The Russian landing ship "Mitrofan Moskalenko" seen approaching Dover on her clandestine mission. |
"Mitrofan Moskalenko" enters Dover Harbour morphed to represent H.M.S."Bulwark" and launches her landing craft, morphed to represent British LCU's and LCVP's. One of our suicide craft is seen about to ram her side but disintegrates in a hail of fire. |
Home Guard private Mick Jenkins mans the forward observation post, wearing his helmet and combat jacket. We are getting him matching camouflage trousers and a pair of boots next year. A gun would have been nice but Mick's loud cries of "bog off" and "go back where you came from" were calculated to strike fear into the heart of the enemy. |
We were able to rush up two green pillboxes from a rural location inland. There was no time to paint them to match the shingle. Russian forces circled behind and the two black marks show where the armour piercing rounds went in. Rest in peace, Bert and Ernie, sorely missed. |
Canoes left by Russian special forces who had been conducting secret reconnaissance missions prior to the landing. The diminutive couple sitting in the top left boat are spies who had mingled amongst the local community. |
A young maiden flees for her life and her honour as the debauched elite cycle troops pour ashore. This is what we are fighting for. |
General Ivan Penkovsky, Chief of Combined Operations, strides ashore bearing a camera to record defensive emplacements for when they return in force. |
Nothing was left to chance. The logistics backup was superb. Here a consignment of spare inner tubes and bicycle clips comes ashore. |
The propaganda unit followed hard on the heels of the troops. Here Olga Kuznetsov, known as Moscow Rose, recounts how she initiated the operation over the Voice of Russia with the coded message "Does my bum look big in this?" |
The home front was not found wanting. Here wives and girlfriends bring more ammo up to our boys fighting on the front line. |
One minor triumph was that we brought down all of their airborne troops, firing incendiaries from the roof of the Churchill Hotel. Here yet another of their doomed paratroopers spirals down in flames. |
Their rugged troop commander, Colonel Oleg Sokolov, known as the most dangerous man in Europe, congratulates his force on a task well done and promises they will be back to finish the job. |
Dover defiant. We shall never surrender. Here small children gather stones to fling at the invaders. |
Mission accomplished, "Mitrofan Moskalenko" heads back out to sea. |
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