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Vlamgat: The Story of the Mirage F1 in the South African Air Force
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Author(s)Brigadier-General Dick Lord
Publisher30 Degrees South Publishers
ISBN / ASIN192014336X
ISBN-139781920143367
AvailabilityUsually ships in 1 to 3 weeks
Sales Rank1,555,957
CategoryHistory
MarketplaceUnited States 🇺🇸
Description
"Vlamgat", literally flaming hole in Afrikaans, was the nickname the South African Air Force (SAAF) gave to the Mirage F1, its formidable frontline jet fighter during South Africa s long border wars in South West Africa (Namibia) and Angola from the late 1960s to the late 1980s. Battling Soviet MiG-21s and -23s over African skies, the Vlammies, the Mirage pilots as they were affectionately known, acquitted themselves with distinction and honor.
Vlamgat is a gripping account of these pilots and their deeds of bravery; their experiences are authentically related with accuracy, humor and pathos by the author, himself a Vlammie. As Willem Hechter, former Chief of the SAAF, says in the foreword: Vlamgat deserves a place of pride in the long history of this, the second oldest air force in the world.
Perhaps it is the early morning chill that awakens them. They are mostly young but combat is a maturing process that can change a youth into an adult overnight.
At last they are suited up and have completed the briefing. The weapons are loaded and the aircraft are serviceable to fly. The pilots forget the anxieties and tension of the early morning hours.
The peace of the morning is shattered by the rising crescendo of the engine noise.
Then they are rolling into a steep dive upon the waiting target. Their hands inside their gloves are sweating; their mouths are dry.
Vlamgat is a gripping account of these pilots and their deeds of bravery; their experiences are authentically related with accuracy, humor and pathos by the author, himself a Vlammie. As Willem Hechter, former Chief of the SAAF, says in the foreword: Vlamgat deserves a place of pride in the long history of this, the second oldest air force in the world.
Perhaps it is the early morning chill that awakens them. They are mostly young but combat is a maturing process that can change a youth into an adult overnight.
At last they are suited up and have completed the briefing. The weapons are loaded and the aircraft are serviceable to fly. The pilots forget the anxieties and tension of the early morning hours.
The peace of the morning is shattered by the rising crescendo of the engine noise.
Then they are rolling into a steep dive upon the waiting target. Their hands inside their gloves are sweating; their mouths are dry.










