Tag Archives: Ian Kennedy

Demon of Darkness

Issue Number: 5652

Twenty thousand feet up in the black void of the night over England. Nerves tense, mouth dry, hand clutching the control column, thumb hovering over the firing button, eyes straining out into the dark as the thundering engines pull you into the nothingness ahead of you. That’s what it’s like to be a night-fighter pilot… […]

Fire in the Forest

Issue Number: 5646

They called themselves Werewolves. They dressed all in black and operated only at night, in the forests of southern Germany. Riding powerful motorcycles, they swept into British camps and fuel dumps, killing, wrecking and burning, then vanished. Where did these devils of the dark come from and where would they start the next fire in […]

Beware Your Friends

Issue Number: 5644

It’s a dicey business attacking Nazi armoured columns. When you’re flying at 400 mph, hurtling over hedges and trees and dodging the flak, your reactions have to be lightning‑fast, your decisions made in split seconds. Danger is ever‑present, but there’s double danger when rockets and cannon shells start coming at you —fired from behind!   […]

The Fighting Fisherman

Issue Number: 5642

Trawler crews may not look as smart or disciplined as the men of the Royal Navy, but they have an instinct about the sea that is bred in their bones. So when war broke out, the Germans began sowing mines in Britain’s vital shipping lanes, many of these fishing boats were given a new and […]

Bombs Gone

Issue Number: 5638

The Japanese fighter screamed in to attack the Blenheim —but suddenly the bomber dodged aside, leaving the astounded Japanese pilot firing at thin air! At the controls of the British aircraft was Sergeant Ron Elliot, a natural pilot who was an ace whatever plane he was flying. The trouble was, he knew it. And his […]

Man of Honour

According to legend, a brave knight in armour would come to help the people of the French village of Toulours whenever they were in trouble, as he had done centuries before. Now the peaceful little village echoed with the sound of invading troops with all their modern equipment —trucks, motorcycles, machine guns, mortars. Surely there […]