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#1 The heat in the Rhodesian desert was intense. It was not long before all the feeling in your arms was lost as the straps bit deep into your shoulder muscles, cutting off the blood supply.
#2 The patrol leader and several other sergeants were hunched over the map, trying to find water. It was getting dark, and we were making one last attempt to find water before it got too dark to continue.
#3 We were lost in the hottest, driest country in Rhodesia. We had no water, no radio communication with headquarters, and we had no idea where we were. We had arrived at the trees en masse, like a bunch of drunks, hope written over our blistered faces.
#4 I had lost all sense of time and feeling. I was just an animal trying to survive. I was in fact a lot better off than many of my comrades, who had lapsed into a semi-coma.

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Publié par	Everest Media LLC
Date de parution	05 avril 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781669379065
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	1 Mo

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#1

The heat in the Rhodesian desert was intense. It was not long before all the feeling in your arms was lost as the straps bit deep into your shoulder muscles, cutting off the blood supply.

#2

The patrol leader and several other sergeants were hunched over the map, trying to find water. It was getting dark, and we were making one last attempt to find water before it got too dark to continue.

#3

We were lost in the hottest, driest country in Rhodesia. We had no water, no radio communication with headquarters, and we had no idea where we were. We had arrived at the trees en masse, like a bunch of drunks, hope written over our blistered faces.

#4

I had lost all sense of time and feeling. I was just an animal trying to survive. I was in fact a lot better off than many of my comrades, who had lapsed into a semi-coma.

#5

The Chewore Wilderness Area is famous for its vast herds of buffalo, abundant rhino, lion, leopard, elephant, and most types of African wildlife. It is an untouched area, except for the occasional hunting camp and game ranger’s house.

#6

I was on a patrol with the Rhodesian Special Air Service when we came across a sleeping rhino. I was deciding what to do next when I heard a snoring-like sound coming from the tree under which the rhino was standing. I could not believe my eyes.

#7

The first body I saw was that of my troop sergeant, who had died from a gunshot. The sight of the gaping hole and the blood was all new, and all frightening. The fact that the dead person was my friend did not help.

#8

The hours of darkness passed slowly. A deep silence fell over the camp, broken only by the sobbing of the man involved in the accidental shooting. As the night progressed, the shooter became more and more difficult to control, wanting to kill himself one minute and the next asking his God for forgiveness.

#9

The incident that set the pattern for my career in the Rhodesian army happened in 1972, while I was serving with Support Group RLI. We were training in Shamva when an explosion occurred, and I was thrown to the ground by the force of the blast. I began to hear moaning and cries for help.

#10

I was in a training exercise when I discovered the cause of the death and destruction I was standing in: a high-explosive bomb had blown a hole in the mortar barrel. The training was back in full swing an hour and a half later.

#11

I was a corporal in the Rhodesian Light Infantry, and I was on a mission to find a plane that had been shot down by Frelimo. We were north of the Zambezi River in Tete Province, Mozambique, searching for the plane and its pilots.

#12

I decided to leave the path we were on to try and find my position. The map indicated that the river I was going to follow was about four hundred meters to the west of the path. The going was difficult as our rifle barrels and webbing were constantly getting caught up in the thick undergrowth.

#13

The patrol had a medic pack that contained a drip, one ampoule of morphine, a syringe, some headache tablets, a lot of bandages, and one tube of antiseptic cream. Nothing that could ease the agonizing discomfort we were now suffering.

#14

I had to go through with the mission, even though it meant risking being uplifted by helicopter. I was itchy, and the welts on my bleeding legs and arms still burned, but I felt 100 percent better than I did three hours ago.

#15

The sun sets quickly in Africa, so I had to find a way to leave the path and find a safe place to sleep. I decided to sleep where I was standing. It was dangerous walking at night, so I only did it when I had no other option.

#16

The plane was eventually found, hanging high off the ground in some massive trees. It was a Trojan, the Rhodesian name for the Italian Aermacchi AL-60. It was slow, clumsy, and noisy, and a death trap for the pilot if used in the combat role.

#17

The bodies of the pilots were found buried next to a small slow-flowing steam, no more than ten meters from the base of the trees where the aircraft was hanging. They had been buried no more than two to three days. The smell of rotting flesh was becoming overpowering.

#18

The bodies were eventually transported back to Rhodesia. The helicopter used to uplift the bodies also dropped a container of plastic explosive. This was used to blow up the aircraft so that it could not be used for propaganda purposes or to prove that the Rhodesian army was operating in Mozambique.

#19

We were sent to Mozambique to help locate the perpetrators of an attack on a village. The area was thickly wooded with extremely thick undergrowth along the rivers. It was also the home of the mopane fly and the stinging nettle.

#20

I was with the Rhodesian army as it tracked Frelimo guerrillas in the Veldskoene, or Afrik, bush. We were constantly fired at by Frelimo, and we had to run away. We sounded like a Russian T-54 battle tank.

#21

I was part of a patrol that went to ambush a group of terrorists at a cattle dip. The night was hot and dark, and the rain came down in buckets. We smelt like dung beetles and mosquitoes, and were bitten constantly.

#22

The normal tactic of a terrorist group was to mine all the roads in the area of the incident, but I was safe because I took one trooper with me for protection. I proceeded nervously up the road in the direction from which I knew the vehicles would come.

#23

I was a nineteen-year-old corporal in

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