Stettin, Germany May 25, 1945
The little pathbreaker gingerly moved forward. Her sweeps were out. It advanced at a steady four knots at the edge of a recently cleared channel. The half dozen Royal Navy men aboard the ship had a simple goal of doubling the channel's width before coming back to the pier in the evening. Dozens of German sailors kept working at the tasks that they had performed for years now. They could get the craft working but as soon as a mine was caught on a sweep, a shout went up and two Royal Marines advanced with the only weapons aboard. Once the moored mines had been cut free from their chains, the two Marines waited for it to float away from the sweeping gear before they started to plink away at the new target. Three dozen shots and several holes, the mine sank.
Even as that mine was cleared, a large explosion was heard to the north. A Wellington with a magnetic sweep coil had been successful and the pilot waggled his wings at the fleet of little ships beneath him.