Publisher's Synopsis
For five years, war raged across Europe. For four years, the Holocaust screamed. For three years, Russia lost its stronghold. For two years, Austerlitz murdered. For one day, until it changed. The immortal force owned rolls of ammunition that stretched from Tokyo to France. Mountains of steel. Yards of artillery. Heaps of soldiers. The foot deep wall of steel seemed to dominate Vesuvius. Fifty-thousand soldiers, as still as statues, stood with a twelve pound gun. The ships that broke dawn shattered on impact. Only three hundred sixty five thousand soldiers waited to invade. Every breath filled their throat with ammunition like bear traps waiting for mice. Million dollars worth of buildings stood upon any falling ships. This is Dusk, this is the final hinge, this is D-day.
