Buck Leigh was an ace pilot, capable of handling an aircraft in a way that most blokes could only dream about. David Walton had always been insanely jealous of his flying ability, ever since the days before the war when they’d both been in a flying circus. But now Walton had a chance to make […]
The dusty battered Hurricanes ranged far and wide over the desert, guns seeking out Nazi target after target. Every pilot was a crack-shot, men with nerves of steel and the courage of lions. All that was, except Pilot Officer David Groves. No matter how hard he tried, he just never made a success of anything.At […]
Night had fallen like a blanket over the silent desert. In the cover of the high dunes crouched three men —two RAF pilots and a Luftwaffe pilot. Only hours before they had been doing their very best to blast each other out of the sky, but now they were allies against a greater threat… […]
Follow the trail of red, he-man blood into the white heat of the man-killing Western Desert, and you’ll come across a hero… a little runt of a hero called Hank Hale, the one they all laughed at. All, that is, except the Nazis he met up with in the desert. For dead men seldom smile… […]
Pilot Officer Jonah Kingston had all the courage in the world – and he certainly needed it all to fight the bad luck that dogged him. Story: R. A. Montague Art: Mira Cover: Sanfeliz
In a rubber dinghy tossing about in the English Channel, ace R.A.F. pilot, Nick Nichols, told – for the first time – the truth about the day he shot down a British Hurricane in cold blood. It was some story… Story: McOwan Art: Amador Cover: Sanfeliz
Stifling desert heat, low-flying Messerschmitts, craftily-hidden mines: Second Lieutenant Neil Hamilton knew he had to face all these as an armoured car commander. But when he added in a private feud between himself and a fellow officer, he began to wonder how he’d find the time to fight the Jerries. Story: C. G. Walker Art: Bielsa […]
From the moment Jack Mitchell joined the R.A.F. and began his flying training as a pilot, he was a marked man. He was pointed out to strangers; his mates used to whisper about him; his every move was watched. And when his pilot’s wings were eventually pinned to his chest, even the R.A.F. expected great […]
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