Anthony Percival Johnson DSO (died 12 June 1944), known as Johnny Johnson, was a British Army officer.
Johnson was originally commissioned into the Suffolk Regiment in the 1930s. He was commanding officer of the 12th (Yorkshire) Parachute Battalion, British 6th Airborne Division, during the Battle of Normandy. He and his division parachuted into Normandy in the early morning of 6 June 1944 as part of Operation Tonga. The 12th Battalion formed a defensive line south of the bridge at Ranville. On 6 and 7 June, the battalion defended the bridgehead against attacks by the 21st Panzer Division moving north from Caen. Many casualties were caused by heavy fire from enemy machine guns, mortars, artillery, self-propelled guns, and tanks. For his leadership during this defensive stand, Johnson was posthumously awarded the Distinguished Service Order.
In the afternoon of 12 June, Johnson was ordered to hastily prepare his battalion for an attack on the village of Bréville (currently named Bréville-les-Monts). At 21:45, the battalion assembled on the start line near Amfréville and an artillery barrage on enemy positions near Bréville began. Lieutenant Colonel Johnson was conferring with a group of senior officers when he was killed by a stray artillery round. Also wounded by the blast were Brigadier Hugh Kindersley and Colonel Reginald Parker of 6th Airlanding Brigade and Brigadier The Lord Lovat of 1 Special Service Brigade.
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