検索キーワード： 制作 "SAGA EGMONT" 戦争・軍事

John Blackthorne, in dienst van koningin Elizabeth I, lijdt na maanden zwerven schipbreuk voor de kust van Japan. Als gevangene van de machtige Toranaga wordt Blackthorne een pion en een onbewuste troef in een bloederige strijd om de macht. Door zijn relatie met de raadselachtige vertaalster Mariko past Blackthorne zich langzaam aan de vreemde Japanse cultuur aan. Terwijl een oorlog om de heerschappij over Japan dreigt, raakt Blackthorne verscheurd in zijn loyaliteit, en zijn leven onlosmakelijk verbonden met het land en zijn mensen.

The greatest moment in Roman history, from the perspective of the man who could have had it all.Julius Caesar is dead. Mark Antony, his second in command, is surely also in the sights of the assassins.But for Antony, where there is danger, there is opportunity. Can he seize the chance, and replace Caesar as Rome's undisputed ruler? The portents are good until a young man named Octavian appears, claiming to be Caesar's heir... The following months and years are a time of shifting alliances, betrayals and score-settling.

Ein Anruf über sein Satellitentelefon reißt Michael Sander aus der Beziehungskrise. Golonins Lebensversicherung sind geheime Informationen zum Untergang der MS Estonia. Plötzlich steht Michael selbst auf der Abschussliste sämtlicher nationaler und internationaler Geheimdienste. Jetzt muss er nicht nur all seine operativen Fähigkeiten zum Einsatz bringen, sondern auch die Probleme mit Lene Sander lösen, wenn er überleben will.

John Blackthorne, in dienst van koningin Elizabeth I, lijdt na maanden zwerven schipbreuk voor de kust van Japan. Als gevangene van de machtige Toranaga wordt Blackthorne een pion en een onbewuste troef in een bloederige strijd om de macht. Door zijn relatie met de raadselachtige vertaalster Mariko past Blackthorne zich langzaam aan de vreemde Japanse cultuur aan. Terwijl een oorlog om de heerschappij over Japan dreigt, raakt Blackthorne verscheurd in zijn loyaliteit, en zijn leven onlosmakelijk verbonden met het land en zijn mensen.

Den tidigare elitsoldaten Joel Adler är nu en fri man efter sin häktning, och är redo att lämna livet som frihetsberövad bakom sig. Han hinner knappt sätta en fot utanför häktet innan han möts av den mexikanske mannen Javier, som står utanför grindarna och väntar på honom. Javier tar Joel till den förmögna affärsmannen Louis som fruktar att dottern Izabela är i stor fara och måltavla för den mexikanska kartellen. Han ber Joel att agera livvakt för henne i utbyte mot en stor summa pengar. Louis är övertygad om att Joel är den bäst lämpade för jobbet och riskerar inget sämre för sin dotter.

Massacres, invasions, plots. An Emperor on the edge. An Empire in peril. Caracalla is on the warpath. Time, he has decided, to put his enemies in their place. To invade the Parthians at the edge of the Empire. To destroy everything in his way. For Imperial Assassin Silus, this is a time of crisis. Forced to guard the Emperor as part of his elite bodyguard, Silus knows that the situation is untenable. As everything threatens to crumble, Silus must make the ultimate choice... and face the ultimate sacrifice.

Il 12 marzo 2034 il commodoro della Marina militare degli Stati Uniti – Sarah Hunt – si trova sul ponte della sua nave ammiraglia, nel Mar Cinese Meridionale, quando intercetta un peschereccio in avaria. Lo stesso giorno, il maggiore Chris "Wedge" Mitchell, aviatore della marina statunitense, sta testando una nuova tecnologia invisibile sorvolando con un F-35E Lightning lo stretto di Hormuz, sul confine dello spazio aereo iraniano. Entro la fine della giornata, Wedge sarà un prigioniero iraniano e la Marina militare cinese avrà affondato la nave di Sarah Hunt.

Está congelando a -38oC. Stalingrado, inverno de 1942-1943. Um vento frio varre as planícies, jogando cristais de gelo em nossos rostos. Estamos marchando por milhares de corpos congelados. Os generais da SS estão marchando na frente do comboio, silenciosos e distanciados. Notamos que o general da SS está bravo há um tempo, um fanático que quer morrer em batalha, levando consigo tantos quanto possível.

Tiny aterrissa sobre a parte traseira do tanque—isso é suicídio—e esvazia a metralhadora dentro do veículo. Rápido, ele pula para o chão e joga uma granada de mão, com força, pela torreta aberta. O tanque pesado roda sem controle, esmaga alguns britânicos sob suas esteiras e bate na lateral da montanha, explodindo em um inferno de chamas. Os soldados alemães da divisão Panzer atacam com lança-chamas e granadas de fósforo. Não fazem prisioneiros, os sobreviventes são eliminados impiedosamente.

Os soldados do 27o batalhão dos punidos batem em retirada. Bombas aliadas estão espalhadas por cidades alemãs e estão sujeitas a uma terrível remoção. Os tanques se arrastam pela estepe russa durante um inverno brutal, em uma marcha mortal que não parece ter fim. Milhares de refugiados inundam as estradas. Os jatos de guerra russos voam baixo, como açougueiros, transformando a massa de refugiados em gritos aterrorizados atravessando os céus.

Um comando especial do regimento de criminosos, vestindo uniformes russos, tomam quatro tanques russos T-34. Reconhecimento remoto atrás das linhas russas no Cáucaso. O ano é 1942. Por horas a fio, os tanques passam em direção ao leste. Grupos russos os desafiam diversas vezes. Seguimos os soldados em sua luta desesperada para encontrar o caminho de volta para as linhas alemãs. As distâncias são enormes, os amigos são poucos e a morte sempre os persegue.

O som horrível das esteiras do tanque se aproxima mais e mais. Conheço este medo que sobe pela minha espinha. Certamente morreremos se começarmos a correr cedo demais. Não sei como nos levantamos, as pernas simplesmente começaram a se mover automaticamente. O tanque se move sobre o buraco, esmagando tudo e continuando seu caminho.

Two great nations fighting against a common enemy. Who will survive? When a US Embassy in South-East Asia is bombed by followers of terrorist Osama bin Laden, the US and UK decide it is time to act against the terrorist leader by striking at his stronghold in Afghanistan. Perfect for fans of Alex Shaw, L. T. Ryan and Chris Ryan. Johnny "Two Combs" Howard is a bestselling author of three books based on his experiences in the Regiment. Following his military career, John worked in a variety of leadership and management roles in Iraq, Afghanistan, and Africa.

1940. Dunkirk is over? Will Britain fight on or talk peace? Fugitive and Hitler admirer, Billy Houston, craves a Nazi-run Britain. Needing money and intent on burglary, it ends in murder. But he’s in luck, his victim has in his possession the entire anti-invasion plans for Southern Britain, this while Armistice talks are slated to take place on the Isle of Wight. A desperate Billy makes contact with Rudi Graebner, a German naval officer and spy embedded in the Spanish Embassy. The two have nothing in common - they instinctively take a dislike to each other and trust is at a premium.

War is dangerous in itself but when someone is at war with themselves at the same time, it becomes even more dangerous. Within two weeks of the Argentine invasion of the Falkland Islands, four men of Boat Troop, B Squadron, 22 SAS, are on the islands too. It is the mission of these four men to gather vital intelligence, with Argentine patrols everywhere. The rest of B Squadron are tasked with a suicide mission -- an attack on the Argentine airbase in the mainland. In charge is a man unafraid to risk the lives of his men in search of greater personal glory.

Most of this story is true; the rest of it could so easily have been. Boat Troop are sent up river into war-torn Sierra Leone on a mission to secure a vital ore mine. While the men battle their way up river past vicious hippos and poisonous snakes, political events are rapidly overtaking the city-based HQ. As the balance of power swings between government and rebels, HMG wavers in its intentions. Soon after Boat Troop arrive at the mine they discover they are out on their own... and with the extra burden of civilians to hamper their task.

Les luttes sanglantes des partisans se font entendre dans les Balkans. Une pluie de grenades à main tombe sur la rue. Des feux de mitraille tombent, depuis les toits, sur le bataillon de chasseurs. Les soldats gémissants se traînent à la recherche d'un refuge. Des cocktails Molotov explosent en provocant des cavités énormes et le liquide incendié tombe sur les humains et le matériel. - Partisans, bafouille le commandant épouvanté et il saute du véhicule. Porta salue et sourit, en faisant l'idiot. - Je vais informer le Commandant qu'on nous attend pour la fête !

Porta lutte pour que le colossal char blindé reste entre la colonne des soldats. Un moment d'inattention et il aurait pu écraser la compagnie au complet. Une énorme boule de feu tombe juste devant le char, entre les sapins. Les soldats panzer plongent hors des blindés pour chercher refuge. Les yeux remplis de terreur et les cœurs battant à grands coups, ils attendent la mort, sous le soleil. Un mur de feu gigantesque s'érige vers le ciel. - Organes de Staline, murmure Heide craintif. Porta accélère le moteur.

Le Légionnaire tourne le canon de sa mitraillette. Les traces de fumée dévorent les ventres des officiers. Ils s'écroulent brusquement sur la neige, qui se teint de rouge. Au fur et à mesure que les soldats, couverts de peaux, s'avancent dans les bois, des cris de bêtes sont entendus. Ils se trouvent sur le front russo-finlandais. Les mitraillettes résonnent jusqu'à vider leurs chargeurs. Le peloton du Vieux, avec le colossal Petit-Frère et Porta qui jouent les rôles principaux, lutte sauvagement derrière les lignes russes.

"Le soldat inconnu de la deuxième guerre mondiale possède maintenant son monument" Morgenavisen, Norvège. Nous entendons les chenilles des tanks qui s'approchent. – Un T-34. Ils nous ont sûrement découverts, murmure Petit-Frère. Ne bougez pas tant qu'il n'arrive pas ici, après on s'enfuira ! L'affreux bruit des chenilles se rapproche de plus en plus. Je connais l'angoisse qui parcourt la colonne vertébrale. Courir une seconde trop tôt, c'est la mort assurée. Je ne sais pas comment nous sommes parvenus à nous lever ; les jambes fonctionnent automatiquement.