The Unknown World War 2 Battles Book

ISBN-13: 9783565078592 / Angielski / Miękka / 2025 / 192 str.

Auke de Haan

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The war's marquee matches get the marble memorials, but dig into the ditches and you'll find the real rot: Peleliu's coral hell where Marines chewed through Japanese caves for a airstrip that barely mattered, or the Admin Box in Burma where a ragtag British box held off a division with Bren guns and bully beef, turning imperial overreach into a jungle farce. These weren't set pieces-they were the sloppy seconds of strategy, where colonels scribbled orders on soggy maps while typhus feasted and supply ships ghosted the horizon. Hurtgen Forest swallowed divisions in its fir-choked jaws, a six-month slog of fog and frags that chewed up more Yanks than the Bulge, all for a road to nowhere.Pivot to the fringes, and the weirdness ramps: Arctic PQ-17 convoy, where 24 merchantmen scattered like panicked sheep under Luftwaffe shadows, feeding wolfpacks a banquet of tanks and tinned spam meant for Murmansk. Or the Four Days of Naples, civilians torching their own city to boot the Nazis out before the Allies strolled in-spontaneous chaos that flipped the script on liberation parades. In the East, forgotten flanks like Lake Ladoga's ice-road runs smuggled Leningrad's last loaves past cannon fire, while Italian ridges at Cassino turned Gothic Line into a goat-track graveyard, monks praying over the rubble as GIs clawed for every crag.By '45, even the endgame hid hacksaws: Castle Itter's bizarre standoff, where American POWs, French VIPs, and defecting Germans barricaded a tennis club against SS diehards, machine guns chattering over champagne cellars. These scraps weren't footnotes-they were the war's wiring, frayed threads that shorted grand plans and stitched survival from spite. This book's your foxhole flashlight, illuminating why the "good war" felt like bad luck to the grunts who ground it out in the dark.

The war's marquee matches get the marble memorials, but dig into the ditches and you'll find the real rot: Peleliu's coral hell where Marines chewed through Japanese caves for a airstrip that barely..