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21 Battalion</titlePart>
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            <name key="name-018236" type="person">J. F. CODY</name>
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DEPARTMENT OF INTERNAL AFFAIRS</publisher>
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          <docDate when="1953">1953</docDate>
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<name key="name-002884" type="organisation">WHITCOMBE AND TOMBS LTD.</name><lb/>
christchurch auckland wellington dunedin<lb/>
hamilton lower hutt timaru invercargill<lb/>
london melbourne sydney perth</hi>
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          <hi rend="sc">by <name key="name-207994" type="person">lieutenant-general lord freyberg</name>,<lb/>
vc, gcmg, kcb, kbe, dso</hi>
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        <p><hi rend="sc">The</hi> publication of these unit histories gives me, their Commander, the opportunity of correcting errors I have made
in opinions passed at the time on operations and upon the
achievements of units in various battles. In some cases we now
know what appeared as a disaster has since been shown to be a
gallant action in an inevitable defeat.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion had the misfortune to be detached from
the Division during the commencement of the Greek campaign,
and came under another formation, and in the heavy fighting
bore the brunt of an attack in which they fought with determination and great courage. They were overwhelmed by greatly
superior forces and scattered; their losses were heavy. In light
of the full details which history has now revealed, I wish to pay
a tribute to the rearguard action that the 21st Battalion fought
from the <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> position where they suffered so heavily.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This book is a record of one of our most battleworthy Infantry
Battalions, and I hope and trust it will be widely read. It tells
the story of great bravery and endurance over a period of six
years, during which time the Division fought in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and
<name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>, <name key="name-004869" type="place">Tunis</name> and <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>, where it finished
the War at <name key="name-001410" type="place">Trieste</name>.</p>
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        <p rend="indent">I am often asked what made the New Zealanders such a great
fighting Division. In my opinion there were many factors, the
most important of which was the quality of our men.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In my day to day dealings with them all, I had the great
advantage of being a New Zealander and of knowing their
country and their people. I knew also the great record of the
First New Zealand Division in World War I. It is said that
they went into battle on the beaches of <name key="name-026177" type="place">Gallipoli</name> with a prayer
on their lips:</p>
        <p rend="center">That they would measure up in battle
and be a credit to their country.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In <date when="1915">1915</date> they established a tradition. When their sons had
their baptism of fire in <date when="1941">1941</date> in the Greek campaign there was
never any doubt about their confidence in themselves; they
fought like veterans.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The New Zealand men have great qualities and are most
practical, and in war it takes the form of knowing how to tackle
any new problem that they encounter in battle. In our operations in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>, especially in the turning movements, they only had to be told what to do, never how to do it.
This made the question of command very simple.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In this volume the historian deals with their raising, training
and command in battle. During the war the 21st Battalion
took their full part in our ‘Triumphs and Disasters’, both before,
during and after the Battle of <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>. They fought most gallantly at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>, at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>, at <name key="name-004807" type="place">Takrouna</name> and on the River
<name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name> in <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>. They fought from the first battle in <date when="1941-04">April 1941</date>
in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and finished in the final campaign from the River
<name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name> to the capture of <name key="name-001410" type="place">Trieste</name> on the <date when="1945-05-02">2nd May 1945</date>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This is a wonderful story. I hope many will study it and
learn the deeds of heroism of this great unit.</p>
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        <p><hi rend="sc">This</hi> history is the story of the several hundred officers and
men who served in the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name> and <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name> with the
21st New Zealand Battalion in the Second World War. Included in the text is only sufficient of the strategy and tactics of the
various campaigns fought by the 2nd New Zealand Division
to indicate the role of the battalion in those battles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Immediately available to the writer were the war diaries,
campaign reports, and other documents preserved by War
Archives, but the intimate detail, the spirit of the unit, could
be recaptured only from the members of the battalion themselves. I am therefore indebted to the many of all ranks who
freely supplied personal diaries, eye-witness accounts, private
letters, and answers to my questionnaires.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A considerable portion of any merit this history may have
goes to the officers of the <name key="name-110027" type="organisation">War History Branch</name>, all of whom,
without exception, went well beyond the line of duty in supplying and collating data and in reading and correcting the draft
narratives.</p>
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              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n328">328</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">15</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">advance to florence</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n349">349</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">16</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">rimini</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n367">367</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">17</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">the winter line</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n394">394</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">18</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">the final offensive</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n409">409</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">19</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">exit 21 battalion</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n438">438</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">appendix 1: capture of von ravenstein</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n443">443</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">roll of honour</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n449">449</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">honours and awards</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n461">461</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">summary of casualties</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n462">462</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">commanding officers</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n463">463</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">index</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n465">465</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="nx" n="x"/>
      <pb xml:id="nxi" n="xi"/>
      <div xml:id="f6" type="illustration">
        <head>List of Illustrations</head>
        <p>
          <table rows="61" cols="3">
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Frontispiece</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> from <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">21 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Following page</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Original Officers of 21 Battalion</cell>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battalion Commanders: Lieutenant-Colonels N. L.
Macky, <name key="name-000581" type="person">J. M. Allen</name>, <name key="name-010332" type="person">S. F. Allen</name> (<hi rend="i"><name key="name-100207" type="person">S. P. Andrew</name></hi>), R. W.
Harding (<hi rend="i">NZ Army Official–<name key="name-100206" type="person">G. R. Bull</name></hi>), <name key="name-003981" type="person">H. M. McElroy</name>
<hi rend="i">(<name key="name-100206" type="person">G. R. Bull</name>)</hi>, <name type="person">J. I. Thodey</name> <hi rend="i">(NZ Army Official—<name key="name-100208" type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi>,
and <name type="person">E. A. McPhail</name> <hi rend="i">(<name type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi></cell>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Camp at Duder's Beach, near <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">W. J. G. Roach</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Firing Bren guns on the range at <name key="name-120027" type="place">Penrose</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">W. J. G. Roach</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Farewell march through <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1940-04-27">27 April 1940</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">The Weekly News</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Camp at <name key="name-024324" type="place">Mytchett</name>, England</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">G. H. Panckhurst</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The castle on the ridge at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">R. B. McClymont</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The coastline north of <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> from the castle</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">R. B. McClymont</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Looking towards <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> from the castle</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">R. B. McClymont</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Loading up a donkey between <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> and <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Panckhurst</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Demolition of the Peneios railway bridge</cell>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxii" n="xii"/>
            <row>
              <cell>The outlook from 21 Battalion positions south of <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">A. J. Voss</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Looking north along the road from <name key="name-001363" type="place">Suda Bay</name> to <name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right"><hi rend="i"><name type="person">S. B. Cann</name></hi>, AIF</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n82">82</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Regimental Aid Post, second Libyan campaign</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Davey</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The New Zealand cemetery at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Returning from <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>, <date when="1941-12">December 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Battalion Headquarters, <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">R. B. Abbott</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Flooded bivouac at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">R. B. Abbott</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>5 Brigade convoy passing through Syrian village</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">R. B. Abbott</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Regimental Aid Post, <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Bombing, <date when="1942-08">August 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Training behind the Alamein Line, <date when="1942-09">September 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Encamped at Burg el Arab, <date when="1942-10">October 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Officers of 21 Battalion hear the plan for the Battle of <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>German tanks burning on the morning of the breakthrough at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">R. B. Abbott</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Flooding near <name key="name-003621" type="place">Fuka</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Enemy dugouts and sangars at the top of <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">W. Timmins</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name> battlefield</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">F. Ellery</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>British armour going up <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name> after its capture</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A 210-mm German howitzer at the top of <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">G. H. Levien</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The battalion in the pursuit between <name key="name-003625" type="place">Gabes</name> and <name key="name-004698" type="place">Sfax</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">R. B. Abbott</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxiii" n="xiii"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Aerial mosaic showing the dispositions at <name key="name-004812" type="place">Tebaga Gap</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Army Air Photo Interpretation Unit, <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The pinnacle of <name key="name-004807" type="place">Takrouna</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">B. A. Beale</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>From Takrouna south-west to the 21 Battalion start line</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">K. G. Killoh</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Resting on the march to camp near <name key="name-001375" type="place">Taranto</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The eroded gully objective north of the <name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110838" type="person">Bruce Guthrie</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n248">248</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Regimental Aid Post on the north bank of the <name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name type="person">K. G. Killoh</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Inoculation day, <name key="name-120137" type="place">Piedimonte</name> d'<name key="name-002788" type="place">Alife</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A meal for a mortar detachment, south of <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>‘I’ Section group, south of <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">A. J. Voss</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Aerial photograph of <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Aerial photograph of part of <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">A. J. Voss</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n280">280</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> takes the salute at <name key="name-004313" type="place">Montaquila</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Battalion parcels, south of <name key="name-004745" type="place">Sora</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A direct hit on a carrier at <name key="name-003643" type="place">Gatteo</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Serravalle, in the <name key="name-015474" type="place">Apennines</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Officers and sergeants serve Christmas dinner for a platoon near <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Going forward along Route 9 near Castel Bolognese</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Bailey bridge over the <name key="name-120182" type="place">Lamone</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>In the mud north of <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Gordon Spencer</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n346">346</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Mortar crews' billets near <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxiv" n="xiv"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Mortar pit, <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">
                  <name key="name-110837" type="person">Gordon Spencer</name>
                </hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A party for the children of Muccia</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">J. Short</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>March past at <name key="name-012256" type="place">Camerino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">M. R. Kennedy</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Minesweeping on the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">M. R. Kennedy</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The 21 Battalion position on the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name> stopbank</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name type="person">M. R. Kennedy</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A cookhouse near the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>German graves on the beach at <name key="name-001028" type="place">Lignano</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">NZ Army Official (<name type="person">G. F. Kaye</name>)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n378">378</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="nxv" n="xv"/>
      <div xml:id="f7" type="map">
        <head>List of Maps</head>
        <p>
          <table rows="24" cols="2">
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Facing page</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n17">17</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n83">83</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n149">149</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Central and Eastern Mediterranean</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n215">215</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Southern Italy</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n281">281</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Northern Italy</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n379">379</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="center">
                <hi rend="i">In text</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Page</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>21 Battalion positions, <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n41">41</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name> positions, <date from="1941-04-17" to="1941-04-18">17–18 April 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n59">59</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Fifth Brigade, <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>, <date when="1941-05-20">20 May 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n84">84</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-010489" type="place">Hospital Ridge</name> positions, west of <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n97">97</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Advance to <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, <date from="1941-11-23" to="1941-11-26">23–26 November 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n123">123</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Eastern Mediterranean</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n149">149</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>, situation at dawn, <date when="1942-07-15">15 July 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n173">173</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Battalion positions, <name key="name-004302" type="place">Miteiriya Ridge</name>, <date when="1942-10-24">24 October 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n201">201</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Left Hook at <name key="name-002754" type="place">El Agheila</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n223">223</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Left Hook round <name key="name-004220" type="place">Mareth Line</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n239">239</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Capture of <name key="name-004807" type="place">Takrouna</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n252">252</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name>-<name key="name-001187" type="place">Orsogna</name> battle, <date from="1943-11-27" to="1944-01-02">27 November 1943–2 January 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n285">285</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n316">316</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>21 Battalion operations in <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n318">318</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battles before <name key="name-000842" type="place">Florence</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n352">352</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Advance to the <name key="name-026597" type="place">Savio</name>, <date when="1944-10">October 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n386">386</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p rend="center">
          <hi rend="i">The occupations given in the biographical footnotes are those on enlistment. The ranks are those held on discharge or at the date of death.</hi>
        </p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="nxvi" n="xvi"/>
    </front>
    <body xml:id="t1-body">
      <pb xml:id="n1" n="1"/>
      <div xml:id="c1" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 1<lb/>
To the <name key="name-029547" type="place">United Kingdom</name></head>
        <p><hi rend="sc">At</hi> 11.45 p.m. on <date when="1939-09-03">3 September 1939</date> a telegram was received 
by the Governor-General of New Zealand saying simply, 
‘War has broken out with <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name>’. Within a matter of hours 
a. <hi rend="i"><name key="name-122677" type="work">New Zealand Gazette</name></hi> Extraordinary declared that a state of 
war existed between New Zealand and the German Reich as 
from 9.30 p.m., <date when="1939-09-03">3 September</date>, New Zealand standard time.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Governor-General, Lord Galway, informed the Dominions Secretary that His Majesty's Government in New Zealand 
entirely concurred with the action taken, which they regarded 
as inevitably forced upon the British Commonwealth if the 
cause of justice and democracy was to endure in the world. 
The New Zealand Government wished to offer the fullest assurance of all possible support, and asked for suggestions regarding 
the method by which this country could best assist in the 
common cause.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In reply, the Dominions Secretary hoped that an expeditionary force would be despatched for service in <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name> or to relieve 
<name key="name-029547" type="place">United Kingdom</name> units in <name key="name-020943" type="place">Singapore</name>, <name key="name-034739" type="place">Burma</name>, <name key="name-005952" type="place">India</name>, or elsewhere. By the first week in October, and after communications 
and negotiations concerning equipment, the decision was taken 
to send overseas a New Zealand division which would be 
supplied with arms and trained at its destination.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The force was raised in three echelons, and 21 Battalion was 
part of the second. On <date when="1939-11-08">8 November</date> the officers for the battalion, 
together with those of some other units, entered <name key="name-013496" type="place">Narrow Neck</name> 
District School near <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, where they underwent an intensive elementary refresher course. Prospective NCOs went into 
camp on <date when="1939-12-09">9 December</date>. All the non-commissioned ranks were 
temporary and no badges of rank were worn, those at the 
course being regarded as student NCOs. Some were from the 
<name key="name-000814" type="organisation">First Echelon</name>, some from the <name key="name-027074" type="organisation">Territorial Force</name>, and some were 
entirely new to the Army. The stronger personalities, irrespective of their previous training or lack of it, speedily rose to
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senior non-commissioned rank and were later confirmed in 
their appointments. There was not much variety of equipment 
available and training was necessarily restricted to musketry 
and to platoon and company drill.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After Christmas leave the nucleus of the battalion moved to 
<name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name> and there, with the first volunteers marching in on 
<date when="1940-01-12">12 January 1940</date>, the unit came officially into being.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion was fortunate in the officers chosen to 
guide its early steps. <name key="name-208606" type="person">Lieutenant-Colonel Macky</name>, MC<note xml:id="fn1-2" n="1"><p><name key="name-208606" type="person">Lt-Col N. L. Macky</name>, MC, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1891-02-20">20 Feb 1891</date>; barrister and solicitor; NZ Rifle Bde <date from="1915" to="1919">1915-19</date> (Capt <date when="1918">1918</date>); CO 21 Bn <date from="1940-01-12" to="1941-05-17">12 Jan 1940-17 May 1941</date>.</p></note> and 
his second-in-command, <name key="name-010464" type="person">Major E. A. Harding</name>, MC<note xml:id="fn2-2" n="2"><p><name key="name-010464" type="person">Lt-Col E. A. Harding</name>, MC; <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>; born <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>, <date when="1893-12-04">4 Dec 1893</date>; farmer; NZ Rifle Bde <date from="1915" to="1919">1915-19</date> (OC 5 (Res) Bn); actg CO 21 Bn <date from="1941-04-20" to="1941-05-17">20 Apr-17 May 1941</date>; 1 North Auckland Bn.</p></note> had both 
served with distinction in the New Zealand Rifle Brigade in 
<date from="1914" to="1918">1914-18</date>, while <name key="name-010542" type="person">Major MacGregor</name><note xml:id="fn3-2" n="3"><p><name key="name-010542" type="person">Maj R. R. MacGregor</name>, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-021414" type="place">Rotorua</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1893-06-22">22 Jun 1893</date>; company director; Wgtn Mtd Rifles <date from="1914" to="1919">1914-19</date>.</p></note> (A Company), <name key="name-010527" type="person">Captain Le 
Lievre</name><note xml:id="fn4-2" n="4"><p><name key="name-010527" type="person">Lt-Col C. A. Le Lievre</name>; <name key="name-120107" type="place">Whakatane</name>; born <name key="name-029602" type="place">Akaroa</name>, <date when="1891-11-16">16 Nov 1891</date>; farmer; Wgtn Regt <date from="1915" to="1919">1915-19</date>; p.w. <date when="1941-04">Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> (B Company), <name key="name-010466" type="person">Captain R. W. Harding</name>, MM<note xml:id="fn5-2" n="5"><p><name key="name-010466" type="person">Brig R. W. Harding</name>, DSO, MM, ED; Kirikopuni, <name key="name-120022" type="place">North Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>, <date when="1896-02-29">29 Feb 1896</date>; farmer; Auck Regt <date from="1916" to="1919">1916-19</date>; CO 21 Bn <date from="1942-05-10" to="1942-06-12">10 May-12 Jun 1942</date>, <date from="1942-07-18" to="1943-04-30">18 Jul 1942-30 Apr 1943</date>, <date from="1943-05-14" to="1943-06-04">14 May-4 Jun 1943</date>; comd 5 Bde <date from="1943-04-30" to="1943-05-14">30 Apr-14 May 1943</date>, <date from="1943-06-04" to="1943-08-23">4 Jun-23 Aug 1943</date>; twice wounded.</p></note> (C Company), <name key="name-010491" type="person">Captain Howcroft</name>, MC<note xml:id="fn6-2" n="6"><p><name key="name-010491" type="person">Maj G. J. Howcroft</name>, MC; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, <date when="1896-09-14">14 Sep 1896</date>; insurance agent; BM 1 Bde Gp; BM Bay of Islands Fortress; Camp Commandant Ngarua-wahia.</p></note> (D Company), and the Quartermaster, <name key="name-010669" type="person">Captain Trousdale</name>, MC<note xml:id="fn7-2" n="7"><p><name key="name-010669" type="person">Lt-Col A. C. Trousdale</name>, MC; <name key="name-120173" type="place">Howick</name>, <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-007274" type="place">Canada</name>, <date when="1895-10-20">20 Oct 1895</date>; estate agent; comd 1 Bn North Auckland Regt <date from="1942-08" to="1943-07">Aug 1942-Jul 1943</date>; CO 21 Bn <date from="1944-06-21" to="1944-07-09">21 Jun-9 Jul 1944</date>; comd Freyberg Wing, 2 NZEF PW Repat Unit (<name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name>) <date from="1944" to="1945">1944-45</date>; wounded <date when="1941-11-22">22 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> were also First World War 
men.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Lieutenant-Colonel Macky was well known personally or by 
repute to many of his men. He had risen from the ranks to 
the command of a company in the Rifle Brigade and had 
been awarded the Military Cross in <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name>. He was a well-known solicitor in <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, and as Commodore of the Royal 
New Zealand Yacht Club was known at least by sight to those 
who frequented the Auckland Harbour.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n3" n="3"/>
        <p rend="indent">In addition to their active service experience, Lieutenant- 
Colonel Macky, Major MacGregor, and Captains Le Lievre 
and <name type="person">R. W. Harding</name> had served for many years in Territorial 
units.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Other more senior appointments were Captain Sadler<note xml:id="fn1-3" n="8"><p>Maj F. A. Sadler; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1902-02-11">11 Feb 1902</date>; clerk; wounded <date when="1941-05-27">27 May 1941</date>.</p></note> 
(Headquarters Company), Captain <name key="name-010666" type="person">Tongue</name><note xml:id="fn2-3" n="9"><p><name key="name-010666" type="person">Capt W. M. Tongue</name>, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1908-06-22">22 Jun 1908</date>; funeral director; p.w. <date when="1941-11-29">29 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> who replaced 
Captain Cauty, MM<note xml:id="fn3-3" n="10"><p><name key="name-010389" type="person">Maj J. V. M. Cauty</name>, MM; <name key="name-021562" type="place">Suva</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1896-07-24">24 Jul 1896</date>; farmer; NZ Rifle Bde 1914-19; Commandant 3 NZ Div Jungle Training School, <name key="name-019921" type="place">New Caledonia</name>.</p></note> (E Company), invalided out with a 
knee injury, and the Adjutant, Captain <name key="name-010413" type="person">Dew</name><note xml:id="fn4-3" n="11"><p><name key="name-010413" type="person">Maj M. T. S. Dew</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>, <date when="1916-04-27">27 Apr 1916</date>; Regular soldier; 2 i/c 24 Bn Dec 1943-Jan 1944.</p></note> New Zealand 
Staff Corps.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion was recruited largely from <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name> city and 
<name key="name-120022" type="place">North Auckland</name>, with the balance from the <name key="name-030978" type="place">Waikato</name> and 
Hauraki districts. The city quota was required to report at 
the Rutland Street Barracks by 8 a.m. on <date when="1940-01-12">12 January</date>, but 
many were there an hour earlier. <name key="name-120028" type="place">Queen Street</name> business 
premises were empty while the volunteers swung along in 
column of threes to the accompaniment of songs of the day. 
A chorus of cheering followed, with special outbursts from the 
doors of shops and factories where employees farewelled their 
workmates. Almost before they were aware of it, the recruits 
had entrained and were on their way to a life that was in the 
main entirely new to them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The scenes in <name key="name-120028" type="place">Queen Street</name> had their counterparts in every 
town and village in the 21 Battalion area, until by <date when="1940-01-19">19 January</date> 
the unit was fully assembled. For many the metamorphosis 
from civilian to soldier was not easy. Used to making their 
own decisions, they had to learn to obey without question the 
commands of NCOs, even if they were but temporary lance-corporals with one stripe insecurely fastened to their arms. 
Reactions to apparently pointless orders were prompt, but a 
system of lectures and later disciplinary action taught recruits 
what was expected of them in the Army, and all but the born 
outlaws settled down to the routine of military life. The first
<pb xml:id="n4" n="4"/>
few days passed in a maze of marching and counter-marching.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Between the time the drafts stood huddled together on the 
camp parade ground, answering with varying degrees of military smartness as their names were called from the marching-in 
rolls, and the time they were assembled on their first company 
parade, they found that they had acquired a denim fatigue 
dress, suffered the dentist's chair, made their wills, had blankets thrust into their arms, been issued with paybooks, sorted 
into platoons, fed regularly, and had a place to sleep. After 
the finer points of folding blankets, dressing beds, and aligning 
boots had been demonstrated by platoon sergeants, and the 
necessity appreciated of fulfilling the orderly corporal's injunction to appear smartly at the company orderly room when 
required, life became one long queue—for pay, mess, inoculations, clothing, rifles, equipment, and respirators—until feet 
were tired and tempers short.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When he had broken in his army boots, perhaps the private 
soldier's biggest problem was his uniform. After the First 
Echelon had been fitted out there was a shortage of clothing, 
and most of the uniforms were culled from the stores of Territorial units. Those that were not outsize were rejects, of odd 
shapes and poorly matched shades. As one soldier in his first 
letter home put it, ‘We have two kinds of uniforms to choose 
from—big ones and whoppers’. Camp tailors did their best, 
and later serge uniforms manufactured in New Zealand were 
available in some quantity, but at the time the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> 
sailed there were many with ill-fitting, ill-matching dress. The 
denim fatigue and drill uniforms were so poorly designed that 
they made men self-conscious in the presence of their well-turned-out officers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This feeling of inferiority was accentuated on visiting days 
when wives, sweethearts and mothers, many with acquaintances in the officers' mess, were not slow to make comparisons. 
However, a few months of familiarity, if it did not breed contempt, induced a feeling of acquiescence in a state of affairs 
that could not be altered. Drill, discipline, and the adjustment 
of outlook to the reality of training for war brought about a 
philosophical acceptance of the inevitable—so many civilian 
privileges had been surrendered that one more did not matter 
much.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n5" n="5"/>
        <p rend="indent">There was, however, a limit, and that was reached when a 
Government decision was published to the effect that troops 
in uniform were to be denied the civilian right of carrying 
liquor away from hotels. It was mentioned that a similar 
decision had been made during the previous war. The paper 
containing the news reached the camp at breakfast time and 
soon the paragraph in question was the subject of bitter comment. Here was one civilian right the men felt should not be 
denied them. In a few minutes placards hung on the camp 
buildings announcing the attitude of a section of the men. 
They read: ‘No beer no drill.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">This was followed by a gathering of about 150 men of all 
units on a subsidiary parade ground. The indignation meeting 
was addressed by a speaker who maintained the right of a 
soldier to carry away liquor from hotels and decried the 
injustice of the Government in imposing such a restriction.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When Colonel Macky was informed of the proceedings he 
went over to the ground, mounted the truck being used as a 
rostrum, and made it quite clear that the method of approaching the subject was illegal. He concluded by ordering the men 
back to their lines, whereupon the gathering dispersed. Expectations of banner headlines in the press did not materialise— 
merely a short paragraph to the effect that there had been a 
mild demonstration at Papakura Military Camp as a protest 
against the Government's decision. There the matter ended.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The general instruction was that training was not to go 
higher than platoon level, but as far as 21 Battalion was concerned this was disregarded. There was a minimum of parade-ground drill and a maximum of weapon training and fieldcraft—Colonel Macky and his company commanders had not 
fought a war for nothing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This free translation of general instructions led to some 
criticism at the time, but it was not long before every training 
camp in New Zealand had adopted the same practice. Instead 
of spending hours on the parade ground learning the finer 
points of deportment, marching, or saluting, recruits were 
instructed as they moved around the training circuit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Thorough training in infantry weapons was followed by 
daily visits to the rifle range at <name key="name-120027" type="place">Penrose</name>. Those who did not
<pb xml:id="n6" n="6"/>
qualify in their first attempts were sent back until they became 
proficient. Every man also received some training with the 
Bren gun. These weapons were in very short supply at the 
time, and it was believed that 21 Battalion was the only Second 
Echelon unit in which every man had some practical experience with the new infantry weapon before going overseas.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Duder's Beach, east of <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, was a popular exercise 
ground and on one occasion every member of the unit had a 
training shoot at targets on the water. It was a valuable experience, for it was possible to see where every shot fell and each 
man could correct his own aim. Three times a week there was 
night training. In addition, full battalion exercises were held 
frequently and included operations with the Divisional Cavalry 
and engineer detachments training at <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name>. Because of 
this advanced training, the battalion led the majority of the 
brigade exercises in England.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Routine training was interspersed with formal parades. The 
Governor-General inspected the battalion on 8 February and 
on the 21st Brigadier <name key="name-208158" type="person">Hargest</name><note xml:id="fn1-6" n="12"><p><name key="name-208158" type="person">Brig J. Hargest</name>, CBE, DSO and bar, MC, m.i.d.; born Gore, <date when="1891-09-04">4 Sep 1891</date>; farmer; Member of Parliament 1931-44; Otago Mounted Rifles, 1914-20 (CO 2 Bn, Otago Regt); comd 5 Bde Jan 1940-Nov 1941; p.w. <name key="name-004714" type="place">Sidi Azeiz</name><date when="1941-11-27">27 Nov 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1943-03">Mar 1943</date>; killed in action, <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name>, <date when="1944-08-12">12 Aug 1944</date>.</p></note> who had been appointed to 
command 5 Brigade, also inspected the troops in <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name>. 
Two days later there was another parade, this time at the 
Auckland Town Hall in honour of the men from HMS <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110456" type="ship">Achilles</name></hi>, 
just returned from the victory at the <name key="name-030591" type="place">River Plate</name>. Later Captain 
W. E. Parry, commanding the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110456" type="ship">Achilles</name></hi>, described the battle to 
the battalion at <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Day and night training continued until 13 March, when the 
<name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> was declared on active service and given 14 
days' final leave. Early embarkation was expected but changes 
in shipping arrangements resulted in a delay of nearly three 
weeks. Everyone was rather depressed with the prospect, for 
with the last farewells said, weekend leave to <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name> was 
something of an anti-climax.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 31 March the battalion took part in the funeral parade 
of the Prime Minister, the Rt. Hon. M. J. Savage. The parade 
was from the Auckland Railway Station to the corner of Queen 
and Customs Streets; 21 Battalion provided the guard of honour 
and lined each side of the route.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n7" n="7"/>
        <p rend="indent">Towards the end of April there were unmistakable signs of 
impending departure. Large troopships arrived mysteriously 
at <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name> and Battalion Headquarters became extremely 
active. Orderly-room clerks worked late into the night typing 
multiple copies of embarkation rolls, crossing off names for 
various reasons and including others in their place. Paybooks 
were checked to see that all the things that happen to a man 
before leaving for overseas had happened.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The farewell parade in <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name> took place on 27 April. 
After the march through the cheering crowds from the Domain 
to the wharf, rifles were piled and the men given leave from 
1.30 p.m. to 7.45 p.m., when they were to report again at the 
wharf before entraining for <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name>. It was an experiment 
that was never repeated in subsequent farewell parades.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After six hours of send-offs, in which liquid refreshment took 
a prominent part for most, the troops reassembled. Many were 
on time; many were late. It was raining and the wharf was 
blacked out. The first-comers took their rifles from the pile, 
which then collapsed in a heap. Those arriving later had no 
chance of finding their own weapons, nor did they worry over 
the matter, but light-heartedly picked up the first they saw 
unclaimed. It was a scene of military chaos, with the troops 
out of control but in the best of spirits. The crowd of several 
thousand civilians was also out of hand, and the march back 
to the station was something that had to be seen to be believed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The following day, Sunday, was the last opportunity for 
friends and relatives to visit the camp. It was a busy morning. 
Men were searching every corner in <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name> and Ngaruawahia camps for their own rifles. Then followed a voluntary 
church parade at which the attendance numbered four—three 
markers and the RSM, Ray <name key="name-010347" type="person">Barnes</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-7" n="13"><p><name key="name-010347" type="person">WO I R. S. Barnes</name>; born NZ <date when="1908-08-21">21 Aug 1908</date>; Regular soldier; died on active service <date when="1940-11-09">9 Nov 1940</date>.</p></note>
</p>
        <p rend="indent">The emotional strain of saying a last and definite goodbye 
to friends and relatives was countered the next morning with 
a lecture by Major E. A. Harding on the battalion's behaviour 
after the farewell parade. Major Harding normally had little 
to say but his address on that occasion was long and eloquent.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was to be positively no leave from camp on the night
<pb xml:id="n8" n="8"/>
of 30 April for the troops were entraining in the morning, but 
the Carrier Platoon felt that they would like to take a little 
something with them for the road. There was no trouble with 
the main guard when an alleged picket, smartly turned out 
under the command of Sergeant <name key="name-010554" type="person">Marshall-Inman</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-8" n="14"><p><name key="name-010554" type="person">Maj R. A. Marshall-Inman</name>; Tokoroa; born Te Mata, <date when="1914-05-09">9 May 1914</date>; lines-man; wounded <date when="1942-06-27">27 Jun 1942</date>.</p></note> explained 
that they had been detailed to collect an ‘AWL’. Their haversacks were peculiarly heavy when they returned.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the morning of 1 May the battalion, preceded by a band, 
swung out of <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name> and entrained for <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>. A 
familiar figure to the men, ‘Mum’, who lived in a little cottage 
just around the corner where the camp road joins the <name key="name-026522" type="place">Papakura</name>- 
Hunua road, and who on many occasions had brought out 
hot buttered scones to men during rests on route marches, saw 
the battalion off. She joined the column and marched to the 
station, bidding farewell in a motherly fashion to the men 
who never passed her house without waving to her. The move 
was supposed to be a strict secret, but at all stations en route 
to <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name> the platforms were crowded with well-wishers 
who handed out cigarettes, chocolates, sandwiches, and bottles 
of liquid refreshment. Some of the farewell gifts induced a 
feeling of hilarity in their recipients, but for the most part the 
men were silent and thoughtful. (There were only seven of 
them serving with the battalion five years later.)</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion embarked at 1.30 a.m. the following morning 
on the <hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name></hi>. As he went on board each man was 
handed a card showing his cabin number, the deck on which 
it was situated, the number and time of his mess, and his 
muster station for boat drill. The men called their cabin 
numbers as they stepped from the top of the gangway and the 
ship's officers directed traffic left, right, or below. Stewards 
were on hand to show each new party of troops to their cabins, 
where they changed hobnailed boots for deck shoes. They 
then paraded on deck to collect kitbags, were given a steaming 
pannikin of tea with bread and butter and sent to bed, most 
of them in the type of quarters that soldiers of 1914-18 would 
not have believed possible.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Troops messed in two sittings, most of them in the main
<pb xml:id="n9" n="9"/>
first class dining-room, from which one wing had been partitioned to serve as the officers' and nurses' mess. All were served 
from the same kitchen.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Embarkation was completed by 5 a.m. It was at this point 
that the unit lost a valued member and a warm favourite. 
‘Sergeant Noodles’ was the battalion mascot, a snow-white 
terrier which followed at the heels of its owner, Private ‘Tubby’ 
<name key="name-010638" type="person">Ryan</name><note xml:id="fn1-9" n="15"><p><name key="name-010638" type="person">Pte M. P. Ryan</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name>, <date when="1914-03-17">17 Mar 1914</date>; blacksmith' striker.</p></note> of C Company, on all route marches. Sergeant Noodles 
was an example to the untidy, for he was always correctly 
dressed in a red and khaki cover, on the side of which was 
attached his three stripes of rank. He wore his NZEF badge on 
his collar and was never known to give one away to a lady 
friend. Transport regulations prevented his embarkation and 
he was turned away at the gangway. However, somebody 
threw a rope from the deck to the wharf and, through the 
good offices of one of the wharf staff, Sergeant Noodles was 
nearly hoisted aboard. While the men were hauling him up 
his yelping attracted the notice of a ship's officer, who ordered 
him to be lowered again, and so the battalion lost its mascot.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 6 a.m. the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207155" type="ship">Aquitania</name></hi> slipped quietly from her berth, 
followed at half-hour intervals by the <hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name></hi> and 
the <hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name></hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Though officially the embarkation was a secret, many friends 
and relatives in New Zealand knew of it, and thousands of 
them had gathered outside the locked gates leading to the 
wharf. Their night-long wait was rewarded at the last minute 
when, despite assurances to the contrary, the gates were 
opened and they streamed in to gaze hopefully at the towering 
sides of the large liners.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Trentham Camp band ‘Rolled out the Barrel’ as each 
ship moved off into the mist over Wellington Harbour. At 
midday, under the protection of HMS <hi rend="i">Leander</hi> and HMAS 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-110017" type="place">Canberra</name></hi>, the ships slipped quietly out into Cook Strait, where 
they were joined by the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110454" type="ship">Andes</name></hi> and HMAS <hi rend="i"><name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name></hi> from 
<name key="name-029248" type="place">Lyttelton</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The convoy, now complete, formed up in two divisions led 
by the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110017" type="place">Canberra</name></hi> and <hi rend="i"><name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name></hi>, with <hi rend="i">Leander</hi> as whipper-in, and
<pb xml:id="n10" n="10"/>
set a course for <name key="name-008850" type="place">Sydney</name>. That harbour was not entered, but 
a rendezvous was made off the coast with the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-010623" type="ship">Queen Mary</name></hi> and 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-207156" type="ship">Mauretania</name></hi>, carrying Australian troops. Later the <hi rend="i">Empress of 
<name key="name-007274" type="place">Canada</name></hi> came up when the convoy, en route for <name key="name-000951" type="place">Fremantle</name>, 
was passing through <name key="name-000457" type="place">Bass Strait</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Both the sea and the troops were a little unsettled at first, 
but by the time the ships anchored off <name key="name-000951" type="place">Fremantle</name> on 10 May 
nearly everyone had found his sea legs and was in good shape 
for shore leave.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Leave to <name key="name-000870" type="place">Perth</name> was granted from 11 a.m. to midnight and 
the people of <name key="name-000740" type="place">Western Australia</name> gave the visitors a royal 
welcome. Transport, refreshment centres, and guides had been 
arranged, but for the majority it was a rollicking riotous time, with 
the police turning a tolerant and myopic eye on the spectacle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was necessary to make a premature departure from Fremantle and the convoy sailed at midday on 12 May, with 
many of the guests slowly recovering from West Australian 
hospitality. <name key="name-001067" type="place">Ceylon</name> was the next likely port of call and the 
troops settled down to a long voyage through the tropics. 
Boat drill, training, lectures, entertainments, and gambling in 
secluded corners filled the time between queueing for meals and 
passing on the latest rumours. In this last pastime the troops 
were helped materially by the German radio, which maintained a very sympathetic interest in the voyage.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was, however, enough bad news over the English radio 
to restrain the most optimistic. On the night of 9-10 May the 
Germans invaded <name key="name-007841" type="place">Holland</name>, <name key="name-006905" type="place">Belgium</name> and Luxembourg; then 
<name key="name-006863" type="place">Rotterdam</name> was destroyed and <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name> invaded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In anticipation of leave at <name key="name-001067" type="place">Ceylon</name>, paybooks were filled in 
to allow the men off the transports as soon as possible after 
arriving at that port. At 10 p.m. on the night of 15 May, 
while everyone was contemplating the purchase of ivory elephants and other souvenirs to send home, the convoy's course 
was altered. Nobody was aware of the change of direction 
till the morning, when the sun unaccountably rose on the 
wrong side of the ship. No official announcement was made 
concerning this extraordinary event, but the best and most 
reliable rumours said that <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> would be the next stop 
en route for England.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n11" n="11"/>
        <p rend="indent">The New Zealand Government was aware of the possible 
diversion before the transports sailed. The attitude of <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>, 
with submarines in the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> and her fleet ready to steam 
out from its <name key="name-007453" type="place">Mediterranean</name> bases, dictated a policy of caution 
that was amply vindicated when, on 10 June, Mussolini declared 
war and invaded <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Tentative arrangements had been made for producing a 
ship's magazine to commemorate the voyage, and when the 
change in destination was confirmed it was decided to rush 
the copy and have the material ready to be printed at Cape 
Town. A competition was held for a pictorial cover and the 
two winning entries, a sketch of the ship by CSM <name key="name-010644" type="person">Sexton</name><note xml:id="fn1-11" n="16"><p><name key="name-010644" type="person">Capt V. R. Sexton</name>, m.i.d.; born NZ <date when="1914-06-16">16 Jun 1914</date>; Regular soldier; wounded <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>; died <date when="1948-01-09">9 Jan 1948</date>.</p></note> 
and a Maori design by Private Johnny <name key="name-010328" type="person">Adams</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-11" n="17"><p><name key="name-010328" type="person">Pte J. R. Adams</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1908-08-01">1 Aug 1908</date>; wood carver and driver; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-06-01">1 Jun 1941</date>.</p></note> a Norfolk 
Islander in 15 Platoon, were combined. No suitable title came 
forward but, in recognition of the continuous flow of rumours 
permeating the ship, the magazine was called <hi rend="i">The Grapevine</hi>. 
The <hi rend="i">Cape Times</hi> generously rushed the job through at cost 
price and, with sales at sixpence a copy, a profit of £10 was 
handed into regimental funds.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Because her Chinese crew had declined to proceed beyond 
<name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> into the less peaceful <name key="name-006366" type="place">Atlantic</name>, the troops on the 
<hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name></hi> had to be distributed among the remaining 
troopships. Preparations for the transfer were completed by 
the time the convoy reached <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> early in the morning 
of the 26th. The 21st Battalion moved into the <hi rend="i">Empress of 
<name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name></hi> and bedded down along the enclosed promenade deck 
and in the main lounge. Thick mattresses ensured comfort and 
later, in the heat of the tropics, it was realised that the coolest 
part of the ship had been secured. The <hi rend="i">Empress</hi> at that time 
still had her elaborate peacetime fittings and appointments, 
including a variety of shops, all of which were open for business. In addition there was access twice weekly to her marble 
swimming baths, complete with roomy and pleasant dressing 
quarters. But perhaps the greatest luxury of all were the messing arrangements. There was no queueing for meals, and everybody sat at small tables covered with snow-white cloths and
<pb xml:id="n12" n="12"/>
ate meals served on the ship's white crockery and brought to 
them by the ship's waiters. The battalion never travelled under 
such conditions again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The citizens of <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> rubbed their eyes when the mist 
lifted off the harbour on the morning of Sunday 26 May. 
The naval authorities were the only people aware of the arriving transports and the secret had been well kept. The South 
African Women's Auxiliary Service sprang quickly into action 
and took charge of hospitality arrangements. South Africa's 
mixed population was known to be not entirely pro-British, and 
a security lecture to the troops stressing the presence of fifth 
columnists in <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> induced at first a cautious response 
to the many car owners offering sightseeing trips and invitations 
to their homes.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Leave was granted on three of the four days the transports 
were in <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> and everybody was overwhelmed by the 
kindness and hospitality of the people. With between six and 
seven thousand troops on shore leave, it was <name key="name-000951" type="place">Fremantle</name> over 
again. Hotels ran out of stocks and beer wagons rushing fresh 
supplies were unloaded in the streets by Australian and New 
Zealand troops. Traffic was dislocated, hotels closed early, and 
many shops barricaded their windows. The <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> police 
force were as efficiently unobtrusive as their West Australian 
counterparts. Nevertheless they must have heaved a sigh of 
relief when the transports sailed again on the morning of 31 May.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <hi rend="i">Cumberland</hi> replaced HMAS <hi rend="i"><name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name></hi> at this point and 
<name key="name-010445" type="organisation">Freetown</name> was made without incident on the morning of 7 June. 
The days were growing steadily warmer, but in spite of the 
somewhat crowded conditions 21 Battalion managed an hour's 
route march in boots on deck each day, as well as organised 
sports and general training.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was no leave at <name key="name-010445" type="place">Freetown</name>, and while the ships loaded 
water and fuel, the troops passed the time looking at the 
amazing collection of shipping concentrated inside the harbour 
boom. There were warships, aircraft carriers, and merchantmen of all sizes and nationality awaiting convoy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Native canoes provided another form of entertainment. They 
clustered around the ships in dozens offering a varied collection 
of wares, which included bright scarves, breadfruit, mangoes,
<pb xml:id="n13" n="13"/>
coconuts, monkeys, snakes, and little coloured baskets. The 
troops had very little money to trade with, but the natives 
overcame the difficulty by accepting oddments of clothing and 
packets of cigarettes in exchange for their wares. Shirts and 
deck shoes were good mediums of barter and two monkeys 
were acquired in this way. The transaction was not entirely 
successful, for the monkeys were put ashore before departure 
and there was still the orderly-room fine for shortage in equipment to be met.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nobody was sorry to leave <name key="name-010445" type="place">Freetown</name> the following afternoon. 
It was steaming hot at anchor and the local breed of mosquitoes 
appreciated the change of diet offered them. There were 17 
cases of malaria on the <hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name></hi>. She was the last 
ship to leave the harbour, and the last person to wave farewell was a white woman in a launch. As the <hi rend="i">Empress</hi> took up 
her position, a plane overhead blinked in morse ‘Best of luck’. 
Perhaps the pilot was thinking of what an enemy bomber 
could do to such a target if the aircraft carrier <hi rend="i"><name key="name-400000" type="ship">Hermes</name></hi> had not 
joined the convoy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The convoy was to pass through dangerous waters now and 
blackout precautions were intensified. Four Vickers guns had 
been borrowed from the Australians and mounted for anti-aircraft defence; submarine lookouts were posted, and measures 
to be taken against possible incendiary bombs and gas were 
explained to the troops.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The entry of <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name> into the war was known on the afternoon of 10 June, and when on the 14th the escort was augmented by HMS <hi rend="i">Hood</hi>, the aircraft carrier <hi rend="i">Argus</hi>, and four 
destroyers, there were thoughtful faces in 21 Battalion. The 
thoughtful ones received large reinforcements next day when 
the convoy passed floating wreckage strewn over the water— 
paper, barrels, empty lifeboats and rafts. Later a large fire 
that had been an oil tanker was seen on the horizon, and 
finally the ship shuddered violently from the explosion of a 
depth-charge dropped by one of the warships. Playing at 
soldiers was over from that moment.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 17,000-mile journey was nearly ended, safely and 
uneventfully thanks to the <name key="name-003205" type="organisation">Royal Navy</name> and the <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name>. The 
Irish coast was sighted at daybreak on the morning of the
<pb xml:id="n14" n="14"/>
16th and towards midday the convoy moved into the Firth 
of Clyde, finally coming to anchor at <name key="name-010456" type="place">Gourock</name>. The mist lifted 
and the neat, chequered pattern of the Scottish countryside 
disclosed itself to the sea-weary eyes of the men of 21 Battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A fortnight before the convoy made port on the western 
coast another and larger body of troops had landed in the 
south-east of England. It was the <name key="name-020252" type="organisation">British Expeditionary Force</name> 
returned via <name key="name-003521" type="place">Dunkirk</name>, carrying only its rifles and its fighting 
spirit. An almost unbelieveable three weeks of catastrophe had 
eliminated <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name> as a fighting force; in another week she 
was not even an ally, so the arrival of the New Zealanders 
and Australians could hardly have been more opportune. The 
peaked hat of the Kiwi and the equally characteristic head-dress of the Aussie, both well remembered from the previous 
war, were morale builders of the highest order—out of all 
proportion to the material help the Dominion troops would 
have been able to give had the expected German landing 
eventuated.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The afternoon was spent in listening to addresses of welcome 
delivered over the ship's loudspeaker by the GOC Scottish 
Command on behalf of the King; by Brigadier <name key="name-207920" type="person">Falla</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-14" n="18"><p><name key="name-207920" type="person">Brig N. S. Falla</name>, CMG, DSO, m.i.d.; born Westport, <date when="1883-05-03">3 May 1883</date>; managing director Union Steamship Coy; NZ Fd Arty 1914-19 (Lt-Col comd 2 and 3 NZ FA Bdes); comd 2 NZEF Base, Feb 1940-Jun 1941; NZ repve on Ministry of Transport, <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, 1941-45; died <date when="1945-11-06">6 Nov 1945</date>.</p></note> representing the High Commissioner for New Zealand; and by 
Brigadier <name key="name-208719" type="person">Miles</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-14" n="19"><p><name key="name-208719" type="person">Brig R. Miles</name>, CBE, DSO and bar, MC, m.i.d.; born Springston, <date when="1892-12-10">10 Dec 1892</date>; Regular soldier; NZ Fd Arty 1914-19 (Bty Comd and BM); CRA 2 NZ Div 1940-41; comd <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name> (<name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name>) <date when="1940">1940</date>; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-12-01">1 Dec 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1943-03">Mar 1943</date>; died in <name key="name-007594" type="place">Spain</name> <date when="1943-10-20">20 Oct 1943</date>.</p></note> speaking for the GOC 2 New Zealand 
Division. The King's message read:</p>
        <p rend="indent">To the Officers commanding the Australian and New Zealand 
contingents—A few months ago we sent a few words of welcome 
to the first echelons of the 2nd Australian and New Zealand Expeditionary Force when they disembarked in the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name>. It has 
fallen to your lot to take your place alongside us. You find us in 
the forefront of the battle. To all I give a warm welcome, knowing 
the stern purpose that brings you from your distant homes. I send 
best wishes and look forward to seeing you soon.</p>
        <p rend="right">GEORGE R.I.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n15" n="15"/>
        <p rend="indent">When not preparing to disembark, the troops lined every 
point of vantage from the sun deck to the mastheads admiring 
the heather-covered hillsides and the quaint little cottages 
scattered over them. Lights out at nine o'clock with the sun 
still shining was a novelty not appreciated.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Disembarkation was spread over three days, 21 Battalion's 
turn coming on the 19th, when it entrained for <name key="name-002775" type="place">Aldershot</name>. 
Official news of the Anzacs' arrival was not released until they 
were safely in camp in the south of England, but they themselves exuberantly announced their own presence as they sang 
their way through <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name> and England.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a long but interesting journey after six and a half 
weeks at sea. While daylight lasted there were cheers and 
handshakes, gifts of sandwiches, rolls, pies, tea, coffee, and 
chocolate at every stopping place; there was the ‘thumbs-up’ 
greeting to passers by and the waving to and from girls, boys, 
and old men among the crops in the patchwork fields. The 
most blasé Kiwi felt he was among his own kith and kin. If 
there was any ‘see the conquering hero comes’ feeling engendered by the continuous welcome, however, it was dissipated 
when the unit detrained in the morning at North Camp, a 
few miles from <name key="name-002775" type="place">Aldershot</name>. Led by a band they marched, fully 
laden, five miles to their camp at <name key="name-024324" type="place">Mytchett</name>. The route was 
through a closely settled civilian locality and the coolness of 
their reception was very deflating indeed. Later they realised 
that the <name key="name-002775" type="place">Aldershot</name> area had seen troops coming and going for 
generations and that they were just another intake to <name key="name-024324" type="place">Mytchett</name>. 
When they reached the military area, however, they were 
welcomed with smiles, cheers, hand waving, and the thumbs-up sign from steel-helmeted British soldiers, and everybody felt 
better.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troop trains continued to arrive until Friday the 21st, 
when <name key="name-024336" type="organisation">5 Infantry Brigade</name> had assembled in one area for the 
first time in its short history.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-010575" type="place">Mytchett Camp</name> was a new experience for men used to huts 
and tents in orderly array. Certainly there were tents, thousands of them, but pitched with an eye to safety from the air. 
They were scattered around under trees, and if there was a 
straight row it was only because there was a straight row of
<pb xml:id="n16" n="16"/>
trees to shelter beneath. Tents in the open were pitched haphazardly around and camouflaged to merge with the brown 
pine needles or the green grass. Fifth Brigade and divisional 
details had to themselves three wide, tree-covered ridges and 
two broad valleys crossed by tree-lined lanes and divided into 
tree-lined paddocks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Several miles away other arms were likewise dispersed, and 
a visit to every unit of the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> involved a journey 
of nearly fifty miles. Eight men to a bell tent with a wooden 
floor was thought by some to be rather cramped, but old 
diggers who remembered the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> zone after <name key="name-026177" type="place">Gallipoli</name> 
told tales of 24 to a tent, a man to each seam and the last 
two unable to lie down until the flaps were drawn—and no 
wooden floor. It was no use arguing with experts; but a few 
months later the same men were sleeping tentless in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> 
and <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. Until 24 June, when four days' disembarkation 
leave began, the time was spent in completing the camp facilities. Marquees were erected, sanitary and ablution arrangements organised, and slit trenches, though ill planned and badly 
sited, were dug. These holes in the ground were looked on 
with ill-concealed disdain until an air-raid warning in the early 
hours of the first night in camp had everybody roused and 
ready to move if necessary. It was not necessary that night; 
but at each company orderly room in the morning there was 
a queue of men to report the loss of steel helmets and request 
a new issue.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Londoners, still shaken by the defeat in <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name> and the Dunkirk evacuation, looked with puzzled faces at the influx of 
soldiers wearing peaked hats and bright puggarees. Obviously 
they were strangers by the way they stood at street corners 
staring at such everyday things as London Bridge and <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>'s 
Monument, and obviously they were civilised by the way they 
made periodic visits to the nearest hotel. The older generation 
of Londoner was quick to recognise the return of the New 
Zealander. Organised and private hospitality were immediate 
and overwhelming. If anybody got lost the <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> policeman 
was ready to oblige, and if the soldier found the local ales a 
trifle heavy, that was all right with him too.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Training began in earnest after <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> leave and anti-gas
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP002a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP002a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP002a-g"/><head><name key="name-002294" type="place">GREECE</name></head><figDesc>coloured map of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name></figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n17" n="17"/>
drill took a prominent part in the day's syllabus, for it was 
generally thought that gas would be one of the German invasion weapons. To show the troops that gas, though invisible, 
was real, each man was first taken through the gas chamber 
with his mask adjusted and later marched through without it. 
Tear gas was used for the demonstration and it was extremely 
convincing. A respirator was not just something you put on 
by numbers any more.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Training gear began to arrive and with it British instructors 
to explain the new techniques. Fearsome beings these Tommy 
officers and NCOs were supposed to be—tigers on saluting and 
devils for discipline—but, like most unknown terrors, they were 
not so bad when you got to know them. At first equipment 
was on a very meagre scale, as England was almost denuded 
of weapons and the High Command was counting the hours 
while the first convoys of American arms crossed the <name key="name-006366" type="place">Atlantic</name>. 
This position altered as the weeks went by and the flood of 
American arms, together with the rising tide of local output, 
flowed into every front-line battalion and every <name key="name-024736" type="organisation">Home Guard</name> 
unit. But all that was beyond the ken of the private soldier. 
His trouble was to get used to the English scale of rations, and 
until the battalion cooks learned how to get the utmost out of 
it, the <name key="name-026979" type="organisation">NAAFI</name> had many a hungry New Zealand customer.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Perhaps the biggest uplift to morale was given by the issue 
of battle dress in the first week in July. The ill-matched uniforms, especially the narrow ‘snake-proof’ trousers, were thankfully discarded in favour of the easy fitting, neat, and comfortable battle dress. This in turn led to the worsted ‘New Zealand’ 
shoulder flash, a recognition device introduced by the Canadians. The characteristic peaked hat was not worn with battle 
dress and, except for the small badge on the cap, the New 
Zealanders' individuality was largely lost. It was completely 
obliterated on manoeuvres when the steel helmet replaced the 
cloth cap, but with the battle dress and the shoulder flash the 
troops were supremely content.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Fifth Brigade was inspected at different times in those first 
weeks by high civil and military dignitaries, including Mr. W. J. 
Jordan, New Zealand High Commissioner, and Mr. Anthony 
Eden, Secretary of State for War, but an event which will
<pb xml:id="n18" n="18"/>
always be remembered was the visit of <name key="name-010450" type="person">King George VI</name> on 
6 July. The King inspected the various units as they went 
about their training, which was carried out in the normal 
manner in spite of a persistent drizzle. After lunch with <name key="name-207994" type="person">General 
Freyberg</name> and a hundred officers from all arms and of all ranks, 
His Majesty met 21 Battalion route-marching. The weather 
had cleared in the afternoon and the King, standing on the 
side of a country lane, took the salute in an informal march past. 
On the opposite side a small group of women and children 
had gathered. One woman with a basket on her arm leaned 
unconcernedly on the handle bars of her bicycle as the troops 
passed, while a few miles away an enemy bomber could be 
heard dropping his unpleasant cargo. The march past was an 
unpretentious ceremony but a stirring one.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The separation of the First and Second Echelons had for 
the time being prevented the formation of the New Zealand 
Division in the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name>, but plans had been made to use 
the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> to meet the expected invasion. The force 
was accordingly organised as a small division in three groups:</p>
        <p rend="indent">A covering force commanded by Brigadier Miles, comprising C Squadron Divisional Cavalry, a machine-gun company, and an improvised infantry battalion formed from anti-tank personnel.</p>
        <p rend="hang"><name key="name-024336" type="organisation">5 Infantry Brigade</name> commanded by Brigadier Hargest. 
A smaller mixed brigade under Brigadier Barrowclough, 
made up of <name key="name-002582" type="organisation">28 (Maori) Battalion</name> and a composite battalion 
formed from the reinforcement companies of each unit, 
including those intended for the <name key="name-000814" type="organisation">First Echelon</name>.</p>
        <p>On 9 July, therefore, E Company 21 Battalion marched out 
to Dogmersfield and became part of the newly raised 29 Battalion of the mixed brigade. Major R. W. Harding, OC 
C Company, became second-in-command to Lieutenant- 
Colonel <name key="name-004198" type="person">McNaught</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-18" n="20"><p><name key="name-004198" type="person">Lt-Col G. J. McNaught</name>, DSO, ED; <name key="name-021363" type="place">New Plymouth</name>; born <name key="name-008123" type="place">Wanganui</name>, <date when="1896-11-26">26 Nov 1896</date>; schoolmaster; NZ MG Corps 1916-19 (2 Lt <date when="1919">1919</date>); CO 29 Bn (<name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name>) Jun 1940-Mar 1941; 25 Bn Sep-Dec 1941; wounded <date when="1941-11-23">23 Nov 1941</date>; headmaster New Plymouth Boys' High School.</p></note> CO 29 Battalion. Captain <name key="name-010627" type="person">Reanney</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-18" n="21"><p><name key="name-010627" type="person">Maj L. W. Reanney</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1905-06-05">5 Jun 1905</date>; haulage contractor; GSO 3 Auckland Fortress HQ, Jan 1942-Aug 1943; GSO 2 Northern Military District, Aug 1943-Feb 1946.</p></note>
<pb xml:id="n19" n="19"/>
second-in-command of E Company, replaced Captain Tongue 
as OC of that company, and Tongue replaced Major Harding 
as OC C Company. E Company rejoined the battalion in 
Egypt and sailed to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the role allotted to the force the emphasis was on mobility, 
and the balance of July was spent in day and night practice 
moves by transport, full-scale tactical exercises, and toughening-up marches.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Invasion was in the air. The Germans were concentrating 
barges and motor boats along the French coast and their air 
force was probing and testing the English defences. Air-raid 
warnings became more and more frequent, until they were 
almost continuous as the opening phases of the Battle of <name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name> 
were fought over the Channel. The battalion area escaped 
attention from bombers until 8 August, when a lone raider 
dropped a bomb among the slit trenches at the end of the camp. 
After that individual trenches were dug close to the tents.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although the leave situation and quotas changed from time 
to time, there were always some troops in <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, and the 
need for a residential club was met by the acquisition of the 
Italian Fascist headquarters building in <name key="name-004467" type="place">Charing Cross Road</name>. 
It was an all-ranks club with beer licence, billiard rooms, washrooms, storage rooms, and showers. Most of the Italian inscriptions, all plaques and decorations were taken down, but a bronze 
profile of Mussolini was so firmly fixed that the wall would 
have had to have been removed to displace it. The difficulty 
was surmounted by covering Mussolini with a large framed 
portrait of the Rt. Hon. Peter Fraser. A full-sized statue of 
Julius Caesar was also for the same reason left to adorn the 
balcony. Those who had studied him in their schooldays said 
he was not a bad sort of bloke and that, had he been born a 
couple of thousand years later, he might have been on our 
side because he did not like Germans either.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The final training exercise was scheduled to begin on 
3 August and took the form of a 100-mile route march to be 
completed in six days. Because of the possibility of air attack 
the battalion marched by platoons at 50-yard intervals, and 
at the end of each day's march was picked up and taken by 
transport to the bivouac area, where the company trucks 
delivered the meals, valises, and blanket rolls.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n20" n="20"/>
        <p rend="indent">It was the height of the English summer, and the route 
through the southern counties lay along tree-lined roads with 
villages every few miles. The consistent hospitality of the 
English people was shrewdly taken advantage of during this 
march, for whenever a village church spire indicated a settled 
area ahead the troops lustily announced their coming with a 
full-throated rendering of ‘<name key="name-005118" type="organisation">Maori Battalion</name>’ or ‘We are the 
Boys from Way Down Under’. A wayside inn always produced 
agonised renderings of ‘How dry we are’. The pathos in the 
final line, ‘God only knows how dry we are’, would have 
brought tears to the eyes of a bronze statue. It was seldom 
indeed that the vocal efforts failed to fill the village street with 
people offering fruit, drinks, and cakes. There was a particularly lucky break at the end of the fourth day near Partridge 
Green, after 16 miles of hard going, mostly over concrete-slabbed road and topped off by a long hill. The halt was in 
front of a private hospital and it was the first occasion that 
the transport was late in arriving, but the time was easily 
filled in. Within very few minutes the only people in the 
hospital were the bedridden patients; sisters, nurses, garden 
boys, walking patients, and later the Matron carried tea, 
biscuits, cakes and fruit to the lucky platoons nearby. Finally 
the Matron produced sufficient cigarettes to go round one 
company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The bivouac areas on this march were at Pheasants' Copse, 
West Grimstead Park, Wych Cross, Partridge Green and 
Whiteways Lodge, and on each day the troops saw something 
of rural England prepared for invasion. Paddocks were strewn 
with old cars, trucks and carts, and any other obstacle that 
would make air landing hazardous; barbed-wire barricades 
were handily placed along the roads and tank traps ready for 
immediate use; every road junction was mined for demolition, 
with troops or <name key="name-024736" type="organisation">Home Guard</name> standing by—any day might see 
the invasion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The exercise ended at Petworth, where the battalion embussed for <name key="name-024324" type="place">Mytchett</name> with 84 miles of marching behind it, and 
a long trail of empty inns waiting replenishment from their 
brewers. Seven days' leave followed the return to camp. Troops 
with a free rail warrant and a comforting paybook credit set
<pb xml:id="n21" n="21"/>
out for destinations ranging from the north of <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name> to the 
south of England; some even unfolded well enough a tale of 
pining relations in <name key="name-120007" type="place">Ireland</name> to manage a trip across the Irish Sea.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Those with lean paybook balances had to do some high 
financing to get away, for no one was given leave unless he 
had a credit of £3 IOS. to show. This regulation was a result 
of the first four days' <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> leave. With a touching regard 
for odd soldiers who might run short of cash, an auxiliary pay 
office had been opened in <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, but the word soon got 
about that Father Christmas was in town and a rush set in 
to get some easy money.</p>
        <p rend="indent">With ammunition and equipment now up to war establishment, training emphasis was on mobility, anti-gas precautions, 
and passive air defence. Convoy organisation was tested in 
frequent practice moves by transport, as well as by exercises 
in embussing and debussing by day and by night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As August drew to an end a close watch was kept on the 
German preparations for invasion. Everything pointed to 
<name key="name-028932" type="place">Dover</name> as the first objective. Troops and shipping continued to 
concentrate in the Pas de Calais area; two mountain divisions 
with mules, presumably to scale the <name key="name-006556" type="place">Folkestone</name> cliffs, were 
located, and powerful long-range batteries to command the 
Channel came into existence daily. If the attempt was to be 
made it would have to be in September, for the October 
equinoctial gales would preclude any small-boat crossing of the 
Channel.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was an exceedingly pleased <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> that learned 
on 3 September that it was fit for front-line duty and would 
probably move to the critical area around <name key="name-028932" type="place">Dover</name>. The Prime 
Minister, Mr. Churchill, addressed them the next day in a 
characteristic speech:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Soldiers of New Zealand, in the name of the British Government 
I wish to tell you how very glad we are to have had you with us 
during these last four months, so critical for our island home and 
so fateful in the history of the British Empire. When you came our 
forces in this island were by no means as strong as they are today. 
When you first came a comparatively small army of the enemy 
might have wrought much havoc before they had been finished off. 
But now we have very powerful armies and if, as some think, that
<pb xml:id="n22" n="22"/>
bad man is inclined to try his venture, we feel sure we shall give 
a good account of ourselves. And again I say we are very glad 
that troops from New Zealand would bear their part in the defence 
of this ancient State and island—the heart of the Empire, the cradle 
and the citadel of free institutions throughout the world.</p>
        <p rend="indent">We in this island are now bearing the accumulated weight of the 
malice and tyranny of the enemy. We do not feel unequal to it. 
We are sure we shall prove ourselves not unequal to the task of 
once again being the champion and the liberator of <name key="name-008008" type="place">Europe</name>. We 
do not feel lonely when the sons of our great Dominions overseas 
—lands where they breed the finest fighting races—come back here 
or come to other parts of the British Empire, there to bear their 
parts in this great contention. I wish you well. I wish you great 
good luck. May God protect you. I am sure you will crown the 
name of New Zealand with honours, with a lustre which will not 
fade as the years pass by. Of all the wars we have ever fought, none 
has been more honourable, more righteous than this. None has 
been more unsought by us. In none has greater weight been thrown 
upon us. From none shall we emerge with a greater sense of duty 
done. May fortune rest upon your arms. May you return home 
with victory to your credit, having written pages into the annals 
of the Imperial Army which will be turned over by future generations whenever they wish to find a model for military conduct.</p>
        <p rend="indent">New Zealanders are not very good at cheering, but they 
cheered that day.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Together with other troops massing on the south-east coast, 
the <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name> (<name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name>), with 8 (British) <name key="name-015594" type="organisation">Royal Tank Regiment</name> 
under command, was ordered to move closer to the coast and 
come under the command of <name key="name-026787" type="organisation">12 Corps</name> in a counter-offensive 
role. The 21st Battalion moved by bus column on 5 September 
to a bivouac area in King's Wood, south-east of <name key="name-027589" type="place">Maidstone</name>, 
and was placed on short warning.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The task allotted to 5 Brigade was to counter-attack enemy 
forces moving on <name key="name-028932" type="place">Dover</name> from either the direction of Postling 
in the south or <name key="name-006540" type="place">Canterbury</name> in the north. To this end very 
thorough reconnaissances of the <name key="name-028932" type="place">Dover</name> area were made daily 
by the responsible officers, while the rest of the battalion 
watched the fierce combats overhead by day and listened to 
the noise of anti-aircraft guns by night. The weather, until 
then perfect, broke a few days later and the battalion, with
<pb xml:id="n23" n="23"/>
its task allotted, moved into billets in <name key="name-110233" type="place">Leeds</name> village. This was 
a new and not unwelcome experience, in spite of daily excursions and alarms. Battalion officers were quartered at Burgess 
Hall (Battalion Headquarters) and other ranks were billeted 
with the local residents in the village; Headquarters Company 
was in barns at the foot of the village; A and B Companies 
were at Langly close by; D Company was at Bleak House, 
some three miles distant; C Company, detached as support 
troops to 8 RTR, was at Eastwell Park and attached for rations 
only, with sleeping quarters in the stone towers at the entrance 
to the park.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Route marches to familiarise the troops with the countryside 
were interspersed with brigade exercises. There was <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> 
leave for 10 per cent, and regular weekend leave to <name key="name-442818" type="place">Canterbury</name>, 
<name key="name-027589" type="place">Maidstone</name>, and other nearby centres. At Maidstone on 17 September the battalion sustained its first casualties when a bomb 
landed close to a crowded leave bus. Two men were slightly 
wounded; the others escaped injury.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the end of September it was thought that the invasion 
season was over, for winter was noticeably at hand. Football 
grounds were marked out and Rugby matches were played 
daily. They commenced at platoon level and gradually worked 
up to inter-battalion matches. It was not one of 21 Battalion's 
best football periods for, after drawing with <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, it 
lost to <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name> and <name key="name-002582" type="organisation">28 (Maori) Battalion</name>. A one-point win 
was secured over the Artillery team and a convincing victory 
gained over a combined ASC and <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> team.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When all danger of invasion was thought to be over, there 
was an alarm in the early hours of 25 October. At 3 a.m. 
carriers were heard dashing along the main street shortly after 
a warning order to stand to was issued. Troops billeted with 
private families were wakened by runners and everybody 
warned to be ready to move by 8 a.m. This undoubtedly was 
it. The troops were fed at 5 a.m. and within two hours the 
brigade was ready to move off. At 8 a.m. it was learned that 
it had been an exercise to ascertain the time it would take to 
move the brigade without prior warning. It is not necessary 
to describe the men's feelings and remarks—they were unprintable anyhow.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n24" n="24"/>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion went into winter billets at <name key="name-010378" type="place">Camberley</name> on 
4 November, after two months in the field as part of <name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name>'s 
defence force. The accommodation consisted of a number of 
vacated civilian houses less than a mile from the town, with 
heated and lighted rooms available for reading, writing, and 
indoor recreation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Facilities for free attendance at technical, commercial, language, and art classes at civilian colleges and night schools were 
also available. Owing to the lack of parade grounds, training 
took the form of thrice-weekly route marches and intensified 
weapon training. There were, in addition, range practices and 
shoots with Thompson sub-machine guns, anti-tank rifles, and 
mortars. It was an enjoyable period, with one melancholy 
exception when RSM Ray Barnes died of pneumonia on 
9 November, the first death in the battalion. WO I Dave 
<name key="name-010662" type="person">Sweeney</name><note xml:id="fn1-24" n="22"><p><name key="name-010662" type="person">Capt D. M. Sweeney</name>; Upper Hutt; born <name key="name-120141" type="place">Waipukurau</name>, <date when="1913-07-20">20 Jul 1913</date>; Regular soldier.</p></note> was appointed to the vacancy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Night and weekend leave, temporarily suspended during the 
move to <name key="name-010378" type="place">Camberley</name>, was restored and with <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> only forty 
miles away quotas were always filled. Entertainment in Camberley was also varied and plentiful—there were inns, particularly the Victoria with its special singing hall, and the Cambridge, where Sandhurst officer cadets were quite swamped by 
other rank Kiwis, to the former's patent disgust. There were 
regular <name key="name-027509" type="organisation">ENSA</name> shows, dances, and private hospitality.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although in those weeks it was far more dangerous to be a 
civilian in <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> than a soldier out of it, there were always 
plenty of applicants for weekend leave to the city. Air raids 
were at their height and <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> was burning, but the fact 
did not deter the troops. The reason became apparent by 
degrees. Owing to public commendation of the action of some 
men in helping the city fire-workers to rescue people from 
blazing buildings, the shrewd soldier saw the best excuse in 
his army career to overstay leave and get away with it. The 
number of people allegedly rescued rose steadily, while the 
AWL list grew to such proportions that Colonel Macky had 
to point out firmly that it was not the battalion's duty to do 
this noble work but to be clear of the city and back in camp 
by the appointed hour.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n25" n="25"/>
        <p rend="indent">During the period the battalion was in billets at <name key="name-010378" type="place">Camberley</name>, 
the Commander-in-Chief Home Forces visited the area and 
garaged his car for the night adjacent to the quartermaster's 
stores. In the morning the stately Rolls-Royce had lost something of its stateliness for it was minus radiator cap and C-in-C's 
pennant. Widespread inquiries were instituted with no result, 
but suspicion naturally pointed to the Q staff, who were generally alleged to be thieves by both birth and instinct, otherwise 
they would not be quarter blokes. After some vicissitudes and 
changes in ownership, the pennant now adorns the mantlepiece 
of a farmhouse in <name key="name-120022" type="place">North Auckland</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Whispers of another early move involving travel by sea put 
new vim into training, and hitherto unheard of reasons for the 
granting of leave were hopefully submitted to Battalion Headquarters. By the middle of November it was generally known 
that 5 Brigade was going to join the First and Third Echelons 
in Egypt, and on 26 November orders for embarkation were 
received. Two days later the road party with all vehicles 
marched out for embarkation at Liverpool, followed the next 
day by the carriers. A march past for the Governor-General 
designate, Sir Cyril Newall, and for the <name key="name-000898" type="person">Duke of Gloucester</name> 
on the 9th and 11th respectively completed the brigade's training. Four days' embarkation leave commenced on 12 December 
with 50 per cent away at the one time. Twenty-eight were 
AWL from the first draft and 23 from the second, but their 
pay, accumulated during the nine weeks' voyage to the Middle 
East, helped to meet the fines inflicted, and they maintained 
that the extra days had been worth the cost.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The first snow fell on the evening of 23 December and it 
was in a typical English winter setting that the battalion celebrated Christmas Day. Even the enemy raiders refrained from 
marring the whiteness with black bomb craters. Many of the 
men accepted hospitality from local residents, others went to 
<name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> and dined at the Forces Club, while those who had 
to remain in camp ate turkey served by the officers and NCOs, 
followed by a bottle of beer for each man and a rum issue in the 
afternoon. The last week of <date when="1940">1940</date>, the last week of 21 Battalion's 
stay in England, was filled with preparations for embarkation.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n26" n="26"/>
      <div xml:id="c2" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 2<lb/>
<name key="name-010378" type="place">Camberley</name> to <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name></head>
        <p><hi rend="sc">The</hi> new year opened with the battalion cleaning billets in 
preparation for departure and trying to fight off a feeling 
of lassitude which under different circumstances might have 
been a slight hangover after the New Year celebrations. On 
this occasion it was the first waves of an influenza epidemic. 
A few men running really high temperatures were sent to 
hospital and about seventy others too ill to march were taken 
by bus to the station. The battalion marched out of <name key="name-010378" type="place">Camberley</name> 
at 3.15 a.m. on 3 January and entrained at <name key="name-029037" type="place">Farnborough</name>. The 
train was two hours late, the carriages were unheated, and 
everybody was extremely cold and miserable. At the same 
time every man was glad to be moving out, not because he 
was tired of England but because he was tired of inactivity. 
There was fighting in Egypt, and men who were civilians when 
the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> left New Zealand were now soldiers in 
the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. The feelings of 21 Battalion and, for that 
matter, of the whole of 5 Brigade may be judged by the ironical 
name of the troopship magazine—<hi rend="i">The Blitz Tourist</hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troop train's destination was Newport, in Wales, and 
when that port was reached the battalion was hungry as well 
as part-frozen. It was also quite fed up with the scenery, which 
for the first part consisted of a snow-covered countryside and 
later of miles of coal trucks festooned with icicles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was learned at the docks that 21 Battalion was to embark 
on HMT J24, the <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi>, a 20,000-ton liner capable 
of 20 knots. It was learned a little later that she was scheduled 
to carry 3040 troops, 25 per cent more than there was hammock 
space for. The troops embarked by midday and were accommodated in hammocks on D deck. Other units followed at intervals 
until there were nearly 2800 men aboard, packed almost as 
tight as sardines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The last troops came on board the following day and on 
5 January three tugs towed the <hi rend="i">Duchess</hi> into the stream, where
<pb xml:id="n27" n="27"/>
she anchored until the 8th. The time was spent in fatigues 
and in stowing away as much gear as possible in an endeavour 
to make a little more room.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Six months earlier the conditions on the ship would have 
created a storm of protest, but those six months had done 
something to the fiercely individual and comparatively undisciplined volunteers who made up 21 Battalion. They had 
talked with men who had faced the mechanised might of the 
German Army; they had seen acres of <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name> burning and 
had known there were women and children buried under the 
flames; they had watched white chalk marks drawn across a 
blue sky and knew they were the vapour trails of planes 
engaged in mortal combat. They had listened to the wailings 
of air-raid warnings, the roar of anti-aircraft barrages, the 
scream of diving planes and the whistle of bombs. Now, instead 
of watching from the sideline, they were going to join the 
team. Well, if the <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi> was the best the authorities could do, the voyage could not last for ever. And there 
would be plenty of room in the desert.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Admiralty order that all men would sleep in their battle 
dress and never be without steel helmets and life-jackets while 
they were in dangerous waters sent many a glance at the dark, 
swirling water and at the sky, darker even than the water. 
Destruction could lurk in either place.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Three other transports accompanied the <hi rend="i">Duchess</hi> when, 
guarded by a plane and a destroyer, she wallowed out of 
Newport into the Irish Sea. It was soon realised that she had 
not been called the ‘Drunken Duchess’ for nothing. The following morning she was in Belfast Lough, where the convoy was 
assembling. Sunday, 12 January, was departure day, and 21 
troopships carrying 42,000 troops, protected by a battleship, 
two cruisers, and twelve destroyers, with the <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name> overhead, 
began the seven weeks' voyage to Egypt.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The first leg was north-west into the <name key="name-006366" type="place">Atlantic</name>, out of the 
reach of enemy planes but still within the range of submarines. 
Boat drill was practised with some zeal after a warning on the 
second day out to expect a U-boat attack. It did not eventuate, but those who were not lucky enough to have been allotted 
a place in the boats looked with extreme disfavour at the rafts
<pb xml:id="n28" n="28"/>
which could be the next form of transport. Anti-submarine 
guards kept a very close watch.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Within a week the northern winter was left behind, and 
influenza, which had assumed almost epidemic proportions, 
complicated further by an outbreak of measles, began to abate. 
To make sure they did not recover too quickly, or so it appeared 
to the convalescents, everybody underwent another TAB inoculation. The destroyers left the convoy on the 16th. In the late 
afternoon the <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi> pulled out of position and hove 
to, and all troops paraded at muster stations. There had been 
a death in <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>. The soldier had been a member of 
the battalion's pipe band and was accorded a piper's funeral. 
On the silent ship heaving in the long <name key="name-006366" type="place">Atlantic</name> swell, the piper's 
lament, ‘The Flowers of the Forest’, was heard on every deck 
as the remains were committed to the sea. It was a profoundly 
moving ceremony.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Because of the crowded conditions there was very little 
training, but the time passed not unpleasantly with singsongs, 
quiz tests, impromptu and regular concerts, card tournaments, 
and housie—that was the official programme. The unofficial 
programme included two-up, chemin-de-fer, crown and anchor, 
poker, vingt-et-un, and banker with all its variations. Vocal 
raid warnings by shrewdly placed scouts precluded any serious 
attempt by authority to curb the illegal pastimes.</p>
        <p rend="indent">With the coming of hotter days, compulsory showers and 
feet bathing were routine events, though fresh water was a 
problem from the beginning of the voyage. For some reason 
the <hi rend="i">Duchess</hi> had started with 400 tons of water less than capacity 
and rationing was introduced within a few days of sailing. 
Clothes washing was permitted only at ten-day intervals.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was not the malarial season but, with <name key="name-010445" type="place">Freetown</name> lying in 
the fever belt, the troops were issued with a garment known 
to quartermasters as KDORSL, ‘Khaki drill other ranks shorts 
long’. They were weird garments designed for malarial stations 
and had the legs lengthened to about eight inches below the 
knee, buttons and button holes permitting the extensions to 
be fastened above the knee. When fastened below the knee 
they had all the characteristics of a female garment usually 
hung on the least conspicuous part of the family clothes-line.
<pb xml:id="n29" n="29"/>
The troops disliked intensely these ‘<name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> bloomers’ and, 
when the malarial belt was passed, rapidly converted the shorts 
long into shorts short, to the detriment at the next kit inspection of their pay balances.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-010445" type="place">Freetown</name> was reached on 25 January and the troops passed 
thankfully through the submarine net into the river port. Four 
days earlier a special message had been promulgated that the 
convoy was in the southern danger zone and that at least three 
enemy submarines were between them and <name key="name-010445" type="place">Freetown</name>. Just at 
the moment when safety seemed assured, for a few days at 
least, every anti-aircraft gun in the harbour opened fire. The 
unexpected noise brought all hands on deck, but happily only 
to follow an unidentified aircraft making off smartly up river. 
The port was no more inviting than it had been on the previous 
visit, and after four days of sweltering in the steaming heat, the 
threat of U-boats was contemplated almost with equanimity. 
<name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> was only nine days away, and after all there was 
quite a strong escort.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was actually an interesting period. There was a practice 
shoot en route by <hi rend="i"><name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name></hi> and <hi rend="i">Enterprise</hi>, an exercise in signal 
communication by blasts on the ships' sirens, the laying of a 
protective smoke screen around the convoy, which may or 
may not have been for a good reason, the pressing and washing 
of drill uniforms ready for <name key="name-010383" type="place">Cape Town</name> leave, and finally an 
unexpected payday—for those not working off fines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi> berthed in Table Bay at 10.30 a.m. 
on 8 February, and leave was granted until midnight for all 
ranks. There was no repetition of the disorderly horseplay that 
characterised the first visit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a different battalion that filled the streets of Cape 
Town—an experienced, disciplined, and battleworthy battalion, 
heartily fed up with cramped quarters and pleased indeed to 
bask on sunny beaches and accept the unbounded civilian 
hospitality. Elaborate entertainment had been planned in preparation for the visit, all buses and trams were free, and friends 
made on the first visit were waiting with cars and open houses.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the five days in port the routine was the same—a 
route march for a couple of hours in the morning and general 
leave in the afternoon. Even those unfortunates suffering for
<pb xml:id="n30" n="30"/>
military sins and technically denied leave saw, after months of 
England in the blitz, well-lighted streets and cars with headlights full on, visited shops that sold sugar without ration cards, 
and ate in restaurants which served as much butter as was 
wanted.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <hi rend="i">Duchess</hi> sailed on the afternoon of 12 February and four 
days later picked up a portion of the convoy that had gone 
on to <name key="name-035894" type="place">Durban</name>. While the convoy was heading towards the 
Equator for the second time on the voyage, sporting events 
helped to break the monotony. There were boxing, a tug-of- 
war, skipping events—even a beauty contest. The Gulf of <name key="name-000565" type="place">Aden</name> 
was entered on 25 February and the following day the enemy-occupied coast of Somaliland could be seen on the port bow.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The passage through the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> proved uneventful, though 
it was noted that the <hi rend="i">Duchess</hi> did more zigzagging than usual, 
and the opinion that <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> sharks were particularly voracious was not received with any enthusiasm. The voyage ended 
on 3 March at Port Tewfik. Here there was the usual congestion of shipping, the usual barrage of balloons; and behind 
the white, flat-roofed buildings of <name key="name-006674" type="place">Suez</name> barren brown hills, half 
hidden in a purple haze, were like a drop scene hiding the 
desert stage. It was a stage on which the battalion was not 
yet to play a part, for while it was waiting to land at the 
southern end of the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name>, the New Zealand Division 
had commenced embarking for an unknown destination at 
<name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. The 21st Battalion's turn to land did not come until 
8 March, the same day as <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name> berthed at <name key="name-001219" type="place">Piraeus</name> in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After disembarking 21 Battalion entrained for <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>, 26 
miles south of <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>, where the advanced party had prepared 
the camp and was ready with a hot meal and guides to conduct the men to their quarters. In the canteens were details of 
every unit in 4 and 6 Brigades, half defiant and half patronising. 
The third section of the 4th Reinforcements were also there, 
residents of a fortnight's standing, not quite able to speak of 
<name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> with bored familiarity, not quite accepted by the First 
and Third Echelons, and not quite sure how they stood with 
the touring 5 Brigade. Constraint was broken down by closing 
time and the newcomers had learnt to say ‘ackers’ instead of
<pb xml:id="n31" n="31"/>
piastres, ‘Ities’ instead of ‘Wops’, and ‘Wogs’ instead of ‘Gippos’. The older residents told of desert marches, the newcomers spoke of the blitz on <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, and the reinforcements 
supplied the latest news from New Zealand. Rumours were 
taken apart and critically examined, but it. was generally 
agreed that two-thirds of the Division was on its way to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, 
although the reasons were far from clear; there were enough 
Italians in North Africa without picking on those the Greeks 
were so roughly handling in <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>. Overall strategy is not 
the province of the private soldier and the reasons for the 
Allied landing in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> are too involved for this history to 
examine thoroughly. Briefly, the events leading to the Greek 
campaign are as follows.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On <date when="1940-10-28">28 October 1940</date> <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>, anticipating an easy victory, had 
marched into <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> from previously conquered <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>. By 
the winter of 1940-41 the Italians were no longer in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and 
were in grave danger of being thrown out of <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>. Great 
<name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name>, hoping to bring in both <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name> and <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name> against 
the Axis, and because of a guarantee to render all possible aid 
should <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> be attacked, made what preparations she could 
to help. Air support, based on airfields in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, had been 
sent in <date when="1940-11">November 1940</date>, and arrangements were in train to 
garrison the island of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. Further help by way of an expeditionary force on the mainland was being negotiated. Meanwhile the <name key="name-018375" type="organisation">German High Command</name> had been assembling forces 
in Roumania and <name key="name-018182" type="place">Bulgaria</name> for the invasion of <name key="name-006717" type="place">Russia</name>. The 
Greek victories over the invading Italians compelled German 
intervention, and plans were made for the total occupation of 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the complicated political negotiations with the <name key="name-120193" type="place">Balkan</name> 
States that followed, <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name> decided to remain strictly neutral 
but to resist territorial infringement. <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name> first declared 
for <name key="name-006503" type="person">Hitler</name> but, after a coup d'état wherein the Regent was 
overthrown, decided to resist if invaded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During this period <name key="name-005976" type="place">Britain</name> and <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> had come to an agreement concerning the land forces that could be made available 
for <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, in spite of increasing British commitments in the 
<name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name>. The New Zealand Division, training in reserve 
in Egypt and incomplete until the arrival of 5 Brigade, was to
<pb xml:id="n32" n="32"/>
form the vanguard of an Imperial force of three infantry 
divisions, an infantry brigade, an armoured brigade, some 
artillery and corps troops. The first elements of the Division 
sailed for <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> on 6 March.</p>
        <p rend="indent">To the men.of 21 Battalion, strolling—in some cases rather 
unsteadily—back to the lines at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>, it was clear that they 
had been side-tracked again. The Division had gone from 
Egypt, leaving behind a disappointed remnant of itself and a 
desert full of rumours.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The first morning was given over to settling in and getting 
bearings. There was 80 per cent leave to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> in the afternoon and, with a pocket full of ackers, the battalion set out 
to smell the characteristic three smells of an eastern town— 
refuse, human beings, and animals—and to see the sights of 
a city that for a second generation of New Zealand troops was 
again a soldiers' playground.</p>
        <p rend="indent">They were warned that the stay in <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> might be short 
and to take advantage of whatever leave was going—entirely 
superfluous advice after a long, cramped sea voyage. Route 
marches and night training occupied most of the few days the 
unit was at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 14 March the troops were ordered to be ready to move 
within 48 hours. Stores from the <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi> were slow 
in coming forward and a working party was sent down to 
Port Tewfik to expedite the unloading, but even with this 
extra help lorry-loads of equipment and gear were still arriving 
on the day of departure. The battalion's first sandstorm blew 
up the same day and gave some indication of what the First 
Echelon had endured during its twelve months in Egypt. There 
is nothing you can do about a sandstorm, short of wrapping 
a towel around your head and waiting for it to blow itself out. 
The flour-fine dust gets into your eyes, ears, nose and throat, 
it floats on your tea and covers your food; but when you are 
getting fit and preparing for a campaign you train in it just 
the same.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion marched out of <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> just before midnight 
on 16 March and slept for the rest of the night at the railway 
siding. Breakfast was sent out from camp and the troop train 
left at 6.20 a.m. for <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> transit camp, just outside Alexandria, some 140 miles away.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n33" n="33"/>
        <p rend="indent">One camp in Egypt was very like another—a number of 
tents grouped around a cookhouse, generally the only permanent building—and in this respect <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> was a typical staging 
area. During the eight days the unit was located there, swimming in the <name key="name-007453" type="place">Mediterranean</name> some six miles distant was added 
to the hardening-up training syllabus, but a succession of sandstorms and cold winds increased the general impatience to be 
on the way. <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> was regarded as a very unpleasant locality 
with perhaps one pleasant memory. There was a church parade 
on Sunday the 23rd at which the singing was led by Captain 
<name key="name-010424" type="person">Dutton</name><note xml:id="fn1-33" n="1"><p><name key="name-010424" type="person">Capt G. A. Dutton</name>; Katikati; born <name key="name-120931" type="place">Stirling</name>, Otago, <date when="1910-06-27">27 Jun 1910</date>; schoolteacher; p.w. <date when="1941-11-28">28 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> on his piano-accordion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion entrained at Metras siding on the morning 
of 26 March en route for <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name> and its third sea voyage. 
By 10.30 a.m. it was packed on the 3000-ton Greek ship <hi rend="i">Ionia</hi>. 
Battalion Headquarters and HQ Company were on the open 
deck and the remainder below, with even less room than on 
the <hi rend="i">Duchess of Bedford</hi>. At 4 p.m. the <hi rend="i">Ionia</hi> sailed and joined 
the other four ships of the convoy. There were three escorting 
destroyers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The officers of 21 Battalion on <date when="1941-03-23">23 March 1941</date> were:</p>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">Battalion Headquarters</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>CO: <name key="name-208606" type="person">Lt-Col N. L. Macky</name>, MC</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 i/c: Maj E. A. Harding, MC</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Adj: <name key="name-010424" type="person">Capt G. A. Dutton</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>IO: Lt L. N. Wallace</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>MO: <name key="name-010477" type="person">Capt O. S. Hetherington</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Padre: <name key="name-010647" type="person">Rev Fr W. Sheely</name></p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">Headquarters Company</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>OC: Capt F. A. Sadler</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>1 PI: 2 Lt G. E. Moore</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 PI: Lt S. W. Parfitt</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>3 PI: 2 Lt F. E. Wilson</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>4 PI: Lt K. G. Dee</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>5 PI: <name key="name-010336" type="person">Lt H. R. Anderson</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>QM and 6 PI: Capt G. H. Panckhurst</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>TO and 6 PI: Lt R. Penney</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>attached: Lt W. J. Daniel</p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">A Company</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>OC: <name key="name-010539" type="person">Capt R. B. McClymont</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 i/c: Lt E. G. Smith</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 <name key="name-010652" type="person">Lt W. J. Southworth</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt G. A. H.</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Bullock-Douglas</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt W. J. G. Roach</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>attached: Lt M. C. O'Neill</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>
              <name key="name-010380" type="person">Lt R. D. Campbell</name>
              
            </p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">B Company</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>OC: Maj C. A. Le Lievre</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 i/c: Capt W. Dickson</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Lt. A. A. Yeoman</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt R. C. B. Finlayson</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt H. G. Rose</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>attached: 2 Lt M. M. Clark</p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <pb xml:id="n34" n="34"/>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">C Company</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>OC: <name key="name-010666" type="person">Capt W. M. Tongue</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 i/c: Capt H. M. McElroy</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt W. K. Henton</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt E. J. Waters</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>attached: 2 Lt H. H. W. Smith</p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <list type="simple">
          <head>
            <hi rend="i">D Company</hi>
          </head>
          <item>
            <p>OC: Capt A. C. Trousdale, MC</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 i/c: <name key="name-010642" type="person">Capt W. R. C. Saul</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt N. R. Flavell</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt V. D. Phillips</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>2 Lt H. L. Aickin</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>attached: 2 Lt J. M. Stevenson <name key="name-010543" type="person">Lt N. R. McKay</name></p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <p rend="indent">A special order issued by the GOC (<name key="name-207994" type="person">Major-General Freyberg</name>) at the beginning of March was read to all troops on 
board the transport. It read:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before leaving Egypt for the battlefront I had planned to say a 
last word to you. I find that events have moved quickly and I am 
prevented from doing so. I therefore send this message to you in 
a sealed envelope to be opened on the transport after you have 
started on your journey.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the course of the next few days we may be fighting in the 
defence of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, the birthplace of culture and learning. We shall 
be meeting our real enemy the Germans, who have set out with 
the avowed object of smashing the British Empire. It is clear therefore that wherever we fight them we shall be fighting not only for 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, but also in defence of our own homes.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A word to you about your enemy. The German soldier is a brave 
fighter so do not underestimate the difficulties that face us. On the 
other hand, remember that this time he is fighting with difficult 
communications, in country where he cannot use his strong armoured 
forces to the best advantage. Further you should remember that 
your fathers of the 1st New Zealand Expeditionary Force defeated 
the Germans during the last war wherever they met them. I am 
certain that in this campaign in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> the Germans will be meeting 
men who are fitter, stronger and better trained than they are. You 
can shoot and you can march long distances without fatigue. By 
your resolute shooting and sniping, and by fierce patrolling by night 
you can tame any enemy you may encounter.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A further word to you, many of whom, I realise, will be facing the 
ordeal of battle for the first time. Do not be caught unprepared. 
In war, conditions will always be difficult, especially in the encounter 
battle; time will be against you, there will always be noise and 
confusion, orders may arrive late, nerves will be strained, you will 
be attacked from the air. All these factors and others must be
<pb xml:id="n35" n="35"/>
expected on the field of battle. But you have been trained physically 
to endure long marches and fatigue and you must steel yourselves 
to overcome the ordeal of the modern battlefield.</p>
        <p rend="indent">One last word. You will be fighting in a foreign land, and the 
eyes of many nations will be upon you. The honour of New Zealand 
is in your keeping. It could not be in better hands.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The voyage to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> took three days and included several 
changes of direction which even the most knowledgeable found 
hard to explain. With the Italian fleet ready to pounce from 
the safe shelter of the Adriatic upon Allied shipping in the 
<name key="name-007453" type="place">Mediterranean</name>, the most direct route to port seemed indicated. 
In point of fact the convoy had been turned back to leave the 
British Fleet unhampered by troopships for the action that was 
later known as the Battle of <name key="name-004244" type="place">Cape Matapan</name>. The Italians had 
been attempting to interfere with the flow of convoys to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> 
but the British Fleet, aware of the movements of the Italian 
ships, succeeded in bringing them to battle, with very unfortunate results for the Italians.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the evening of 28 March the convoy was in sight of the 
island of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and by 10 p.m. the next day, after threading 
its way through the islands of the Aegean, it was safely berthed 
at <name key="name-001219" type="place">Piraeus</name>. The troops were immediately disembarked and 
taken by train to the staging camp at Mount Hymettus on the 
outskirts of <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Daylight disclosed the panorama of the Greek capital to 
the troops camped under the pine trees along the slopes of 
Mount Hymettus. The Acropolis, a rocky citadel rising above 
<name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>, was the subject of much speculation, and there were 
sufficient learned men in the battalion to describe some of the 
ruined temples on its sides. Those with memories of first-year 
Greek art and literature lectures were able to explain that 
the topmost ruin was known as Parthenon, the temple of the 
city's patron goddess, Athena, and that the Turks during their 
occupation of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> had used it as a powder magazine. It 
was a very good magazine until a shell exploded the powder 
and blew off the roof, leaving the ruin as it is today. Delving 
deep into an academic past overlaid with a year's soldiering, 
the learned ones went on to explain that, because of the shape of 
the temple steps, a hat placed in the centre of a step would disappear 
<pb xml:id="n36" n="36"/>
from sight if you sat at the end. The general opinion was 
that it was not necessary to go to all that trouble to lose a 
hat—it could be done much more easily in camp.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The novelty of the second foreign country in two months 
made the troops more or less disregard a rumour that seemed 
too bad to be true. The 21st Battalion was not going up the 
line with 5 Brigade, it was said, but was to remain in <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> 
guarding aerodromes, docks, and dumps. There was a near 
riot the next morning, 1 April, when orders were received to 
move from Mount Hymettus to <name key="name-010511" type="place">Kamatero</name> village, some nine 
miles away. Company commanders lectured the men on the 
importance of anti-paratroop duties, which role curiously 
enough also embraced guarding docks and supply dumps. The 
men were assured that the rest of the Division was only digging 
and labouring and that there was no fighting in sight, but it 
was a disgruntled battalion, bitterly alluding to itself as the 
‘Greek Home Guard’, that settled into the pleasant tree-studded 
area at <name key="name-010511" type="place">Kamatero</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was an interesting sight that met their jaundiced eyes on 
arrival at <name key="name-010511" type="place">Kamatero</name>. The previous day Colonel Macky and 
Major Harding had been to the village and had pegged out 
the company areas, explaining to the head man through an 
interpreter that the troops would be moving in next day. The 
place selected for the camp was easy, rolling country dotted 
with olive trees under which bearded wheat was still in the 
green stage. The villagers evidently had not taken the warning 
seriously, but when they saw that the troops had really come 
to stay they set to work to salvage what they could of their 
crops. Men, women, and children turned out with sickles and 
got to work in the national style, when reaping or hoeing, with 
their heads down and tails in the air. The whole area was 
cleared and the crop removed within an hour.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While 21 Battalion, under command of 80 Base Sub-Area, 
with the worst of ill graces was guarding docks and dumps 
at <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> and generally performing its duties as ‘Home Guards’, 
the line of battle was being drawn across north-west <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. 
German divisions were poised in southern <name key="name-018182" type="place">Bulgaria</name> and Greek 
troops were holding the Metaxas line and the Bulgarian gateway 
<pb xml:id="n37" n="37"/>
at the <name key="name-016198" type="place">Rupel Pass</name>, where the Struma River breaks through 
the mountains. If, however, the Greek position was forced or, 
as actually happened, outflanked, the way was clear to <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name> 
and thence down the east coast. It was to counter this possibility, and with the knowledge that the Allies would not have 
sufficient resources to defend the whole of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, that the line 
of defence, known as the Aliakmon line, was chosen. Commencing on the coast at <name key="name-024326" type="place">Neon Elevtherokhorion</name> and running 
from Veria roughly north-west along the mountains to the 
Yugoslav border, it was a strong position with good natural 
defences. Three passes—the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>, behind the line 
on the coast, and the Veria and Edessa passes—carried the 
only good roads suitable for a mechanised army.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Until the full strength allotted to the defence of northern 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> arrived the New Zealand Division was to prepare 
defences in the coastal sector of the Aliakmon line. From 
<name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> there were two possible thrust lines south, one along 
the railway line through the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> tunnel on the coast, and 
the other over the western shoulder of <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> by 
way of the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>. Fifth Brigade, less 21 Battalion, 
was preparing reserve defences at the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>, while 
4 and 6 Brigades occupied the divisional sector of the Aliakmon 
line. One rifle company from 6 Brigade was sent to the narrow 
plain between the under-features of the mountain and the sea 
at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>, with instructions to prepare a defensive position 
for one battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the Division's left flank <name key="name-022442" type="organisation">6 Australian Division</name>, still arriving, was to cover the Veria Pass, with the Greeks holding 
the Edessa Pass on the Australians' left. In addition there 
was the British 1 Armoured Brigade, some artillery and anti-aircraft units in support, and a few line-of-communication 
troops. It was hoped that <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name> would withstand any 
German attack and prevent an attack on <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> through the 
<name key="name-011421" type="place">Monastir Gap</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name> declared war on both <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name> on 
the night of 5-6 April. The declaration was followed next 
night by an air raid on <name key="name-001219" type="place">Piraeus</name> where, with the Mortar Platoon 
under command, A Company of 21 Battalion was guarding 
various oil depots and wharves. Magnetic mines were dropped
<pb xml:id="n38" n="38"/>
in the harbour and bombs on land targets. Most of the bombs 
landed in the sea, but a lucky one hit the end of the main 
wharf, setting fire to the wharf shed and an ammunition ship 
moored alongside. Between the shed and the ship were a 
number of railway trucks, one already loaded with ammunition. No. 9 Platoon was on the wharf. Second-Lieutenant 
<name key="name-010629" type="person">Roach</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-38" n="2"><p><name key="name-010629" type="person">Maj W. J. G. Roach</name>, MC; Inglewood; born <name key="name-021302" type="place">Levin</name>, <date when="1909-10-12">12 Oct 1909</date>; bank officer; 2 i/c 21 Bn Oct 1943-Mar 1944; wounded <date when="1941-11-22">22 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> with some of the platoon, assisted in carrying wounded 
men from the ship, while Lieutenant <name key="name-010649" type="person">Smith</name><note xml:id="fn2-38" n="3"><p><name key="name-010649" type="person">Capt E. G. Smith</name>; <name key="name-120035" type="place">Lower Hutt</name>; born <name key="name-021363" type="place">New Plymouth</name>, <date when="1906-08-28">28 Aug 1906</date>; schoolteacher; p.w. <date when="1941-04">Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> prevailed on the 
reluctant Greek fire brigade to fight the shed fire. Another 
wave of bombers came over and Captain <name key="name-010539" type="person">McClymont</name><note xml:id="fn3-38" n="4"><p><name key="name-010539" type="person">Capt R. B. McClymont</name>; born Rongotea, <date when="1906-08-30">30 Aug 1906</date>; public servant; killed in action <date when="1941-05-22">22 May 1941</date>.</p></note> ordered 
his men to take cover in the air-raid shelters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile Second-Lieutenant Southworth,<note xml:id="fn4-38" n="5"><p>Lt W.J. Southworth, m.i.d.; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1918-05-30">30 May 1918</date>; school-teacher; killed in action <date when="1941-05-22">22 May 1941</date>.</p></note> with 7 Platoon, 
was having a wonderful time. They were a mile away at the 
Shell and Socony oil installations, and the planes passed low 
overhead as they came in to make their attack. From various 
posts on the roof of the buildings the platoon fired drum after 
drum of Lewis-gun and magazine after magazine of Bren-gun 
ammunition, as well as every available rifle, into the invaders. 
No planes were brought down, but the fire must have been a 
nuisance because the buildings were straddled with bombs and 
the platoon was extremely lucky to escape without loss.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There were, however, hundreds of casualties among the 
Greeks living in the dock area, where bombs fired an area of 
poorly built houses. The ammunition ship with 400 tons of 
explosives blew up at 4 a.m., and six merchant ships, twenty 
lighters, and one tug were sunk or set on fire by the explosion. 
Another ship blew up shortly afterwards; among her cargo 
were new banknotes printed in England for the Turkish 
Government. Two hours later and a mile away the sky literally 
rained banknotes, and the troops plucked them out of the air 
as they floated down. A Company had two minor casualties 
in this raid, probably the first in the Greek campaign.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n39" n="39"/>
      <div xml:id="c3" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 3<lb/>
Campaign in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name></head>
        <p><hi rend="sc">The</hi> 21st Battalion chafed and fretted in <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> while the 
Germans made their first moves towards the conquest of 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. From Hungary, Roumania, and <name key="name-018182" type="place">Bulgaria</name> enemy divisions were moving towards the frontier. The northern Greek 
border is a rugged alpine mass pierced by three main passes 
—the Struma River valley which crosses the Bulgarian border 
at the <name key="name-016198" type="place">Rupel Pass</name>, the Vardar River valley in the centre, and 
the <name key="name-011421" type="place">Monastir Gap</name> between the Vardar and <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>. In a poor 
and mountainous country, the campaign would be essentially 
a struggle for the many mountain passes and the few good 
roads that twisted through them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Within two days the ill-prepared Yugoslav Army had been 
thrust aside and enemy advanced elements were reported to 
be in <name key="name-012566" type="place">Monastir</name>. If the invaders were permitted to debouch 
from the gap they would be able to cut off the Greek Army 
in <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name> and at the same time outflank the Greek and British 
forces on the Aliakmon line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Greek forces in the Metaxas line covering <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name> 
were likewise in a critical position, although they were only 
expected to delay the enemy advance as long as possible. The 
main German effort was in the <name key="name-016198" type="place">Rupel Pass</name> area where the 
defenders, fighting desperately, were being slowly infiltrated. 
With his numbers and superior equipment the enemy would 
have broken through in time, but there was an easier way, 
again through <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name>. A panzer division followed the 
Strumitsa River from <name key="name-018182" type="place">Bulgaria</name> through the Serbian mountains 
to Doiran and outflanked the Metaxas line. On 8 April, while 
the Germans were occupying Doiran, 21 Battalion ceased to 
be under command 80 Base Sub-Area and entrained for Katerine. Perhaps entrucked would be more accurate, for when the 
sprinkling of old soldier's saw what was waiting for them at 
Rouf siding, they muttered sardonically, ‘Hommes 40, Chevaux 8’. Cattle trucks were the usual form of troop transport
<pb xml:id="n40" n="40"/>
in <name key="name-008009" type="place">France</name> during the First World War. When it was found 
that the ‘hommes 40’ was only ‘hommes 34’, they pointed out 
how much things had improved since they were young soldiers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The veterans' forebodings were realised to the full, for rain 
was falling, that light misty rain with no weight but great 
penetration, and the roofs of the cattle trucks leaked. The train 
left on its 300-mile journey at 6 p.m., and at first light it was 
a stiff, sore, and very damp battalion that sniffed the keen 
Greek upland air and watched the snow-covered peaks of 
<name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> draw closer.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The B Echelon was luckier, for with the exception of the 
Bren carriers all 21 Battalion transport, with the Anti-Aircraft 
Platoon for local protection, travelled by road under the command of Major E. A. Harding. The road twined over wooded 
hills and hung precariously to the edges of precipices where 
ranges had been split asunder by prehistoric earthquakes. They 
passed grey-green olive groves and bright green fields, where 
workers among the spring crops stopped to wave. At villages 
and crossroads garlands of flowers were thrust by children upon 
the embarrassed drivers, while the adults made gestures of 
welcome. At every halt the villagers offered fresh eggs and 
wine, which was all they had, and thankfully accepted army 
biscuits and bully beef in return, for theirs was a hungry and 
war-torn land.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the time the entrucked battalion, en route to <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>, 
had stamped some warmth into its feet and had eaten its breakfast, the German columns had entered <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name>. To meet the 
double threat of an enemy advance from both <name key="name-012566" type="place">Monastir</name> and 
<name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name>, plans were made for the British and Greek forces 
to withdraw to a line not dependent on Yugoslav co-operation. 
An intermediate position was chosen, from the coast at Platamon through the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>, and then along the Vermion 
Range to link up with a hurriedly formed force at Veve covering the approach from <name key="name-012566" type="place">Monastir</name>. Fourth Brigade was withdrawn from the Aliakmon line and sent to the <name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>, a 
pivot position for the intermediate line and the final defensive 
position. Sixth Brigade was withdrawn to a reserve position 
behind the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> and <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> passes at <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>. Eventually 
all troops from the Vermion Range and from Veve would be
<pb xml:id="n41" n="41"/>
transferred to positions on the left of 4 Brigade at <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>, and 
the final position, called the <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line, 
would run from <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> through the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name> to the 
<name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>, thence north-westward to link up with the Greek 
Army withdrawing from <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Macky's instructions were to detrain at <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>, 
but on reaching <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> about midday he was informed by the 
RTO that telephoned orders had altered his destination to 
<name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>, 15 miles further on and only half-way to <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. 
The train left <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> at 1 p.m. on 9 April, and while Battalion 
Headquarters was pondering over what the sudden change 
might mean, the Greek commander in eastern <name key="name-024281" type="place">Macedonia</name>, 
completely cut off though his men were still fighting in the 
<name key="name-016198" type="place">Rupel Pass</name>, was surrendering his army and the Metaxas line 
to the Germans.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba041a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21Ba041a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba041a-g"/>
            <head>
              <hi rend="sc">21 battalion positions, platamon</hi>
            </head>
            <figDesc>black and white map of army movement</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <pb xml:id="n42" n="42"/>
        <p rend="indent">The Greek train crew must have been well informed about 
the potentialities of enemy dive-bombers because, when a small 
running air fight passed high overhead, the train stopped and 
the crew took to the hills. Colonel Macky was on the point 
of recruiting engine drivers from the battalion when the Greeks 
returned and the journey was resumed.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> is on the coast north of <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, but between them 
is a range of high hills stretching from <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> to 
Mount Ossa on the eastern seaboard. At some time before the 
dawn of history an earthquake had snapped the range like a 
rotten stick, and the result was the five-mile-long Vale of 
<name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, the gorge of the Peneios River. The river has scoured a 
30-foot-wide path, on the southern side of which a road and on 
the northern a single-track railway line have been blasted out 
of its almost vertical walls. The eastern exit of the gorge is 
about one mile from the sea in open country which, however, 
narrows continuously in the next seven miles. The railway is 
then almost on the beach.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The hope that there would be further instructions waiting 
at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> was not realised, for with the exception of a 
solitary soldier the station was empty. The soldier said he was 
from D Company <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name>, commanded by Captain <name key="name-010494" type="person">Huggins</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-42" n="1"><p><name key="name-010494" type="person">Lt-Col F. W. Huggins</name>; born England, <date when="1894-01-29">29 Jan 1894</date>; importer; died <date when="1945-11-19">19 Nov 1945</date>.</p></note> who was a mile further along at a tunnel where the 
company was digging and wiring. The train was therefore 
taken on to the tunnel. Huggins had no definite information, 
but was preparing a battalion defensive position. Colonel 
Macky decided that he had reached his destination, detrained 
the battalion, and sent the trucks back to the station to unload 
the Bren carriers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was about 5 p.m. and, while the battalion had tea and 
arranged bivouacs for the night, the Colonel and Captain 
Tongue made a reconnaissance of the area. They found that 
the tunnel pierced a low ridge, an under-feature of <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> 
running eastwards to the sea. To the north the level country 
widened again as the hills retreated from the seashore. The 
ridge, comparatively flat on top and about 200 feet high, fell 
away steeply on each side. At first glance it appeared impassable 
<pb xml:id="n43" n="43"/>
to any form of wheeled traffic, but about half a mile inland 
there was a saddle across which a track alongside the railway 
deviated to rejoin the line at the tunnel's southern exit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The partially prepared positions were sited with the object 
of denying the tunnel and commanding the track. The first 
area was on the forward slopes above the tunnel and the second 
at Point 266, a conical hill slightly west of the saddle track. 
Macky decided to put A Company on the hill, B Company on 
Point 266, and C and D in reserve. Still without definite 
instructions and with no means of communication, he had sent 
Lieutenant <name key="name-010698" type="person">Yeoman</name><note xml:id="fn1-43" n="2"><p><name key="name-010698" type="person">Capt A. A. Yeoman</name>, m.i.d.; Katikati; born <name key="name-120107" type="place">Whakatane</name>, <date when="1914-02-24">24 Feb 1914</date>; dairy farmer; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> back to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> on a motor cycle to see 
if the track alongside the railway line was practicable for 
wheeled traffic and to contact Major Harding.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The transport, however, had already passed through <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. 
On arrival Major Harding inquired where the battalion was 
located and, as nobody appeared to have heard of it, he reported 
to the Area Commander. He also had never heard of 21 Battalion, but did know that the transit camp nearest to the New 
Zealand Division was at <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> at the junction of the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>- 
<name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> roads, 30 miles north. The transport accordingly was 
moved to that area, while Harding went on to locate 5 Brigade 
Headquarters, which he eventually found on the northern side 
of the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>. Brigade Headquarters knew where the 
battalion was and gave permission to move the vehicles to a 
point where they could more readily serve it. Early on the 
next morning (the 10th) Brigadier Hargest sent his Intelligence 
Officer with written orders and a letter welcoming the battalion 
back to the brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Also that morning Major Harding went by truck back to 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, then up through the <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name> to where a barge 
ferried his truck across the river. The companies were settling 
in when he arrived and, after a conference with Colonel Macky, 
he returned to <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>. The next day, the 11th, the transport 
moved to the vicinity of the railway station at Makrykhorion, 
about three miles south of the village of <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after Lieutenant Yeoman had set out on his mission 
on 9 April Lieutenant <name key="name-010507" type="person">Jones</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-43" n="3"><p><name key="name-010507" type="person">Capt F. W. O. Jones</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1911-09-14">14 Sep 1911</date>; civil engineer; p.w. <date when="1941-06-01">1 Jun 1941</date>.</p></note> <name key="name-010591" type="organisation">19 Army Troops Company</name> NZE,
<pb xml:id="n44" n="44"/>
reported from <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. His news was disquieting. <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> 
was being evacuated and he had brought a section of engineers 
with explosives, some land mines, and a naval depth-charge 
to prepare the tunnel and saddle track for demolition. Two 
hours later Lieutenant <name key="name-004956" type="person">Williams</name><note xml:id="fn1-44" n="4"><p><name key="name-004956" type="person">Capt L. G. Williams</name>, m.i.d.; Silverstream; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1909-06-02">2 Jun 1909</date>; draughtsman; wounded <date when="1941-05-21">21 May 1941</date>; p.w. <date when="1941-05-22">22 May 1941</date>; repatriated <date when="1943-11">Nov 1943</date>.</p></note> arrived, also from <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. 
He had with him A Troop of <name key="name-010586" type="organisation">27 Battery</name> <name key="name-010589" type="organisation">5 Field Regiment</name>, 
and was under orders to report to 21 Battalion and to assist 
in the defence of the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> tunnel area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The gunners went off to locate suitable ground, construct 
command and observation posts, lay telephone wires, dig gun-pits, and generally do the things gunners do when they take 
over a new area. Battalion Headquarters continued to wonder 
what was going to happen next. The troops slept out in the 
open, but the bitterly cold drizzle which began at dusk did 
not dampen the enthusiasm of men who had travelled halfway around the world and, in distance, half-way home again 
in search of a place in the New Zealand Division. At that 
moment they were still not with the Division, and the nearest 
New Zealand unit was on the opposite side of <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name>. 
While they shivered the night away in almost complete ignorance of the general situation, 4 and 6 Brigades were moving 
back to their positions at <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> and <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> and were passing 
through 5 Brigade, holding on <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name>. The Divisional 
Cavalry and supporting artillery were forward patrolling the 
<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name>, while 75 miles away on the left flank 27 
(Machine Gun) Battalion, less two companies, was at Veve, 
crouching in rain-sodden fire-pits waiting for daylight and the 
invaders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troops of 21 Battalion were up and had breakfasted 
before first light on 10 April, for if the Aliakmon positions were 
being vacated, enemy patrols at least could be expected within 
twenty-four hours. A Company looked curiously at, but wasted 
little time in exploring, the derelict castle that gave their hill 
its name. The crumbling tower surrounded by battlements 
was not a real castle but the remnants of the Turkish fort of 
Skotiniotika Manzarda. The top of <name key="name-009249" type="place">Castle Hill</name> was bare, with 
outcrops of rock and a good field of fire to the edge of the
<pb xml:id="n45" n="45"/>
scrub which covered its lower features. Second-Lieutenant 
<name key="name-010368" type="person">Bullock-Douglas</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-45" n="5"><p><name key="name-010368" type="person">Capt G. A. H. Bullock-Douglas</name>; <name key="name-005696" type="place">Hawera</name>; born <name key="name-008123" type="place">Wanganui</name>, <date when="1911-06-04">4 Jun 1911</date>; bank accountant; twice wounded.</p></note> with 8 Platoon, was placed on the extreme 
right above the mouth of the tunnel. Both Second-Lieutenant 
Southworth, with 7 Platoon in the centre, and Second-Lieu- 
tenant Roach, with 9 Platoon on the left of the company area, 
commanded the track over the saddle, and theirs were the most 
forward posts. Captain McClymont's A Company headquarters 
was situated behind 7 Platoon and higher up the hillside.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Major Le Lievre's B Company area forward of Point 266 
was rather more difficult. Dense scrub covered the terrain and 
the field of fire was limited. Ridges and ravines ran in all 
directions and mule tracks apparently began and ended at 
random. Lieutenant <name key="name-010634" type="person">Rose</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-45" n="6"><p><name key="name-010634" type="person">Capt H. G. Rose</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1897-11-07">7 Nov 1897</date>; solicitor; wounded <date when="1941-05-21">21 May 1941</date>; p.w. <date when="1941-05-22">22 May 1941</date>; repatriated <date when="1943-11">Nov 1943</date>.</p></note> with 10 Platoon, held the right 
flank, Lieutenant Yeoman and Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010438" type="person">Finlayson</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-45" n="7"><p><name key="name-010438" type="person">Capt R. C. B. Finlayson</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1914-11-08">8 Nov 1914</date>; labourer; p.w. <date when="1941-04-25">25 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> 
with 11 and 12 Platoons, were situated on opposite sides of a 
ravine that also covered the saddle track forward and to the 
west of 10 Platoon. Company Headquarters was near the junction of the saddle track and another track winding down from 
<name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> village. If it had needed a name, ‘Monastery 
Corner’ would have been a good description, for there were 
ruins there, probably the remains of a Greek monastery.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A more detailed reconnaissance decided Colonel Macky to 
widen his front. Westward from Point 266 the ridge rose 
sharply and about a mile inland the village of <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> 
clung to the hillside, 1500 feet above sea level and a few chains 
below the snow line. <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> was the junction of several 
tracks connecting with other villages among the hills and on 
the plains to the north.</p>
        <p rend="indent">One of these tracks wandered in a south-westerly direction 
to Rapsane, thence to Gonnos on the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> end of the Peneios 
Gorge; another, more substantial than the average, connected 
<name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> with <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> station; yet another twisted down 
behind B Company and joined the saddle track. If the Germans came down the coast and <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> was not held,
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it would be a simple matter to cut the battalion's line of 
retreat at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> station, where the railway runs along the 
foot of a ridge skirting the beach. It was decided, therefore, 
to put Captain Tongue, with C Company, to hold Pandeleimon. Even then it was only a matter of how large the opposing 
force was before the open left flank was turned. The battalion's 
first assignment was a tough one.</p>
        <p rend="indent">C Company was disposed with 14 Platoon (Second-Lieutenant 
<name key="name-010650" type="person">Smith</name><note xml:id="fn1-46" n="8"><p><name key="name-010650" type="person">Capt H. H. W. Smith</name>; Matatoki, <name key="name-006507" type="place">Thames</name>; born Waitotara, <date when="1914-01-11">11 Jan 1914</date>; farmer; p.w. <date when="1941-11-29">29 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note>) and 15 Platoon (Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010557" type="person">Mason</name><note xml:id="fn2-46" n="9"><p><name key="name-010557" type="person">Capt C. T. Mason</name>, MC; born Pukerau, <date when="1915-09-09">9 Sep 1915</date>; teacher; killed in action <date when="1942-07-12">12 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note>) covering 
the mule trails to the coast, and 13 Platoon (Lieutenant O'Neill<note xml:id="fn3-46" n="10"><p>Capt M. C. O'Neill, ED; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; company secretary; p.w. <date when="1941-04-18">18 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note>) 
in reserve near Company Headquarters on the path to the 
saddle track. <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> was still inhabited by the Greeks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">D Company dug in on the reverse slope of <name key="name-009249" type="place">Castle Hill</name> with 
17 Platoon (Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010331" type="person">Aickin</name><note xml:id="fn4-46" n="11"><p><name key="name-010331" type="person">Capt H. L. Aickin</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1914-04-01">1 Apr 1914</date>; traveller; p.w. <date when="1941-04-25">25 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note>) forward on the right, 
16 Platoon (Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010612" type="person">Phillips</name><note xml:id="fn5-46" n="12"><p><name key="name-010612" type="person">Capt V. D. Phillips</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born Lumsden, <date when="1916-04-08">8 Apr 1916</date>; salesman; wounded <date when="1941-11-27">27 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note>) rear right near the 
southern exit of the tunnel, and 18 Platoon (Second-Lieutenant 
<name key="name-010441" type="person">Flavell</name><note xml:id="fn6-46" n="13"><p><name key="name-010441" type="person">Maj N. R. Flavell</name>; Dunedin; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1915-01-17">17 Jan 1915</date>; teacher; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-04">Apr 1941</date>; escaped; reported safe <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note>) rear left.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While the forward positions were being prepared Captain 
Sadler (Headquarters Company) made himself familiar with 
the country south of the tunnel area. Lieutenant Dee's<note xml:id="fn7-46" n="14"><p><name key="name-010411" type="person">Capt K. G. Dee</name>; born <name key="name-120060" type="place">Onehunga</name>, <date when="1914-04-06">6 Apr 1914</date>; farmer; wounded <date when="1942-07-04">4 Jul 1942</date>; killed in action <date when="1942-10-24">24 Oct 1942</date>.</p></note> carriers were parked a quarter of a mile south of <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> station 
and patrolled the beach from the tunnel to the mouth of the 
Peneios River. They had a busy time checking the Greek boats 
landing refugees from <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name> and trying to conciliate irate 
farmers whose oat and barley crops were damaged in the process. In the same locality the Pioneer Platoon began the 
construction of a siding for the supply train when the administrative service began to function, and in anticipation Captain 
Panckhurst's<note xml:id="fn8-46" n="15"><p><name key="name-010604" type="person">Maj G. H. Panckhurst</name>; Waianakarua, North Otago; born Westport, <date when="1906-11-01">1 Nov 1906</date>; accountant; twice wounded.</p></note> QM store was established nearby.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n47" n="47"/>
        <p rend="indent">Forward Battalion Headquarters was for the time being on 
the side of <name key="name-009249" type="place">Castle Hill</name>, but later was moved into the defile 
where three sandbagged dugouts had been built, one for signals, one for runners, and one for the CO and the Adjutant. 
Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010695" type="person">Wilson</name><note xml:id="fn1-47" n="16"><p><name key="name-010695" type="person">Capt F. E. Wilson</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-120018" type="place">Hamilton</name>; born NZ <date when="1915-08-01">1 Aug 1915</date>; clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-11-21">21 Nov 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1943-09-16">16 Sep 1943</date>.</p></note> had placed his two mortars in the 
same locality, an action not appreciated by anybody in the 
area. Captain <name key="name-010477" type="person">Hetherington</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-47" n="17"><p><name key="name-010477" type="person">Capt O. S. Hetherington</name>, MBE; <name key="name-021414" type="place">Rotorua</name>; born <name key="name-006507" type="place">Thames</name>, <date when="1903-04-03">3 Apr 1903</date>; medical practitioner; RMO 21 Bn Jan 1940-May 1941; p.w. <date when="1941-05-23">23 May 1941</date>; repatriated <date when="1944-09">Sep 1944</date>.</p></note> with his RAP, Padre <name key="name-010647" type="person">Sheely</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-47" n="18"><p><name key="name-010647" type="person">Rev Fr W. Sheely</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-120061" type="place">Te Aroha</name>; born Hunterville, <date when="1907-10-05">5 Oct 1907</date>; priest; p.w. <date when="1941-11-28">28 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> 
and Captain Sadler were located in a house about a quarter 
of a mile back.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Carrying ammunition, wire, and stores up the hillsides was 
slow and exhausting work, and some form of transport was 
badly needed. Colonel Macky had no authority to requisition 
pack animals, but the inhabitants were friendly and the battalion needed transport. The solution was to purchase some mules, 
but finance was something of a hurdle. This was finally overcome by platoon commanders taking the hat around and 
collecting what cash had escaped the Athenian taverns. 
Receipts were given for every donation to the transport fund, 
but there is no evidence that they were ever redeemed. Army 
Pay Office would probably have been very difficult if they had 
been presented for payment.</p>
        <p rend="indent">With the finance position under control Lieutenant <name key="name-010543" type="person">McKay</name><note xml:id="fn4-47" n="19"><p><name key="name-010543" type="person">Lt N. R. McKay</name>; born NZ <date when="1909-04-22">22 Apr 1909</date>; farmer; killed in action <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> 
was appointed mule purchasing officer, although his knowledge 
of the Greek language was no greater than that of the rest 
of the unit, being confined to the challenge <hi rend="i">Alt tis E?</hi> (Halt, 
who goes there?) used on guard duty at <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>. In spite of 
the language difficulty, a mixed team of 24 mules and donkeys 
was acquired, a corral was erected near <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> station, and 
private Jim <name key="name-010397" type="person">Collingwood</name>,<note xml:id="fn5-47" n="20"><p><name key="name-010397" type="person">Pte J. Collingwood</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1904-12-17">17 Dec 1904</date>; horse breaker; died of wounds <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> a hunting farmer from Tirau, was 
appointed ‘OC Mule Corral’. Several small boys also attached 
themselves as mule attendants. It is a melancholy coincidence 
that both McKay and <name key="name-120021" type="place">Collingwood</name> were killed in the battalion's first action.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n48" n="48"/>
        <p rend="indent">The night was wetter, colder, and more miserable than the 
previous one. In 21 Battalion's area the only enemy activity 
was provided by the reconnaissance planes circling overhead, 
particularly one that the troops christened ‘Hawkeye’. ‘Hawkeye’ met his end the next day when the one Allied plane seen 
by the battalion shot him down into the sea.</p>
        <p rend="indent">That night (11–12 April) the Germans attacked at Veve and 
the left flank of the Allied forces began to move back towards 
<name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the morning D Company <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> was ordered to 
rejoin its unit at <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. They went up by train and got 
there in time to be among the last troops in the town; the 
RTO shot them back through <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> the same night. The 
company went on to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> and eventually rejoined <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> 
in the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> area. The 21st Battalion was made responsible 
for demolishing the road, bridges, and railway in the Peneios 
Gorge, six miles in its rear, so with everything except direct 
information pointing to action in the near future, Colonel 
Macky moved into battle headquarters. The day passed quietly, 
however. It was cold and wet, and on the higher levels it was 
snowing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At Veve the enemy finally broke through the <name key="name-011421" type="place">Monastir Gap</name> 
and on the right flank his leading troops were feeling along 
the north bank of the <name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name>, but it was not anticipated that the German <hi rend="i">schwerpunkt</hi> would come down the 
Aegean coast. Even though it was the shortest route to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, 
the key to northern <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, the only road was worse than third-class, even by Greek standards.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 13th, Easter Sunday, was another quiet day following 
a cold night. The sun shone from a cloudless sky and the men 
were able to dry their blankets, sodden after three rainy nights 
in the open. No. 14 Platoon celebrated the day by dining off 
a lamb they had bought for 65 drachmae. It was not much 
of a lamb, weighing a mere twenty pounds dressed, but it was 
a reminder of New Zealand and of final leave the previous 
Easter.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A party from Divisional Signals reported in the same day 
with a wireless set, which was established in Rear Battalion 
Headquarters. General instructions were to keep strict wireless silence until battle was joined, but these instructions were
<pb xml:id="n49" n="49"/>
interpreted too narrowly and no listening watch was kept until 
13 April, when an officer from Divisional Signals came to 
investigate. In the meantime Major Harding, at the transport 
lines, had to continue driving ninety miles to 5 Brigade Headquarters to deliver reports and receive orders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While the troops were cleaning up and drying out in the 
warm sunshine that had followed the rain, the enemy crossed 
the lower Aliakmon. The New Zealand Division was now 
holding the line from the sea at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> to <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>, where 
4 Brigade was being dive-bombed in the opening phases of the 
battle for the <name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A train from <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> passed through <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> early on 
the morning of the 14th. The Greek general in charge of the 
area was on board and gave his certificate that it was the final 
train from the lost town. The enemy was probably entering 
<name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> at the same time as the certificate was being handed 
over. The 21st Battalion had almost caught up with the war, 
for <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> was only 20 miles away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About 3 p.m. another train, this time from <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, brought 
another general to <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>. This time it was <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name>, bearing evil tidings. He informed Colonel Macky that 
it had not been possible to establish the Allied forces on the 
<name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line, and that a decision had been 
made to withdraw south to the <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> line, which it 
was hoped was short enough for the British alone to impose 
some delay on the German occupation of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. The 21st 
Battalion's part in the withdrawal to <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> was, for 
the time being, to hold <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> Ridge and deny the coast 
road to the enemy. It was still thought that, if the enemy came 
that way, it would be with infantry only on account of the 
terrain. Macky was not so sure, but did not press the point. 
He knew that the Intelligence Officer (Lieutenant <name key="name-010680" type="person">Wallace</name><note xml:id="fn1-49" n="21"><p><name key="name-010680" type="person">Capt L. N. Wallace</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Nohukohu, <date when="1917-01-08">8 Jan 1917</date>; clerk; wounded <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note>) 
had been forward on a motor cycle and had met a car with 
the 5 Brigade Intelligence Officer sent on 10 April with orders, 
and that the car had slid off the road and had been damaged. 
Lance-Corporal George <name key="name-010603" type="person">Palmer</name><note xml:id="fn2-49" n="22"><p><name key="name-010603" type="person">Sgt G. W. Palmer</name>; <name key="name-120035" type="place">Lower Hutt</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1905-07-31">31 Jul 1905</date>; plumber and steam engineer; twice wounded.</p></note> and Private Don <name key="name-010486" type="person">Hookham</name><note xml:id="fn3-49" n="23"><p><name key="name-010486" type="person">Pte D. Hookham</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-021363" type="place">New Plymouth</name>, <date when="1912-12-02">2 Dec 1912</date>; theatre attendant.</p></note>
<pb xml:id="n50" n="50"/>
had been able to go forward with a carrier to recover the car 
and put it on the train. Also the engineers' trucks and the 
artillery tractors had come down that road without much 
trouble. No doubt Corps and Divisional Intelligence could be 
relied on, but all the same….</p>
        <p rend="indent">The General had not long departed when Colonel Macky's 
forebodings were fulfilled. The men had been paid, had had 
tea, and were preparing to stand to, when winking lights like 
the sun's rays reflected from a moving windscreen were reported 
to Battalion Headquarters. Macky was holding a conference 
at the time and suggested to Lieutenant Williams, who was 
present, that if he went up to his observation post he would 
see something interesting and, after seeing it, would he please 
chase it away. The gunner officer shot up the hill almost as 
fast as one of his own shells, and through his glasses saw an 
enemy reconnaissance patrol about two and a half miles away, 
viewing the hill through their glasses. The battery opened fire 
at 5000 yards' range and an optimistic Bren-gunner let go a 
burst. The battalion had found its war.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The patrol hurriedly sought shelter, and there was some 
discussion among the troops whether or not it was a patrol 
of ours that had been fired on. The argument lapsed when a 
continuous stream of vehicles was seen passing over a rise in 
the road about 7000 yards behind the patrol. Fire was opened 
by the guns but, owing to the dust and reflection from the 
windshields, observation was poor. At 11,000 yards vehicles 
that looked very like enemy tanks began to deploy over the 
plain. They also were fired on, without much hope of damaging them, but with the intention of discouraging their closer 
approach.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As soon as the enemy patrol had been reported, Colonel 
Macky ordered Lieutenant Jones to blow the tunnel and 
demolish the saddle track. The engineers had been working 
under difficulties with insufficient explosives and no pneumatic drills, but one of the safety bays in the tunnel had been 
sealed off with sandbags, behind which 350 lb. of gelignite and 
the depth-charge had been placed. In addition a charge had 
been placed under the rails at both ends of the tunnel. The 
explosion was only a partial success and a further 50 lb. of
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP003a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP003a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP003a-g"/><head>THE ORIGINAL OFFICERS OF 21 BATTALION</head><p><hi rend="sc">Back Row</hi>: Lieutenants <name type="person">L. W. Reanney</name>, <name type="person">A. A. Yeoman</name>, <name type="person">G. A. Dutton</name>, <name type="person">C. A. Ferguson</name>, <name type="person">E. G. Smith</name>, <name type="person">R. B.
McClymont</name>, <name type="person">G. H. Panckhurst</name>, <name type="person">A. G. Simms</name>, <name type="person">W. Dickson</name>, <name type="person">H. K. Brainsby</name>, <name type="person">S. G. Hirst</name>, <name type="person">K. G. Dee</name>, <name type="person">J. R. B.
Marshall</name>, <name type="person">J. B. Cranswick</name>, <name type="person">W. J. G. Roach</name>, <name type="person">W. E. von Schramm</name>, <name type="person">E. B. Butcher</name>, <name type="person">P. B. Allen</name>, <name type="person">H. M. McElroy</name>,
<name type="person">H. L. Thomson</name>, <name type="person">R. D. Campbell</name>.</p>
<p><hi rend="sc">Middle Row</hi>: Captains <name type="person">E. C. N. Robinson</name>, <name type="person">A. C. Trousdale</name>, <name type="person">W. M. Tongue</name>, <name type="person">R. W. Harding</name>, <name type="person">G. J. Howcroft</name>,
<name type="person">Major E. A. Harding</name>, <name type="person">Lieutenant-Colonel N. L. Macky</name>, <name type="person">Lieutenant M. T. S. Dew</name>, <name type="person">Major R. R. McGregor</name>,
Captains <name type="person">C. A. Le Lievre</name>, <name type="person">F. A. Sadler</name>, Lieutenants <name type="person">O. S. Hetherington</name> and <name type="person">R. H. Anderson</name>.</p>
<p><hi rend="sc">Front Row</hi>: Lieutenants <name type="person">G. A. H. Bullock-Douglas</name>, <name type="person">J. N. Stevenson</name>, <name type="person">S. W. Parfitt</name>, <name type="person">R. Penney</name>, <name type="person">G. E. Moore</name>,
<name type="person">C. Williams</name>, <name type="person">W. R. C. Saul</name>, <name type="person">W. J. Southworth</name>, <name type="person">A. J. B. Dixon</name>, <name type="person">A. C. Turtill</name>, <name type="person">N. R. Flavell</name>, <name type="person">C. S. Caddie</name>,
<name type="person">L. N. Wallace</name>, <name type="person">W. C. Butland</name>, <name type="person">N. MacKay</name>.</p><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officers</figDesc></figure>
BATTALION COMMANDERS
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004a-g"/><head><name key="name-208606" type="person">Lt-Col N. L. Macky</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004b-g"/><head><name key="name-000581" type="person">Lt-Col J. M. Allen</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004c"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004c.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004c-g"/><head><name key="name-010332" type="person">Lt-Col S. F. Allen</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004d"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004d.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004d-g"/><head><name key="name-010466" type="person">Lt-Col R. W. Harding</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004e"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004e.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004e-g"/><head><name key="name-003981" type="person">Lt-Col H. M. McElroy</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004f"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004f.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004f-g"/><head>Lt-<name key="name-003526" type="person">Col J. I. Thodey</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP004g"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP004g.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP004g-g"/><head><name key="name-010547" type="person">Lt-Col E. A. McPhail</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army officer</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP005a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP005a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP005a-g"/><head>Camp at Duder's Beach, near <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of Duder's beach army camp</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP005b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP005b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP005b-g"/><head>Firing Bren guns on the range at <name key="name-120027" type="place">Penrose</name></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of soldiers firing guns</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP006a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP006a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP006a-g"/><head>Farewell march through <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1940-04-27">27 April 1940</date></head><figDesc>black and white photograph of soldiers marching</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP006b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP006b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP006b-g"/><head>Camp at <name key="name-024324" type="place">Mytchett</name>, England</head><figDesc>black and white photograph of army camp</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n51" n="51"/>
gelignite, reserved for emergencies, was placed in a breach 
made in the roof. When this was fired most of the lining came 
down, but even so it was estimated that the damage could 
be repaired within six hours. (In actual fact the tunnel, 
although used for short periods, was still falling in a week later.)</p>
        <p rend="indent">The craters along the saddle track also were not entirely 
satisfactory for the same reason—lack of explosives and equipment for dealing with hard-rock country. As an extra precaution a small anti-tank minefield had been laid out on the forward 
slopes near the top of the ridge. It eventually caused more 
delay than all the road blocks put together.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When the engineers were satisfied that they had done all 
they could, they packed up and departed for the <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name> 
to prepare further demolitions on the road and railway. In 
the meantime the battalion was standing to in real earnest and 
Captain Tongue, high up at <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name>, was describing to 
Colonel Macky how artillery and vehicles were parking in 
well-dressed lines across the plain. He said he could see at 
least one hundred tanks, but the Colonel told him not to count 
any further as nobody would believe it. A message was wirelessed that 50 tanks and 150 other vehicles were parking in 
front of <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> ridge.<note xml:id="fn1-51" n="24"><p>German records make it appear unlikely that enemy tanks were opposite 21 Battalion that evening. Probably the tracked infantry carriers were mistaken for tanks. The enemy unit was <hi rend="i">2 Motor Cycle Battalion</hi>, reinforced with engineer, artillery and machine-gun detachments. Tanks (? <hi rend="i">Panzer Regiment</hi>) did not reach <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> until the middle of the following day, 15 April. A reconnaissance, combined with the reports of the demolitions, gave <hi rend="i">2 Motor Cycle Battalion</hi> the impression that the ‘enemy’ (21 Battalion) was holding only the ridge near the castle.</p></note>
</p>
        <p rend="indent">All night there was the sound of movement as the Germans 
completed their deployment. No attempt was made at concealment and vehicles moved with headlights burning. Whenever anything came within range the four guns and the two 
mortars that composed the battalion's supporting arms were 
on to it. The glare of burning trucks and faint screams and 
shouting indicated that the fire was not being wasted. The 
highlight of the night was a direct hit by a mortar shell on a 
vehicle, which caught fire and blazed fiercely throughout the 
night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The night before battle is a time of contemplation, no matter 
how experienced the soldier, and 21 Battalion was not yet
<pb xml:id="n52" n="52"/>
experienced. Never was a rifle checked more carefully, never 
a bayonet point thumbed so thoroughly. Letters were written 
with the greatest casualness. <hi rend="i">Nothing important really, just thought 
I'd drop a line home—haven't written home for weeks. Would you 
mind seeing it's posted, in case of accidents? Sure. Been meaning to 
write myself ever since we landed in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Don't half go crook at 
home if a man doesn't write regularly. What do the old soldiers say? 
Never mind a bullet you hear—it's miles away by then. It's the one 
you don't hear that hurts. Maybe you're lucky and its a field dressing 
and a quick move to the RAP. Maybe you're not so lucky and its a 
field dressing and stretcher-bearers at the double, and if you're really 
unlucky it's neither—but you won't be taking any interest in the subsequent proceedings</hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">If Colonel Macky was perturbed at the arrival of the enemy 
armour he did not show it, but the company commanders were 
not displeased when he decided to get some sleep. They were 
as anxious as he that the battalion should acquit itself well in 
the morning, and they knew as well as he that the only thing 
that would prevent the tanks from rolling over them was the 
terrain. It was thought to be tank-proof, and the saddle track 
was in as big a mess as the engineers could contrive to make it. 
The men in the forward weapon pits listened to the rumbling 
of heavy vehicles and the bursting of shells on the plains below 
them. They passed the night peering into the scrub, fingers on 
triggers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after daybreak on the 15th a patrol consisting of 
Sergeant Bill <name key="name-010409" type="person">Davies</name><note xml:id="fn1-52" n="25"><p><name key="name-010409" type="person">WO II W. Davies</name>; <name key="name-021414" type="place">Rotorua</name>; born Wales, <date when="1904-03-13">13 Mar 1904</date>; forestry worker; wounded <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>.</p></note> and Private ‘Tommy’ <name key="name-010663" type="person">Thompson</name><note xml:id="fn2-52" n="26"><p><name key="name-010663" type="person">Pte B. S. Thompson</name>; National Park; born England, <date when="1908-07-26">26 Jul 1908</date>; labourer.</p></note> was 
detailed to climb to the top of the ridge above C Company and 
estimate the enemy forces. The two men did not come back, 
but Major Le Lievre did not report them as missing, maintaining that such experienced bushmen could pass through a German army without being seen. His faith in their fieldcraft was 
not misplaced. It took them most of the day to scramble 
through the dense tangle of myrtus,<note xml:id="fn3-52" n="27"><p>A shrub closely resembling New Zealand manuka.</p></note> fern, scrub, and brambles to a point near the summit, and when they finally got 
there they could see nothing through a misty drizzle that
<pb xml:id="n53" n="53"/>
blanketed the high country. They did, however, discover a 
paved track along the top of the ridge, and they also found a 
party of Germans laying a telephone wire along it. They 
decided to return with the information but struck too far north 
and, when they eventually hit the coast, they found, in the 
words of Sergeant Davies, ‘Jerry, of course, being in large 
numbers in front, behind and around us.’ There was nothing 
for it but to make another wide detour southwards, and there 
we will leave them for the time being.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The first enemy shell arrived with the dawn. ‘Hawkeye’ had 
done his job well, for the shell burst fairly above the mortar 
position, but beyond sending Lieutenant Wallace, who was 
passing at the moment, smartly to earth, it did no damage. 
A Troop replied, and then all the German artillery emplaced 
during the night searched the ridge, paying particular attention to A Company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The castle became the target for shells of various calibre, 
but of course nobody was in such an obvious position. Smoke 
was liberally mixed with the high explosives and, after an 
hour's bombardment, the enemy infantry, supported by fire 
from the rear, began to search through the smoke and scrub.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A patrol blundered on to a post of 7 Platoon. Second- 
Lieutenant Southworth had cadged a few sticks of explosive 
from the engineers when they were mining the saddle track 
and had also persuaded them to attach detonators and safety 
fuses. One of the home-made grenades killed the officer in 
charge and the rest dived back into the scrub. Evidently satisfied that the position was strongly held and required more 
softening up, the enemy withdrew after an hour's probing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For the rest of the day the whole ridge was drenched with 
high explosives, but the weapon pits, hewn out of almost solid 
marble, gave excellent shelter and there were very few casualties. Up till midday there were none at all. The first battle 
casualty notified to Battalion Headquarters was Lance-Corporal 
<name key="name-010533" type="person">Lovell</name><note xml:id="fn1-53" n="28"><p><name key="name-010533" type="person">L-Cpl N. E. Lovell</name>; born Taumarunui, <date when="1916-11-29">29 Nov 1916</date>; bushworker; killed in action <date when="1941-04-15">15 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> of B Company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the afternoon tanks were heard through the smoke,
<pb xml:id="n54" n="54"/>
crashing and threshing about while endeavouring to force a 
way over the ridge, and about seven o'clock Captain Tongue 
reported an attack by infantry on his position around Pandeleimon. C Company had watched the enemy build-up during 
the day, and towards evening suspected that <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> had 
been entered. Private <name key="name-010361" type="person">Bosworth</name><note xml:id="fn1-54" n="29"><p><name key="name-010361" type="person">Pte C. J. Bosworth</name>; <name key="name-021386" type="place">Palmerston North</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1904-03-21">21 Mar 1904</date>; wine dealer; p.w. <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> was sent to investigate from 
the forward section of 15 Platoon and was told by a Greek that 
the Germans had indeed entered the village. At dusk 14 Platoon 
was attacked, but the sections stood their ground until dark. Part 
of 15 Platoon was involved, and there was much confused firing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The busiest people in the interludes between the attacks were 
the signallers. The lines were continually cut by shellfire; the 
one between the artillery observation post and Battalion Headquarters alone had to be mended eleven times.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The third attempt to force the ridge was made with armour 
leading the attack. The infantry did not emerge from the scrub, 
but the tanks made a determined effort to climb the ridge. 
Small-arms fire was poured into them from all angles, but even 
the anti-tank rifles only raised sparks on their armour. The 
artillery was unable to protect A Company because of the 
steepness of the hill, but only one tank succeeded in getting 
close to 8 Platoon; it was not able to complete the climb and 
returned baffled to its companions.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The main thrust was along the track between A and B Companies. Two tanks were halted under 9 Platoon's position, 
though one got past 10 Platoon's post on the side of the track. 
They were engaged by every rifle that could be brought to 
bear and retired discomfited by the steepness of the ridge and 
the demolished track.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Seven more tried to get up the ravine where Yeoman's and 
Finlayson's platoons were dug in, but were turned back by 
artillery and mortar fire. At last light the line was intact, the 
tanks had departed, and the silence was broken only by an 
occasional shot into the scrub, but A Troop had only 80 rounds 
a gun left.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <hi rend="i">3rd Panzer Regiment</hi> (<hi rend="i"><name key="name-014277" type="organisation">2 Panzer Division</name></hi>) reported the day's 
fighting as follows:</p>
        <pb xml:id="n55" n="55"/>
        <p>At midday on April 15 the head of the Div was halted by stubborn 
English resistance at <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> on Mt. <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>. There the 
English had taken up positions on a ridge running right down to 
the sea and greeted us with accurate shell fire. From the left position 
in an old castle they had splendid observation. The whole regiment 
moved to the attack, co-operating with infantry and motor cyclists, 
who were directed to make an outflanking move to the right. The 
tanks attacking the ridge were forced by the fall of darkness and 
the terrible going to halt at the foot of the castle. The light troops 
of the unit advanced to the obstacles just in front of the enemy 
position, but could go no further. The tanks formed a close laager 
for the night. The English shells crashed continuously around them, 
but the English did not counterattack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The German tanks might have settled down for the night, 
but nobody else did. A Company was shelled spasmodically, 
and snipers crept around B Company's posts. Every time a 
branch snapped under the weight of a German boot, that area 
was sprayed with fire which was returned by snipers in the 
vicinity. The tang of burning cordite was mixed with the 
pungent aroma of smoke lying so heavily in the ravines that 
each man felt that he was utterly alone—not a pleasant feeling 
in your first battle, with bullets cracking past in all directions.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the night wore on the infiltration behind B Company's 
position increased, and about midnight Major Le Lievre decided 
to pull 11 Platoon back from its forward area into a reserve 
role behind 12 Platoon.</p>
        <p rend="indent">High up on the ridge C Company had been forced to give 
ground after dark. No. 14 Platoon, widely dispersed to cover 
its sector, was unable to prevent infiltration. A runner informed 
Captain Tongue of this, and Lieutenant O'Neill was sent with 
a patrol from 13 Platoon to find and regroup 14 Platoon. While 
O'Neill was on the way forward a large German patrol swept 
through the area, across the ridge, through 14 Platoon, 13 Platoon and Company Headquarters. The Germans sprayed tracer 
bullets at random, put up flares, kept in touch by shouting 
and whistling—and finally disappeared over the ridge beyond 
Company Headquarters. No. 14 Platoon was found in one 
formed group, and the sections were put astride the track 
between 13 and 15 Platoons. There was no further enemy 
action that night.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n56" n="56"/>
        <p rend="indent">After the failure of the frontal assault, there was only one 
answer: the turning of the left flank was the obvious enemy 
move. A brigade with anti-tank guns and field artillery might 
have held <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> Ridge against an armoured division, 
but not a battalion with four 25-pounders in support and no 
effective anti-tank weapons.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At dawn on 16 April it was clear that the enemy had closed 
in on C Company from the north and west. Lieutenant Mason 
went forward from 15 Platoon, surprised a German, and shot 
him. Farther along the ridge Corporal Bert Howe's<note xml:id="fn1-56" n="30"><p><name key="name-010492" type="person">Cpl H. C. Howe</name>; Frankton Junction; born Hunterville, <date when="1896-05-21">21 May 1896</date>; farmer; p.w. <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> section 
(No. 7), covering the track from the village, saw the Germans 
coming out of <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> in four columns, evidently under 
the impression that there would be no opposition. Howe's section opened fire and scattered the enemy, who soon regrouped 
under cover to attack with the support of mortars and infantry 
support guns. The section was soon surrounded and taken 
prisoner. Corporal Jack Gardner's<note xml:id="fn2-56" n="31"><p><name key="name-010447" type="person">Cpl J. Gardner</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Stratford, <date when="1902-05-24">24 May 1902</date>; labourer; p.w. <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> section (No. 8), which had 
withdrawn closer to Company Headquarters during the night, 
suffered a similar fate. Men from these sections were surprised 
to find the Germans demanding food—they had not eaten for 
24 hours—and were later incensed at being forced to help clear 
the tunnel demolition.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The remaining section of 15 Platoon, under Corporal Dick 
<name key="name-010614" type="person">Pipe</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-56" n="32"><p><name key="name-010614" type="person">Cpl R. C. Pipe</name>; born <name key="name-120122" type="place">Opotiki</name>, <date when="1918-01-30">30 Jan 1918</date>; school-teacher; killed in action <date when="1941-04-15">15 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> was overrun from the west, after a brisk but one-sided 
encounter. Captain Tongue sent O'Neill with a fighting patrol 
from 13 Platoon to help, but this patrol, after moving up the 
south side of the ridge, was held up by small-arms fire. Sergeant <name key="name-010518" type="person">Kibblewhite</name><note xml:id="fn4-56" n="33"><p><name key="name-010518" type="person">Sgt F. A. Kibblewhite</name>; <name key="name-006507" type="place">Thames</name>; born <name key="name-120134" type="place">Oamaru</name>, <date when="1905-12-03">3 Dec 1905</date>; school-teacher; wounded <date when="1941-04-16">16 Apr 1941</date>; p.w. <date when="1941-11-21">21 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> moved forward alone and, although 
wounded three times, drew sufficient fire to allow the patrol 
to reach 15 Platoon's area, only to find it empty. In the meantime Tongue had himself been forward, had failed to discover 
15 Platoon, and had returned to discover its survivors at Company Headquarters. After giving covering fire to 15 Platoon,
<pb xml:id="n57" n="57"/>
14 Platoon had also closed in to Company Headquarters, which 
was now virtually surrounded. Tongue ordered 14 and 15 
Platoons to withdraw down the ridge under the covering 
fire of 13 Platoon. O'Neill returned with his patrol to find the 
company gone and, firing all the way, followed down the ridge 
to join what had become an orderly withdrawal. Half-way 
down the ridge it seemed to O'Neill that the enemy attack had 
petered out, as if its objective had been to clear the C Company 
area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain <name key="name-003981" type="person">McElroy</name><note xml:id="fn1-57" n="34"><p><name key="name-003981" type="person">Lt-Col H. M. McElroy</name>, DSO and bar, ED; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1910-12-02">2 Dec 1910</date>; public accountant; CO 21 Bn 4 Jun 1943–21 Jun 1944; wounded four times.</p></note> had rung through to Colonel Macky 
before the company withdrew, giving the situation and asking 
for instructions, but the line went dead before he could get a 
reply. Macky then instructed Captain Panckhurst to make 
ready for a withdrawal. Everything was to be destroyed except 
hot food already prepared, which was left for anybody who 
passed by.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At the same time as the attack on C Company began, the 
enemy artillery, supported by a line of approximately fifty 
tanks, blanketed the rest of the ridge with high explosive and 
smoke shells. Under cover of the bombardment, infantry 
attempted to infiltrate between A and B Companies' positions, 
but made little progress against the steady fire of the forward 
posts. There was, however, danger of B Company's 12 Platoon 
being cut off, and Le Lievre ordered its withdrawal to 11 Platoon's area. The position then was that C Company was 
apparently out of the battle; B Company, with the exception 
of 10 Platoon, was concentrated in the rear of Point 266; 
A Company was still holding; and D Company was under 
enfilade fire from the direction of <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The carriers were disposed to protect the road out past Platamon station and the guns were prepared to adopt an anti-tank role, but the latter were almost out of ammunition. At 
9.40 a.m. Colonel Macky radioed to Corps Headquarters that 
his position was very serious. Almost immediately the tanks 
thrust again along the saddle track and, with the local knowledge gained from the previous attempt, made steady headway. 
Macky, none too soon, gave the order for a general withdrawal.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n58" n="58"/>
        <p rend="indent">A last signal that the battalion was retiring was sent at 
10 a.m. before the wireless set was destroyed. There was no 
time to collect the telephone lines, and the loss of this equipment was to have an important effect in the next engagement. 
A Company came down off the hill in good order and was 
checked through by Lieutenant E. G. Smith. The right platoons of D Company followed, and then B Company, after 
making a detour, emerged on a track that ran through 18 Platoon's area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The steady fire of 18 Platoon kept the enemy in the shelter 
of the scrub and made B Company's escape possible. Major 
Le Lievre was checking the last elements of his company through 
when C Company arrived. They had fought an all-round 
action for four hours and had finally succeeded in getting clear. 
They felt that in retiring they had let the battalion down and 
were very relieved to know that, on the contrary, they were 
the last company to leave the ridge. No. 18 Platoon finally 
disengaged with the loss of one man taken prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The reason the Germans were prepared to break off the 
battle is clear from the <hi rend="i">3 Panzer Regiment</hi>'s war diary:</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the morning the attack was continued after a heavy preliminary bombardment, this time with the engineers in support. The 
right hand company of tanks forced its way forward through the 
scrub and over rocks and in spite of the steepness of the hillside 
got on to the top of the ridge. The country was a mass of wire 
obstacles and swarming with the enemy. In the thick scrub visibility 
was scarcely a yard from the tanks and hardly a trace was to be 
seen of the enemy except an occasional infantryman running back. 
The tanks pressed forward along a narrow mule path. Many of 
them shed their tracks on the boulders or split their assemblies and 
finally the leading troop ran on to mines. Every tank became a 
casualty and completely blocked the path. A detour was attempted. 
Two more tanks stuck in a swamp and another blew up on a mine 
and was completely burnt out. After strenuous exertions the track 
was cleared that evening while the engineers carried out a very 
successful sweep for mines. In the meantime small parties of infantry 
had followed up the English on foot, driven them completely from 
the ridge and late in the day hoisted the flag on the castle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While the tanks were immobilised the <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name> infantry
<pb xml:id="n59" n="59"/>
were prepared to call it a day. Thus 21 Battalion had held up 
half an armoured division for 36 hours at a cost of 36 killed, 
wounded, and missing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The gorge through which the Peneios River flows, and where 
<name key="name-010591" type="organisation">19 Army Troops Company</name> was preparing demolitions, offered 
the greatest opportunities for delaying the enemy advance. The 
sea is a mile from the mouth of the gorge, but immediately 
south rise the foothills of Mount Ossa, making a long and difficult detour for wheeled traffic. It would take days to outflank 
the positions from the seaward side, if indeed it was possible 
to get around with tanks at all.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba059a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21Ba059a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba059a-g"/>
            <head>
              <hi rend="sc">peneios gorge positions, 17–18 april 1941</hi>
            </head>
            <figDesc>Black and white map of army positions</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <p rend="indent">The country north of the gorge consists of broken highlands 
running up to <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name>, roadless and apparently impassable for any transport except a mule train, the only means of 
communication between the scattered villages in the Greek
<pb xml:id="n60" n="60"/>
highlands. The gorge, five miles in length, is narrow, with on 
either side a series of spurs that end at the river bank in alternating cliffs and small re-entrants. At the western exit, where 
the railway crosses the river, the village of <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> clusters 
around the station. Opposite, on the northern side of the 
Peneios, on one of the small flats between two spurs, is the 
twin village of Itia. Three miles west of Itia the larger village 
of Gonnos, situated on the edge of the river flats and the 
foothills, is the terminus of the mountain trail that passes 
through <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name>. Fifteen miles south of <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> is <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, 
the bottleneck through which the main force would have to 
pass en route to <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name>. If the Germans reached <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> 
in strength before the withdrawal was complete, there would 
be no escape.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Macky boarded a carrier and went on ahead, while 
Lieutenant Dee disposed the rest of his carriers to cover the 
withdrawal. A Troop formed a gunline near the gorge. The 
Mortar Platoon, which had thrown its heavy equipment onto 
the artillery trucks, found on arrival that essential parts were 
missing, and from then on fought as riflemen.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the rifle platoons reached the small river flat at the gorge 
mouth, they were dispersed under the mulberry and poplar 
trees or in the patches of wheat that covered the area. Enemy 
planes, mostly bombers returning from assignments further 
south, passed overhead. C Company and half of B Company 
were still missing when Brigadier Clowes, CCRA Anzac Corps,<note xml:id="fn1-60" n="35"><p><name key="name-000594" type="organisation">Anzac Corps</name>, formed on <date when="1941-04-12">12 Apr 1941</date>, comprised <name key="name-022442" type="organisation">6 Australian Division</name> and the New Zealand Division.</p></note> 
arrived.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Corps had been thoroughly disturbed by Colonel Macky's 
comparatively modest estimate of the armour concentrating 
below <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> Ridge and had sent Clowes post-haste to take 
whatever action he considered necessary. (In actual fact there 
were 100 tanks, 16 guns, one battalion of infantry, one motorcycle battalion, engineers, anti-tank guns, and specialist units.) 
Corps had expected that the main German effort would be 
made against the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name> area and had made its dispositions accordingly. That the enemy was also on the shorter 
eastern route in strength necessitated a readjustment of the 
scanty reserves and a new appreciation of the situation.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n61" n="61"/>
        <p rend="indent">The advantages and drawbacks to defending the gorge from 
the seaward flank, the narrow middle, and the western end 
were considered by Brigadier Clowes and Colonel Macky. 
Because of the possibility of an outflanking move through the 
hills to Gonnos, the decision was taken to defend the western end.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Actually they had reached almost the same conclusion as 
had the Greek generals when discussing the same problem 
<date when="2000">2000</date> years earlier. Xerxes and his Persians had landed in the 
north and were moving on <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> by the coastal route. The 
Greek commanders planned to oppose him in the <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name>, 
but because of the danger of being outflanked and cut off, 
decided to defend their city at <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Clowes, knowing the number of troops that had 
still to pass through <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, instructed Colonel Macky that it 
was essential to deny the gorge to the enemy until 19 April, 
even if it meant extinction, and told him that support would 
arrive within twenty-four hours. His final advice was that, if 
the enemy broke through the gorge, the battalion was to fall 
back to a position astride the point where the road and railway crossed, seven miles south of the western exit. The Brigadier departed and the battalion was preparing to cross the 
river when C Company and the remainder of B Company 
arrived and the battalion was complete again. The crossing 
was made on the same flat-bottomed barge that Major Harding 
had used, and the Pioneer Platoon, acting as ferrymen, found 
it exhausting work hauling on the heavy ropes. Only a few 
men could be taken at a time, and it was late afternoon before 
the troops were all across. There remained the carriers and the 
guns with their ‘quads’, all too heavy for the ferry. There was 
a bridge five miles upstream at <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, where the railway 
crossed the river, and it was decided to ferry the guns across 
and send the rest of the transport along the rail track to this 
bridge. Lieutenant <name key="name-010606" type="person">Parfitt</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-61" n="36"><p><name key="name-010606" type="person">Maj S. W. Parfitt</name>, m.i.d.; Hauraki Plains; born NZ <date when="1914-12-12">12 Dec 1914</date>; farmer.</p></note> at B Echelon, had received the 
message that the battalion was withdrawing and had brought 
some transport through the gorge. The guns were hitched on 
to these trucks and taken back to rejoin the quads when they 
arrived.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There were two tunnels and a number of culverts on the
<pb xml:id="n62" n="62"/>
railway, and when the last carrier, which had been used to 
haul a box-car from a siding into the first tunnel, was clear, 
the engineers blew the undercarriage off the box-car. The 
result was a tolerable blockage. The rail track on each side 
was also blown, to make it more difficult for enemy tanks to 
tow the wreckage out.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Explosives were still in short supply, but enough was found 
in a hut on the line to blow one of the culverts so high into 
the air that the rails came down on the other side of the gorge. 
The tanks, when they got so far, would certainly have to swim 
the river before they could advance further. This was a very 
comforting thought to men who had not slept for 48 hours. 
Tanks were not very good at swimming rivers in the early 
days of the war.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Just when the ferry was due for destruction and the hauling 
ropes cut, there was an incident that could happen only in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> or in comic opera. Two shepherdesses arrived with 
small flocks of mixed sheep and goats and requested a passage. 
The Pioneer Platoon took time off from the war to haul them 
over before they ensured that nobody else would use the ferry 
for some considerable time.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The road was blown in the two most likely places, but the 
resulting craters were only reasonably effective. Second- 
Lieutenant Rose, with 10 Platoon, was left to cover the second 
or nearest crater, while Major Le Lievre disposed the remainder 
of B Company along a stream a mile inside the gorge up to 
the village of Ampelakia, high in the hills to the south. Finally 
the railway bridge at <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> was blown by another section 
of <name key="name-010591" type="organisation">19 Army Troops Company</name> which had been sent up for the 
purpose, and, feeling reasonably secure for the time being, the 
battalion bedded down for the night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Battalion Headquarters had been set up in a house in <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> 
and shortly after dusk Lieutenant-Colonel Chilton, commanding 2/2 Australian Battalion, arrived with the information that 
his battalion was on the way. It came up during the night 
and was disposed with one company near the gorge exit, the 
next some two miles west along the river bank opposite Gonnos, 
and the others still further westward. Before dawn 2/3 Australian Battalion was also in position, on the left of 2/2 Battalion.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n63" n="63"/>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile 5 Brigade was breaking contact with the enemy 
on <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> and moving back ten miles to the head of <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> 
Pass preparatory to withdrawing to <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name>. While 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-014277" type="organisation">2 Panzer Division</name></hi> was getting its tanks over <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> Ridge 
and clearing the tunnel, <hi rend="i">6 Mountain Division</hi> commenced a 
flanking movement across the southern slopes of Mount 
<name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> towards Gonnos, with the task of opening the Peneios 
Gorge for the tanks if they could not force it themselves. Next 
morning, the 17th, Lieutenant-Colonels Chilton and Macky, 
now joined by Lieutenant-Colonel <name key="name-208925" type="person">Parkinson</name><note xml:id="fn1-63" n="37"><p><name key="name-208925" type="person">Maj-Gen G. B. Parkinson</name>, CBE, DSO and bar, m.i.d., Legion of Merit (US); <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1896-11-05">5 Nov 1896</date>; Regular soldier; NZ Fd Arty 1917-19; CO <name key="name-001152" type="organisation">4 Fd Regt</name> Jan 1940-Aug 1941; comd 1 NZ Army Tank Bde and 7 Inf Bde Gp (in NZ) 1941–42; 6 Bde Apr 1943-Jun 1944; 2 NZ Div (<name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name>) 3–27 Mar 1944; CRA 2 NZ Div Jun-Aug 1944; comd 6 Bde Aug 1944-Jun 1945; Quartermaster-General, Army HQ, Jan-Sep 1946; NZ Military Liaison Officer, <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, 1946–49; Commandant, Southern Military District, 1949–51.</p></note> (CO 4 NZ Field 
Regiment), who had brought up <name key="name-010585" type="organisation">26 Battery</name>, and Lieutenant 
<name key="name-004081" type="person">Longmore</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-63" n="38"><p><name key="name-004081" type="person">Capt K. A. Longmore</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born NZ <date when="1918-05-15">15 May 1918</date>; clerk; p.w. <date when="1942-07-23">23 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> with L Troop <name key="name-010580" type="organisation">7 Anti-Tank Regiment</name>, reconnoitred the gorge as far as B Company's road block.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After a meal and a night's sleep in the deserted village, 
the men of 21 Battalion were in better shape. Enemy planes 
were passing overhead at half-hourly intervals.</p>
        <p rend="indent">To help replace the tools lost at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>, the companies 
were told to collect any the villagers had left behind. A motley 
assortment of crude implements was obtained, as well as a 
varied collection of wines and liquors that had not been included 
in the instructions. Stray fowls were also captured and were 
soon cooking in whatever could be found to hold them. Across 
the river the inhabitants were seen to be evacuating the village 
of Itia. All day long the peasants were toiling up into the hills, 
with their belongings strapped onto mules and donkeys and 
driving their flocks in front.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was agreed between the commanders that 21 Battalion 
was to be responsible for the gorge, the high country on its 
south bank, and the river bank to <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> village inclusive. 
Beyond Tempe was the Australians' area. The battalion was 
disposed for the defence of the gorge exit along a steep shoulder 
that ran from <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> village to the main ridge which formed
<pb xml:id="n64" n="64"/>
the south side of <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name>. Beyond this ridge to the south-east stood Mount Ossa, surrounded by hundreds of square 
miles of highlands seared with gullies and studded with lines 
of ranges radiating in all directions. D Company was on the 
right flank holding the small village of Ampelakia, a thousand 
feet above the river and about <date when="2000">2000</date> yards south of it. C Company held from the left flank of D Company down to the 
gorge road. Forward of this line and between C and D Companies, B Company headquarters and 12 Platoon (Second- 
Lieutenant Finlayson) were on a spur about 600 yards in rear 
of the road block still held by 10 Platoon. No. 11 Platoon was 
detached from B Company and under command of Battalion 
Headquarters, with the task of patrolling a line parallel with 
the gorge and about two miles forward of Ampelakia and preventing any infiltrating enemy coming down the goat tracks. 
A Company, having borne the brunt of the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> tunnel 
action, was in reserve behind <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, where another ridge 
formed the second arm of the small valley enclosing the village. 
It was also the last ridge of the gorge, and westward of it was 
a long, wide valley where the Australians were digging in.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A Company was sited for all-round defence, with Second- 
Lieutenant Roach forward, Second-Lieutenant Bullock-Douglas 
in his rear, and Second-Lieutenant Southworth along the river 
bank. Battalion battle headquarters was in a deep ditch behind 
Roach and 100 yards south of the road. The RAP was in 
<name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, which was defended by Headquarters Company details 
about a platoon strong under Lieutenant <name key="name-010336" type="person">Anderson</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-64" n="39"><p><name key="name-010336" type="person">Lt H. R. Anderson</name>; born <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>, <date when="1908-03-24">24 Mar 1908</date>; estate agent; killed in action <date when="1941-05-20">20 May 1941</date>.</p></note> The 
Carrier Platoon was deployed a thousand yards south-east of 
<name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, while the remainder of Headquarters Company was 
behind A Company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The artillery made its own dispositions to support the Australians along the river bank and to cover 21 Battalion inside the 
gorge, with two 25-pounders forward near Evangelismos in an 
anti-tank role. By early afternoon of the same day the companies were in position and digging in on the bare and rocky 
ridge. The position was a strong one but, as has been mentioned, the loss of the telephone wire at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> meant that
<pb xml:id="n65" n="65"/>
all messages between the companies and Battalion Headquarters 
had to be carried by runner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About midday Brigadier Allen, commanding 17 Australian 
Brigade, arrived and took command of the composite brigade 
preparing to defend the approach to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. His headquarters 
was established at Makrykhorion, a small railway station three 
miles south of Evangelismos, where the battalion transport was 
situated.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was not to be expected that the enemy would waste any 
time in following the route the battalion had taken, at least 
until he came to the destroyed ferry. No. 10 Platoon was not 
surprised, therefore, to see about 5 p.m. a tank lurching its 
way along the railway on the opposite side of the gorge. 
Knowing that the tunnel was blocked and the culvert very 
thoroughly demolished, they watched its progress with some 
satisfaction and called for artillery fire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was at this point that the defence received its first setback, 
for, owing to the winding gorge and the steepness of the hills, 
the forward observation officer's wireless set could not make 
contact with the guns. Consequently the artillery fire was not 
controlled by direct observation, and the tank remained undisturbed. Close behind it was a party of <hi rend="i">112 Reconnaissance Group</hi> 
cyclists, whom 10 Platoon engaged with rifles and Bren guns. 
The enemy replied with a mortar and a machine gun, whereupon Privates <name key="name-010537" type="person">McCabe</name><note xml:id="fn1-65" n="40"><p><name key="name-010537" type="person">Sgt C. A. McCabe</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1908-01-31">31 Jan 1908</date>; clerk; twice wounded; p.w. <date when="1941-11">Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> and <name key="name-010393" type="person">Clark</name><note xml:id="fn2-65" n="41"><p><name key="name-010393" type="person">L-Cpl C. W. Clark</name>, m.i.d.; Edgecombe, Bay of Plenty; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1915-01-18">18 Jan 1915</date>; blacksmith; p.w. <date when="1941-07-01">1 Jul 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1941-07-10">10 Jul 1941</date>; recaptured <date when="1941-10-26">26 Oct 1941</date>.</p></note> climbed up the cliff 
behind their post for a better view and helped to silence both 
weapons. The German infantry took shelter in the mouth of 
the tunnel, but the tank, impervious to small-arms fire, turned 
its gun on the post, and after some losses Second-Lieutenant 
Rose was ordered to withdraw the platoon 200 yards up the 
ridge to where there was cover from the tank. Both sides had 
an unseen audience perched high above the tunnel: the missing 
patrol, Davies and Thompson, were wondering how they were 
going to cross the river and rejoin their company. They decided 
that there was nothing for it but another detour southwards.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Just before dusk an Australian patrol came down the road,
<pb xml:id="n66" n="66"/>
evidently under the impression that the enemy was farther back, 
and was fired on when it reached the block. The patrol took 
cover and returned the fire. No. 10 Platoon joined in the action 
until it was dark and the patrol was able to withdraw. The 
Australians left behind two seriously wounded men who were 
brought in later by 10 Platoon. While this outpost action was 
being fought, another demolition was made in the road just 
forward of <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> by Australian engineers, and Major Le 
Lievre was instructed to withdraw 10 Platoon. The men were 
exhausted after three nights without rest, so the worst cases, 
including Second-Lieutenant Rose, were sent back to Battalion 
Headquarters for a night's sleep; the others joined 12 Platoon. 
Except for the artillery searching the hills above Itia and 
Gonnos, where moving lights suggested that the expected outflanking march was in progress, and half-hourly shelling of the 
road below them, the night in B Company's area passed peacefully.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Elsewhere it was not so quiet. Fifth Brigade's transport was 
pouring back from <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> through <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> to the Thermopylae line; 4 Brigade was extricating itself from the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> 
Pass and also moving through <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>; <hi rend="i"><name key="name-014277" type="organisation">2 Panzer Division</name></hi>, blocked 
on the railway track, had found a ford further east and was 
getting its tanks across the river; <hi rend="i">112 Reconnaissance Group</hi> was 
edging along the hills above the railway. Part of <hi rend="i">6 Mountain 
Division</hi> was, in fact, nearing Gonnos, with forward patrols 
already on the far bank of the river. Probably with the idea 
of identifying the troops in the gorge, the patrols included 
English-speaking Germans who called out in an accent fondly 
thought to be Australian. Their inquiries as to which unit was 
opposite them were answered by A and C Companies on the 
river bank in what they thought was a German accent, and 
their remarks were very, very rude indeed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The morning of the 18th broke clear and fine. As soon as 
it was light enough enemy movement was detected across the 
river. Transport was seen in Gonnos and troops were dribbling 
into the village of Itia. The guns opened on them, and the 
German mountain artillery replied in an endeavour to protect their infantry moving down the hills and taking position 
along the river bank. At first B Company, also under artillery
<pb xml:id="n67" n="67"/>
fire, thought our guns were registering short and sent back 
messages to that effect. Fired on from front, rear and flank, 
B Company eventually was forced to move further up the ridge. 
A Company on the ridge below <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> took a hand as soon 
as the enemy was within range. The Germans retaliated by 
changing from counter-battery fire to registering along the 
river bank and the re-entrants where the anti-tank guns were 
sited. More and more guns and mortars came into action along 
the whole length of the front. The 26th NZ Battery crashed 
25-pounder shells into them, and every rifle and Bren gun in 
21 Battalion searched the opposite hills. The valley was filled 
with the roar of rushing shells, the thunder of exploding mortar 
bombs, and the crackle of musketry echoing and re-echoing. 
The ancient Greek gods who dwelt on high <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name> might 
have been engaged in combat.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Throughout the morning the enemy's infantry strength continued to increase, as well as the number of his mortars and 
machine guns. As fast as the artillery silenced one nest, another 
would come into action. It was clear that an attempt was being 
made to smother any opposition to a river crossing. Colonel 
Macky held a conference with his company commanders and 
ordered that if the battalion was completely cut off or overwhelmed, those who could would make their way out through 
the hills in small parties and rejoin the Division. Owing to lack 
of communications, each company would have to act on its 
own initiative.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The firing continued until eleven o'clock, when the enemy 
attempted his first crossing. The place was well chosen—in a 
sharp bend between the two nearest Australian companies. 
There were no troops in the immediate vicinity, but the movement was seen from Ampelakia and Brigade Headquarters was 
informed. Colonel Chilton then asked for 21 Battalion carriers 
to oppose the crossing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Lieutenant Dee, waiting at Battalion Headquarters where 
the Australians had laid a line from Evangelismos, raced off 
and advanced his nine carriers to a position on the right of 
some Australian carriers already in action. The gunners did 
not wait until they were within effective range, but opened up 
at 1200 yards. Some enemy troops were across before the
<pb xml:id="n68" n="68"/>
carriers were within range, but some were killed while still in 
the water. The Germans did not emerge from the cover along 
the river bank, and it is probable that the operation was a 
feint to draw forces from the main attack against the Australians 
opposite Evangelismos.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Following the first German attack came a double thrust 
against the gorge defences. Tanks gingerly felt their way over 
the road blocks, followed by lorried infantry and troops on foot. 
B Company engaged them immediately but, coming under fire 
from the tanks as well as from a concentration of mortars 
across the river, was forced further up the ridge.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Simultaneously with his armoured advance along the road, 
the enemy laid a heavy bombardment on <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> and attempted 
several crossings. Two sections of carriers withdrawn from the 
Australian area helped A and C Companies to defeat this movement.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Eventually a crossing was effected between <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> and 
C Company. It might have been thrown back if the tanks, 
with rifle bullets flattening themselves on the armour, had not 
arrived. C Company, on the western end of a small re-entrant 
where vehicles could deploy, was engaged by 17 tanks. No. 13 
Platoon, across the road, was overwhelmed in a cloud of dust 
and smoke, and the survivors of the company withdrew up the 
ridge. Our artillery, still hampered by poor communications, 
rained shells into the area but was unable to stop the advance.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The next obstacle was the cratered road in front of <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, 
where Anderson's platoon was still in possession. Streams of 
shells were poured into the village, while the leading armour 
inched its way over the obstruction. At the same time an 
enemy platoon stormed across the demolished bridge. The 
defence crumpled under the weight of fire, and only a few 
men got out to join A Company, grimly awaiting its turn. 
There still remained the troop of anti-tank guns; two that had 
survived intense mortaring destroyed two tanks and damaged 
a third before they were put out of action.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the meantime Battalion Headquarters had moved from its 
ditch to the top of the ridge behind. From there it could be 
seen that the Germans had made good their crossing in front 
of Evangelismos and were heavily engaged with the Australians,
<pb xml:id="n69" n="69"/>
but the line to Brigadier Allen had gone dead and there was 
no communication. When the tanks, as was inevitable, overran A Company and debouched from the gorge, the Australians 
would no more be able to contend with them than 21 Battalion 
had been.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Even if <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> was not entered in force before dark, there 
was no apparent escape by road for the troops in the gorge. 
Captain McClymont was therefore instructed to prepare to 
withdraw the survivors of A Company up the ridge, after they 
had delayed the enemy as long as possible. Lieutenant E. G. 
Smith was shown a point on the ridge and told to go there, 
dispose the platoons as they arrived, and wait for McClymont. 
Only a few of A Company reported at the rendezvous and 
Smith, after leading a mixed party of New Zealanders and 
Australians by foot, boat, truck, and train, missing embarkation and, getting as far as the very toe of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, was eventually 
taken prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A Company, with a section of carriers in support, was now 
the last obstacle, but its rifles were no more effective against 
German armour than were those of the other companies. There 
was a longer delay than was justified by the strength of the 
position and it may have been because the carriers, in spite 
of severe mortaring, helped to keep the enemy infantry pinned 
down. It was clear that the enemy infantry would not advance 
without the tanks, and vice versa. At approximately 4.30 p.m. 
the tanks broke past A Company. Sergeant-Major <name key="name-010530" type="person">Lockett</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-69" n="42"><p><name key="name-010530" type="person">WO II A. H. Lockett</name>, MM; born <name key="name-021225" type="place">Gisborne</name>, <date when="1905-01-05">5 Jan 1905</date>; student; killed in action <date when="1941-05-27">27 May 1941</date>.</p></note> 
in a last despairing effort to stem the flood, rammed the leader 
with his carrier and forced it off the road. He won 21 Battalion's first MM.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Four of the six carriers holding the river line were knocked 
out; the others withdrew behind the artillery and asked if they 
could assist. The guns, however, did not need local protection, 
so the carriers went in search of the battalion transport.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It is not clear whether Second-Lieutenant Southworth ever 
received the withdrawal instructions, and as both he and Captain McClymont were killed in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, the point may never be 
cleared up. What is certain, however, is that this gallant young
<pb xml:id="n70" n="70"/>
officer led his platoon out, reported to Colonel Chilton, and 
fought with 2/2 Australian Battalion until it in turn was forced 
into the hills.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Macky watched in the fading light from the top of 
the ridge and saw the first three tanks destroyed by the forward 
guns of A Troop <name key="name-010585" type="organisation">26 Battery</name> before it in turn was overrun. 
Then the tanks fanned out and passed round the rear of the 
nearest Australian company. The 26th Battery, fighting a stubborn rearguard action, saw to it that they did not get into 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> before dark, but the tide of battle had passed beyond 
21 Battalion, shouldered aside by the tanks. With inadequate 
numbers and inferior equipment, it had done everything 
possible. The remnants of the forward companies moved back 
into the foothills, but from various vantage points enemy flares 
and signal lights could be seen far ahead—too far ahead to walk 
around. There was only one road left to safety—perhaps. It 
meant climbing over Mount Ossa to the coast, obtaining boats 
and rejoining the Division wherever it was making the next 
stand. And all the time Major Harding was waiting with 
transport to take them out.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As liaison officer Major Harding had been present at the 
corps conference that had decided on the composite brigade's 
movements. It was a most secret conference and no notes were 
permitted. The battalion transport was to proceed forthwith 
to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. The unit was to be withdrawn on the night of the 
18th and taken by trucks to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, where it would rejoin its 
own transport. This arrangement was to avoid unnecessary 
congestion of traffic at the last moment, but it was later modified 
and Major Harding was told to arrange the move with his own 
vehicles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Lieutenant <name key="name-010609" type="person">Penney</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-70" n="43"><p><name key="name-010609" type="person">Capt R. Penney</name>; <name key="name-120018" type="place">Hamilton</name>; born <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name>, <date when="1909-12-18">18 Dec 1909</date>; sawmiller; p.w. <date when="1941-04-18">18 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> battalion transport officer, was accordingly instructed to take the trucks to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, dump loads, and 
report back on the afternoon of the 18th. He was not able to 
return, but sent a despatch rider with a message to the effect 
that Colonel <name key="name-000764" type="person">Clifton</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-70" n="44"><p><name key="name-000764" type="person">Brig G. H. Clifton</name>, DSO and bar, MC, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Green-meadows, <date when="1898-09-18">18 Sep 1898</date>; Regular soldier; CRE 2 NZ Div 1940–41; Chief Engineer <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name> 1941–42; comd 6 Bde Feb-Sep 1942; p.w. <date when="1942-09-04">4 Sep 1942</date>; escaped, <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name>, <date when="1945-03">Mar 1945</date>; NZ Military Liaison Officer, <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>, 1949–52; Commandant Northern Military District, Mar 1952-Sep 1953.</p></note> CRE NZ Division, had countermanded
<pb xml:id="n71" n="71"/>
his instructions on the grounds that all roads were needed for 
southbound traffic.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion was then in the position of having no transport, and Harding set off post-haste to Corps Headquarters 
for new instructions. Corps Headquarters had moved in the 
meantime, but was eventually run to earth in an olive grove 
20 miles south of <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. Harding was advised to get in touch 
with New Zealand Division.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> was located two miles south of 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> and, when the position was explained, Colonel <name key="name-209342" type="person">Stewart</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-71" n="45"><p><name key="name-209342" type="person">Maj-Gen K. L. Stewart</name>, CB, CBE, DSO, m.i.d., MC (Greek), Legion of Merit (US); <name key="name-120120" type="place">Kerikeri</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1896-12-30">30 Dec 1896</date>; Regular soldier; <name key="name-004367" type="organisation">1 NZEF</name> 1917–19; GSO I 2 NZ Div, 1940–41; Deputy Chief of General Staff, Dec 1941-Jul 1943; comd 5 Bde Aug-Nov 1943, 4 Armd Bde Nov 1943-Mar 1944, and 5 Bde Mar-Aug 1944; p.w. <date when="1944-08-01">1 Aug 1944</date>; comd 9 Bde (<name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name>, <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name>) Nov 1945-Jul 1946; Adjutant-General, NZ Military Forces, Aug 1946-Mar 1949; Chief of General Staff Apr 1949-Mar 1952.</p></note> 
GSO 1 NZ Division, made 20 trucks available from the Reserve 
Mechanical Transport Company. They were to rendezvous 
under a bluff in the area that the battalion transport had left, 
and Major Harding went on ahead to await their arrival. En 
route he met <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> returning from Brigadier Allen's 
headquarters and was told that contact with 21 Battalion had 
been lost, the tanks were in <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, and the battalion was 
probably dispersing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before the General's visit Brigadier Allen had received two 
less-exalted callers. The two-man patrol last heard of above 
the halted tank opposite B Company had squirmed their way 
through the enemy around Gonnos and had persuaded a 
friendly Greek to row them across the river. They were making 
towards the sound of the fighting when, as Sergeant Davies 
describes it:</p>
        <p rend="indent">We ran slap bang into an Australian patrol who took us under 
close arrest to their Brigade Headquarters. After a thorough check 
up Brigadier Allen told us that Col Macky and the Battalion were 
in a tough spot. It was not possible to make contact owing to the 
enemy having made several crossings of the river. He asked me if 
we would go into the scrub again and endeavour to contact the 
Bn and apprise them of the position. He pointed out that no definite 
order for withdrawal could come from him but to tell Col Macky 
that he would be a very wise man if he foresaw such an order and 
acted accordingly.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n72" n="72"/>
        <p rend="indent">The pair took off again but had not gone far when they 
met Captain <name key="name-010415" type="person">Dickson</name><note xml:id="fn1-72" n="46"><p><name key="name-010415" type="person">Maj W. Dickson</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1906-03-18">18 Mar 1906</date>; school-teacher; wounded <date when="1941-05-26">26 May 1941</date>.</p></note> and four B Company men. They 
exchanged stories and went back to Brigadier Allen's headquarters, moved out with the Australians, and rejoined the 
battalion transport at <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The RMT arrived at the rendezvous about 5 p.m. The 
position at that time was that 21 Battalion was isolated and 
dispersing, 2/2 and 2/3 Australian Battalions were disintegrating, the light was beginning to fail, and numbers of enemy 
planes were trying to silence the guns before darkness immobilised the tanks. The aircraft did not succeed, and <name key="name-010585" type="organisation">26 Battery</name> 
withdrew of its own accord after dark.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the meantime Penney had arrived from <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, and 
Harding, disliking the prospect of passing the convoy through 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, where bombing was heavy and continuous, sent him 
to reconnoitre an overland route which would bypass <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> 
and join the <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name> road further south. Penney did not return 
from his mission; he ran into an ambush, was wounded, and 
was taken prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Parkinson had left <name key="name-010585" type="organisation">26 Battery</name> firing on two fronts, 
successfully preventing the junction of a new enemy force 
coming up from the south-west with the tanks still unable to 
get on to the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> road. His idea was to ascertain Colonel 
Chilton's intention and to see how his two forward guns were 
faring. He found an empty battlefield: the Australians were 
gone, the enemy infantry was under cover waiting tank support, and his own guns were silenced. He did meet some 
troops, however—about 150 men of 21 Battalion, mostly Headquarters Company, who had decided to take a direct route 
along the lower slopes of the hills. Parkinson got them into 
formation and led them back to the <name key="name-010585" type="organisation">26 Battery</name> position, where 
Harding was waiting. By seven o'clock another fifty men had 
arrived, and the convoy was sent off under the command of 
Captain Sadler, while Harding remained behind with two 
vehicles in case any more troops came down.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The leading trucks of Sadler's convoy ran into the same 
ambush that had captured Penney, and when they were fired
<pb xml:id="n73" n="73"/>
on the men jumped out and scattered in the darkness. An 
attempt was made with a carrier and a volunteer crew to 
smash through the trap. Private <name key="name-010359" type="person">Bond</name><note xml:id="fn1-73" n="47"><p><name key="name-010359" type="person">Pte G. R. Bond</name>; born <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name>, <date when="1916-03-08">8 Mar 1916</date>; truck driver; killed in action <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> drove and Sergeant- 
Major Lockett, Sergeant Marshall-Inman and Private Black,<note xml:id="fn2-73" n="48"><p>Pte G.R.A. Black, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-036571" type="place">Whangarei</name>, <date when="1918-04-19">19 Apr 1918</date>; labourer; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-06-01">1 Jun 1941</date>.</p></note> 
armed with Bren guns, formed the crew. They headed straight 
into the ambush, spraying the road in front with fire, but the 
carrier was hit by a mortar bomb and lifted off the road. 
Lockett's gun was shot from his shoulder, and the carrier 
landed in a bog on the side of the road. Before they could 
make dry land again the carrier was bellied on a rock and, 
as they were now sitting shots, the crew decided it was time 
to abandon ship and head into the darkness. The remaining 
trucks made a wide detour and after some trouble struck the 
main road south of <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. Once on the main highway they 
travelled all night and reached <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> about midday (19 April), 
with 114 men of all ranks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The two trucks retained by Major Harding, with Second- 
Lieutenant Rose in charge, collected a few more men and 
about 9 p.m. joined the rear of an Australian transport column 
that was taking out the survivors of 2/3 Battalion. <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> was 
thought to be in enemy hands, but as a matter of fact was 
still held by us, and the ambush that caused all the confusion 
was the daring action of a handful of Germans who had penetrated through the area between the <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> road and the 
<name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>-<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> road, swum the Peneios River and set up a road 
block at a point where the road and railway cross. The route 
followed by the Australian convoy was an exceedingly poor 
one skirting the foothills, and progress was slow. Rose's trucks 
were the last in the convoy, with Harding following in his 
pick-up, and when they eventually reached <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> on 20 April 
Harding was missing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion strength was then 132 all ranks: the commanding officer, second-in-command, adjutant, the four rifle 
company commanders, and the second-in-command of A, C 
and D Companies were missing. The men dug trenches in an 
olive grove, while enemy planes machine-gunned and <choice><orig>dive-
<pb xml:id="n74" n="74"/>
bombed</orig><reg>dive-bombed</reg></choice> at random without locating the troops under the trees.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Thermopylae line, behind which the <name key="name-000594" type="organisation">Anzac Corps</name> was 
regrouping, extended from the coast near <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> along a ridge 
running east and west to the <name key="name-026538" type="place">Pindus Mountains</name>. These mountains, not unlike the Southern Alps of New Zealand, were the 
backbone of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and formed a natural barrier between the 
east and west. There were only two passes in the area: Thermopylae, on the east along the coast in the New Zealand sector, 
and <name key="name-024134" type="place">Brallos</name>, where the road and railway passed through the 
<name key="name-026538" type="place">Pindus Mountains</name>, defended by the Australians on the west. 
The Sperkhios River ran along the whole length of the front, 
mostly through marshy plains—difficult terrain for tanks—and 
added considerably to the natural strength of the broken country behind it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the other side of the Pindus it was a different story. The 
Greeks, previously reluctant to give up a winning campaign 
against the Italians in <name key="name-020121" type="place">Albania</name>, were now forced to withdraw and 
had only tortuous mountain tracks left to them. Without transport, ammunition or supplies, they could do nothing against the 
weight of armour, guns, planes and men thrown in against 
them. Courage, all that remained to the Greeks, was not 
enough. The position was recognised as hopeless. The Greek 
Prime Minister committed suicide, and arrangements were 
pushed on to evacuate the Allied army. On 21 April the Greek 
Army in Epirus capitulated and the <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> line was left 
with an open left flank.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For 21 Battalion the 21st was like the previous day, with 
machine-gunning and bombing attacks, again without casualties. The battalion was in reserve, while 6 Brigade held the 
right and 5 Brigade the left of the line, and 4 Brigade and the 
Divisional Cavalry kept watch on the coast in case a landing 
was attempted from <name key="name-024189" type="place">Euboea Island</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A conference was being held at <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> between <name key="name-207994" type="person">General 
Freyberg</name> and Brigadier Hargest on the morning of 21 April 
when Major Harding reported. He explained that his pick-up had been bogged and that he had walked most of the way.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This explanation was rather an understatement. Soon after 
leaving his bogged pick-up he had met some of the battalion 
who had been in the convoy when it had been shot up in the
<pb xml:id="n75" n="75"/>
German ambush. With a party of 30, of whom eight were 
Australians and the remainder from 21 Battalion, he had 
marched all day along the eastern side of Lake Voiviis. At the 
village of Kanilia they had been fed by the inhabitants, rowed 
across the lake, and provided with a guide who took them 
by a short cut through the hills to the <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name>-<name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name> road. The 
men were pretty well exhausted by then and were told to take 
a two-hour rest and push on to <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>, while Harding went 
on to try and find some transport. He travelled part of the 
way on horseback and part in a commandeered Greek taxi 
shared with three Australians, which had brought them to a 
demolished bridge. On the other side they had found a serviceable civilian van, which carried them to <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name> and on to the 
Sperkhios River, where the bridges were down and the outposts on the alert. It was now dusk and a burst of Bren-gun 
fire had decided the party to wait until morning. At first light 
they had hailed an engineer who was making a report on the 
demolished bridges and, with the help of some planks, had got 
across without having to swim.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The General questioned Harding about the probable movements of the part of the battalion still missing, and said that 
arrangements were being made with the Navy to patrol the 
coast between the mouth of the Peneios River and the port of 
<name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name>. This was probably found impossible, for no troops were 
picked up by the Navy. However, two boats were taken across 
the bay by engineers to pick up the rest of Harding's party.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The news that <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> had capitulated and that the force 
was to leave the country was circulated among the troops on 
the morning of 22 April. Orders were issued by Harding, who 
had assumed command of 21 Battalion, to destroy all surplus 
gear, including tents, orderly-room records, and clothing. 
Every man was given an opportunity to change his clothing 
at the quartermaster's store, and what remained was sprayed 
with fire-extinguisher fluid and buried. The general scheme of 
retirement was for 4 and 5 Brigades to begin moving back 
towards embarkation points, while 6 Brigade, supported by the 
whole divisional artillery and two British artillery regiments, 
continued to hold the <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> line. The 21st Battalion, 
being so very much under strength, was to be the first unit
<pb xml:id="n76" n="76"/>
away on the road to <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> for embarkation. It was to leave 
after dark that night and to report to Headquarters British 
Troops in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> at <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> for further orders. Before leaving, 
however, the battalion strength rose by five men: Lance- 
Sergeant <name key="name-010334" type="person">Anderson</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-76" n="49"><p><name key="name-010334" type="person">L-Sgt F. J. Anderson</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1913-03-12">12 Mar 1913</date>; labourer; wounded <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>.</p></note> of A Company, and four other ranks 
came in after walking to <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name>, stealing a boat, and sailing 
down the coast.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By dawn about fifty miles had been covered and the column 
was at <name key="name-004822" type="place">Thebes</name>. Enemy planes were strafing the road, but the 
drivers had been warned that there was no time for safety 
tactics; they were to keep their intervals and stop for nothing. 
The instructions were obeyed to the letter, and in spite of a 
series of attacks the column had reached Restos, about five 
miles outside <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>, by 9 a.m. The transport was dispersed 
in an olive grove while Harding went to Headquarters British 
Troops in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> for orders. He was instructed to take the 
troops to <name key="name-016325" type="place">Voula</name> reinforcement camp and be prepared to move 
after dark to a point on the <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>-<name key="name-004589" type="place">Rafina</name> road, where guides 
from the embarkation staff would be waiting. One glance at 
the chaos at <name key="name-016325" type="place">Voula</name> was enough. The instructions about taking 
the men there were immediately forgotten, and they remained 
under the olive trees.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There were, however, some 21 Battalion officers and men 
at <name key="name-016325" type="place">Voula</name>. Four attached officers (Lieutenants <name key="name-010380" type="person">Campbell</name><note xml:id="fn2-76" n="50"><p><name key="name-010380" type="person">Lt R. D. Campbell</name>; born <name key="name-000870" type="place">Perth</name>, <date when="1908-12-02">2 Dec 1908</date>; bank clerk; killed in action <date when="1941-05-26">26 May 1941</date>.</p></note> and 
<name key="name-010408" type="person">Daniel</name><note xml:id="fn3-76" n="51"><p><name key="name-010408" type="person">Capt W. J. Daniel</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1912-08-15">15 Aug 1912</date>; public accountant; wounded <date when="1941-05-26">26 May 1941</date>; p.w. <date when="1941-11-24">24 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> and Second-Lieutenants <name key="name-010657" type="person">Stevenson</name><note xml:id="fn4-76" n="52"><p><name key="name-010657" type="person">Capt J. M. Stevenson</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1902-04-03">3 Apr 1902</date>; solicitor; p.w. <date when="1941-04-29">29 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> and <name key="name-010394" type="person">Clark</name><note xml:id="fn5-76" n="53"><p><name key="name-010394" type="person">Capt M. M. Clark</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1910-09-09">9 Sep 1910</date>; clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-04">Apr 1941</date>.</p></note>), 
together with a handful of NCOs and men, had been left 
behind when the battalion entrained for the front. They had 
been transferred to <name key="name-016325" type="place">Voula</name>, where a reinforcement camp had 
been established, and had been occupied on guard duties. 
When the situation began to deteriorate the reinforcement 
groups were organised on a battalion basis, with Stevenson 
commanding C Company and Campbell in charge of the platoon 
<pb xml:id="n77" n="77"/>
containing 21 Battalion personnel. Men from hospital and 
stragglers from the front had brought the numbers up to 
approximately forty, of whom a dozen were out on guard duty 
when Harding arrived. He obtained the release of the 21 Battalion platoon, which rejoined the battalion. Stevenson remained 
with the rest of his company and was captured, as was Clark, 
who was in charge of the men on guard. Daniel had been sent 
to <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> on special duty and escaped to <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troops of 21 Battalion hid all day under the olive trees. 
At 10 p.m. they started for <name key="name-004589" type="place">Rafina</name>, via <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>, and arrived at 
2.10 a.m. The men were led away to dispersal areas, and the 
drivers took the trucks to another area and damaged them as 
much as possible without burning them. The strictest orders 
were issued against movement during daylight, but to lie quiet 
for a day in peaceful surroundings was no great hardship. 
About 10 p.m. that night (the 24th) the troops moved in small 
parties to D beach near <name key="name-001232" type="place">Porto Rafti</name>, were taken out in landing 
barges to the transport <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207116" type="ship">Glengyle</name></hi>, and climbed up nets to the 
dark decks above. They were ordered to throw overboard 
everything except arms, ammunition and personal gear, to save 
weight and space; they were fed on mugs of hot coffee and 
biscuits, and went to sleep wherever a space could be found 
to lie down. By 4 a.m. 5700 men had left <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was Anzac Day. Twenty-seven years earlier, and at the 
same hour, an <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name> battalion was preparing to land on a 
beach in the same <name key="name-032817" type="place">Aegean Sea</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion's casualties in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> were: 14 killed and 
died of wounds, 26 wounded, 235 prisoners of war (of whom 
nine were wounded and eight died), a total of 275.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n78" n="78"/>
      <div xml:id="c4" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 4<lb/>
Battle for <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name></head>
        <p><hi rend="sc">The</hi> convoy carrying 5 Brigade from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> was machine-gunned at intervals, but the only bombing attack on the 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-207116" type="ship">Glengyle</name></hi> missed by a comfortable margin and there were no 
casualties.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By 2.30 p.m. on Anzac Day the troops were safe in <name key="name-004798" type="place">Suda</name> 
Bay, on the north coast of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, where a little town clustered 
around the end of a single quay. Behind the houses were vineyards and olive groves which, commencing as easy slopes, rose 
into the green and purple foothills of the snow-crested White 
Mountains. The harbour was full of transports, around and 
between which small boats fussed continuously, while landing 
barges unloaded soldiers evacuated from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion marched inland some three miles to an 
area in the <name key="name-004533" type="place">Perivolia</name> olive plantation, called Rest Camp B to 
distinguish it from any other area in the same plantation. 
Instead of tents there were olive trees. Rations came from 
somewhere; cigarettes and matches had been distributed at a 
point en route, and as a final comfort there was a stretch of 
water and the Navy between the troops and the enemy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The locality was regarded more as a place to live in than 
a defensive area, for <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> was then considered to be only a 
transit camp during the evacuation of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. <hi rend="i">Get everybody off 
the mainland first, move on to Egypt, refit, then get our own back on 
the Italians and Germans now in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. That was the 
programme—everybody knew it—and in the meantime shelter under the 
olive trees and reorganise.</hi></p>
        <p rend="indent">But <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, although the information had not seeped down 
to the rank and file, was to be something more than a staging 
camp and recruiting ground for harried troops. It was essential 
for <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name> to complete the defence of her southern flank, and 
the island's possession was also an important factor in our 
<name key="name-007453" type="place">Mediterranean</name> strategy. Intelligence reports indicated that the 
enemy intended mounting an attack before very long.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n79" n="79"/>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Puttick<note xml:id="fn1-79" n="1"><p>Lt-Gen Sir Edward Puttick, KCB, DSO and bar, m.i.d., MC (Greek), Legion of Merit (US); <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1890-06-26">26 Jun 1890</date>; Regular soldier; NZ Rifle Brigade 1914–19 (CO 3 Bn); comd 4 Bde Jan 1940-Aug 1941, 2 NZ Div (<name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>) 30 Apr-27 May 1941; CGS and GOC NZ Military Forces Aug 1941-Dec 1945.</p></note> took command of NZ Division on 30 April, 
when <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> was appointed Commander-in-Chief 
of the forces on <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. The latter soon found that he could 
expect no important addition to the ground forces and little 
or no air support. The Navy promised all possible assistance, 
but the sky was dominated by the <name key="name-000868" type="organisation">Luftwaffe</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In addition to the original garrison of one British brigade, 
<name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> found he had available for the defence of 
<name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> eleven partly equipped and practically untrained Greek 
regiments, four British, eight Australian and eight New Zealand battalions, all short of equipment and under strength. In 
addition there was a heterogeneous collection of specialists 
formed into infantry units, although virtually untrained from 
an infantry point of view and strange to their weapons.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The topography of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> gave no help to the defence. The 
island is about 160 miles long and 30 miles wide and has 
only one main road running the whole length of it; the ports 
and airfields are situated on the northern side of a mountain 
backbone rising to 8000 feet, across which the roads are few 
and elementary. The enemy had absolute air supremacy, with 
German planes based on airfields in southern <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and the 
Italians in the Dodecanese Islands; our nearest bases in North 
<name key="name-007773" type="place">Africa</name>, over 200 miles away, were beyond effective fighter range.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The New Zealand sector was the northern coast westwards 
from (but excluding) <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>. It was from one and a half to 
three miles in depth, with the inland boundary along a ridge 
roughly parallel with the coast, and was scoured with steep-sided valleys. Many of the hills were wooded and the lower 
land was filled with olive groves and occasional fields of corn. 
Between the lower land and the almost perpendicular country 
was an area of terraced vineyards.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Hargest, with an additional battalion, the Maoris, 
under command, was given the task of defending <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name> airfield. Fourth Brigade, eventually to be commanded by Brigadier <name key="name-208314" type="person">Inglis</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-79" n="2"><p><name key="name-208314" type="person">Maj-Gen L. M. Inglis</name>, CB, CBE, DSO and bar, MC, m.i.d., MC (Greek); Dunedin; born <name key="name-120065" type="place">Mosgiel</name>, <date when="1894-05-16">16 May 1894</date>; barrister and solicitor; NZ Rifle Bde and MG Bn 1915–19; CO 27 (MG) Bn Jan-Aug 1940; comd 4 Bde 1941–42 and 4 Armd Bde 1942–44, 2 NZ Div 27 Jun-16 Aug 1942 and 6 Jun-31 Jul 1943; Chief Judge of the Control Commission Supreme Court in British Zone of Occupation, <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name>, 1947–50.</p></note> was held in general reserve between <name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name> and
<pb xml:id="n80" n="80"/>
<name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>. Tenth Brigade, an <hi rend="i">ad hoc</hi> formation formed later and 
commanded by <name key="name-208411" type="person">Colonel Kippenberger</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-80" n="3"><p><name key="name-208411" type="person">Maj-Gen Sir Howard K. Kippenberger</name>, KBE, CB, DSO and bar, ED, m.i.d., Legion of Merit (US); <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Ladbrooks, <date when="1897-01-28">28 Jan 1897</date>; barrister and solicitor; <name key="name-004367" type="organisation">1 NZEF</name> 1916–17; CO 20 Bn Sep 1939-Apr 1941, Jun-Dec 1941; comd 10 Bde (<name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>) <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>; 5 Bde Jan 1942-Jun 1943, Nov 1943-Feb 1944; 2 NZ Div 30 Apr-14 May 1943 and 9 Feb-2 Mar 1944; 2 NZEF Prisoner of War Reception Group in <name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name> 1944–45; twice wounded; Editor-in-Chief, NZ War Histories.</p></note> occupied the <name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name>- 
<name key="name-012166" type="place">Alikianou</name> area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Of the 5 Brigade units, <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> was made responsible 
for the airfield itself, with the other battalions in support to 
the east. On 30 April 21 Battalion moved to a position between 
<name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name> and the <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> River, with the dual role of defending the beach and river mouth against a sea landing and of 
counter-attacking in support of <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion's strength was only 237 all ranks, but two 
New Zealand Engineer companies (<name key="name-010592" type="organisation">7 Field Company</name> and 
<name key="name-010591" type="organisation">19 Army Troops Company</name>), already in the area, were attached. 
It was decided, however, that a battalion so diversely composed 
would not be solid enough, and <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name> was given the 
counter-attack role, while the 21st moved again to rising ground 
south of <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>. The 28th (Maori) Battalion remained in 
Brigade reserve east of the <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> River.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By 3 May 21 Battalion had settled into a valley about two 
miles south-east of <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>. Major Harding, now temporarily 
commanding, set up his headquarters in <name key="name-022693" type="place">Kondomari</name>. The companies bivouacked in and around the village, with battle positions facing west along the forward slopes of what became known 
as Vineyard Ridge. The top of Vineyard Ridge was comparatively flat, about one hundred yards wide, and covered with 
orange, mandarin and olive groves, while along each side were 
the usual terraces of grapes within a few weeks of ripening. 
The higher, southern end of Vineyard Ridge was dominated 
by a small knoll about half an acre in area, on which were 
located two 50-foot masts and the machinery of a radio-location unit. It was extremely hush-hush and was spoken of 
as the wireless station. The RAF operators, about fifty strong, 
were mostly unarmed, and local protection was provided by 
a platoon from <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>. From the wireless station a road 
had been formed along the side of yet another spur down 
through <name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name> to the <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name> airfield, about a mile 
and a half away.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n81" n="81"/>
        <p rend="indent">As far as the troops were concerned, digging weapon pits 
on Vineyard Ridge was an exercise only, for unless the Germans 
arrived by air or the Navy took a long holiday, they considered 
there was small chance of using them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Time passed pleasantly enough. There was a routine stand-to at dusk and dawn, and there were periods when all ranks 
had to be in their areas. At night one-third of the strength 
was placed on three hours' sentry duty, and in the daytime 
there was three hours' training; the balance of the time was 
spent in preparing battle positions, in swimming parades, and 
resting. Rations could have been more varied, but the cooks, 
working under battalion arrangements and cooking over open 
fires in kerosene tins, did their best to vary the invariable bully 
beef. Money was scarce, but fruit was cheap and wine not 
unheard of. There was in addition a minute percentage of 
leave to <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>, and Captain Panckhurst opened a small canteen. He financed the venture with money lent by a few who 
had been lucky at two-up; he borrowed a truck from the 1st 
Welch in <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>, and purchased his stock from the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> there.<note xml:id="fn1-81" n="4"><p>On their return to Egypt the surviving financiers were repaid in full and a modest profit was passed over to regimental funds.</p></note>
</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 3 May, very much to everybody's surprise, Lieutenant- 
Colonel Macky, together with 39 men of all ranks, rejoined the 
battalion from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. They had marched all night over the 
hills from <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name>, hoping to get to the port of <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name>, but when 
daylight came they were still far behind the enemy lines. 
Guided first by a Greek shepherd and then by a professional 
tobacco smuggler, they had climbed over Mount Ossa to the 
coast. There they had met Captain Dutton, Padre Sheely, and 
a handful of men who had missed Major Harding after escaping from the ambush on the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> road. They had been four 
days in the hills and nine at sea, during which time they had 
transhipped five times. Colonel Macky and several of the party 
were suffering from dysentery, brought on by irregular meals 
and exposure, and were evacuated to hospital. Lieutenants 
Smith and Roach, at the risk of being caught and shot, volunteered to return to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> in civilian clothes and endeavour 
to collect odd parties of men still at large. The offer was not 
accepted by <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name>, who evidently thought 
that two officers in the hand were worth an unknown number 
of men in the Aegean.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n82" n="82"/>
        <p rend="indent">Two days later Captain Trousdale reported with another 
party. With him were three officers and 51 other ranks; eight 
sick and wounded had been left behind in hospital at <name key="name-012421" type="place">Heraklion</name>. 
Their story was much the same as that of Colonel Macky's 
party: they had been bombed, machine-gunned, starved, and 
occasionally overfed. They had sheltered on half the islands 
in the <name key="name-032817" type="place">Aegean Sea</name> and had almost landed in <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name>, but had 
decided against it from fear of being interned.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Almost daily the strength rose by ones and twos as parties 
in caiques, some navigated by Greeks, others steered by guesswork, reached the island. Lieutenant Flavell brought a handful of men across with the aid of a Greek Automobile Association map, the help of Providence, and a stolen boat. Captain 
Hetherington and RSM Dave Sweeney, together with Sergeants 
Dave <name key="name-010471" type="person">Hawkins</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-82" n="5"><p><name key="name-010471" type="person">Sgt M. D. F. Hawkins</name>; <name key="name-120122" type="place">Opotiki</name>; born <name key="name-021225" type="place">Gisborne</name>, <date when="1899-09-19">19 Sep 1899</date>; barman.</p></note> Herb <name key="name-010351" type="person">Bellamy</name><note xml:id="fn2-82" n="6"><p><name key="name-010351" type="person">Sgt H. H. Bellamy</name>; born Maungawhare, <date when="1907-06-07">7 Jun 1907</date>; labourer; killed in action <date when="1941-05-26">26 May 1941</date>.</p></note> and Bill <name key="name-010515" type="person">Kenny</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-82" n="7"><p><name key="name-010515" type="person">Sgt W. H. Kenny</name>; Opua, Bay of Islands; born NZ <date when="1907-10-26">26 Oct 1907</date>; railway clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-06-01">1 Jun 1941</date>.</p></note> rowed part 
of the way, then joined some Australians at the island of Tinos. 
They had stolen a larger boat with an engine and sails, but 
the engine broke down and the wind would not blow in the 
right direction. It took them three days rowing day and night 
to get about 25 miles from Antikithira to <name key="name-022690" type="place">Kisamos Bay</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Naturally enough such events called for suitable celebrations, 
which in turn necessitated unauthorised trips to <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name> for supplies. These out-of-bounds excursions and late returns from 
lawful leave were going on in other units also, and eventually 
it became necessary to establish a <name key="name-011446" type="place">Field Punishment Centre</name>. 
Major Harding was asked to detail an officer to command the 
centre, and went to A Company because it had the most subalterns. Lieutenant Roach's appointment was almost automatic, for four of his depleted platoon were already under 
sentence owing to a misunderstanding about leave passes.<note xml:id="fn4-82" n="8"><p>The Field Punishment Centre did not function as such for long; when the attack came it turned itself into a fighting unit which shot many paratroops, and eventually both guards and prisoners rejoined their respective units. The sentences were all remitted after the campaign.</p></note>
</p>
        <p rend="indent">The theory that <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> was merely a transit camp was still 
widely held among the troops, even after 8 May, when Lieutenant 
<hi><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP007a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP007a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP007a-g"/><head>The castle on the ridge at <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of castle</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP007b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP007b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP007b-g"/><head>The coastline north of <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> from the castle—the railway is on the left</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of coastline</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP008a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP008a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP008a-g"/><head>Looking towards <name key="name-010605" type="place">Pandeleimon</name> from the castle</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of view from castle</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP009a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP009a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP009a-g"/><head>Loading up a donkey between <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> and <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers with a donkey</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP009b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP009b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP009b-g"/><head>Demolition of the Peneios railway bridge</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of destroyed bridge</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP010a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP010a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP010a-g"/><head>The outlook from 21 Battalion positions south of <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of scrubs and bushes</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP010b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP010b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP010b-g"/><head>Looking north along the road from <name key="name-001363" type="place">Suda Bay</name> to <name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name>, on which 21 Battalion fought a rearguard action</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of landforms</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP011a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP011a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP011a-g"/><head><name key="name-003325" type="place">CRETE</name>, Allied Dispositions, <date when="1941-05-20">20 May 1941</date></head><figDesc>Coloured map of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name></figDesc></figure></hi>
<pb xml:id="n83" n="83"/>
Campbell and six NCOs left the battalion to help train 
a Greek regiment at <name key="name-010512" type="place">Kastelli</name>. The supporters of the Cretan 
transit camp idea lost a little confidence two days later, when 
they learned that Sergeant Neil <name key="name-010631" type="person">Robertson</name><note xml:id="fn1-83" n="9"><p><name key="name-010631" type="person">Sgt N. Robertson</name>; born NZ <date when="1917-08-28">28 Aug 1917</date>; labourer; killed in action <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> and a detachment 
of ten men had been detailed for duty in the hills above <name key="name-010512" type="place">Kastelli</name> 
and that they were to report to Brigade Headquarters by the 
local telephone if there were any landings on the flats and 
beaches below them. If the telephone failed they were to use 
runners. Incidentally the runners would have had to show 
Olympic form because they were 20 miles west of <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name>, 
where Brigade Headquarters was situated.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was another blow a week after the departure of the 
lookout detachment. Lieutenant Anderson, with a mixed platoon of pioneers and transport drivers, departed to a post two 
miles west on the Tavronitis River bank. Their mission was to 
strengthen <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>'s western flank and form the nucleus 
of a possible battalion defensive position.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On Saturday, 17 May, any remaining doubts about the 
coming invasion were dispelled. The battalion, now commanded by Lieutenant-Colonel <name key="name-000581" type="person">Allen</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-83" n="10"><p><name key="name-000581" type="person">Lt-Col J. M. Allen</name>, m.i.d.; born <name key="name-120020" type="place">Cheadle</name>, England, <date when="1901-08-03">3 Aug 1901</date>; farmer; MP (Hauraki) 1938–41; CO 21 Bn 17 May-28 Nov 1941; killed in action <date when="1941-11-28">28 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> was inspected by <name key="name-207994" type="person">General 
Freyberg</name>, who later told the men about the importance of 
holding <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and the likely date for the attack. It was expected 
to come on Monday. The technique would probably be a preliminary strafing, followed by an attempted landing by parachute and glider troops. The General ended his remarks with 
a severe criticism of the withdrawal from the <name key="name-004819" type="place">Tempe</name> position 
in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and said that the transport column that had been 
ambushed on the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> road had panicked. The General, 
from the highest motives and without full knowledge of the 
facts, did less than justice to troops who, with inadequate 
support, had been required to meet the fire power of enemy 
tanks supported by experienced mountain troops.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy substantiated <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name>'s forecast by 
making the first use on <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> of dive-bombers. Stukas screamed 
down in 300-mile-an-hour power dives, released their bombs
<pb xml:id="n84" n="84"/>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba084a"><graphic url="WH2-21Ba084a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba084a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">fifth brigade, maleme, <date when="1941-05-20">20 may 1941</date></hi></head><figDesc>Black and white picture of map</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n85" n="85"/>
at low level around the airfield, flattened out and made off, 
not entirely scatheless, although the Bofors were few and the 
punishment they received severe. Nobody envied <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, 
which bore the brunt of the strafing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was no invasion on Monday. The troops agreed that 
the jittery prophets on the staff were wrong again as usual, 
or that the forecast was a trick to get them to dig weapon 
pits without picks or shovels to dig them with. In actual fact 
Intelligence had correctly reported the German timetable, later 
amended because their preparations took longer than was 
originally expected.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Tuesday, 20 May, began with the usual routine. The battalion had already stood down and was taking it easy waiting for 
breakfast. Topics of interest were the disposal of papers and 
parcels that had arrived late the previous night for men still 
missing in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, the somewhat heavier blitz over towards 
<name key="name-001363" type="place">Suda Bay</name>, and the new commanding officer.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen was no stranger to the men from the Hauraki 
district and within a few hours his biography was known to the 
battalion. He was a farmer from <name key="name-120105" type="place">Morrinsville</name>, had been elected 
to Parliament as Member for Hauraki, had been a Territorial 
officer in the Hauraki Regiment for years, and had sailed with 
<name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name> in the <name key="name-000814" type="organisation">First Echelon</name>. The commanding officer's 
short, slight, and wiry figure had covered much ground in the 
three days preceding the battle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was a rumble like distant thunder in the east. <hi rend="i">More 
reconnaissance planes, blast them, just when a man was going to have 
his breakfast</hi>. The rumble became a roar, and two dozen 
Messerschmitts, Dorniers and Stukas passed over the valley 
towards <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>. They were followed by dozens more in quick 
succession. The muffled boom that distance and an intervening hill give to bursting bombs almost drowned the sound of 
the alarm. There was a hasty grabbing of equipment and a 
scramble for the positions that with much grumbling had been 
prepared on Vineyard Ridge. Those who had managed to 
evade the toil of digging owing to the lack of tools, put up 
miraculous records with tin hats, table knives, and finger nails.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The sky was black with planes swinging in over the high 
ground to the east, and the cloud of dust over <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>, together
<pb xml:id="n86" n="86"/>
with the thunder of explosions, the chatter of machine guns, 
and the quick bark of Bofors, settled all doubts. The invasion 
was on.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Like an orchestra following the baton of its leader, the noise 
built up to a climax of detonating bombs, then stopped as 
suddenly as it had started. There was a new sound in the sky, 
a throbbing sound that grew in intensity until the ground 
shook. Overhead long lines of great, lumbering Junkers 52s 
were followed by ghostly gliders almost as large. From the 
bellies of the leading planes, now far to the west, fluttered what 
appeared to be little white handkerchiefs with little black blobs 
swinging under them. Paratroops! A few minutes later the sky 
was raining paratroops: in the west across the river, in the 
north among 22 and 23 Battalions, and in the east around 
10 Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Subsequently paratroops were dropped nearer 21 Battalion, 
and for a while the unit was able to shoot many of them in the 
air. When there were no other targets close enough, potshots 
were taken at the doors in the sides of the Junkers to try to 
get the first man before he made his jump. At approximately 
8.30 a.m. four plane-loads were dropped near D Company, 
but very few of them reached the ground alive; this was a 
slight recompense to 21 Battalion for being pushed around in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. A little later 24 paratroopers fell in <name key="name-022693" type="place">Kondomari</name>; one 
was capture alive, two were wounded, and the rest were killed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion had been allotted three possible roles:</p>
        <list type="simple">
          <label>(i)</label>
          <item>
            <p>To move to the Tavronitis River, where Lieutenant Anderson was already located.</p>
          </item>
          <label>(ii)</label>
          <item>
            <p>To take over <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>'s area if that battalion counter-attacked in support of <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>.</p>
          </item>
          <label>(iii)</label>
          <item>
            <p>To remain and fight on Vineyard Ridge.</p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <p>The telephone line to brigade was dead and no orders arrived. 
As in the first action in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, the battalion's commanding 
officer had to make his own decision. The 22nd Battalion had 
not asked for assistance, nor had <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>, with which he 
was in touch, been asked to counter-attack; so presumably 
<name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> was successfully dealing with the situation. Lieutenant-Colonel Allen decided to remain and fight on Vineyard
<pb xml:id="n87" n="87"/>
Ridge. His decision was understandable, but had he decided 
to move to the Tavronitis River area on the flank of 22 Battalion, the whole campaign in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> might have taken a different 
course. Two companies of the enemy who had landed higher 
up the river might have been prevented from initiating a 
pincer movement on a vital sector of <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>'s defences. 
The decision having been made, another platoon from A Company was sent to reinforce Lieutenant Anderson on the river 
bank and, if necessary, to clear the villages of <name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name> 
and <name key="name-022983" type="place">Vlakheronitissa</name> en route. They reported some hours later 
that they could not get past the second village and had lost 
two killed and one wounded in the attempt. Two further efforts 
were made to contact Anderson, but on each occasion the 
patrols returned after their leaders, Lance-Corporals Bill <name key="name-010402" type="person">Craig</name><note xml:id="fn1-87" n="11"><p><name key="name-010402" type="person">L-Cpl W. B. Craig</name>; born <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name>, <date when="1916-09-02">2 Sep 1916</date>; grocer; killed in action <date when="1941-05-20">20 May 1941</date>.</p></note> 
and Jock <name key="name-010330" type="person">Agnew</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-87" n="12"><p><name key="name-010330" type="person">L-Cpl J. J. Agnew</name>; born Mokai, <date when="1916-05-20">20 May 1916</date>; timber worker; killed in action <date when="1941-05-20">20 May 1941</date>.</p></note> had been killed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A patrol under Lieutenant Dee was then sent forward of 
<name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name>. They went through the village, searched all 
the houses, and reported occasional fire from the direction of 
<name key="name-022983" type="place">Vlakheronitissa</name> between them and the river. The patrol returned 
at dusk and reported that enemy pressure was increasing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After the paratroop drop had been completed there were 
long periods when there was little or no air activity in 5 Brigade's 
area. The enemy planes were giving air cover to the landings 
further east, at <name key="name-012648" type="place">Retimo</name> and <name key="name-012421" type="place">Heraklion</name>. A hot and thirsty day 
ended without the battalion having been heavily engaged. 
Colonel Allen was still without orders, Anderson's platoon was 
not accounted for, and the lookout detachment at <name key="name-010512" type="place">Kastelli</name> 
almost certainly was lost.<note xml:id="fn3-87" n="13"><p>With the help of Cretan villagers, the detachment managed to evade capture and eventually succeeded in joining the withdrawal towards <name key="name-004697" type="place">Sfakia</name>. The men rejoined the battalion in Egypt.</p></note> Double pickets were mounted, but 
the only indication that the airborne attack had secured a 
foothold at all was the coloured flares the paratroopers used 
for inter-communication, and they were mostly to the north 
and west.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At approximately ten o'clock the silence was broken by the 
sound of men approaching from the direction of <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>.
<pb xml:id="n88" n="88"/>
They were talking and singing in Maori and were making a 
very considerable din. Captain Trousdale angrily asked what 
the idea was, and was told that B Company <name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name> was 
on the way to reinforce <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>. They were not sure of 
21 Battalion's location and had no desire to be taken for paratroops and treated accordingly. They had adopted the ruse 
of speaking Maori to advertise their peaceful intention towards 
21 Battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 2 a.m. on 21 May <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name> rang through to say 
<name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> was withdrawing from the airfield, and at about 
the same time the Maori B Company returned, accompanied 
by B Company <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>. The Maoris had been unable to 
locate <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> headquarters, but had encountered the 
withdrawing troops and guided them back.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Some time before daylight there were more sounds of movement. The missing platoon arrived, very tired and very hungry. 
Sergeant Bill <name key="name-010455" type="person">Gorrie</name><note xml:id="fn1-88" n="14"><p><name key="name-010455" type="person">Capt W. A. J. Gorrie</name>, MM; <name key="name-021363" type="place">New Plymouth</name>; born Bedford, England, <date when="1895-03-04">4 Mar 1895</date>; cartage contractor; wounded <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>.</p></note> describes their adventures:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Our show started about 6 a.m. The cook had started to get breakfast and the chaps were getting roused when planes started to search 
and strafe the area we were in. This went on for about an hour 
when parachutists began to drop and the men of my section climbed 
the olive trees to get a better view for firing. Our arms were one 
rifle per man, one tommy gun, one bren gun which had jammed 
and would fire only single shots. Lieutenant Anderson had a 38 
revolver and I also had only a 38 until one of our lads was wounded 
and I took his rifle. We accounted for quite a number of paratroopers. When things had quietened down I went along to report 
to Lieutenant Anderson, but met some of the section he was with 
coming to tell me he had been killed in the first few minutes, and 
that the Hun was moving forward through the olive trees. I decided 
to leave my section where it was and place the others, a little shaken 
by Lieutenant Anderson's death, on the lower bank of our position. 
We soon saw the Hun in his grey uniform feeling his way through 
the olive trees. However, we had the advantage and after we had 
accounted for several we were left alone from that quarter. In fact 
the whole area was more or less quiet, so I took the opportunity of 
withdrawing one section under Corporal <name key="name-010443" type="person">Franklin</name><note xml:id="fn2-88" n="15"><p><name key="name-010443" type="person">Cpl C. J. Franklin</name>; <name key="name-036571" type="place">Whangarei</name>; born <name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name>, <date when="1906-04-19">19 Apr 1906</date>; millhand; twice wounded; p.w. <date when="1941-06-01">1 Jun 1941</date>.</p></note> to the higher
<pb xml:id="n89" n="89"/>
ground behind us as we did not know what might have landed 
there. This proved a good move for us, for no sooner had they 
left than we heard firing. I may say that one or two gliders had 
landed in the river bed by this time. The rest of the platoon moved 
up towards the firing and found Franklin's section very pleased 
with themselves. They had arrived just as a glider landed and had 
cleaned up everyone as they disembarked. I crawled out and 
counted seventeen and robbed one of his luger and ammo. Others 
in the section followed suit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">From what I knew our battalion was to have come forward to 
our area when the show started and joined up with 22nd Battalion 
on our right. My object was now, in view of the fact that we had 
no word at all from our commanding officer, to contact 22nd 
Battalion and let them know we were in the area and about ¾ 
of a mile away. I called for a volunteer to act as runner and Tom 
<name key="name-010382" type="person">Cannon</name><note xml:id="fn1-89" n="16"><p><name key="name-010382" type="person">Pte T. C. Cannon</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1918-04-02">2 Apr 1918</date>; labourer; killed in action <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>.</p></note> started with a message. I am sorry to say nothing has 
been seen or heard of Tom since he left me.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Later in the afternoon I decided to try again to contact 22nd 
Battalion. I crawled through some corn, but only found a dirty 
big glider and Huns could be heard talking; a problem with only 
a 38 and a luger, so I withdrew smartly and rejoined the boys. 
As soon as it was dark we started out to rejoin the battalion and 
got to our lines about 3 a.m.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At first light D Company saw a number of men whom they 
took to be enemy troops moving about. They opened fire and 
the ‘enemy’ took cover. Captain Trousdale managed to convince the company that the ‘enemy’ were in reality a portion 
of <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, with a sprinkling of <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name>, Australians and 
Royal Marine gunners, which accounted for the strange uniforms. He shouted to them to send two sergeants over to be 
identified. This was done, and elements of <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>'s C, 
D and Headquarters Companies came into the 21 Battalion 
lines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By early afternoon <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> had reorganised, with 
D Company and a few of C Company commanded by Captain 
<name key="name-000732" type="person">Campbell</name><note xml:id="fn2-89" n="17"><p><name key="name-000732" type="person">Col T. C. Campbell</name>, DSO, MC, m.i.d.; <name key="name-000854" type="place">Fiji</name>; born Colombo, <date when="1911-12-20">20 Dec 1911</date>; farm appraiser; CO 22 Bn Sep 1942-Apr 1944; comd 4 Armd Bde Jan-Dec 1945; Area Commander, <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1947">1947</date>; Commander of Army Schools, 1951–53; Commander Fiji Military Forces, <date when="1953-08">Aug 1953</date>—.</p></note> strengthening 21 Battalion's right flank. The 22nd
<pb xml:id="n90" n="90"/>
Battalion's headquarters and Headquarters Company moved 
into <name key="name-022693" type="place">Kondomari</name>, and the rest of the battalion stayed with 
<name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy was also consolidating around the captured airfield, while his planes endeavoured to silence the guns still 
firing on the drome. By late afternoon he was largely successful 
and a taxi service of Junkers landed a battalion, plus part of 
a regimental headquarters of <hi rend="i">100 Mountain Regiment</hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Elsewhere the position at first light was not unsatisfactory. 
The paratroops dropped around the other airfields were 
reported to have been mostly cleaned up, though it was thought 
that approximately three enemy battalions had landed and 
were consolidating in the reservoir and <name key="name-004578" type="place">Prison Valley</name> area 
south-west of <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Still no orders came for 21 Battalion. Colonel Allen decided 
to feel out the enemy strength between Vineyard Ridge and 
the Tavronitis, and a strong patrol under Captain McElroy 
was directed to go past the wireless station to <name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name>. 
They were pinned down for three hours while some fifty Stukas 
were intent on their task of putting the wireless station out of 
commission. By the time they had finished the installation was 
in ruins, and many of the garrison were casualties. All documents of importance were burnt, and what machinery the 
bombs had missed was smashed before the position was abandoned. The patrol eventually got past the wireless station to 
the village, where they found the enemy in some strength. 
He must have followed on the heels of the returning patrol, 
for shortly afterwards there was some sniping in A Company's 
area. The 23rd Battalion reported that the same blitz that had 
demolished the wireless station had also forced a withdrawal 
on its left flank but, with D Company <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name> supporting 
Trousdale's company, Colonel Allen was not unduly disturbed. 
The three forward battalion commanders held a conference in 
the evening and agreed that the 23rd should retake the lost 
ground the following day, and that the 21st should assist with 
a platoon if necessary.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile Brigadier Hargest had been preparing to recapture the <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name> airfield with 20 and 28 Battalions, the 20th 
being brought up from 4 Brigade and coming under command,
<pb xml:id="n91" n="91"/>
but his difficulty was to let the forward battalions know the 
details. Neither wireless nor telephone was functioning, enemy 
aircraft made large-scale movement by day impossible, and 
snipers commanded the only road. Bren carriers or tanks by 
day or long detours on foot after dark were the only means 
of communication, and by a combination of both methods 
Allen was ordered to join <name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name> when the counter-attack 
reached Point 107, where the high country commanded the 
airfield. The unit axis of advance was the road from the wireless 
station to <name key="name-022983" type="place">Vlakheronitissa</name>, thence across country to the objective.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's attack was planned to commence at 7 a.m., 
and those not on patrol or picket duty were snatching a few 
hours' sleep. About midnight the sleepers were awakened to 
witness a battle off the coast. Tracer shells were curving across 
the sky, searchlights were waving wildly, balls of fire were 
speeding along the water, and there were salvos of gunfire. 
British destroyers and cruisers were racing among the German 
invasion fleet like terriers in a rat pit. Very soon there was 
no enemy fleet. Arguments as to the possible meaning of the 
sea action had hardly died down when the rattle of rifle fire 
and flares along the coast suggested that the counter-attack 
had begun. The noise of battle drew closer and by daylight 
was near <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name>. The 21st Battalion made ready to do its 
share. Headquarters Company cleared a few snipers off the 
wireless station and A Company followed through along the 
road to <name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name>. The village was entered without 
much opposition and B Company went forward. It was not 
until they tried to advance beyond the village that the enemy 
showed his hand.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Heavy fire from the direction of <name key="name-022983" type="place">Vlakheronitissa</name> killed Captain McClymont and wounded several men before the others 
were forced to take cover. Lieutenant Yeoman posted Corporal 
McCabe and his Lewis machine-gun section in the tower of the 
village church and, though targets were difficult to pick up 
among the trees and grape vines, the enemy fire slackened 
considerably. Eventually a machine gun got onto McCabe's 
section and, when bursts of fire started coming through the 
open window and ricochetting off the stone walls of the empty 
room, they had to move.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n92" n="92"/>
        <p rend="indent">A patrol from A Company under Lieutenant Southworth was 
directed to move south-west and, if possible, outflank the 
opposition. They did not return. It was then about midday. 
Headquarters Company was established under the olive trees 
near the wireless station, A and B Companies were around 
<name key="name-023001" type="place">Xamoudhokhori</name>, and C Company was moving up. A runner 
arrived from Major Harding at Rear Headquarters in Kondomari with a message from <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>, stating that the counter-attack had not gone well. There had been delay in getting on to 
the start line and then heavy opposition between the road and 
the beach at <name key="name-009650" type="place">Pirgos</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Allen decided to stand on A Company's objective until he 
knew more of the general situation, and he went back to check 
with Captain Trousdale. A and B Companies were instructed 
to pull back if enemy pressure became too severe, and C Company was ordered to close the gap between D Company and 
the wireless station.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy had not attempted to exploit the gap between 
D Company and <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>. Satisfied that the position there 
was satisfactory, Colonel Allen was returning to Xamoudhokhori when he met the forward companies back at the wireless 
station. Flanking patrols, snipers, and mortar fire had forced 
them into the village, but mounting casualties had decided 
the company commanders to withdraw in accordance with 
instructions. The enemy, appreciating the situation, had followed at a discreet distance, and his fire was increasing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At the same moment that Colonel Allen arrived there was a 
lull in the enemy attack and a man came up the road carrying 
a white flag. He delivered a note to Colonel Allen who, after 
reading its contents, which demanded immediate surrender, 
screwed it up and threw it in the emissary's face. The gesture 
was sufficiently obvious, for the man retired quickly along the 
way he had come.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The track from the wireless station to Vineyard Ridge was 
now under fire, and there were some casualties before the 
battalion was reformed along its original position. Trousdale 
handed over to Lieutenant Daniel and took command of 
A Company beneath the wireless station, where the enemy 
strength was increasing. The sniping was extremely accurate, 
making movement difficult.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n93" n="93"/>
        <p rend="indent">The third day of battle ended with a threatened attack 
against D Company's flank, followed by an hour's fierce dive-bombing which failed to dislodge the battalion but which 
inflicted more losses. B and C Companies of <name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name> came 
up and occupied the gap between D Company and <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Apart from patrol encounters the night was relatively quiet. 
Elsewhere the enemy build-up was becoming threatening and, 
although no vital positions had been lost, the constant raids 
on <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name> had disrupted the essential services and the civilian 
population was moved southwards into the mountains.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although 5 Brigade was in some danger of being isolated, 
to leave <name key="name-004213" type="place">Maleme</name> in German hands was to lose <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, and 
Creforce Headquarters ordered another attempt to capture the 
airfield. Brigadier Hargest reported that 5 Brigade was 
exhausted and not fit to make a further attack. There were 
no fresh troops left to throw in, and the decision was made to 
withdraw the brigade east of the <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> River.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The brigade orders, stating that all moves were to be completed before first light, did not reach Colonel Allen until 
5.20 a.m. on the 23rd, and it was broad daylight before the 
battalion started to thin out the forward positions.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Hetherington's RAP had outgrown the cottage in 
<name key="name-022693" type="place">Kondomari</name> and he had 70 wounded men, including some Germans and <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name>, under the shelter of a huge fig tree. There was no 
possibility of moving them without transport, and the medical 
officer decided to remain behind with his patients.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The three miles' scramble across the hills to <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name>, carrying what little rations and equipment the men still had, was 
an exhausting effort. The battalion moved out in two main 
parties, both widely dispersed; although reconnaissance planes 
were about there were no fighters to machine-gun them from 
the air. Those who took a direct route to <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> were joined 
by elements from 22 and 23 Battalions, with the enemy close 
on their heels. They were fortunate in finding that B Company 
<name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name> was already in position on the bluff above the 
waist-deep river and able to give covering fire while the troops 
waded the <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> and climbed the bluff into brigade reserve.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The parties who took the higher route through the hills were 
less fortunate. Captain Trousdale was leading his company
<pb xml:id="n94" n="94"/>
along a narrow track when they were fired on from <name key="name-022819" type="place">Modhion</name> 
village. He called very expressively for volunteers to get up 
the hill and deal with the snipers. Corporals Dave <name key="name-010432" type="person">Evitt</name><note xml:id="fn1-94" n="18"><p><name key="name-010432" type="person">Cpl D. M. Evitt</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-006507" type="place">Thames</name>, <date when="1918-11-01">1 Nov 1918</date>; warehouseman; p.w. <date when="1941-05-28">28 May 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1941-06-16">16 Jun 1941</date>; recaptured <date when="1941-12-07">7 Dec 1941</date>.</p></note> and 
George <name key="name-010504" type="person">Isley</name><note xml:id="fn2-94" n="19"><p><name key="name-010504" type="person">Cpl G. Isley</name>; Murupara; born <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name>, <date when="1915-09-23">23 Sep 1915</date>; stud groom; p.w. <date when="1941-05-28">28 May 1941</date>.</p></note> and half a dozen others scrambled through 
grape vines to the top and engaged the enemy, who was firing 
through windows and holes in the roofs of houses. The snipers 
were soon silenced, but when the party returned to the track 
there was nobody in sight. While they were discussing the 
direction to take, a single German came along the track leading 
a donkey laden with a machine gun. He was a lucky man, 
because it was decided to let him pass in order to find out 
which way not to go.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The party thereupon split up into pairs, each taking what 
they thought the best route. The two corporals constantly 
encountered enemy troops ahead of them and spent two days 
hiding among the grapes and olives. They finally decided to 
make a detour over the hills and were creeping up a valley 
when a plane dropped a stick of bombs behind them and set 
the scrub alight. They scrambled up the valley ahead of the 
flames, only to be hit on the head with rifle butts by a party 
of Germans waiting for them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The other sections making detours in the hills also did not 
arrive at <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name>. In all, the casualties since the opening of 
the attack were seven officers and 114 other ranks killed, 
wounded, or missing. With companies down to platoon 
strength, the word ‘battalion’ may be regarded as a courtesy 
title for the remainder of the campaign.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion was detailed to picket the high ground 
south of <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> hill, while the rest of 5 Brigade formed a 
line facing west between the hill and the sea. This new position was attacked frontally along the coastal road and pushed 
back to <name key="name-004554" type="place">Platanias</name> village, where another line was formed and 
held against determined attacks. Brigadier Hargest was very 
worried by another threat to his rear from the <name key="name-004578" type="place">Prison Valley</name> 
area, and the brigade was ordered to withdraw eastwards again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion was detailed to hold off the threat from the
<pb xml:id="n95" n="95"/>
<name key="name-004578" type="place">Prison Valley</name> while the rest of the brigade moved towards 
<name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>. The attack did not develop and, when the last of the 
brigade was through, the battalion began to thin out. It was 
close to midnight when the rear party clambered down a rocky 
creek bed and joined the others waiting on the main road. A 
four-mile march brought them to some olive groves a mile 
west of <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>, where they bedded down for the rest of the 
night. When daylight came the troops found themselves in 
divisional reserve between the road and the sea, with 22 Battalion on their left. Forward were 23 and 28 New Zealand Battalions and 2/7 and 2/8 Australian Battalions supporting the 
troops around <name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name>. Brigade instructions were that an attack 
could be expected at any moment, and 5 Brigade was to be 
ready to act in any of four roles: anti-paratroop, anti-beach, 
counter-attack, or to take up a line position.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although the battalion was well sheltered from view, it was 
such a likely hiding place that the men were advised to dig 
slit trenches, an almost impossible task among the trees with 
only steel helmets and bayonets for tools. They managed, however, to get a little below ground level before they were subjected to the most severe bombing and strafing they had yet 
experienced. Being technically out of the battle line, though 
it was scarcely noticeable, the men were ordered to shave, 
clean their boots, and generally smarten up. Personal cleaning 
gear was held by about one man in seven, but it was passed 
around until they were more or less fit for a regimental inspection.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Clean exteriors did not compensate for definitely empty 
interiors, for rations were scanty and hard to come by. A 
scrounging party discovered a house not far away that contained eggs, potatoes and onions, but it was not possible to 
make the best use of them. No sooner was a fire lit than enemy 
planes would be over strafing the area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The tide of battle continued to flow against the New Zealanders: <name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name> was lost and a line behind it formed with 
cooks, batmen, the <name key="name-011310" type="organisation">Kiwi Concert Party</name>, brigade bandsmen, 
and stragglers; then two companies of <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name>, with some 
other troops and two tanks, went forward and recaptured 
<name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name>. A proud page in New Zealand's history was written 
on <date when="1941-05-25">25 May 1941</date>, but that is not part of 21 Battalion's story.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n96" n="96"/>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st endured another day in reserve, being bombed and 
strafed at intervals, but after last light was ordered forward 
again. The Galatas position was to be given up and 5 Brigade 
was to form a new defensive line. To fulfil its task 21 Battalion's strength was increased by taking under command a detachment of Divisional Cavalry (Major <name key="name-002034" type="person">Russell</name><note xml:id="fn1-96" n="20"><p><name key="name-002034" type="person">Lt-Col J. T. Russell</name>, DSO, m.i.d.; born Hastings, <date when="1904-11-11">11 Nov 1904</date>; farmer; CO 22 Bn Feb-Sep 1942; wounded <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>; killed in action <date when="1942-09-06">6 Sep 1942</date>.</p></note>), numbering 130 
men; the survivors of <name key="name-010592" type="organisation">7 Field Company</name> NZE (Captain <name key="name-000835" type="person">Ferguson</name><note xml:id="fn2-96" n="21"><p><name key="name-000835" type="person">Lt-Col J. B. Ferguson</name>, DSO, MC; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1912-04-27">27 Apr 1912</date>; warehouseman; OC <name key="name-009611" type="organisation">7 Fd Coy</name><date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>; CO <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Armd Regt</name> Dec 1943-Jan 1944; <name type="organisation" key="name-003131">20 Armd Regt</name> Jan-May 1944; <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Armd Regt</name> Jul 1944-Feb 1945; wounded <date when="1943-12-06">6 Dec 1943</date>.</p></note>), 90 men; and A Company <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> (Lieutenant 
<name key="name-009774" type="person">Washbourn</name><note xml:id="fn3-96" n="22"><p><name key="name-009774" type="person">Capt G. W. Washbourn</name>, ED; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1916-07-13">13 Jul 1916</date>; bank clerk; p.w. <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note>), 70 men. The 21st Battalion proper was now 
approximately 170 strong but, with the additional troops, made 
a unit capable of giving a good account of itself. The position 
allotted to the battalion was about a mile in length. It was a 
shallow valley that ran down to the sea just east of 7 General 
Hospital. The western side of the valley, known as Hospital 
Ridge, was bare, stony and without cover, but there were olive 
trees in the valley.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The dispositions made by Colonel Allen were as follows: The 
area from the seaward end of <name key="name-010489" type="place">Hospital Ridge</name> to the main road 
was held by Headquarters Company, about half the strength 
of the battalion, plus <name key="name-010592" type="organisation">7 Field Company</name>, under the command of 
Captain Sadler; in reserve were A and B Squadrons of the 
Divisional Cavalry, with the additional task of preventing infiltration along the beach. A, B, C and D Companies of 21 Battalion and C Squadron Divisional Cavalry were on the left 
of the main road, with A Company <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> in reserve. 
Battalion Headquarters was at the foot of the ridge behind the 
reserve company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 19th Battalion carried the line southwards from another 
ridge in front of 21 Battalion's left flank, then came <name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name>, 
and finally 2/7 and 2/8 Battalions of <name key="name-022941" type="organisation">19 Australian Brigade</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There were only two hours of darkness left by the time most 
of the positions were occupied, and some of Headquarters 
Company did not get into position until dawn. The ridge was
<pb xml:id="n97" n="97"/>
quite bare of cover and the ground so hard that picks would 
have been needed to dig weapon pits. There were no picks 
and there would have been no time to use them if there were. 
Rocks were gathered and sangars built to crouch behind. The 
sun rose on the bare, rocky hill and a hot and thirsty day 
began. Enemy spotter planes made a leisurely reconnaissance 
and were not gone more than ten minutes when an accurate 
mortar concentration fell on the forward slopes of Hospital Hill.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba097a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21Ba097a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba097a-g"/>
            <head>
              <hi rend="sc">hospital ridge positions, west of canea</hi>
            </head>
            <figDesc>Black and white map of hospital locations</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <p rend="indent">The left platoon of Headquarters Company retired without 
orders, but Sergeant Bellamy refused to withdraw and fought 
on behind his sangar until he was killed. The fire was particularly heavy on the right flank, where an attempt was made by 
the enemy to work along the beach. This was turned back by 
the Divisional Cavalry detachment, but a machine gun got 
into position about 800 yards back and remained a menace 
all day. From 9.30 a.m. to 11 a.m. dive-bombing was added 
to the mortaring. Some of the bombs were delayed action 
ones and, the hillside being too hard to penetrate, they rolled
<pb xml:id="n98" n="98"/>
down the hill before exploding. This was probably the most 
nerve-racking experience the sorely tried troops had experienced. Captain Ferguson, eventually suffering unreasonable 
casualties, took his engineers off the ridge back to the reverse 
slope.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When Colonel Allen heard that the right front was apparently 
breaking, he personally led a reserve squad of Divisional Cavalry 
up to the front ridge, and by 1.30 p.m. the situation, never 
really seriously impaired, was stabilised. Captain McElroy was 
sent over to command the right front in place of Captain Sadler, 
who was wounded, and Captain Trousdale took command of 
the other four companies. A platoon from A Company 20 Battalion was sent across to reinforce the Divisional Cavalry squadrons on the extreme right. Although scarcely a German was 
seen on the ground all day, the air spotting continued, with 
planes flying so low that the pilots leaned over and dropped 
hand grenades as they passed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An attack began to develop from <name key="name-002045" type="place">Galatas</name> in the late afternoon, but <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Battalion</name> broke it up. The situation was summed 
up by Colonel Allen in a message to 5 Brigade Headquarters 
at 5.45 p.m.:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Right flank has caused me considerable anxiety all day. Have 
had to counter-attack once and regained lost ground. Since then 
have reinforced once; am standing by to reinforce again. If I 
have to do so I shall have used all my reserves, but at present 
line is holding. Left flank position all right but a good deal of 
mortar fire coming over. 19th Battalion have withdrawn company from ridge in front of me.</p>
        <p rend="right"><hi rend="sc">J. M. Allen</hi>, Lt-Col.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the previous night Brigade Headquarters had moved 
back into dugouts vacated by <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> and had 
instructed battalions that a composite brigade under Brigadier 
Inglis would take over that night from 5 Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The strain of enduring the continued mortaring and air 
attack was beginning to tell on all ranks. A report from a 
wounded officer that the right flank was broken brought some 
companies of <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name> up to fill a gap that did not exist. 
The 23rd suffered severely while coming up under instructions
<pb xml:id="n99" n="99"/>
to restore the line at all costs but, having got there, remained 
in position about half a mile in the rear of <name key="name-010584" type="organisation">21 Battalion Group</name> 
until nightfall.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The route out was along the road through the outskirts of 
<name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>, and at one minute to midnight (26 May) a weary ten-mile withdrawal commenced to a hide-up area south of <name key="name-004798" type="place">Suda</name> 
behind a sunken road known as <name key="name-001949" type="place">42nd Street</name>. Casualties during 
the day were four officers and 80 other ranks. It was the worst 
day and the greatest test of endurance <name key="name-010584" type="organisation">21 Battalion Group</name> had 
undergone. Odd cases of hysteria were not to be wondered at 
under the circumstances. It was just as well the half-dazed 
troops did not know the chaotic state of affairs behind them. 
There was a near breakdown of communication and control 
between Force Headquarters, <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name>, and 
Brigade Headquarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A signal sent out at 10.15 p.m. by Major <name key="name-022125" type="person">Dawson</name><note xml:id="fn1-99" n="23"><p><name key="name-022125" type="person">Lt-Col R. B. Dawson</name>, DSO, m.i.d.; <name key="name-120035" type="place">Lower Hutt</name>; born <name key="name-021414" type="place">Rotorua</name>, <date when="1916-07-21">21 Jul 1916</date>; Regular soldier; 23 Bn; BM 5 Bde May-Sep 1941, Jan-Jun 1942; BM 6 Bde 1942–43; Senior Tactics Instructor, Royal Military College, Duntroon, Jul 1943-Jan 1946; CO 3 Bn, 2 NZEF Japan, Jun 1947-Oct 1948; Director of Staff Duties, Army HQ, Nov 1949-Dec 1952.</p></note> (Brigade 
Major 5 Brigade) to all battalion commanders gives a picture 
of the obscure situation as it was known to 5 Brigade at that time:</p>
        <p rend="indent">A line is being formed two miles west of Souda at approximately 
the junction of two converging roads. Beyond this line all troops 
must go. Units will keep close together, liaise where possible to 
guard against sniper attack. 5 Brigade units in general will hide 
up in area along road between Souda and Stylos turn-off. Hide-up areas for units will be allotted by ‘G’ staff on side of road after 
passing through Souda. Bde HQ will close present location at 
2300 hrs and travel at head of column. Will then set up adjacent 
to Stylos turn-off. A dump of rations boxes already opened is 
situated near the main bridge on main <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name> road also some 
still at DID. Help yourself. It is regretted that NO further tpt 
is available for evacuation of wounded. It is desirable that MOs 
should travel with tps. There is possibility of a dump of amn 
being on roadside near main ordnance dump. Take supplies as 
you pass.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Panckhurst had anticipated the instruction to do 
what he could about transport and had acquired a truck. The
<pb xml:id="n100" n="100"/>
radiator had been damaged, but Private Jack <name key="name-010366" type="person">Brydon</name><note xml:id="fn1-100" n="24"><p><name key="name-010366" type="person">Sgt J. R. Brydon</name>, m.i.d.; Hikurangi, <name key="name-120022" type="place">North Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1911-07-22">22 Jul 1911</date>; truck driver.</p></note> patched 
it up, and the vehicle was loaded with rations and ammunition. 
When the battalion moved out Captain Dutton was given the 
job of taking the one-truck battalion B Echelon through <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name> 
to the hide-up area, as the route the troops were taking was 
impracticable for vehicles. After Canea had been bypassed the 
country was criss-crossed by roads and tracks, with troops 
moving in different directions trying to find their dispersal areas.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy added to the chaos with the first appearance of 
night-flying planes dropping parachute flares. They hung in 
the air for several minutes, outshining the brightest moonlight, 
and must have revealed the mêlée below quite clearly.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion Group eventually staggered into a position in an olive grove at 4 a.m. on the 27th and, secure in the 
belief that there was a British brigade between them and the 
enemy, slept through the few hours of darkness.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Dutton arrived in the area after daybreak. He had 
spent hours trying to find a passage through the confusion in 
<name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name>, and was eventually towed through by a tank which 
climbed over demolished houses without trouble. During the 
tank-conducted tour of <name key="name-000735" type="place">Canea</name> he had met 1 Welch moving 
west, but actually the covering force in front of <name key="name-001949" type="place">42nd Street</name> 
had been outflanked and cut off. When Allen suspected that 
he was open to attack, he set about discovering who were on 
his flanks. He found 2/7 Australian Battalion on his right and 
<name key="name-002582" type="organisation">28 (Maori) Battalion</name> on his left. The whereabouts of Brigade 
Headquarters was not known, and the three battalion commanders agreed that until orders arrived they would dispose 
their units tactically.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Forty-second Street, a road sunken for part of its length and 
a mile west of <name key="name-004798" type="place">Suda</name>, ran southwards to the hills. It was a 
natural defensive line. The 21st Battalion Group was disposed 
with A Company forward on the right and A Company 22 Battalion forward on the left. In reserve were Headquarters Company and <name key="name-010592" type="organisation">7 Field Company</name> in an orange grove on the right 
rear, and the Divisional Cavalry, also under cover, on the left 
rear.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n101" n="101"/>
        <p rend="indent">About 8 a.m. General Weston,<note xml:id="fn1-101" n="25"><p>Lt-Gen E. C. Weston, CB, <name key="name-022899" type="organisation">Royal Marines</name>; then Maj-Gen commanding 1 Royal Marine Group, <name key="name-022900" type="organisation">Mobile Naval Base Defence Organisation</name>, and commanding <name key="name-022944" type="place">Suda Area</name>; died <date when="1952">1952</date>.</p></note> the commander of the <name key="name-004798" type="place">Suda</name> 
Bay area, passed through 21 Battalion lines and met Major 
Harding. He instructed the second-in-command to get the men 
moving back as quickly as possible, as the enemy was nearly 
up to <name key="name-001949" type="place">42nd Street</name> and they would be cut off. He was told it 
could not be done without orders from Colonel Allen or Brigadier Hargest and left, not altogether pleased with Harding's 
point of view. General Weston then met Colonels Allen and 
<name key="name-009310" type="person">Dittmer</name><note xml:id="fn2-101" n="26"><p><name key="name-009310" type="person">Brig G. Dittmer</name>, CBE, DSO, MC, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Maharahara, <date when="1893-06-04">4 Jun 1893</date>; Regular soldier; Auckland Regt 1914–19; CO 28 (Maori) Bn Jan 1940-Feb 1942; comd <name key="name-031619" type="organisation">Fiji Military Forces</name> and Fiji Inf Bde Gp, Sep 1943-Nov 1945; Commandant, Central Military District, 1946–48.</p></note> and told them (according to the latter) that ‘they were 
fools to stay where they were’, but his advice was again ignored. 
Eventually the two battalion commanders and Major Blackburn<note xml:id="fn3-101" n="27"><p>Lt-Col C. A. D'A. Blackburn, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-021225" type="place">Gisborne</name>; born <name key="name-120018" type="place">Hamilton</name>, <date when="1899-05-08">8 May 1899</date>; public accountant; CO 19 Bn Apr-Jun 1941; <name key="name-000679" type="organisation">1 Army Tank Brigade</name> (NZ) 1942–43; CO 1 Army Tank Bn Jan-May 1943.</p></note> (of <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Battalion</name>) agreed that if the enemy attacked they 
would let him come right up and then have a go at him with 
the bayonet.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About ten o'clock there was a surprisingly close rattle of 
hostile small-arms fire on the unit front. Parties who had started 
to forage around for something more satisfying than cold bully 
converged from all directions on their company areas. There was 
a 50-yard field of fire with patches of oats and olive trees beyond, and there was movement in the scrub between the trees.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile a runner from the Australians reported to Major 
<name key="name-010637" type="person">Royal</name><note xml:id="fn4-101" n="28"><p><name key="name-010637" type="person">Maj R. Royal</name>, MC and bar; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-021302" type="place">Levin</name>, <date when="1897-08-23">23 Aug 1897</date>; civil servant; served in NZ Maori Bn in First World War; 28 NZ (Maori) Bn 1940–41; 2 i/c 2 Maori Bn and comd Maori Training Unit, <name key="name-021414" type="place">Rotorua</name>, 1942–43; CO 2 Maori Bn May-Jun 1943; wounded <date when="1941-12-14">14 Dec 1941</date>.</p></note> (<name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name>) with his Colonel's compliments and asked 
what they were going to do about the advancing Germans.<note xml:id="fn5-101" n="29"><p>The runner may have seen Lt-Col Allen also but, owing to the latter's death in <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>, confirmation is lacking.</p></note> 
The runner was told that the Maoris were fed up with being 
pushed around and were going in with the bayonet. Arrangements were being made with <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Battalion</name> on the left of 28 Battalion to give covering fire, when another message came from 
the Australians asking the Maoris to wait a little and the 
Australians would be pleased to join them. The forward companies 
<pb xml:id="n102" n="102"/>
of 21 Battalion had scarcely lined the sunken road when 
they heard yells that could come only from Maori throats. It 
was a blood-stirring haka. The Australians produced a scream 
even more spine-chilling than the Maori effort, and the sight 
of the <name key="name-005118" type="organisation">Maori Battalion</name> charging with vocal accompaniment sent 
the whole line surging forward. The reserves were sent up, but 
most of them kept on going instead of stopping in <name key="name-001949" type="place">42nd Street</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The forward elements of the enemy did not wait. They threw 
away their packs and ran. They were shot from the hip, and 
those who hid in the scrub were bayoneted. Some mortar teams 
that tried to get into action were overrun and dealt with. 
Patches of crop were trampled flat, drains were peered into 
and buildings ransacked. The chase went on for about half 
a mile without a prisoner being taken, before it was checked 
at a group of houses with rifles firing from every window.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Private Brydon scouted around with his truck and eventually 
found another one with a radiator that was in good order, 
which he changed before the Germans recovered from their 
shock. The 21st Battalion Group had about thirty casualties, and 
approximately seventy dead Germans were counted. The 
ground troops gave no more trouble that day.</p>
        <p rend="indent">But it was the end of the defence of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. The rear units 
were in full retreat and almost out of control. <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> had already signalled to <name key="name-004281" type="organisation">Middle East Command</name> that 
evacuation was inevitable.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The German Command had no intention of permitting the 
harried defenders of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> to withdraw unmolested, and parties 
of enemy troops could be seen moving across the ridges in the 
south. The main road across <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> passed through a defile near 
<name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name>, and the enemy's object undoubtedly was to block the 
only practical way out.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Part of the <name key="name-022699" type="organisation">Layforce</name><note xml:id="fn1-102" n="30"><p>This commando (800 all ranks) was commanded by Colonel (later Major-General) R. E. Laycock, Chief of Combined Operations, 1943–47.</p></note> commando, with two companies of 
<name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name>, was ordered to form a line across the pass through 
the hills at <name key="name-012209" type="place">Beritiana</name>. Fifth Brigade would halt at <name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name> at the 
far end of the pass while the Australian brigade continued on to 
the <name key="name-022761" type="place">Neon Khorion</name> junction, a mile farther on. That was assuming, of course, that the Germans did not get across the hills 
to <name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name> first and close the route to <name key="name-004697" type="place">Sfakia</name>.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n103" n="103"/>
        <p rend="indent">It was a tough 15-mile night march back but, in spite of 
eight days' fighting with little sleep or food, the spontaneous 
bayonet charge at <name key="name-001949" type="place">42nd Street</name> had raised the troops' morale. 
It was generally felt that if the movement had been allowed to 
continue the enemy would have been pushed right off <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> 
into the sea. <hi rend="i">If a man could only have a fair go and run the war as 
it should be run</hi>….</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the time <name key="name-001361" type="place">Stilos</name> was reached at 4 a.m. everybody was prepared to sleep where he stood—concrete floors and the lee of 
stone walls were as acceptable as feather beds.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At dawn on 28 May <name key="name-010584" type="organisation">21 Battalion Group</name> was deployed facing 
north in dried-up drains and watercourses. The 23rd was on 
its right, the 19th on the left, and the 22nd and 28th behind 
them. They did not have long to wait. The trained German 
mountain troops had lost the race, but they had brought 
machine guns and mortars with them. They did not venture 
an immediate attack but put down mortar and machine-gun 
fire, while reconnaissance planes promised more trouble in the 
near future. At 7 a.m. 21 Battalion heard heavy firing from 
the flank, where the 23rd was holding off an attempt at encirclement. A Company <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> and the Divisional Cavalry 
detachment were sent to reinforce the 23rd, and were in position 
by eight o'clock in case the encircling movement continued.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was a brigade conference at 8.30 a.m. The question 
was whether to stand and fight, with the probability of being 
surrounded and the necessity of having to fight their way out 
at night, or risk a march along the only road in daylight in 
full view of enemy ground-strafing planes. Some were for 
marching, some for fighting—and to hell with the consequences.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Hargest put the question: ‘Can you fight all day 
and march all night tonight if we can extricate ourselves?’ 
There was only one possible answer, ‘No’, and the Brigadier 
wound up the conference with ‘Well, we'll march at ten’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion Group moved off at 11 a.m., followed by 
<name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, which became the rearguard until relieved by 
2/<name key="name-012382" type="organisation">8 Battalion</name> of <name key="name-022941" type="organisation">19 Australian Brigade</name>. The 21st Battalion 
Group marched by sections in file, taking advantage of what 
cover there was. The control post at Babali Hani was passed 
at 12.40 p.m. and the column halted for lunch, which was anything 
<pb xml:id="n104" n="104"/>
the men happened to be carrying. There was a small 
creek at the side of the road, and boots were taken off for the 
first time in nine days. Those who could get the socks off their 
blistered feet bathed them; those who could not bathed their 
feet without removing the socks; those who had no socks merely 
emptied the blood and sweat and water from burst blisters from 
their boots onto the road.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before the move the battalion truck was turned into a Red 
Cross vehicle, with some cooks as attendants. It was filled with 
wounded whom it had not been possible to evacuate, covered 
with a large <name key="name-027417" type="organisation">Red Cross</name> flag, and sent to the clearing hospital 
near <name key="name-004697" type="place">Sfakia</name>. Enemy planes made frequent close inspections en 
route, but did not molest the makeshift ambulance. On the 
return trip the Q staff was left at <name key="name-022930" type="place">Sin Kares</name> to prepare hot 
tea and any rations available, while the truck met the battalion 
at <name key="name-001441" type="place">Vrises</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-001441" type="place">Vrises</name> crossroads was reached at 3 p.m. Here 21 Battalion 
Group was dispersed under some olive trees and told to rest 
for a few hours before the climb over the snow-capped mountains towering above them. Water was plentiful at this point 
and the troops were told to fill their bottles, as it was the last 
they were likely to see for many hours. Some rations had been 
located and distributed—seven men to a tin of bully—before 
the ten-mile climb over the mountains began at dusk. The brigade movement order covering the march ended: ‘Units are urged 
(1) to keep men together. (2) To adopt a reasonably easy pace. 
(3) To conserve water. (4) To retain arms and ammunition.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">The march to the top of the <name key="name-022993" type="place">White Mountains</name> began at dusk. 
The truck was again filled with sick and walking wounded, 
but the steep, winding road was too much for some of the 
wounded who could not be carried. One by one they dropped 
out to await some form of transport, hoping that the next 
vehicle going forward might have room for them. Along the 
whole length of the march the battalion group was impeded 
by others in like state from formations that had gone ahead. 
In addition the road was full of stragglers; some genuinely 
trying to find their units, some who had left the battle too 
early, some who were straight-out deserters. At every hourly 
halt there were men who could not get on their feet again.
<pb xml:id="n105" n="105"/>
There was nothing that could be done except to leave them. 
Near the top of the pass the column was stopped by a road 
demolition. Somebody had blundered and added a painful two 
hours' detour to an already heart-breaking climb. <name key="name-022930" type="place">Sin Kares</name>, 
on the edge of the upland plain of <name key="name-028760" type="place">Askifou</name>, where Captain 
Panckhurst was waiting with hot tea, was reached by 2 a.m. 
on 29 May. Water bottles had been emptied hours earlier, 
and the hot drink was a godsend to men in the last stages of 
exhaustion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion group rested under scrub on a steep hillside 
until the late afternoon. There were a few Stukas trying to 
get at them, but for once they were foiled because of the steep 
hills: by the time they were over the area they had to climb 
to avoid crashing on the mountainside.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Orders received during the day stated that the battalion 
group was to embark the following night (30 May). There 
would be no water and probably no rations. There would 
probably be more fighting, and all arms and ammunition 
would have to be carried. Lorries for sick and wounded might 
be available, otherwise they would have to get down to the 
beach in daylight as best they could.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion truck changed its role once more and became 
a water cart. Anything that would hold water was collected 
from the <name key="name-022930" type="place">Sin Kares</name> houses and loaded on the truck and filled.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion Group moved again late in the afternoon 
and by midnight had passed through 4 Brigade, now covering 
the withdrawal to a point near Vitsilokoumos where, <date when="2000">2000</date> feet 
below and nearly three miles away as the crow flies, was the 
embarkation point, the tiny village of <name key="name-004697" type="place">Sfakia</name>. There was some 
air activity early in the march, but there was no time for the 
usual tactics of going to ground or remaining motionless while 
planes were overhead. The troops kept resolutely on. A greater 
hindrance to progress was the unorganised stream of stragglers, 
many of whom tried to slip into the column. Some managed 
to do so, but those without arms were summarily ejected. The 
men lay up in the scrub until daylight, when it was discovered 
that A Company <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> was missing. During the march 
through 4 Brigade's area <name key="name-208411" type="person">Colonel Kippenberger</name> had seen Lieutenant Washbourn and, in spite of the latter's protests, had
<pb xml:id="n106" n="106"/>
ordered him to rejoin <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> for embarkation. It was not 
until after the return to Egypt that the disappearance of part 
of <name key="name-010584" type="organisation">21 Battalion Group</name> was explained.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While the battalion slept during the few hours of darkness, 
walking wounded from the CCS at <name key="name-000965" type="place">Imvros</name> were staggering 
down the winding track to the beach, 4 Brigade was preparing 
to follow, and a transport, four cruisers, and three destroyers 
crowded with troops left before daylight; somewhere behind 
them a rearguard was holding a defensive line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was no move on the 30th until the late afternoon. 
Colonel Allen returned from a conference looking grim. The 
officers of the battalion were called together and soon they, 
too, were looking grim. The men gathered round their officers 
and were told that the 21st had missed out on the evacuation. 
The Navy was returning that night for the last time and 4 Brigade, with some of 5 Brigade, would be taken off, but 21 Battalion would fight a rearguard action back to the coast, then disperse into the hills. Flying boats would endeavour to drop 
supplies, but the troops would have to live off the land and 
be ready for any ships that might come, if they did not starve 
or get captured in the meantime.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Somebody pointed out that living in the hills was no novelty 
to 21 Battalion, but the laughs were a little strained. When 
the <name key="name-005118" type="organisation">Maori Battalion</name> passed through the area and heard that 
the 21st were staying on <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, they handed over their water 
bottles and odd bits of equipment that might be handy. It was 
a fine gesture and, coupled with the news that a ‘suicide company’ of six officers and 138 other ranks had already been 
detailed from the <name key="name-005118" type="organisation">Maori Battalion</name> to be used by Force Headquarters as required, it started a friendship between the two 
battalions that lasted to the end of the war. The 22nd Battalion 
sent along their automatics and good wishes. They were going 
off that night. The 19th Army Troops Company had also 
missed out and was placed under command of 21 Battalion. 
The battalion group was disposed tactically, covering the road 
and a ravine that was a possible thrust line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Whatever the evacuation arrangements had been, they were 
altered at the last minute, and Colonel Allen was informed 
that all 5 Brigade was staying and that it was hoped to get it 
all away the next night.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n107" n="107"/>
        <p rend="indent">There was no contact with the enemy during the night on 
the battalion sector. At first light the battalion group withdrew down the escarpment into a valley near <name key="name-004697" type="place">Sfakia</name>, where 
the Q staff was waiting with hot tea and some rations landed 
by the Navy during the night. Some empty caves were found 
and occupied, a haven of rest from marauding Stukas. The 
end of the road was almost in sight—but not quite. Orders 
arrived for 150 men to be detailed ‘Under good officers’ to 
picket the hills and help hold the line until dark. Captain 
Ferguson took his hundred men <date when="2000">2000</date> feet up the mountainside 
and joined some fifty men of <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> already there, and 
Lieutenant Roach took his fifty up a ridge that commanded 
the <name key="name-022927" type="place">Sfakiano Ravine</name>. Thus, dispersed in cave, on mountainside and on ridgetop, the battalion awaited the coming of darkness and the <name key="name-003205" type="organisation">Royal Navy</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">They were recalled before dark and formed up for the last 
march in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. After a few more tense moments when half 
a dozen Stukas machine-gunned the head of the long column, 
the crocodile writhed, spread out, and bunched along up the 
gully and on to the beach. They passed through a grim-faced 
cordon from 22 and 28 Battalions with rifles loaded and bayonets fixed, ready to use either bullet or steel on any stragglers 
who attempted to embark before the fighting men. Some had 
tried, but their fate convinced the mixed crowd of Greeks, Jews, 
<name key="name-022835" type="organisation">Palestinians</name> from labour units, as well as Australian, English, 
and New Zealand troops who had thrown away their arms, 
that the cordon meant to do the job it was there for. Assault 
landing craft and strings of lifeboats arrived like ghosts from 
the blackness over the sea, were filled, and disappeared again. 
The 21st Battalion's turn came at 11.30 p.m. and there were 
ready hands to help them on board the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207131" type="ship">Phoebe</name></hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Steaming hot cocoa and white buttered bread were passed 
around and, when the ship was fully loaded, 21 Battalion sailed 
and, in the terse report of the battalion war diary, ‘Arrived 
<name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name> <date when="1630">1630</date> hrs. June 1. Arrived Amirya transit camp 
<date when="1830">1830</date> hrs.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's casualties in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> were: 33 killed or died of 
wounds, 33 wounded, and 80 prisoners of war (of whom 32 
were wounded and five died), making a total of 146.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n108" n="108"/>
      <div xml:id="c5" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 5<lb/>
<name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> <date when="1941">1941</date></head>
        <p><hi rend="sc"><name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name></hi>, some fifteen miles south of <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>, was (and probably still is) a small spa where fashionable Egyptians took 
the waters. It was also the generic name of a very large area 
of desert in which was situated one of the main camps for the 
British forces near <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. A New Zealand General Hospital 
took over a hotel in <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> in <date when="1940-07">July 1940</date>, and from time to 
time <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> trained in the desert, where it pitched tents 
around the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> and other permanent buildings. To reach 
<name key="name-009366" type="place">Garawi</name>, a part of <name key="name-000936" type="place">Helwan Camp</name>, you marched south from the 
<name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> railway station across a large flat wadi known as ‘Sunstroke Plain’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The day after disembarking at <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name> the men of 21 Battalion entrained for <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>. They were met at the station by 
Captain Tongue and Second-Lieutenants Wilson and Phillips, 
whom everybody had thought were prisoners in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Hands 
were shaken and backs slapped. But that was only the start. 
In the battalion lines at <name key="name-009366" type="place">Garawi</name> a welcome-home party had 
been organised by a reception committee, some of whom were 
from hospital, some from Base, and some from the <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name> 
via <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name> or <name key="name-003429" type="place">Cyprus</name>. With the 169 men evacuated from <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, 
the battalion strength was now 17 officers and 255 other ranks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Parades for pay and essential clothing were followed by 
seven days' leave for all men from <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>. They returned to 
more parades for clothing, equipment, medical boards, and the 
marching in of 530 reinforcements. A new unit had to be built 
on the foundations of the old, and when routine orders issued 
a stern warning that mosquito nets were not to be cut up and 
used as covers for food containers, the veterans realised that 
they were back in training again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Officers and prospective officers departed to and returned 
from courses. Major E. A. Harding marched out to 31 Infantry 
Training Battalion, and Major R. W. Harding marched in 
from the same training unit to succeed his brother as second-
<pb xml:id="n109" n="109"/>
in-command to Colonel Allen. Headquarters Company was 
commanded by Captain <name key="name-013427" type="person">Fitzpatrick</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-109" n="1"><p><name key="name-013427" type="person">Maj T. V. Fitzpatrick</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1909-11-27">27 Nov 1909</date>; solicitor; actg CO 21 Bn 28 Nov-3 Dec 1941; wounded <date when="1941-12-01">1 Dec 1941</date>.</p></note> a <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> man 
who had been OC4 (Infantry) Anti-Tank Company until it was 
disbanded; Major Trousdale went to A Company; Lieutenant 
Yeoman was promoted to captain and given B Company; 
Captain Tongue returned to C Company; and Captain McElroy, who speedily wangled his way out of hospital after being 
wounded in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, took over D Company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At first there was considerable movement amongst the officers 
and men: subalterns snarled at chits demanding returns of 
men with experience in occupations that would remove them 
from rifle companies to specialist platoons; section leaders 
found their commands changing daily as the sifting and probing went on; senior NCOs were no sooner appointed than they 
departed to schools of instruction. But gradually sections, platoons, and companies shook down and got to know each other. 
Scraps of Greek were discarded for the Arabic equivalents; 
‘Greekos’ became ‘Wogs’ and grapes and Greek wines were 
succeeded by ‘Or-in-ges very good, man-dar-ins very cheap’. 
By the middle of July the unit had been reformed and was 
almost capable of taking the field again. On 26 July 5 Brigade 
moved to the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> area where, first at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name><note xml:id="fn2-109" n="2"><p><name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> was the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name> naval training and experimental station for combined operations at this time.</p></note> and then 
at <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name>, it underwent a course of night marching on compass 
bearings, desert battle tactics, and its first experience of combined operations.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the end of August 5 Brigade was ready for training in 
real desert conditions, and 21 Battalion, with the rest of the 
brigade, moved into the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name> to work on reserve 
defensive positions in a corridor where the impassable <name key="name-120096" type="place">Qattara</name> 
Depression came to within forty miles of the sea at <name key="name-010927" type="place">El Alamein</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-109" n="3"><p>Within a year <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> was to make a stand here on what became known as the Alamein Line.</p></note> 
sixty miles west of <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. On flat tablelands above escarpments, Fortress A, better known as the <name key="name-000990" type="place">Kaponga Box</name>, was built 
by the brigade. For a month the troops accustomed themselves 
to desert conditions, with water rationed to one and a half
<pb xml:id="n110" n="110"/>
pints daily. Tank ditches were dug, minefields laid, and supplies 
of food, water, and ammunition stored against a siege.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The brigade had its first lessons in desert mobile operations 
at the <name key="name-000990" type="place">Kaponga Box</name>. The necessity of moving an army on 
wheels, with flexibility in manoeuvre and defence, produced 
the drill that became almost second nature—the famous 
‘desert formation’. Tactically it was an arrangement of units 
and brigade groups whereby they were constantly deployed 
whether moving or stationary. Essentially the idea was that 
vehicles invariably occupied the same place relative to each 
other when moving in formation across the desert. A chessboard with the black squares representing vehicles and the 
white squares the desert is a convenient illustration of desert 
formation for a battalion. The four corners of the board were 
occupied by the four rifle companies, with vehicles three abreast 
at 200 yards' intervals. Battalion Headquarters travelled in the 
front centre with the Intelligence Officer navigating; following 
Battalion Headquarters were the various elements of Headquarters Company, with the QM trucks between the two rear 
companies. When artillery was attached one troop was in 
position stretched across the front for quick anti-tank protection, and one troop in two lines behind the leading companies. 
Anti-aircraft and anti-tank guns fitted into the general scheme. 
Upon an alarm the carriers formed an outer screen, the 
vehicles closed on a flank or centre, and the infantry and anti-tank guns formed a perimeter around the artillery and the 
medical and other services. While the guns dropped trails the 
troops put out dannert wire and dug slit trenches.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the first week of October the brigade joined the Division 
in the <name key="name-003303" type="place">Baggush Box</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-110" n="4"><p>The Baggush Box was a defensive position named after one of the two small oases in the area (<name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> and <name key="name-024143" type="place">Burbeita</name>); there was a railway station at <name key="name-001332" type="place">Sidi Haneish</name>, inside the Box.</p></note> on the coast 80-odd miles farther west. 
The move was made in desert formation. At night a close 
laager was formed with the artillery outside the perimeter. It 
gave the older soldiers the greatest pleasure to chaff the gunners at being in the forefront for once in their lives.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About this time vehicles were fitted with sun compasses 
and drivers soon became expert in finding their way around
<pb xml:id="n111" n="111"/>
the desert. Company messes occasionally had a change of 
menu when a gazelle, more curious than prudent, permitted a 
truck to get within easy rifle range.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It is elementary and fundamental that wars are not won 
without fighting, and signs were not wanting that the training 
period was nearly over. Early in November there was a brigade 
parade for the Commander-in-Chief Middle East Forces 
(General Sir Claude Auchinleck); practice moves in desert 
formation were interspersed with extra-keen kit inspections, 
coupled with instructions that all diaries be sent to Base; then, 
too, inspections of the battalion's arms were more than usually 
solicitous; and finally there was an informal talk by Brigadier 
Hargest on general conduct in battle, with an outline of what 
might happen in desert warfare.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Veiled references to forthcoming manoeuvres did not pass 
unnoticed. Neither did the departure of a reconnaissance party 
composed of Colonel Allen, Major Trousdale, Major Fitzpatrick, Captain Tongue and Captain Yeoman. It was whispered that they had gone far beyond the outpost line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nor did the goings on in D Company pass unnoticed. Captain McElroy left on a tour of duty at Base and was succeeded 
by Captain <name key="name-010667" type="person">Trolove</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-111" n="5"><p><name key="name-010667" type="person">Capt F. J. Trolove</name>; Te Mata; born Raglan, <date when="1905-02-14">14 Feb 1905</date>; sheepfarmer; wounded <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> an officer who had left New Zealand 
with the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> in 5 Brigade's anti-tank company. 
D Company left <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> as guard to an ASC convoy carrying 
petrol. The wires connecting the headlights and horns on the 
trucks were disconnected to ensure silence and secrecy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Further evidence that the battalion was about to take part 
in an offensive was the detailing of seven officers and 50 other 
ranks to remain behind as LOB personnel.<note xml:id="fn2-111" n="6"><p>Left out of battle—a nucleus of trained men available in case of disaster to a unit.</p></note> That was carrying 
the game of ‘Let's pretend’ a little too far, even for the most 
credulous.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n112" n="112"/>
        <p rend="indent">The officers who served with 21 Battalion in the Libyan 
campaign of <date when="1941-11">November 1941</date> were:</p>
        <p>
          <table rows="8" cols="2">
            <head>Battalion Headquarters</head>
            <row>
              <cell>CO: <name key="name-000581" type="person">Lt-Col J. M. Allen</name></cell>
              <cell>killed</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Adj: <name key="name-010424" type="person">Capt G. A. Dutton</name></cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>QM: Capt G. H. Panckhurst</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>IO: 2 Lt J. H. Money</cell>
              <cell>wounded and PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>MO: Lt G. H. Levien</cell>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Padre: <name key="name-010647" type="person">Rev Fr W. Sheely</name></cell>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> representative:</cell>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-010373" type="person">Mr R. H. Busfield</name>
                
              </cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p>
          <table rows="7" cols="2">
            <head>Headquarters Company</head>
            <row>
              <cell>OC: <name key="name-013427" type="person">Maj T. V. Fitzpatrick</name></cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Sigs Pl: Lt G. E. Moore</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>AA Pl: 2 <name key="name-010335" type="person">Lt H. K. Anderson</name></cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Transport Pl: 2 Lt W. K. King</cell>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Mortar Pl: 2 Lt F. E. Wilson</cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Pioneer Pl: 2 Lt S. E. Carr</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Carrier Pl: 2 Lt G. E. Cairns</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p>
          <table rows="4" cols="2">
            <head>A Company</head>
            <row>
              <cell>OC: <name key="name-010669" type="person">Maj A. C. Trousdale</name></cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>2 i/c: <name key="name-010437" type="person">Capt C. A. Ferguson</name></cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Lt W. J. G. Roach</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>2 Lt C. P. Hutchinson</cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p>
          <table rows="3" cols="2">
            <head>B Company</head>
            <row>
              <cell>OC: <name key="name-010698" type="person">Capt A. A. Yeoman</name></cell>
              <cell>wounded and PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>2 Lt V. J. Tanner</cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-009810" type="person">2 Lt M. R. Faull</name>
              </cell>
              <cell>killed</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p>
          <table rows="3" cols="2">
            <head>C Company</head>
            <row>
              <cell>OC: <name key="name-010666" type="person">Capt W. M. Tongue</name></cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Lt H. H. W. Smith</cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>
                <name key="name-034439" type="person">2 Lt E. G. MacPherson</name>
              </cell>
              <cell>PW</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <p>
          <table rows="4" cols="2">
            <head>D Company</head>
            <row>
              <cell>OC: <name key="name-010667" type="person">Capt F. J. Trolove</name></cell>
              <cell>wounded</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>2 i/c: <name key="name-010673" type="person">Capt A. C. Turtill</name></cell>
              <cell>killed</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Lt W. K. Henton</cell>
              <cell>with prisoner-of-war cage</cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>2 Lt C. R. Hargrave</cell>
              <cell>wounded and PW</cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
        <pb xml:id="n113" n="113"/>
        <p rend="indent">Security, of course, was all important; even if it was not 
possible to conceal the fact that an offensive was being prepared, it was essential that the time and direction remain a 
secret. To this end the polite fiction was maintained that all 
moves were purely incidental to training, and orders for a 
divisional exercise issued on 10 November made innocent reading.</p>
        <p rend="indent">
          <hi rend="i">This is where we pay off for <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and Crete. This time we've got 
tanks and planes, the latest models fresh from the factory with the paint 
still wet on them. Tanks with power-driven turrets, mind you, even 
though their two-pounder guns might be a bit light, tanks that can fire 
on the move while Jerry mostly has to stop before he can shoot. And no 
roads for the <name key="name-000868" type="organisation">Luftwaffe</name> to follow strafing transport. Remember 42nd 
Street, the only time we had a fair go?</hi>
        </p>
        <p rend="indent">Fifth Brigade Group left for Divisional Exercise No. 4 on 
Armistice Day, 11 November. The assembly area was 30 miles 
south-west of Mersa Matruh and the route was along the main 
road to the <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> turn-off, then along the <name key="name-001339" type="place">Siwa</name> track. The 
column of 1006 staff cars, guns, trucks, lorries, ambulance cars 
and Bren carriers, spaced ten to the mile, would have been 
more than a hundred miles long had the journey continued 
so far. As it was the head of the column was in position before 
the tail started to move. The men from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> kept 
one eye on the sky, but the only wings over them were friendly. 
Things were different now.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On arrival the units formed up in the now familiar desert 
formation, every vehicle 200 yards from its neighbour by day 
and at visibility distance by night. Slit trenches were dug and 
a little training done, while the balance of the Division (including D Company) moved into the area. The concentration was 
completed on 14 November and, at a conference attended by 
officers down to company commanders at Divisional Headquarters, <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> threw pretence aside and revealed 
that the Division was on more than an exercise. The whole 
<name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> was in motion, and the manoeuvre was nothing 
less than a gigantic turning movement around the inland flank 
of the frontier fortresses. The immediate intention was to 
destroy the enemy in <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name> and relieve <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. The long-term objective was to drive the enemy out of North Africa.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n114" n="114"/>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> comprised three main groups: <name key="name-000671" type="organisation">13 Corps</name>, consisting of 4 Indian Division, <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 New Zealand Division</name> and <name key="name-002983" type="organisation">1 Army</name> 
Tank Brigade, was to isolate and eventually destroy the enemy 
positions on the frontier; <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name>, which included the bulk 
of the British armour, was to seek out and destroy the enemy 
armour; and the <name key="name-023821" type="organisation">Oasis Group</name>, which had the minor role of 
seizing oases in southern <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name> and threatening the enemy 
lines of communication. The Indians were at first to hem in 
the frontier positions from east and south, while the main tank 
battle was being fought between <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> and the frontier. 
When conditions seemed favourable <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> was to move 
round the escarpment and cut off the frontier fortresses from 
the west. At the same time the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison was to break 
out through the besieging enemy divisions and make contact 
with <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A long approach march from the assembly area across the 
flat plateau to the frontier wire south of <name key="name-001333" type="place">Sidi Omar</name> would be 
the first undertaking for the New Zealand Division. Starting 
on 15 November, the Division completed the 100-odd miles 
around the inland flank of the enemy's frontier defences in one 
day and four nights of travelling.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> entered <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> on 18 November. The 21st 
Battalion passed through the Wire during the night of 18–19 
November, with 4 Indian Division between it and <name key="name-001333" type="place">Sidi Omar</name>. 
The unit moved in fits and starts, conforming to the movement of the Division, until the afternoon of the 21st, when 
<name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> received orders to split the Division into 
brigade groups and move on different objectives. Sixth Brigade 
went north-west to reinforce the <name key="name-002989" type="organisation">Support Group</name> of 7 Armoured 
Division at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>. Fourth Brigade went north to cut the 
<name key="name-000620" type="place">Bardia</name>-<name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> road, and 5 Brigade moved north-east to contain the enemy forces in the <name key="name-000620" type="place">Bardia</name>-<name key="name-001351" type="place">Sollum</name> area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion was detached from 5 Brigade and was 
instructed to detail a platoon for guard duties at the prisoner-of-war cage at the gap in the wire and then to move on and 
capture <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>, about ten miles west of <name key="name-003267" type="place">Fort Capuzzo</name>. 
No company commander wanted to lose a platoon on so 
ignoble a job when there was high adventure afoot, but D Company, whose officer commanding and second-in-command were
<pb xml:id="n115" n="115"/>
both comparative newcomers to the unit, was awarded the 
doubtful distinction. Captain Trolove passed the buck in a 
masterly manner by leaving it to his two subalterns commanding platoons to toss for the job. Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010468" type="person">Hargrave</name><note xml:id="fn1-115" n="7"><p><name key="name-010468" type="person">Capt C. R. Hargrave</name>; <name key="name-036571" type="place">Whangarei</name>; born NZ <date when="1911-02-06">6 Feb 1911</date>; public accountant and auditor; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> 
won the toss and went on to get a bullet in the throat and 
be taken prisoner of war, while Lieutenant <name key="name-010475" type="person">Henton</name><note xml:id="fn2-115" n="8"><p><name key="name-010475" type="person">Capt W. K. Henton</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1917-11-12">12 Nov 1917</date>; sports goods salesman; died of wounds <date when="1942-08-31">31 Aug 1942</date>.</p></note> took 
18 Platoon back into Egypt<note xml:id="fn3-115" n="9"><p>Incidentally Rommel threw a few shells in the direction of 18 Platoon when he passed that way later.</p></note> and lived nearly another year.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Under command for the capture of <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name> were 
<name key="name-010588" type="organisation">47 Battery</name> <name key="name-010589" type="organisation">5 Field Regiment</name>, one platoon of medium machine 
guns, one troop of <name key="name-006261" type="organisation">42 Light Anti-Aircraft Battery</name>, and a 
detachment of <name key="name-010592" type="organisation">7 Field Company</name>. The importance of <name key="name-015857" type="place">Hafid</name> 
Ridge, a mere fold in the sandy waste a few feet higher than 
the surrounding desert, lay in the fact that it dominated the 
rear of the enemy frontier defence line, which extended from 
<name key="name-001351" type="place">Sollum</name> to <name key="name-001333" type="place">Sidi Omar</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Not long before dusk the battalion group halted in the Gabr 
el Meduar depression. It would be more correct to say it was 
hoped that the battalion was in Gabr el Meduar, but the 
almost featureless country did not seem to conform with the 
map. In actual fact the battalion was between two and three 
miles south-east of the area it was ordered to occupy; a dozen 
derelict tanks on the horizon, however, went some way to 
confirm the position of <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>, where a tank battle had 
been fought in <date when="1941-06">June 1941</date>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At first light patrols identified and reconnoitred <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>; 
they reported that it was not occupied, but that there was a 
concentration of transport some distance to the south. Colonel 
Allen, before leaving to visit Brigade Headquarters, ordered a 
fighting patrol to take a closer look at the hostile transport 
threatening the right flank of the ridge. The patrol consisted 
of 15 Platoon C Company, one section of carriers, one section 
of three-inch mortars, one section of machine guns, and the 
forward observation officer of <name key="name-010588" type="organisation">47 Battery</name> (Captain Crawford- 
Smith<note xml:id="fn4-115" n="10"><p><name key="name-010403" type="person">Maj H. O. Crawford-Smith</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-029248" type="place">Lyttelton</name>, <date when="1909-04-10">10 Apr 1909</date>; commercial traveller.</p></note>).</p>
        <pb xml:id="n116" n="116"/>
        <p rend="indent">Before they moved off, however, Colonel Allen returned with 
revised orders. The battalion was now to attack <name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name><note xml:id="fn1-116" n="11"><p>Bir in Arabic indicates a well, but not necessarily one that contains water. The importance of a bir in a sandy waste almost as flat as a billiard table lay in the fact that there was usually a mound around it, something that could be positively identified when marching on a compass bearing. Birs were invariably used for map references and often gave their names to the surrounding country.</p></note> as a 
diversion in support of 4 Indian Division, which was attacking 
Libyan Omar to the south. <name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name> included the low ridge 
to the south-east of <name key="name-015857" type="place">Hafid</name>. Instead of being a fighting patrol, 
Captain Ferguson's force changed its role to that of a spearhead for the attack, with orders to clear what was thought 
to be an outpost before the battalion advanced on <name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name>, 
while C Company, with a section of carriers and a section of 
machine guns, occupied <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was some artillery fire as the entrucked patrol moved 
off, but it was not well directed and there were no casualties 
in the early stages. The objective was about three miles distant, 
and the vehicles felt their way cautiously to within half a mile 
of what appeared to be wire defences in front of enemy transport. Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010377" type="person">Cairns</name><note xml:id="fn2-116" n="12"><p><name key="name-010377" type="person">Maj G. E. Cairns</name>, MC; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1911-08-13">13 Aug 1911</date>; barrister and solicitor; BM 6 Bde; twice wounded.</p></note> took his carrier section forward to investigate, and immediately a shower of shells and 
mortar bombs fell around them. The platoon debussed and 
went forward by sections, but enemy machine guns came into 
action and halted the advance. The forward observation officer 
got his guns onto targets and the mortars helped to keep the 
fire down a little, but men were being picked off as they lay 
on the flat desert taking what cover they could. By 11 a.m. 
15 Platoon had only 20 unwounded men left, and Ferguson 
called Colonel Allen on the artillery line. He came up in a 
carrier and decided to commit the battalion to an assault.</p>
        <p rend="indent">D Company was left in Gabr el Meduar to guard B Echelon, 
and the battalion moved forward. Captain Yeoman was 
ordered to attack about 900 yards to the right of Ferguson's 
position and, taking advantage of a heavy rain squall, B Company quickly debussed and got to within 300 yards of the wire 
before the shower stopped; it also was sent to earth by machine 
guns and mortars. Yeoman crawled forward and found that 
there was a minefield behind the wire. He tried to call Colonel
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP012a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP012a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP012a-g"/><head>Regimental Aid Post, second Libyan campaign</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of injured soldiers being treated</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP012b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP012b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP012b-g"/><head>The New Zealand cemetery at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of cemetry</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP013a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP013a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP013a-g"/><head>Returning from <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>, <date when="1941-12">December 1941</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of truck in a desert</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP013b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP013b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP013b-g"/><head>Battalion Headquarters, <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of three soldiers</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP014a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP014a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP014a-g"/><head>Flooded bivouac at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of two men surrounded by water</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP014b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP014b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP014b-g"/><head>5 Brigade convoy passing through Syrian village on the forced march to Egypt</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers travelling in trucks</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP015a"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP015a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP015a-g"/><head>Regimental Aid Post, <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of medical truck</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP015b"><graphic url="WH2-21BaP015b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP015b-g"/><head>Bombing, <date when="1942-08">August 1942</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a bombing</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n117" n="117"/>
Allen on the company wireless, but the set failed to function. 
A runner was sent with a message but was shot before he had 
gone a dozen yards. Volunteer after volunteer tried to get 
through the hail of lead which started as soon as a target 
offered. Two were killed and three wounded before Corporal 
Norm <name key="name-010598" type="person">Olde</name><note xml:id="fn1-117" n="13"><p><name key="name-010598" type="person">Sgt N. C. Olde</name>, MM; <name key="name-021406" type="place">Remuera</name>; born England, <date when="1904-08-08">8 Aug 1904</date>; wool classer; wounded <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> got through with the information. He returned 
with the order to hang on until dark, when the engineers would 
clear a path through the mines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 1.30 p.m. A Company was ordered to attack between 
B Company and the patrol. It moved embussed until nearly 
level with B Company, and came under very heavy fire when 
the trucks halted. Within a few minutes half the vehicles were 
on fire or disabled. The company suffered severely before the 
troops were able to get out into open order. Major Trousdale 
and Lieutenant Roach were wounded, leaving Second- 
Lieutenant <name key="name-010497" type="person">Hutchinson</name><note xml:id="fn2-117" n="14"><p><name key="name-010497" type="person">Capt C. P. Hutchinson</name>, MBE; <name key="name-008904" type="place">London</name>; born England, <date when="1906-06-25">25 Jun 1906</date>; barrister's clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-11-25">25 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> in command and 7, 8 and 9 Platoons 
commanded by Sergeants Ray <name key="name-010360" type="person">Bonner</name><note xml:id="fn3-117" n="15"><p><name key="name-010360" type="person">L-Sgt R. Bonner</name>; born NZ <date when="1917-11-03">3 Nov 1917</date>; factory worker; killed in action <date when="1941-11-22">22 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> and Ralph De Costa<note xml:id="fn4-117" n="16"><p>2 Lt R. G. De Costa; born <name key="name-021225" type="place">Gisborne</name>, <date when="1910-03-14">14 Mar 1910</date>; bank clerk; died of wounds <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> 
and Private Len Steiner<note xml:id="fn5-117" n="17"><p>2 Lt L. A. Steiner, DCM; born NZ <date when="1918-03-04">4 Mar 1918</date>; farmhand; killed in action <date when="1944-09-23">23 Sep 1944</date>.</p></note> respectively. With supporting fire 
from B Company and Ferguson's patrol, A Company got forward another 150 yards before it in turn was pinned down.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Corporal <name key="name-010343" type="person">Avery</name><note xml:id="fn6-117" n="18"><p><name key="name-010343" type="person">L-Cpl F. T. Avery</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1905-03-19">19 Mar 1905</date>; carpenter; p.w. <date when="1941-11">Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> describes A Company's part in the attack: 
Shortly before mid-day A Coy which was in reserve received 
instructions to move up in support of B Coy. The weather had 
now cleared and the approach was over very flat sandy country 
devoid of any cover. A Coy which was still in vehicles moved 
further forward under artillery fire and as the distance shortened 
came under mortar fire. Our own artillery was not giving close 
support but was firing at targets well back, and was possibly engaged 
on counter-battery work. The trucks were halted after going about 
800 yards. The enemy was now using anti-tank guns in addition
<pb xml:id="n118" n="118"/>
and before long all trucks excepting the OC's pick-up were either 
burning or destroyed. I counted ten vehicles that were knocked out. 
Two anti-tank shells went through the truck I was in, one passing 
through the centre of a roll of blankets on which we were sitting. 
The trucks were smartly vacated by the troops, many of whom 
were under fire for the first time, but who were nevertheless behaving 
in an exemplary manner. The volume of fire which now included 
that of small arms was intense and we moved forward in small 
rapid dashes of 25 yds. There were large sheets of water everywhere and although it had stopped raining the surface of the water 
was continually broken by shrapnel and falling sand. It was soon 
seen that nothing much could be done until the artillery dealt with 
the enemy's wire defences and machine gun positions which were 
behind the wire and on the forward slopes of a ridge. We could 
not engage the enemy effectively with small arms as we were still 
between 800 and 1000 yards away. The flat sand offered no cover 
and we couldn't get up to dig ourselves in, or mount our machine 
guns. We had no mortars or anti-tank weapons. Just discernible 
above the ridge were the turrets of two enemy tanks which from 
time to time changed positions and raked us with fire. We were 
suffering numerous casualties and our first-aid chaps were doing a 
great job.</p>
        <p rend="indent">We remained in this position throughout the afternoon. After 
dusk I returned to one of the trucks that had not been burnt out 
and picked up some dry rations and we dug in and made ourselves 
a little more comfortable.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The situation at 2.30 p.m. was that C Company had occupied 
<name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>, with only two casualties from long-range artillery 
fire, A and B Companies were pinned down, and D Company 
(less 18 Platoon) was held in reserve protecting B Echelon. The 
47th Battery was firing continuously in an effort to silence the 
enemy tanks and guns, but for the second time 21 Battalion, 
with inadequate support, had been given an impossible job.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In actual fact the battalion was trying to capture the headquarters position of the Italian <hi rend="i">55 Savona Division</hi>, defended by 
tanks, artillery, and machine guns firing from concrete pillboxes.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Extra artillery assistance was obtained from 5 Field Regiment, which detached a troop under Lieutenant <name key="name-004307" type="person">Moir</name><note xml:id="fn1-118" n="19"><p><name key="name-004307" type="person">Capt J. I. Moir</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1911-05-24">24 May 1911</date>; accountant; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-12-01">1 Dec 1941</date>.</p></note> to 
report to Colonel Allen. Contact was maintained with Moir by
<pb xml:id="n119" n="119"/>
the roundabout means of first Major Trousdale and then Second- 
Lieutenant Hutchinson getting directions through by company 
No. 18 set to the Carrier Platoon's No. 18 set and then to 
Battalion Headquarters' No. 18 set, by runner to the battery 
commander, and finally by R/T (radio-telephony) to gun position officers.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Except for one short period while the ammunition was being 
replenished, the guns were never silent. At least one tank was 
destroyed and an ammunition dump set on fire. There was a 
terrific explosion followed by other and smaller ones during 
the night. There was, however, no apparent slackening of small-arms fire, and Allen asked Brigade for another company to 
assist the attack. The request was not granted, as all battalions 
were being employed, but permission was eventually given to 
withdraw C Company from <name key="name-026220" type="place">Hafid Ridge</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 5 p.m. C Company was ordered by R/T to return and 
attack on the left of A Company. It was almost dark when 
C Company debussed on the left of A Company and behind 
Captain Ferguson's group. Sergeant Kibblewhite, with 13 Platoon, passed through the sorely tried 15 Platoon. (Kibblewhite 
lost contact with his platoon and after a skirmish with enemy 
troops was taken prisoner next day.) There was no wire on 
this sector and the platoon advanced into the minefield. The 
red and green tracer bullets showed that the enemy had at 
least thirty machine guns covering his front. C Company found 
patches of dead ground and waited for orders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was now blowing a howling gale, and the stiff and half-frozen troops were glad to get out of the mud they had been 
lying in all the afternoon. The night was dark, with the sky 
clouded over, but a three-ton truck which burned all night 
was an excellent landmark. Casualties sustained by nightfall 
were 13 killed and 65 wounded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It had been impossible to move the wounded in daylight, 
but they were gathered into trucks after dark and evacuated. 
Colonel Allen and the company commanders held a conference 
and agreed to attack again two hours before dawn, but while 
the details were being worked out, Captain Dutton came up 
with a message from <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> that the battalion 
was to withdraw.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n120" n="120"/>
        <p rend="indent">The companies came out independently and returned to 
B Echelon at Gabr el Meduar. The supporting arms ceased 
to be under command and the battalion spent the morning 
reorganising.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While 21 Battalion was lying out in the muddy desert at 
<name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name> the tank battle had suddenly turned against Eighth 
Army, and 6 New Zealand Brigade was ordered to move post-haste to the assistance of the support group of 7 Armoured 
Division beleaguered at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The news became worse, and 4 Brigade was ordered west 
through <name key="name-002725" type="place">Gambut</name> on the main road from <name key="name-000620" type="place">Bardia</name> to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> 
to form a two-brigade front with 6 Brigade. Divisional Headquarters followed behind 6 Brigade, while in the meantime 
5 Brigade had to blockade the frontier forts from the west until 
relieved by the Indians. The 21st Battalion, not needed for 
this task, travelled west in divisional reserve. Dawn on 
24 November found the unit above the escarpment overlooking Bir el Chleta, with <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> and 20 Battalion laagered below. Twenty miles westward the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison 
had already started its sortie, but had halted on account of the 
unfavourable situation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Our armoured forces were now severely mauled and almost 
out of the battle, and on the 23rd the enemy tanks had overwhelmed <name key="name-033001" type="organisation">5 South African Infantry Brigade</name> advancing on 
<name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> from the south. Fate was on the side of the New Zealanders that day, because the enemy chose to make a counter-thrust to the frontier instead of pressing on to attack the 
Division. With only four two-pounder anti-tank guns with each 
battalion, 6 Brigade would have certainly suffered the same 
fate as 21 Battalion did in the <name key="name-010608" type="place">Peneios Gorge</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The country between Bir el Chleta and <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> is dominated by three escarpments, roughly parallel and about three 
miles apart; the northern or <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> escarpment was the axis 
of advance for 4 Brigade to <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> through <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name>; the 
most southerly escarpment began south-west of Bir el Chleta and 
petered out near <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>, 15 miles south of <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Neither 
of these was tactically vital, but the middle or <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
escarpment, along which 6 Brigade was fighting its way, was
<pb xml:id="n121" n="121"/>
the key to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. A tiny mosque (actually a tomb), about 
half the size of a State house and comprising two small rooms, 
gives the feature its name; it is situated near the western end 
of the escarpment, where the Trigh Capuzzo and the Axis-built road that bypasses <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> enter a narrow valley between 
the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> and <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> escarpments. The value of the 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment to the enemy can be estimated by the 
strength of his reaction to our occupation of it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At midday orders arrived for 21 Battalion to reinforce 
6 Brigade. Mobile enemy columns were reported in front, 
behind, and on the inland flank. They were part of the German 
counter-thrust which swept as far east as the Libyan frontier, 
disrupting communications and shooting up supply columns.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was some delay while <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name>, with tanks and 
artillery, attacked and chased an enemy column away, and 
then 21 Battalion moved south-west and came in behind 
6 Brigade, now holding Point 175, on the escarpment east of 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 24th and 25th Battalions had lost heavily capturing 
Point 175 and the 25th had been taken under the command 
of the 24th, but the brigade was fairly astride the objective, 
though the enemy still held wadis on the escarpment. A square 
blockhouse further west along the escarpment prevented further 
exploitation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen halted just short of Wadi esc Sciomar, which 
intersects the escarpment about three miles east of Point 175, 
and reported to Brigadier <name key="name-207354" type="person">Barrowclough</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-121" n="20"><p><name key="name-207354" type="person">Maj-Gen H. E. Barrowclough</name>, CB, DSO and bar, MC, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born <name key="name-021329" type="place">Masterton</name>, <date when="1894-06-23">23 Jun 1894</date>; barrister and solicitor; NZ Rifle Bde 1915–19 (CO 4 Bn); comd 6 Bde 1 May 1940–21 Feb 1942; GOC <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name> in <name key="name-008892" type="place">Pacific</name> and GOC 3 NZ Div 8 Aug 1942–20 Oct 1944.</p></note> under whose command 21 Battalion now came. He was ordered to swing south-west around the wadi and protect the left flank of 6 Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion dug in and spent a cold, quiet night, while 
the other battalions of 6 Brigade spent a very busy one organising another attack. The plan was for the brigade to advance 
on a two-battalion front, capture the Blockhouse, and carry 
on for five miles to an airfield that had been overrun in the 
preceding tank battle. The enemy had vacated the field, and 
all the planes had been destroyed by driving tanks over their
<pb xml:id="n122" n="122"/>
tails. The 21st Battalion's part in the operation was to get onto 
the southern escarpment when ordered and conform with the 
other battalions. Fourth Brigade was also going to advance into 
line with 6 Brigade, preparatory to capturing <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The assaulting troops moved off from the start line at 5 a.m., 
but 21 Battalion was not brought up until 10 a.m. Allen's 
orders were to prevent enemy movement from east to west, for 
the escarpments running in that direction were the main 
tactical features on this desert battlefield. Further south the 
flat country was being patrolled by 22 Armoured Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the 21 Battalion column picked its way along the ridge-top it passed through part of the area where 7 Armoured Support Group had been defeated and 5 South African Brigade 
overwhelmed. Derelict tanks, burnt-out trucks, and overturned 
field guns were silent reminders of a savage battle. The <hi rend="i">15th</hi> 
and <hi rend="i">21st Panzer Divisions</hi> had lost many tanks, but had carried 
on to raid into Egypt and later to capture 5 NZ Brigade Headquarters at <name key="name-004714" type="place">Sidi Azeiz</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's objective, about seven miles west of Point 175, 
was reached at midday. En route A Company had been able 
to replace the Bren guns, mortars, ammunition, and blankets 
lost at <name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name>. Three runabout cars, one with the engine 
still warm, and a truck were also added to B Echelon. The 
blankets were particularly welcome, for the nights were bitterly 
cold.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Company areas were allotted and patrols combed the wadis. 
No enemy were found in the immediate vicinity, but a wadi 
full was located two miles further west, in a position that might 
be a nuisance to troops advancing along the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
escarpment. Colonel Allen was ordered to move into a position 
where he could harass the enemy without committing himself 
to an action. This was done, and Lieutenant Smith, with a 
carrier and a patrol of platoon strength, was sent out to probe 
the area. They approached from several directions, but bounced 
off each time and, with instructions not to press the attack, left 
the enemy in possession.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Other patrols combed the wadis that indented the escarpment. Second-Lieutenant Cairns stumbled over a party of fifty 
mixed South African and German wounded under the care of
<pb xml:id="n123" n="123"/>
a German medical section. They were loaded into B Echelon 
trucks and taken to a main dressing station in Wadi esc Sciomar. 
The makeshift ambulances were bombed en route, but there 
were no casualties. The wounded were hurriedly unloaded, as 
there was a tank battle in the vicinity. The enemy wounded 
did not remain prisoners for long, as the dressing station was 
later captured.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The night found 21 Battalion dug in on the eastern portion 
of the southern escarpment, about four miles south-west of 
<name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> on the near side of <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>. Possibly there 
were enemy pockets between them; if the number of flares 
was any criterion, there was no doubt at all about the strength 
of the opposition east and north of <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> mosque.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba123a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21Ba123a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba123a-g"/>
            <head>
              <hi rend="sc">advance to sidi rezegh, 23–26 november 1941</hi>
            </head>
            <figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <p rend="indent">The Division was now in a position to attack the last obstacles 
on the road to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. The plan decided on was for 4 Brigade 
to take <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> and for 6 Brigade to clear the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
escarpment to a point above the mosque, then change direction 
and move north on <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. The operation was to be an 
attack in two phases and was to be made that night as follows:</p>
        <pb xml:id="n124" n="124"/>
        <list type="simple">
          <item>
            <p rend="hang">Phase 1: The occupation of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment to the point immediately above the mosque by 24 and 25 Battalions under Lieutenant-Colonel Shuttle-worth.<note xml:id="fn1-124" n="21"><p><name key="name-010648" type="person">Lt-Col C. Shuttleworth</name>, DSO, m.i.d.; born Wakefield, <date when="1907-01-19">19 Jan 1907</date>; Regular soldier; CO 24 Bn 23 Jan 1940–30 Nov 1941; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; died in <name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name> <date when="1945-05-15">15 May 1945</date>.</p></note> This position had to be in our hands before the relief of <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> could be seriously considered.</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p rend="hang">Phase 2: The capture of <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> by 21 and 26 Battalions under Lieutenant-Colonel Page.<note xml:id="fn2-124" n="22"><p>Brig J. R. Page, DSO, m.i.d.; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1908-05-10">10 May 1908</date>; Regular soldier; CO 26 Bn 15 May 1940–27 Nov 1941; wounded <date when="1941-11-27">27 Nov 1941</date>; Commandant, Northern Military District, 1950–52; Adjutant-General, Army HQ, <date when="1952-04">Apr 1952</date>-.</p></note>
</p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <p rend="indent">Sixth Brigade had to execute a very complicated manoeuvre 
calling for careful timing. Two battalions (24 and 25) had to 
move west and two (21 and 26) north, which meant that they 
had to cross each other's line and advance without colliding; 
as far as 21 Battalion was concerned, it had to march on compass bearings with four changes of direction.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen's orders, given at the company commanders' 
conference at midnight on 25–26 November, directed the companies to debus at the conclusion of the initial move in transport, and to form up with three companies abreast and one in 
reserve. Each company was to deploy with two platoons up 
and one in support, and the platoons were to adopt the same 
formation. B Company was to be on the right flank, D Company in the centre, C Company on the left flank, and A Company, which had suffered worst at <name key="name-003666" type="place">Bir Ghirba</name>, in reserve and 
escort for <name key="name-010588" type="organisation">47 Battery</name> <name key="name-010589" type="organisation">5 Field Regiment</name>, under command for 
the operation. The artillery Bren carriers and A Echelon trucks 
were to follow hard on the heels of the assaulting troops, and 
at first light the B Echelon transport, commanded by Major 
Fitzpatrick, was to move forward to the mosque. The Staff 
Captain of 6 Brigade would meet them there with further orders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An hour later the battalion moved in trucks across the slight 
depression between the escarpments to the edge of the Sidi 
Rezegh feature, where it was to meet a guide from <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name>. 
There was nobody there. Colonel Page was called on the wireless and the two commanders agreed that 21 Battalion would
<pb xml:id="n125" n="125"/>
move forward until it made contact with Colonel Shuttleworth's force, believed to be near the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> mosque. 
Page was not definite about his own exact position, and the 
combined effects of static and jamming prevented either commander from getting a clear idea of the other's location.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Deploying a battalion after an approach night march and 
without start lines is not easy; with the added distractions of 
shells passing low overhead, the rattle of musketry in the near 
distance, and a menacingly inscrutable obstacle ahead, it is 
extremely difficult. B Company, which had the farthest to go, 
was not ready when Colonel Allen passed the word to move off. 
He then went on ahead, with Battalion Headquarters and the 
Pioneer Platoon for protection, in search of Colonel Shuttleworth.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Yeoman, as soon as B Company was ready, looked 
for somebody to report to, but could find nobody so decided to 
carry on. The noise of the transport following behind B Company brought down some indiscriminate shelling, but casualties 
were light and the troops climbed with determination towards 
the continuous enemy flares colouring the cloudy moonlight.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before the top was crossed B Company passed through mixed 
elements of 24 and 25 Battalions dug in and out of touch with 
their units. Actually Phase 1 of the operation had partly failed 
and the line was being consolidated about a thousand yards 
short of the objective. The 21st Battalion was therefore behind 
the enemy lines but, owing to the wireless breakdown, Colonel 
Allen was not informed that Phase 2 had been postponed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Completely unaware that anything was amiss, the Colonel 
had reached the bottom of the escarpment in search of 26 Battalion. The descent was too steep for wheeled transport, so 
Captain Dutton returned with instructions for it to report back 
to Major Fitzpatrick, waiting for daylight in the slight depression south of the escarpment with the B Echelon. He met 
Captain Yeoman, and B Company pushed on to join the commanding officer. When it came to a road that ran from the 
airfield along the top of the escarpment, however, it encountered a heavy concentration of artillery and machine-gun fire, 
extending for about a hundred yards on each side of the road. 
Dutton got his troops across whenever the fire slackened but, 
by the time they were all through, the company was some-
<pb xml:id="n126" n="126"/>
what dispersed. Part had carried on down the escarpment on 
to the flat, while the rest waited for their commander. Day 
was breaking and Captain Dutton ordered everybody to get 
to the bottom of the escarpment. They were sitting shots on 
the skyline and casualties were heavy. Some dropped behind 
any cover they saw, some followed Dutton into one wadi, others 
followed Sergeant Lord<note xml:id="fn1-126" n="23"><p>2 Lt S. V. Lord, DCM; Frankton Junction; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1906-03-22">22 Mar 1906</date>; labourer.</p></note> into another.</p>
        <p rend="indent">D Company reached the bottom of the escarpment safely 
after a brush with a pocket of Italians. Although the company 
was advancing quietly it must have been heard, for the Italians 
were chattering like a cage-full of monkeys and throwing 
grenades indiscriminately; they were obviously uncertain both 
of themselves and of the identity of the troops lying silently 
near them. Colonel Allen came along at this moment and 
Captain Trolove asked what should be done about the Italians. 
‘Fix bayonets and clean them out’, was the reply. The leading 
platoon, commanded by Sergeant <name key="name-010679" type="person">Wallace</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-126" n="24"><p><name key="name-010679" type="person">Sgt C. B. Wallace</name>; born NZ <date when="1906-12-08">8 Dec 1906</date>; storeman; three times wounded; died of wounds <date when="1943-01-01">1 Jan 1943</date>.</p></note> was given the job 
and it took several prisoners. While the attack was going forward Captain Trolove was wounded by a grenade. The company formation was broken by the encounter and Second- 
Lieutenant Hargrave, unable to locate Captain <name key="name-010673" type="person">Turtill</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-126" n="25"><p><name key="name-010673" type="person">Capt A. C. Turtill</name>; born England, <date when="1909-07-07">7 Jul 1909</date>; chiropractor; killed in action <date when="1941-11-29">29 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> asked 
Colonel Allen for instructions. He was told to leave a runner 
with the Colonel and to carry on as far as the Trigh Capuzzo 
and wait there for the rest of the battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">C Company, on the left flank, did not encounter any opposition until it was almost in the valley at the bottom of the 
escarpment in front of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> mosque. It is a hard 
thing to keep contact at night under any circumstances, but 
especially so when marching on a bearing with no fixed points 
to tie to, across unknown country broken with gullies and spurs, 
and with some companies fighting to get through and others 
meeting no resistance. C Company lost touch with D Company 
and was widely dispersed. The forward elements of the company halted in the shelter of a wadi at the bottom of the escarpment, while Captain Tongue went forward to investigate.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n127" n="127"/>
        <p rend="indent">The position at dawn, therefore, was that B Company was 
in three groups, two in wadis and one some distance forward 
on the flat ground north of the escarpment, with odd parties 
scattered behind cover on the escarpment. The majority of 
D Company was lying in dead ground near the Trigh Capuzzo 
and 400 yards from the bottom of the escarpment. Most of 
C Company was sheltering in a wadi near the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
mosque waiting for Captain Tongue.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Corporal Olde describes the fate of B Company:</p>
        <p rend="indent">About ten of us under Sgt. Lord went into a crevasse in the 
escarpment to try and find out our position. We found that we 
were … practically surrounded by enemy on all sides but one, 
and drew fire if we made a movement. We could look on to a flat 
and saw some of our company dug in down there but the enemy 
concentrated heavy mortar fire on them and then drove out and 
captured them…. We stayed in our crevasse until noon then 
crept along a gully and met up with some ‘A’ Company personnel, 
and some more of our own chaps.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the meantime A Company had reinforced <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> 
(as will be described later) and was on the extreme left flank.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Daylight found D Company stranded with over 400 yards 
of open country between it and the escarpment. Second- 
Lieutenant Hargrave decided to move eastwards, hoping that 
the sun would upset the aim of the enemy seen digging in 
about a hundred yards in front. As soon as the company began 
to move, however, it was shot at from all sides. Sergeant 
Robertson, at the rear, was killed instantly, and almost at 
the same moment Hargrave was wounded. Movement was 
impossible, and the survivors, about fifty strong, were taken 
prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Tongue had returned from his fruitless quest for 
information when Colonel Allen and Captain Dutton arrived. 
The commanders discussed the situation and decided that 
C Company should pull back. The CO and the Adjutant 
returned to Battalion Headquarters and Tongue gathered up 
all the troops he could find, about one hundred all ranks. The 
light was growing fast, they were fired on, and there were many
<pb xml:id="n128" n="128"/>
casualties. Men were seen on the skyline shaking blankets and 
moving about. They were Germans, and the company fixed 
bayonets and charged uphill. It was a bloody affair with 
grenades, bayonets and rifle butts, and when it was over there 
were 29 survivors, nine of whom were wounded, and five 
German prisoners. C Company, carrying its wounded, moved 
down the slight reverse slope. Lieutenant Smith, who was in 
the lead, saw men and vehicles ahead and went cautiously 
forward to investigate. They were from 6 Brigade, and the first 
man he met was one whom he had last seen working on his 
home farm. Captain Tongue reported to Brigade Headquarters, 
was put into brigade reserve, and for the first time found that 
the second phase of the attack had been cancelled.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The CO and Adjutant returned to Battalion Headquarters. 
The runner may have been sent—in all probability was—to 
D Company, warning it that something was amiss and to 
return. If so, he did not reach the company. Colonel Allen 
and his headquarters moved east, looking for B Company, but 
passed it and, when they in turn were caught out in the open 
by daylight, took shelter in a wadi. The 26th Battalion, dug 
in on the escarpment above, noticed Allen's predicament. 
Colonel Page put on an attack by his C Company and, with 
a loss of 22 casualties, subdued the enemy fire sufficiently for 
the 21 Battalion troops to get onto the escarpment.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile Major Fitzpatrick, waiting in the slight depression 
south of the escarpment with B Echelon, heard the rumble of 
wheeled traffic and thought it was the enemy on the move. 
It was, of course, the artillery Bren carriers and A Company, 
which had been turned back by Captain Dutton. The column 
missed the depression in the darkness and eventually reported 
to Brigade Headquarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">B Echelon, now under undirected and spasmodic fire, dug 
in and watched the fireworks display of tracer and Very lights 
above them. A little before first light they moved up a narrow 
defile, passed through elements of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, and met some 
carriers heavily in action. There was no sign of the brigade 
B Echelon, and while Major Fitzpatrick was scouting round 
for information, a panic message from somebody in a staff car 
sent the vehicles streaming back. Captain Panckhurst stopped
<pb xml:id="n129" n="129"/>
them near the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> airstrip and, by the time Major 
Fitzpatrick arrived, had them sorted out again. A wireless van 
came up and a message from Brigade instructed the B Echelon 
to report to the brigade dispersal area east of the airstrip, 
where it had moved during the night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A Company, the only organised company remaining of 
21 Battalion, was sent up the ridge to reinforce <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>. 
Upon its arrival at that battalion's headquarters about 8 a.m., 
it was sent with the carrier platoon from <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> to support <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>, commanded by Major <name key="name-010372" type="person">Burton</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-129" n="26"><p><name key="name-010372" type="person">Lt-Col H. G. Burton</name>, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1899-12-01">1 Dec 1899</date>; plumber; NZ Mounted Rifles 1918–19; actg CO 25 Bn 23 Nov-6 Dec 1941; CO 25 Bn 24 Jul-11 Sep 1942; CO 1 and 2 Trg Units <date when="1944">1944</date>.</p></note> and dug 
in north-west of the airfield. The company found <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> 
hard pressed; shells were falling fast in the area and the position 
was overlooked by a slightly higher section of the escarpment, 
and small-arms fire was increasing hourly from that direction. 
The battalion mortars put down a smoke screen, and A Company, supported on the flanks by the carrier platoons of 24 and 
25 Battalions, seized the high ground and dug in.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was about this time that Sergeant Lord, with his dozen 
survivors of B Company, arrived in A Company's area. They 
had not yet had an opportunity of firing a shot and were not 
displeased when Captain Ferguson pointed out a machine-gun post that was giving trouble further along the ridge. Lord 
and his party stalked the post and silenced it at a cost of three 
killed and two wounded, one seriously. They found a stretcher 
and carried the seriously wounded man to an artillery field 
dressing station, after which they reported to Battalion Headquarters where, in the words of Corporal Olde, ‘We had a 
welcome hot meal of meat stew and rice pudding, as we hadn't 
had a cup of tea or a hot meal for two days.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">Down in the valley behind the brigade B Echelon area 
21 Battalion spent 26 November reorganising. Survivors of the 
three companies who had managed to regain the top of the 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment made their way by various routes back 
to the unit, and by nightfall, as far as could be ascertained, the 
strength was 14 officers and 424 other ranks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen reported back to Brigade Headquarters about
<pb xml:id="n130" n="130"/>
3 p.m. and found the Brigadier in conference with his other 
commanders. Another attack on the vital area above the 
mosque was being prepared: 24 and 26 Battalions were to 
advance west for two miles, and <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> was to join 
21 Battalion in brigade reserve. A Company 21 Battalion, 
reinforced by 15 Platoon C Company, was to come under 
command of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> for the operation. The plan was for 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> to clear the ridgetop and for <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> to 
advance across the wadis on the northern slopes as far as the 
point overlooking the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> mosque.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The moon was just rising when the attack began. The 26th 
Battalion met stiff opposition all the way, but cleared each 
wadi with bayonet, grenade and tommy gun. The <hi rend="i">Bersaglieri</hi> 
fought bravely and no quarter was asked or given.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 24th Battalion had an easier time in the early stages. 
After being pushed off the higher country the previous day, 
the enemy had withdrawn some distance west to prepared positions above the mosque. The battalion pushed on with determination to a point south of the eminence, where the enemy 
was waiting, and went in with the bayonet. It was another 
bloody affair with grenades, cold steel and rifle butts, and, 
when the position was finally captured, A Company 21 Battalion was down to fewer than forty men.</p>
        <p rend="indent">But the corridor to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> had been opened. The 19th Battalion had linked up with 70 Division.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The operations up to this stage could be summarised as 
follows: The struggle for the all-important <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment had started with the attack by <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>, supported 
later by <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, on Point 175 on 23–24 November. At 
heavy cost this feature had been captured, but then it had been 
found that enemy fire from the Blockhouse further west along 
the escarpment had made the hold on the position precarious 
and expensive. The Blockhouse had been taken in the second 
big attack, made on 25 November. Then the night attack on 
25–26 November had been undertaken with the intention of 
seizing the whole of the escarpment, breaking through to Ed 
Duda, and linking up with the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison. This had 
partly failed, and through lack of communications 21 Battalion 
had gone too far and had suffered severely. The final attack
<pb xml:id="n131" n="131"/>
on the night of 26–27 November had captured the commanding 
position above the mosque, and the tactical advantages gained 
were some compensation for the terrible price that had been paid.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A light rain fell all day on 27 November, and the depleted 
platoons of A Company 21 Battalion dug themselves in on Sidi 
Rezegh under desultory long-distance shelling. The German 
armour was returning from its raid into Egypt. Sixth Brigade 
was reorganising. The 21st and 25th Battalions were to form 
a composite battalion under the command of Colonel Allen, 
with two rifle companies from each and a composite headquarters company. B and C Companies 21 Battalion were 
merged and arrangements were made with <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> for 
the relief at last light of A Company, which would merge with 
D Company. The 25th Battalion made similar dispositions but, 
owing to the distance between the two battalion areas, Colonel 
Allen's command was divided into two parts, one in front and 
one behind the vehicle dispersal area. A warning order was 
received for 21 Battalion to be ready to relieve <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> 
after dark, but it was later countermanded and A Company 
stayed on the escarpment with Colonel Shuttleworth.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen left the battalion area to visit A Company. 
Major Burton, who was commanding the remnants of 25 Battalion, writes:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Just before dark Colonel Allen came up in his car and told me 
he was going out to see some of his men who were some distance 
away. He told me the direction he was going, and I advised him 
not to go. Some of our troops who had just reported in stated they 
had contacted enemy in large numbers in that direction. ‘The boys 
will be expecting me, so I must go,’ he said, and with a wave of 
his hand he entered his car and he and his driver set off into the blue.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The driver (<name key="name-010395" type="person">Clegg</name><note xml:id="fn1-131" n="27"><p><name key="name-010395" type="person">L-Cpl F. Clegg</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1910-03-26">26 Mar 1910</date>; labourer.</p></note>) returned at daylight saying that Colonel 
Allen had left the car and failed to return, though he had 
waited for ten hours. Major Fitzpatrick took command in the 
meantime, and the amalgamation of 21 and 25 Battalions was 
cancelled.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The night was as quiet as the day in 21 Battalion's sector.
<pb xml:id="n132" n="132"/>
The rain stopped and Friday 28 November dawned with the 
promise of a warm winter's day after a cold night. But the 
stillness did not last. The Division still held two of the three 
escarpments, but there were not enough troops to man the 
third and most southerly of them, though 1 South African 
Brigade was expected hourly with the mission of guarding that 
vulnerable flank. About 9 a.m. a convoy of vehicles was seen 
on the escarpment moving west. It was assumed that the South 
Africans had got up as promised, but they were coming from 
the wrong direction, not that any direction was very right or 
very wrong in the confused battle. It was difficult in the haze 
to distinguish between friendly and enemy vehicles, and our 
artillery was silent. The convoy disappeared over the brow of 
the escarpment and soon shells were registering on the Sidi 
Rezegh escarpment. The enemy had returned to the attack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">With A Company still detached, Major Fitzpatrick formed 
the battalion into two rifle companies, each about forty strong, 
and a headquarters company. Captain Tongue commanded 
C Company, Captain Turtill D Company, and Captain Panckhurst Headquarters Company.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen's absence was explained when <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> 
decided to clean out an enemy pocket that had twice defied 
capture. It was a concreted strongpoint with slits that commanded the landing ground to the south and the valley across 
to <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> to the north-west. The third attempt, assisted by 
a troop of 25-pounders was successful, and <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name> captured 70 Germans, recaptured 23 of our troops who had been 
held prisoner, and found Allen's bullet-riddled body. He may 
have miscalculated the distance or, as is more likely, thought 
the wadi was unoccupied and offered a short cut to A Company. 
The news cast a gloom over the battalion. It had lost a brave 
man, a good soldier, and a commanding officer whose first 
thoughts were always for his ‘boys’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Now that the enemy was on the southern escarpment he 
could make it very hard for any troops to live on the ground 
below it, and with fire coming from two directions, the front 
(west) and the rear (east-south-east), the reserve position was 
becoming untenable. Most attention was being paid to Sidi 
Rezegh, however, and the volume of fire directed against 24 and
<pb xml:id="n133" n="133"/>
26 Battalions increased hourly. Early in the afternoon an 
infantry attack from both south and west developed against 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, which was holding the extreme western end of 
the position. The troops were dug in facing north and had to 
hurriedly readjust their position under a concentration of 
artillery, infantry gun and mortar fire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Ferguson had divided his company plus 15 Platoon 
into four sections, with about ten men in each. Lieutenant 
Hutchinson, with No. 4 Section, remained in position while 
the others moved out and attempted to dig new weapon pits 
under heavy fire. It was an impossible task in the time available on that stony ground, with the enemy less than a thousand 
yards away. D Company <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> had also moved out to 
face the threat, and a number of men were hit while they were 
hastily making sangars. The converging attack made steady 
progress and our casualties mounted; when the two companies 
were finally overwhelmed, A Company consisted of two officers, 
no NCOs at all, and 20 men. The 24th Battalion finally drove 
off the attack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Barrowclough decided to move his headquarters 
to a safer position north of <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>. Major Fitzpatrick was 
ordered to move on foot and to take only enough vehicles to 
carry arms and ammunition to a defensive position at Point 175. 
The balance of the transport would remain and move with 
Brigade to the new dispersal area. Six tanks (Major O'Neill) 
were placed under command, and seven anti-tank guns from 
259 Battery RA (Major McKenzie) would be waiting to report 
at Point 175.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was about 10 p.m. when the column started for Point 175. 
The night was dark and the sky overcast. Occasional shells 
exploded in the sand and random bullets whispered overhead. 
A platoon in extended line followed the guides, with the rest 
of the battalion in column of platoons, tanks on the left in line 
ahead, carriers on the right, and transport in the rear. After 
they had travelled the estimated distance, about three and a 
half miles, Point 175 failed to show up, so the column was 
halted while reconnaissance parties felt their way forward but 
failed to locate any landmark. Brigade was raised by W/T 
(wireless telegraphy) and agreed to the suggestion that the
<pb xml:id="n134" n="134"/>
column remain where it was until daylight. Transport was 
heard moving and Very lights were seen going up on all sides, 
but recognition signals had yet to be devised and each column 
carefully avoided the other. A close laager was formed, with 
tanks on the outside, until a liaison officer accompanied by 
Major McKenzie stumbled across them and guided the battalion to its destination.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion B Echelon was guided by Captain Panckhurst. 
The brigade transport column halted several times and on 
arrival Panckhurst was horrified to find he had only six trucks. 
The others arrived later at the dispersal area, still under the 
impression that the head of the column had been overrun and 
captured by enemy tanks. What actually happened was that a 
driver had gone to sleep at one of the halts and only the vehicles 
in front of him had moved.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At first light a defensive position was organised. The enemy 
who had been driven off Point 175 by <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> had dug 
plenty of trenches, and those most suitable for the purpose were 
taken over by the new occupants. The battalion was spread 
in a semicircle, with Captain Tongue's company facing south 
towards the positions vacated during the night, and a platoon 
twelve strong—the remnants of D Company under Sergeant 
Lord—about 400 yards nearer the Blockhouse to take care of 
the flank and rear; Captain Turtill's company, facing east, 
completed the arc, with the carriers extending his left flank to 
the escarpment. The tanks were just behind the northern side 
of the escarpment, and the anti-tank guns were disposed in 
depth covering each other.</p>
        <p rend="indent">To the east there were unknown troops moving along the 
same escarpment over which the battalion had travelled from 
Bir el Chleta; there were more troops around the Blockhouse 
on the right, but these were identified as <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>. With 
both sides jamming each other's wireless, with front, rear and 
flanks always changing, and with each side using the other's 
transport with the utmost impartiality, every vehicle had to be 
assumed hostile.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010519" type="person">King</name><note xml:id="fn1-134" n="28"><p><name key="name-010519" type="person">Maj W. K. King</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1905-03-17">17 Mar 1905</date>; traffic inspector.</p></note> discovered the truth of this when 
he was returning to look for the portion of the battalion transport 
<pb xml:id="n135" n="135"/>
that, as far as he knew, had not yet arrived. Incidentally 
his batman and kit were also missing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Moving in the same general westerly direction was a column 
with three Dodge pick-ups on the flank—undoubtedly the 
South Africans. King's driver (<name key="name-010646" type="person">Sheehan</name><note xml:id="fn1-135" n="29"><p><name key="name-010646" type="person">Cpl J. J. Sheehan</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born NZ <date when="1919-06-08">8 Jun 1919</date>; wounded <date when="1942-07-02">2 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note>) moved cautiously 
until they were within sixty yards of the column, when a rifle 
bullet through the door of the car convinced them that a mistake 
had been made and a speedy withdrawal called for.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The next lone vehicle on 21 Battalion's front was not so 
lucky. Second-Lieutenant <name key="name-010565" type="person">Money</name><note xml:id="fn2-135" n="30"><p><name key="name-010565" type="person">Capt J. H. Money</name>; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born England, <date when="1905-11-17">17 Nov 1905</date>; newspaper representative; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> and Privates Bob <name key="name-010593" type="person">Nicol</name><note xml:id="fn3-135" n="31"><p><name key="name-010593" type="person">L-Cpl R. S. Nicol</name>, m.i.d.; Mufulira, Northern Rhodesia; born <name key="name-120107" type="place">Whakatane</name>, <date when="1919-02-18">18 Feb 1919</date>; wounded <date when="1942-07-31">31 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> 
and Cliff <name key="name-010676" type="person">Vause</name><note xml:id="fn4-135" n="32"><p><name key="name-010676" type="person">Pte C. Vause</name>; <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>; born <name key="name-120092" type="place">Dargaville</name>, <date when="1917-06-12">12 Jun 1917</date>; grocer's assistant; wounded <date when="1943-04-06">6 Apr 1943</date>.</p></note> were out forward looking for a good observation post for the ‘I’ section when they noticed a car approaching. 
When about 200 yards away the occupants were seen to be 
wearing German caps, and the section immediately opened fire. 
The car stopped and three men dropped into a slit trench. 
The section went forward to investigate and found one German 
wounded and two others with their hands in the air; one of these 
was wearing a general's epaulettes. The prisoners were bundled 
back into their car and driven to Battalion Headquarters, who 
rang Brigade and reported that a German general, complete 
with car, papers and maps, was being sent in. A quick search 
of the general's Mercedes-Benz showed that he had done very 
well for himself from our supply dumps, with a tin of Aulsebrook's biscuits, some cartons of South African cigarettes, a 
case of Crosse and Blackwell's tinned delicacies, a bottle of 
Greek brandy and a jar of rum. As it was considered that they 
were of no military significance, these were retained at Battalion 
Headquarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The capture was an extremely important event, almost as 
important as taking Rommel himself. The prisoner was General 
von Ravenstein, commander of <hi rend="i"><name key="name-000874" type="organisation">21 Panzer Division</name></hi>, and the marked 
maps and plans he carried warned <name key="name-006644" type="place">Divisional Headquarters</name> 
of the coming efforts to destroy the New Zealand Division.<note xml:id="fn5-135" n="33"><p>See account by J. H. Money, <ref target="#b1">Appendix I</ref>.</p></note>
</p>
        <pb xml:id="n136" n="136"/>
        <p rend="indent">During the first part of the morning everything was quiet 
around Point 175. From the north-west there were sounds of 
a tank battle and shells were bursting on <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> Ridge. 
Lieutenant King gave the first warning that the quietness was 
not going to last. He came rapidly in in his pick-up from the 
direction of Wadi esc Sciomar, yelling that the b——Jerries 
were coming.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Making good use of the cover afforded by the southern ridge, 
the enemy had worked around into Wadi esc Sciomar and had 
captured the New Zealand main dressing station located there. 
The artillery was not able to bring down fire owing to the 
presence of hundreds of our own wounded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">D Company blew the sand off the sights of their rifles and 
watched the edge of the wadi. Very shortly approximately two 
companies of German infantry shook out into extended order 
and, supported by four Italian 65s and some mortars, began 
to advance. D Company's fire was too accurate and the attack 
faltered and failed before the enemy was within 500 yards of 
his objective. The company's casualties were few but included 
Captain Turtill killed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Towards midday Brigade rang up and said another attempt 
was likely, that some machine guns would be sent up, and that 
‘Our football friends’ were not far away and would move on 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> via Point 175. An artillery forward observation 
officer also reported.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The attack that had been forecast developed from the south-east at 2 p.m., and was supported by manhandled mortars 
moving behind the infantry and several mobile machine guns. 
It was a much heavier attack than the previous one and made 
steady progress. Three of the supporting tanks went out to 
shoot up the enemy infantry, but one went up on a mine, 
another returned in flames, and the third parked itself among 
some derelicts of the previous battle, where it was soon silenced 
by boldly handled anti-tank guns. The timely arrival of the 
promised machine guns helped to turn the scale, but not before 
some of D Company's posts were captured.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When the situation in D Company's sector was reported, 
Major Fitzpatrick sent Captain Dutton with the Battalion 
Headquarters staff, except a signaller at the telephone and a
<pb xml:id="n137" n="137"/>
few stretcher-bearers, to stiffen the line; and Second-Lieutenant 
Cairns left the carriers to become Adjutant.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Private Graham <name key="name-010454" type="person">Goad</name><note xml:id="fn1-137" n="34"><p><name key="name-010454" type="person">Pte G. H. Goad</name>, DCM; born England, <date when="1910-12-28">28 Dec 1910</date>; carpenter; died of wounds <date when="1942-06-26">26 Jun 1942</date>.</p></note> helped materially in repulsing the 
attack on D Company. His post was surrounded and he could 
have surrendered without dishonour. At one stage he rang 
through and said there appeared to be no alternative but to 
surrender, but he hung on. When the attack fell away the 
machine-gun posts remained well forward and restricted all 
movement. The guns were being directed on to them, but 
some were in positions that could not be seen by the forward 
observation officer. Goad stood up whenever a shell was due 
to land, noted the fall and phoned directions through Battalion 
Headquarters direct to the battery until the machine guns were 
all knocked out. When the enemy finally withdrew there was 
only one tank left, and the English anti-tank guns were all 
silent, with their crews dead alongside them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion reorganised, the wounded were got away, and 
General von Ravenstein's rum jar and delicacies provided an 
issue for the tired troops. Major Fitzpatrick was looking over 
the position when a runner brought a message from Second- 
Lieutenant Cairns to the effect that a column was approaching 
from the east. The CO returned to Battalion Headquarters 
while the Adjutant got through to Brigade with the information. 
Brigade said it was probably the South Africans who had been 
expected all day.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The column approaching at a steady six miles an hour was 
keenly watched. Brigade had mentioned that the South Africans would be easily identified by their Marmon-Harrington 
armoured cars, and there were cars with high turrets leading 
the column. The turrets were open and men wearing berets 
were sitting on top waving friendly greetings. The guns were 
given a range and bearing and a carrier patrol was ordered 
out to make a positive identification.</p>
        <p rend="indent">D Company, quite sure that the South Africans had got up 
at last, left their trenches and ran forward to welcome them 
with their steel helmets held high on their rifles, the recognised 
method of identification. Suddenly the turret lids were slammed 
<pb xml:id="n138" n="138"/>
down and the astounded troops were being fired upon. 
The forward observation officer yelled for fire, but his set must 
have failed for no fire came. Fitzpatrick put a frantic message 
through on the telephone to the guns, but could get no connection. As a last resort he rang Brigade to get the guns firing. 
Still no fire came, and the tanks behind the armoured cars 
were among the troops with their guns trained on the helpless 
men. Those who were furthest from the enemy ran an 80-yard 
gauntlet to the edge of the escarpment and scrambled down 
into the wadis.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Corporal Olde describes his escape:</p>
        <p rend="indent">About 5 o'clock in the afternoon we heard a lot of shouting 
where “C” Company were situated, and on Sgt. Lord having a 
look through his field glasses found that the enemy had surrounded 
“C” Company and taken them prisoners, so our platoon was called 
together and we made off down a gully chased by an enemy 
armoured car, but the gully and darkness was in our favour. Then 
a brilliant moon came up and we set our bearing upon <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> 
and had been travelling about 2 hours when we sighted a truck 
in the distance, and were able to creep up unseen till we heard 
the personnel in the truck speaking English and found to our relief 
they were from the 6th Brigade artillery picking up their phone wire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The leading tanks were within sixty yards of Battalion Headquarters when Major Fitzpatrick again rang Brigade, told them 
what had happened, and asked for instructions. He was told 
to ‘Do the sensible thing’, and with the Adjutant joined the 
others at the bottom of the wadi. There they met the commander of the anti-tank battery with a pick-up and two guns 
on portées. He had been gathering scratch crews for replacements, but as they were not needed now, took the party to 
Brigade Headquarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A few more stragglers came in during the night, and in the 
morning of the 30th 21 Battalion was once more reorganised. 
The roll was answered by five officers and 177 other ranks, with 
40 vehicles and three carriers. Fitzpatrick divided them into 
two companies: No. 1 Company, 60 strong, under Second- 
Lieutenant <name key="name-010335" type="person">Anderson</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-138" n="35"><p><name key="name-010335" type="person">Lt H. K. Anderson</name>; <name key="name-021323" type="place">Mangere</name>; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1904-09-13">13 Sep 1904</date>; farmer; wounded <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> with Second-Lieutenant King as
<pb xml:id="n139" n="139"/>
second-in-command; No. 2 Company, 49 strong, commanded 
by Captain Panckhurst. There was no headquarters company. 
The battalion transport, now commanded by Sergeant Gorrie, 
was faced north-east, the only direction from which no fire was 
coming, with instructions to keep the vehicles in running order.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The area was under sporadic shellfire, and Anderson was 
wounded before the rearrangement was completed. Second- 
Lieutenant Cairns took his place, leaving the commanding 
officer without an adjutant. Battalion Headquarters then consisted of Major Fitzpatrick and three runners.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a day of anxiety that ended on a note of tragedy. 
Both 4 and 6 Brigades were under close enemy observation 
from Point 175; their hold on <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> was shaken; and terrific 
tank battles were being fought to the west and south. At dusk 
24 and 26 Battalions were overrun and the keypoint at Sidi 
Rezegh was lost.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Barrowclough asked permission to take his shattered 
brigade into <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> and was refused. The orders to keep the 
corridor open at any cost still stood. Major Fitzpatrick was 
instructed to move to a defensive position on the brigade 
perimeter facing <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> and west of the vehicle park. 
The cooks, spare drivers, batmen and ‘odds and sods’ that 
largely composed 21 Battalion dug fire pits in front of three 
25-pounders that fired until either silenced when red hot or 
out of ammunition. The rest of the artillery, which in daylight 
would have been under direct observation, was moved west, 
and a hopeless dawn drew near.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was a mist over the battlefield at daybreak on 1 December. As soon as the sun cleared the air the enemy put down 
such a concentration of fire on the perimeter that movement was 
impossible. At 7.15 a.m. four lines of tanks with infantry following moved towards 21 Battalion. They were engaged with all 
weapons available, including three damaged tanks which fired 
until they were out of ammunition. The enemy tanks turned 
away at sixty yards, but rallied again and moved diagonally 
across the battalion front towards the <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> spur.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At that moment another column of tanks, appearing on top 
of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment, began to move down behind 
the perimeter. Beyond all doubt this was the end of 6 Brigade.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n140" n="140"/>
        <p rend="indent">Resignation changed to jubilation, however, when the enemy 
began to shell the advancing column. It was not the first time 
that tanks on the same side had shelled each other, but through 
the haze it was seen that the newcomers were flying the pennant 
of British tanks. Some passed immediately behind 21 Battalion, 
with their guns blazing, but their armour was light and several 
were soon burning. The rest moved into the area occupied by 
Brigade Headquarters, and as they went forward the oddments 
of Brigade Headquarters, cooks, batmen, drivers and orderlies, 
went on with them without waiting for instructions. Brigadier 
Barrowclough wanted the tanks to continue the attack, but their 
commander's instruction was to cover the withdrawal of 6 Brigade. Fourth Brigade was split in two and was no longer on 
<name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> Ridge. There was nothing to do but accept the 
inevitable.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Major Fitzpatrick was ordered to get 21 Battalion into as 
few trucks as possible and to move with Brigade Headquarters. 
There were 16 more casualties while the men were getting from 
the trenches to the vehicles. Both company commanders were 
wounded, but managed to keep going as far as the battalion 
transport, where Second-Lieutenant Cairns was left with the 
RAP truck. Captain Panckhurst remained with the unit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The tanks, whose commander had taken control of the operations, directed the brigade transport along a route between 
Point 175 and the Blockhouse, under the impression that the 
enemy had been cleared from there and the route was safe. As 
the leading trucks came out of the shelter of a wadi onto the 
escarpment, they were met with murderous fire and were shot 
to pieces. Fortunately the smoke from the burning vehicles 
formed a screen while the column turned and swept down 
again. A safer route was taken north to <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name>, the location 
of 4 Brigade and New Zealand Division's battle headquarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Troop-carrying vehicles were mixed with tanks, cars and 
carriers, and while 21 Battalion was getting sorted out, a liaison 
officer appeared with a message to bring the transport to the 
top of the escarpment and to put the men on the left flank. 
The area was being shelled and Major Fitzpatrick was wounded, 
but he remained with the unit. Second-Lieutenant King, who 
was now the only unwounded officer in the battalion, took 
charge while the tired troops dug a defensive position.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n141" n="141"/>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile a conference was being held at Divisional Headquarters. Tanks and lorried infantry were closing in from 
north, west and south. There were only two courses left—either 
to try to fight through to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> in the darkness, or to move 
south-east behind 4 Armoured Brigade and make for some 
place where the Division could refit. The latter course was 
decided upon and Corps informed: ‘Remnants of Division at 
<name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name>. After dark will attempt break out direction Bir bu 
Deheua. If unsuccessful will attempt break out west.’ Sixth 
Brigade travelled 42 miles south-east before daylight. The 
cooks produced something hot for breakfast and the march 
continued safely to the border wire, where Major Harding met 
and took command of what was left of 21 Battalion—fewer than 
150 all ranks, including walking wounded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While the column travelled east into Egypt the battle for 
<name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> continued. Two attempts by the enemy to relieve the 
frontier garrisons were defeated, one by 5 NZ Brigade and the 
other by 5 Indian Brigade. <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> regrouped and Rommel, after an abortive attack on the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> salient, accepted 
the position and began to retire. The same day as the enemy 
withdrawal began in earnest (6 December), 21 Battalion arrived 
back in the old lines at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>. With the possible exception 
of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> was probably the hardest-fought battle 
of the whole war, but the survivors wear no ‘8’ clasp on their 
Africa Star. Somebody or other decided that <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> did 
not really come into existence until the Battle of <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's casualties in <date when="1941-11">November 1941</date> were: 80 killed 
or died of wounds, 126 wounded, and 167 prisoners of war (of 
whom 18 were wounded and 19 died), making a total of 373.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n142" n="142"/>
      <div xml:id="c6" type="chapter">
        <head>CHAPTER 6<lb/>
Syrian Interlude</head>
        <p><hi rend="sc">The</hi> corridor to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> had been opened by 2 New Zealand 
Division, closed by the enemy, and then reopened by 
<name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name>. Rommel, with half his <hi rend="i"><name key="name-006122" type="organisation">Afrika Korps</name></hi> and two-thirds of his Italian allies destroyed, had retreated from Cyrenaica and was regrouping behind the <name key="name-002754" type="place">El Agheila</name> line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel S. F. <name key="name-010332" type="person">Allen</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-142" n="1"><p><name key="name-010332" type="person">Brig S. F. Allen</name>, OBE, m.i.d.; born Liverpool, <date when="1897-05-17">17 May 1897</date>; Regular soldier; CO 2 NZEF Sigs Sep 1939-Sep 1941; 21 Bn 7 Dec 1941-10 May 1942, 12 Jun-15 Jul 1942; comd 5 Bde 10 May-12 Jun 1942; killed in action <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> who had previously commanded the. 
Divisional Signals, took command of 21 Battalion on 7 December. He was an Englishman by birth and a soldier by profession; 
he had had many years of service as a Regular soldier in the 
New Zealand Staff Corps and had often applied for transfer 
to a more active command. He was soon known to the troops 
affectionately as ‘Soldier Sam’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A battalion precedent had been established in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> by men 
returning unexpectedly after having been written off as lost. 
It was maintained on 9 December, when 118 ex-prisoners of 
war reported to Battalion Headquarters. After capture the 
officers had been separated from the troops and had been kept 
for five days at the bottom of a well near <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> before being 
taken to <name key="name-002931" type="place">Benghazi</name> and then to <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>. The men had been dragged around the desert for a week by their Italian captors, themselves on the run, until recaptured by a patrol of the Scots Greys.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A reinforcement draft of 20 officers and 320 other ranks 
arrived the following day, and the battalion began rebuilding 
for the third time. It reverted to the command of 5 Brigade, 
which returned from <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name> on 30 December, and ended 
a year of reverses and disasters with an all-arms pyrotechnic 
display on New Year's Eve.</p>
        <p rend="indent">And what of the morale of a unit that had fought three 
campaigns and been cut to pieces in each one? The troops felt 
that they had had a raw deal in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>, but
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the feeling engendered a manner and a loyalty that is best 
explained by what happened after <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name>'s inspection on Christmas Eve. After the parade the GOC addressed 
the officers, and his remarks began something like: ‘You look 
a tough lot. You'll need to be. Not many came back 
last time.’ 
The men got to know of the General's opening words, and for 
days they greeted one another with self-critical ironic humour: 
‘You look a tough lot. You'll need to be. Not many came back 
last time. There'll be none next time.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">The new year was ushered in with a terrific sandstorm, 
followed by wet, wintry weather, but there was a rumour of 
a move away from the Desert and a tour of duty in <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. 
The first leg of what was hoped to be at least a move out of 
the sandy wastes of the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name> began on 3 January, 
when an advance party under Lieutenant <name key="name-010691" type="person">West-Watson</name><note xml:id="fn1-143" n="2"><p><name key="name-010691" type="person">Capt K. C. West-Watson</name>; <name key="name-020991" type="place">Sudan</name>; born England, <date when="1914-08-16">16 Aug 1914</date>; stage director; wounded <date when="1942-10-24">24 Oct 1942</date>.</p></note> left by 
rail for an unknown destination. The transport moved out the 
following day and the rest of the unit entrained at <name key="name-001332" type="place">Sidi Haneish</name> 
in the evening.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The optimists who were already half-way to <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> took a 
very dim view of the situation when, after detraining at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> 
in the early hours of 6 January, they found a course of training 
for a seaborne landing awaiting them.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-208411" type="person">Brigadier Kippenberger</name> took over command of 5 Brigade 
about this time and was not in accord with the nonconformist 
attitude he found regarding dress, housekeeping arrangements, 
and the outward and visible signs of an inward soldierly spirit. 
The self-mocking toughness of the old hands that had been 
copied by the reinforcements came to a sudden end, and there 
were red ears among the junior commanders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The weeks that followed were filled, between dust-storms, 
with exercises in ladder-scaling, rowing, embarking and disembarking from assault landing craft, stowage and unloading of 
supplies, the crossing of wired beaches and before-dawn landings. The only bright interlude came on 31 January, when the 
sergeants beat the officers at Rugby.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The amphibious training exercises reached their zenith on 
4 February, when the unit embarked on the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207116" type="ship">Glengyle</name></hi> and
<pb xml:id="n144" n="144"/>
steamed down the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> to Port Tewfik where, with the 
rest of the training fleet carrying the other battalions of 5 Brigade, they anchored for the night. The monotony of the not 
unusual activity of the soldier—waiting for something to happen—was eased by a singsong, punctuated by caustic references 
to the green hills of <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>, and speculation as to where the 
landing was going to be.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The journey was continued next day down the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> to 
<name key="name-120044" type="place">Ras</name> el Sudr, where practice landings and assaults were carried 
out. The troops dug in for the night and carried on the following morning, but before midday the exercises were cancelled 
and the troops re-embarked. They were back in <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> in the 
morning of 7 February, wondering what it was all about. 
Actually the High Command had been toying with the idea 
of landing 5 Brigade at <name key="name-120044" type="place">Ras</name> el Aali, in the Gulf of <name key="name-004723" type="place">Sirte</name>, behind 
the position Rommel was holding at <name key="name-002754" type="place">El Agheila</name>, until unexpected developments intervened.</p>
        <p rend="indent">All our plans were based on what Rommel should have done 
—he was behind an immensely strong position and should have 
stayed there. The High Command may have been right about 
what he should have done, but that was not what he decided 
to do. He made a much quicker recovery in men and machines 
than had been thought possible, and launched a reconnaissance 
in force. The veteran <name key="name-009204" type="organisation">7 Armoured Division</name> had been replaced 
by the inexperienced <name key="name-009760" type="organisation">1 Armoured Division</name>, which was caught 
off balance, and the reconnaissance developed into an offensive 
that was eventually halted on the <name key="name-003648" type="place">Gazala</name>-<name key="name-003733" type="place">Bir Hacheim</name> line 
west of <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Fifth Brigade was hurried forward to <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name> 
to thicken the defence. The rest of the Division stayed at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> 
for two or three weeks after 5 Brigade left.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion left on 11 February by road and rail. The 
road party bedded down that night at <name key="name-004356" type="place">Wadi Natrun</name>, the next 
at <name key="name-001485" type="place">Daba</name>, and the following one near <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name>. On the 14th 
they met the rail party near <name key="name-021902" type="place">Misheifa</name>, where sufficient transport reported to carry everybody, and by nightfall were through 
the frontier wire and bedded down at <name key="name-023536" type="place">Bir Gibni</name>, 20 miles inside 
<name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>. By 4.30 p.m. the following day 21 Battalion and the 
rest of the brigade were in position at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>; the 700 miles 
could not have been covered much more quickly. The brigade
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was to prepare a defended locality on the escarpment south 
of <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>, with the intention of preventing the enemy severing 
the Corps' main supply line to the west, as well as providing 
protection for the <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name> landing ground.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a repetition of the stay at the <name key="name-000990" type="place">Kaponga Box</name>, except 
that the outcrops of rock made digging with pick and shovel 
extremely hard work, and eventually pneumatic drills had to 
be used at the worst places. The position was finished by the 
first week of March, complete with minefields and wire around 
the whole of its 14,000-yard perimeter. The enemy advance 
did not continue, although occasional bombing attacks on the 
airfield at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name> were a reminder that the war was not far 
away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the desert around was still littered with debris from the 
previous year's battles, an inter-battalion salvage contest was 
held. The first week it was won by 21 Battalion, and the next 
by <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, but 21 Battalion was given the decision on 
points. There was a tendency in some quarters to overdo these 
salvaging operations. First, four two-gallon jars of rum disappeared from 21 Battalion's ration dump, then the brigade ration 
dump discovered a shortage of sugar, milk, sausages and jam 
valued at £35. Finally Headquarters Company's canteen lost 
a considerable quantity of honey, tinned sausages and tongues. 
Battalion routine orders were very terse indeed, but the culprits 
were never discovered.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The ack-ack defences were stepped up with some captured 
Italian guns and the companies took turns trying to find out 
how they worked. The cooks felt that they would like to play 
with the new toys too, and eventually dragged one over to the 
quartermaster's lines. It was not a very good gun; it had no 
sights and the recuperator was faulty, but firing practice commenced forthwith. A petrol drum was set up in a wadi and 
the gun was sighted by looking through the barrel. The direction of the first shell was fine, but the elevation was a bit out, 
and the projectile went over the top of the wadi into space. 
Suitable adjustments were made and the next shell hit the 
ground half-way between the gun and the target. Before they 
were ready for the third effort, a car approached at breakneck speed and a South African officer asked the embryo
<pb xml:id="n146" n="146"/>
gunners if they would mind not shelling the South African 
camp. The gun was finally swopped in condition ‘as was’ to 
another unit for an oversize battle-dress blouse.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The optimists took heart again when all ranks were warned 
on 13 March that the taking of sterling notes into Palestine 
was prohibited under threat of confiscation. This was a purely 
routine warning and had been published many times previously 
for the benefit of troops going there on leave, but it was regarded 
as a good omen. To the pessimists an opportunity to transport 
sterling into Palestine—or anywhere else for that matter—was 
difficult to visualise, cooped up as they were in a defensive 
position in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. The pointer was real, however, for the unit was relieved by a South African battalion, 
moved out on 22 March, and was back at <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> on the 28th.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A letter, which Colonel Allen published in routine orders, 
was received from the commanding officer of the battalion 
which relieved 21 Battalion at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>. It read:</p>
        <p rend="indent">I would be failing in my duty if I did not write and thank you 
for the spotless condition in which we found our present camp 
when we took over from you. We are so accustomed to taking over 
camps which are in a filthy condition, that this one came as a real 
pleasure and surprise to us. I would add that never have we found 
a camp so clean in all our experience and this is the opinion of all 
our Officers and men. On behalf of the Officers and men of the 
Unit, I take this opportunity of wishing you the very best of luck 
in your new venture.</p>
        <p rend="right">[Sgd] <hi rend="sc">R. M. Blaker</hi>, Lt-Col.,<lb/>
Offr Commanding 1 Imp. Light Horse.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Allen congratulated all ranks in having won the 
praise expressed in the letter. He also complimented them on 
their conduct during the time they had been at <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name> and 
on the spirit in which they had tackled their tasks and performed 
them in such a satisfactory manner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Fifty per cent daily leave enabled renewed acquaintanceship 
with favourite haunts in <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. Paybook balances melted away 
and even the greenness of the Syrian hills faded a little. Such 
periods do not last long.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was a ceremonial parade on 2 April during which 
decorations won in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, and <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> were presented.
<pb xml:id="n147" n="147"/>
There was also an inspection by <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name>, who later 
informed the Colonel that he had never seen the battalion 
looking better and expressed his appreciation of its steadiness on 
parade and bearing on the march. The 21st Battalion was 
itself again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The next day, Good Friday, was a day of church parades, 
after which the advance party really left for <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. The last 
doubts were dispelled by some paragraphs in routine orders, 
which were taken from a letter from General Ritchie, GOC 
<name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name>, to the Brigade Commander on the departure of 
5 Brigade Group from <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>:</p>
        <p rend="indent">Now that your Bde is to leave the EIGHTH ARMY, I send you a 
message of warmest thanks for all you have done and my unqualified 
praise for the way in which you have accomplished it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Your exploits in actions at the beginning of this campaign in 
which you were involved in the hardest and most tenacious fighting, 
won the admiration of everyone in the EIGHTH ARMY and moreover 
very largely made possible the relief of <name key="name-001400" type="place">TOBRUK</name> and subsequent 
advance into <name key="name-003430" type="place">CYRENAICA</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Your recent work in the <name key="name-002749" type="place">EL ADEM</name> position has been carried out 
with that cheerfulness, thoroughness and efficiency which I associate with the troops of NEW ZEALAND.</p>
        <p rend="indent">I would be most grateful if you would convey this message to 
your Bde and to assure them that the best wishes of myself and 
the EIGHTH ARMY are theirs in whatever direction their future may be.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The next paragraph of the routine order was rather an anticlimax:</p>
        <p><hi rend="i">Cariage of Intoxicating Liquors</hi>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Bottles of intoxicating liquors, which are not sealed and wrapped 
up, will not be carried through public streets of towns, or in any 
public conveyance, at any time of the day or night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">
          <hi rend="i">A pat on the back followed by a kick in the pants—what more could 
a Kiwi ask for?</hi>
        </p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion again moved in two parties, the transport by 
road and the rest by rail. The road convoy, consisting of the 
vehicles of 21, 22, and 23 Battalions, left on 6 April and moved 
by easy stages through <name key="name-015263" type="place">Moascar</name> by the <name key="name-016243" type="place">Sinai Desert</name> road to 
<name key="name-015482" type="place">Asluj</name>, and then to <name key="name-015512" type="place">Beersheba</name>, <name key="name-012761" type="place">Tulkarm</name>, <name key="name-012305" type="place">Damascus</name>, <name key="name-015898" type="place">Homs</name> and 
<name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>, which it reached on the afternoon of the 11th.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n148" n="148"/>
        <p rend="indent">The rail party entrained on the afternoon of the 9th, had a 
hot meal at the Australian transit camp at <name key="name-015935" type="place">Kantara</name>, and continued on to <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name>, which it reached that evening. From daybreak until the train stopped at <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name>, the battalion feasted its 
eyes on cultivated fields, trees, orange groves and the long-looked-for sight of green hills in the distance. It was a greenness of surpassing loveliness to desert-weary eyes, and the 
strained squint of the sandy wastes changed to open staring. 
It was possible to capture something of what the Israelites must 
have felt when they saw this same promised land after their 
forty years wandering in the wilderness. The headdress of the 
Arabs was identical with that in the illustrated biblical storybooks of childhood days.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was, however, one fly in the Palestinian ointment. The 
ration trucks, delayed in crossing the Canal, had been left 
behind, and with them the day's rations. Oranges at the rate 
of two for a cigarette helped to fill the gap, but the hot meal 
at the <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name> transit camp was more than ordinarily welcome. 
The next leg from <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name> to <name key="name-000629" type="place">Beirut</name> was by bus along the coast 
road through a pleasant agrarian countryside. Orange groves 
alternating with vineyards and eucalyptus trees reminded some 
of <name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name> and others of the home farm, but in place of post-and-wire fences were cactus hedges, a setting that was neither 
of <name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name> nor New Zealand.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Dominion troops, rolling along on rubber tires, looked across 
a land that had in turn been conquered by Hittites, Assyrians, 
Babylonians, Persians, Macedonians, Greeks, Romans, Mamelukes, Arabs and Ottomans, and where finally the Jews were 
coming back again after nearly two thousand years.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The buses stopped for a short time at the Customs post on 
the Palestine-Syrian border. From the top of the steep hill 
where the two countries meet, the cliffs drop sheer to the sea. 
A few feet above sea level the New Zealand Railway Construction Engineers were supervising gangs of natives working on 
the line which would join <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name> and <name key="name-000629" type="place">Beirut</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-000629" type="place">Beirut</name> was reached in the early afternoon, and three hours' 
general leave enabled everybody to see something of the town. 
There was no shortage of anything, except small change, of 
which the merchants and cafés appeared to be entirely bereft.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP016a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP016a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP016a-g"/>
            <head>Training behind the Alamein Line, <date when="1942-09">September 1942</date></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of army vehicles</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP016b">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP016b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP016b-g"/>
            <head>Encamped at Burg el Arab, <date when="1942-10">October 1942</date></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of camp near beach</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP017a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP017a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP017a-g"/>
            <head>Officers of 21 Battalion on <date when="1942-10-21">21 October 1942</date> hear the plan for the Battle of <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of group of army officers</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP017b">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP017b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP017b-g"/>
            <head>German tanks burning on the morning of the breakthrough at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of burning tanks</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP018a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP018a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP018a-g"/>
            <head>Flooding near <name key="name-003621" type="place">Fuka</name></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of trucks moving through floods</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP018b">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP018b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP018b-g"/>
            <head>Enemy dugouts and sangars at the top of <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name></head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of dugout earth</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP019a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP019a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP019a-g"/>
            <head>Where the <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name> action was fought</head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of a battle ground</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP019b">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP019b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP019b-g"/>
            <head>British armour going up <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name> after its capture by 21 Battalion</head>
            <figDesc>Black and white photograph of army vehicles</figDesc>
          </figure>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-21BaP020a">
            <graphic url="WH2-21BaP020a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21BaP020a-g"/>
            <figDesc>Coloured map of Egypt's coastline</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <pb xml:id="n149" n="149"/>
        <p rend="indent">Absorbingly interesting as the whole move had been, the 
highlight of the journey was the trip over the <name key="name-015967" type="place">Lebanon</name> Mountains to <name key="name-016175" type="place">Rayak</name>. The narrow-gauge railway from <name key="name-000629" type="place">Beirut</name> writhed 
its way along the lower slopes of the mountainside through 
orchards, clumps of trees, and small paddocks ablaze with wild 
flowers. Grey stone houses with red-tiled roofs, half hidden by 
mulberry trees, sheltered at the bottom of steep little valleys 
—the holiday resorts of <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. Higher up were more houses 
built on narrow terraces lining the steep hillside, where rows of
<figure xml:id="WH2-21Ba149a"><graphic url="WH2-21Ba149a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-21Ba149a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">eastern mediterranean</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of Eastern Mediterranean routes</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n150" n="150"/>
vines covered the few square yards of soil. The country, though 
not so well cultivated, was still green and strewn with anemones, 
cyclamen and jonquils. But the sight of snow-capped mountains 
from the summit made it difficult for South Islanders to speak 
clearly for a moment.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After a meal at <name key="name-016175" type="place">Rayak</name> the battalion transferred to a standard-gauge railway and departed for <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>, where it arrived early 
the next morning.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st Battalion, in luck for once, relieved <name key="name-001174" type="organisation">26 Battalion</name>, 
quartered in the Quartier Vingt Barracks in <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>. Duties 
consisted of picketing the town, maintaining outlying posts at 
<name key="name-015149" type="place">Azaz</name>, <name key="name-024182" type="place">Djerablous</name> and Akterine, and operating a snap road 
patrol. There was 50 per cent daily leave for the remainder 
of the battalion—when there <hi rend="i">was</hi> any remainder—after guards 
had been detailed for ration and ammunition dumps.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Still, spring and early summer are pleasant seasons in <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>, 
and the troops were happy and carefree nearly a thousand 
miles away from the war. April passed into a May of sunny 
days and cool nights. The battalion soccer team was defeated 
by the <name key="name-022800" type="organisation">Divisional Ammunition Company</name>; the officers drew 
with the sergeants at hockey; the sergeants defeated the officers 
at basketball; platoons won and lost at Rugby. There were 
sightseeing tours, discussion clubs, and concert parties.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An afternoon's leave passed quickly enough. First a call at 
the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> or the <name key="name-017775" type="organisation">Salvation Army</name> building where you could 
read, write home, play games, or enjoy a good cup of tea and 
fresh cakes; where an orchestra played mixed opera and jazz 
while you sat in a corner thinking of the far-off days when your 
only care was how to pass a leisurely weekend. Maybe you 
were energetic and took a walk through the <hi rend="i">suq</hi> with a vague 
idea of picking up a bargain to send home. There weren't any 
bargains and you knew it, but you went just the same. A beer 
or so at the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name>, and you strolled back to barracks.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Life in the outposts was not so varied. A day at <name key="name-024182" type="place">Djerablous</name>, 
on the Turkish frontier, is typical of the way the troops passed 
the time.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Bells from the church in the village ring out an unofficial 
reveille shortly after five and, while the men are shaving,
<pb xml:id="n151" n="151"/>
‘George’ the bootblack is looking for custom and ready to voice 
his opinion on Kiwis who clean their own boots. Things were 
different when the Aussies were in residence. After George 
comes Mahomet, who has the job of sweeping and cleaning 
the huts. He has all the news of the divisional area, most of 
it surprisingly accurate. Finally Ali arrives for the washing, 
which will be returned later by the ‘Sergeant-Major’, a bright 
youth of some thirteen summers, decked out in shorts and a 
fairisle pullover with half a dozen Aussie and Kiwi patches 
sewn on his sleeves. He is the firm's accountant; he keeps the 
accounts—on a cigarette packet—and handles the cash. The 
Sergeant-Major is definitely the boss of the firm. After breakfast the guard at the check point is relieved and the work of 
checking passes—Arabic, Turkish and Armenian—continues. 
A few yards away, in <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name>, a guard marches up and down, 
rifle slung and bayonet fixed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For those not on duty there is an hour on the camp parade 
ground while junior NCOs give their words of command an 
airing: ‘At the halt, on the right, form squad!’ ‘Slo-o-pe arms!’ 
‘Left, right, left, right.’ ‘The squad will retire—about turn!’ 
Down in the Sigs' hut routine messages are sent and received, 
while the rattle of dixies in the cookhouse tells of another meal. 
The RAP hut is a busy place with a score of children fighting 
and playing around the door. Inside the orderly treats cuts, 
sores, and such ailments as he is able to deal with. For those 
not on duty the afternoons are free. They sleep, write letters, 
play baseball, or perhaps take a walk on the off-chance of a 
potshot at a hare. In the evenings a few pints in the canteen 
help to pass the time, then to bed while another day is paraded 
for inspection.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Maybe you have fluked a fatigue at the QM stores and a 
trip with the three-ton ration truck that travels daily along the 
winding streets and in and out of the narrow alleys and gateways of <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>. First call is at the petrol dumps to the north-west of the town, where you are surrounded by Kiwis, hungry 
for news and asking when is the so-and-so mail going to arrive. 
The war situation is discussed with particular reference to the 
little yellow Japanese baskets—how far away from New Zealand 
are they now?</p>
        <pb xml:id="n152" n="152"/>
        <p rend="indent">After a heated argument between the cook and the quartermasters about short-weight rations—<hi rend="i">and what the hell do you 
think a man's going to use for tea tonight?</hi>—you make for the 
ammunition caves two miles away to the north-east.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This is a quiet, secluded spot behind a perimeter wire. The 
guard at the gate takes your matches and cigarettes. There's 
enough ammo there to blow <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> off the map, so fires are 
discouraged. This cook is tougher than the other one, and 
while he conducts his war with the quarter bloke the <name key="name-008892" type="place">Pacific</name> 
situation is again thoroughly canvassed. There's a latrine-wireless rumour that the Aussies are going home to defend 
<name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name> and we are to follow as soon as transport is available.</p>
        <p rend="indent">One of the guards had had a couple of beers with a bloke 
who knows a Div Sigs bloke at <name key="name-000615" type="place">Baalbek</name> who says orders are 
being prepared for a move to <name key="name-005952" type="place">India</name>. From there the Div is 
going to march across <name key="name-007843" type="place">China</name> and take them in the rear. The 
strategist in the guard draws a map on the ground and proves 
that the obvious thing is to land at Darwin in the north of 
<name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name> and go in there from the flank if the yellow stinkers 
try to attack New Zealand.</p>
        <p rend="indent">And there's another rumour that we are going to stay where 
we are. And so you go from post to post.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Spring slipped into a broiling summer and everything was 
just fine—except for the unwelcome reappearance of <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> 
bloomers. The Syrian malarial mosquito is a dive-bomber by 
instinct, and an army not conditioned to the climate could be 
decimated in a season. The most stringent precautions were 
taken by anti-malaria control squads, and after sundown all 
ranks were obliged to wear shirt sleeves fastened at the wrist 
and to have their knees covered. Because men wearing shorts 
could not cover their knees, the long-shorts were issued again. 
At sundown the turned-up length of leg was let down and 
securely tied around the ankles. The Bombay bloomers were 
efficient, but they were also ludicrous, particularly so when the 
youth and beauty of <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>, almond-eyed and raven-haired, 
‘made the promenade’ in the cool of the evening. Lupine 
noises had no effect whatever, and an uneas