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134 FIGHTING THE ELECTRONIC WAR<br />

By 1954, Beasley had managed to join the elite ranks of the<br />

Radio Warfare personnel, which had its own heavily guarded<br />

compound on the northern edge of HMS Mercury. Here he<br />

was first instructed in S~viet communication procedures in<br />

preparation for his language course. Although HMS Mercury<br />

was far from the Soviet Union, radio signals bounced off the<br />

ionosphere at night, so transmissions from as far afield as Baku<br />

and Tbilisi could be heard comfortably. Towards the end of the<br />

ten-week 'special course' Beasley began to study the arcane<br />

subject of Soviet radars and guidance systems, which constituted<br />

elint collection. He had found his forte in the mysterious<br />

world of electronic signatures and wavebands, and<br />

accordingly he was diverted away from the Russian course at<br />

HMS Pucklechurch to become more of an elint specialist. Soon<br />

he was serving on fishery-protection vessels, including HMS<br />

Truelove, Mariner and Pickle. Operating out of Norwegian<br />

harbours such as Troms0, their fishery duties gave them a legitimate<br />

reason to be close to Soviet exercises in northern waters,<br />

allowing them to sit listening at their leisure, often using their<br />

own personal monitoring equipment which they put together<br />

'Heath Robinson style'.<br />

Late in 1954, Beasley and three of his comrades found themselves<br />

back at HMS Mercury, where they had been called in to<br />

see the head of the Radio Warfare Special Branch, Lieutenant<br />

Commander Harry Selby-Bennett. As experienced elint and<br />

comint operators, they had been selected for 'special duties'.<br />

They were told to write six weeks' worth of letters that would<br />

be posted to their families at intervals, but were given no information<br />

about where they were going, or even what they might<br />

do. Arriving at Portsmouth with their kitbags, they were transferred<br />

to a motor launch, still none the wiser about their mysterious<br />

task or their destination. One of the four suggested it might<br />

be a submarine, but the other three laughed out loud at the<br />

idea, since none of them had been through the stringent obligatory<br />

three-month submarine course at nearby Gosport, which<br />

included passing through the famous hundred-foot salt-water

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