The Second World War is overdone. This is obvious if you've tried to watch any war film over the last 70 years. As despite the fact that it was obviously incredibly important, and still sadly shapes the socopolitical paradigm that we find ourselves in, it's also become incredibly stale. After all, how many times are we going to watch the exact same movie about Googa Johnny Yank, who is lore dumped to be a Jew and/or Polish "person", malinger around the Western Front, spout off some thinly veiled contemporary politics before partaking in a stupidly over-the-top power fantasy, because Googa Johnny Yank is a pretty cool guy that doesn't afraid of anything. Childish ranting about Hollywood aside, today we will be covering the exploits of a man who will need no introduction if you're a Nordie of the Paisley persuasion. A plucky patty who pounded Jerry German across North Africa and was one of the de facto founding fathers of contemporary special forces doctrine. The McMarauder Paddy Mayne.