The Utmost Desolation - Pentacle

Attacking the old entrance and the defended old mole

The seventeen ML’s have as task to embark the commandos

Yet without distraction from the Royal Air Force

The coastal defenses put all their efforts in stopping the small boats

The first group has to land at the old mole

The second group has as target the centre of the assault area

Both groups have their own specific goal

Defending the old town and destroying the dockyard

The ML’s wooden structure offers little protection

When the germans found their rage to let go their fire

Many different pieces found their illuminated targets

Opening up their fire, hitting flesh, wood and metal

Courage — isn’t enough as protection against a sudden death

Fighting — to rescue their lives with little chance to come out alive

Igniting or been blown up

Burning petrol is beeing spread

Trapping the survivors of the ML’s

The whole river is like a hell

Burning…

Drowning…

«Please…»

«Help Me!!!»

Floating furnaces drifting on water

Cremation oh hope and valor

The end of many young lives

The sky is on fire

No fortified harbor can be attcked by wooden ML’s

Yet they fought as they did, landed troops on the mole

Eight motor launches got to sea again

Achieved through skill and courage they live to fight again