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Salamandastron: A Tale From Redwall
The inhabitants of Redwall relax in the haze of summer--but as they do, the neighboring stronghold of Salamandastron lies besieged by the evil weasel army of Ferhago the Assassin. Worse still, Mara, beloved daughter of Urthstripe, Badger Lord of the Fire Mountain, is in terrible danger. Then a lightning bolt uncovers the sword of Martin the Warrior, and young Samkin embarks on an adventure that leads him to Mara. Can the good creatures triumph over the villainous Assassin?
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Biggles Learns To Fly
Biggles is back! And with new retro-style covers he'll be bigger than ever! He tilted the machine on to its side, holding up his nose with the throttle, and commenced to slip wing-tip first towards the ground. Whether he was over British or German territory he neither knew nor cared; he had to get on to the ground or be burnt alive.This is the story of the very beginning of the Air Service and of Biggles. It's the First World War and Biggles is just 17; the planes are primitive; combat tactics are non-existent; and pilots and their gunners communicate by hand signals and have no contact with the ground. This is where Biggles learns his craft and finds he has a certain aptitude for flying in battle
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Biggles The Camels Are Coming
Biggles is back! And with new retro-style covers he�ll be bigger than ever! The Camel closed up until it was flying beside him; the pilot smiling. Biggles showed his teeth in what he imagined to be an answering smile. You swine, he breathed:you dirty, unutterable, murdering swine! I'm going to kill you if it's the last thing I do on earth.Set in the last years of the First World War air combat has now become the order of the day and air duelling is a fine art. Biggles and his fellow pilots now have to contend with the enemy using their own British aircraft, a Sopwith Camel, to lure the British pilots to their deaths About the Author Captain W. E. Johns was born in Hertfordshire in 1893. He flew with the Royal Flying Corps in the First World War and made a daring escape from a German prison camp in 1918. Between the wars he edited Flying and Popular Flying and became a writer for the Ministry of Defence. The First Biggles story, Biggles the Camels are Coming was published in 1932, and W. E. Johns went on to write a staggering102 Biggles titles before his death in 1968
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Biggles Defends The Swastika
Biggles is back! And with new retro-style covers he'll be bigger than ever! Suffering rattlesnakes! What am I getting into? murmured Biggles, a ghost of a smile softening his face. First I'm sworn into the German Air Force; now, of all things, I'm a full-blown Gestapo Agent.Biggles is on a reconnaissance mission in Norway when the Germans invade without warning. If he can just get back to his plane he can leave Norway quickly and safely, but his old enemy Von Stalhein has heard that Biggles is in Norway, and he's determined to track him down About the Author Captain W. E. Johns was born in Hertfordshire in 1893. He flew with the Royal Flying Corps in the First World War and made a daring escape from a German prison camp in 1918. Between the wars he edited Flying and Popular Flying and became a writer for the Ministry of Defence. The First Biggles story, Biggles the Camels are Coming was published in 1932, and W. E. Johns went on to write a staggering 102 Biggles titles before his death in 1968
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Biggles Defends The Desert
Biggles is back! And with new retro-style covers he'll be bigger than ever! Hopelessness took him in its grip. He knew he was wandering in circles but he had ceased to care. All he wanted to do was drink. His skin began to smart. His feet were on fire It's the Second World War and Biggles is in the desert, defending the vital air-route from the West coast of Africa to the Middle East. Urgent stores, dispatches and important officials and officers are regularly flown over this route, but lately a number of planes have unaccountably failed to arrive at their destinations. They've disappeared on route and Biggles is there to find out why and stop it happening again.