Chapter thirty-three: Doolitov's Raid
The Second Great War did start well before it was officially declared. In the late hours of February 8th, 1940, the Soviet aircraft carrier
Sovyetskiy Soyuz and her battlegroup (made up by two heavy and four light cruisers plus a several destroyer flotillas) sailed the Baltic at full speed towards the North Sea. Even if a German Blohm un Voss Bv 138 spotted the battlegroup, no one paid too much attention to it as the Red Banner Baltic Fleet had been regularly doing that kind of sorties since 1936, although the
Sovyetskiy Soyuz had been not a regular component of those little games.
No one noticed anything strange in the fact that the battlegroup didn't sail to the Channel, as other Soviet naval groups had done in similar exercises through time, but instead vanished into the North Sea.
A Bv-138C was the first Western witnness of the so-called "Doolitov's Raid".
The aircraft carrier's air goup was not the usual one: she carried twelve Red Air Forces Tupolev SB medium bombers. The plan called for them to bomb military targets in London, and to continue westward to land in Ireland —hoping that the shock and anger created by the attack would compell Downing Street to declare war at once against the Emerald Island. Brilliant as the first stage of the plan was, its second part was plainly silly. Anyway, Stalin had no chance to punish the minds behind the plans because there was never the chance to do so.
To help the bombers to take off from the crowded deck, they were deprived from the dorsal gun turrets and the radios. Once in position, the
Sovyetskiy Soyuz began what todays is called
Doolitov's Raid.
Some few happy Hurricanes. No one told them that there was a party incoming, but there they were.
Amazingly, the Raid began fairly well. The
Sovyetskiy Soyuz launched the bombers and her battlegroup returned to Leningrad, reaching his base thanks for the help provided by the night and the long range fighters of the VVS. The Tupolevs were to flew in groups of two to four aircraft before changing to single file at wavetop level to avoid detection. However, as they were still a few miles away from Anglia's seashore, the Tupolevs encountered nine 79 Squadron Hurricanes led by Squadron Leader Douglas G. Clift.
The Hurricanes were doing a CAP and their pilots were in bad mood. They had to left their warm beds to fly "
just in case some foolish Rusky happens to cross Germany to bomb some bombs here". And then, shining in the pale sun of the morning, the RAF boys met the VVS lads. In the melée that followed, the bombers were slaughtered one by one. Just a single bomber managed to slip the mortal ring of fire just to be shot down over London, crashing on Victoria Station.
The last SB of Doolitov falling on Victoria Station, February 10, 1940.
[GAME NOTES: What the heck was a Rusky carrier doing in the North Sean is beyong my imagination -even Peti run out of ideas!-. How she managed to evade my scattered naval bombers -I had a silly moment and decided not to send them massed to avoid an easy victory- is also another mistery. Then I decided not to chase her at once. War was going to be long so, why bother?]
@trekaddict: *a distance voice* War is coming...
Peti, shot that Nerd at once.
Er... Actually it's Ned... Ned Stark, lord of the...
Lord my b****. Off with his head. Without farting, please.
@H.Appleby: If I call Edmund back to active service, you can tell then that the war is lost and the Empire reduced to ashes.
@SovietAmerika: The US? Why? To have another U-571? No, thanks. And Japan has proven to be unreliable, warmonger and too greedy.
@Razgriz 2K9: And good ol' Enewald is missing the fun :laugh:
@Mr. Santiago: "Now this is not the end. It is not even the beginning of the end. But it is, perhaps, the end of the beginning."
@trekaddict -2-: Baldrick won a smelly pension in Flanders. Let keep him quiet.
@Mr. Santiago: He's the actual governor of the charming Bahamas
@Nathan Madien: Like Teddy Roosevelt but without a moustache. This is the age of the non-moustached premiers. Hence why Chamberlain was doomed to fail and Stalin will do so. And De Gaulle too.
@trekaddict: Dunno why, but for a second I imagined that first Winston kicking the arse of Prince Ruppert while repeating "Germans dont' surf!".