Pierre de Villiers has walked a hard road. Tortured by his own army, his family killed, surviving cancer; his new life in New Zealand is supposed to bring him peace. But just when his life seems to be on an even keel, his daughter is kidnapped in Auckland and his brother-in-law's wife abducted in Durban. What possible common enemy might the brothers-in-law have? The clues to the riddle stretch from Nazi u-boats of Africa's coast to a sinister Third Force pulling the strings of darkest South African history. Determined to defend his family. De Villiers is cast opposite "the major" in a life-or-death battle raging from Auckland to Durban and Hamburg. And on a bigger stage, the major's Force is not done yet; its final statement will be its most violent.
Arranged thematically rather than chronologically, highlights the role of sailors--from seamen to admirals--in building a strong Navy and focuses on the Navy's core values of courage, honor, and commitment.
The Life of a Sailor was his first publication and is usually catalogued as fiction, which may be a tribute to Chamier_s story-telling skills but it is wrong _ the book is an exact account of his naval career, with every personality, ship ...
That's a pity; all sailors should dance hornpipes. I will teach you one this evening, after dinner. Now tell me— don't be afraid—how does your Captain treat you, eh? RALPH. A better Captain don't walk the deck, your honour. ALL. Aye!
On October 14th , the eve of my departure , the Supreme Commander staged a march past of Allied soldiers and sailors in my honour at the St. Georges Hotel , the Allied For e Headquarters . I left Algiers by air from Maison Blanche ...
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By this time the band was pounding through the “radetzky March” and we were close enough to examine the guard of honour. The men, i could see, were middle-aged landsturmers with ample paunches beneath their old-fashioned blue tunics.