Pearl Harbour - A Novel Of December 8th - Plot & Excerpts
All was silent, except for that clock, and the background noises of a ship laboring through heavy seas.His staff stood respectfully, no one stirring, no one seated except the architect of this day, this day that all knew would be the most fateful in the history of their people, their race, their island nation, and their sacred Emperor.Yamamoto took another cigarette from the silver case laid on the table by his side and reaching into his pocket pulled out a lighter, an American lighter, lit the cigarette, and then looked back at the clock.It ticked through another minute to midnight, Tokyo time, 8 December 1941.“It has begun,” Yamamoto, the most successful noted gambler in the Japanese navy, whispered to himself. On the Malayan Coast: 8 December 1941 12:03 a.m. Local Time Captain Cecil Stanford, eyes red-rimmed with exhaustion, lowered the heavy Zeiss night binoculars. The night was sticky, hot, and he rubbed the sweat from his face with a soiled handkerchief.Though he was technically a captain of the Royal Navy, his duties leading to this night had led him far from the deck of any ship ...
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