It is the autumn of 1941 and the war is not going well for Britain. Europe is under the Nazi heel and the Russians are hard pressed. In the Mediterranean, Rommel and the Afrika Korps are causing havoc. Things look bleak.With no hope of starting a second front, the only way to strike directly at the Germans is with Bomber Command. Night after night, the bombers go out en masse to lay waste to the industrial heartland of the Ruhr. Starting his second tour, Flight Lieutenant Alex Carter is thrust back into the maelstrom. Posted to 363 squadron, he finds a unit down on its luck with an aircraft that is just as likely to kill you as the Germans are. Given a new crew of sprogs to look after, Carter will need to watch them as much as the enemy if he is going to survive.
I really wanted to enjoy this book, but unfortunately I found it difficult to follow. By midway, the story becomes very muddled, and the characters instantly forgettable. Others may enjoy this novel, but personally I found it incredibly boring and uninteresting.
I enjoyed reading this book. Now I understand a little of what the aircrew went through. The descriptions of the raids and return trips were riveting. I would have given 5 stars but I was irked by the storyline regarding their love lives.
Liked the story, but not the grammar. Oh dear! Once again, the proofreading hoodoo has raised its ugly head. The grammar is atrocious, the punctuation is worse, Carter becomes Cater, and these are just some of the faults which ruined a good story.
Really enjoyed it. Good character development, covering the human face of the bomber war from the middle years of ww2. Not many people woold have chosen the Manchester bomber to feature because of its bad reputation, yet crews did have to use it until something better came along.