Name: Beyond the Wire: A Soldier's Perspective on the Iraq War (en Inglés)
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Author: Bryan, Ross
ISBN: 9781983167515

portada Beyond the Wire: A Soldier's Perspective on the Iraq War (en Inglés)

Formato

Libro Físico

Autor

Ross Bryan

Editorial

Independently Published

Idioma

Inglés

N° páginas

270

Encuadernación

Tapa Blanda

Dimensiones

22.9 x 15.2 x 1.5 cm

Peso

0.40 kg.

ISBN13

9781983167515

Categorías

Terrorismo y lucha armada

Beyond the Wire: A Soldier's Perspective on the Iraq War (en Inglés)

Ross Bryan (Autor) · Independently Published · Tapa Blanda

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Reseña del libro "Beyond the Wire: A Soldier's Perspective on the Iraq War (en Inglés)"

Squinting from a one-two punch of exhaustion and the eerie faded-brass hue of a desert sun that doesn't take breaks and never seems to want to, I'm trying to decide just how in the hell I ended up here. Here, being Iraq. Cavalry Scout. In the Army for that matter. Perhaps if I thought long and hard enough I could remember. I knew for damn sure that I had no shortage of time to work it out. My journey started six thousand miles to the west in a place called Ashtabula, Ohio. I had spent the better part of a year at a 3rd shift job in a factory on the far end of town, trying not to lose myself in the mullets and meth of the American Midwest. Then came 9/11. The images of those airplanes slamming into the NYC skyline like lawn darts playing on a constant loop on CNN. The attack had leant me a sense of purpose; I enlisted in the Army. Now here I was two years later, as far from Ashtabula as I could get, squinting in the dust and that godforsaken insane-colored sun. It all seemed to be drawing together into some kind of destiny; and before I ever saw Ohio again, before I got the chance to comprehend the paradise that Ashtabula really had been, there was Iraq. There was an eternity of gunfire and explosions and heat and blood and steel. Iraq was hell, and that was exactly where I was going.