There’s a slight pause as I take in the sight before me. Wreckage, smoke, and two potential terrorists. Then it occurs to me; it’s probably a good idea to cock my rifle.

It’s 1990, and Driver “James” Lee is heading to BAOR (British Army of the Rhine) to defend Europe from an enemy that’s just packed up and gone home. The Berlin Wall has fallen, the Cold War is officially over, and nobody’s quite sure what the British Army is supposed to do next, least of all the British Army. Fresh from Basic Training, armed with Deutschmarks and optimism, he’s posted to 8 Regiment, Royal Corps of Transport. It’s a world of rules he doesn’t understand and seemingly devoid of logic. As he begins his military career, he steps into a Europe that only months before would have been unimaginable. Finding his footing in the British Army, he begins to relish the rhythm of Regimental life and the unlikely adventure of being stationed abroad. But history, as always, has other ideas. A rash decision by Saddam Hussein throws the world off balance, and James soon finds himself swapped from the relative calm of Germany to the tense streets of West Belfast.