above…
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