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Enemy gun
positions began, and then, suddenly, as if propelled by a single source of
power, the first assault waves were off
towards the
shore. There were four or five miles to go over a
roughish
sea. The troops eyed it with distaste as hillocks of grey-green
water bore down upon them, threw them over a shoulder,
and racing on left them to the
next. The pills taken against seasickness failed to contend with the tea
and the hard-tack biscuits that most men
had found enough for breakfast. The planners
who had provided grease-proof paper bags were more than
justified.
As the
shore loomed up, a church spire and odd isolated houses, seeming unnaturally
tall, stood out above the haze.
Here,
there, and further inland, thick black columns of smoke pillared into the
sky. Quick-firing Oerilikons and other guns on
the landing
craft began to fire with a worrying din, and the
troops,
numbed and drenched, forgot the tossing sea.
On
approaching the shallows, soundings were taken by some
of the ships
wallowing in the surf; others raced through as if
trusting in their speed to avoid
submerged obstacles. As yet no German fire reached out to them and they were untouched.
In spite of the smoke that shrouded the
shore, they began to see objects
ahead in detail. To the left unharmed houses stood above a sea-wall; in
front was a beach backed by sand-dunes, among which bursting shells,
momentarily lit by a lick of flame, hurled their jagged mass of metal into
the air. The ratta-ta-tat of machine-guns
and a crackle of rifle fire sounded away to the
right. There was a sudden crash as a mine
went up. Then, as one man described it: 'the middle compartment of the ship
began flooding almost at once,
driving the men aft. We helped the
wounded as best we could, and were thankful the ship did not sink. Presently
a "frogman" broke the surface of the sea,
swam round a little and disappeared. He
was fixing us up I supposed. A
feeling of complete unreality came over me, as if I had nothing to do with
it all; that I was merely an onlooker
and not very much
interested.'
At last
they ran ashore. Down went the ramps. Men jumped
into the
water, waist high, glad of a firm footing once more.
They began wading towards the
beach. There were bullets now, coming
from no one knew where. One went straight through a
haversack, drilling a neat
hole in everything, and leaving its
owner speechless with rage, not caring at all about his escape.
On
they went hurriedly, through a litter of rubbish floating on the tide, just
as if a picnic party had passed that way, and a
moment
later they stepped ashore. They had landed, and that
for the
moment seemed the only thing that mattered.
The
sector of assault in which the battalion were concerned
extended east and west of the
seaside village of Bernieres-sur-Mer,
on the coast of
Calvados. The battalion were among the first
ashore. The
leading troops were met by the cross-fire of machine-guns
hidden in the sand-dunes, the shelling of mortars, and the
more
distant artillery. As men fell others stepped up and forced
their way
forward through the barbed-wire entanglement, across
anti-tank
ditches, into Bernieres, 400 yards ahead. The battalion
reconnaissance sub-units, following after, fought for their
positions on
the beaches, against the enemy posts left by the
assault
troops whose job lay ahead.
Nothing
that day stopped the battalion. Each of the defences
was attacked
in turn, with grenades and bayonets, and its garrison
was killed
or taken prisoner. As A Company fought their way up
the beach,
they were halted by an enemy stronghold. Remnants
of a
Canadian platoon lay scattered on the sand. Lieutenant
C. I.
Spackman, with two sections, worked his way towards the
German
pill-box responsible for the damage. There was little
cover. With
two non-commissioned officers he crawled towards
it. As they
reached the post the Germans began to throw grenades:
one, well
aimed, caught and wounded the two men. Lieutenant
Spackman
went on alone.
Another
grenade fell near him but failed to explode. There
was no time
to lose. He sprang from his position, and before the
German
machine-gunner could fire he shot him with his revolver
and charged
into the post. Those remaining in the garrison,
apparently
flabbergasted by the fury of this young officer, put up
their hands
and surrendered. Using them as guides, Lieutenant
Spackman
next cleared an intricate network of underground defences. In all, he
captured twenty-six prisoners. (Later awarded the Military Cross)

Members of the 5th Royal Berks Beach Group guarding
the German prisoners, or at least looking at the Cameraman
From the first the regimental pioneers were busy removing
mines from the shore and the
road
nearby. Within an hour of
landing,
Beach Group Headquarters was established in a concrete
shelter marked by a flag and the 'China Dragon'. The
medical
officer, Captain L'Etang, with ten men, set up an aid
post in the dunes. It was the first medical station to open; and
soon
the battalion stretcher-bearers began to bring in the wounded
they had
collected under fire a mile away.
As the
companies cleared their areas, the group specialists
began to
work. The Royal Engineers laid Somerfelt tracks to
carry heavy
motor traffic over the sand. Bulldozers tore down
obstacles
and flattened sandhills to make a passage through to
the country
behind. The battalion mortar, carrier and anti-tank
platoons
undertook the defence of the various stores areas,
where they
defeated the straggling attempts at infiltration made
by the
enemy, before they could make a serious threat to the
supply
lines. The ferrying of men, tanks, carriers, Lorries, stores and ammunition
from the craft waiting off-shore began before
noon.
Coming away from the ships in a continuous stream they moved quickly up the
beaches and disappeared inland.
Snipers
were troublesome throughout the day, until they were eventually detected and
destroyed. In the afternoon the beaches
were
bombed; and at night the raids increased. In spite of the
enemy's rain
of destruction, mainly directed at the shipping lanes,
the work of
unloading went steadily on.
As a
result of orders received shortly before midnight, certain
elements of
B and C Companies moved forward into the line.
Their job
was to cover the left flank of the Canadians who were forming up for an
attack. After a forced march of five miles the
companies
made contact with the north shore regiment. They
took up
their allotted position, where they remained until the
following
day. On return to the beaches shortly before noon, they
at once
resumed work.
The tasks
of the battalion became increasingly varied. Large
numbers of
prisoners of war arrived, for whom there was no
immediate
interrogation service. The Intelligence Section
undertook
the work, classified information, and forwarded that
of value to
the right quarter. Refugees, still in their night attire, huddled on the
railway station, as if awaiting a train. They had
clearly
become a battalion problem, or at least no one else seemed
concerned. A
woman spy was caught, and suspected 'fifth-columnists'
were arrested. The battlefield was cleared, the dead
buried, and
the defences kept alert; and all this time the clearing
of the
ships continued unceasingly, with men working in shifts
that left
little time for sleep. During the first morning the wind, dropping a little,
continued to whip the surface of the sea. It still caused anxiety - but
worse was to follow. A fortnight later a tempest arose, and for seventy-two
hours it raged unabatingly. Craft of all kind were driven
ashore and
wrecked, and the 'Mulberry' harbours were severely
damaged.
Most of the American ports were out of action
altogether,
but at no time on the battalion sea front was unloading entirely stopped.
When the amphibious vehicles known as 'ducks' (DUKWs), were unable to reach
the ships, unloading continued from coasters, which were beached on the turn
of the
tide. Losses due to the storm almost reached 20,000 vehicles
and 140,000 tons of stores.
The
continued interference by the enemy was of course only
to be
expected. Shelling was spasmodic, but with well-camouflaged
trenches close at hand the battalion went almost
unscathed -
except in a daylight bombardment which caused
casualties
among the pioneers. Air-raids, often carried out by
single
machines working in relays, were a nuisance that mostly
occurred at
night. Anti-aircraft fire from naval ships anchored
off shore,
and a balloon barrage, usually kept the planes sufficiently
high to do little damage. Attacks by low-flying fighters at tree-top level
were more serious affairs. On one such occasion
headquarter
area was enveloped in a sheet of flame started by a
blazing
ammunition lorry; a hurried evacuation took place
without
mishap.
Difficulties of this sort caused little delay in the battalion's
work. Soon after landing they were unloading 4,000 tons of
stores a
day; later they achieved 7,000 tons during the twenty-four
hours. At the end of the task on August 26th, the records
showed that
they had unloaded, transported, and stacked 319,980
tons, in
spite of wind, weather, and an active enemy. So the first
weeks of
the landing passed with the 5th Battalion toiling
unceasingly
to provide the stores for the great offensive that
was in
progress.
The
general plan, after establishing and linking together the
various
beaches, was to draw the German Army to the
British left flank, and there to
accomplish its defeat. The strategical aim
was to allow the Americans to break out to the west and the
south, and after wheeling
to drive on
Paris and
the crossings of
the Seine.
After the Battalion
completed their task on the beach they were broken up with many of the men
being posted to other Infantry Battalions who required Battle casualty
replacements. Many of these men went to the 4th & 5th Battalions of the
Wiltshire Regiment and took part in Battles with the 43rd Wessex Division.
Some men were later recalled when the Battalion reformed to carry out a
similar task during the crossing of the river Rhine.
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