My reason for sitting down and putting pen to paper was due to a lack of good military yarns in print at that time. I felt there were too many novels that although well written were almost totally American in outlook, giving only lip service to other nations services.
There have also been too few novels of a major conflict that do not end with the wheeling out of ‘the secret weapon’ / super-secret technology (rather similar to the manner in which Greek playwrights ended the play with the involvement of ‘The Gods’). I am not sure if that is an over reliance in books on the superior technology aspect that became apparent during the Gulf War, or simply a deep desire to find an ending to the story. On that note I have to admit that before I began to write I would have used the term laziness on the part of those authors but after three years of trying to write, hold down a full time job and still have a life I am not so critical. I recognise that desire to just finish and have done with. I have not invoked any Gods in this, my first effort, at writing either to inspire the words to appear or to bring it to a sudden end. The weapons within the book are old or existing technology at the time of writing and with one exception the performance of those weapons is documented and public domain. I was unable to find any data on the effects of nuclear weapons detonated below the sea, and as such I admit to ‘winging it’ there.
Since I began writing, the SA-80 rifle in UK forces use has undergone some major, and very expensive re-working. It is by no means perfect but it has improved in terms of reliability, however it hangs a large question mark over the wisdom of those politicians who ordered its original distribution and over the integrity of the senior officers who permitted it to happen.
There are several novels that used World War 3 as the stage, most memorable for me have to be Harold Coyle’s ‘Team Yankee’, Tom Clancy’s ‘Red Storm Rising’ and Bob Forrest-Webb’s ‘Chieftains’. Bob’s book told the story from the viewpoint of the crew of a Royal Armoured Corp Chieftain tank, the only book about the British armed forces and it was superb.
This book has many viewpoints but the principle ground war in Europe is centred around a British Army infantry battalion and my reasons were that are A/ I am British, and B/ I am a former infantryman who served at the time the Warsaw Pact posed a very real threat.
There are heroes, heroines and villains from all sides of my fictitious global conflict and although you will pick up on my deep dislike of politicians I have even written a couple of good guys into their ranks — the laws of probability state they must exist somewhere, right?
Attempting to create a tale of global conflict as depicted in the books with contemporary levels of forces, particularly the land battles in Europe and Australia was a non-starter.
David Cameron’s declaration that the UK’s intelligence services abilities render British Armed Services unnecessary in order to justify further cutbacks was farcical and deluded as events since his taking office have shown. This did not save the Harrier fleet, regiments or warships though; it has not even provided aircraft for the new carriers either.
Therefore, in this tale the equipment and formations of post-Cold War 1998 have been restored.
I have never served in any navy or air force, let alone fought at sea or in the air, so please bear that in mind when you come across any errors because at the end of the day this book is only meant to be a means of harmless escapism.