Thursday, July 21, 2011
Not a Sausage
“CAREFUL YOU OALF! MORE TO THE BACK…THAT’S IT… A LITTLE MORE…”
“Oh Yuri! Look! That’s a full Maior loading that truck. I don’t think I’ve ever seen one outside of head quarters. Since when do Maiors do this kind of work?”
“You dunce… look at the load.”
Looks like some kind of little boat to me.
“It’s a small submarine and it does not like to be out of the water. “
“What can that little thing do to those Capitalist monsters roaming all over the world’s oceans? They so small and they have no guns.”
“You dolt they have torpedoes and those torpedoes can sink a battleship.”
The huge lifter strains under the load but successfully delivers its load onto the special trailer. The trailer groans under the strain but takes the weight easily. The load handlers crawl over the midget submarine like ants on a captured giant caterpillar. Slinging ropes and cables and using winches to tie down their deadly looking cargo. Hundreds of loads have already left the ship yards and ports in Poland and West Germany on their way to the coast of France and the Low Countries.
Soon hundreds more will be making their way from ship yards in Albania. Soon submerged killing machines will be prowling from their coastal bases out to a range of 300 miles. Virtually undetectable, these copies of the German Seehund XXVII midget submarine will create a formidable challenge to the anti submarine forces of NATO. At 39 feet and a crew of 2 these midgets are too small to generate an Asdic echo. Their two G7eT5 GNAT acoustical torpedoes give these midgets a heavy weight punch.
Everywhere the sea could be reached by heavy truck was a potential launching site for these lethal midgets. They will come as a very unpleasant surprise for the ships of NATO. Their first use would be the English Channel.
“Careful comrade, watch that line in back. It’s not supposed to bend. This is not a sausage!”
The load creaks and groans subside as the elegantly lethal load finally settles down from its short flight by crane from dry dock to transport. A light rain starts to fall as the big motor of the transport truck strains to move its load. Within minutes Midget Submarine 219 is on its way to a launching site near IJmuiden. Others are either on site or on their way, spread out for hundreds of miles along the English Channel coast.
The coastal shipping lanes of the Southern British Isles are about to receive a rude awakening. No longer will the grey monsters of the NATO navy cruise at will up and down the coasts of Europe with impunity.
A 300 mile wide killing zone is about to be created wherever Red Army forces touch the sea.