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Len Deighton 3-Book War Collection Volume 1: Bomber, XPD, Goodbye Mickey Mouse
Len Deighton
Three classic novels of the Second World War by the ‘greatest war novelist of our time’, together in one e-bundle for the first time.During the years 1939-45 Europe was in the midst of a titanic struggle for supremacy, involving man and machine. The drama, horror, romance and excitement of that time is captured in three acclaimed novels by Len Deighton:Bomber – an epic masterpiece that tells the story of a fictional RAF bombing raid on a German industrial town in 1943. As events unfold we share the experience from the perspective of the bomber crew, their friends and family, the Luftwaffe pilots trying to stop them and the German townsfolk who will endure the incendiary onslaught.XPD – 1940: With Winston Churchill missing, a private aircraft takes off from a small town in France, while Adolf Hitler, the would-be conqueror of Europe, prepares for a clandestine meeting near the Belgian border. For more than forty years the events of this day have been Britain’s most closely guarded secret. Anyone who learns of them must die, with their file stamped: XPD – expedient demise…Goodbye Mickey Mouse – a vivid evocation of what it’s like to be at war, and in love, in wartime England. Two American fighter pilots are worlds apart but form a bond flying escort missions over Germany in the winter of 1944. Yet their friendship will be tested away from the heat of battle with far-reaching consequences for them and those they love.
Copyright (#ulink_e3601207-3c38-56bf-b6dc-d2241262c803)
These novels are entirely works of fiction. The names, characters and incidents portrayed in them are the work of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or localities is entirely coincidental.
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Bomber first published in Great Britain by Jonathan Cape Ltd 1970 XPD first published in Great Britain by Hutchinson & Co. (Publishers) Ltd 1981 Goodbye Mickey Mouse first published in Great Britain by Hutchinson & Co. (Publishers) Ltd 1982
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Source ISBNs: 9780586045442, 9780586054475, 9780586054482
Ebook Edition © SEPTEMBER 2013 ISBN: 9780007546503
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Table of Contents
Cover (#u24015395-8ec6-5cd1-b5f6-3cae432b55e1)
Copyright (#uddc0225b-91c5-5168-96eb-17bf63af8fa1)
Bomber (#uded270d0-ea31-5024-910b-398f04c7b80f)
XPD (#u9627d998-0104-582b-af71-7de7374291ad)
Goodbye Mickey Mouse (#ua6532090-f315-54b0-9aa0-a8203656d402)
Keep Reading (#u02d0227c-12a4-5d90-86d0-0b25e171909d)
About the Author (#u1cadeb9a-0b8f-5a5d-9142-770532e9f127)
Also by the Author (#ua6079ead-9c22-5948-91d5-fd5c58c8c56b)
About the Publisher (#u1e3d71da-2bb3-521d-bc93-7598b01009e0)
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LEN DEIGHTON
Bomber
Events relating to the last flight of an RAF Bomber over Germany on the night of June 31st, 1943
Epigraph (#ulink_2bf9446c-8c24-5ccf-84c2-bc8687c01b25)
Ritual: A system of religious or magical ceremonies or procedures frequently with special forms of words or a special (and secret) vocabulary, and usually associated with important occasions or actions.
Dr J. Dever,
Dictionary of Psychology (Penguin Books)
Between February 1965 and July 31st, 1968, the American bombing missions in Vietnam numbered 107,700. The tonnage of bombs and rockets totalled 2,581,876.
Keisinger’s Continuous Archives
The attitude of the gallant Six Hundred which so aroused Lord Tennyson’s admiration arose from the fact that the least disposition to ask the reason why was discouraged by tricing the would-be inquirer to the triangle and flogging him into insensibility.
F. J. Veale,
Advance to Barbarism (Mitre Press, 1968)
Table of Contents
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Title Page (#u3d21bded-4534-5f09-8838-f7820f68cba1)
Epigraph (#ub15f2d19-2d01-56ab-8c73-5f3079440881)
Map (#u2c33445f-f887-5a96-8981-bdab42baf194)
Introduction (#u164ad3d7-8def-5f13-bf05-73f3c9fc30f4)
Chapter One (#u084d06d4-70cf-5000-bd8a-bbddaac5e2b0)
Chapter Two (#u8f8916c1-be3b-5bbe-9700-ba2e287bba0e)
Chapter Three (#uce322129-d98e-5c8c-9332-4825acf7a6d6)
Chapter Four (#u66d2c3c9-7053-565f-894f-4a2ea5920fdd)
Chapter Five (#u1ecfe98b-0f86-5ec6-b051-9ef0c86be71b)
Chapter Six (#u03903118-ff25-5116-9ff2-fc7964561a56)
Chapter Seven (#u1f04ecc0-1043-52a5-8146-1c1825cf67d0)
Chapter Eight (#uc8228b1d-1e28-532b-9f33-6b7807b1117f)
Chapter Nine (#u448781a9-b5a9-53ff-bf11-aab6f227a2c7)
Chapter Ten (#u32b40f7d-089e-514f-9e1c-f3f7dd9ed5d3)
Chapter Eleven (#u9b127d8b-9dc9-5163-9f0b-eaad49a76014)
Chapter Twelve (#u391da966-7cc7-56ad-af40-dd3b935a794f)
Chapter Thirteen (#u427c3fcc-23f7-55ab-a547-292eae6bb83c)
Chapter Fourteen (#uf5a212cd-4e27-5c99-bbee-84bb6855e27d)
Chapter Fifteen (#uff1fa166-b220-58dc-b7a7-0c1765ab3426)
Chapter Sixteen (#u9856289b-7e27-5c8d-91e5-11412fb0bea0)
Chapter Seventeen (#udcc129a7-0efc-5e2c-b4c3-c27865450e20)
Chapter Eighteen (#u3eecf42a-688d-5ece-a4b0-21e324679526)
Chapter Nineteen (#u222416f8-8655-514f-9f4d-a7fa55d639bc)
Chapter Twenty (#u15351c4f-a276-509e-abf8-77829aed7e2b)
Chapter Twenty-One (#ueca19312-c8ef-50a4-b1f2-28dced77eb49)
Chapter Twenty-Two (#u1d695dd7-5532-5643-8d5a-0784eec46576)
Chapter Twenty-Three (#u92af81e7-922d-5a63-9a9b-f4f8c9e95e6e)
Chapter Twenty-Four (#udd300ba5-cdfb-5498-a482-49de73a1bd44)
Chapter Twenty-Five (#u7ae6494c-2f2a-5784-848f-0801f1a5bffd)
Chapter Twenty-Six (#u8bd1ab78-2ea4-5bd6-ac1f-d89a48727498)
Chapter Twenty-Seven (#u6bc712f9-238e-5a53-be53-9a3e25406728)
Chapter Twenty-Eight (#ubf406cbd-6b4f-5f53-86c1-083aa785a4c5)
Chapter Twenty-Nine (#u5027f234-e133-5bcd-9d06-8b5d574779a9)
Chapter Thirty (#ufafa7aca-0243-5817-bff5-e878a6b205c4)
Chapter Thirty-One (#u0f6f0cc9-0b01-5790-85a7-2645258b95ac)
Chapter Thirty-Two (#u21c2fae8-9afa-5120-9dcb-e563c256635d)
Chapter Thirty-Three (#u9696a10c-74a6-573e-a06c-509db0d8169e)
Chapter Thirty-Four (#u1b81120f-6d0c-5b36-8694-12e36619c085)
Epilogue (#u934c31ec-154b-5ab3-a4b5-c09b98160b1f)
Acknowledgements (#u91fc79ec-dd72-57e0-8ce8-b5dfd3aee749)
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Introduction (#ulink_68aff717-0b6b-50ef-87fb-2ddf3ac8456a)
Bomber was the first fiction book written using what is now called a ‘word processor’. In 1969 that name did not exist. It was an IBM engineer visiting my home at the Elephant and Castle in London to check my golfball typewriter, who asked me: ‘Do you know how many times your secretary has retyped this chapter?’ He waved pages in the air.
‘Half a dozen times?’ I said defensively. I knew my wonderful Australian secretary Ellenor Handley retyped chapters only when her typewritten words were almost obscured by my handwritten changes.
‘Twenty-five times,’ said the IBM man. ‘Your poor secretary!’
I tried to look repentant.
Along the street at the mighty Shell Centre, IBM had installed banks of computer-driven machines that produced printed in-house essentials such as instruction manuals.
‘Come along and see them,’ urged the IBM man. Being somewhat obsessed by machinery (while not really understanding it) I went along. Soon I became the only private individual permitted ownership of an IBM MT 72 computer. It was the size and shape of a small upright piano. I was very proud of that machine, I showed it to everyone who visited me, but it was Ellenor who mastered it.
My friend Julian Symons, the writer and doyen of critics, said I was the only person he knew who actually liked machines. ‘Perhaps you should write a book about them’, he said, only half seriously. That was the start of Bomber. Does everyone hate machines? Perhaps they do; so suppose I wrote a story in which the machines of one nation battled against the machines of another? Yes, I knew about that. I had been bombed every night for months at a time in London. The night bombing campaigns were fought in complete darkness, with both the enemy aircraft and the terrain below depicted only as tiny blips and blobs on glass screens. The combatants never saw their enemies. It had a spooky fascination for me but would such a grim mechanical theme overshadow a story’s human element?
The human element was already a difficult aspect of writing such a story. Most of the characters – both British and German – would be able-bodied young men chosen for their physical, emotional and psychological similarity. To make it more difficult, my preliminary notes showed that I would need a cast of well over a hundred of these similar young people. This meant a style that would bring a character to life in only a sentence or two of dialogue. And do it well enough for the reader to pick up on that character two or three chapters later. And I was determined to do it without resorting to crude regional pronunciations.
It was daunting. I began to talk to experts and discovered how deep I was going to have to dig for my research. German radar was very advanced by 1943; it was only after that that Anglo American technology took the lead. But the Germans lost their technical lead and lost the war too. That meant that very few people had taken any interest in the history of German air defences. I went to Germany and sought out the technicians and radar operators as well as the night-fighter pilots and Flak crews. Then I had to put their explanations together well enough to understand the basis of the German air defence system. The more I learned about it, the more it fascinated me.
If 1943 German radar controllers and night-fighter veterans were a complex challenge, then wait until I started to delve into the social life, scandals and Nazi-led politics of a small Westphalian town. Everyone seemed to have a war story. One lady found for me some striped overalls that she had made from her nurse’s uniform. A man I met in a restaurant had kept all his wartime documents and when I showed interest in them insisted that I kept them. My wife Ysabele’s fluent German was the key to this conversational research and greatly expanded the number of people and stories available to me.
It was almost overwhelming but it was too late to stop, and anyway I enjoy research. One large room of my London home was devoted entirely to Bomber. I collected everything available: films, air photos, logbooks, letters, recordings, tele-printer orders and target maps. Pasting aeronautical maps together I covered one whole wall with northern Europe. Tapes of the bomber routes, turning-points, dog-legs and feints showed each aircraft in the story. Tabs for times meant I could see where each fighter or bomber would be at any chosen moment.
The anchor of the story was to be found in England’s Bomber Command airfields. I knew many of them from my time in the RAF and I returned to see them again. My RAF veterans were great companions with anecdotes galore, and during my service years I had flown in Mosquitos and in Lancaster bombers. In Germany Adolf Galland found for me some of the best of his night fighter crews. The Dutch air force allowed me to spend some time on a military airfield that was very little changed from 1943. By amazing luck I was able to find, enter and climb around one of the very few Luftwaffe ‘Opera House’ command centres just days before its demolition began. It was a vast echoing place and by chance the demolition crews had left all the electric lights burning, probably for safety reasons. Back in London my good friends at the Imperial War Museum gave me a room filled with Luftwaffe instructional films about the night-fighter version of the Junkers Ju 88 and by bending the rules a little I also got to climb inside one.
Right from the first notes I had decided upon the twenty-four hour time format. It meant that I would describe only one RAF bombing raid but I could depict it in detail. By describing mechanical elements (such as the number of fragments into which the average anti-aircraft shell breaks) I wanted to emphasize the dehumanizing effect of mechanical warfare. I like machines but in wars all humans are their victims.
Len Deighton, 2009
Although I have attempted to make its background as real as possible this is entirely a work of fiction. As far as I know there were no Lancaster bombers named ‘Creaking Door’, ‘The Volkswagen’ or ‘Joe for King’. There was no RAF airfield named Warley Fen and no Luftwaffe base called Kroonsdijk. There was no Altgarten and there were no real people like those I have described. There was never a thirty-first day of June in 1943 or any other year.
