The Thick of the Fray at Zeebrugge, April 1918Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
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The Thick of the Fray at Zeebrugge, April 1918
Westerman, Percy F. (Percy Francis)
World War, 1914-1918 -- Juvenile fiction; Zeebrugge-Ostend Raids, 1918 -- Juvenile fiction
"Something wrong with her," agreed his "raggie". "Hope that won't put
a stopper on this little jaunt."
As a matter of fact it very nearly did. The _Sappho_ had hardly
cleared the anchorage when a man-hole joint in the side of her
boilers blew out, instantly reducing her speed to six knots.
"It's all right, mates," announced a petty officer, who was making
his way aft through the battery. "The Admiral has just signalled. We
are to carry on without the _Sappho_."
"The ball's opened," exclaimed several voices, when at 1.43 a.m. the
sound of a furious cannonade was borne to the ears of the
_Vindictive's_ company.
Unlike previous operations there was in this no preliminary
bombardment. For several nights past Ostend had been left severely
alone by our monitors and bombing planes. This had the result of
lulling Fritz into a state of false security, and in consequence the
took-outs were taking things easy.
But now, at a pre-arranged signal, hell was let loose over Ostend.
From the air large bombing machines rained their deadly missiles upon
the batteries and land-approaches to the town. From seaward the
monitors, some with 17-inch guns, opened a furious and accurate
bombardment, while from the battle line in Flanders heavy siege-guns
pounded the hostile batteries on the left flank of the defences.
Almost immediately after the opening of the bombardment patches of
local fog enveloped the approaching flotilla, while the artificial
smoke-screen set up by the coastal motor-boats, although protecting
the _Vindictive_ from direct fire, helped to render her navigation a
difficult matter.
Through the night mists dull flashes showed that the British
destroyers were standing in to engage the batteries, while the Huns,
in a frenzied sort of way, concentrated most of their guns on a
continuous barrage fire across the entrance to the harbour.
It was through this deadly hail of projectiles, large and small, that
the _Vindictive_ was literally compelled to feel her way. As long as
she remained in the smoke-screen she was fairly immune from hostile
fire, but directly she drew near the shore she would be the target of
hundreds of guns.
Peering through a gun-port, which had been additionally protected by
walls of sandbags, Seton noticed a white light showing faintly
through the drifting smoke. It was the calcium light placed at
certain intervals by the British to enable the _Vindictive_ to fix
her position, thus countering the ruse on the part of the Huns that
had succeeded too well in the abortive attack on St. George's
Day--the removal of the recognized navigation buoys.
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