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Blood Money

By: Bill Barber
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During the 1970s the continent of Africa was consumed by conflict. The many wars which were being fought attracted ex soldiers from far and wide who were prepared to fight for money. This is one man’s story. Blood Money is a sensational account of mercenary warfare at its most brutal, you are led on a heart-stopping journey through African civil war zones to the Rhodesian bush war. The author pulls no punches in his description of those times. It’s a terrific roller-coaster of a book which will leave the reader breathless as they are plunged headlong into the action.
“The fear in the pit of my stomach rose like the liquid in a thermometer in time to the increasing noise. There, all diesel smoke and fury, came the first tank. The T55 hove into view then stopped, moved, stopped, moved as it jerkily attempted to negotiate the corner. It was obvious that whoever was driving could only manage the tank along straight roads! Eventually, after about six attempts, the tank made the turn and began the slow approach along the road. Another tank followed on, then a third, both having taken the corner with no more skill than their mate. Where were the infantry? There were none to be seen? “Stand by! Stand by!” I shouted at the top of my lungs……… .......We’d arranged that one of the other teams, hidden in a building across the road would be first to open fire. When they did it would be our cue to unload. I shifted my position slightly to adjust my view through the loophole. The tanks were close now, the lead one being no more than thirty metres from where I was waiting….”
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