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The Hill [Paperback]

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  • Category: Books (Fiction)
  • Author:  Scott, Leonard B.
  • Author:  Scott, Leonard B.
  • ISBN-10:  0345490576
  • ISBN-10:  0345490576
  • ISBN-13:  9780345490575
  • ISBN-13:  9780345490575
  • Publisher:  Ballantine Books
  • Publisher:  Ballantine Books
  • Pages:  352
  • Pages:  352
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Binding:  Paperback
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1995
  • Pub Date:  01-May-1995
  • SKU:  0345490576-11-MPOD
  • SKU:  0345490576-11-MPOD
  • Item ID: 100280363
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Many good men would die, or survive forever scarred, in the fight for Hill 875

Ty is the grunt. The point man for his platoon with the uncanny instincts to see, hear, and smell out the hidden enemy. Jason is the favored one. The football hero picked for officer candidate school who determinedly leads his men into a slaughter ground from which most of them will never return.

Ty and Jason, Oklahoma brothers so different in character yet so close to soul, will reunite in the Battle of Dak To and in the harrowing battle for Hill 875—an insignificant piece of ground that will set stranger to kill stranger for no reason at all, and brother to save brother for the one reason that matters.

“An action-adventure novel at that genre’s best.”—Publishers Weekly“An action-adventure novel at that genre’s best.”Publishers WeeklyLeonard B. Scott(Col. USA ret.) is the author of the acclaimed novelsCharlie Mike, The Last Run, The Hill, The Expendables, The Iron Men, andForged in Honor. Scott retired in 1994 as a full colonel after a 27-year career in the United States Army, with assignments throughout the world. A veteran of Vietnam, he earned the Silver Star and Purple Heart.1
 
16 August, 1965, Meyers, Oklahoma
 
Jason Johnson pushed open the door of the John Deere store and stepped out into the dry Oklahoma heat. The stagnant, hot air smelled of baking dust. He strolled down the sizzling sidewalk, passing the stores and people he knew he would soon be missing. Meyers wasn’t much to look at, but it was his hometown. He knew all of the store owners and their families, right down to the names of their dogs. The center of town comprised only two blocks of stores and a stoplight, but it was a place big in heart, where everybody cared about everybody and nothing could stay secret for very long.
 
“Hiya, Jay.&rdquol“˜
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