(from back of the book)They were a rock'n' roll army, transported from America's heart to a desert on the far side of the world-boys in their teens and twenties, rolling across tforeign sands in sixty-ton war machines. For six weeks in 1991, their nation watched a "video-game war", fought from afar with computers and "smart weapons". But for the soldiers of Company C, the enemy was real....and waiting just over the rise-where, if Saddam's artillery didn't get you, perhaps your own guns would.
John Sack followed the boys of Company C through friendly and enemy fire enroute to one of the largest tank engagements in military history. And he watched them learn and fear and fight and grow in one hundred hair-raising hours at Al-Quarnain.
John Sack followed the boys of Company C through friendly and enemy fire enroute to one of the largest tank engagements in military history. And he watched them learn and fear and fight and grow in one hundred hair-raising hours at Al-Quarnain.
