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Reinhard Heydrich, Hitler's Security Chief is, in life, a master of deception...is he the same in death?
Reinhard Heydrich, Hitler's Security Chief is, in life, a master of deception...is he the same in death?

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For those of you who enjoy Historical Fiction, will love http://myBook.to/MiSDirection - available on Amazon Kindle
Reinhard Heydrich is a master of deception & pivotal in all Hitler does. In May 41 he flies Germany’s new president to Scotland as Hess makes his fruitless flight. He tells the Duke of Kent Churchill bombed London to have terror war excuse & reveals Jap-planned US strike. Is it just a cunning plot to give Germany strategic advantage? Churchill admits guilt to the King but justifies his deeds, then silences all in the peace plans. When Heydrich learns assassins are after him, he hatches a plan - you can visit my website and read two chapters of MiSDirection: http://www.richvens.co.uk/misdirection--assurance-sitzman-dossiers.html
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The Rising Sun - On 27th September 1940 Hitler and Mussolini duly signed the tri-partite pact with Japan, the purpose of which the parties agreed, was to keep the U.S. out of the war. Heydrich, though, was convinced that the information coming to him from his sources in the States, Singapore, Hong Kong and above all Japan itself, made it inevitable that America would be dragged screaming into a war with Japan that would do the Fatherland no favours....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website and available to buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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The Rising Sun - On 27th September 1940 Hitler and Mussolini duly signed the tri-partite pact with Japan, the purpose of which the parties agreed, was to keep the U.S. out of the war. Heydrich, though, was convinced that the information coming to him from his sources in the States, Singapore, Hong Kong and above all Japan itself, made it inevitable that America would be dragged screaming into a war with Japan that would do the Fatherland no favours....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website and available to buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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'The Rising Sun' .... After a while, he was holding a steady course for Augsburg, approaching the lone peak that shielded the festival town of Bayreuth from the cutting north wind. Hanna kissed him on the cheek, “Right, your five minutes starts now!” Osikawa flew steadily on as Hanna prepared herself for his reward. “You’re finding this too easy; I shall have to throw the occasional handicap at you.”
“That’s not fair – it wasn’t part of the bet.”
“I know, mein Schatz, but it was part of my plan...you can visit my website and read two chapters of MiSDirection: http://www.richvens.co.uk/misdirection--assurance-sitzman-dossiers.html
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'The Rising Sun' .... After a while, he was holding a steady course for Augsburg, approaching the lone peak that shielded the festival town of Bayreuth from the cutting north wind. Hanna kissed him on the cheek, “Right, your five minutes starts now!” Osikawa flew steadily on as Hanna prepared herself for his reward. “You’re finding this too easy; I shall have to throw the occasional handicap at you.”
“That’s not fair – it wasn’t part of the bet.”
“I know, mein Schatz, but it was part of my plan...you can visit my website and read two chapters of MiSDirection: http://www.richvens.co.uk/misdirection--assurance-sitzman-dossiers.html
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The flea-ridden band of raw recruits greedily mopped up the eggs and biscuits they had yesterday liberated from a Romanian farm and, if they did what they were told and survived the day, their platoon leader Rudolf Hess promised they would be treated to chicken and potatoes for dinner. He grabbed his rifle and briefed them to stay close to him and keep their heads down. Crouching low, eyes skinned for booby traps, he led them through woodland where birds were in chorus to welcome the sun. He angrily signalled to his men to stop their nervous chatter, which risked alerting the enemy in a forward trench they were trying to capture. They were halfway now and well within the range of enemy fire but all was quiet and he was confidently urging his men on...he barely heard the shot before a searing pain spread through his chest. As his men returned covering fire, he had crawled back to his own lines, in agony.
 
Later while recovering his health he had decided to apply to become a fighter pilot. He was delighted when accepted as suitable material. He had shown high aptitude in training and was looking forward to a dashing début as a lieutenant at his allotted airfield in northern France when, barely without warning, the ‘War-to-End-Wars’ was fizzling out before he could fire an airborne shot in anger....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website or buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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The flea-ridden band of raw recruits greedily mopped up the eggs and biscuits they had yesterday liberated from a Romanian farm and, if they did what they were told and survived the day, their platoon leader Rudolf Hess promised they would be treated to chicken and potatoes for dinner. He grabbed his rifle and briefed them to stay close to him and keep their heads down. Crouching low, eyes skinned for booby traps, he led them through woodland where birds were in chorus to welcome the sun. He angrily signalled to his men to stop their nervous chatter, which risked alerting the enemy in a forward trench they were trying to capture. They were halfway now and well within the range of enemy fire but all was quiet and he was confidently urging his men on...he barely heard the shot before a searing pain spread through his chest. As his men returned covering fire, he had crawled back to his own lines, in agony.
 
Later while recovering his health he had decided to apply to become a fighter pilot. He was delighted when accepted as suitable material. He had shown high aptitude in training and was looking forward to a dashing début as a lieutenant at his allotted airfield in northern France when, barely without warning, the ‘War-to-End-Wars’ was fizzling out before he could fire an airborne shot in anger....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website or buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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The flea-ridden band of raw recruits greedily mopped up the eggs and biscuits they had yesterday liberated from a Romanian farm and, if they did what they were told and survived the day, their platoon leader Rudolf Hess promised they would be treated to chicken and potatoes for dinner. He grabbed his rifle and briefed them to stay close to him and keep their heads down. Crouching low, eyes skinned for booby traps, he led them through woodland where birds were in chorus to welcome the sun. He angrily signalled to his men to stop their nervous chatter, which risked alerting the enemy in a forward trench they were trying to capture. They were halfway now and well within the range of enemy fire but all was quiet and he was confidently urging his men on...he barely heard the shot before a searing pain spread through his chest. As his men returned covering fire, he had crawled back to his own lines, in agony.
 
Later while recovering his health he had decided to apply to become a fighter pilot. He was delighted when accepted as suitable material. He had shown high aptitude in training and was looking forward to a dashing début as a lieutenant at his allotted airfield in northern France when, barely without warning, the ‘War-to-End-Wars’ was fizzling out before he could fire an airborne shot in anger....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website or buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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The flea-ridden band of raw recruits greedily mopped up the eggs and biscuits they had yesterday liberated from a Romanian farm and, if they did what they were told and survived the day, their platoon leader Rudolf Hess promised they would be treated to chicken and potatoes for dinner. He grabbed his rifle and briefed them to stay close to him and keep their heads down. Crouching low, eyes skinned for booby traps, he led them through woodland where birds were in chorus to welcome the sun. He angrily signalled to his men to stop their nervous chatter, which risked alerting the enemy in a forward trench they were trying to capture. They were halfway now and well within the range of enemy fire but all was quiet and he was confidently urging his men on...he barely heard the shot before a searing pain spread through his chest. As his men returned covering fire, he had crawled back to his own lines, in agony.
 
Later while recovering his health he had decided to apply to become a fighter pilot. He was delighted when accepted as suitable material. He had shown high aptitude in training and was looking forward to a dashing début as a lieutenant at his allotted airfield in northern France when, barely without warning, the ‘War-to-End-Wars’ was fizzling out before he could fire an airborne shot in anger....read two full chapters of MiSDirection on my website or buy on Amazon Kindle http://myBook.to/MiSDirection

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