This book is marketed as a chronicle of the British special forces raid to rescue a number of their soldiers who had been taken hostage by a local militia in the interminable civil wars of Sierra Leone. And for readers who have also seen the film Blood Diamonds much of the stories will resonate. The main crux of the problem with this style of marketing however is that many readers will buy it hoping for a tale of derring-do albeit with a less naïve, more gritty modern element to it. After all, the horrors of the war in Sierra Leone and the depravations inflicted upon the people of the nation by groups such as the RUF could hardly be discussed in anything like a rollicking style. But having said that, apart from a very brief initial section about the capture of the British troops almost the whole of the rest of the book is a somewhat dry but highly useful history of the background to the entire Sierra Leone situation. And this quite blatantly is not what the cover nor the blurb are offering.
The book drags on in its rendering of the distressing descent of this small African nature into a manmade bloodbath and you'll need to steel yourself to be able to tolerate reading of people - some only toddlers - having their limbs hacked off by drugged up psychopathic murderers. When things do wend their way to the actual point (you know, the reason you bought the book) things become somewhat anticlimactic. The author quite simply can't give a lot of detail beyond what appears to have been in the public domain and given the fanatical secrecy that surrounds the various SAS units of the world there is little enough of that. It strikes the reader on a number of occasions that one of the reasons why we are told all sorts of extraneous details like a helicopter having to have its' engine changed in just seven hours is firstly to give credit where it's due but also to pad out the book so it looks like the author knew what was really going on. Or, given he was a sometime serviceman in the intelligence corps of the British Army, perhaps what he knew he'd be able to publish.
So in summation this book both fails and succeeds. As an exciting read it fails. Mainly because as a fairly unencumbered history lesson it succeeds. Certainly many servicemen will find some use in its' details of the work of the rear echelon chaps and how many steps had to be put into place before the `go' button could be pressed. But for someone looking for a harrowing though exciting expose of a little known slice of modern combat history this book will be underwhelming despite its' qualities.