BIG JIM CLANCY and his battle-scarred bunch of Commandos had no qualms about landing on enemy beaches. Cliff-scaling, night attacks, sabotage, street-fighting - you name it, they were experts at it. When the odds were about three Germans to one Commando, Clancy and his boys reckoned they were in with a good fighting chance.
 
 
 
So when raid after raid suddenly began to go wrong and the Commandos found themselves fighting desperate retreats to the beaches when good men started falling, shot in the back, then Clancy knew he'd got treachery on his hands, treachery in his own mob!
 
 
 
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