This book was well researched and the action was very realistic. The lot was a little wonky to say the least and that why it got three stars. The ending left something to be desired and made me wonder how the author could just let the story go like that. I did like the explanation that the author...
In March, 1945 American President, Franklin D. Roosevelt was at his retreat at Warm Springs resting before an anticipated appearance at the founding conference of the United Nations. He had become increasingly frail and ill into his 4th term as President, but this had been kept from the public, s...
One of the most enjoyable reads in the recent times. The author does right to the wrongs the German people in the annuls of history were put through for what was the fault of Hitler and his henchmen. That and how he shows that the so called Titans of war were just petty men at the breakfast table...
David L. Robbins’s novel War of the Rats tells the story of the siege of Stalingrad from a very personal nature. One character sets the tone by asking, “Will this war overlook nothing? Is it beginning to hunt for us now by name, one at a time?”. The story centers around four viewpoint characters-...
In 1943, the biggest tank battle in history occurs in the fields around Kursk and Prokhorovka. Robbins interweaves four basic storylines: the old Cossack Dimitri, a tank driver under (literally) his son Valentin, the tank commander, deals with the war through the eyes of a traditionalist and cla...
With his acclaimed novels of World War II, David L. Robbins awakened a generation to the drama, tragedy, and heroism of some of history’s greatest battles. Now he delivers a gripping and authentic story set against one of our greatest wartime achievements: the Red Ball Express, six thousand truck...
LAMMECK AWOKE EARLY, SMELLING of cigarette smoke. It was a pub reek, beer and ashes, but without the banging head. Before rising from his pillow, Lammeck sniffed his armpits. A shower was in order. In the bath he turned on the water and brushed his tee...
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Robbins /* /*]]>*/ /**/ CHAPTER 17 July 9 1005 hours the village of Kriulkovo Outside the barn, the day promised to be hot. Thin tiers of light grinned in the space between the weathered wood slats. Inside the barn, the air stayed cool, there was room for the heat in the bare rafter...
The reek of fish, long sunk into the wood of the boat, curled his nostrils. He knelt beside his equipment. The guerrilla Gusto waited for him to lie down so he could replace the deck panel and cover all evidence of the American soldier. Bolick asked, “There’s no cha...
In his boxers, he carried his coffee mug to the porch to watch the sun rise. He wished he’d known Havana before the revolution, when well-to-do Americans like him had used the island as a playground. What a place, he thought, gazing across the turquoise water, listening to the sawing of insects i...
Kill the Germans! Kill all Germans! Kill! Kill! Kill! From a leaflet dropped to advancing troops, composed by the Russian propagandist Ilya Ehrenburg signed by Stalin * * * * THREE ...
She turned her back even as he barked questions. The girl knelt beside her partner and lifted the first rock to cover him again; Neels surged to spin her around to face him, to answer him. She snarled and slapped at him, coiling against the corpse. LB slid a hand inside Neels’s elbow to tug him b...