Captain Mainwaring of the Local Defence Volunteers rushed out of his office waving a telegram.
"Listen to this, Wilson. I've just received orders from Colonel Pritchard... An unidentified flying object has crashed just outside Walmington-on-Sea. The top brass think this could this be a new Nazi superweapon. I'm to take my men and investigate as soon as possible. There's no time to lose. Don't worry about uniforms. Gather the platoon and we'll meet near the woods. Come with me Pike."
"I say, would you chaps mind awfully coming out for a bit of a manoeuvre?", asked Wilson, as he found Jones, Walker and Frazer sinking a few pints in the Red Lion.
The platoon quickly reached the saucer-shaped object and found a way in.
Mainwaring split the platoon and led (from safely in the middle) Walker and Frazer up the staircase.
Wilson did similarly on the other side through a strange smelling area with Pike leading the way waving his trusty cricket bat, with which he had once scored 23.
Sadly this time he was out for a duck as he encountered a strange grey hairless homunculus with large black eyes at the top of the stairs who promptly incapacitated him, and Pike fell from the stairs calling for his mother.
"Whatever will I tell Mavis", wondered Sergeant Wilson as he swiftly despatched the creature in revenge.
Mainwaring's men encountered similar beings who struck and then ran away into the bowels of the ship. "They don't like it up 'em", cried Corporal Jones, chasing them down the gantry.
Then Frazer was set upon by a skeleton in a very strange costume. "It's not like any diving suit I witnessed in the Navy", he exclaimed.
Recalling the tradition of parley, Frazer somehow managed to subdue the skeleton who then started fighting the grey creatures alongside the Home Guard. Its help was vital as they were beginning to get outnumbered.









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