What do you think?
Rate this book


In the dark and uncertain days of 1941 and 1942, when Rommel"s tanks were sweeping towards Suez, a handful of daring raiders were making history for the Allies. They operated deep behind the German lines, often driving hundreds of miles through the deserts of North Africa. They hid by day and struck by night, destroying aircraft, blowing up ammunition dumps, derailing trains, and killing many times their own number.
These were the SAS—Stirling"s desert raiders, the brainchild of a deceptively mild-mannered man with a brilliant idea. Small teams of resourceful, highly trained men would penetrate beyond the front lines of the opposing armies and wreak havoc where the Germans least expected it.
The Phantom Major is the classic account of these desert raids, an amazing tale of courage, impudence, and daring, packed with action and high adventure. An intimate record based on eyewitness accounts, this book still stands as the definitive history of the early years of the SAS.
Audio Cassette
First published June 1, 1958
The next day the men were taken up again. Their faces were strained and their fingers yellow from too many cigarettes. This time David was the first man to jump. The others followed in quick, orderly succession. The tests were successful.
The job of the S.A.S. was not to engage the enemy, but to outwit them. David knew exactly what advantage he could derive from both the element of surprise and the protection of the dark. He had all the cunning of the country-bred sportsman, and he also knew the moment to withdraw. His insistence was on achievement, not heroics; and as a result the S.A.S. won a reputation for both.
This brings one to the conclusion that the devotion David inspired in his men was based on confidence. This was repeatedly justified by the amazingly small casualties suffered by the unit; and it was further fortified by the fact that David never asked his men to undertake anything he himself would not do.
" If you've really got surprise," said David," you can get away with murder." This was an unintended joke but it made everyone laugh.
Although the men never knew it, these night tests were made progressively easier, for David believed a soldier's success in the dark depended largely on self confidence.
Security against the enemy was essential, but security against the British General Staff was vital.
Perhaps it is a British failing that although it encourages individuality in time of war, it is slow to learn the lessons in time of peace. That the S.A.S. sprang into being at all is a tribute to the inventiveness of the national character. It is inconceivable that this type of organisation could have flourished in any other army in the world. It was British to its fingertips. It was in the classic tradition of high-spirited boldness which has often brilliantly stamped the pages of English history.