Danny McG
Lid closed, monkey dead.
This scary story sets off like a typical late seventies/ early eighties spy thriller.
Within the first hundred pages you find yourself drawn into a deeply unsettling step by step account of how the USSR defeats NATO and siezes control of Western Europe, including Britain.
Even now, with the Berlin Wall long gone, it seems all too plausible.
Scenes of infiltrating the SAS barracks and killing them all with nerve gas as they sleep, Royals and titled aristocracy getting loaded into cattle trucks, major airports taken over and massive flights of troops coming in while the media (at gunpoint) broadcast appeasement and compliance with the new diktats.
All taking place in two days over the festive season while the high level decision makers are mainly out of touch.
Almost forty years later it still makes you want to rush to the barricades while screaming at our politicians to immediately start building up our armed forces.
Within the first hundred pages you find yourself drawn into a deeply unsettling step by step account of how the USSR defeats NATO and siezes control of Western Europe, including Britain.
Even now, with the Berlin Wall long gone, it seems all too plausible.
Scenes of infiltrating the SAS barracks and killing them all with nerve gas as they sleep, Royals and titled aristocracy getting loaded into cattle trucks, major airports taken over and massive flights of troops coming in while the media (at gunpoint) broadcast appeasement and compliance with the new diktats.
All taking place in two days over the festive season while the high level decision makers are mainly out of touch.
Almost forty years later it still makes you want to rush to the barricades while screaming at our politicians to immediately start building up our armed forces.
