Philip McCutchan (1920-1996) grew up in the naval atmosphere of Portsmouth Dockyard and developed a lifetime's interest in the sea. Military history was an early interest resulting in several fiction books, from amongst his large output, about the British Army and its campaigns, especially in the last 150 years.
More adventures of the Royal Navy. This time in the Pacific theater. Donald Cameron leads his ship and crew on another heroic mission. This one self designed as it went along.
This is a very enjoyable read. It is super fast paced and exciting all the way. It is the only McCutchan book I've read and a suitable light holiday piece it is, although I can't say if this typical fare. The style is to rapidly jump from character to character filling in their back story and emotions before events sweep them along - quite often enough to a grisly death. Curiously the only character who is merely brushed over is the hero, Cameron. Nevertheless everything happens so fast the reader can hardly become invested in any of the characters.
All this is reminiscent of the best kind of war comic - filled with action and identities, an excellent adventure with victory in the end. The action is a little bit over the top in its frenetic pace and remarkable results, but that makes for excitement and story. McCutchan knows his stuff and you learn a bit about Destroyers on the way too.
Absolute fiction, but still a book I couldn't put down, being an old destroyer man myself. Destroyers are the wolves of the sea, but as stated in this book, were expendable during wartime, to protect the capital ships.