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Armageddon's Song #1-5
The War
The first five unabridged volumes of the best selling 'Armageddon's Song' story of a Third World War told in 660,512 words, with appendices of characters, terminology, acronyms at a discounted price, one third of what the books cost separately.
Did the Cold War really end? No matter, it is about to get hot anyway.
Espionage, subterfuge, corruption in high places and a nuclear plot are uncovered by a beautiful spy more used to shedding her clothes to discover secrets than she is of keeping them.
Will duty bind her to silence or will conscience win her over?
The 'Armageddon's Song' series puts you in the different seats of the combatants, friend and foe alike, be it dog fighting over the Pacific at the controls of a Sea Harrier, in the control room of a submarine during a torpedo attack in the Atlantic, looking down the sights of a sniper rifle on the north German Plain, and at the side of a Russian paratrooper General who leads from the front.
Encompassing not just a story from a US point of view but also through the eyes and deeds of the other combatants, on both sides of the conflict.
There are many and varied characters that this book will follow, the soldiers and the spooks, the brave and the low, and of course those who are just trying to survive World War 3.
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Excerpt:
The 1st Brigade had diverted to an even more southerly route but they were hustling to catch up, and were minutes behind but the transports had to slow before commencing a drop.
A pre-drop checklist was completed and this was then followed by a second, for the slowdown. The completion of the second checklist was marked by the flick of a switch.
‘Red On’.
They were now 40 minutes from the DZ and the men strapped their equipment container to a leg and stood. The container held the man’s personal weapon in a sleeve along with his bergan and webbing. Some of the containers bore luminous white stickers and these were ‘Must Go’ loads that held radios, mortar, machine gun, anti-tank or medical equipment. In the event of the bearer being killed or wounded he would be divested of the container by whoever was passing for it to be deposited with company headquarters at the rally point.
The air load masters got the men on their feet and hooked up their ‘Strops’ to the static lines. To the relief of all concerned the side doors on the left and right of the fuselage were opened, venting the accumulated perfume of vomit and high octane aviation fuel, the Eau de Pegasus.
“45 OK!...44 OK!...43 OK!...” A buddy-buddy check of the man in front by the paratrooper behind was carried out, starting with the last man in each stick and working forwards of course.
With nothing more to do except to continue standing with backs bent under the weight of their loads and wait for the green light. The howl of the wind through the open doors brought with it the scent of warfare, high explosive and burning petrochemicals.
130mph and at 800 feet the C-130s of No. 24 Squadron RAF led the Anglo/French stream.
There was some ground fire, small arms and light machine gun fire from the defending Chinese troops in their trenches on the beaches, a side window shattered as a few rounds scored, but nothing more serious occurred as they passed over the western shore of Mactan and were finally above the DZ.
Wing Commander Dunn reached forwards to activate the green light for the Loadies to begin despatching the sticks of paratroopers but his hand was suddenly not there anymore, just a bloody stump and cannon shells were exploding in the cockpit, destroying the instrument panel, and killing the co-
Did the Cold War really end? No matter, it is about to get hot anyway.
Espionage, subterfuge, corruption in high places and a nuclear plot are uncovered by a beautiful spy more used to shedding her clothes to discover secrets than she is of keeping them.
Will duty bind her to silence or will conscience win her over?
The 'Armageddon's Song' series puts you in the different seats of the combatants, friend and foe alike, be it dog fighting over the Pacific at the controls of a Sea Harrier, in the control room of a submarine during a torpedo attack in the Atlantic, looking down the sights of a sniper rifle on the north German Plain, and at the side of a Russian paratrooper General who leads from the front.
Encompassing not just a story from a US point of view but also through the eyes and deeds of the other combatants, on both sides of the conflict.
There are many and varied characters that this book will follow, the soldiers and the spooks, the brave and the low, and of course those who are just trying to survive World War 3.
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Excerpt:
The 1st Brigade had diverted to an even more southerly route but they were hustling to catch up, and were minutes behind but the transports had to slow before commencing a drop.
A pre-drop checklist was completed and this was then followed by a second, for the slowdown. The completion of the second checklist was marked by the flick of a switch.
‘Red On’.
They were now 40 minutes from the DZ and the men strapped their equipment container to a leg and stood. The container held the man’s personal weapon in a sleeve along with his bergan and webbing. Some of the containers bore luminous white stickers and these were ‘Must Go’ loads that held radios, mortar, machine gun, anti-tank or medical equipment. In the event of the bearer being killed or wounded he would be divested of the container by whoever was passing for it to be deposited with company headquarters at the rally point.
The air load masters got the men on their feet and hooked up their ‘Strops’ to the static lines. To the relief of all concerned the side doors on the left and right of the fuselage were opened, venting the accumulated perfume of vomit and high octane aviation fuel, the Eau de Pegasus.
“45 OK!...44 OK!...43 OK!...” A buddy-buddy check of the man in front by the paratrooper behind was carried out, starting with the last man in each stick and working forwards of course.
With nothing more to do except to continue standing with backs bent under the weight of their loads and wait for the green light. The howl of the wind through the open doors brought with it the scent of warfare, high explosive and burning petrochemicals.
130mph and at 800 feet the C-130s of No. 24 Squadron RAF led the Anglo/French stream.
There was some ground fire, small arms and light machine gun fire from the defending Chinese troops in their trenches on the beaches, a side window shattered as a few rounds scored, but nothing more serious occurred as they passed over the western shore of Mactan and were finally above the DZ.
Wing Commander Dunn reached forwards to activate the green light for the Loadies to begin despatching the sticks of paratroopers but his hand was suddenly not there anymore, just a bloody stump and cannon shells were exploding in the cockpit, destroying the instrument panel, and killing the co-
1853 pages, Kindle Edition
First published January 21, 2015
About the author
Andy Farman
24 books19 followersAndy Farman has so far published seven books, two of which were #1 best sellers on UK and Australian Amazon Kindle.
He was born in Cheshire, England in 1956 into a close family of servicemen and servicewomen who at that time were serving or who had served in the Royal Air Force, Royal Navy and British Army.
He joined the British Army as an Infantry Junior Leader in 1972 at the tender age of 15, serving in the Coldstream Guards on ceremonial duties at the Royal Palaces, flying the flag in Africa, and on operations in both Ulster and on the UK mainland.
In 1981 Andy swapped his green suit for a blue one with the Metropolitan Police.
With volunteer reservist service in both the Wessex Regiment and Royal Military Police he spent twenty four years in front line policing, both in uniform and plain clothes. The final six years as a police officer were served in a London inner city borough and wearing two hats, those of an operation planner, and liaison officer with the television and film industry.
His first literary work to be published was that of a poem about life as a soldier in Ulster, sold with all rights to a now defunct writers monthly in Dublin for the princely sum of £11 (less the price of the stamp on the envelope that the cheque arrived in.)
The 'Armageddon's Song' series began as a mental exercise to pass the mornings whilst engaged on a surveillance operation on a drug dealer who never got out of bed until the mid afternoon.
'Of Demons and Blue Moons' is a new genre for him, Swords & Sorcery with an adult flavour, but the military series continues with the first prequel, 'Shaw-Lt: USMC' set in Vietnam.
On retirement he emigrated with his wife to the Philippines where he dives for relaxation and is a member of the famous Asian running club 'The IGAT Runners'.
He was born in Cheshire, England in 1956 into a close family of servicemen and servicewomen who at that time were serving or who had served in the Royal Air Force, Royal Navy and British Army.
He joined the British Army as an Infantry Junior Leader in 1972 at the tender age of 15, serving in the Coldstream Guards on ceremonial duties at the Royal Palaces, flying the flag in Africa, and on operations in both Ulster and on the UK mainland.
In 1981 Andy swapped his green suit for a blue one with the Metropolitan Police.
With volunteer reservist service in both the Wessex Regiment and Royal Military Police he spent twenty four years in front line policing, both in uniform and plain clothes. The final six years as a police officer were served in a London inner city borough and wearing two hats, those of an operation planner, and liaison officer with the television and film industry.
His first literary work to be published was that of a poem about life as a soldier in Ulster, sold with all rights to a now defunct writers monthly in Dublin for the princely sum of £11 (less the price of the stamp on the envelope that the cheque arrived in.)
The 'Armageddon's Song' series began as a mental exercise to pass the mornings whilst engaged on a surveillance operation on a drug dealer who never got out of bed until the mid afternoon.
'Of Demons and Blue Moons' is a new genre for him, Swords & Sorcery with an adult flavour, but the military series continues with the first prequel, 'Shaw-Lt: USMC' set in Vietnam.
On retirement he emigrated with his wife to the Philippines where he dives for relaxation and is a member of the famous Asian running club 'The IGAT Runners'.
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August 15, 2019
Fabulous read,
I thought I had read the best of the war novels available but this rates along side the best. Realistically written. Gripping with some funny bits added in.
I thought I had read the best of the war novels available but this rates along side the best. Realistically written. Gripping with some funny bits added in.
October 1, 2021
Gripping read
Loved it, his deep knowledge of service life and humour brought the book to life for me. An excellent read.
Loved it, his deep knowledge of service life and humour brought the book to life for me. An excellent read.
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