Strike Force Falklands 4.Recce Patrol

It was a piece of cake ... like hell it was!

It was supposed to be a routine recce patrol. West
Falkland was deserted; the Task Force needed intelligence to assess the beaches
as landing sites. So, while their comrades slugged it out at the other end of
the combat zone, Number Three Wing of the Strike Force landed on West Falkland.

But someone had fouled up. The island was crawling