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In 1968, Gary Linderer was finishing out his tour of duty in Vietnam. He was part of a LRP team (long range reconnisance) inserted behind enemy lines. The harrowing story might have been one of those "Rambo" type stories, or a scathing indictment of the powers that be, but his story is that of a young man who was part of a team of extremely skilled men who really loved their job. The Rangers are a group of men who combined military expertise with a unique set of wilderness skills required for their kind of work. This most personal of memoirs recounts freinds lost, frightening nights spent sleping in the jungle surrounded by enemy soldiers, gathering information, and calling in artillery barrages on the enemy camps which they were only meters from at some points.

For someone such as myself who has grown up with an abiding love and respect for wilderness survival, it humbles you to the core. Imagine having to put all of your survival, tracking, concealement, and woodsmanship skills to the test, while all the time having to evade an enemy who particularly hates your type of soldier because you operate in his home territory!