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26 Battalion</titlePart>
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            <name key="name-004479" type="person">Frazer D. Norton</name>
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          <hi rend="sc">set up, printed and bound in new zealand<lb/>
by<lb/>
coulls somerville wilkie ltd.<lb/>
crawford street dunedin</hi>
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          <hi rend="sc">By <name key="name-207994" type="person">Lieutenant-General the Rt. Hon. Lord Freyberg</name>, 
vc, gcmg, kcb, kbe, ll d, dcl</hi>
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        <p rend="indent">I feel honoured to be asked to write a Foreword to the 
History of this fine Infantry Battalion, which served under my 
command in the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name> and <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name> from <date when="1940-09">September 1940</date>, 
when it joined the Division, until it was disbanded and drafted 
home from the <name key="name-000842" type="place">Florence</name> area on the <date when="1945-10-09">9th October 1945</date>, after 
five long years of bitter fighting and great achievement.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During those years the Battalion played important roles in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. In the battle at <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> in 
<date when="1941-11">November 1941</date>, the New Zealand 6th Infantry Brigade, under 
Brigadier Barrowclough, captured <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, where some of 
the hardest fighting of the war took place.</p>
        <p rend="indent">I have often been asked what I thought to be the highlight 
in the record of the <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name>'s long and honourable history. 
I find this difficult to decide, but I think that without any doubt 
the attack of the 6th and the 4th Infantry Brigades to capture 
the whole of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment, <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> and 
Ed Duda, and to open the corridor to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>, was one of the 
greatest feats of courage and endurance of the war.</p>
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        <p rend="indent">The 26th Battalion had an imposing record of achievement, 
and it is well told by <name key="name-004479" type="person">Mr. Frazer Norton</name>, who is to be congratulated on the care which he has taken to state the facts 
accurately and also on the well-balanced story that he has 
produced. Readers will find it a worthy account of the war 
service of one of our finest Infantry Battalions.</p>
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formerly General Officer Commanding<lb/>
the 2nd New Zealand Expeditionary Force<lb/>
<mentioned><address><addrLine><name type="place"><hi rend="sc">wellington</hi>,</name></addrLine></address><lb/><date when="1952-05-01">1 <hi rend="sc">May</hi> 1952</date></mentioned>
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        <p><hi rend="sc">Five</hi> years ago when I undertook to write the history of 26 
Battalion I had practically no idea of the work involved and 
assumed that unit war diaries and other official records would 
be sufficient for my needs. Instead I found that the diaries, in 
particular those covering <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and the Desert, were sketchy, 
impersonal and often misleading. To overcome this understandable fault an appeal for help was made to former members 
of the battalion. The response was very encouraging. Some 
sent in private diaries, letters, maps and photographs, while 
others offered to assist in any way possible.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Those to whom draft narratives were circulated made many 
comments, adding materially to the story and, more important, 
saving me from countless errors and omissions. I had hoped it 
would be possible to acknowledge the invaluable assistance 
given me by these men, but through the years their number 
has grown to such an extent that several pages would be required 
to list their names.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Certain of them, however, have given prodigiously of their 
time, and in this connection I feel I should mention Lieutenant- 
Colonel E. J. Thomson, ED, the chairman of the unit historical 
committee, Major F. W. Wilson, MBE, MC, on whom I, like 
many before me, placed much reliance, and also Mr. D. C. 
Walker and Mr. B. J. Palmer, who painstakingly corrected my 
narrative and offered much useful advice. All records of the 
<name key="name-110027" type="organisation">War History Branch</name> were placed at my disposal, and each and 
every member of the staff showed keen interest in my work and 
a willingness to help which was greatly appreciated.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This book has taken a long time to prepare, much longer 
than I ever anticipated, but it was a very absorbing task. As 
more information came to hand the story of each action became 
clearer, and it was possible to picture events as they took place 
and understand the hazards and problems which confronted 
those who took part. It was equally interesting to note the 
gradual development of the battalion as a fighting machine. 
Changes in tactics, equipment, and personnel often came only 
as a result of costly setbacks. These had no apparent effect on 
morale.</p>
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        <p rend="indent">A complete story of the battalion's activities would fill 
several volumes. In this book I have tried to give a full and 
accurate account of the most important of them. Those left 
out or briefly mentioned mainly concern social activities pertaining to small groups to whom the incidents are personal. I 
have made no attempt to comment on each action, leaving the 
question of military tactics to those more qualified. The book 
is a tribute to those who served overseas with 26 Battalion and 
has been written primarily for them. If each one of them can 
find in these pages something to link him with the story then 
my purpose has been gained.</p>
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            <row>
              <cell rend="right">15</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Advance Through the <name key="name-001030" type="place">Liri Valley</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n389">389</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">16</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Advance on <name key="name-000842" type="place">Florence</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n409">409</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">17</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Advance from <name key="name-001263" type="place">Rimini</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n442">442</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">18</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Drive to the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n470">470</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">19</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Final Offensive in <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name></hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n493">493</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="right">20</cell>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">The Break-up of a Unit</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n528">528</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">Roll of Honour</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n535">535</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">Honours and Awards</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n545">545</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell>
                <hi rend="sc">Summary of Casualties</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n547">547</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="66" cols="3">
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Frontispiece</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>26 Battalion on the wharf at <name key="name-029248" type="place">Lyttelton</name>, <date when="1940-08-27">27 August 1940</date></cell>
              <cell/>
              <cell/>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell/>
              <cell/>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Facing page</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Recruits en route to the <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name> train, <date when="1940-05">May 1940</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Green and Hahn</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Farewell march through <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1940-08-17">17 August 1940</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Green and Hahn</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n50">50</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Company lines, <name key="name-004203" type="place">Maadi Camp</name>, <date when="1940-09">September 1940</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n51">51</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>26 Battalion on one of its frequent route marches at
<name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> — Lt-Col J. R. Page and Brigadier H. E.
Barrowclough are leading</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n51">51</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Lunch on tent bales in <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> — this group includes
Capt F. W. Wilson (left) and Lt W. D. Westenra
(right)</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n66">66</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-012624" type="place">Petras Sanatorium</name>, below <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. S. Frame collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n66">66</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Climbing up the Monastery track from the Aliakmon
River to the Pass road</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">E. J. Thomson collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n67">67</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>One of the many enforced stops in the train journey from
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> to <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n67">67</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Diving out of trucks on the road south of <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> — the
‘spotter’ in the foreground gives warning of aircraft</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">E. J. Thomson collectio</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>More air attacks on the way to <name key="name-012569" type="place">Monemvasia</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">E. J. Thomson collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n116">116</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The evacuation from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> — on the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-009753" type="place">Thurland Castle</name></hi>
between <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">I. O. Bird</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n117">117</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Dugout at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n117">117</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxii" n="xii"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Flooded at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, <date when="1941-12">December 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. S. Frame collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n132">132</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Christmas parcels at the Battalion post office, <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n132">132</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Shells landing among transport at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Official</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n133">133</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>German tanks, armoured cars, and lorries close in on
6 Brigade on the morning of <date when="1941-12-01">1 December 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n133">133</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The mosque at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">J. M. Mitchell</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Some of the Battalion survivors of the Libyan battles</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">E. J. Thomson collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n148">148</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Meal time at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n149">149</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Training at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> for combined operations</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n149">149</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battalion convoy on the road from <name key="name-016124" type="place">Palmyra</name>, <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n164">164</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A burst pipe at the <name key="name-009661" type="place">Qattara Box</name> gave plenty of water for
those with containers</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">R. H. King</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n164">164</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Flies</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">L. K. Reenberg</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n165">165</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Sandstorm</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Howarth</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n165">165</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>New Zealand positions bombed by Stukas — pre-<name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>
period</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (W. A. Whitlock)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n214">214</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The barrage at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>, <date when="1942-10-23">23 October 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i"><name key="name-208411" type="person">H. K. Kippenberger</name> collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n214">214</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Wheel tracks in the desert at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (M. D. Elias)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n215">215</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Bogged down near <name key="name-003621" type="place">Fuka</name> — shaving from puddles</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">N. G. Fagan collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n215">215</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>6 Brigade Group laagers for the night, <name key="name-016304" type="place">Tripolitania</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">N. G. Fagan collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n230">230</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxiii" n="xiii"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Point 201, the feature in the centre, was taken by 25 and
26 Battalions as the first phase of the breakthrough at
<name key="name-004812" type="place">Tebaga Gap</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (H. Paton)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n230">230</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Olive groves and spring flowers near <name key="name-004698" type="place">Sfax</name>, <name key="name-004870" type="place">Tunisia</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n231">231</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Native food vendors followed troop trains</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. S. Frame collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n231">231</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battalion transport ready to leave <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>, September
<date when="1943">1943</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. R. Bull)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n246">246</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The move to <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name> — the RAP packs up</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. R. Bull)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n246">246</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The move to the <name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name> — halting place near the Osento
River</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n247">247</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The hills beyond the <name key="name-029288" type="place">Sangro</name> — the Battalion sector is on
the left</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n247">247</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Italian farmhouses occupied by troops on the outskirts
of <name key="name-000743" type="place">Castelfrentano</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n262">262</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001187" type="place">Orsogna</name> from near <name key="name-000743" type="place">Castelfrentano</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">F. H. Williams</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n262">262</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Clearing up the camp after a flood in the <name key="name-120139" type="place">Volturno</name> area</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n263">263</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-016129" type="place">Pasquale Road</name>, used by the troops on 15 March at <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n263">263</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The first stick of bombs falling on <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name>, <date when="1944-03-15">15 March 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n344">344</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The nunnery from the centre of the town — a road lies
under the rubble in the centre</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n344">344</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The nunnery from the east — this section of Route 6
crosses ‘Spandau Alley’</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">British Official</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n345">345</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Roundhouse and (right) the Hummocks, from the
railway</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n345">345</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The thirteen A Company men who reached the Hummocks,
17 March</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">J. R. Williams collection</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n360">360</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>26 Battalion graves at <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n360">360</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxiv" n="xiv"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Bivvies in Company lines on the banks of the <name key="name-120139" type="place">Volturno</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n361">361</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Deviation on the road to <name key="name-002867" type="place">Avezzano</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n361">361</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Manœuvres with tanks of <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Armoured Regiment</name> during
the spell at <name key="name-000596" type="place">Arce</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n376">376</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>After the <name key="name-000598" type="place">Arezzo</name> action</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n376">376</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-000751" type="place">Cerbaia</name> and the Battalion sector from across the <name key="name-120161" type="place">Pesa</name>
River — New Zealand shells fall on German positions
around <name key="name-001307" type="place">San Michele</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n377">377</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Looking north from <name key="name-000903" type="place">Gradara</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n377">377</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>HQ truck in the mud near <name key="name-001263" type="place">Rimini</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n392">392</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The outskirts of <name key="name-000861" type="place">Gambettola</name> — a platoon moves up to
the line</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n392">392</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Draining the camp at <name key="name-013404" type="place">Castelraimondo</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Bruce Guthrie</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n393">393</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Testing a ‘Wasp’ flame-thrower near <name key="name-000848" type="place">Forli</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n393">393</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The winter line beyond <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n474">474</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>26 Battalion street, <name key="name-000830" type="place">Faenza</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n474">474</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>At a company HQ before the attack in the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name> battle</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n475">475</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Waiting to go into action, <date when="1945-04">April 1945</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n475">475</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The unit transport waiting to cross the Po</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">A. M. Miller</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n490">490</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Off duty in <name key="name-001410" type="place">Trieste</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">New Zealand Army Official (G. F. Kaye)</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n490">490</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>26 Battalion Commanders —</cell>
              <cell rend="right">J. R. Page, S. M.
Satterthwaite (<hi rend="i">26 Battalion collection</hi>), J. N. Peart,
D. J. Fountaine (<hi rend="i"><name key="name-208411" type="person">H. K. Kippenberger</name> collection</hi>),
E. E. Richards, <name key="name-009333" type="person">M. C. Fairbrother</name> (<hi rend="i">New Zealand
Army Official, G. R. Bull</hi>)</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n491">491</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="nxv" n="xv"/>
      <div xml:id="f7" type="map">
        <head>List of Maps and Diagrams</head>
        <p>
          <table rows="49" 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>Egypt and <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n83">83</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Central and Eastern Mediterranean</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n181">181</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Southern Italy</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n295">295</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Northern Italy</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n409">409</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell rend="center">
                <hi rend="sc">In Text</hi>
              </cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <hi rend="i">Page</hi>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Composition of an Infantry Battalion</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n12">12</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Katerine Positions</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n22">22</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Aliakmon Positions</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n32">32</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Positions 21–24 April 1941</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n55">55</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>General situation at 5 p.m. <date when="1941-11-23">23 November 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n87">87</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Advance to the Airfield</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n96">96</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Positions on morning 26 November</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n102">102</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, dawn 27 November</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n109">109</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> lost, dusk 30 November</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n123">123</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Morning, <date when="1941-12-01">1 December 1941</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n126">126</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Eastern Mediterranean</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n141">141</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Attack on <name key="name-009331" type="place">El Mreir Depression</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n159">159</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>‘Fly Flappy’</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n169">169</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Enemy thrust, 30 August – 3 September 1942</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n171">171</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Attack on enemy flank, 3–4 September</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n174">174</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name>' objectives, <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>, <date when="1942-10-30">30 October 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n184">184</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Positions of N.Z. Battalions at dawn <date when="1942-10-24">24 October 1942</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n192">192</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Left Hook at <name key="name-004219" type="place">Mareth</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n237">237</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Breakthrough at <name key="name-004812" type="place">Tebaga Gap</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n240">240</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>First phase of <name key="name-003553" type="place">Enfidaville</name> battle, 19–22 April 1943</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n261">261</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <pb xml:id="nxvi" n="xvi"/>
            <row>
              <cell>Second phase of <name key="name-003553" type="place">Enfidaville</name> battle, 23–26 April</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n268">268</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Sangro-<name key="name-001187" type="place">Orsogna</name> battle</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n304">304</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Attack on <name key="name-006390" type="place">Fontegrande Ridge</name>, <date when="1943-12-24">24 December 1943</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n325">325</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Cassino Sector</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n340">340</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>6 Brigade Attack on <name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n347">347</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-001638" type="place">Cassino</name>, 15–17 March 1944</cell>
              <cell rend="right"><ref target="#n352">352</ref>-<ref target="#n353">3</ref></cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Advance to the Station and Hummocks, <date when="1944-03-17">17 March 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n368">368</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell><name key="name-004745" type="place">Sora</name> to <name key="name-002867" type="place">Avezzano</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n403">403</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battle for <name key="name-000842" type="place">Florence</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n410">410</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Mount Lignano Sector</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n412">412</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Action at <name key="name-000751" type="place">Cerbaia</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n419">419</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Drive to the <name key="name-032822" type="place">Arno River</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n431">431</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A Company's Assault on Crossroads, <date when="1944-08-13">13 August 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n437">437</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>From Rimini to the <name key="name-120174" type="place">Fiumicino</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n445">445</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>D Company's Flanking Role, 24–25 September 1944</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n446">446</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battalion's Flanking Role, <date when="1944-09-25">25 September 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n449">449</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Advance to the <name key="name-026597" type="place">Savio</name></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n456">456</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Lamone Sector</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n463">463</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Advance to the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name>, 19–20 December 1944</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n472">472</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>A Company's Attack on the Stopbank, <date when="1944-12-24">24 December 1944</date></cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n479">479</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>The Battalion's Line of Advance, 9–13 April 1945</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n501">501</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
            <row>
              <cell>Sixth Brigade's Advance from the <name key="name-027664" type="place">Senio</name>, 9–29 April 1945</cell>
              <cell rend="right">
                <ref target="#n509">509</ref>
              </cell>
            </row>
          </table>
        </p>
      </div>
    </front>
    <body xml:id="t1-body">
      <pb xml:id="n1" n="1"/>
      <div xml:id="c1" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 1<lb/>
In Burnham and Journey Overseas</head>
        <p>WHEN war began in <date when="1939-09">September 1939</date> the military camp at 
<name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>, 19 miles from <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, almost overnight 
emerged from obscurity to become the <name key="name-036461" type="place">South Island</name> mobilisation 
centre for overseas units. Carpenters, engineers, and labourers 
went to work and in a few short months transformed the small 
camp into a large training establishment. From all parts of the 
<name key="name-036461" type="place">South Island</name> came those who had volunteered for service overseas. They were drafted into units and trained. Early in 
<date when="1940-01">January 1940</date> the <name key="name-000814" type="organisation">First Echelon</name> left New Zealand; four months 
later the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> followed. After its departure an 
augmented camp staff prepared for the arrival of the third contingent. In A Block, close to the administrative headquarters 
of the camp, officers and NCOs selected and trained to take 
commands in the new unit waited to receive the infantry draft.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On Wednesday 16 May the main draft of men to form the 
26th Infantry Battalion arrived at <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>. They came into 
camp in an almost constant stream, some by rail and others by 
road. At A Block they were drafted into companies and 
directed to their new quarters—long, wooden 30-man huts 
adjacent to the parade ground. Only a few of the men had 
been in camp before. Some had served in the First World War 
and others in Territorial units, but for the majority this was a 
new venture and a drastic change from civilian life. By Friday 
all the names on the roll had been ticked and those missing 
accounted for. On Saturday it rained heavily and the new 
recruits stayed indoors, thankful they were not housed in the 
tents which dotted the fringes of the camp. Within a short time 
every man was equipped and in uniform. Clerk and labourer, 
tradesman and shop assistant stood awkwardly on the parade 
ground, ready to receive their introduction to army life.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Similarly in the <name key="name-120029" type="place">North Island</name> camps the 24th and 25th Battalions were being assembled, the three forming the 6th Infantry 
Brigade. In turn 6 Brigade, with 4 and 5 Brigades which had 
already left New Zealand, formed the infantry component of 2
<pb xml:id="n2" n="2"/>
NZ Division, under the command of <name key="name-207994" type="person">Major-General B. C. 
Freyberg</name>, VC.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 26th Battalion consisted of a battalion headquarters, 
four rifle companies, and a Headquarters Company. This was 
in accordance with the <date when="1938">1938</date> British war establishment except 
that platoon commanders were given commissioned rank. Battalion HQ<note xml:id="fn1-2" n="1"><p>To conserve space ranks have been abbreviated and the following
Army abbreviations used in the text: HQ (Headquarters), OC Officer
Commanding), CO (Commanding Officer), Coy (Company), QM (Quartermaster), MO (Medical Officer), IO (Intelligence Officer), TO (Transport
Officer), LO (Liaison Officer), 2 i/c (second-in-command), RMT (Reserve
Mechanical Transport, PT (physical training), AWL (absent without
leave), RTO (Railway Traffic Officer), Tac HQ (Tactical Headquarters),
OP (Observation Post), RAP (Regimental Aid Post), AFV (Armoured
Fighting Vehicle), FDL (Forward Defended Locality), TCP (Traffic Control Post). Other abbreviations not as frequently used are explained in a
footnote on first mention.</p></note> contained, in addition to the Adjutant and his staff, 
the Intelligence and Provost sections. The four rifle companies 
each consisted of three platoons and a Company HQ and were 
lettered A to D. Each was representative of a province: A 
Coy comprised <name key="name-006540" type="place">Canterbury</name> personnel, B Coy Southland, C Coy 
<name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>, <name key="name-120132" type="place">Marlborough</name> and <name key="name-025242" type="place">West Coast</name>, and D Coy Otago. In 
HQ Coy, by far the largest of the five, were the specialist 
platoons: Signals, Anti-Aircraft, Mortars, Bren carriers, Pioneers, 
and Transport. To these were added the QM staff and those 
important people, the cooks. Lieutenant-Colonel J. R. <name key="name-004509" type="person">Page</name><note xml:id="fn2-2" n="2"><p><name key="name-004509" type="person">Brig J. R. Page</name>, 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 27
<date when="1941-11">Nov 1941</date>; Commandant, Northern Military District 1950–52; Adjutant-General, Army HQ, <date when="1952-04">Apr 1952</date>–.</p></note> 
was appointed to command the new battalion, with Maj J. M. 
<name key="name-015308" type="person">Samson</name><note xml:id="fn3-2" n="3"><p><name key="name-015308" type="person">Maj J. M. Samson</name>, ED; <name key="name-021133" type="place">Blenheim</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1904-02-27">27 Feb 1904</date>;
company director; wounded <date when="1941-04-27">27 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> as his second-in-command. Senior appointments were:</p>
        <list type="simple">
          <item>
            <p>OC A Coy: <name key="name-013488" type="person">Capt T. Milliken</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>OC B Coy: Capt H. G. McQuade</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>OC C Coy: <name key="name-015294" type="person">Maj N. A. Rattray</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>OC D Coy: <name key="name-015166" type="person">Maj F. J. Brook</name></p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>OC HQ Coy: Capt F. W. Huggins</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Adjutant: Capt W. C. T. Foley</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>QM: Capt. F. W. Wilson</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>MO: Capt W. W. Little</p>
          </item>
          <item>
            <p>Padre: <name key="name-015321" type="person">Rev. J. S. Strang</name></p>
          </item>
        </list>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's training programme was strenuous. The first 
six weeks were spent in intensive elementary training. To the 
orders of their new officers and NCOs the recruits went through 
the routine of company parades and inspections, rifle exercises,
<pb xml:id="n3" n="3"/>
bayonet drill, saluting, marching, PT, and all the other tedious 
exercises which make ‘stooge’ drill so distasteful to the average 
soldier. Route marches were held frequently, and as the days 
and weeks passed they became longer and tougher. Inclement 
weather made conditions rather unpleasant, but despite this and 
other discomforts the men, in their ill-fitting denims and new 
boots, worked and trained with enthusiasm. Before long everyone knew the parts of the rifle, Bren gun, two or three-inch 
mortar, and Boys anti-tank rifle. They knew, too, how heavy 
any one of these weapons became towards the end of a long 
march.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Near the end of July individual training gave way to field 
exercises and range work, culminating in tactical manoeuvres 
around the township of Selwyn. For a start the field work 
consisted largely of platoon and company exercises—patrolling, 
movement in battle formation, taking cover and occupying 
defensive positions. Gradually the scope of the exercises was 
widened, with the specialist platoons taking a more active part. 
Intelligence personnel and signallers were detailed to each company and the supporting arms—mortars, carriers, etc.—were 
given a role in each operation. Nearly half the exercises were 
carried out at night under simulated battle conditions. A three-day exercise around Selwyn was very successful. It embraced 
much of the teaching of the past weeks and ended in a long 
march back to camp. Subsequently the companies set out 
separately on a three-weeks' trek around Banks Peninsula but 
were recalled before they completed it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By August the camp itself had undergone some change. 
Several new buildings had been completed and roads and paths 
repaired. Amenities had steadily improved. The cinema was 
open every night, and at supper-time the troops had the choice 
of four recreation huts run by various religious organisations. 
On evenings when there was no night exercise the wet canteen, 
which also served hot saveloys and pies, was very popular. With 
a large number of troops in camp it was invariably crowded, 
and this meant long queues and an equally long wait between 
drinks. To avoid these delays some of the men returning from 
leave sought to elude the provosts and camp guards and bring
<pb xml:id="n4" n="4"/>
in a personal stock of liquor. More often than not they succeeded. Night leave to <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name> was granted to a percentage each week. Despite the hard training this leave was 
not sufficient to satisfy the men. Weekend leave to enable those 
of other districts to visit their homes was granted sparingly.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 1 August the battalion marched out on final leave. Surprisingly few failed to return punctually, perhaps because the 
penalties for AWL and other offences were very severe. 
Rumours of the probable date of embarkation circulated the 
camp but when the men returned from leave they carried on 
training as before. On the 17th the battalion, in company with 
other <name key="name-023115" type="organisation">Third Echelon</name> troops training in <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>, paraded 
through <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>. Colonel Page led the troops past large, 
undemonstrative crowds to Cranmer Square, where Brig O. H. 
Mead, Officer Commanding Southern Military District, took 
the salute. After the parade was over leave was granted those 
who wished to stay in the city.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Two days later all leave was cancelled and everyone thought 
the day of departure was at hand. But leave was soon reinstated, 
and it was not until a week later that the troops were informed 
that 27 August would be their last day in New Zealand for a 
time. During the 26th several company parades were held. 
Equipment and embarkation rolls were checked and by dusk 
everything was ready for the morning move. That night each 
man paid his respects to the old life in readiness to begin a new 
one overseas. Some wrote letters; others celebrated the occasion 
at the wet canteen and the Rolleston Hotel.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A check parade was held early next morning, company commanders reporting a full muster. Shortly after nine o'clock the 
<name key="name-036461" type="place">South Island</name> contingent of the <name key="name-023115" type="organisation">Third Echelon</name> assembled on the 
parade ground in B Block, and from there the troops marched 
behind the <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name> band to the station. The train was waiting; 
as soon as everyone was aboard it left for <name key="name-029248" type="place">Lyttelton</name> on a non-stop 
run. At various places along the route, notably at <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name> 
station, large crowds waved and cheered until the last carriage 
disappeared from sight. The train shunted alongside the troopship and embarkation began; by noon it was complete and
<pb xml:id="n5" n="5"/>
everyone was on board. A large crowd had assembled outside the 
wharf barriers, and as the ship began to draw away from the 
jetty the gates were opened and the people surged forward. 
Whistles and sirens were blowing and the music of the <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name> 
band was drowned by the spontaneous burst of singing and 
cheering from those waving friends and relatives goodbye. On 
the ship all ranks crowded the rails. Gradually, as the ship 
pulled farther out into the stream, the crowd grew smaller and 
the cheering died away. The last link with loved ones had been 
broken and the thought was sobering.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The men left the rails to inspect their new quarters. The 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi>, a four-year-old ship of about 23,400 tons, was not as 
yet converted to a troopship. Tours around the decks confirmed 
the original impression that as far as quarters went the voyage 
would be pleasant. There were eight decks, four of them 
promenade. The first-class accommodation, reserved for officers 
and nurses, was excellent. Other ranks occupied the tourist 
class quarters and were billeted in two, four, and eight-berth 
cabins. A small overflow occupied one of the holds and during 
the voyage interchanged with those in the better accommodation. There were 1340 New Zealanders on board; 671 were in 
26 Battalion and 268 in the two infantry reinforcement companies which had also trained at <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>. The rest were 
members of <name key="name-003959" type="organisation">6 Field Ambulance</name> and <name key="name-036461" type="place">South Island</name> personnel of 
others arms of the service. For a ship the size of the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> 
this was not a large contingent, and consequently there was 
little overcrowding.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> remained in the stream until midnight and then 
put to sea. Off Wellington she joined the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207156" type="ship">Mauretania</name></hi> and the 
<hi rend="i">Empress of <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name></hi>, which were carrying the rest of the Third 
Echelon. Escorted by HMS <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110456" type="ship">Achilles</name></hi>, the three ships steamed 
across the Tasman.</p>
        <p rend="indent">From the day of sailing to the day of disembarkation ship's 
orders were strictly enforced. Boat drill and action stations 
became a regular routine and severe penalties were imposed on 
those who broke the blackout regulations. Some training was 
carried out. As the weather became hotter lectures replaced 
drill, physical training, and rifle exercises. Instructors were 
handicapped by the shortage of training pamphlets and modern
<pb xml:id="n6" n="6"/>
weapons. ‘Doc’ Little<note xml:id="fn1-6" n="4"><p>Maj W. W. Little; <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>; born Mount Serrat, <date when="1896-05-28">28 May 1896</date>;
medical practitioner; RMO 26 Bn Mar 1940–Aug 1941; <name key="name-012597" type="organisation">2 NZ Gen Hosp</name>
Aug 1941–Jan 1944; SMO Advanced Base, <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>, Jan–Sep 1944.</p></note> gave several lectures on hygiene, the 
treatment of wounds, and tropical diseases. Major <name key="name-015294" type="person">Rattray</name><note xml:id="fn2-6" n="5"><p><name key="name-015294" type="person">Maj N. A. Rattray</name>, MBE; Waimate; born Dunedin, <date when="1896-11-07">7 Nov 1896</date>;
farmer; p.w. <date when="1941-04">Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> and 
Capt <name key="name-006592" type="person">McKergow</name><note xml:id="fn3-6" n="6"><p><name key="name-006592" type="person">Lt-Col J. W. McKergow</name>; Rangiora; born Twineham, England, <date when="1902-05-26">26 May 1902</date>; farmer; CO <name type="organisation" key="name-003131">20 Armd Regt</name> Jun–Dec 1943; wounded 22 Dec
<date when="1943">1943</date>.</p></note> gave several talks on the people and the conditions likely to be encountered in the <name key="name-005853" type="place">Middle East</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After dusk a strict blackout was maintained and no smoking 
was permitted on the open decks. Various forms of entertainment were available at night in addition to the usual games of 
cards. Two impromptu orchestras were formed, one on B Deck 
and the other on G Deck companionway. The ship's cinema 
showed films almost every night and several concerts were 
organised. In particular, one given by the ship's crew was excellent and was thoroughly enjoyed by the men. Card tournaments and housie-housie had their adherents, while far away 
from provosts and officers pontoon, crown and anchor, and 
sundry other games of chance were played. The ship's orderly 
room issued a daily news sheet and the <name key="name-007278" type="organisation">BBC</name> news was broadcast over the loudspeaker system. On 7 September the <name key="name-006973" type="place">Berlin</name> 
radio reported that the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> had been sunk, news that 
caused considerable amusement to those on board her. Meals 
were served by waiters in large dining halls and were always 
good. Doc Little had a field day on 3 September when all 
ranks were vaccinated and given an anti-tetanus injection.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Washing day aboard ship was always an epic affair, all 
types, shapes, and sizes of multi-coloured wearing apparel 
fluttering from improvised clothes-lines. There was always 
plenty of soap in the ship's canteen; in fact there was plenty of 
everything, and the prices charged were reasonable. The most 
popular item—beer—cost only sixpence a pint bottle. Sports 
equipment was provided and places on each deck were reserved 
for games, deck tennis being popular. When the weather became 
hotter the ship's two swimming baths were favourite rendezvous.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Besides the entertainments provided on board there were often 
other items of interest. When only one day out from <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>
<pb xml:id="n7" n="7"/>
the troopships held firing practice. The three of them formed in 
line, with the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> in the centre, and each fired six rounds 
from their six-inch guns at a target towed by the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110456" type="ship">Achilles</name></hi>. The 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> gun crew recorded the best shoot—four direct hits. 
On the following day Australian aircraft circled the ship and 
<name key="name-110476" type="ship">HMAS <hi rend="i">Perth</hi></name> replaced the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-110456" type="ship">Achilles</name></hi> as escort. The latter sailed 
close alongside the three troopships and the sailors lining the 
decks sang farewell songs. It was a memorable incident. Land 
was sighted about ten o'clock next morning. The men hugged 
the rails as the ship sailed through <name key="name-000457" type="place">Bass Strait</name> and entered the 
Australian Bight, where four transports escorted by HMAS 
<hi rend="i"><name key="name-110017" type="place">Canberra</name></hi> joined the convoy. Two days of rough seas and cold 
weather followed, the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> rolling and pitching heavily, and 
then on 4 September she steamed into <name key="name-000951" type="place">Fremantle</name>. The ship 
berthed at 11 a.m. and by 1 p.m. the troops were streaming 
into <name key="name-000951" type="place">Fremantle</name> and <name key="name-000870" type="place">Perth</name> on leave. An overwhelming welcome 
awaited the New Zealanders. Homes were thrown open to them, 
cars were made available, tours around the countryside arranged 
and meals specially prepared for the visitors. To complete the 
picture, the Aussie soldier with his slouch hat was on hand to 
take part in the festivities. The local hotels did a great trade 
for beer was not rationed. Most of the men were back on the 
ship by midnight, although the usual few failed to arrive until 
the early hours of the morning, all somewhat the worse for wear.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After only 24 hours in port the convoy weighed anchor and 
sailed up the West Australian Coast. The weather became 
steadily hotter and conditions below deck uncomfortably warm. 
Awnings were stretched across the open decks. The Equator 
was crossed and suitable mementoes of the occasion were given 
to each man. On 12 September identification discs were issued; 
next day HMS <hi rend="i">Colombo</hi> took over the escort duties and on the 
15th the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> anchored in the muddy stream of <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> 
harbour. In the morning she steamed through the lock to 
Alexander Dock and the troops prepared to disembark. 
Although keen to explore the city, all ranks were sorry to leave 
<hi rend="i">their</hi> ship. The voyage on her had been enjoyable and the 
crew and troops alike were sorry to part.<note xml:id="fn1-7" n="7"><p>The <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> continued to transport troops until she was sunk by a
U-boat off the Cape of Good Hope on <date when="1942-10-10">10 Oct 1942</date>.</p></note></p>
        <pb xml:id="n8" n="8"/>
        <p rend="indent">To the men watching from the ship's rails <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> presented 
an animated scene. It was a stiflingly hot morning, and the hills 
surrounding the city with their green mantle of tropical growth 
looked cool and inviting. The wharves were a hive of activity; 
hundreds of natives paused to gaze at the New Zealanders as 
they streamed ashore and marched to the Churchgate station. 
Wearing drill trousers and battle-dress tunics and carrying packs 
and rifles without slings, the men found the five-mile march 
trying. At length, bathed in perspiration and footsore, they 
reached the station and boarded a modern, wide-gauge electric 
train. Fifteen minutes later they detrained at the Mahalaxshuri 
station. A short march brought them to the grounds of the West 
India Racing Club, where the battalion and reinforcements 
were to spend the next few days. The troops occupied fairly 
comfortable quarters in the club's buildings and most of the 
officers stayed at the Taj Mahal hotel in the city.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Two days were spent at the racecourse. On the 17th leave 
was granted to visit <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name>. Although few had time to explore 
the city, everyone was impressed by the splendour of its palaces, 
temples and hotels, and the appalling conditions in the poorer 
areas. But <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> will always be remembered for the meals 
supplied to the men, for they were nearly always inedible and 
unappetising. Most preferred to appease their hunger with fruit 
bought from local vendors.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile Lt-Col Page had received advice that the battalion would leave <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> on the 18th aboard the <hi rend="i">Orion</hi>, a 
sister ship to the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi>. The reinforcement companies were to 
remain behind to follow by another ship, and Maj <name key="name-015166" type="person">Brook</name><note xml:id="fn1-8" n="8"><p><name key="name-015166" type="person">Maj F. J. Brook</name>; born NZ <date when="1901-09-04">4 Sep 1901</date>; school teacher; died of sickness <date when="1941-02-19">19 Feb 1941</date>.</p></note> was 
left in charge of them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">With memories of the excellent conditions on the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi> 
fresh in their minds, the troops embarked on the <hi rend="i">Orion</hi>. Disillusionment awaited them. Gone were the cabins, the waiters, 
and the atmosphere of the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207157" type="ship">Orcades</name></hi>. In their place were hot, 
stuffy mess decks with hammocks slung over the meal tables, 
and the ship was crowded with Australian troops—hundreds of 
them. The officer accommodation, on the other hand, was 
excellent. The Australians were disgruntled and discontented
<pb xml:id="n9" n="9"/>
and their grievances soon had an effect on the New Zealanders. 
For two days after the ship put to sea meal arrangements were 
chaotic. Australian officers exercised little control over their 
men and only good work by members of the battalion prevented serious trouble; as it was, there was some fighting. At 
length the commissariat arrangements were placed on a workable basis and New Zealand officers saw that each mess table 
received its meals at the scheduled time. Another problem was 
the poor sanitary arrangements. The ship had been only partly 
converted as a troopship, but this could not excuse the dirty 
state of the quarters. Little could be done about the latrines 
or quarters except to keep them as clean as possible.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The journey past <name key="name-000565" type="place">Aden</name> through the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> was uneventful. 
The heat was terrific as the ship steamed through the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name>, 
with dry winds making conditions below deck almost unbearable. Summer dress had not been issued and only a lucky few 
were allowed to sleep on deck each night. There was a mild 
outbreak of infective enteritis, or ‘Gyppo tummy’ as it is more 
commonly known; otherwise the troops stood up very well to 
the change of climate and food.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Early on 29 September the <hi rend="i">Orion</hi> dropped anchor in the 
stream off Port Tewfik. An advanced party left the ship, but 
the main body did not disembark until the following day. 
Lighters carried the men ashore, where they boarded a train, 
occupying dirty, third-class carriages. After some delay the train 
moved off for <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> Camp, the <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name> base. Although the 
route lay through <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>, the men were unable to catch more 
than a glimpse of the city. At various stops they made the 
acquaintance of the redoubtable Egyptian salesmen who haunt 
all troop trains and roam the streets of <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. By 3 p.m. the 
battalion was detraining at the <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> siding and the long 
journey to Egypt was over.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n10" n="10"/>
      <div xml:id="c2" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 2<lb/>
Early Days in Egypt</head>
        <p>FROM the siding the battalion marched a short distance to 
the camp. Assisted by <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> personnel, the advanced 
party had made preparations for the arrival of the main body 
but a lot remained to be done. The whole of 6 Brigade was 
now contained in one camp—in N Block. The first few days 
passed quickly. Tents were erected, slit trenches dug around 
or near them, and latrines built. The only wooden buildings in 
the area were used as cookhouses, orderly rooms, and for stores. 
In these first few days the men accustomed themselves to their 
new surroundings. The vast stretches of sandy waste and high 
escarpments, entirely devoid of vegetation, were strangely impressive and yet soon became monotonous. In the opposite 
direction this monotony was relieved by a magnificent view of 
the wide, fertile Nile Valley, with its stately palms and emerald 
green wealth of vegetation. To the north the impressive lines 
of the Citadel could be clearly seen, with the domes, pinnacles, 
and minarets of <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> in the background. Beyond the river were 
the Pyramids, which in the distance resembled surprisingly 
closely the picture postcards of Egypt commonly seen in <choice><orig>book- 
shops</orig><reg>bookshops</reg></choice> in New Zealand. To nearly everyone Egypt at first glance 
was little different from what had been expected or imagined.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Sixth Brigade remained in N Block until mid-December and 
the ten weeks' stay was strenuous. Summer dress—shorts and 
shirts—gave but little relief from the heat. On 7 October the 
battalion began a period of intensive training, much along the 
lines of that carried out in <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>. More equipment was 
received but most of it was on issue only for training. Seven 
trucks and three motor cycles were received, plus a number of 
Bren guns and two-inch mortars. Later came three-inch 
mortars, signals equipment, mapping instruments, and several 
Bren carriers. This equipment enabled the specialist platoons 
and sections to devote more time to their particular work and 
allowed the battalion to function as a complete infantry unit.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n11" n="11"/>
        <p rend="indent">The early training was strenuous. A full syllabus had been 
drawn up and the companies and platoons went through the 
routine of rifle, bayonet and squad drill, intermingled with 
lectures. Many of the officers and NCOs were sent on special 
courses and instructors were brought in from <name key="name-000814" type="organisation">First Echelon</name> units. 
Route marches were very frequent and the troops marched long 
distances over the desert. On several occasions the marches took 
place after dusk, and company commanders learned how easy it 
was to get their men lost in the desert at night. Discipline was 
strict and the punishment for any offence severe. Company 
parades were held almost every morning and were frequently 
followed by a battalion parade and an inspection. It behoved 
each soldier to keep his rifle free from dust or be prepared for 
some penalty.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 27 October the reinforcement companies left behind in 
<name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name> arrived at <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. Their ship, the <hi rend="i">Felix Roussel</hi>, had 
been bombed as she sailed through the <name key="name-001311" type="place">Red Sea</name> and while 
watering at <name key="name-026549" type="place">Port Sudan</name>. One of the companies was later 
absorbed in the battalion and brought the unit strength up to 
776, an increase of 108. This was in accordance with a direction 
to increase platoon strengths to 38 and sections from eight to 
eleven men.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Early in November the training entered a new and more 
interesting phase, field exercises and lectures occupying the 
greater part of the day. Parade-ground drill was cut down to a 
minimum—a decision welcomed by all ranks. As in <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>, 
the training took the form of platoon exercises followed by company and battalion manæuvres. These manæuvres were taken 
very seriously, especially by the officers, and there was considerable rivalry among the companies. Lack of transport for the 
battalion handicapped Col Page in planning the exercises, and 
the troops generally had to complete a long march before an 
exercise could begin. For the brigade manæuvre held during 
the month transport was provided, lorries taking the men to 
within six miles of the exercise area at El Tibn Knolls.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On its return the battalion began range practice. Each company visited the battle-practice range at <name key="name-002740" type="place">Abbassia</name> and a second 
one close to the camp. At the former the troops had to accustom 
themselves to firing at snap and moving targets. The battalion
<pb xml:id="n12" n="12"/>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba012a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba012a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba012a-g"/><figDesc>Black and white picture of a the battalion composition</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n13" n="13"/>
also provided guards and pickets at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> airfield, <name key="name-002740" type="place">Abbassia</name>, 
and the Tura Caves. These duties were a welcome change from 
the normal routine at <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Amenities at <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> were better than had been expected. 
Meals were good; in the opinion of many they were better than 
at <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name>. The general health was excellent although for a 
while dysentery, mild or otherwise, attacked nearly everyone. 
<name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> was growing rapidly and tents were being replaced by 
huts. The several recreation huts in the camp were very popular, 
particularly at supper-time. The NAAFI canteen was well 
stocked and had a plentiful supply of beer. Shafto's cinema was 
open every night, and although the films were often old and 
poorly projected there was always a crowd to see them.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Leave was granted to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> on a limited scale, and everyone 
who could took the opportunity to visit the city. They found 
that, like <name key="name-013389" type="place">Bombay</name>, <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> is a city of majestic and beautiful 
buildings and dirty, dingy slums. The New Zealand Forces 
Club was incomplete but the South African, British, and Ausralian clubs were open to troops on leave. Officers had the 
choice of the Turf, <name key="name-015821" type="place">Gezira</name>, and <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> clubs. There was always 
plenty to do and see in the city and its environs.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The only sign of the war which the unit saw during this 
period was a bombing raid by a single enemy plane on the 
night of 20 October. The air-raid sirens sounded and the men 
scattered in all directions, some to slit trenches. The plane 
dropped its bombs in the desert some distance beyond the camp, 
causing several casualties in a village near the railway line to 
<name key="name-001418" type="place">Tura</name>. In the morning it was noticeable that slit trenches were 
being deepened.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">About mid-December 6 Brigade moved to another camp 
about three miles from <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>, the southern terminus of the 
railway running through <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> from <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>, and the location 
of 2 NZ General Hospital. On the 13th of the month the battalion left <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> by lorry and on arriving in the new camp 
found its quarters in a dirty state. With the exception of D Coy 
which occupied huts, the men were in tents. The battalion <choice><orig>re-
<pb xml:id="n14" n="14"/>
mained</orig><reg>remained</reg></choice> at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> for nearly three months. The time was spent 
on guard and picket duties, field exercises and manæuvres. After 
the New Year other units took over the guard duties and the 
battalion began to receive and train with its own equipment. 
The training, though interesting, became increasingly more 
strenuous, and it left the troops with little opportunity or 
inclination for recreation.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-000936" type="place">Helwan Camp</name> did not have the amenities of <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. Shafto's 
ran a nightly picture show and there was a <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name>, but recreation huts were in the town, three miles away. Water was laid 
on to the camp but the sanitary arrangements were poor. Highlight of the stay at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> was Christmas Day—the first of 
several to be spent overseas by the unit. Officers and sergeants 
served the meal and waited on the tables. Pork and duck were 
the main items on the menu and the officers served generous 
helpings. Beer was also served with the meal. <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> 
and Brig <name key="name-207354" type="person">Barrowclough</name><note xml:id="fn1-14" n="1"><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 (Pte to Lt-Col commanding 4 Bn); wounded Messines, <date when="1917">1917</date>;
commanded 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> visited the mess. A large mail, including 
<name key="name-029350" type="organisation">Patriotic Fund Board</name> parcels and others from kinsfolk, was distributed. This, together with the excellent meal and the leave 
granted afterwards, made the day memorable.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The training now was much more advanced than that carried 
out earlier. Each company completed a course which included 
tank hunting, exploitation and consolidation on an objective, 
concealment, village and street fighting, night patrolling, assault 
bridging, river crossings, and attacking over wire obstacles under 
artillery and mortar fire. Route marches were held regularly and 
each week they seemed to get longer and tougher. Nearly every 
exercise held during the day was also carried out after dusk. 
The culmination of this training was a five-day brigade 
manæuvre which began on 6 January. During this exercise the 
troops made some gruelling marches and lived and slept out in 
the desert. Most of the exercises practised earlier were done 
once more, but this time under more realistic conditions. The 
Divisional Cavalry acted as the tank force, and the <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name> provided air cover and acted as enemy aircraft on occasion. A
<pb xml:id="n15" n="15"/>
feature of the exercise was the repelling of a tank-supported 
attack by the infantry armed only with Boys anti-tank rifles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was very hot during the daytime and cold after dusk. Only 
one blanket a man was carried, and each soldier found that the 
desert could be really cold. Night exercises were generally unpopular. On one night during the brigade manæuvre A Coy 
was ordered to dig in as part of a defensive scheme near El 
Tibn Knolls. Part of the company was doing this when natives 
from a nearby village appeared on the scene. Despite linguistic 
difficulties the troops gathered from the villagers' excited 
manner that they had begun to dig on the fringe of an old 
cemetery. To prove his words one of the natives began to lay 
open one of the graves, and it took the troops some time to convince him that they understood and were about to move away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the last night of the operation the <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> lorries, 
which had carried the battalion for part of the journey to and 
from the manæuvre area, ran into soft sand. Hours of <choice><orig>back- 
breaking</orig><reg>backbreaking</reg></choice> work followed before they were freed, and it was a 
tired, weary, and dusty battalion which returned to <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>. On 
the whole the exercise had been a success. Mistakes had been 
made and corrected. All ranks were gaining knowledge of what 
was expected of them and confidence in their ability to do it. 
The success of General Wavell's army in <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> was having a 
pronounced effect on morale.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The rest of January and February was spent in doing compass work, gas drill, wiring, and in receiving instruction on 
mines, booby traps, and other specialised subjects. Route 
marches continued as before. New equipment arrived almost 
every other day and by the end of February the unit was 
fully equipped. Platoons were armed with Bren guns and two-inch mortars as well as rifles. Signallers had been issued with 
flags and telephone cable and the Mortar Platoon with four 3- 
inch mortars. Anti-aircraft equipment was somewhat inadequate—four Bren guns mounted on tripods. The unit transport, 
which arrived about the middle of February, consisted of about 
thirty 8, 15 and 30-cwt. trucks and a staff car for the CO. The 
Bren carriers which arrived about the same time gave 
mechanical trouble from the start. The bicycles issued to each
<pb xml:id="n16" n="16"/>
company proved useful around camp but were found useless in 
the field.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the three months at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> a number of changes 
of command had occurred. On 19 February Maj Brook died 
of pneumonia and the battalion lost one of its most popular and 
efficient officers. Padre <name key="name-015321" type="person">Strang</name><note xml:id="fn1-16" n="2"><p><name key="name-015321" type="person">Rev. J. S. Strang</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-036071" type="place">Invercargill</name>, <date when="1909-04-23">23 Apr 1909</date>;
Presbyterian minister.</p></note> conducted the burial service at 
the British War Cemetery at Old Cairo, and over 200 members 
of the battalion attended as a military escort. Captain <name key="name-010494" type="person">Huggins</name><note xml:id="fn2-16" n="3"><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
(in <name key="name-005787" type="place">UK</name>) <date when="1945-11-19">19 Nov 1945</date>.</p></note> 
took over D Coy and Capt <name key="name-009349" type="person">Foley</name><note xml:id="fn3-16" n="4"><p><name key="name-009349" type="person">Maj W. C. T. Foley</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Stratford, <date when="1916-07-07">7 Jul 1916</date>; Regular
soldier; 26 Bn 1940–41; commanded squadron 2 Tank Bn (in NZ) 1942–43;
LO, Special Tank Sqn, <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name> (IP) <date when="1943">1943</date>; Armd Regt, <date when="1945">1945</date>; 2
NZEF (<name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name>) 1945–46.</p></note> HQ Coy. Lieutenant <name key="name-015346" type="person">Weston</name><note xml:id="fn4-16" n="5"><p><name key="name-015346" type="person">Maj G. C. Weston</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-021363" type="place">New Plymouth</name>, 18 
<date when="1916-11">Nov 1916</date>; barrister and solicitor; BM 6 Bde May–Jul 1942; p.w. 22 Jul 
<date when="1942">1942</date>; released <date when="1945-03">Mar 1945</date>.</p></note> 
became Adjutant but was replaced later by Lt L. G. <name key="name-015316" type="person">Smith</name><note xml:id="fn5-16" n="6"><p><name key="name-015316" type="person">Maj L. G. Smith</name>, m.i.d.; born <name key="name-120212" type="place">Mataura</name>, <date when="1911-08-18">18 Aug 1911</date>; accountant;
died of wounds <date when="1943-04-25">25 Apr 1943</date>.</p></note> 
A number of the men had been transferred to other units, some 
after being regraded. The 1st Reinforcement Company had 
been absorbed into the unit and a second reinforcement company was training with the battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the first week of March the <name key="name-000815" type="organisation">Second Echelon</name> had arrived 
from England to complete the Division in Egypt. Everyone 
guessed that it would not be long before the Division moved into 
the field. During the last few days of February and the first 
week in March, all equipment was checked and deficiencies 
made up.<note xml:id="fn6-16" n="7"><p>At this time an infantry battalion's weapon strength was as follows:—<lb/>
Platoon: 24 rifles 3 TSMGs 3LMGs 1 pistol 1 A-tk rifle 1 2-inch mortar.<lb/>
Company: 79 rifles 9 TSMGs 9 LMGs 12 pistols 4 A-tk rifles 3 2-inch
mortars.<lb/>
Total First Line: 320 rifles 37 TSMGs 36 LMGs 27 pistols 16 A-tk rifles<lb/>
12 2-inch mortars.<lb/>
Total Second Line<note xml:id="fn7-16" n="*"><p>Add also 10 Bren carriers, 4 mounting AALMGs.</p></note>: 130 rifles 5 TSMGs 13 LMGs 9 pistols 9 A-tk rifles 
2 3-inch mortars.</p></note> The camp was beginning to assume an air of expectancy. The troops were fit, trained, and each man knew the 
testing time was near and was ready for it.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP002a">
            <graphic url="WH2-26BaP002a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP002a-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>
        </p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n17" n="17"/>
      <div xml:id="c3" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 3<lb/>
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name></head>
        <p>EARLY on 6 March the battalion embussed on RMT lorries 
and left <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> as part of the 6th Brigade convoy. The 
destination was <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name>, a transit camp near the coast and not 
far from <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. It was a monotonous all-day drive, and 
matters were not improved when the men found that the tented 
area allotted them was in a dirty, disgusting state after heavy 
rain. The camp's previous occupants had brought back from 
the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name> a motley collection of campaign spoils. This 
rubbish was littered all over the camp and several days passed 
before it was all cleaned up. In any case, there was little else 
to do. The camp contained few recreational facilities and no 
leave was granted to <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. Several short route marches 
helped to fill in the time. Thompson sub-machine guns were 
issued to the battalion, one to each section. The general unpopularity of <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> was increased by two blinding sandstorms 
which swept the area. On both occasions the sun and all landmarks were blotted out, visibility was reduced to a few feet, and 
those caught outside the tent lines had considerable difficulty 
finding their way back in the choking sand. It was almost as 
bad inside the tents. Candles and lanterns were lit, and when 
the storms subsided a layer of fine dust, inches deep, covered 
everything.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After these experiences everyone was glad when embarkation 
orders were received. The unit transport and the carriers (some 
under tow) were the first away. Early on the 17th they joined 
a brigade convoy bound for the docks at <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. There 
they were loaded on the <hi rend="i">Koistan</hi>, a tramp steamer with limited 
passenger accommodation. As soon as the loading was completed the drivers embarked, and the steamer joined a convoy 
bound for an undisclosed destination. The next morning the 
battalion followed, the troops setting out on foot towards a railway siding two miles away. In addition to normal equipment 
each man was carrying a base kit and bedroll. Despite orders 
to the contrary many were also carrying primuses, billies, food
<pb xml:id="n18" n="18"/>
parcels, or other home comforts. Under a blistering hot sun 
they staggered and stumbled along the road and reached the 
siding sweating profusely and exhausted.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The train was waiting, and shortly afterwards it left for 
<name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. By 1 p.m. the troops were on the wharf alongside 
a partially converted troopship, HMS <hi rend="i">Breconshire</hi>. Embarkation began immediately and by half past three was complete. 
Mooring lines were loosed and the ship began to move up the 
harbour past several British and French warships lying at anchor. 
The bosun's whistle blew and all ranks were called to attention 
—a naval custom unknown to most soldiers. By 6 p.m. the 
<hi rend="i">Breconshire</hi> had joined the rest of the convoy and <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name> 
had dropped from sight. A message from <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> was 
read to all ranks. The Division's destination was <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, whose 
armies had been successfully resisting Italian aggression for some 
time. Although at peace with <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name>, the <name key="name-022633" type="organisation">Greek Government</name> 
feared that Mussolini's partner was about to extend his operations in the <name key="name-120048" type="place">Balkans</name>. The New Zealanders were part of a 
British force diverted to <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> in response to an appeal for 
help.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The ship was very crowded, Australian troops outnumbering 
the battalion and 6 Brigade personnel on board. The holds and 
passageways were packed with men and the overflow stayed on 
deck. The crew were unable to provide regular meals but occasionally supplied hot soup or tea. All ranks were carrying 
three days' hard rations—fifteen ship's biscuits, three tins of 
bully beef, sugar and tea. Knowing the voyage would last only 
a few days, everyone was quite content with these arrangements. 
The weather was fine and the sea calm. On the 20th the snow-capped hills of <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> came into view and several destroyers were 
sighted in the distance. Early the next morning the news that 
land was in sight caused a stampede to the ship's rails. As the 
<hi rend="i">Breconshire</hi> moved down the stream at <name key="name-001219" type="place">Piraeus</name> to tie up, everyone strained to catch a glimpse of this new country. The town 
stretched back from the wharves and sheds of the waterfront up 
to the lower slopes of greyish hills surrounding it. The national 
flag of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> seemed to be flying from every building and 
fishing smack.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n19" n="19"/>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion's transport was lined up at the wharf waiting 
to carry packs, kitbags, and the heavier equipment to <name key="name-009457" type="place">Hymettus</name> 
Park on the outskirts of the city, where the brigade camp was 
to be established. The <hi rend="i">Koistan</hi> had berthed at <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> the previous day after an uneventful voyage. The Greek ‘wharfies’ 
worked slowly, and eventually the drivers themselves lent a hand 
to unload their vehicles. That night they camped at the park.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By 11 a.m. the battalion was assembled on the wharf ready to 
begin the 13-mile march to the new camp. Clad in battle dress, 
the troops set out through the port along streets lined with cheering, flag-waving civilians who seemed to have appeared from 
nowhere. The road led out into a pleasant countryside green 
with spring growth. Along the route groups of villagers cheered 
and waved, while clean and tidily dressed children linked hands 
with the marching men and ran along with them. It was a 
pleasant welcome and a good omen for the future. A stop was 
made for lunch at a point close to the sea. Later, as the columns 
approached the city the crowds of watchers increased. To the 
troops the welcome was some compensation for a hot, uncomfortable march on a hard, bitumen road. But it was a severe 
blow to pride to watch a party of Australian shipmates drive 
past in New Zealand trucks, leaving the sound of their derisive 
laughter ringing in all ears.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By four o'clock the battalion had reached <name key="name-009457" type="place">Hymettus</name> to find 
it a carpet of green grass, cool and refreshing and very pleasant 
after a hot march and months of desert sand. Tents had already 
been erected and the men quickly settled down. There was to 
be no move for three days and general leave was granted. Each 
man was paid 500 drachmæ (18s 7d) and all except guards and 
pickets were soon strolling towards the main shopping area and 
the famous ruins beyond it. <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> had much to offer. The 
shops in the modern section of the city were stocked with goods 
of all descriptions. Bars and cafeterias did a good trade. Liquor 
was plentiful: cognac cost 3s a bottle and good German beer 
10d. Local brands of wine and spirits—ouzo, mavrodaphne, 
crassi, and many others—were tried, sometimes with unexpected 
results. The future was uncertain and the men set out to make 
the most of the present. There were many hilarious parties and, 
in the mornings, many sore heads. <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> had other attractions.
<pb xml:id="n20" n="20"/>
Fresh fruit was always available and the drinking water was 
free of chlorine. The language caused no problem, for many of 
the civilians spoke surprisingly good English. The activities of 
the German Consul and his staff caused comment and some 
anger. Each day the Consul drove through the park, and his 
staff were seen meticulously noting particulars of units as they 
arrived or left for the north of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. All ranks were warned 
that many Germans were about the streets seeking information 
on troop movements.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The stay in <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> was short—too short for most of the men. 
Early on the morning of the 23rd the unit transport loaded with 
gear joined a convoy under Maj Samson bound for Northern 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-20" n="1"><p>Main appointments at 21 Mar were:
<list type="simple"><item><p>CO: <name key="name-004509" type="person">Lt-Col J. R. Page</name></p></item><item><p>2 i/c: <name key="name-015308" type="person">Maj J. M. Samson</name></p></item><item><p>Adjt: Capt L. G. Smith</p></item><item><p>QM: Capt F. W. Wilson</p></item><item><p>MO: Capt W. W. Little</p></item><item><p>Padre: <name key="name-015321" type="person">Rev. J. S. Strang</name></p></item><item><p>TO: <name key="name-015156" type="person">2 Lt R. Bethell</name></p></item><item><p>IO: 2 Lt A. B. Kennedy</p></item><item><p>A Coy Comd: <name key="name-013488" type="person">Capt T. Milliken</name></p></item><item><p>B Coy Comd: Capt H. G. McQuade</p></item><item><p>C Coy Comd: Capt J. W. McKergow</p></item><item><p>D Coy Comd: Capt F. W. Huggins</p></item><item><p>HQ Coy Comd: Capt W. C. T. Foley</p></item><item><p>Signals: 2 Lt W. Tolerton</p></item><item><p>Carriers: 2 <name key="name-015345" type="person">Lt W. D. Westenra</name></p></item></list>
</p></note> The rest of the battalion was to follow by rail. It was 
a warm sunny morning, and in <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> a colourful youth parade 
was in progress. The troops prepared to march to the Rouf 
station about three miles away. Base kits and all tropical gear 
were collected and sent to a depot in the city. A roll-call revealed some absentees and a truck was sent into the city to 
round them up. These men, together with some others, had 
been indulging themselves too freely in the local wine. When 
the companies formed up to march off, the drunks were lined 
up in the centre column so that their neighbours could support 
them. Near the King George Hotel, where the King of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> 
was waiting to take the salute, Col Page gave the order to 
march to attention. Some of the centre rankers, bereft of support, ‘bit the dust’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Large crowds bade the men farewell. When the line of 
marching men caught up the tune ‘The old red flannel drawers 
that Maggie wore’ there was a wild outbreak of cheering, the 
onlookers apparently believing the song to have some national 
significance. It was noticeable that few of the onlookers were 
men of military age and that many of the women were in
<pb xml:id="n21" n="21"/>
mourning. At the station the troops climbed into box-wagons 
resembling refrigeration cars. They were labelled <hi rend="i">Hommes</hi> 40, 
<hi rend="i">Chevaux</hi> 8, and it was generally agreed that the horses would 
have been decidedly more comfortable. There was some delay 
while the remaining winebibbers, about twenty all told, were 
rounded up and locked in one of the wagons, and it was 5 p.m. 
before the train got away. As darkness fell each man endeavoured to elbow himself a place to sleep. The frequent 
stoppages and the constant vibration of the steel floor denied 
rest to all but the hardiest sleepers. At daylight the train was 
passing through rugged, hilly country close to the town of 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>, an important communications centre. At the station 
the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> supplied hot tea and the men were able to buy 
oranges, fresh raisin bread, and sweetmeats. The journey was 
completed shortly after midday. The troops detrained at the 
<name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> station and marched along cobblestone streets, through 
the old ramshackle town, to a park about two miles away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At the park company areas were allotted, and before long 
curious onlookers were mingling with the troops. The road 
party had not arrived so no tents could be erected, and the men 
spent the night, one of many in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, sleeping under the stars. 
The air was noticeably cooler than at <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> due to the closeness of snow-clad <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name>. In the morning dozens of 
hungry Greek youngsters flocked around the camp seeking 
scraps of food. The villagers followed with baskets of fruit and 
eggs (cooked or raw) and bottles of wine. Later in the day the 
road party arrived. It had made overnight stops near the towns 
of <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> and <name key="name-013552" type="place">Tyrnavos</name>. Fine weather and the absence of 
mechanical troubles had made the journey a pleasant one.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">The defence of Northern <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> was at this stage based on 
the Aliakmon line, covering the approaches to the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> and 
Olympus Passes. (A forward defence line, the Metaxas line, 
ran parallel to the Bulgarian frontier.) The 19th Greek Division 
was still occupying the coastal sector to which the New Zealanders had been directed, as it had certain defence works to 
complete, the most important of which was a wide anti-tank 
ditch being dug by Greek civilian labour. In the meantime 6
<pb xml:id="n22" n="22"/>
Brigade was to prepare reserve positions behind the Greeks. 
When the latter moved forward to the Metaxas line the brigade 
would occupy the main defences.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Late on the morning of 26 March the battalion set out on 
foot towards the brigade sector. After a 13-mile march along 
rough, clay roads and across rugged, hilly country, the companies halted for the night near <name key="name-027566" type="place">Koukos</name>, two miles south of the 
battalion sector. Next morning the march was completed and 
by noon the four companies were in position: A and B Coys 
forward with C in support and D in reserve. Throughout the
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba022a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba022a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba022a-g"/><figDesc>Black and white map of army positions</figDesc></figure>
afternoon everyone was busy digging in, but no sooner were the 
defensive preparations well in hand than an order was received to move. D Coy was to return to <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> on unit 
transport, proceed by rail to the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> tunnel area, and 
prepare defensive positions there. The rest of the battalion was 
to withdraw to the <name key="name-012624" type="place">Petras Sanatorium</name> on the forward slopes of 
<name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> and prepare a defensive position. Both areas 
would eventually be taken over by 5 Brigade.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n23" n="23"/>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after D Coy left the battalion began retracing its 
steps along the road to <name key="name-027566" type="place">Koukos</name>. Lorries picked up the laden 
men before they reached the village and carried them through 
to their destination. The transport reached the area just before 
midnight but had some difficulty negotiating the sharp bends of 
the steep, narrow branch road leading up to the Sanatorium. 
The darkness caused some confusion, but at length the companies were directed through scrub-covered country to their 
positions. Everyone was tired, cold, and hungry. A few, 
stumbling about in the dark, came across what they thought 
were trenches. They slept in them only to find out in the morning that the trenches were empty graves.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Everyone felt much more cheerful in the morning. The sun 
was shining and the discomforts of the night were soon forgotten. The Sanatorium was a large three-storied building set 
in pleasant surroundings. Behind it a green forest stretched up 
to the snow-clad mountain, and beneath the trees primroses, 
violets, and forget-me-nots grew in wild profusion. Squirrels 
peeped down from behind the branches and tortoises plodded 
out of the way. Down nearer the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name> road, where 
the ground was more open although covered with light scrub, 
the companies were endeavouring to erect tents. Colonel Page 
paid a courtesy call on the doctor in charge of the Sanatorium 
but found him inclined to be hostile towards his uninvited 
guests. Later the CO and several of his officers carried out a 
reconnaissance of tracks behind the camp to select defensive 
positions which could cover the Pass road. It was decided to 
widen a mule track, which ran in a southerly direction through 
forest towards the village of Stavros, so that supplies could be 
brought in to the area by truck.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For the next two days the troops, armed with picks and 
shovels, worked hard on the new road. By nightfall on the 30th 
several miles of it had been completed at the cost of many 
blisters. Everything had to be manhandled onto the job for the 
unit transport was carting metal for roads north of <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. 
The Bren carriers had returned to <name key="name-027566" type="place">Koukos</name> on an anti-parachute 
role. Each day brought its crop of rumours: German panzer 
divisions were massing beyond the Bulgarian border; Axis planes
<pb xml:id="n24" n="24"/>
would drop parachutists behind the Aliakmon line; the Yugoslavs would not resist the Nazis. Scarcely any official information was given and few in the battalion knew what was going 
on around them. These rumours were disturbing but were forgotten while the recently arrived mail was read and reread.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the 30th Brig Hargest, 5 Brigade Commander, arrived 
at Battalion HQ, and after inspecting the area expressed his 
appreciation of the road work. On the following day 23 Battalion took over the sector and the troops prepared to rejoin 
6 Brigade. By this time 19 Greek Division had moved forward 
and 6 Brigade was occupying the main line. By nightfall RMT 
had carried the troops to <name key="name-027674" type="place">Sphendami</name>, a village two miles north-east of <name key="name-027566" type="place">Koukos</name>. The night was spent in an olive grove a short 
distance north of the village. From Brig Barrowclough Col Page 
learned that the battalion would occupy a 3500-yard sector in 
the centre of the brigade front. There was still no indication of 
the enemy's intention or of the forces he would employ in an 
attack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion moved forward to join 24 and 25 Battalions 
the following morning, the companies taking up positions along 
ridges which overlooked the anti-tank ditch and the small stream 
beyond it. In the distance stretched a wide valley, across which 
any enemy advance from <name key="name-018182" type="place">Bulgaria</name> could be expected. The 
ground was hard clay as the troops soon found out. The country 
was very open, and because of this only essential vehicles were 
left in the sector. Captain <name key="name-015350" type="person">Wilson</name><note xml:id="fn1-24" n="2"><p><name key="name-015350" type="person">Maj F. W. Wilson</name>, MBE, MC, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born Greendale, <date when="1896-09-11">11 Sep 1896</date>; building superintendent; Canterbury Regt 1915–19;
QM 26 Bn Feb 1940–Jun 1943.</p></note> and his staff camped in a 
wooded area about two miles away. Most of the unit vehicles 
were still under brigade command and were operating from 
another wooded area about ten miles to the rear. In the battalion sector a start was made on the defence work soon after 
company positions were allotted. B Coy was stationed on high 
ground on the left flank with C Coy on the ‘Bastion’, a rounded 
hill in the centre, and A Coy on lower ground to the right. The 
25th Battalion was on the left and the 24th on the right. Greek 
troops had already dug long, deep, connecting trenches after 
the pattern of those of the First World War. They were, in this
<pb xml:id="n25" n="25"/>
instance, badly sited and of little use to those seeking to dodge 
digging new ones, though in some cases use was made of the 
sandbagged firing pits.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although digging was slowed up by the hard surface, the defences were practically complete within a few days. Bren-gun 
pits were dug on vantage points and telephone lines laid from 
Battalion HQ to each company. The ‘I’ section mapped the 
area. The only passable roads being through the sectors of 
flanking battalions and across the front, the troops were given 
another roadmaking task. Concrete pipes lying out in front of 
the anti-tank ditch were carried back to fill in large chasms 
which crossed the proposed new route. Base metal was scarce 
but the road was open to traffic within a week. Meanwhile 
several hundred Greeks, most of them civilians, continued to 
work on the anti-tank ditch, 20–25 feet wide and 8–10 feet deep, 
which ran across the front about a thousand yards from the 
forward platoons. Several dumps of wire were found near the 
ditch and the companies soon had entanglements stretching 
across the front, sapling stakes being used as standards. Several 
truckloads of this wire were sent back to D Coy at the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> 
tunnel.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This company, after debussing at <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>, had continued the 
journey to <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> by rail. It was very late at night when 
the train reached <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name>, so instead of trying to find billets 
the men slept in and around the small station. In the morning 
Capt Huggins reconnoitred a camp site at the south end of the 
tunnel and close to the beach. Tents were soon erected and the 
company was free to begin its task—the preparation of a battalion position around the tunnel and on <name key="name-009249" type="place">Castle Hill</name> above it. 
Impressed with the urgency of the job the troops set to and 
worked with a will. The ground was hard and rocky and 
covered with scrub, but despite inadequate tools good progress 
was made.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was not all work. The village of <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> was only about 
a mile from the camp, and in one or other of its six wineshops 
the men spent their off-duty hours. The wines were a mixture 
of good and bad. Fresh fish and eggs, with brown bread, could 
be bought at a reasonable price, and this dish was in demand at 
supper-time. Greek cigarettes and oranges were also procurable.
<pb xml:id="n26" n="26"/>
Two lambs, purchased locally, proved when cooked to be 
nothing like their New Zealand counterpart despite the efforts 
of Pte G. C. Ingram, the cook. A quantity of extra rations was 
bought from the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> store at <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> and the company enjoyed 
much better meals than the rest of the battalion. Captain 
Huggins and Lt C. D. F. Bowie organised sing-songs, and it was 
not uncommon for the villagers to join in and exchange song 
for song with their visitors.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 6 April there was a sudden change in the situation. Germany declared war on <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and <name key="name-004979" type="place">Yugoslavia</name>. That morning 
in its sector north of <name key="name-027674" type="place">Sphendami</name>, the battalion woke to the 
sound of explosions in <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name>, 40 miles away. The realisation 
that the battle for <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> was about to begin and the appearance of enemy reconnaissance planes lent impetus to the completion of the defence work. In their sector the men of the 
battalion were confident of their ability to hold their own 
against German infantry, provided tanks were unable to get 
across the anti-tank ditch. For the next two days everyone 
worked hard to perfect the defences. Very little news of the 
early fighting reached the unit but it was generally known that 
the enemy was using mobile forces and tanks to spearhead his 
attack, assisted by a large section of the <name key="name-022576" type="organisation">German Air Force</name>. A 
division of parachutists was available for use if needed. Despite 
this knowledge all ranks were keyed up at the prospect of action. 
More mail had arrived and everyone was in good spirits.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Then, before breakfast on 8 April, came unexpected orders 
to move back again to the vicinity of <name key="name-012624" type="place">Petras Sanatorium</name>. Only 
the carriers were to remain in the forward area. Together with 
a small infantry force, they were to plug the gap in the line. 
The news was not well received. Almost everyone, knowing 
little of the tactical situation, gave vent to his feelings in no 
uncertain terms, more particularly as the men considered their 
defences wellnigh impregnable. Nothing could be done about it 
so the troops, somewhat resentfully, packed up and prepared to 
leave. Colonel Page set out with an advanced party for the 
new area. Headquarters 6 Brigade could tell him little about 
either the reason for the move or the task ahead of the battalion. Later he learned that it had been decided to abandon 
the Aliakmon line in favour of the shorter and more easily <choice><orig>de-
<pb xml:id="n27" n="27"/>
fended</orig><reg>defended</reg></choice> <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line, which followed the line 
of the <name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name>, <name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>, and the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>. As 
a result of this decision 4 Brigade withdrew and moved to the 
vicinity of <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>, leaving 6 Brigade temporarily on its own with 
only a light screen of armoured vehicles (Divisional Cavalry) 
between it and the enemy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The skies clouded over during the morning and by noon it 
was evident that rain would soon be falling. An hour later the 
troops were retracing their steps towards <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> for the second 
time. The rain soon began and the clay roads became very 
slushy. Twelve miles had been covered and it was 4.30 p.m. 
when lorries picked up the tired, wet, and bedraggled infantrymen and carried them through to their destination. At the time 
it was small compensation to know that the rain which had 
made the march so unpleasant had also grounded enemy aircraft. Darkness had fallen and heavy rain had set in by the 
time the convoy reached the Sanatorium road. Captain Wilson 
and his staff, who had arrived some time previously, had erected 
a few tents and had a hot meal waiting. As soon as the meal 
was over the companies dispersed to the sides of the road and 
the men lost no time in erecting their tents, for it was now 
raining more heavily.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At nine o'clock there was a stand-to. Platoon commanders 
rushed around making sure that their men were ready to move 
off in battle order at a moment's notice. Wild rumours flashed 
through the lines. Was this action? Everyone forgot his tiredness and wondered what might be in store. It was strongly 
rumoured that the battalion would relieve the Maoris in their 
sector forward of the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>. But time passed and 
nothing happened. The stand-to was relaxed. Nothing out of 
the ordinary happened for the rest of the night, except that the 
troops went to sleep in damp clothing to the continual whine of 
vehicles moving back over the Pass road. Outside in the rain, 
patrols and pickets plodded around the lines cursing the 
weather.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was still raining in the morning, and there was no opportunity to dry out wet clothes for Brig Hargest had given the 
battalion a number of tasks. The most important was to control the constant stream of traffic moving up and down the
<pb xml:id="n28" n="28"/>
Pass road. New Zealand vehicles were intermingled with 
Greek ambulances, gun limbers, and even some slow-moving 
steam engines. Refugees with their handcarts and small wagons 
were arriving in increasing numbers to complicate matters still 
further. Most of those not employed on this task and on picket 
duty were taken by transport to a position high up on the Pass, 
near where the Brigadier wished to site some field guns. Out 
came the picks and shovels and the troops began their third 
roadmaking task within a fortnight. Although the men worked 
hard on the new road, the period will be better remembered 
for the hectic journey back to camp each day. The road was 
steep and slippery with many sharp bends, and the trucks, none 
of which had chains, slid down inclines and skidded around 
corners. The troops hung on like grim death, expecting each 
moment to go hurtling down into the gorge far below.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile the Germans were advancing into <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. On 9 
April Salonika fell and the enemy spearheads neared the 
Divisional Cavalry screen. Late that night 6 Brigade was 
ordered to withdraw through the Pass, leaving the carriers of 
the three battalions behind as a delaying force. Except for the 
news about <name key="name-009685" type="place">Salonika</name>, none of this was known at Battalion 
HQ. The first indication of the brigade's withdrawal was the 
arrival of the unit transport at the traffic control posts early on 
10 April. The transport, still brigaded, continued on over the 
Pass and finally dispersed not far from <name key="name-027499" type="place">Dolikhe</name>, where 
Divisional HQ was established. Later the same morning Col 
Page received orders to take his battalion over the Pass to a 
brigade concentration area north of <name key="name-027499" type="place">Dolikhe</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Immediately after lunch B Echelon vehicles loaded with tents 
and other equipment joined the stream of westbound traffic. 
After a tedious journey made worse by frequent hold-ups and 
mishaps, the convoy reached the new camp site near Ag Demetrios. The main body set out on foot at 1.30 p.m. along a road 
fortunately clear of traffic, and soon afterwards turned onto a 
secondary road and began to climb through the Pass. No rain 
had fallen during the morning and the road was in good order, 
but the men found the 11-mile march most gruelling. Desert 
training had not extended to climbing mountains with full 
packs. It was almost dusk by the time the new camp site came
<pb xml:id="n29" n="29"/>
into view. Rain began to fall soon afterwards and for the second 
time tents were pitched in the wet. Captain McKergow summed 
up the battalion's recent activities with these words:</p>
        <lg type="verse">
          <l>He who fights and runs away, lives to fight another day.</l>
          <l>He who runs before he fights, lives to climb Olympian heights.</l>
        </lg>
        <p rend="indent">The first night in the new area was a miserable one. The 
camp was 3000 feet above sea level in desolate, scrub-covered 
country. Icy winds off the snow made conditions very unpleasant, especially as some of the men were without greatcoats 
and most of the blankets were being carried by the unit transport. An issue of Ewan's beer to all ranks did little to keep out 
the penetrating cold. Later that night 2 <name key="name-015345" type="person">Lt W. D. Westenra</name><note xml:id="fn1-29" n="3"><p><name key="name-015345" type="person">Lt W. D. Westenra</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1911-01-08">8 Jan 1911</date>; farm manager;
died of wounds <date when="1941-11-29">29 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> 
arrived with the Carrier Platoon. They had exciting news. As 
part of the rearguard they had watched the approach of German 
armour. The anti-tank ditch had not proved a difficult obstacle, 
and following instructions the rearguard had withdrawn over 
the Pass.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The defensive line along which the New Zealanders were now 
in position stretched from the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> tunnel area on the coast 
inland to the <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name>, occupied by 5 Brigade, across to 
<name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>, held by 4 Brigade. Farther west and north-west 
were Australian and Greek forces whose defences lay forward 
of the <name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> on towards the Albanian border. Each 
sector was of necessity held by the minimum of troops. Several 
lines of approach were open to the Germans, who could outflank the line either by driving down the east coast and around 
the lower spurs of <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> or by moving between the 
<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> and the Pindus Range on the extreme left 
flank. Direct assaults could be made on the two main passes, 
and parachutists could be used to disrupt supplies and communications to force a withdrawal.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Little was done on Good Friday, 11 April. Heavy rain continued for most of the day and this, together with the cold wind, 
made conditions very unpleasant. Greatcoats and blankets were 
brought from the transport park at <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name> and everyone 
felt much happier, more particularly as shortly before dusk it
<pb xml:id="n30" n="30"/>
began to snow. Next morning the countryside was enveloped in 
a white mantle several inches deep. A cold wind was still blowing and few moved far from the tent lines. The Carrier 
Platoon was again sent to Brigade HQ on an anti-paratroop 
role. The same day the Australian and New Zealand troops in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> became known as <name key="name-000594" type="organisation">Anzac Corps</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As it was expected that the battalion would remain in reserve for several days, at least until the enemy attack developed, 
a truck was sent to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> on 12 April to purchase <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> stores. 
Padre Strang and Capt <name key="name-015327" type="person">Thomson</name><note xml:id="fn1-30" n="4"><p><name key="name-015327" type="person">Lt-Col E. J. Thomson</name>, ED; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1910-02-05">5 Feb 1910</date>;
business manager; DAAG HQ NZ Troops in Egypt 1944–45.</p></note> volunteered to go. The 
journey lay over bad roads and was made in blinding snow and 
sleet, but the two officers returned with a lorry load of goods, 
including cigarettes, chocolate, and casks of good wine. Most 
of the items were paid for and the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> obligingly allowed 
credit for the rest.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Sundays were frequently to prove momentous days for 26 
Battalion, and Easter Sunday <date when="1941">1941</date> was one of them. It dawned 
fine and sunny and all ranks took the opportunity to hang their 
wet clothes out to dry. Short church services were held, and 
everyone was settling down for another day of rest and quiet 
when word was received that D Coy was in <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> waiting 
for transport. All available unit vehicles were unloaded and in 
a short time were on their way south. Relief was expressed that 
the company was safe for everyone knew that <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> was 
now a forward area. That their fears were not unfounded was 
confirmed by the company's experiences. On 9 April 21 Battalion had taken over the <name key="name-010615" type="place">Platamon</name> area, and three days later 
Capt Huggins was ordered to board a train which was being 
sent down from <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> to take the company back to the battalion. Knowing that the unit had withdrawn through the Pass 
and the Germans were approaching <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>, he assumed the 
train would take his men to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">However, when the train moved off that night it headed 
north towards <name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>. Although somewhat alarmed there was 
nothing Capt Huggins could do about it. In any case he knew 
little of the arrangements made to get his men away. At 
<name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name> the troops detrained and moved into an empty goods
<pb xml:id="n31" n="31"/>
shed, glad to get out of the uncomfortable cattle trucks. It was 
10 p.m. and nobody at the station knew anything about the 
company. The only New Zealanders in the town were Divisional 
Cavalry patrols who reported that the enemy was only a few 
miles away and could be expected to arrive at any time. A 
Greek general whose headquarters were a mile away confirmed 
this alarming news. A mistake had been made somewhere, but 
what was more important, the company was stranded and in 
danger of being captured. Fortunately the General was able to 
communicate with Divisional HQ, which arranged for a train to 
be made available to take the company back to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. The 
men, realising the seriousness of their position, were impatient 
to be gone, but the Greek railway officials would not be hurried 
and it was 2 a.m. before the train left the station. The journey 
was uneventful, and shortly after dawn the company was in 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. While they waited for transport to arrive the men 
watched British planes from a nearby aerodrome drive off enemy 
raiders. The battalion vehicles reached <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> at 4 p.m. and, 
as soon as the company had embussed, set out on the return 
journey to <name key="name-013374" type="place">Ag Demetrios</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile, at <name key="name-013374" type="place">Ag Demetrios</name> events had moved swiftly. 
Shortly before midday <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> arrived at Battalion 
HQ and gave orders for the battalion to move as soon as possible to <name key="name-022941" type="organisation">19 Australian Brigade</name>'s sector west of the <name key="name-001325" type="place">Servia Pass</name>. 
On arrival in the area the battalion would come under the command of this brigade, which was stationed forward of the 
<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name>. The General intimated that the unit's probable role would be to strengthen the Australians' right flank and 
shorten the gap between it and 4 NZ Brigade around <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>. 
The RMT would carry the troops and all equipment to the new 
area. Colonel Page wasted no time and within an hour had set 
out with his company commanders to locate the Australians, 
leaving Maj Samson to bring on the main body.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The transport arrived and the gear and equipment dumped 
earlier in the day was reloaded on the trucks. This was the battalion's sixth move in 18 days, but there was surprisingly little 
comment from the men as they packed up ready to leave. By 
2.30 p.m. they were on the lorries and the convoy headed south-west towards <name key="name-003542" type="place">Elevtherokhorion</name> and the main <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>-<name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>
<pb xml:id="n32" n="32"/>
highway. It was quite a pleasant trip. The sun was shining and 
the roads were in fair order. After the trucks turned on to the 
<name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> road they encountered more traffic, but there was no sign
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba032a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba032a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba032a-g"/><figDesc>Black and white map of army positions</figDesc></figure>
of enemy planes until the leading vehicles were on the crest of 
the Pass road. The convoy stopped and most of the troops 
debussed to watch enemy dive-bombers in action. Some admiration was expressed for their graceful performance as they dived 
and rolled in the blue sky—admiration which in the next few 
days turned to hatred. All around anti-aircraft guns were firing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After the raid was over the journey was resumed. Instead of 
continuing down the road leading to <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> the convoy turned 
west at the crest of the Pass, stopping when about two miles 
beyond <name key="name-015291" type="place">Proselion</name>, a village which had been a target of enemy 
bombers. Darkness was falling as the vehicles reached the 
stopping place and the men debussed. Colonel Page had not 
been able to find the Australians. Headquarters 4 Brigade knew 
they were somewhere on its left and thought they were across 
the river; <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Battalion</name> HQ stationed close to <name key="name-015291" type="place">Proselion</name> could 
offer nothing more definite. Fourth Brigade HQ was trying to
<pb xml:id="n33" n="33"/>
communicate with them by wireless. So while the troops were 
boiling the billy the Colonel went ahead with a party of officers 
to reconnoitre possible roles for the battalion. During his absence 
orders were received through 4 Brigade to occupy a temporary 
position overlooking <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name>, a village several miles farther 
west and at the foot of the hills. By this time the lorries had 
been unloaded and the cooks were preparing a hot meal.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before it was ready the companies were ordered to move off. 
Each man was carrying, in addition to his normal equipment, 
extra ammunition, Bren magazines and grenades. In the darkness it was difficult to find and follow any track. After crossing 
a succession of scrub-covered hills, the column turned on to a 
track leading down towards the river. By 3 a.m. the companies 
were in position and the troops had dug in. Everyone was very 
tired and hungry. Meanwhile, the unit transport with D Coy 
on board had reached the spot where the gear had been dumped, 
guides having redirected the company along the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> road. 
Captain Huggins decided to wait for dawn before rejoining the 
unit as his men had had practically no sleep for over 36 hours. 
After an early start the company reached the <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> area 
shortly after 9 a.m., being machine-gunned from the air without loss while on the march.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nobody in the battalion was to get much rest during 14 April 
or the days that followed. At dawn all positions were changed, 
the three companies moving out onto the slopes directly overlooking <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> and the river. D Coy on its arrival was 
directed to a reserve position. Work on the defences continued 
throughout the morning. Telephone cable was laid from Battalion HQ to the companies and fire plans were worked out. 
No. 10 Platoon was sent to occupy <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name>. It was a clear 
sunny morning, and from their positions the men had an excellent view of the rolling scrub-covered country which stretched 
north and west beyond the river to the distant mountains. Little 
villages dotted the valley. Those who had binoculars soon 
noticed enemy troops and tanks moving down from the 
northern passes, while at the foot of the range a level stretch 
of ground was being used as an advanced landing field.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n34" n="34"/>
        <p rend="indent">Enemy aircraft in groups of twenty to thirty were flying overhead almost continually. The pilots displayed no interest in the 
infantry but bombed and machine-gunned road traffic and gun 
positions at the rear. For a while Bren gunners and riflemen 
alike blazed away at the enemy planes until they realised their 
efforts were futile. Even the fire from anti-aircraft guns in the 
Pass was apparently having little effect. At the transport park 
the gear dumped the night before had to be reloaded on unit 
vehicles, which were then well dispersed. No damage was 
suffered from the bombing. During the day Capt Wilson 
arrived from B Echelon with rations, having run the gauntlet 
of enemy air attacks as he travelled through the Pass. Meanwhile Col Page was trying to get in touch with the Australian 
brigade. Eventually an Artillery liaison officer was located to 
the rear of the battalion lines and the CO was able to speak to 
the Australian commander (Brig G. A. Vasey) over an 11-mile 
phone link. The Brigadier gave orders for the battalion to cross 
the river after dusk and take up a position on the right of his 
brigade, along a front of 3500–4000 yards.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Page returned to Battalion HQ and ordered the ‘I’ 
sergeant, Sgt Fraser,<note xml:id="fn1-34" n="5"><p><name key="name-015200" type="person">Sgt J. E. Fraser</name>; <name key="name-021115" type="place">Ashburton</name>; born <name key="name-120134" type="place">Oamaru</name>, <date when="1899-03-09">9 Mar 1899</date>; school
teacher; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04">Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> to endeavour to find a route down to the 
river or to <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> which could be used by the unit transport. 
Immediately after lunch the CO set out with his company commanders to look over the new sector. The party crossed the 
river and went to 19 Australian Brigade HQ. Here more was 
learned of the local position, but it was obvious that the Australians were no more conversant with the general situation than 
was Col Page. Brigadier Vasey painted a grim picture and was 
not optimistic that the <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line could be 
held. The position on both flanks was obscure and confusing. 
Fighting was going on around <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name> but nothing 
was known of the result. On the left flank the Greek defences 
were very weak and might crumble at any time, allowing the 
Germans to sweep around and cut off the brigade's line of withdrawal. The Australians were thinly spread across their sector 
and their platoons were noticeably short of automatic weapons. 
The arrival of 26 Battalion would still leave a 4000-yard gap to
<pb xml:id="n35" n="35"/>
the left flank of 4 Brigade. In the event of an enemy attack 
little artillery support could be expected, particularly during 
daylight when enemy bombers were overhead.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Somewhat disturbed by this news the battalion party set out 
to reconnoitre the new sector, which stretched from high ground 
back in a north-easterly direction towards the river. It was not 
an easy task for the country was very rugged and covered with 
scrub. Steep hillocks and deep ravines criss-crossed the area and 
no tracks or paths could be found. It was difficult for the company commanders to pinpoint their respective sectors and those 
of their platoons. Nevertheless, the tramping done during the 
afternoon enabled them to familiarise themselves with the 
ground leading up to their sectors, and this was of great assistance during the night move. The crossing of the river presented the greatest obstacle. A rope ferry on which one assault 
boat was operated by the use of pulleys was all that was available, and only three men fully equipped could cross at one time. 
The river at this point was about 30 feet wide, very swift flowing, and about six feet deep in the centre. Steep banks ran 
down from both sides. Colonel Page ascertained that sappers 
would be on hand after dusk to operate the ferry.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Colonel later issued verbal orders for the night's move. 
At dusk companies were to move down to the ferry and cross 
the river immediately on arrival. C Coy, which had farthest 
to go, was to lead. Every effort was to be made to get platoons 
into position before dawn in case enemy reconnaissance planes 
appeared. Unit transport was to bring down mortars, stores, 
cooking gear, bedrolls, and extra ammunition by the route 
located by the ‘I’ section. Only one map of the area was 
available; the most suitable road to <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> lay through 
<name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>, which at this time was being heavily attacked by enemy 
aircraft. Several other tracks were shown but it was not known 
if these could be used by vehicles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Things did not turn out as planned. When the leading 
platoons reached the river after a five-mile trek down a slippery 
clay track and along the riverbed, they found the ferry deserted. 
There was nothing else to do but learn to manipulate this somewhat crazy craft. After one or two practices a few of the men 
became quite proficient in handling the pulley ropes and the
<pb xml:id="n36" n="36"/>
troops began to cross the river in a slow but steady trickle. 
Nevertheless, the non-arrival of the sappers and the inky darkness slowed down proceedings, and the troops towards the rear 
had a long wait before their turn came to clamber into the boat. 
When it became evident that all the companies would not be 
able to cross before daylight, the CO ordered D Coy to remain 
on the southern side of the river. By dawn three companies 
were across. B Coy dug in on the right flank close by with A 
Coy farther forward on its left, C Coy was still moving towards 
the hilly ground on the left flank, and Tactical HQ was set up 
behind A Coy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About the time the companies began their march down to the 
river, Maj Samson moved the unit transport along the road to 
Rear Battalion HQ, which had been established close to the 
road at the top of the clay track. Captain L. G. Smith, the 
Adjutant, was in charge but could give the Major little detailed 
information about the movements of the battalion except that 
the companies were crossing the river. Colonel Page himself 
had not returned from the afternoon reconnaissance but had 
stayed on the north bank. Sergeant Fraser had gone down as 
far as <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> by the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> route and on the way back had 
been shelled by enemy field guns on the north bank of the river. 
Australians belonging to B Echelons had told him they were 
vacating <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> as a forerunner to a general withdrawal from 
the <name key="name-120051" type="place">Olympus</name>-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line. The Adjutant also reported 
that the area around Rear Battalion HQ had been bombed and 
machine-gunned several times during the day. At length it was 
decided to disperse the vehicles to the sides of the road and look 
for a safer hideout at dawn. Early next morning a suitable 
place was found about two miles away and the drivers dispersed 
their trucks for the third time. Shortly afterwards the ‘I’ 
officer, 2 Lt Kennedy,<note xml:id="fn1-36" n="6"><p><name key="name-015230" type="person">Capt A. B. Kennedy</name>; <name key="name-120169" type="place">Kaiapoi</name>; born <name key="name-008963" type="place">Australia</name>, <date when="1906-04-28">28 Apr 1906</date>; motor
driver; wounded <date when="1941-04-27">27 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> arrived with a message ordering the 
transport to bring mortars, ammunition, etc., down to the river 
crossing, where D Coy would carry them to the forward troops.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Since dawn enemy aircraft had been making frequent sorties 
over the area and Maj Samson was very anxious that they 
should not discover the transport park. In view of Sgt Fraser's
<pb xml:id="n37" n="37"/>
report it seemed folly to attempt to travel through <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> to the 
river, and the ‘I’ section was ordered to make a detailed reconnaissance of other routes. Unfortunately, there was no way 
of communicating with Col Page except by runner, and that 
would take several hours. Lieutenant <name key="name-015332" type="person">Tolerton</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-37" n="7"><p><name key="name-015332" type="person">Capt W. M. Tolerton</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1917-08-11">11 Aug 1917</date>;
warehouseman; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04">Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> the Signals 
officer, had attempted to link Rear Battalion HQ and Tac HQ 
by phone but had run out of wire at the bottom of the clay 
track. He had set up his Signals Centre at this point but, like 
those on the hill above him, was unaware of the exact location 
of the troops and had received no message from them. The 
battalion was now divided into three almost independent groups: 
B Echelon near Divisional HQ at <name key="name-027499" type="place">Dolikhe</name>; Rear Battalion HQ 
on the <name key="name-015291" type="place">Proselion</name> road, and the companies in the valley. Rear 
Battalion HQ had been further divided when the transport 
moved to its third dispersal area. Lack of direct communication 
between the three groups created difficulties and misunderstandings.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the morning an Australian supply depot was found in 
a farmhouse not far from Capt Smith's Rear HQ. Arrangements 
were made to draw petrol at dusk as most of the unit's reserve 
stock had been used in the trip from <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. The Supply 
Officer confirmed that the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>-<name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> road was no longer 
safe for traffic. He intended to supply his troops in the valley 
by using mules to carry rations down what was known as the 
Monastery track. The Monastery lay at the end of a short 
branch road, the turn-off being very close to the transport park, 
and the track led down from it. Shortly after midday a second 
and more urgent written message was received from Col Page: 
mortars and supplies were to be brought down to the river no 
matter how difficult or dangerous the route. On receipt of this 
order Capt Foley and Lt <name key="name-015220" type="person">Horrell</name><note xml:id="fn2-37" n="8"><p><name key="name-015220" type="person">Maj H. J. H. Horrell</name>; Dunedin; born Mandeville, <date when="1907-10-04">4 Oct 1907</date>; clerk;
twice wounded.</p></note> set out to find the Monastery 
track and acquaint the Colonel of the latest developments. 
Enemy aircraft were still overhead at frequent intervals but they 
had not attempted to attack the battalion vehicles.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n38" n="38"/>
        <p rend="indent">Leaving Lt Horrell to return to Rear Battalion HQ and 
report, Capt Foley went down the Monastery track and, after 
passing through D Coy and crossing the river, continued on 
towards Tac HQ. He overtook an almost exhausted Australian 
officer who was carrying an urgent order to 19 Brigade HQ to 
withdraw. Line communications with the brigade had broken 
down and the officer had already covered 16 miles at a fast pace. 
Captain Foley took the message from the weary Australian and 
delivered it to Brig Vasey, and then reported to Col Page. By 
this time it was late afternoon and the defences across the river 
were almost completed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Throughout the day the forward companies had worked hard. 
As soon as they had reached their sector and been directed to 
their positions, the men had begun to dig in—a difficult task in 
such rough country. By 5 p.m. the work was completed. A thin 
line of defences, unprotected by armour, wire, or anti-tank 
devices and manned by tired, hungry men, stretched across to 
the river. All ranks were reconciled to spending another unpleasant night without a hot meal or blankets. Colonel Page 
was very concerned at the non-arrival of the mortars and the 
reserve supplies of ammunition. Brigadier Vasey had switched 
two platoons of Vickers gunners and 2/8 Australian Battalion 
(300 strong) across in support of the right flank, but nobody in 
the battalion was confident that the defences could withstand a 
sustained enemy attack. All day enemy planes had passed overhead unhampered and unmolested, and towards nightfall heavy 
gunfire could be heard in the distance.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although expecting a frontal attack, it was felt that the real 
danger lay in the possibility of the brigade being encircled. 
Rumours that Yugoslav resistance had ended and that the Germans had broken through the Greek defences on the left flank 
supported this view. It was obvious from the sounds of the 
shelling that 4 Brigade had been engaged and that the enemy 
was close to the river if not already across it. Everyone expected 
that the next 24 hours would see an end to the waiting period.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Foley's news completely changed the position. Companies were ordered to prepare to withdraw, and Col Page went 
to HQ <name key="name-022941" type="organisation">19 Australian Brigade</name>. Brigadier Vasey detailed his plan 
of withdrawal. The Australians were already recrossing the
<pb xml:id="n39" n="39"/>
river, and the Brigadier proposed to withdraw his men first, 
leaving 26 Battalion to form the rearguard covering the river 
crossing. He expected to have all his men across by 11 p.m. 
Colonel Page was not to move his men until that time. Once 
across the river the battalion would be on its own until it could 
rejoin 6 Brigade, thought to be somewhere in the neighbourhood of <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>, about 60 miles to the south-east. No transport 
could be provided and the unit would have to make the best 
use of its own vehicles. The Brigadier confirmed that the Germans had made a serious break-through on the left flank, and 
there was a grave possibility that the line of withdrawal to 
<name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> and <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> had been cut by enemy spearheads. Communications with the rear had broken down completely and this 
added to the confusion and uncertainty.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Page returned to Tac HQ and informed his company commanders of the latest developments. All gear which 
could not be carried was destroyed and the men settled down in 
the darkness to wait the order to move back. All knew that 
another sleepless night lay ahead of them. The wait was long 
and unnerving. Flares were going up all around and the noise 
of shelling seemed louder. At length it was eleven o'clock and 
the companies began moving. It was very dark, and this made 
the trek across the ridges and ravines much more difficult. The 
low scrub was particularly annoying. At the crossing a satisfactory, if precarious, footbridge had been erected by sappers 
with the help of D Coy, and this saved many hours' delay when 
time had become important.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile Rear Battalion HQ had been expecting a message 
from the CO countermanding his earlier order concerning the 
transport. At dusk Lt Tolerton had received no word, so Maj 
Samson decided to send the transport along the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> route 
while he followed the clay track down to the river crossing to 
find out what was amiss. Lieutenant <name key="name-015258" type="person">Matheson</name><note xml:id="fn1-39" n="9"><p><name key="name-015258" type="person">Capt J. E. Matheson</name>; Pahiatua; born Middlemarch, <date when="1905-04-07">7 Apr 1905</date>;
solicitor.</p></note> was placed in 
charge of the convoy. ‘I’ personnel who knew the route were 
to act as guides. The trucks had not gone far before they 
encountered withdrawing Australian vehicles. The narrow, 
winding road leading down from the Pass was very congested
<pb xml:id="n40" n="40"/>
with traffic, and near the bottom the column was halted by a 
road block. There was nothing else to do but turn back. 
Jammed nose-to-tail, with the Australian vehicles moving in the 
opposite direction and shells exploding close at hand, it was not 
an easy task to turn on the road. Fortunately only one truck 
was lost in the manæeuvre, and that solely due to the impatience 
of an Australian driver who bumped a B Coy 15-cwt. over the 
side of the cliff. Luckily the New Zealand driver was able to 
jump clear. Before long the transport was back at Rear Battalion HQ, <name key="name-013487" type="place">Matheson</name> having learned from an Australian major 
that a complete withdrawal to a line near <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> was in progress. This was confirmed by the volume of traffic on the 
<name key="name-015291" type="place">Proselion</name> road, which hampered the battalion convoy as it 
moved on to the transport park.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By this time Maj Samson was at the crossing, having stopped 
at the Signal Centre on the way. From Lt Tolerton he learned 
that troops were coming back across the river, although there 
was no word of the battalion. Realising that the transport would 
be needed to effect the withdrawal, the Major sent Lt Horrell, 
who had accompanied him, to <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name> to turn back the unit 
vehicles should they succeed in getting through the Pass. The 
crossing was a hive of activity. Sappers were working on the 
footbridge and the assault boat was still in use. Colonel Page 
was there, and after a short discussion with him Maj Samson 
set out up the Monastery track with the intention of having the 
transport ready to ferry the troops when they reached the 
Monastery. It was almost dawn when he arrived at the transport 
park. The drivers were wakened and ordered to dump all gear 
apart from petrol, rations, arms and ammunition. Later some 
of the drivers were able to collect petrol from the nearby supply 
dump before the Australians spiked the tins. Sergeant <name key="name-015297" type="person">Robertson</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-40" n="10"><p><name key="name-015297" type="person">WO I J. H. B. Robertson</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1908-01-27">27 Jan 1908</date>; master butcher; wounded <date when="1941-04-26">26 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> Provost sergeant, was posted to direct the vehicles along 
the Monastery road.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">For the troops the trek to the river was but the beginning. 
Ahead of the weary men lay what was to be the longest forced 
march of the campaign. It was also their third night without
<pb xml:id="n41" n="41"/>
sleep and proper meals. Silently and in single file they set out 
along the riverbed and up the steep, winding clay track. Hour 
after hour the march continued. As the going became tougher 
anti-tank rifles, Bren tripods, and other equipment were thrown 
to one side. Australians, many of them unarmed, mingled with 
the New Zealanders, all peering into the darkness and groping 
forward. Aussie stretcher-bearers aroused great admiration as, 
six to a stretcher, they carried their patients to safety. The 
hourly ten-minute halts became all too short. As dawn approached almost everyone collapsed at each halt and had to be 
roused to start climbing again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Finally, seven hours after they had begun the climb, the 
leading troops reached the Monastery. Only nine miles had 
been covered! It was just breaking dawn and it seemed that 
the day was going to be fine. The unit vehicles, 15-cwts. for 
the most part, were either at the road junction or on the way 
there—a pitifully small number to carry over 600 men. Some 
of the HQ Coy vehicles, being loaded with mortars, ammunition, etc., could carry few troops. Not far away was the dumped 
gear—packs, bedrolls, blankets, new two-men tents, and the 
<name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> stores bought four days earlier. While the men rested or 
rummaged through the untidy heaps to recover personal possessions, the vehicles were organised in readiness to begin a 
shuttle service. Drivers were instructed to carry each load of 
men three to four miles and then return for another load. Soon 
afterwards, packed with troops, the trucks set out along the 
inland road to <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> via the <name key="name-015187" type="place">Diskata Pass</name>. Very little was 
known about the condition of this road. It had been used by 
the Australians in their withdrawal, but there was a possibility 
that the Germans driving down from the north-west might reach 
the <name key="name-015187" type="place">Diskata Pass</name> before the battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Realising that the faster the battalion moved the greater its 
chance of escape, Col Page gave orders for those left behind to 
start marching. Nobody was to stop or wait for trucks to return. As each company reached the top of the track, a lucky 
few boarded trucks and the rest set out on foot along the road, 
rapidly becoming slushy. Almost miraculously, dark clouds had 
appeared in the sky and within a few minutes rain had begun 
to fall. Although the drizzle made conditions unpleasant, it
<pb xml:id="n42" n="42"/>
also grounded the enemy aircraft which had bombed and 
machine-gunned the area many times the day before. The last 
to leave were Lt Tolerton and his signallers. By the time they 
had reeled in their line and set out in two trucks to catch up 
with the battalion, it was nearly 11 a.m. They found the troops 
still cheerful and still marching although spread out for miles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The road quickly became a quagmire of squelching mud, and 
the easy slopes of the early part of the march had given way to 
steep inclines. Each group of men plodded along in the truck 
ruts, hopeful it would soon be their turn for a lift. Many 
Aussies were still on the road. Some were marching; others 
were sheltering out of the rain or were huddled around a small 
fire and a billy of tea. A shouted invitation to those on the road 
brought a quick response, for the troops had had no hot tea for 
several days. Nearly everyone was carrying a tin of bully beef, 
which did little to ease the pangs of hunger. The men's 
strenuous exertions and lack of sleep were having their effect. 
On the Sunday night the troops had marched to positions overlooking <name key="name-015306" type="place">Rymnion</name>; on Monday night there was the move over 
the river, and on Tuesday night the difficult climb up the goat 
track. The hours of daylight had been spent in trucks or preparing defence works. Hot meals had not been possible and 
rations were scarce. Now after twelve hours on the march the 
men were still a long way from their destination. A soup kitchen 
was set up in a church in one village but it closed down before 
many of the men reached it. One B Coy platoon found some 
overproof rum which, to quote one of the platoon, ‘produced a 
glow that even the rain couldn't dampen’.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Early in the afternoon the ferry service slowed down. The 
road became progressively worse and the hills steeper. Several 
trucks became stuck in the mud and the passengers had to 
clamber out and lend a hand. A more serious problem was the 
shortage of petrol. It had been intended to fill the tanks at dusk 
the previous day but the move to the river prevented it. At 
dawn the Australians had spiked most of the petrol tins in their 
supply depot. Major Samson, who was marching with C Coy, 
had earlier sent the water cart to <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> with a message asking 
for transport and petrol. At two o'clock there was no sign of 
any help. Consequently, drivers with their petrol gauges <choice><orig>show-
<pb xml:id="n43" n="43"/>
ing</orig><reg>showing</reg></choice> almost zero packed on as many troops as they could and set 
out for <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>. By 3 p.m. only a handful of vehicles was left. 
Some of these stalled on the steep slopes of the <name key="name-015187" type="place">Diskata Pass</name>. 
Fortunately, one or two trucks had chains and they towed the 
others and some Australian lorries out of the mud.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The departure of so many vehicles meant that the troops 
could hope for little relief for the rest of the journey. Colonel 
Page had gone ahead in his car over the Pass and encountered 
the divisional rearguard—a squadron of the Divisional Cavalry. 
The battalion was safe, but this was little comfort to the line of 
weary men strung out for miles back down the road. By 5 p.m. 
most of them had reached the Divisional Cavalry screen. There 
was no thought of stopping and still no sign of help. Darkness 
fell and it was no longer possible to follow the truck ruts. Each 
man mechanically walked behind the one in front of him and 
equally as mechanically carried his rifle or automatic weapon 
on an aching shoulder. Tired eyes peered into the darkness and 
ears strained for the sound of oncoming trucks. Everyone was 
weary, desperately weary, but grimly determined to complete 
the march. The long climb up the Pass and beyond it was the 
hardest stretch of all. Hours passed, and it was 10 p.m. before 
word was received that transport was definitely on the way. By 
this time most of the men were at the Divisional Cavalry headquarters near Diskata and the rest close to a small village about 
four miles away. The Cavalry cooks provided hot soup and 
earned the whole-hearted gratitude of the wet, bedraggled 
infantrymen.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About midnight the expected transport arrived and the troops 
embussed to fall asleep almost immediately. A long, uncomfortable journey followed. The road was poor, and towards the 
end of the journey the convoy was cut by other columns of 
vehicles, all moving south. The first vehicles reached their 
destination, the village of <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name>, about 4 a.m. and the last 
over four hours later. The weary passengers, half asleep, 
tumbled out of the trucks into the nearest barn or building and 
slept, regardless of their wet clothes and empty stomachs. The 
march was over; in the morning every man was accounted for 
except one driver and his truck. This truck, together with 
several others, had been commandeered by Australians during
<pb xml:id="n44" n="44"/>
the withdrawal. The only other casualty was a truck which had 
ended up in a ditch several miles west of <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>. Each man 
retained his arms and all equipment save that dumped by the 
transport.</p>
        <p rend="indent">B Echelon had also arrived at the village, having moved down 
from the <name key="name-027499" type="place">Dolikhe</name> area during the afternoon. Earlier in the day 
2 Lt <name key="name-015156" type="person">Bethell</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-44" n="11"><p><name key="name-015156" type="person">Capt R. Bethell</name>, MBE, m.i.d.; Culverden; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1905-10-17">17 Oct 1905</date>; sheepfarmer.</p></note> the Transport Officer, had gone to Brigade HQ 
area to find the headquarters gone. Nobody seemed to know 
where it was, so Bethell went to Divisional HQ at <name key="name-027499" type="place">Dolikhe</name> to 
find out the brigade's new location. Meanwhile, Capt Wilson 
had set out to take rations through to the battalion. He reached 
the original debussing point on the <name key="name-015291" type="place">Proselion</name> road only to find 
that the battalion had gone. On his way back he visited 20 
Battalion HQ. The CO of this battalion, <name key="name-208411" type="person">Lt-Col H. K. Kippenberger</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-44" n="12"><p><name key="name-208411" type="person">Maj-Gen Sir Howard 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; commanded 10 Inf Bde, <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>; 5 Bde <date when="1942-01">Jan 1942</date>–<date when="1943-06">Jun 1943</date>, Nov 1943–Feb 1944; 2 NZ Div 30 Apr–14 May 1943 and 9
Feb–2 Mar 1944; twice wounded; Editor-in-Chief, NZ War Histories.</p></note> was very disturbed about the sudden withdrawal 
of the Australian brigade and 26 Battalion. He had received 
no warning of it and was now left with one flank unprotected. 
By this time Bethell had learned that a general withdrawal was 
in progress and that HQ 6 Brigade was now based on <name key="name-013552" type="place">Tyrnavos</name>, 
a town several miles south of <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> on the main road to 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. As he passed through <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> he saw several of the 
battalion 15-cwts., packed with troops, on the roadside. He 
directed them to Brigade HQ, where officers in the party told the 
story of the battalion's withdrawal. The assembly of sufficient 
transport to bring out the unit was a difficult task and was 
handled by Brigade HQ. No RMT was available, and 24 and 25 
Battalions were both using their own vehicles. When the latter 
vehicles became free a convoy was organised and sent to Diskata. 
Meanwhile, Capt Wilson had returned and B Echelon had 
moved to <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name>, a village on a side road linking <name key="name-013552" type="place">Tyrnavos</name> 
and <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>, which was chosen as an assembly point for the 
battalion.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n45" n="45"/>
        <p rend="indent">Misty rain continued during 17 April but there were few of 
the battalion interested in the weather, at least until after midday. The men awoke to find that several bags of mail and 
parcels had arrived. Wet clothes and sore feet were forgotten 
as the news from home was read and the contents of the parcels 
eaten. Those who only a short time before had been disgruntled 
and depressed now gathered around to laugh and joke. But if 
the home news was reassuring, that received from Brigade HQ 
was the reverse. The Olympus-<name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name> line had been 
abandoned and the <name key="name-000594" type="organisation">Anzac Corps</name> was withdrawing to the region 
of <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name>, a neck in the peninsula in which lay 
<name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>. On the immediate front 24 and 25 Battalions, with 
artillery and anti-tank support, were covering the two roads 
leading south from <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name>. Apart from demolitions, rearguard 
parties and a Divisional Cavalry screen, these two units formed 
the only barrier to an enemy advance on <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. There was a 
possibility that enemy spearheads might drive around either 
flank and encircle the New Zealanders. Sixth Brigade, as the 
Division's rearguard, was to withdraw after dusk on the 18th.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After its recent unfortunate experiences 26 Battalion was in 
no state to take an active part in the brigade defence scheme. 
During the 17th and 18th efforts were made to remedy this.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An attempt was made to recover the gear dumped on the 
morning of the 16th, but the presence of enemy troops on the 
Diskata road forced the truck to turn back. Captain Wilson 
located a British supply dump not far from <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name> and 
arranged to draw supplies from it. When he returned with some 
vehicles he found the depot unguarded and Greeks busy helping 
themselves. In a short time the trucks were loaded with blankets, 
boots, and all manner of wearing apparel. Two cookers were 
salvaged and used to replace others lost earlier. A large supply 
of tinned fruit and over a thousand bottles of beer were obtained 
from an Australian canteen near <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. Ammunition was 
drawn from another dump. Meanwhile the troops were resting 
and by the morning of the 18th were feeling much refreshed 
and in better shape to take a more active role.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after breakfast the battalion moved out of the village 
to take up a position astride the <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name>-<name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> road behind 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. A shortage of picks and shovels slowed up the
<pb xml:id="n46" n="46"/>
defence work but by midday the companies had dug in. Each 
man knew that the day would be a crucial one. The rain had 
ceased and the skies were clear. Enemy planes seemed to be 
everywhere. <name key="name-003539" type="place">Elasson</name> was heavily bombed, and so were some 
towns and villages farther south. Disturbing reports were received from Brigade HQ: enemy armoured spearheads were 
converging on the area from three directions. The Divisional 
Cavalry screen had withdrawn from the <name key="name-015187" type="place">Diskata Pass</name> and was 
stationed a short distance forward of 24 and 25 Battalions. The 
enemy was advancing down this road and also along the <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name> 
road. The third threat was developing from the north-east, 
where enemy troops were advancing around the southern spurs 
of <name key="name-001184" type="place">Mount Olympus</name>. The Carrier Platoon, which had rejoined 
the unit, was ordered to patrol the open ground east of Brigade 
HQ.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was an anxious period. Nobody knew just where the enemy 
was or from what direction an attack might develop. Field guns 
dug in forward of the battalion were already engaging enemy 
targets, and everyone hoped that their fire might delay the 
assault long enough to enable the brigade to disengage and withdraw at dusk. Captain Wilson and his staff had already left and 
the rest of the battalion was ready to follow at a moment's 
notice. Slowly the time passed and the noise of the shelling grew 
louder. The order to withdraw came at 3 p.m. and with it a 
change of plan. Originally the battalion was to move on RMT 
by road direct to the village of <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, 120 miles away, while the 
rest of the brigade followed another route which took them 
through <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name>. The rifle companies were now to travel south 
from <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> by rail. Lorries from the RMT company would 
carry the men to the railway siding.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly before four o'clock the transport arrived, and as the 
troops were embussing <name key="name-208411" type="person">Col Kippenberger</name> arrived with the 
remnants of the 4 Brigade rearguard. This party had had little 
sleep for many nights, had marched across country practically 
the whole way from <name key="name-004693" type="place">Servia</name>, and were completely done in. A 
stiff whisky and the Colonel settled down in the CO's car to 
sleep. The other members of the party climbed into one of the 
trucks and followed suit.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n47" n="47"/>
        <p rend="indent">The trucks moved off shortly afterwards, travelling through 
<name key="name-013552" type="place">Tyrnavos</name> and along the main road to <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name>. A steady pace 
was maintained and by five o'clock the troops had debussed at 
the siding. There had been a temporary hold-up on the outskirts of the town when Stuka dive-bombers brought the 
column to a halt and bombed a bridge about 100 yards ahead 
of the leading vehicle. The bridge was not damaged, and by 
the time the planes turned to machine-gun the stationary vehicles 
and the roadside the troops were well scattered. Some of them 
were sheltering in a nearby cemetery. One soldier (Pte G. T. 
Webster)<note xml:id="fn1-47" n="13"><p><name key="name-015342" type="person">Pte G. T. Webster</name>; born England, <date when="1918-01-12">12 Jan 1918</date>; carpenter; killed in
action (3.30 p.m.) <date when="1941-04-18">18 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> was killed instantly by a bomb splinter. <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> was 
a shambles. Burnt-out and burning trucks and fallen masonry 
littered the streets. Here and there lay a body roughly covered 
by a tarpaulin. Most of the buildings were in ruins and some 
were on fire. No civilians were in sight. At the crossroads in 
the town the provost on duty misdirected part of the convoy 
down the <name key="name-004904" type="place">Volos</name> road. These vehicles went some distance before 
finding out what had happened, but after some delay rejoined 
the rest of the convoy at the siding.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was soon apparent that the train journey was going to be 
no ordinary one. The station had been badly damaged. All 
types of carriages and wagons, including some with <name key="name-027417" type="organisation">Red Cross</name> 
markings, had been smashed. Several lines were cut by bomb 
craters. This was the first time the troops had seen the havoc 
which could be wrought by air power and consequently all were 
keen to get away before the bombers reappeared. Greek officials 
had abandoned the line on the 16th and the assembly of the 
train had been entrusted to sappers from 19 NZ Army Troops 
Company. Two of them, Les <name key="name-015317" type="person">Smith</name><note xml:id="fn2-47" n="14"><p><name key="name-015317" type="person">Spr L. L. Smith</name>; Palmerston South; born NZ <date when="1911-12-05">5 Dec 1911</date>; lorry
driver; p.w. <date when="1941-05">May 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-05">May 1945</date>.</p></note> and ‘Hoot’ Gibson,<note xml:id="fn3-47" n="15"><p><name key="name-015204" type="person">Spr R. C. Gibson</name>; born England, <date when="1906-03-16">16 Mar 1906</date>; engine driver.</p></note> had 
volunteered to drive the train south, and they were busy getting 
everything ready. Gradually a motley collection of carriages and 
wagons was assembled. The engine had obviously seen better 
days. The overhead system had broken down and water for 
the engine had to be carried in petrol cans.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n48" n="48"/>
        <p rend="indent">Three hours passed before the sappers were ready to move 
off. In the interim the troops had found a stock of tinned fruit 
and beer. In stores across the road there was fresh bread, a 
commodity not seen for some time. While these discoveries were 
being made, an electrifying rumour that the Germans had 
entered the outskirts of the town spread through the station 
yards. Although false, it did have the effect of speeding up the 
move. Soon after eight o'clock the last train from <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> 
headed south towards <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>. The destination was Kephissokhori, over a hundred miles away. Exactly where it was 
nobody knew. Major Samson was put in charge of the rail 
party, Col Page electing to travel with the unit transport which 
had been waiting at the siding. Both parties had eventful 
journeys before they reached <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> and Capt Wilson's hideout.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The transport column travelled right through the night to 
reach <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> about two o'clock the following afternoon, 19 April. 
Darkness had overtaken the convoy as it headed towards 
<name key="name-004543" type="place">Pharsala</name>. The road was fairly free of traffic, and it was decided to travel with lights on as the enemy was doing no night 
flying. However, the trucks had not gone more than 20 miles 
before the head of the column caught up with a slow-moving 
convoy travelling without lights. When spoken to about using 
lights the <name key="name-003197" type="organisation">RASC</name> major in charge quoted regulations and angrily 
threatened to shoot out those of the battalion vehicles. There 
was no way of passing the British trucks and the slower rate of 
progress had to be accepted.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Some difficulty was experienced in <name key="name-004543" type="place">Pharsala</name> in finding the 
south road, and through this delay the battalion column was 
able to give the British convoy the slip. Excellent progress was 
maintained until the trucks reached the foot of the Domokos 
Pass, north of <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>. Bomb craters on the road ahead were 
holding up about eight miles of closely packed traffic. Everyone 
was impatient to be gone before daylight, but at dawn there was 
no sign of movement. Enemy planes made their expected appearance and, although none of the unit vehicles was damaged, 
several trucks at the head of the column were set on fire and 
destroyed. Just as the enemy planes turned to leave, three 
Hurricanes appeared. Before an excited and enthusiastic audience they shot down two Stukas in as many minutes. All along
<pb xml:id="n49" n="49"/>
the roadside Bren guns were firing and there was great jubilation when a third Stuka crashed in flames.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About 10 a.m. the columns began to move but at only a 
crawling pace. Three hours later as the battalion vehicles 
neared the top of the Pass, five more fighters appeared. The 
trucks stopped, and everyone dashed into the nearby fields only 
to find that the aircraft were friendly. An enemy reconnaissance 
plane was shot down. The troops re-embussed, much cheered 
by the morning's activities. At <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> the CO was directed to 
Capt Wilson's camp, several miles east of the town.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The advanced party, which had arrived about midnight, had 
also been subjected to air attacks and had suffered casualties. 
After leaving <name key="name-015189" type="place">Domenikon</name>, the twelve vehicles which formed the 
convoy continued through <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> without stopping, having 
passed the now deserted Australian canteen with some reluctance. No sooner had they cleared the town than it was heavily 
bombed. The road traffic did not escape unscathed, and shortly 
afterwards the battalion suffered its first casualties, <name key="name-015352" type="person">Pte J. Young</name><note xml:id="fn1-49" n="16"><p><name key="name-015352" type="person">Pte J. Young</name>; born <name key="name-120045" type="place">Scotland</name>, <date when="1905-09-17">17 Sep 1905</date>; labourer; killed in action
(12.30 p.m.) <date when="1941-04-18">18 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> 
being killed and <name key="name-015331" type="person">Pte H. D. Tod</name><note xml:id="fn2-49" n="17"><p><name key="name-015331" type="person">Pte H. D. Tod</name>; born Seacliff, <date when="1918-01-18">18 Jan 1918</date>; storekeeper; died of
wounds <date when="1941-04-28">28 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> mortally wounded. Enemy 
pilots were giving the troops little opportunity to dive to shelter 
and were machine-gunning the roads, ditches and fields, as well 
as the stationary vehicles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the middle of the afternoon the road was jammed with 
vehicles, nose-to-tail in two lines as far as the eye could see. 
It was a splendid target which the enemy did not neglect. Each 
truck hit or damaged caused delay; many were pushed into the 
deep ditches which ran parallel to the road. As darkness fell 
the twelve drivers heaved a sigh of relief. The rest of the journey 
was uneventful, and soon after midnight the party reached 
<name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. At the crossroads was the familiar figure of Capt 
<name key="name-014112" type="person">Barrington</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-49" n="18"><p><name key="name-014112" type="person">Brig B. Barrington</name>, DSO, OBE, ED, m.i.d. (2); <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born
Marton, <date when="1907-10-02">2 Oct 1907</date>; Army officer, NZTS; SC and BM 6 Inf Bde 1941–42;
DAQMG 2 NZ Div, <date when="1942">1942</date>; AA &amp; QMG 1942–44; DA &amp; QMG NZ Corps
9 Feb–27 Mar 1944.</p></note> Staff Captain 6 Brigade, and he directed Capt 
Wilson to the new area. After parking the lorries close up
<pb xml:id="n50" n="50"/>
against a cliff face out of sight of enemy planes, everyone settled 
down to sleep amongst the olive groves.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Page on his arrival was more concerned about the 
rail party than with lost sleep. Divisional HQ advised that 
transport to carry the rifle companies from <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name> to 
<name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, a distance of over 40 miles, could not be made available 
for another twenty-four hours. As the companies in all likelihood had reached their destination, Lt Tolerton was sent to 
advise Maj Samson of the delay. The troops were to set out on 
foot along the road to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> so that the transport on its arrival 
could complete the transfer during the hours of darkness. However, the rail party was still many miles from <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name>. At 
the outset the orders given Maj Samson and the sapper train 
crew had been brief and uninformative, as could be expected 
from such an impromptu arrangement. The two sappers had 
not been over the line before nor did they know if it was still 
open. The engine was a different type from any they had driven 
before, and only sufficient fuel and water could be taken on to 
last 60 miles. The engine had no braking system and the only 
means of stopping the train was by flashing a torch signal to 
personnel operating the brake vans near the end of the train. 
It is probable that had the sappers been aware of what lay 
ahead they would never have attempted the journey. As it was 
each new danger was met and countered as it came along, and 
by dint of common sense and skill the journey was brought to a 
successful conclusion. Most of the time the troops cramped in 
uncomfortable wagons were unaware of the dangers so narrowly 
averted.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Initially the four companies packed into 14 carriages which 
were as uncomfortable as they were crowded. For a start all 
went well. At the little station of Doxara the train shuddered 
to a stop beside a derelict engine and took on water and fuel. 
It was nine o'clock, and from this time onwards the dangers of 
the journey increased. The pitch-black darkness made it impossible to see the track ahead, and on numerous occasions the 
engine crashed into rolling stock abandoned on the line. These 
were either cleared from the line or shunted off at the nearest
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP003a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP003a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP003a-g"/><head>Recruits en route to the <name key="name-009235" type="place">Burnham</name> train, <date when="1940-05">May 1940</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of recruits</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP003b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP003b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP003b-g"/><head>Farewell march through <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1940-08-17">17 August 1940</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a parade</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP004a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP004a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP004a-g"/><head>Company lines, <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> Camp, <date when="1940-09">September 1940</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of army tents in a field</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP004b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP004b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP004b-g"/><head>26 Battalion on one of its frequent route marches at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> —
<name key="name-004509" type="person">Lt-Col J. R. Page</name> and Brigadier H. E. Barrowclough are leading</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of army movement</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n51" n="51"/>
siding. As a precaution against sabotage, it was eventually 
decided to examine each bridge and tunnel—and there were 
many—before the train crossed or travelled through it. This 
slowed up progress considerably, and at each stop Greek soldiers 
boarded the train. There was no room in the wagons so they 
climbed on the roofs, lay on the axles under the train, or clung 
anywhere they could gain a foothold. To Dunedinites it was 
not unlike the five o'clock crush on the Rattray Street cable car.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At the Demerli Junction the train crashed into a stationary 
engine and five carriages. Although there was plenty of noise, 
surprisingly little damage was done. Within half an hour the 
obstruction had been pushed onto a siding and the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> train 
was beginning the long climb over the Domokos Pass. The 
gradient was steep and the speed of the engine gradually dropped 
until, half-way up a particularly steep pinch, it shuddered to a 
stop. All brakes were quickly applied. It was obvious that the 
engine would never reach the crest of the Pass pulling such a 
load, so the New Zealanders were crammed into the first nine 
wagons and the Greeks induced to move into the rear five, two 
of which were in one of the many tunnels. The sappers built up 
steam and the rear five wagons were quietly uncoupled. The 
ruse succeeded and the train slowly moved up the gradient, 
leaving the unauthorised Greek passengers behind. Unfortunately, two of the brake vans had had to be left behind to hold the 
abandoned wagons and the train was now without sufficient 
brakes.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This was quickly evident as the train began to travel down 
the reverse slope of the Pass. Within a few minutes the engine 
and wagons were swaying perilously as they swept through 
tunnels and across viaducts, gathering speed all the time. At 
the risk of blowing the cylinder heads and wrecking the train, 
steam was slowly reversed through the engine. To the intense 
relief of those in the cab this dangerous measure succeeded. 
Shortly after daylight the train came out of a tunnel to run into 
a set of driving wheels which saboteurs had placed lengthwise 
on the track. The train swayed dangerously but, by using steam 
judiciously, Gibson was able to stop the engine before it left the 
track. The obstruction was cleared and the journey continued 
at a fast pace, but without further incident, to <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n52" n="52"/>
        <p rend="indent">The train stopped at the marshalling yards and Maj Samson 
went on to the station to find out what could be done about a 
new engine and brake vans. Greek officials still on duty were 
adamant that no train could move south without a Greek crew 
who understood the signals system. A British RTO who was 
present promised to help. An hour passed and nothing happened. Meanwhile the troops had detrained. In the station a 
train was being assembled to carry a battalion of <name key="name-022528" type="organisation">Cypriots</name> and 
some Australians, and the British officer in charge agreed to the 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> wagons being attached to it. The sappers shunted the 
wagons on and the troops entrained again, but the train had 
moved only a few yards before the air-raid siren sounded. The 
New Zealanders needed no urging. Those who could were racing 
for the fields. The bombs fell in and around the station, doing 
considerable damage. No New Zealanders were hit, but several 
of the Australians who remained in their carriages were killed. 
Three wagons were damaged beyond repair and, worse still, the 
railway line was cut behind and in front of the new engine.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The sappers had no alternative but to try to make up a new 
train on another line from the undamaged rolling stock in the 
station. It was obviously going to be a long job, so the troops 
were sent a mile down the line away from the danger of further 
air attacks. Slowly the two sappers and Lt Horrell, who had 
been called in to help, cleared another section of the line and a 
second train was assembled. A new engine was the problem. 
The sappers felt it was courting trouble to continue with the 
<name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> engine. Every engine in the yard was examined but 
each had some mechanical fault. The language difficulty was a 
great handicap, and the stationmaster, very agitated about the 
New Zealanders' high-handed action, made himself a general 
nuisance. At length, when it had been reluctantly decided to use 
the <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> engine, another arrived with an Australian at the 
controls. It was quickly coupled on to the head of the train and 
the <name key="name-022528" type="organisation">Cypriots</name> and Australians climbed on board. This was a 
signal for hundreds of Greek soldiers to rush the wagons but 
they were kept back by deftly wielded rifle butts. A Greek crew, 
followed by the gesticulating stationmaster, climbed into the cab 
of the engine and stood over the throttle. Failing to see any 
reason for further delay, Lt Horrell drew his revolver. The
<pb xml:id="n53" n="53"/>
stationmaster was unceremoniously dumped out of the cab and 
the Greek crew persuaded to open the throttle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Once started the Greeks were unwilling to stop, and further 
‘moral persuasion’ was required before the train pulled up 
alongside the fields of corn and poppies where the troops had 
been resting. There was only one more incident of note before 
the train reached <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name>. Shortly after picking up the 
troops, an oncoming train was sighted on the line. A collision 
seemed imminent but was avoided by the other train backing 
onto a siding. (This was probably why the stationmaster was 
making so much fuss.) At 9.30 p.m. the train reached Kephissokhori. Stiff and weary, the troops detrained. The 130-mile 
journey had taken over a day and everyone was glad it was 
finished.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Lieutenant Tolerton was at the station when the train arrived 
and he passed his message to Maj Samson. The rest of the 
night was spent out in the open about two miles from the 
village. It was a cold, unpleasant night and few of the men had 
other than groundsheets to keep them warm. Some who had had 
visions of more comfortable billets in the village protested, but 
their murmurs were silenced next morning when enemy planes 
heavily bombed the station and the village. Terrified civilians 
fled into the open countryside. The British RTO stationed in 
the locality was very helpful. Not only did he provide rations, 
but he was also largely responsible for the arrival of <name key="name-003197" type="organisation">RASC</name> 
transport from a nearby camp. These vehicles, ten in all, reached 
the camp site about 9 a.m. and C and D Coys embussed and 
set out for <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, arriving there about eight hours later, after 
frequent stoppages. Enemy aircraft several times attacked traffic 
on the road and there were further delays while wrecked and 
damaged vehicles were cleared away. Stationary and jammed 
close together, the columns of traffic were excellent targets, and 
considering the intensity of the air assault the two companies 
escaped lightly. Two men were wounded and one truck was 
damaged.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Enemy aircraft hovered around <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name> for most of 
the day and A and B Coys kept under cover. During the morning Capt Wilson arrived from <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> with hot stew, which 
unfortunately had been so long in the containers that few could
<pb xml:id="n54" n="54"/>
eat it. At dusk the two companies set out on foot along the 
road to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. A brisk pace was set, and three hours passed 
before oncoming transport met them. The troops embussed and 
several hours later reached Battalion HQ. The rest of the night 
was spent sleeping in olive groves nearby.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A lot had happened during the two days the road party had 
been in the area. Enemy bombers had been over and three men 
had been killed. As rations were short, Capt Wilson set out with 
several trucks on a foraging expedition to a large supply dump 
at <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>. The risks of such a journey in daylight were <choice><orig>counter- 
balanced</orig><reg>counterbalanced</reg></choice> by the good supply of rations, chiefly tinned food, 
brought back. Shortly after C and D Coys arrived at <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, 
Col Page received orders from Divisional HQ to move his battalion to <name key="name-015630" type="place">Cape Knimis</name> and patrol the beaches. It was thought 
that the enemy might attempt sea landings in order to outflank 
the <name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> defences. By 8.30 p.m. the two rifle companies 
were in position and Battalion HQ had been set up near the 
village of <name key="name-004083" type="place">Longos</name>. Before dawn next morning the remainder of 6 
Brigade arrived and with it the Carrier Platoon. For the first 
time for several days the battalion was reassembled, and nobody 
was more relieved than was the Colonel.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 21 April 6 Brigade took over the coastal sector of the 
<name key="name-001392" type="place">Thermopylae</name> line. The day was fine and enemy air attacks 
began soon after dawn. No fires could be lit and consequently 
no hot meals or tea could be prepared. The troops were ordered 
to keep under cover as much as possible, and no casualties were 
suffered. After breakfast a reconnaissance was made of the 
<name key="name-015630" type="place">Cape Knimis</name> area with a view to moving A and B Coys into 
position after dusk. Later in the day the battalion was ordered 
to take up a reserve position in the 6 Brigade sector west of 
<name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. At this stage the <name key="name-000594" type="organisation">Anzac Corps</name> had withdrawn from 
Northern <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> to man a defensive line across the isthmus, 6 
Australian Division on the left, covering the Brailos Pass, and 
the New Zealanders on the right, extending inland from the 
coast opposite <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. Fifth Brigade was deployed in hilly country with 6 Brigade on its right. Fourth Brigade was in reserve. 
The infantry had in support the divisional field and anti-tank 
artillery, plus several batteries of British medium field and anti-tank guns.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n55" n="55"/>
        <p rend="indent">A hasty reconnaissance of the new sector and a visit to 
Brigade HQ revealed that the battalion's role would be twofold: 
to give left rear protection to <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>, deployed in undulating country south of the main <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>-<name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> road, and to 
provide coastwatching patrols. Unit transport carried the companies forward. C and D Coys embussed just before dusk and 
were in position before 8.30 p.m. The rest of the battalion was 
considerably delayed by traffic congestion and it was 3 a.m. 
before it reached the sector. During this move there was a
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba055a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba055a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba055a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">Positions 21–24 April 1941</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of enemy infiltration</figDesc></figure>
strong rumour that a large force of British troops, plus several 
squadrons of fighters and bombers, had landed in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and 
that the Germans were in full retreat. Although the news raised 
flagging spirits and made the move forward to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> more 
understandable, it was far from the truth. The Corps Commander was preparing to evacuate <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and the Germans 
were closely following the withdrawal.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Unaware of this the troops spent the following day (22 April) 
digging in and preparing the defences. B Coy with two sections
<pb xml:id="n56" n="56"/>
of carriers had taken over the coastwatching. A Coy was inland 
on its left with C Coy in reserve. D Coy was on the left of the 
main road behind <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>. Telephone cable was run out 
from Battalion HQ to each of the companies and a platoon of 
machine-gunners (No. <name key="name-021937" type="organisation">3 Coy</name>, <name key="name-004427" type="organisation">27 MG Battalion</name>) was deployed 
in close support. Enemy aircraft were very active and restricted 
movement to some extent, but did not prevent most of the work 
being completed by nightfall. The presence of a number of field 
guns nearby was viewed with some apprehension, but the enemy 
aircraft did not spot them and bombed areas to the rear. Just 
before dusk eight fighters strafed the battalion's lines but nobody 
was hit. Brigadier Barrowclough was now aware that the Anzac 
Corps was evacuating <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and that 6 Brigade would form 
the rearguard at <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. Fourth Brigade had already moved 
back to <name key="name-004004" type="place">Kriekouki</name> to take up a defensive position covering the 
plains north of <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>, and 5 Brigade was to withdraw behind 
this screen after dusk and embark from the beaches near the 
capital. Sixth Brigade, with artillery and other supporting arms 
under command, was to remain in position a further 48 hours. 
On the left <name key="name-022442" type="organisation">6 Australian Division</name> would also withdraw.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Little of this was known to the troops. After dusk they 
watched the lights of oncoming vehicles moving over the 
Domokos Pass towards <name key="name-004022" type="place">Lamia</name>. The enemy vehicles continued 
to move forward until engaged by field artillery. Next morning, 
Wednesday the 23rd, the rank and file learned with some consternation that 5 Brigade had withdrawn during the night 
leaving only a small rearguard force, the <name key="name-003771" type="organisation">Hart Detachment</name>. 
Later in the morning 6 Brigade Operation Order No. 5 was 
received at Battalion HQ. It detailed the plan for the withdrawal of the Division and 6 Brigade's part in it. It was expected that the enemy would be in a position to attack by the 
afternoon of the 24th, but it was hoped the brigade, with the 
full support of the Divisional Artillery, could hold out until 
dusk. The 26th Battalion would remain in position until the 
forward battalions withdrew and would provide the rearguard 
party. The latter was to consist of one rifle company, the 
Carrier Platoon, one troop of anti-tank guns and one of 25- 
pounders. All surplus ammunition, field guns, mortars, etc., 
were to be destroyed.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n57" n="57"/>
        <p rend="indent">During the day the enemy intensified his air attacks and it 
became dangerous to move about in the open. Several times 
the battalion sector was bombed and strafed but without damage. The 25-pounders were now firing and this indicated the 
presence of enemy ground troops. At dusk the shelling ceased 
and the night passed uneventfully. The Hart Detachment was 
withdrawn to Brigade HQ, leaving the left flank of <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> 
unprotected. Early on the 24th the enemy stepped up his 
air assault and movement of even small parties became risky. 
Fighters and bombers were overhead practically all the time, 
but the troops were more concerned about the possibility of a 
tank attack. Everyone knew that the next few hours might see 
the brigade heavily engaged. Field and anti-tank guns were 
firing at a much increased rate and it was evident something was 
afoot. From Battalion HQ came a message to prepare to meet 
a tank-supported infantry attack. As the morning wore on the 
tempo of the artillery fire increased and the air attacks became 
more vicious. The rattle of machine-gun fire left no doubt that 
the enemy was not far away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As had been expected the enemy attempted a frontal attack. 
Tanks and motor cyclists had approached along the main road 
but were forced to retire after suffering heavy casualties from 
artillery and machine-gun fire. Shortly afterwards <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> 
reported that enemy infantry were infiltrating into the hills 
north-west of its sector. This exposed left flank was causing 
some concern, for as soon as the enemy became aware it was 
undefended it would only be a matter of time before his forces 
circled around behind 6 Brigade and cut the line of withdrawal. 
The most likely approach route to accomplish this was by a 
narrow valley stretching down from the hills to <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>. The 26th 
Battalion was ordered to cover the valley entrance, and Col 
Page moved C and HQ Coys around to the left rear of D Coy. 
The carriers of 25 and 26 Battalions were sent up onto a nearby 
hill feature, which not only gave excellent observation over the 
brigade sector but also of the narrow valley. Although there 
was some enemy shelling both these tasks were carried out 
without loss.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the meantime the left of <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> was being heavily 
attacked. For a while it seemed that the Germans would achieve
<pb xml:id="n58" n="58"/>
a break-through, but by nightfall the battalion had recovered 
most of the lost ground. The enemy disengaged at dusk—much 
to the relief of the defenders. In 26 Battalion's sector the men 
had waited about expecting to see tanks come lumbering towards 
them at any minute. Tension had been high as the noise of 
battle grew louder. Little news of what was happening had been 
received at Battalion HQ and the troops could only surmise. 
Although the enemy had disengaged, a lot remained to be done 
before the battalion was safe. The forward battalions moved 
back and the supporting arms began to wreck their guns. Before 
long the battalion was on its own. Everyone was packed and 
anxiously awaiting the arrival of transport.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About 9 p.m. troop-carrying vehicles arrived at the transport 
park near <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name> and the withdrawal began. The men embussed 
quickly, keen to leave before the enemy realised that only a few 
hundred infantrymen stood in his way. Silence reigned except 
for the purring of motors as drivers waited for the order to 
move. C Coy was the last to embus, and shortly after eleven 
o'clock the convoy moved out, leaving B Coy behind, with Col 
Page, as the rearguard company. The main convoy soon caught 
up with the long stream of southbound traffic bent on reaching 
safety before dawn and the appearance of enemy aircraft. After 
the trucks passed another rearguard party at <name key="name-015630" type="place">Cape Knimis</name>, side 
lights were permitted and the speed increased. Atalante was 
left behind; later headlights were turned on. By daybreak on 
the 25th the convoy had passed through 4 Brigade's positions, 
and the trucks were turning into a densely wooded valley south 
of <name key="name-004822" type="place">Thebes</name> where the rest of 6 Brigade was sheltering.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A little later Col Page and the rearguard party arrived. After 
the main body left this party had had an anxious wait in the 
darkness until word was received that all convoys had passed 
the control point near <name key="name-015630" type="place">Cape Knimis</name>. Towards the end of its 
wait each minute had seemed like an hour. Flares were going up 
all around, some only a few hundred yards away, and it was 
clear the enemy thought a withdrawal was in progress. The 
silence was eerie. Now and again an owl would hoot and this 
uncanny sound only heightened the tension. Just before 1 a.m. 
Col Page gave the signal for the last trucks to move off. The 
small convoy sped along a road deserted except for burnt-out
<pb xml:id="n59" n="59"/>
and abandoned vehicles, until it finally linked up with the rest 
of the unit.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The brigade remained under cover for the rest of the day. 
As enemy planes were frequently overhead, no hot meals could 
be cooked. Fortunately the RMT lorries were carrying a good 
stock of tinned rations which the drivers freely distributed. 
Everyone was tired and slept most of the day in readiness for 
another sleepless night ahead. Many of the men were suffering 
from some form of dysentery caused mainly by the ill-balanced 
diet of the past week. It was Anzac Day, and all ranks were 
hoping it would see their departure from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Their hopes 
were soon dashed. Soon after his arrival from <name key="name-001107" type="place">Molos</name>, Col Page 
attended a conference at Brigade HQ and learned that 6 Brigade 
would cover the withdrawal of 5 Brigade from the <name key="name-012547" type="place">Marathon</name> 
beaches near <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The CO accompanied Brig Barrowclough and the other 
battalion commanders on a reconnaissance of a suitable position 
for this role. On the way south the party encountered <name key="name-207994" type="person">General 
Freyberg</name>, who advised that the plans had been changed. Sixth 
Brigade was to move south at dusk, cross the <name key="name-003246" type="place">Corinth Canal</name>, 
and halt in a suitable lying-up area a few miles south of it. The 
GOC indicated that the brigade would now embark from a 
beach somewhere in Southern <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Brigadier Barrowclough 
sent the battalion commanders ahead to locate a suitable lying-up area while he returned to the brigade to organise the 80-mile 
night move.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This change of plan meant that the brigade would require 
further rations. Captain Wilson was detailed to take two trucks 
and draw some from the huge supply dump at the <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> racecourse. After he left another order was received. Sixth Brigade 
was to endeavour to reach <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> during the night. This town 
lay about 80 miles south of <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>, and the brigade was to 
take up a position covering the roads leading into it. No reason 
was given for the change or any information as to the whereabouts of the enemy. In view of the length of the journey a 
start was made immediately after dusk. Headlights were used 
most of the way, but this did not prevent frequent hold-ups 
caused by traffic congestion and breakdowns. One unpleasant 
spot which few of the battalion will forget was passed fairly
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early in the night. About 80 Argentina mules lay dead on the 
side of the road. Their military value had ended many days 
before when enemy planes had machine-gunned them. The 
stench was terrific and lingered in the nostrils for many miles. 
<name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> had received a heavy pounding from the air during 
the afternoon and was ablaze as the columns turned south over 
the canal bridge. A few miles beyond the city Col Page was 
picked up, and the convoy carried on to stop before daylight in 
the hills near the little village of <name key="name-013489" type="place">Miloi</name>. <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> was about 30 
miles away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Captain Wilson, sent to <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> racecourse the previous day, 
caught up with the battalion as the trucks turned off the road. 
The party had had an eventful time. The daylight journey 
through to <name key="name-000608" type="place">Athens</name> had been exciting, but the enemy aircraft 
failed to cause damage to either men or vehicles. At the supply 
depot Greek police were vainly trying to restrain civilians from 
looting the stores. Rifles and revolvers were being freely used; 
bullets were flying in all directions but nobody seemed to be 
getting hurt. The spectacle would have been rather amusing 
had the men not had to load up and get away as soon as possible. It was obvious the police were not going to be able to 
hold the people back much longer. By 9 p.m. a good assortment of rations, including chocolate and some rum, had been 
collected and the party headed towards the crossroads to wait 
for the battalion to pass on its way to <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>. Unfortunately 
civilians misdirected the party, which ended up on a blind road 
miles from the rendezvous. When the vehicles eventually reached 
the crossroads the battalion was a long way ahead, and the two 
drivers increased speed to catch up. A little later they encountered masses of Greek troops and had to slow down. Once 
across the <name key="name-003246" type="place">Corinth Canal</name> speed was increased again and the 
next 50 miles were done in quick time.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> was a large town set in the centre of a wide plain 
where roads from the north, south, east, and west converged. 
Before Brig Barrowclough could deploy his troops to cover these 
roads, an alarming message was received that enemy parachute 
troops had been dropped a few miles south of the <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>
<pb xml:id="n61" n="61"/>
Canal. Fourth Brigade was to cross the canal after dusk, and 
if the enemy gained control of the bridge before then there was 
a grave danger that the brigade would be cut off. Colonel Page 
was ordered to send two companies back to <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> to keep the 
bridge open another twenty-four hours. By acting swiftly the 
companies might be able to achieve their purpose before the 
enemy was properly established. The message was received at 
10.30 a.m., and within half an hour the first company was on 
its way, the second following soon afterwards. Colonel Page 
waited only long enough to make arrangements for the rest of 
the battalion to follow before he too left.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a gloriously fine day and enemy pilots soon spotted the 
trucks. Company commanders had been ordered to disregard 
normal air precautions and to stop only if enemy aircraft made 
direct attacks. Spotters standing on the running-boards of trucks 
found it very difficult to sight the aircraft in the bright sunlight, 
and the troops were forced to dive hurriedly for shelter on a 
number of occasions. At length Capt <name key="name-013488" type="person">Milliken</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-61" n="19"><p><name key="name-013488" type="person">Maj T. Milliken</name>, m.i.d.; born NZ <date when="1896-07-03">3 Jul 1896</date>; solicitor; killed in
action <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> A Coy commander, decided too much time was being wasted, and he 
ordered the drivers not to stop unless absolutely forced to do so. 
D Coy, in the meantime, was held up by punctures and minor 
repairs, the results of machine-gunning. A little later, when 
the company was on the move again and passing through a 
small village, one truck was hit and set on fire. Persistent enemy 
attacks had also forced A Coy to stop about a mile farther on. 
The leading truck had crossed a small bridge and had been 
about to climb a narrow defile when four Stukas attacked. The 
troops dashed to shelter—some under a road culvert and others 
along the creek bed. <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> was still five miles away. Suddenly and unexpectedly German helmets were seen bobbing up 
and down in the defile.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The stentorian voice of Capt Milliken warned the men of the 
new danger. The enemy came into view. A volley of shots and 
it was all over. A small enemy scouting party was rounded up. 
Ten Allied soldiers were freed and they confirmed the presence 
of a large number of parachutists in the neighbourhood. Colonel 
Page arrived and took command. Enemy planes again returned
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to the attack, and this time they killed a transport NCO (Cpl 
J. F. Don).<note xml:id="fn1-62" n="20"><p><name key="name-015190" type="person">Cpl J. F. Don</name>; born England, <date when="1918-12-22">22 Dec 1918</date>; storeman driver; killed
in action <date when="1941-04-26">26 Apr 1941</date>.</p></note> Later, as the platoons extended along the bed of 
the gully and began to climb the ridge, suspicious movement 
was seen on their left. Lieutenant Westenra, who had come up 
in the only serviceable carrier, was sent across to investigate. He 
found a crowd of Greek civilians who, terrified by the outburst 
of firing, were seeking to escape into the hills but were frightened 
of drawing fire on themselves. In the meantime D Coy had 
arrived and was deploying on the right of the road. A truck 
bearing <name key="name-005118" type="organisation">Maori Battalion</name> markings came through the defile. It 
was driven by a German; he was promptly killed and the large 
Nazi flag on the bonnet souvenired.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Under the direction of the CO the two companies moved 
forward to the crest of the ridge and engaged the parachutists 
with Brens and rifles. Enemy aircraft returned again and again 
to the attack as if determined to prevent the troops from crossing the ridge. As the hours passed the situation became more 
serious. There appeared to be no possibility of reaching <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>, 
and the companies held such a short line that the enemy could 
easily outflank them, particularly after dusk. News of the situation at <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> arrived in an unexpected manner. Lieutenant 
<name key="name-009166" type="person">Beale</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-62" n="21"><p><name key="name-009166" type="person">Maj J. H. Beale</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born England, <date when="1912-04-03">3 Apr 1912</date>;
salesman.</p></note> 4 Brigade Intelligence Officer, was seen approaching 
the ridge, having made his way through the enemy lines. He 
reported that <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name> bridge had been blown during the morning. In view of the importance of his news a 15-cwt. truck was 
made available to carry him to Divisional HQ.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There was now no necessity for the companies to remain in 
position and the order was given to disengage and move back 
to the trucks. Major <name key="name-013392" type="person">Brooke</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-62" n="22"><p><name key="name-013392" type="person">Col J. I. Brooke</name>, OBE, m.i.d., Legion of Merit (US); <name key="name-021590" type="place">Waiouru</name> Military Camp; born Dunedin, <date when="1897-11-20">20 Nov 1897</date>; Regular soldier; BM 6 Inf Bde,
1940–41; GSO 1 3 NZ Div 1942–44; Camp Commandant Waiouru, <date when="1951">1951</date>–.</p></note> Brigade Major 6 Brigade, who 
arrived about this time, brought fresh instructions. The two 
companies were to withdraw to a position astride the main 
road, north of the port of <name key="name-027601" type="place">Nauplion</name>, to cover the embarkation 
of a large number of troops and some New Zealand nurses. By
<pb xml:id="n63" n="63"/>
midnight the port would be clear and the companies were to 
return to the 6 Brigade area near <name key="name-013489" type="place">Miloi</name>. There were now not 
enough trucks to carry the troops. Two had been badly damaged 
and a third lent to Lt Beale. Fortunately Lt Matheson arrived 
at dusk with more 15-cwts. and the convoy was soon heading 
south towards the port. The trucks picked up many British and 
Australian troops who were cheerfully but wearily making their 
way south. Some time later the companies took up a position 
in the hills north of the port and remained there until midnight.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The rest of the battalion had moved up during the afternoon 
to the little village of Ano Fikhtia, about twenty miles north of 
<name key="name-013489" type="place">Miloi</name>. Enemy aircraft had given the convoy little peace until 
it dispersed near the village. No news was received from the 
forward companies and at midnight Maj Samson, acting on 
instructions from Brigade HQ, gave orders for the troops to 
embus and the convoy set out back along the road to <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name>. 
A small party was left behind to link up with the forward companies if and when they came through. About an hour later 
they arrived, and in the darkness the small party was nearly 
missed and left behind. Both convoys continued past <name key="name-013489" type="place">Miloi</name> and 
by daybreak had linked up and were dispersed under cover a 
few miles north of <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name>. The rest of the brigade had also 
withdrawn south during the night, following reports of a threat 
to <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> by enemy forces moving down the western road.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Twenty-one casualties, including four killed, had been suffered 
during the day. Two later died of wounds. Most of these had 
resulted from a direct hit on the D Coy truck which had been 
set on fire in the race to <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>. Few of the passengers had 
had a chance to dive out of the vehicle when the enemy plane 
attacked. Of those on board, the majority were wounded. 
Three who were not, Privates <name key="name-015322" type="person">Struthers</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-63" n="23"><p><name key="name-015322" type="person">Pte H. E. Struthers</name>, MM, m.i.d.; born NZ <date when="1917-10-19">19 Oct 1917</date>; musterer;
twice wounded; killed in action <date when="1942-11-02">2 Nov 1942</date>.</p></note> <name key="name-015266" type="person">Morrison</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-63" n="24"><p><name key="name-015266" type="person">L-Cpl A. R. Morrison</name>, MM, m.i.d.; <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>; born <name key="name-021225" type="place">Gisborne</name>, 12 Aug 
<date when="1916">1916</date>; shop assistant; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04">Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> and 
<name key="name-015185" type="person">Delaney</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-63" n="25"><p><name key="name-015185" type="person">Sgt F. O. Delaney</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-021133" type="place">Blenheim</name>; born <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>, <date when="1917-08-29">29 Aug 1917</date>;
farmer; wounded <date when="1942-11">Nov 1942</date>.</p></note> immediately began dragging the wounded off the 
blazing truck to the safety of a nearby culvert, despite continued 
air attacks and the dangers of exploding ammunition. By their
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efforts the lives of twelve men were saved. Later, when the 
action was over, 2 Lt Bethell took the wounded in two trucks 
to a Greek hospital in <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Sunday, 27 April, was not a day of rest. Enemy planes were 
overhead early in the morning but few men were astir to watch 
them. Early in the morning it was learned that the Germans 
were moving south much more rapidly than had been expected, 
and it was decided to accelerate the withdrawal to the embarkation beach at <name key="name-012569" type="person">Monemvasia</name>. The 24th and 25th Battalions were 
astride the western and northern approaches to <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> and 
were likely to be engaged by enemy spearheads before dusk. To 
clear the road for a rapid move south by these two units after 
dark, 26 Battalion was ordered shortly before midday to set out 
in daylight. The men, remembering their experiences of the 
day before, were not enthusiastic and saw no sense in tempting 
providence any further.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nothing could be done about it, and when the time came to 
leave everyone was there. Lieutenant Matheson was sent ahead 
with two truckloads of men to fill in any road craters that might 
delay the main body. They found nothing of consequence and, 
like everyone else, soon became more concerned about their own 
safety. The convoy, widely dispersed, had not gone many miles 
before enemy reconnaissance planes spotted it. As had been 
feared, fighters and bombers were soon ranging up and down 
the column, strafing and bombing, but surprisingly enough causing few casualties and little damage. Everyone became adept at 
diving out of the trucks the moment spotters standing on the 
running-boards gave warning. These mad rushes had their 
humorous moments. On one occasion two men dived headlong 
into some blackberry bushes. They had little difficulty getting 
in, but judging from the sounds coming from the unfortunate 
pair, getting out was very painful. Another time several men 
from one truck finished up in a ditch half full of muddy water.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Despite the many stoppages drivers were maintaining an excellent speed. Shortly after leaving <name key="name-013549" type="place">Tripolis</name> the convoy climbed 
up into hilly country along a narrow, winding road, through 
<name key="name-029462" type="place">Sparta</name> and south towards <name key="name-012569" type="person">Monemvasia</name>. Much of the ground 
was very fertile and in places cornfields, orange groves, and vineyards stretched as far as the eye could see. Everywhere the
<pb xml:id="n65" n="65"/>
Greeks turned out to wave and cheer and press gifts on the 
troops, although they must have known their visitors were about 
to leave them to their fate. To tired, hungry, unshaven and 
dusty soldiers this spontaneous outburst of feeling was a cheering and yet a moving sight. As darkness fell the vehicles began 
to turn into a wooded area about ten miles from the Monemvasia beaches. The occupants tumbled out, each truckload with 
a different story to tell of narrow escapes and dangers averted. 
Nearly every truck was spattered with bullet holes. Some had 
been so badly damaged that they were abandoned, the passengers climbing on to another. The drivers had shown great 
skill in completing the 80-mile journey—some had driven part 
of the way on flat tires—in such good time.</p>
        <p rend="indent">But the journey was over and everyone was glad of it. The 
rest was up to the Navy. All ranks settled down in the cool 
grass beneath the trees and slept. During the early hours of the 
morning the rest of 6 Brigade arrived, and at daybreak enemy 
reconnaissance planes passed overhead diligently searching for 
the missing New Zealanders. The day was perfect with scarcely 
a cloud in the sky. The wooded valley was an ideal spot for a 
picnic. In such peaceful surroundings the war seemed far away. 
But at various headquarters plans for the embarkation were 
being discussed and finalised. Scouting parties were sent along 
the coast in search of more small boats to carry the troops out 
to the warships when they arrived. By tea-time everyone had 
shaved and washed in readiness for the sea voyage. The cooks 
provided an excellent meal which was capped by an issue of 
rum—the first of the campaign. The warships were expected 
to arrive before midnight and dry rations for use on board were 
distributed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At eight o'clock the battalion embussed and travelled down 
the narrow, winding road to the little seaside village. From 
there the troops marched down to the beach. Drivers drained 
the oil from their trucks and ran the engines until they seized, 
and then they followed the troops. It was a sad end for the 
transport which had served the battalion so well. Down on the 
beach all eyes had turned towards the open sea, but the darkness 
was impenetrable. An anxious wait followed until finally at 
eleven o'clock the first small craft were sighted nosing their way
<pb xml:id="n66" n="66"/>
into shallow water. More followed and soon the embarkation 
was in full swing. The battalion was the second unit to leave 
and the troops boarded one or other of the four warships—the 
cruiser <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207110" type="ship">Ajax</name></hi> and the destroyers <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207133" type="ship">Isis</name>, <name key="name-207115" type="ship">Griffin</name></hi>, and <hi rend="i">Falcon</hi>. The 
sailors appeared to regard embarkations as part of their daily 
routine. Soon after 3 a.m. everyone was aboard and the ships 
lost no time in putting out to sea and heading for Crete.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On each warship the troops were packed in wherever there 
was room. The majority remained on deck, where they received a salt-water bath each time their ship lifted her nose out 
of a deep swell. With traditional hospitality the Navy provided hot cocoa. It was only a short voyage, and by 9 a.m. the 
warships had reached <name key="name-001363" type="place">Suda Bay</name> in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and the battalion was 
transhipping to other vessels. The greater part boarded either 
the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-009753" type="place">Thurland Castle</name></hi> or the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-207112" type="ship">Kingston</name></hi>. These two transports 
formed part of a large convoy which sailed soon after the <choice><orig>re- 
loading</orig><reg>reloading</reg></choice> was completed. On board each vessel the troops were 
packed like sardines with no regard for comfort or meals. Each 
soldier, whether Australian, British or New Zealander, sorted 
out a place for himself, and it ill behoved him to leave it for any 
length of time. In any case, movement on board was practically 
impossible. On occasions hot tea was available in the galleys, 
but not everyone had containers nor was it always possible to 
get there in time. Each soldier was carrying dry rations and 
with these he had to be satisfied. Everyone was too thankful for 
his narrow escape and too weary to worry much about the conditions. Fortunately for those on deck the weather remained 
fine.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The voyage was uneventful apart from two incidents. Late on 
the first night E-boats attacked the convoy, but the destroyer 
escorts drove them off before any damage was done. The explosion of depth charges not far away rocked the ships and woke 
most of those sleeping. In the morning more warships joined 
the convoy. Later enemy aircraft appeared overhead but they, 
too, were soon driven off. Finally, early on 2 May, 46 days after 
leaving it, the troops set foot on Egyptian soil again. The convoy 
steamed into <name key="name-001387" type="place">Port Said</name>, and at the wharf Mrs. Chapman and 
other <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> helpers were waiting with hot tea and a seemingly 
inexhaustible supply of cakes, chocolate, and cigarettes. The
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP005a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP005a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP005a-g"/><head>Lunch on tent bales,
<name key="name-004224" type="place">Katerine</name>—this group
Includes Capt F. W.
Wilson (left) and Lt
V. D. Westenra (right)</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers having a meal</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP005b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP005b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP005b-g"/><head><name key="name-012624" type="place">Petras Sanatorium</name>, below <name key="name-001364" type="place">Olympus Pass</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a building structure</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP006a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP006a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP006a-g"/><head>Climbing up the Monastery track from the <name key="name-003963" type="place">Aliakmon River</name>
to the Pass road</head></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP006b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP006b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP006b-g"/><head>One of the many enforced stops in the train journey
from <name key="name-013469" type="place">Larissa</name> to <name key="name-026311" type="place">Kephissokhori</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of army movement</figDesc></figure>
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battalion reassembled and marched to a siding where a typical 
Egyptian troop train was waiting to carry it to new quarters.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The campaign in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> was over. The battalion's casualties 
totalled 76. Eleven men were killed, four died of wounds, and 
42 were wounded. Ten of the wounded, together with twelve 
hospital cases and seven others were taken prisoner. Nearly all 
the casualties were the result of the enemy air attacks in the later 
stages of the withdrawal. To those who had come overseas to 
fight it had been a disappointing campaign in many respects. 
During its 39 days in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> the battalion had stayed overnight 
in 18 different localities. On no fewer than nine occasions defensive positions had been prepared, but each time the enemy 
approached the order came to withdraw. These frequent moves 
and the paucity of information circulating down to the troops 
had caused general discontent. This was a complaint common 
throughout the army at this time but which was rectified as the 
war progressed. In the meantime, everyone was pleased to be 
back in Egypt, away from enemy dive-bombers and free from 
the tension of not knowing what was going to happen next.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n68" n="68"/>
      <div xml:id="c4" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 4<lb/>
The Canal Zone</head>
        <p>ALONGSIDE the battalion train was another loaded with 
<name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> stores, mainly beer. This was too much of a temptation to the troops, who quickly transferred case after case into 
their own carriages before anyone in authority could stop them. 
Expecting the battalion would have to meet the bill, officers saw 
the beer was evenly distributed. Soon afterwards the train 
moved off for Qassasin, where transport was waiting to carry 
the men to the huge El Tahag transit camp. Companies were 
directed to tented areas and straw palliasses and clean blankets 
were issued. Everyone was wearing the filthily dirty battle dress 
which they had slept in and worn constantly for over six weeks, 
and there was a concerted rush on the shower-house.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Four days elapsed before the unit moved to more permanent 
quarters. During this period Greek currency was collected and 
changed for piastres and each man was given ten shillings to 
replace personal gear lost in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. The Naafi store near the 
lines was run by a bunch of cheeky Egyptians, and after some 
trouble over change and prices it was wrecked. After this a 
marked improvement was shown in other <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> establishments 
in the camp. It was extremely hot during the day, particularly 
in battle dress and after the cooler conditions experienced in 
<name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Everyone was still pretty weary and many men were 
suffering from some form of dysentery. On 6 May the battalion returned to <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>, travelling by rail from Qassasin and 
moving into a tented area in the south-west corner of the camp.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Back in more familiar surroundings the men quickly settled 
down to normal camp routine. Mail and parcels which had 
accumulated during the later stages of the Greek campaign were 
distributed. A start was made with re-equipping the unit. 
Summer dress was issued for the heat was terrific, often exceeding 110 degrees in the shade. In the messrooms sweat 
poured off the troops as they ate and butter melted away at an 
alarming rate. Training was confined to short route marches, 
section exercises, and lectures on the recent campaign. Many
<pb xml:id="n69" n="69"/>
of the men were under medical treatment at the RAP and others 
had been sent to hospital. Reboardings and subsequent <choice><orig>re- 
gradings</orig><reg>regradings</reg></choice> forced quite a number to leave the battalion for less 
rigorous duties. The Prime Minister of New Zealand, the Rt. 
Hon. Peter Fraser, arrived at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> on the 18th and congratulated the battalion on its showing in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Amongst the 
men genuine disappointment was felt that 6 Brigade had not 
been chosen to serve in <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> alongside the rest of the Division. 
Various reasons were given for the return of the brigade to 
Egypt, but these did not lessen the interest shown in the battle 
for the island. Almost everyone had friends or relatives amongst 
the defenders.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 28 May the battalion, in company with the rest of 6 
Brigade, left <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> for the Canal Zone to take up a mobile 
defensive role with the purpose of opposing any enemy paratroop attacks. It was thought that the Germans might attempt 
to seize the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> by this means. Positions were to be 
taken up on the western side of the Canal. The battalion was 
ordered to move to <name key="name-013532" type="place">Spinney Wood</name>, a small tented camp close 
to the town of <name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name>, from which, using borrowed transport, 
it could speedily move to any threatened area.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The rail journey from <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> was uneventful, and a short 
march from the station at <name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name> brought the battalion to its 
new quarters. The camp, previously occupied by Free French 
troops, was in a dirty and disgusting state. It took several days 
to clean up the mess, dig trenches around the tents, and improve 
the almost non-existent sanitary facilities. Fortunately water was 
laid on and fresh-water showers were always available. Swimming parties were taken to the Canal. The heat was very 
trying. During the next fortnight there were a few route 
marches, which invariably left everyone exhausted and in a 
lather of sweat. Various methods of dealing with paratroop 
landings were practised. The battle for <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> was over and the 
danger of an airborne attack on the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> was thought 
considerable. However, the greater part of the time was spent 
working with picks and shovels preparing defences around two 
nearby aerodromes—not a very acceptable task in hot weather.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The camp contained few amenities for entertainment. Company canteens and the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> stocked a wide range of goods.
<pb xml:id="n70" n="70"/>
The beer supply, although better than expected, was never 
enough to meet the demand. Patriotic Fund parcels which 
arrived about this time served to supplement the hard rations, 
but the fresh fruit and vegetables of <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> and <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> were 
sorely missed. The Padre organised lending libraries within 
companies to while away the evenings. Very little leave was 
granted. A six-day leave scheme to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> or <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>, which 
had been started at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>, was continued but only small 
parties were permitted to leave each week. Troops visiting 
<name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name> had to carry rifles and bandoliers in case of a surprise 
enemy attack. This town with its white, cool-looking homes and 
tropical gardens was in direct contrast to its surroundings. Two 
clubs, the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> and the Blue Kettle Club, the latter run by 
the ladies of <name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name>, were popular.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 13 June the battalion moved to another camp at <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name>, 
from which it was better able to carry out its role in the brigade 
defence scheme and continue with its immediate task of preparing aerodrome defences. Unlike <name key="name-013532" type="place">Spinney Wood</name>, <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name> 
camp covered a huge area stretching for miles around the Great 
<name key="name-120083" type="place">Bitter Lake</name>. Besides New Zealanders it contained thousands of 
troops of other nationalities, including Free French, <name key="name-022528" type="organisation">Cypriots</name>, 
British, Australians, Indians, <name key="name-022835" type="organisation">Palestinians</name>, Greeks and Italians. 
The last were prisoners of war living in a large compound not 
far from the lines, and a party from the battalion detailed to 
strengthen the wire around it found them a happy and contented lot. Models of famous buildings made from sand and 
shells with crude instruments were amazing proof of their 
craftsmanship.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion was again under canvas. Tent floors consisted 
of a layer of fine sand, and as the lightest of winds was sufficient 
to stir this up everything was continually covered with dust. 
The cooks had the same problem to contend with and each meal 
served contained a quota of sand, the quantity depending on 
the strength of the wind. Flies, too, were very troublesome and 
there seemed to be no way of combating them. The water 
supply was poor and only at infrequent intervals were showers 
available. Those who went for a swim in the <name key="name-120075" type="place">Great Bitter Lake</name> 
found the water warm and salty and the shells on the sea bed 
very sharp. Cuts from these shells often caused poisoned feet.
<pb xml:id="n71" n="71"/>
Although over a hundred men were evacuated to hospital during June and July the general health of the troops was good. 
Most of the sickness was of a minor nature and was caused by 
the extreme heat or dysentery. Ninety-four reinforcements were 
posted to the battalion and a number of changes made in unit 
appointments. Captain McKergow was transferred to 20 Battalion and Capt Thomson given command of C Company. 
‘Doc’ Little and Padre Scott<note xml:id="fn1-71" n="1"><p><name key="name-015311" type="person">Rev. H. S. Scott</name>; <name key="name-021571" type="place">Te Awamutu</name>; born <name key="name-120060" type="place">Onehunga</name>, <date when="1907-09-21">21 Sep 1907</date>;
Presbyterian minister; wounded <date when="1943-12-03">3 Dec 1943</date>.</p></note> were both transferred and were 
replaced by Capt <name key="name-015225" type="person">Jennings</name><note xml:id="fn2-71" n="2"><p><name key="name-015225" type="person">Capt G. C. Jennings</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-036071" type="place">Invercargill</name>, <date when="1913-06-21">21 Jun 1913</date>;
medical practitioner; RMO 26 Bn Aug–Nov 1941; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>;
repatriated <date when="1943-04">Apr 1943</date>.</p></note> and Father <name key="name-015233" type="person">Kingan</name>.<note xml:id="fn3-71" n="3"><p><name key="name-015233" type="person">Rev. Fr. J. L. Kingan</name>, MC, m.i.d.; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Tai Tapu 
<name key="name-006540" type="place">Canterbury</name>, <date when="1901-09-16">16 Sep 1901</date>; Roman Catholic priest; wounded <date when="1944-02-27">27 Feb 1944</date>.</p></note></p>
        <p rend="indent">In addition to its task at the aerodromes and prisoner-of-war 
camp, the battalion dug air-raid shelters around 19 British 
General Hospital. These duties left little opportunity for 
organised training. Leave continued much as before, except 
that on 18 July the first party of about eighty men left to spend 
a week at the Port Fayid rest camp. Others followed later. 
Despite the sand and the flies <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name> supplied better amenities 
than <name key="name-013532" type="place">Spinney Wood</name>. Fresh fruit and vegetables reappeared on 
the menu and there were several Naafis in the vicinity. Air 
letter cards were introduced and proved very popular. Shafto 
ran a very dilapidated theatre near the lines, and one evening 
an English concert party, the Melody Makers, gave an excellent 
performance. Officers and NCOs attended two lectures at 
<name key="name-015263" type="place">Moascar</name> by <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> and Brigadier <name key="name-208719" type="person">Miles</name>,<note xml:id="fn4-71" n="4"><p><name key="name-208719" type="person">Brig R. Miles</name>, CBE, DSO and bar, MC, ED, m.i.d.; born Springston, <date when="1892-12-10">10 Dec 1892</date>; Regular soldier; NZ Field Artillery 1914–19; Commander
Royal New Zealand Artillery, 1940–41; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-12-01">1 Dec 1941</date>;
escaped <date when="1943-03-29">29 Mar 1943</date>; died in <name key="name-007594" type="place">Spain</name> on way to <name key="name-029547" type="place">United Kingdom</name>, Oct
<date when="1943">1943</date>.</p></note> the CRA, 
on the lessons of <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and Crete. Both campaigns were discussed in some detail and an indication given of the future 
development and role of the Division.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">Towards the end of July arrangements were made for the 
battalion to change places with <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>, stationed 32 miles
<pb xml:id="n72" n="72"/>
away at the Kitchener Barracks, <name key="name-015263" type="place">Moascar</name>. At 3.30 a.m. on 30 
July the troops set out along a hard bitumen road on a two-day 
march to the barracks. By 10 a.m. they had reached the <choice><orig>half- 
way</orig><reg>halfway</reg></choice> point, and the rest of the day was spent bathing in the 
Canal or nursing sore feet under the shade of nearby trees. 
Another early start was made next morning and the journey was 
completed before midday. The Brigade band led the sweating 
men over the last mile. The barracks were much different from 
the quarters at <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name>. Platoons occupied roomy buildings 
with tiled floors and electric light. Straw-filled palliasses were 
issued. Sanitary and messing arrangements were good and cold 
showers were always available. The duties were much the same 
as at <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name>. Working parties were sent daily to the nearby 
aerodrome, 54 British General Hospital, the wharves at El 
Kirsh, and later to ordnance depots.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At this juncture enemy bombers were raiding the Canal Zone 
almost every night. Several times while the battalion was there 
<name key="name-015263" type="place">Moascar</name> and nearby aerodromes were bombed. The night of 
4–5 August is one that few men of B Coy will forget. Enemy 
bombers came over in force and heavily bombed the town and 
its environs. The raid lasted nearly two hours, during which 
time all ranks lay hopefully in their slit trenches. No New Zealanders were hit but a British unit in a nearby tented area 
suffered some casualties. After the ‘all clear’ sounded, B Coy 
was sent into the town with picks and shovels. In the dim light 
of the approaching dawn fires seemed to be blazing everywhere. 
The town and townspeople presented a pitiful sight. Frightened 
natives whimpered in the doorways as the troops went to work 
in the hope of rescuing some of those buried under the ruins. 
An old man was brought out minus his legs. Three small 
children were uncovered, all dead. In one house the only living 
thing found was a duck. Each time a body was brought out 
the watching crowd surged forward, moaning and wailing. 
Over a hundred had been killed and many more injured. About 
8.30 a.m. the Company QM arrived with a breakfast of bacon 
and tomatoes but few of B Coy wanted it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nine days later there was another heavy raid on the area. 
This time the bombers concentrated more on military establishments. The railway station was badly knocked about, a
<pb xml:id="n73" n="73"/>
supply train going up in flames. Parts of the camp received 
direct hits and the theatre, the officers' mess, and several supply 
stores were damaged. The nearby aerodrome, hospital, and 
convalescent depot were also damaged. The British were again 
unlucky, a bomb landing in their lines. The duty company had 
a hectic time cleaning up and trying to restore some semblance 
of order in the town.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About the middle of August 5 Brigade relieved 6 Brigade of 
its duties. The 23rd Battalion arrived in <name key="name-015263" type="place">Moascar</name> on the 16th, 
and late that night 26 Battalion entrained for <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name>. Over 
eight hours later the train reached its destination and the men, 
stiff and tired, marched from the siding to their old quarters. 
A surprise awaited them. Huts had replaced most of the tents 
and the amenities and entertainment facilities of the camp had 
been improved. Training began almost immediately. During 
the early stages while the battalion was short of equipment and 
without transport, there were many long route marches and 
plenty of squad drill. Almost every day new equipment arrived. 
The Mortar Platoon was increased in size and equipped with 
six 3-inch mortars. Motor cycles were issued to specialist sections and Company HQs. The two-inch mortar became 
standard equipment for platoons. New Bren carriers arrived and 
No. 18 wireless sets were issued. Last of all came the unit 
transport—new 15-cwts. and three-tonners, nearly all of 
American manufacture.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After the first fortnight small-scale exercises were introduced 
into the training syllabus. These were increased in size and 
scope as the days went by. On 26 August <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> 
inspected the battalion, and after this date comprehensive exercises using transport were carried out. Considerable emphasis 
was placed on a new method of travelling over desert country— 
desert formation—the purpose of which was to provide tactical 
formation while on the move. The sight of a brigade moving 
across country in this formation was truly magnificent. An 
exercise frequently carried out at this time involved the move 
of a company or battalion in desert formation by day or night 
towards an objective. The trucks would stop and the infantry 
would advance on foot with air, tank, artillery and mortar 
support.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n74" n="74"/>
        <p rend="indent">Not every evening was spent on night exercises. The troops 
were able to enjoy performances by several concert parties or 
attend the nightly shows at the Pall Mall cinema. Everyone 
realised that the training carried out over the past weeks had 
been to fit the battalion for a more active role. During the 
second week in September advice was received that 6 Brigade 
would return to the Canal Zone and take part in divisional 
exercises. An advanced party under Capt Wilson left for the 
new area and took over from <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> only to learn that 
plans had been changed. The Division was now to concentrate 
at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, about 150 miles east of the Egypt-<name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> frontier.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When the news of the change of plan reached Battalion HQ 
everyone was certain that the future role of the Division would 
be bound up in a desert campaign. The assembly area was 
already known to New Zealanders as <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> Box, or more 
commonly as the Box. It was a fortress area on the sea coast 
and included the <name key="name-001332" type="place">Sidi Haneish</name> railway siding. The battalion 
left <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> by train on the morning of the 18th. The journey 
occupied a full day, a stop being made at <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> for a hot 
meal. Everyone was glad to leave the dirty, smelly carriages 
with their hard seats and floors. Trucks carried the troops from 
<name key="name-001332" type="place">Sidi Haneish</name> to <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, each vehicle stirring up thick clouds 
of yellow dust which permeated everything. The unit transport 
column had already reached the battalion sector, which lay in 
the north-east corner of the Box close to the sea.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Company areas were allotted—C, D, and HQ Coys near the 
beach, B Coy inland, and A Coy on a hill about a mile away 
and not far from <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. Everywhere there was sand; 
but the ground was by no means level, easy-sloped wadis stretching up from the beach to sharply defined ridges. A small oasis 
of palms and a few stunted bushes were the only vegetation in 
the area. Elements of an Indian division had previously occupied the sector and had dug numerous deep dugouts, many 
of which were reoccupied by the men. By morning they were 
aware that the dugouts abounded with lice. The first task of 
the battalion was the same as that of all other units in the 
area, namely to take every precaution against enemy air observation. So the battalion went underground.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before long the Box was an amazing sight. Thousands of New
<pb xml:id="n75" n="75"/>
Zealanders were encamped within an area which from the air 
appeared to be just another part of the desert. From ground 
level the effect was almost as good. Here and there were a few 
funnels and mounds. The only blot on the landscape was the 
latrine which, open to the four winds of heaven and crowning 
some barren ridge, defied all schemes to drive it underground. 
Orderly rooms, cookhouses, and stores were all dug in below the 
level of the sand so that the area resembled a gigantic rabbit 
warren. As one soldier put it to his little daughter:</p>
        <lg type="verse">
          <l>In a burrow like a bunny, father has his little lair,</l>
          <l>Sleeps and eats and reads and lazes, sometimes coming up for air,</l>
          <l>Puts his head beneath a trickle when he wants to have a wash,</l>
          <l>Bumping other bunnies ‘cos there's something of a squash.</l>
        </lg>
        <p rend="indent">Despite a shortage of timber all sorts of doors and barricades 
were erected to keep out the innumerable flies and the fine dust 
swept up by the gentle sea breezes. Galvanised iron was very 
popular although makeshifts of truck covers and bivouac tents 
were common. Some of the dugouts boasted all sorts of conveniences, ranging from kerosene lamps and candles, fireplaces 
and special air ventilators to draught eliminators. Meals were 
good, but as they had to be eaten out in the open, sand and flies 
often got mixed up with the food. Water had to be carted from 
some distance away and for this reason was rationed to two 
water bottles full a day. Frequent bathing in the nearby surf 
solved the problem of personal washing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">From a training point of view the area was ideal, for field 
exercises could now be carried out under battle conditions. 
Once the troops had settled down these exercises were carried 
out nearly every day or night. Each one was repeated until Col 
Page was satisfied it was done correctly. This principle alone 
made the training gruelling and often boring. Considerable 
attention was paid to the movement of battalions and brigades 
in desert formation. Sometimes the long columns of vehicles 
spread out over the horizon would manæuvre in the desert for 
several days repeating and repeating one exercise—the approach 
march by desert navigation and assault of an enemy fortified 
position. This was hard on the men travelling in the backs of 
the trucks. Twenty to each vehicle, they had to stand hanging 
on to straps for hours on end, all the while breathing in choking
<pb xml:id="n76" n="76"/>
yellow dust. Hard rations, bully beef and biscuits, plus a small 
quota of water, was the fare. As the Colonel announced in one 
of his lectures, these were the conditions under which the 
battalion would have to fight.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Towards the end of October the intensive training period 
ended, lectures and short route marches taking its place. Groups 
of officers paid short visits to the front to gain knowledge of 
conditions there. All equipment was checked over and battle 
dress reissued. Ammunition, grenades, and emergency rations 
were issued to each platoon and the troops realised their days in 
the area were numbered. In the meantime, under the guidance 
of Father Kingan, football came into prominence. With South 
Africans camped nearby it was inevitable that challenges would 
be made and accepted. The battalion team, one of the best 
ever fielded by the unit, excelled itself and defeated the South 
Africans. Later a Divisional team played the Springboks and 
also won, to the great delight of about 5000 vociferous New 
Zealand supporters.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n77" n="77"/>
      <div xml:id="c5" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 5<lb/>
The Second Libyan Campaign</head>
        <p>WHILE the New Zealanders were fighting in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name> and 
<name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> the tables had been turned in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. 
German troops under General Rommel landed in North Africa 
in February and March, and by April Axis forces were again 
at the frontier of Egypt. But <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> still held out and its 
garrison sharply repulsed all attacks. The Germans and Italians 
built a 25-mile chain of forts running inland from <name key="name-001351" type="place">Sollum</name> at 
the frontier and then turned their attention to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. During 
the summer and autumn they built up their forces in readiness 
to launch a major attack about the middle of November.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile, the forces in Egypt were being strengthened. In 
spite of the long sea route the British build-up was quicker than 
that of the Axis, which lost many ships in the short crossing to 
<name key="name-004862" type="place">Tripoli</name>. Although broadly aware of the enemy's intention, 
General Sir Claude Auchinleck, Commander-in-Chief Middle 
East, continued with preparations for an offensive to conquer 
<name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>. In September the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> was formed under the 
command of General Sir Alan Cunningham. A month later 
the garrison at <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> was strengthened and the Australian 
troops there relieved. It was planned that the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> 
would attack early in November. General Cunningham expected his force to have greater mobility than the enemy and to 
outnumber him in tanks, guns, and men. On the other hand 
the Axis Commander was expected to have more aircraft at his 
disposal and his force was equipped with superior tanks and 
anti-tank guns. The date of the British offensive was finally 
fixed as 18 November, the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> hoping to destroy the 
enemy armour at the outset and then overrun his infantry. The 
Axis assault on <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>, planned to begin on 23 November, had 
been forestalled by five days.</p>
        <p rend="indent">General Cunningham divided his force into three groups: 30 
Corps, containing armoured units and motorised infantry; 13 
Corps, largely motorised infantry, of which <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> 
formed a part; and the <name key="name-023821" type="organisation">Oasis Group</name>. Thirtieth Corps was to 
seek out and destroy the enemy armour regrouping in <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name>
<pb xml:id="n78" n="78"/>
and then relieve <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>, leaving <name key="name-000671" type="organisation">13 Corps</name> to capture the 
frontier posts and, if necessary, follow the armour later. The 
<name key="name-023821" type="organisation">Oasis Group</name>, small and very mobile, was to thrust deep into 
enemy territory to capture oases, threatening the enemy's western 
exit from <name key="name-003430" type="place">Cyrenaica</name>. Each of the three groups would have to 
cover large tracts of desert devoid of any form of sustenance 
except for meagre supplies of water. For this reason the maintenance of adequate supplies was essential to the success of the 
offensive. Within the Division elaborate and detailed arrangements were made to ensure that nothing would be lacking on 
this score. Although <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> was strongly opposed to 
the splitting up of his Division, there was a possibility that the 
brigades would have to be separately employed. Sixth Brigade 
had been made self-sufficient in supply and medical services.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> everyone knew that the Division was being 
trained for a desert campaign. Rumours had been circulating 
in the unit concerning the probable date of the assault and the 
battalion's part in it. By early November there was an air of 
expectancy throughout the camp although there was little to go 
on. Nothing had been said, but the men knew that the next 
move would not be just another manæuvre. They had seen the 
road and railway choked with traffic taking forward guns, 
tanks, supplies and every other type of equipment. The sight 
was most impressive. The RAF was very much in evidence, 
and this did more than any words could to instil confidence.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Just before midday on the 11th came the first definite news 
—the Division would be moving into action within a few days. 
This news flashed through the camp, and as the men filed past 
the cookhouses, dixies in hand, there was a noticeable change in 
their bearing. Nearly everyone was excited, but all were very 
confident. That day the company canteens sold poppies—it was 
Armistice Day. At 7.30 p.m. Col Page called his officers 
together.<note xml:id="fn1-78" n="1"><p>Appointments at commencement of Libyan campaign:
<list type="simple"><item><p>CO: <name key="name-004509" type="person">Lt-Col J. R. Page</name></p></item><item><p>2 i/c: <name key="name-009565" type="person">Maj B. J. Mathewson</name></p></item><item><p>Adjt: Capt W. Tolerton</p></item><item><p>QM: Capt F. W. Wilson</p></item><item><p>MO: <name key="name-015225" type="person">Capt G. C. Jennings</name></p></item><item><p>IO: Lt C. W. J. Pierson</p></item><item><p>Carriers: <name key="name-015345" type="person">Lt W. D. Westenra</name></p></item><item><p>OC A Coy: <name key="name-013488" type="person">Maj T. Milliken</name></p></item><item><p>OC B Coy: <name key="name-011689" type="person">Capt A. W. Wesney</name></p></item><item><p>OC C Cov: Capt E. J. Thomson</p></item><item><p>OC D Coy: Capt E. F. Walden</p></item><item><p>OC HQ Coy: Capt C. D. F. Bowie</p></item><item><p>Signals: 2 Lt R. Kearney</p></item><item><p>Mortars: Lt J. E. Matheson</p></item></list>
</p></note> He could give them little detailed information of
<pb xml:id="n79" n="79"/>
what was planned, but there was plenty to be discussed and 
decided before the battalion could be considered ready for 
offensive action so far from its base. Captain Wilson was left 
with the heavy task of making all the arrangements concerning 
supplies—those to be carried by the men themselves and those 
to be collected en route. Adequate transport was another important factor to be considered and Col Page's instructions were: 
‘All transport will, if necessary, be able to get to <name key="name-002931" type="place">Benghazi</name>— 
no vehicle will be abandoned in the event of a breakdown; it 
must be towed.’ Then came the news that certain officers and 
men would be left behind as LOBs<note xml:id="fn1-79" n="2"><p>Left out of battle.</p></note> When the names were 
announced there was mutual disappointment. Next morning 
when the names of all who were to be left behind were posted, 
the disappointment felt was more pronounced. Many and 
varied were the excuses given by those trying to get a chance 
to go with the battalion. They tried in vain, however, and 
under the command of Maj <name key="name-015253" type="person">McQuade</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-79" n="3"><p><name key="name-015253" type="person">Maj H. G. McQuade</name>; <name key="name-120134" type="place">Oamaru</name>; born <name key="name-120134" type="place">Oamaru</name>, <date when="1907-08-11">11 Aug 1907</date>; clerk.</p></note> 64 officers and other 
ranks remained in the <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> camp until the campaign was 
over.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the 12th and the morning of the 13th the preparations for the move were completed. In the meantime the rest of 
the Division departed. Early on the afternoon of the 13th the 
troops of 6 Brigade embussed on RMT, and soon after the long 
brigade convoy—918 vehicles all told—was on its way. The 
lorries were rather crowded. Each carried a stock of bully beef, 
tea, biscuit and cheese rations. The men, after their experiences 
on manæuvres, had all filled their water bottles. Spirits were 
high. From the trucks came the sound of singing. The convoy 
continued along the <name key="name-001339" type="place">Siwa</name> road. South of <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> it turned 
westward and travelled a mile or so across the desert. The 
brigade then moved into desert formation and laagered for the 
night. By this time it was 10 p.m. During the afternoon the 
battalion had halted for a short while close to 2 NZ General 
Hospital near <name key="name-001092" type="place">Mersa Matruh</name>. Captain Little was at the roadside, and he went along the line of trucks bidding everyone the 
best of luck, obviously disappointed that he was not accompanying the battalion.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n80" n="80"/>
        <p rend="indent">There was no move on the 14th, but early next morning the 
Division, for the first time in its history, moved off as a complete formation. It was a magnificent and unforgettable sight— 
some 3000 vehicles of all types, widely dispersed and moving 
slowly westward, windshields flashing in the sunlight and little 
tufts of dust rising here and there. <name key="name-003198" type="organisation">Royal Air Force</name> planes 
hovered overhead. Nearly sixty miles had been covered by 
nightfall when the Division halted, each brigade closing in so 
that vehicles were only a few yards apart. The cooks, travelling 
at the rear of the column, prepared a hot meal. Pickets were 
posted and the men settled down for the night in shallow 
trenches, cold in spite of blankets and greatcoats.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Division was now south of <name key="name-001329" type="place">Sidi Barrani</name>, and to avoid 
detection from the air the remainder of the approach march was 
completed under cover of darkness. It extended over three 
nights. Before dawn each morning the brigades opened out 
into normal desert formation, a manæuvre that sometimes took 
several hours. A start was made about 5 p.m. on the 16th, the 
long columns of vehicles heading steadily westward across the 
desert, occasionally delayed by soft patches of sand. A stop was 
made at midnight and the men tumbled out of the trucks to 
sleep until morning. Similar progress was made the following 
night, the Division halting close to the frontier. A vivid display 
of lightning during the night fooled nearly everyone, until the 
complete absence of sound convinced the men it was not a land 
or naval bombardment. The flashes were low down on the 
horizon in the direction of the frontier forts.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Long before dawn on 18 November hundreds of tanks 
and thousands of vehicles of <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name> began moving westward. 
By 9 a.m. they were in <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name> and driving towards <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. The 
offensive had begun! The New Zealanders, still east of the Wire, 
felt no excitement, for until the tank battle started they could 
only wait and wonder. In the battalion bivouac area the troops 
read mail and kicked a football about. After dark the Division 
crossed the frontier. The battalion columns reached it about 
eleven o'clock and before dawn halted several miles south of 
<name key="name-001333" type="place">Sidi Omar</name>. The vehicles were widely dispersed and the troops 
dug in. Gunfire could be heard, and every now and again 
flashes could be seen to the north and west of the staging area.
<pb xml:id="n81" n="81"/>
Little happened in the divisional area during the 19th. About 
4.30 p.m. 6 Brigade moved to a position about nine miles south-west of <name key="name-001333" type="place">Sidi Omar</name>. On reaching the new area the columns 
closed in and the battalions took up defensive positions. In the 
morning normal desert formation was resumed and all ranks 
settled down to await further orders. The Division was now 
poised ready to move off, and everyone was anxiously awaiting 
news of the tank battle farther west.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Early reports of the fighting indicated that <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name> was 
making satisfactory progress towards <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Closer at hand 
4 Indian Division had swept around to cut off the frontier forts 
running south-west from <name key="name-000922" type="place">Halfaya Pass</name>. Air activity increased 
considerably during the 20th, and in the staging area precautions were taken to meet the possibility of attack. Colonel Page 
sent the Carrier Platoon to patrol the ground east of the battalion. The party exchanged greetings with some Indian troops 
and picked up the pilot of a crashed Hurricane but saw no 
sign of the enemy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the night and early morning further reports of the 
armoured battle were received at Divisional HQ. Despite stiffening opposition and heavy casualties, the tanks of <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name> had 
penetrated to an area just south-west of <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. The time 
seemed to have arrived for <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> to carry out its role of 
isolating and possibly capturing the remaining frontier positions. 
This task had fallen to 4 and 5 Brigades, which were to swing 
north-east and attack <name key="name-004714" type="place">Sidi Azeiz</name>, <name key="name-001351" type="place">Sollum</name>, <name key="name-000737" type="place">Capuzzo</name> and <name key="name-000620" type="place">Bardia</name>. 
Sixth Brigade, in reserve, was to move north to straddle the 
<name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name>, a track leading westward to pass south of 
<name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. This advance would bring the brigade close to Bir el 
Hariga and not far from <name key="name-004714" type="place">Sidi Azeiz</name>, where Divisional HQ was 
to be established. Orders for the move were received at Battalion HQ shortly before midday.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 1 p.m. 6 Brigade moved off in desert formation and two 
hours later reached the divisional start point. A short halt and 
the columns set out in the wake of 4 and 5 Brigades. Progress 
was fairly slow, with frequent short stops. During one of these 
in the late afternoon, the troops were interested spectators of an 
artillery duel between Indian gunners and Italians defending 
Libyan Omar. When shells began to land near the columns of
<pb xml:id="n82" n="82"/>
stationary vehicles it was a different story, and no time was 
wasted in getting out of range. The advance was continued after 
dark and drivers were soon in trouble. Driving without lights 
in inky darkness, they ran into a waterlogged section of the 
desert. Before long almost every vehicle was bogged down. To 
lighten the load and help push the trucks on to firmer ground, 
the troops debussed. The Carrier Platoon did a great job, ranging up and down the columns pulling truck after truck out of 
the mud. Some were so badly bogged they had to be dug out— 
a task left to the sleepy infantrymen. To the latter it seemed 
hours before they embussed and were on the way again. All 
semblance of formation had been lost in the confusion and a 
coating of mud had been added to the grime and dust on each 
man.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was after midnight by this time, and as the going was still 
very heavy the Brigade Commander decided to halt and continue the march at first light. The battalion vehicles reached 
the stopping place about 2 a.m. and resumed normal formation. 
Advance elements of the brigade had captured a German LAD<note xml:id="fn1-82" n="4"><p>Light Aid Detachment.</p></note> 
unit comprising about 30 men and six trucks. In the morning 
the captured vehicles were found to be British, apparently captured in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>, reconditioned, and sent to <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>. One HQ 
Coy driver claimed that one of the trucks, an English half-ton 
Ford, was the one he had left in <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>. Shortly before 10 a.m. 
the battalion reached the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> and moved forward to 
halt in desert formation alongside <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> at the head of 
the Brigade Group. The need for wide dispersal was soon made 
apparent. Before A Coy had debussed, an enemy plane dived 
directly towards one of the vehicles. The occupants tumbled 
out of the truck and scattered in all directions. Fortunately the 
plane was only a reconnaissance one and did not open fire. 
Later, as the troops were digging in more planes appeared, but 
they also made no attempt to attack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile, the forward brigades had succeeded in isolating 
the frontier outposts and capturing many prisoners. The position there was reasonably secure, and 6 Brigade was ordered to 
proceed with the second phase of its role. This involved a 30- 
mile advance west along the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> to <name key="name-003320" type="place">Bir el Chleta</name> and
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP007a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP007a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP007a-g"/><figDesc>Coloured map of Northern Egypt</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n83" n="83"/>
north to <name key="name-002725" type="place">Gambut</name>. Thirtieth Corps in its thrust westward had 
passed south of these places, both of which were believed to be 
occupied by the enemy. Under command of the brigade were 
6 Field Regiment NZA, 33 Battery of 7 Anti-Tank Regiment, 
43 Light Anti-Aircraft Battery, 8 Field Company NZE, 6 Field 
Ambulance, and a squadron of Valentine tanks (8 Royal Tank 
Regiment, <name key="name-000679" type="organisation">1 Army Tank Brigade</name>).</p>
        <p rend="indent">Little of this news reached the troops, who were told to be 
ready to move at midday. The slow-moving tanks caused some 
delay and it was after 2 p.m. before the columns began to move 
westward. The tanks, out in front, cautiously probed forward 
while carriers and anti-tank guns covered the flanks. Progress 
was slow, with frequent stops. Gunfire was heard to the north-west. The brigade had not gone far when a disturbing report 
arrived which subsequently changed the course of events. 
Hitherto it had been thought that the tank battle was going 
well, but an LO from 30 Corps HQ painted a very different 
picture. The British <name key="name-009204" type="organisation">7 Armoured Division</name> had suffered very 
heavy losses in tanks and its <name key="name-002989" type="organisation">Support Group</name> on <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, 15 
miles beyond <name key="name-003320" type="place">Bir el Chleta</name>, was virtually surrounded and in a 
desperate plight. Fifth South African Brigade, which was to 
have come up from the south towards it, could make little progress. The <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison, which had succeeded in breaking 
through the inner ring of the cordon around it, had encountered 
much stronger opposition than had been expected. Although 
reluctant to separate his brigades, <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> gave orders 
for 6 Brigade to move post-haste to relieve the <name key="name-002989" type="organisation">Support Group</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Now under command of <name key="name-000672" type="organisation">30 Corps</name>, 6 Brigade moved slowly 
westward. Despite the urgency of the situation it could not increase its rate of advance, for the tanks could only travel eight 
miles in the hour. After dusk progress was further delayed while 
the columns negotiated a minefield. At 8.15 p.m. the brigade 
halted for a hot meal and a rest. This was a welcome break 
for the tank crews who had been almost continuously on the 
move for many hours. While the troops slept supplies were 
brought forward and the tanks refuelled. Brigadier Barrowclough planned to resume the advance at 3 a.m. and, by swinging south of <name key="name-003320" type="place">Bir el Chleta</name> to avoid engagements in that area, 
hoped to reach <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment early in the morning.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n84" n="84"/>
        <p rend="indent">Half asleep and shivering with the cold, the troops embussed 
again at 3 a.m. The trucks moved off, turning south on to an 
escarpment with the object of bypassing <name key="name-003320" type="place">Bir el Chleta</name>. It was 
very dark and drivers found it difficult to maintain contact. As 
a result the rate of advance was slow. Just as dawn was breaking, the columns stopped while further reconnaissance was 
carried out. In the dim light the troops debussed and began 
looking around for suitable places to dig their slit trenches. 
Cooking gear was unloaded and the cooks began setting up their 
burners. Accompanied by Lt Westenra, Col Page set out in a 
carrier to locate <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> HQ.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Not long after he left the silence was broken by a sudden 
burst of machine-gun fire. Within a few minutes bullets were 
flying in all directions. The cooks, like everyone else, dived for 
shelter. In the murky light it was difficult to tell what was 
happening but it appeared that the brigade had laagered around 
an enemy force. Colonel Page had been the first to notice something amiss. As the carrier moved towards <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> he saw 
what appeared to be a tank and a staff car on his right. Closer 
investigation revealed they were enemy. The CO opened fire 
with a Bren gun, and a German officer, leaning head and 
shoulders out of the tank hatch, threw his arms in the air and 
flopped over the side in spectacular fashion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the light grew stronger 25-pounders and anti-tank guns 
opened fire on a group of armoured vehicles, cars, and lorries 
laagered between the two battalions. Enemy troops were milling 
around, obviously confused by the sudden change of events. B 
Coy, which was nearest to them, was having a good time, shooting at anything in sight. Several of the enemy vehicles attempted to run the gauntlet of fire and escape. Some succeeded, but the majority remained immobile.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Almost as suddenly as it had begun the shooting ceased. 
About 200 Germans, hands high in the air, came running 
towards the troops. The booty was considerable and some valuable documents were found, including the enemy code list of 
the day. Through an error in navigation in the early hours of 
the morning the Brigade Group had swung back on its original 
line of advance, the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name>. As a result it had stumbled
<pb xml:id="n85" n="85"/>
on part of the headquarters of the <name key="name-006122" type="organisation">Afrika Korps</name>, laagered at Bir 
el Chleta.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Anxious to reach <name key="name-004561" type="place">Point 175</name> without further delay, the Brigade 
Commander gave orders for the advance westwards to continue. 
In the meantime <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> had become involved in a sharp 
skirmish with an enemy force north of it, but was able to disengage without difficulty. By 9.30 a.m. the brigade was again 
moving west along the escarpment south of the road. Captain 
Wesney's<note xml:id="fn1-85" n="5"><p><name key="name-011689" type="person">Capt A. W. Wesney</name>; born <name key="name-036071" type="place">Invercargill</name>, <date when="1915-02-01">1 Feb 1915</date>; clerk; killed in
action <date when="1941-11-23">23 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> men (B Coy) were feeling very pleased with themselves. It had been their first taste of action and the results were 
very satisfactory. Most of them were carrying souvenirs of some 
sort.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An hour after setting out along the escarpment the columns 
halted in the Wadi esc Sciomar, a long and fairly narrow depression about three miles east of Pt 175. The troops debussed 
and began digging in, although they knew their stay would be 
short. Not far away was a solitary fig bush which looked out of 
place in the open desert. A Coy captured a prisoner, quite unexpectedly. A motor cyclist was seen approaching the wadi 
from the south. He was recognised as a German, and when he 
was only about 100 yards away the platoons opened fire, wounding him and shattering the tank of his motor cycle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Sixth Brigade Group was now on its own, 50 miles from the 
Division. Ahead lay a big task, for the situation at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
was worse than had been feared. The Support Group of 7 
Armoured Division had been defeated and the remnants had 
withdrawn to the south, leaving the enemy in control of the 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> feature. In this region the desert was dominated 
by three well-defined escarpments, 70–100 feet high and facing 
the sea. These escarpments, each 20–30 miles long, were of 
great tactical value for the observation, command and opportunities of concealment which they gave. The one in the north 
ran westward through <name key="name-023613" type="place">Ed Dbana</name>, <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name>, and <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> to 
<name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>, towards which the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison was fighting its 
way. The central or <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment, continuing past 
Pt 175, the highest ground on the east end of the feature, 
skirted the northern edge of a landing field and ended about
<pb xml:id="n86" n="86"/>
3500 yards south of <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. Over a mile from the western 
end was perched the tiny mosque of <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, and at this 
point the escarpment commanded the vital bottleneck through 
which ran <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> and the Axis-built road bypassing 
<name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Two or three miles to the south ran another escarpment, on part of which was 5 South African Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment rose sharply from the north with 
few approaches for vehicles. The wide, rocky crest was scattered 
with boulders, and it fell gently towards the south across desert 
covered thinly with small rushes and dry, prickly scrub. The 
escarpment face was cut by wadis and ravines, some of which 
stretched across the flat towards the north. It appeared that 6 
Brigade Group would have to retake <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> with only 
limited armoured support, as it was doubtful if the South 
Africans could provide effective help. While 26 Battalion moved 
south-west to make contact with the South Africans, 25 Battalion with tank support was to attack and capture Pt 175; 24 
Battalion was to be in reserve.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">After only a short stay in the Wadi esc Sciomar, the battalion 
moved off on a south-westerly course to make contact with 5 
South African Brigade. Under command were <name key="name-025379" type="organisation">30 Field Battery</name>, 
with eight 25-pounders, and L Troop 33 Anti-Tank Battery, 
with four two-pounder anti-tank guns. The columns travelled 
about five miles before the South African transport was seen 
laagered on higher ground about a mile away. Colonel Page gave 
the order to halt and the troops debussed. Not long afterwards 
they began digging in in sand-covered rock. It was difficult to 
get down more than six to nine inches, and stones and rubble 
were piled around the edges of the trenches to give better protection. The CO deployed his companies in the form of a 
square, with Battalion HQ, supporting arms, and transport in 
the centre and to the north. A Coy faced south-west, B Coy 
north-west, C Coy south-east, and D Coy north-east. In each 
company sector two platoons held forward positions with the 
third in reserve about 50 yards in rear. The supporting arms 
were placed to face north-south and west, the most likely directions from which attack could be expected. The Carrier Platoon
<pb xml:id="n87" n="87"/>
was ordered to patrol the ground between the battalion and 
Pt 175.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After midday the CO left to establish contact with the South 
Africans. When he reached their headquarters he was informed 
that a tank-supported attack was expected at any time. Reconnaissance had shown that the enemy was organising a large 
striking force behind the southern escarpment. The supporting 
arms with the brigade were not strong enough to break up this 
concentration. Long-range guns had already started several 
fires in the South African sector and the tempo of the enemy 
shelling was steadily increasing. Somewhat perturbed by this 
news Col Page returned to his headquarters. Some time later 
the Carrier Platoon arrived back with 20 prisoners from a German recovery unit who had been captured while repairing some 
broken-down vehicles not far away. Lieutenant Westenra 
brought news of <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>'s attack on Pt 175. Supported by 
the Valentines, the infantry were making steady progress against 
heavy opposition.</p>
        <p>
          <figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba087a">
            <graphic url="WH2-26Ba087a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba087a-g"/>
            <head>
              <hi rend="sc">General situation at 5 p.m. 23 November</hi>
            </head>
            <figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc>
          </figure>
        </p>
        <pb xml:id="n88" n="88"/>
        <p rend="indent">During the early part of the afternoon 5 South African 
Brigade was very heavily shelled. From the battalion sector it 
was difficult to see what was happening. As the shells exploded 
they threw up clouds of dust and smoke. Thin columns of black 
smoke rose above the dust into the sky. The South African 
artillery was retaliating vigorously. Nevertheless the enemy force, 
which consisted of over a hundred tanks supported by infantry, 
drew nearer. The artillery and tank duel reached a climax 
about 3.30 p.m. and the brigade was heavily engaged in close 
fighting. Guns were firing at close range and fires were blazing 
in all directions. At first it seemed that the South Africans were 
holding their own, but slowly and relentlessly the enemy pressed 
on. Ambulances and transport came racing over the open 
ground to pass through the battalion and on out of shelling 
range. They were followed by part of a British field battery and 
more vehicles.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By this time shells were landing in the battalion sector at an 
increasing rate and the New Zealand 25-pounders were replying. 
With some dismay the troops watched enemy tanks—and there 
seemed no end to them—fight their way through the South 
African Brigade, rounding up prisoners and quelling stubborn 
points of resistance. One by one the South African field guns 
were knocked out. Just when the battle appeared to be over, 
the remnants of 22 British Armoured Brigade charged in from 
the south and engaged the enemy armour at close range. Both 
sides lost heavily in the ensuing brief fight, the remaining British 
tanks being forced to withdraw. (The severity of the fighting 
and the splendid resistance by the South Africans and British 
are clearly established by German reports of this action. Rommel 
committed the best part of three armoured divisions and lost 
heavily in tanks and infantry.)</p>
        <p rend="indent">At this stage Col Page could have ordered a withdrawal. The 
enemy was shelling the battalion area more heavily and his 
tanks and infantry were forming up as if to continue their 
advance northward. The battalion was in no position to withstand a tank-supported attack. However, the Colonel decided 
to stand firm. The men of 30 Battery and L Troop 33 Battery 
were ready for the task ahead. For some time they had been 
engaging the enemy at long range, and when resistance ceased
<pb xml:id="n89" n="89"/>
in 5 South African Brigade's sector they turned their attention 
to targets closer at hand. Their fire struck amongst the enemy's 
thin-skinned vehicles and knocked out several tanks. Colonel 
Page, a gunner himself in earlier days, was moving the guns 
around and farther forward so that they could do the greatest 
possible damage and so delay the attack on his battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy retaliated, and a heavy volume of fire from tanks, 
field guns, and mortars was directed on the position. Machine 
guns sited on higher ground to the south-west opened fire and 
swept the area with an almost continuous hail of bullets. This 
made no apparent difference to the gunners, few of whom had 
been able to dig in their guns. They continued to load and fire 
as fast as they could, winning the admiration of all around 
them. Casualties began to mount. Several men in A and B 
Coys were killed or wounded by flying splinters. The Colonel's 
batman was killed in the trench he had dug for the CO. 
Several trucks were damaged and set on fire,’ and Capt Wilson 
was ordered to take the bulk of the transport back to Wadi esc 
Sciomar where Brigade HQ had been established. The drivers 
lost no time in complying with this order and the convoy 
reached the wadi without difficulty. This left the battalion 
with insufficient vehicles to effect a sudden withdrawal, but the 
Colonel hoped to hold on until dusk and then disengage under 
cover of darkness.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly before dusk enemy infantry were seen moving down 
from the high ground south-west of the battalion, heading north 
along the shallow wadis and folds which divided the two escarpments. As they crossed in front of A and B Coys the forward 
platoons opened fire, inflicting casualties. It appeared that the 
enemy was going to attack from the west with the setting sun 
behind him. The troops prepared to meet the blow. From 
each company carrying parties raced across the uneven ground 
through heavy fire to collect ammunition from the small reserve at Battalion HQ. Colonel Page ordered the field guns to 
pull back to the rear. This they did, and from their new positions continued to fire with evident success.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The withdrawal of the guns and the difficulty of inter-company and platoon communications nearly caused a 
catastrophe. A and B Coy officers thought a general <choice><orig>with-
<pb xml:id="n90" n="90"/>
drawal</orig><reg>withdrawal</reg></choice> was taking place and began to move back. On seeing 
this the Colonel dashed forward and, although the shelling was 
very heavy at the time, rallied his men. Within a short time 
they were back in their shallow trenches. Almost immediately 
afterwards A Coy was heavily engaged by machine-gun fire and 
enemy infantry began to approach. Steady fire from the three 
platoons checked their advance. Nevertheless, in the failing 
light the enemy seemed to be getting nearer. C and D Coys, 
together with part of HQ Coy, were ordered to abandon their 
positions and withdraw under the command of Maj Mathewson.<note xml:id="fn1-90" n="6"><p><name key="name-009565" type="person">Maj B. J. Mathewson</name>, ED; Westport; born Westport, <date when="1905-04-18">18 Apr 1905</date>;
company manager; wounded <date when="1941-11-26">26 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> As they moved off a burst of machine-gun fire struck a 
crowded truck. Corporal <name key="name-015155" type="person">Berry</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-90" n="7"><p><name key="name-015155" type="person">Cpl J. B. Berry</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1906-07-28">28 Jul 1906</date>; carrier; died of wounds <date when="1941-11-25">25 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> a very popular and capable 
NCO, was wounded in the chest and subsequently died.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Dusk fell and the shelling eased off. B Coy could hear the 
Germans moving about not far away and Capt Wesney was 
given permission to charge them. With the same dash he had 
shown on the football field as a Rugby All Black, this officer 
led his men forward. In the poor light it was impossible to see 
the enemy, but with bayonets fixed and yelling as they ran the 
company followed their commander. The ground was rough 
and uneven, and twice the men were on the skyline. On the 
last dash Capt Wesney, who had been wounded during the 
afternoon and again early in the charge, received a burst in the 
chest and was killed instantly. Several hundred yards had been 
covered with still no sign of the enemy. Panting breathlessly, 
the men lay on the ground awaiting the order to charge again. 
It was dark by this time and the enemy was lighting up the area 
with flares. Seconds that seemed like hours passed, and then 
came the whispered order, ‘Make your way back to the trucks.’</p>
        <p rend="indent">The company had lost ten men, seven of whom had been 
killed. In addition, 12 Platoon was missing. Everyone was 
anxious to be gone. A Coy was already embussing and moving 
out. Before he left 2 Lt <name key="name-014653" type="person">Rutherford</name>,<note xml:id="fn3-90" n="8"><p><name key="name-014653" type="person">2 Lt F. D. Rutherford</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1912-02-25">25 Feb 1912</date>; labourer;
drowned <date when="1941-12-05">5 Dec 1941</date>.</p></note> 10 Platoon commander, 
took a small party back to the scene of the charge to collect the
<pb xml:id="n91" n="91"/>
two wounded men left behind and bring out Wesney's body. 
There were not enough trucks, but eventually everyone 
clambered on something—a truck, artillery limber, or anti-tank 
portéc. Drivers were impatient to be gone for enemy machine 
guns were still spraying the area with bullets. Some trucks had 
flat tires, but the men hung on grimly as they moved over shell 
holes and on towards Brigade HQ. Colonel Page remained 
behind with the Carrier Platoon to cover the withdrawal. As the 
last vehicles left the area the carriers ranged up and down-the 
front with guns blazing. Satisfied that the battalion was well 
clear, the Colonel gave them the order to withdraw.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By midnight the battalion was reassembled near Brigade HQ. 
The troops dug in and settled down. Some were without 
blankets, greatcoats and personal gear, which had been lost 
when platoon trucks had been hit during the afternoon. A 
number of the vehicles brought back by Capt Wilson had been 
commandeered for use as ambulances to carry wounded back 
across the frontier. Casualties had been surprisingly low. 
Eleven men had been killed and eight wounded. No. 12 Platoon 
was still missing and Doctor Jennings, who had gone forward 
late in the afternoon to attend to wounded in A and B Coys, 
had not returned.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The situation on Pt 175 had changed considerably since Lt 
Westenra's early report. The 25th Battalion had succeeded in 
capturing the greater part of the feature but was troubled by 
fire from an enemy strongpoint farther west along the escarpment. When the Valentines went forward to deal with this most 
of them were knocked out. Later the enemy counter-attacked. 
The 15th Panzer Division, which had taken part in the assault 
on 5 South African Brigade, attacked from the south and other 
troops from the west. The New Zealand infantry fought hard 
to retain their grip on the hill and suffered very heavy casualties. 
The 24th Battalion was ordered forward, and two companies 
went to the assistance of <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>. They, too, lost heavily 
but the position was held, and shortly after dusk the enemy 
attacks ceased. The 26th Battalion was ordered to take up a 
reserve position before dawn in a wadi just east of Pt 175. At 
3.30 a.m. the troops embussed and were in their new position 
long before daylight.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n92" n="92"/>
        <p rend="indent">The fierce struggle of the previous day and the defeat of 7 
Armoured Division and 5 South African Brigade had placed 6 
Brigade in a serious position. A numerically weak two-battalion 
force, commanded by Lt-Col <name key="name-010648" type="person">Shuttleworth</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-92" n="9"><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> held Pt 175 with 
26 Battalion in the wadi nearby. After overwhelming the South 
Africans and attacking Pt 175, the victorious but battered 15 
and 21 Panzer Divisions had laagered for the night not far from 
the New Zealanders. With practically no armoured support, 6 
Brigade was in no position to withstand a heavy tank attack. 
But, with victory in his grasp, the Axis Commander chose to 
send his armour east to the Egyptian frontier, leaving the New 
Zealanders still in the field. During the 24th the two Panzer 
divisions passed south of Pt 175 and headed east towards Sidi 
<name key="name-120078" type="place">Omar</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">So, quite unexpectedly, Monday the 24th was a quiet day 
for the battalion, with only desultory shelling disturbing the 
peace. A large-calibre gun, known as ‘Belching Bertha’, fired 
several salvos which caused casualties to D Coy. Two men 
were killed and four wounded. Lieutenant Nidd,<note xml:id="fn2-92" n="10"><p><name key="name-015272" type="person">Capt W. T. Nidd</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1914-02-17">17 Feb 1914</date>; clerk;
wounded <date when="1941-11-24">24 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> 16 Platoon 
commander, was wounded and Sgt <name key="name-012322" type="person">Dodds</name><note xml:id="fn3-92" n="11"><p><name key="name-012322" type="person">Capt G. M. Dodds</name>, DCM; <name key="name-120065" type="place">Mosgiel</name>; born North Taieri, <date when="1910-12-29">29 Dec 1910</date>;
bricklayer.</p></note> took over his command. The wadi was littered with abandoned equipment: 
burnt-out and damaged trucks lying at grotesque angles, gaunt, 
blackened hulks which had once been tanks, guns with the dead 
still lying around them. Here and there was a rifle, a Bren, or 
a spandau. Other equipment, most of it personal gear left 
behind by the enemy, lay in untidy heaps all around. Those who 
had already spent one cold night without blankets and greatcoats were soon rummaging amongst this gear in the hope of 
finding something of use. Captain Wilson had some spare 
blankets but not enough to meet the demand. Unfortunately, 
later in the day the RMT which had brought the battalion from 
<name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> was sent east to collect supplies. With it went most of 
the blankets, extra water supplies, and other gear belonging to
<pb xml:id="n93" n="93"/>
the men. At the time it was thought the trucks would not be 
away for long and few bothered to off-load their gear. More 
important still, the battalion was now left with insufficient 
transport to make an emergency move.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the day the missing personnel returned. Doctor Jennings and the RAP sergeant arrived on foot. Returning to Wadi 
esc Sciomar the previous evening, they had driven into a minefield guarded by enemy troops. Forced to abandon the ambulance they set out on foot and, after a long and roundabout 
journey, managed to escape capture. No. 12 Platoon also 
arrived back. Its commander, Lt <name key="name-015305" type="person">Ryder</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-93" n="12"><p><name key="name-015305" type="person">Lt W. G. Ryder</name>; <name key="name-036071" type="place">Invercargill</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1914-02-12">12 Feb 1914</date>; civil
servant; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> had not heard the 
order to withdraw during the bayonet charge and he returned 
to the battalion area to find everyone gone. Eventually the 
platoon reached the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> east of Wadi esc Sciomar, 
where other New Zealand troops were encountered. Late in 
the afternoon after the enemy shelling had ceased a large convoy 
was seen approaching from the south-west. It was led by enemy 
armoured vehicles, but as soon as the 25-pounders opened fire 
they made off. The convoy continued on towards the battalion, 
and when they came closer the trucks were seen to be British. 
They proved to be a convoy of wounded South Africans and 
Tommies. The enemy had insufficient medical supplies to attend 
to them and had sent them back.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About the same time 4 Brigade was seen advancing west 
beyond the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name>. The troops climbed on to the escarpment to watch. Travelling in desert formation with its tanks 
and carriers out in front, the brigade made a grand sight and a 
very welcome one. Aware of the serious position on <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
but not knowing that the German armour was moving towards 
the frontier, <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> had decided to move westward, 
join up with 6 Brigade, and continue the advance on <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. 
A battalion of 5 Brigade, the 21st, was ordered to join 6 Brigade 
at Pt 175. Fourth Brigade was to push westward through 
<name key="name-002725" type="place">Gambut</name> along the northern escarpment, while Divisional HQ 
followed along the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name>. Fifth Brigade was to follow 
when relieved at <name key="name-000620" type="place">Bardia</name> and <name key="name-001351" type="place">Sollum</name> by 4 Indian Division.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By dusk on the 24th 4 Brigade had drawn level with Pt 175.
<pb xml:id="n94" n="94"/>
That night plans were drawn up to continue the advance to 
bring both brigades within striking distance of <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> and 
<name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name>. Although 6 Brigade held Pt 175, it was unable to 
occupy the western slopes because they were under observation 
from a blockhouse, a prominent stone building near the edge 
of the escarpment about two miles away. Fire from this area 
had already caused casualties to the brigade. East of the blockhouse a wadi cut through the escarpment, the possession of 
which was of some value to the enemy for it sheltered troublesome snipers and offered an alternative route to bypass Sidi 
Rezegh.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Orders for the advance were received at Battalion HQ about 
midnight. Colonel Page called his company commanders together and detailed the plan. The 21st Battalion was to move 
along the southern escarpment while 24 and 26 Battalions advanced along the central one and consolidated in the vicinity 
of the landing ground about five miles away. Strong opposition was not expected although it was believed that 24 Battalion, advancing along the crest of the escarpment and on the 
right of 26 Battalion, might meet trouble in the vicinity of the 
blockhouse. The operation was to begin at 5 a.m., and it was 
hoped that both units would reach their objective by dawn. 
The 25th Battalion was to follow later. Colonel Page's plan 
was simple. C and D Coys were to lead off on foot from a 
start line south of the battalion's reserve position, and would be 
followed by the other two rifle companies with Battalion HQ 
in the centre. C Coy, on the right, would pass south of the 
blockhouse. Except for the 25-pounders, the supporting arms 
were to accompany the infantry. Arrangements were made for 
30 Battery to give supporting fire should it be required. The 
unit transport and B Echelon were not to move until the companies were firmly established on their objective. One 15-cwt. 
truck provided by HQ Coy was to travel between C and D 
Coys to give the mileage.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After a hasty breakfast of bully beef and biscuits, platoons 
formed up in the darkness and set out for the start line. Shortly 
after five o'clock C and D Coys moved off, with the others 
following close behind. It was very cold and everyone was 
warmly clad. As the men moved forward there was little noise
<pb xml:id="n95" n="95"/>
save for the quiet curses of those who stumbled over desert 
scrub and the clink of loose equipment. Colonel Page had left 
his headquarters and was travelling on the left of 14 Platoon 
and maintaining contact with D Coy. No opposition was encountered until almost daylight, when the leading platoons came 
under machine-gun fire from the blockhouse and enemy positions farther west. One C Coy man was hit but the advance 
was not seriously delayed. The need for silence was gone, and 
each of the forward companies appeared to be trying to outdo 
the other in warcries and curses. The Colonel set a fine example. 
He had come without his steel helmet and seemed quite unconcerned by the fire. Shortly after daylight the two companies 
reached the eastern edge of the landing field and began to dig in.</p>
        <p rend="indent">B Coy, following behind C Coy on the right flank, also came 
under fire from the blockhouse. It was obvious that the landing 
ground positions would be untenable as long as the enemy held 
this area. The 24th Battalion was held up and even at this 
juncture was attacking for the third time, with the artillery 
giving close support. Colonel Page decided to assist by attacking from the flank. After a few ranging shots the mortars 
fired several smoke shells into the building, causing the enemy 
to vacate it and run to prepared positions along the escarpment. 
Under cover of this smoke and continued supporting fire from 
mortars, machine guns and carriers, two sections from 10 
Platoon and two from No. 11 moved forward. It was a <choice><orig>copy- 
book</orig><reg>copybook</reg></choice> advance, with two sections giving supporting fire while 
the third ran forward and the carriers worked around on the 
flank. As the men neared their objective they came under heavy 
machine-gun and anti-tank fire which brought the attack to a 
standstill. The mortars increased their fire and a small party 
of Germans stood up with their hands in the air. The carriers 
went forward to collect them but came under heavy fire from 
anti-tank guns sited nearer the blockhouse. Several of the 
vehicles were damaged on mines but the remainder continued 
up the slope. Meanwhile, the forward sections and the rest of 
B Coy had been pouring a heavy volume of small-arms fire 
into the enemy positions. Probably under the impression that 
he was surrounded the enemy surrendered. Everyone was 
amazed at the number of prisoners—over 200 were taken at a
<pb xml:id="n96" n="96"/>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba096a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba096a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba096a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">The Advance to the Airfield—situation at 2 p.m. 25 November</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n97" n="97"/>
cost to the battalion of four killed and eight wounded. Unfortunately, amongst the killed were two officers—Lt Westenra, the 
Carrier officer, who died of wounds, and <name key="name-014655" type="person">2 Lt J. R. Upton</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-97" n="13"><p><name key="name-014655" type="person">2 Lt J. R. Upton</name>; born <name key="name-021115" type="place">Ashburton</name>, <date when="1907-10-03">3 Oct 1907</date>; seed cleaning contractor; killed in action <date when="1941-11-25">25 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> 11 
Platoon commander. Several others had lucky escapes. One 
soldier had a bullet penetrate his steel helmet without wounding 
him. Another bullet knocked 2 Lt Rutherford's pipe from his 
mouth, taking two teeth with it. The 24th Battalion's losses 
were more severe, for the enemy had directed heavy fire on its 
attacking companies.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The action over, the battalion deployed on its objective with 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> linking up on the right flank. There was little 
cover and the ground was hard and stony. The leading companies moved farther across the landing ground and dug in 
under fire from enemy mortars, machine guns, and field guns 
north-west and west of the sector. About a thousand yards 
away four or five enemy tanks, using derelict British tanks as 
cover, were protecting the withdrawal of infantry to transport 
laagered in a wadi below. Artillery FOOs<note xml:id="fn2-97" n="14"><p>Forward Observation Officers.</p></note> had not come forward with the battalion and an easy target was missed. The 
trucks were milling around in hopeless confusion; mortar fire 
was directed onto them but no apparent damage was done. 
Later a small car raced across the front several hundred yards 
away. Good shooting by the forward platoons of D Coy, Nos. 
17 and 18, brought it to a stop. Three figures jumped out and 
lay prostrate, whereupon several of the men ran out to collect 
them. Two German doctors and a batman were brought into 
the lines, while another soldier drove back the car, flat tires and 
all. Captain Jennings subsequently used it in place of the one 
he had lost.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The landing ground was littered with the wreckage of German 
and Italian planes, burnt-out and abandoned tanks, a few 
trucks and some field guns—the results of the desperate battle 
of 20–23 November. Nearby was a barrack room, and in it lay 
the personal gear of Italian troops who had plainly vacated the 
area in a great hurry. Those of the battalion who had lost their 
own gear managed to salvage something from the wreckage. A
<pb xml:id="n98" n="98"/>
fatigue party set about burying the dead. Most of them were 
Italians or British gunners from 60 Field Regiment, Royal 
Artillery.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meanwhile, contact had been made with <name key="name-025379" type="organisation">30 Field Battery</name>, 
which was still back near Pt 175, and artillery fire was directed 
on the enemy trucks and tanks, causing them to disperse in a 
hurry. Unfortunately at this juncture <name key="name-022811" type="organisation">6 Field Regiment</name> was 
short of ammunition, otherwise much heavier casualties would 
have been inflicted. Later in the morning the unit transport 
arrived at the landing ground and was widely dispersed. The 
operation had been successful. Both 24 and 26 Battalions were 
firmly established in the vicinity of the landing ground and 4 
Brigade, on the north side of the escarpment, had drawn level 
again in the afternoon. The 21st Battalion had moved along the 
southern escarpment and was holding a position about four 
miles south-west of the battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the afternoon hostile shelling and mortaring became 
much heavier, indicating that the enemy was holding the 
western end of the escarpment in some strength. The Mortar 
Platoon again gave good service and succeeded in reducing the 
enemy mortar fire. About three o'clock the Anti-Aircraft 
Platoon opened fire on an enemy reconnaissance plane, but the 
fire was ineffective for the pilot leisurely finished his task and 
then flew off. About twenty minutes later the battalion sector 
was heavily shelled and mortared. Direct hits were scored on a 
number of trenches and five men were killed and several others 
wounded, C and HQ Coys faring worst. Towards dusk <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name> 
bombers and fighters passed overhead, heading west. It was a 
most welcome sight for they caused an immediate slackening in 
the enemy fire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After dusk a conference of battalion commanders was held 
at Brigade HQ to discuss plans for a divisional attack to capture the whole of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment, <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> and 
<name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>, and open a corridor to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Fourth Brigade was 
to capture <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> and the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison would attack Ed 
Duda from the north-west. The task in front of 6 Brigade was 
formidable. First the escarpment had to be cleared. This represented an advance of about four miles, and there was every 
reason to believe that the enemy was strongly entrenched on
<pb xml:id="n99" n="99"/>
the crest of the escarpment and in the many wadis which ran 
into it. Until this stage <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name>, the left flank battalion 
of 4 Brigade, had been clearing some of these wadis, but in this 
attack they became the responsibility of 6 Brigade. The second 
objective was <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. The Brigade Commander had no information about the strength or composition of the enemy forces 
which might be encountered in this second advance.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A complicated attack of this nature requires careful planning, 
but as it was scheduled to begin about 9 p.m. little time was 
left for that purpose. The assault was to be made in two phases. 
The 24th and 25th Battalions, under the command of Lt-Col 
Shuttleworth, were to carry out Phase One and attack and clear 
the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment. With this well under way Phase 
Two would begin with 21 and 26 Battalions, under the command of Lt-Col Page, advancing on <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. Except for 
small concentrations to give direction, no artillery support could 
be given.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 21st and 26th Battalions were several miles apart, and 
this was Col Page's main problem in planning Phase Two. It 
was essential that the two should unite and reach the final objective under cover of darkness. The 24th and 25th Battalions 
intended to rendezvous at the blockhouse and drive westward 
along the crest of the escarpment and the lower slopes. At 
length the Colonel decided that 26 Battalion should follow the 
24th along the crest and rendezvous with <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> at a 
point south of the mosque, that battalion moving by direct 
route from its position on the southern escarpment. The 48th 
Battery NZA and a battery from 65 Field Regiment RA were 
to accompany 26 Battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For this attack Maj Mathewson assumed temporary command of the battalion. Two other changes in command had 
been made necessary through casualties. Captain <name key="name-015202" type="person">Gatenby</name><note xml:id="fn1-99" n="15"><p><name key="name-015202" type="person">Capt C. Gatenby</name>, MBE; <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>; born England, <date when="1912-02-05">5 Feb 1912</date>; orchardist;
p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1943-09">Sep 1943</date>; wounded <name key="name-000595" type="place">Anzio</name>, <date when="1944-02-05">5 Feb 1944</date>.</p></note> of 
C Coy had taken over B Coy, and 2 Lt Rutherford now commanded the Carrier Platoon. Four platoons were commanded 
by NCOs: two in B Coy and one each in C and D Coys. The 
acting CO was faced with the almost impossible task of preparing a plan of action and getting his men and the supporting
<pb xml:id="n100" n="100"/>
arms to the blockhouse within the prescribed time. Both troops 
and vehicles were widely dispersed across the landing ground, 
and although enemy shelling had practically ceased it was very 
dark. The battalion was to form up and move off from the 
landing ground in two columns, one containing the rifle companies and the other the supporting arms and the transport. At 
the blockhouse, which was chosen as a convenient point for a 
start line, the infantry were to deploy and advance along the 
crest of the escarpment in the wake of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. B and C 
Coys were to lead, and on advice of the success of Phase One 
were to turn down into the wadis and advance north-west 
towards <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. The 21st Battalion would link up with the 
26th in the vicinity of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> mosque and advance 
alongside it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Brigadier Barrowclough's hopes of launching the attack at 9 
p.m. were doomed to failure as Phase One did not begin until 
two hours later. About this time the battalion began moving 
towards the blockhouse. Major Mathewson with his Tactical 
HQ was leading. A thick ground mist limited visibility to a 
few yards and progress was very slow, much slower than had 
been expected. Shortly after midnight the infantry column 
reached the blockhouse and the companies began to deploy 
across the crest of the escarpment. Company commanders were 
talking and checking direction on Maj Mathewson when there 
was a loud explosion. A light truck which had been following 
Tac HQ had struck a mine. The driver was fatally injured and 
Maj Mathewson badly wounded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Major Milliken came forward and took command, 2 Lt 
<name key="name-014646" type="person">Lamb</name><note xml:id="fn1-100" n="16"><p><name key="name-014646" type="person">2 Lt F. G. S. Lamb</name>; born Methven, <date when="1918-02-22">22 Feb 1918</date>; clerk; died of
wounds <date when="1941-11-28">28 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> being left in charge of A Coy. After some delay, caused 
chiefly by the darkness and the difficulty of maintaining contact, the companies moved into position ready to continue the 
advance. The troubles of Tac HQ were not over. The British 
anti-tank battery had not arrived and a fruitless search was 
made for it. The guns of the field battery had got mixed up 
with the transport column and this caused further delay. The 
rest of the supporting arms were slow in arriving and the Adjutant set out in search of them. After some difficulty he
<pb xml:id="n101" n="101"/>
brought them forward. Meanwhile B and C Coys had begun 
to move along the escarpment, the men picking their way over 
rough ground and around huge boulders. Colonel Page, who 
had remained close at hand throughout the night and had 
assisted in the reorganisation at the blockhouse, was directing 
the advance. He was in wireless communication with Brigade 
HQ and the other battalions. Colonel Shuttleworth's group had 
not reached its objective but was advancing against very heavy 
opposition. The 21st Battalion was already moving towards the 
rendezvous.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The leading companies had gone over two miles when they 
came under fire from the front and right flank. This indicated 
that the battalions ahead had bypassed a number of enemy 
posts and were not as far forward as thought earlier. By three 
o'clock the platoons were close to <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. Fighting was 
going on all around, and heavy fire forced the troops to seek 
cover after several men had been hit. Colonel Shuttleworth's 
battalions were obviously heavily engaged and consequently 
somewhat disorganised. In the meantime Col Page had learned 
that <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> was still a thousand yards from the mosque. 
Enemy opposition had been stronger than had been expected 
and heavy losses had been suffered. In view of this the line was 
being stabilised. At 4 a.m. the situation had not improved, and 
the Brigade Commander cancelled Phase Two because of the 
impossibility of reaching <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> before daylight. Unfortunately this news could not be passed on to <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name>, which 
was approaching the mosque from the south. The wireless link 
failed and patrols were unable to locate the battalion.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Page resumed command of 26 Battalion and in the 
darkness moved his companies into positions on the right of 24 
Battalion. C and D Coys were holding the forward positions on 
the escarpment and their front faced north and north-west. The 
troops began to big in. Deep trenches were out of the question for the escarpment was almost solid rock. Instead the men 
hewed out holes about six inches deep and built low walls 
around the edges with stones. At daylight the enemy subjected the area to concentrated and prolonged shelling and 
mortaring. Shells and mortar bombs exploded in all directions.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n102" n="102"/>
        <p>Snipers and machine guns on higher ground harassed all movement. Many of the shallow holes dug during the early hours
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba102a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba102a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba102a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">Positions on morning 26 November showing line of advance of previous night</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc></figure>
of the morning had to be vacated. Some were under enemy 
observation and others were badly sited. Digging new ones was 
nerve-wracking work. The enemy still held the high ground to 
the west and his OPs there were able to direct accurate fire on 
the hapless infantry. Not far away an 18-pounder troop (M 
Troop 33 Anti-Tank Battery) was engaging the enemy despite 
the heavy shelling of its positions. Because of the shortage of 
ammunition the 25-pounders were not doing much firing. The 
unit transport which was up close to the troops was an obvious 
target, and soon after dawn the CO ordered Capt <name key="name-015159" type="person">Bowie</name><note xml:id="fn1-102" n="17"><p><name key="name-015159" type="person">Maj C. D. F. Bowie</name>; <name key="name-120065" type="place">Mosgiel</name>; born Wairoa, <date when="1910-07-13">13 Jul 1910</date>; master
plumber.</p></note> to 
take it back into a wadi near the landing field.</p>
        <p rend="indent">All four companies were in very exposed positions. D Coy on 
the right had dug in on the crest of the escarpment with its 
right-hand platoon overlooking the northern slopes of it. From
<pb xml:id="n103" n="103"/>
this company the line ran back on an angle to C Coy on the 
southern slopes. A Coy was behind D and B Coy was to the 
left rear. The wadis which ran up into the escarpment offered 
cover only from machine-gunning and snipers. Although the 
whole sector was under heavy fire, D Coy was perhaps in the 
worst position. An enemy pocket bypassed during the night lay 
to its right rear and any movement towards it draw mortar and 
machine-gun fire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The morning passed with the men crouching in their shallow 
holes hoping the next shells or bombs would come no nearer. 
There was little comfort in the knowledge that about one in 
every ten shells which landed would be a dud. The 24th and 
25th Battalions were in no better position. The weakened 25th 
Battalion still held its position about a mile south-east of the 
mosque; <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> east of it had suffered heavily and some 
of its positions overlapped those of 26 Battalion. From early 
morning survivors of <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> had been arriving in the 
battalion sector from the northern slopes of the escarpment. 
They told the story of their unit's misadventures. Believing the 
escarpment had been captured, <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> had headed for 
the mosque but when close to it ran into heavy opposition. The 
troops fought their way through the enemy lines, but at daylight had to fight their way back again. In doing so the battalion became scattered. One company reached <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> 
and the others were scattered in the short wadis on the north 
side of the escarpment. One large group led by the CO, Lt-Col 
<name key="name-000581" type="person">Allen</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-103" n="18"><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; Member of Parliament 1938–41; CO 21 Bn 17 May–27 Nov 1941;
killed in action <date when="1941-11-27">27 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> was sheltering in a wadi north of C Coy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The news from other fronts was a mixture of good and bad. 
Fourth Brigade had captured <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> after a hard fight and 
the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison had pushed south-east to <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. Enemy 
armour had thrust into Egypt and, ranging across the frontier, 
had disrupted divisional supply columns. This was already 
having a serious effect in the struggle outside <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. Artillery regiments in particular were very short of ammunition. 
So far 5 Brigade had not been seriously affected by the enemy 
threat.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n104" n="104"/>
        <p rend="indent">On learning of Col Allen's predicament Col Page took immediate steps to assist the beleaguered party. C Coy was ordered 
to advance over the escarpment and cover its withdrawal. Captain Thomson was given no time for preparation. Mortars 
were already laying smoke over the area and on the right flank 
Vickers gunners were waiting to give covering fire. The Company Commander yelled to his men to charge. Nos. 14 and 15 
Platoons heard the order and sprang to their feet. In the face 
of heavy mortar and machine-gun fire they ran up the slope, 
across the crest of the escarpment into the wadi, and up another 
slope. Many were hit and more casualties were suffered 
as the enemy intensified his mortar fire. When the two platoons 
attempted to move over the slope they ran into heavy machine-gun fire which forced them back. Captain Thomson decided 
to go no farther, particularly as the 21st Battalion remnants and 
some <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> wounded were now able to withdraw to the 
lines. No. 13 Platoon joined the rest of the company. The 
Platoon Commander had not heard the shouted order to charge 
and it was some time before he realised what was happening.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The withdrawal was made under extremely difficult conditions 
and the evacuation of the wounded took several hours. 
Stretcher-bearers and their helpers did a magnificent job, exposed to continuous mortar and shell fire. Carriers and trucks 
carried the wounded back to <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> RAP, Doctor Jennings being forward with the troops. Although the attack had 
enabled Col Allen's party to withdraw, C Coy had suffered 
heavily. Five men had been killed and 17 wounded. Captain 
Thomson lost a second platoon commander and six NCOs. The 
company reoccupied its former position, the 21st Battalion 
remnants remaining with it.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Later in the day D Coy attempted to reduce the enemy 
pocket at the rear of its position. No. 17 Platoon (2 Lt Clubb)<note xml:id="fn1-104" n="19"><p><name key="name-015178" type="person">Capt F. C. Clubb</name>, MC; born Liverpool, <date when="1917-04-27">27 Apr 1917</date>; medical
student; died on active service <date when="1944-03-07">7 Mar 1944</date>.</p></note> 
attempted to capture the post with mortar support but ran into 
heavy machine-gun fire and was forced to withdraw. Subsequently No. 18 Platoon (2 Lt Tizard)<note xml:id="fn2-104" n="20"><p><name key="name-015330" type="person">Capt W. R. Tizard</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born NZ <date when="1912-09-06">6 Sep 1912</date>; clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> joined No. 17, and the
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two platoons made a determined effort to reach the enemy 
position, the approaches to which were cut by several shallow 
wadis. Although given excellent support by the Mortar Platoon, 
the attackers could make little progress and suffered serious 
casualties as they attempted to cross the wadis. The strongly 
constructed pillboxes seen in the area and the volume of fir 
indicated that the post was no mere pocket. Eventually the two 
platoons withdrew to their original positions. The task of 
evacuating the nine wounded from the exposed slopes to the 
RAP took over three hours and was completed under heavy 
fire. A third attempt to capture this strongpoint was abandoned 
when it was learned that another night attack was to be made.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Page was advised of this attack at a brigade conference held out in the open desert during the afternoon. Each 
officer lay flat on his stomach with maps spread out in front of 
him, for the slightest movement brought down enemy fire. The 
Brigade Commander had decided the escarpment must be captured at all costs if the battle to raise the siege of <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> was 
to succeed. The decision was a difficult one in view of the 
heavy losses already suffered by the brigade and the known 
strength of the enemy defenders. Battalion commanders reported that their men were very tired. Lack of sleep and the 
strain of constant enemy fire was telling on all ranks. Many 
of the platoons were in very exposed positions and were suffering casualties. Colonel Page reported that he had lost six officers 
and over 80 other ranks since the start of the campaign, and 
another day in the present positions would increase this total 
considerably.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In contrast to that of the previous night, Brig Barrowclough's 
plan was simple. The battered remnants of 21 and 25 Battalions were to withdraw, the 21st to Pt 175 and the 25th to 
the blockhouse. At 11 p.m. 24 and 26 Battalions would attack, 
the former driving west along the crest of the escarpment, with 
26 Battalion on its right moving through the short wadis on the 
north side. Their objective was the high ground around the 
mosque, the possession of which would give the brigade observation over the western end of the escarpment and the valley 
about <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. It was not to be expected that the enemy 
would relinquish his hold on the escarpment without a hard
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struggle. His infantry were likely to be on or near the crest of 
the escarpment and his machine guns, mortars, and anti-tank 
guns in the wadis, but in view of the probable close fighting no 
support of any kind could be given.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Back with the battalion Col Page called his company commanders together to discuss the plan. A thousand yards away 
an anti-tank gun was trying to hit the carrier on which the CO 
was sitting. The other officers, more discreet, were huddled 
down on the ground. The battalion was to form up on the 
crest of the escarpment and, with A and B Coys leading, move 
west along it for a distance of about 1200 yards. The leading 
platoons would then move down into the wadis and continue 
west another 1100 yards. Tactical HQ and the other two companies would follow close behind. All communication was to be 
by wireless. Captain Tolerton was to set up a Rear HQ at the 
forming-up position and maintain the link between Brigade HQ 
and Col Page. Company commanders were given compass bearings to assist them to get into position. Some HQ Coy personnel were to be drafted into the companies to build up the 
strength of platoons which had already suffered heavy losses. 
The going was likely to be difficult, and the CO impressed on 
his company commanders the necessity for all platoon commanders knowing what was the objective. Success would bring 
the battalion into line with the mosque.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The news of the attack was well received by the men who, 
although extremely tired, knew that they could expect no peace 
until the escarpment was wholly captured. In any case, moving 
about was better than shivering all night in shallow holes. After 
dusk, when the enemy shelling and mortaring had eased off, 
Capt Wilson arrived with hot stew and a supply of water. The 
hot meal put new heart into the men about to embark on the 
next phase of the battle for the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">A few minutes after eleven o'clock the troops rose from their 
shallow trenches and moved quietly along the crest of the 
escarpment towards <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. It was a pitch-black night 
and platoons had to travel in close formation to maintain contact. The enemy's reaction was swift and sudden. It came as
<pb xml:id="n107" n="107"/>
the men moved over the crest into the wadis. Flares bathed 
the whole area in light and the air was soon filled with tracer. 
As the leading companies formed up and prepared to continue 
the advance, enemy mortars and anti-tank guns opened fire at 
close range. Grenades burst amongst the lines of closely packed 
infantry. The troops, forgetting their tiredness, were not to be 
gainsaid. They pressed on regardless of the heavy fire and those 
falling about them and engaged the enemy at close quarters 
with grenades, rifle, and bayonet. The fighting was severe but 
the issue was never in doubt. The Italian defenders (9th Bersaglieri Regiment), together with some Germans, fought well. 
They were shown no mercy and gave none in return.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The first wadi was cleared and officers and NCOs rallied 
their men to charge the next. Major Milliken's stentorian voice 
could be heard above the noise of battle urging his men on. A 
fusillade of shell and shot met the two companies as they crossed 
the next ridge. Small groups of men made concerted rushes on 
the enemy firing pits, and one by one they were wiped out. 
Many individual acts of heroism and bravery passed almost unnoticed in the heat of battle. There seemed no end to the wadis. 
No sooner had one been cleared than another loomed up ahead. 
From it came machine-gun and anti-tank gun fire by which 
the Italians sought to stave off the assault. Some confusion was 
inevitable. Sections became scattered, but the initial impetus of 
the assault was maintained until the objective was reached.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Both companies had suffered heavy losses. Nearly twenty 
men had been killed and many others severely wounded. Major 
Milliken's voice was silent. Early in the fighting A Coy HQ had 
walked right into a machine-gun post. The Company Commander and half his staff had been killed. Second-Lieutenant 
Lamb had taken over command and he and Capt Gatenby 
(OC B Coy) began reorganising the forward platoons along 
the line of the objective. It was not an easy task. Fighting was 
going on all around as isolated pockets of resistance were cleaned 
out. Other enemy positions lay close at hand, and from these 
and some farther west came heavy machine-gun, mortar, and 
shell fire. The troops began to dig in. Behind them C and D 
Coys were also consolidating. The former had had to deal with 
a number of enemy posts bypassed during the advance but had
<pb xml:id="n108" n="108"/>
escaped with only light casualties. D Coy on the right had 
encountered little opposition. Nos. 16 and 18 Platoons were in 
position but the reserve platoon was missing.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Tactical HQ had suffered a similar fate to A Coy HQ. 
Colonel Page was badly wounded and about half the headquarters personnel became casualties. This had happened 
shortly after the attack began, and Tac HQ as such had ceased 
to function. The two officers left, 2 Lt <name key="name-015229" type="person">Kearney</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-108" n="21"><p><name key="name-015229" type="person">Capt R. Kearney</name>; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1913-04-10">10 Apr 1913</date>; tram
conductor; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> Signals 
Officer, and 2 Lt <name key="name-015284" type="person">Pierson</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-108" n="22"><p><name key="name-015284" type="person">Capt C. W. J. Pierson</name>; <name key="name-008318" type="place">Napier</name>; born Kumara, <date when="1903-08-15">15 Aug 1903</date>; draughtsman; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> IO, endeavoured to restore some 
measure of control. Wireless communication with the companies 
and Rear HQ had unaccountably broken down. Kearney 
went ahead with his wireless operator to find out what was 
happening and Pierson returned with Col Page and the 
stretcher-bearers to Rear HQ. By this means they hoped to 
establish a direct wireless link from Capt Tolerton to the forward 
companies.</p>
        <p rend="indent">They did not succeed. The fighting was still going on when 
Kearney reached the forward area, and in the darkness and 
confusion he went too far. Realising his mistake he came back 
to the lines, only to be bayoneted in the leg by an excited 
soldier. To make matters worse the wireless operator was killed 
by machine-gun fire and the set damaged. In the meantime the 
IO had reached Rear HQ where he learned that, due to static 
and jamming, wireless communication with Brigade HQ and 
the companies was practically impossible. As a result he went 
forward again on foot to make personal contact with each 
company. He found A, B, and C Coys in close touch with one 
another. The troops had dug in but were being subjected to 
very heavy mortar and shell fire, the severity of which led 
company commanders to believe the enemy was preparing to 
counter-attack. There was no sign of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. In view 
of this they had decided to withdraw to the crest of the escarpment at first light.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By 4.30 a.m. (27 November) the three companies were back 
on the escarpment, where they dug in on the right rear of 24
<pb xml:id="n109" n="109"/>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba109a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba109a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba109a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc"><name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>, dawn 27 November</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc></figure>
Battalion which was still heavily engaged. Enemy shelling eased 
off and in their holes the troops waited for the dawn, knowing 
that further fighting lay ahead of them. Stragglers drifted up 
from the wadis—tired, cold and hungry, but triumphant. Captain <name key="name-015337" type="person">Walden</name><note xml:id="fn1-109" n="23"><p><name key="name-015337" type="person">Maj E. F. Walden</name>, ED; Dunedin; born Dunedin, <date when="1911-02-16">16 Feb 1911</date>;
brewer; p.w. <date when="1942-09-04">4 Sep 1942</date>; released <date when="1945-03-28">28 Mar 1945</date>.</p></note> arrived at Rear HQ to take command of the 
battalion. His company (D) was still down in the wadis, unaware the others had moved back. The missing reserve platoon 
had been traced. Through no fault of his own the platoon 
commander, 2 Lt Clubb, had followed a wrong compass 
bearing. The platoon had come under heavy machine-gun and 
mortar fire, and in an effort to circumvent it Clubb had led his 
men around to the right only to find he was surrounded. 
Without stopping to think, the ten men who formed the platoon 
rushed the enemy, killing several and capturing another twelve. 
While conducting these back towards the escarpment the platoon 
was surrounded by a much larger enemy force and was forced
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to surrender. Clubb and two others managed to escape after 
spending several hours in the enemy lines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The expected enemy counter-attack did not eventuate. The 
24th Battalion was heavily engaged at first light and the enemy 
withdrew from the area in some confusion. D Coy moved forward and took up a position north of the mosque and on the 
right of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. It was bitterly cold and a damp mist 
enshrouded the area. Firing had ceased except for the occasional ping of a sniper's bullet. The scene at dawn is best 
described in an account written by one of the platoon 
commanders:</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> on that cold morning of Thursday, 27 November 
<date when="1941">1941</date>, could never be forgotten. I knelt beside two men, gave one 
a cigarette and a drink from a water bottle. His right shoulder 
and arm were gone. He said of the still form beside him, ‘Cover 
my mate, sir. He's just died.’ He followed soon after. I remember 
thinking of an article by Quentin Reynolds which he titled ‘The 
Wounded Don't Cry.’ Here and there was a bayonet stuck in the 
ground. A steel helmet on the butt marked a casualty. Everywhere 
stretcher-bearers strained under their loads, keeping the trucks 
busy as they came up one after another. Amid the prostrate, khaki-clad figures were many wearing the blue uniform of <name key="name-001383" type="place">Italy</name>—I 
wanted to be sick. Padre Watson<note xml:id="fn1-110" n="24"><p>Rev. K. J. Watson, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, 18 Apr
<date when="1904">1904</date>; Presbyterian minister; p.w. <date when="1941-11-28">28 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> was a grand sight, doing all 
that was humanly possible. It started to drizzle. I looked for some 
of my platoon. I found… He would not need the trousers of 
his delight, those with the 26-inch bottoms—his legs were gone. 
We carried him to the RAP. There the Doc was hard at work. 
An injection put my lad to sleep. Not far away the first ravs of 
the sun caught the domed mosque—a temple amid a bloody 
carnage.</p>
        <p rend="indent">An extract from Brig Barrowclough's report on this action 
reads as follows:</p>
        <p rend="indent">My recce at daylight of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> position showed how 
stubborn had been the fighting there…. The enemy forces comprised a number of Germans and troops of the 9th Bersaglieri 
Regiment. Both were plentifully supplied with machine guns and 
anti-tank guns, and it was clear that our troops had had to advance right to the muzzles of these guns before their crews were 
despatched and the guns silenced. There was an enormous number 
of dead and wounded all over the battlefield. A significant
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feature was the sight of many men who had been hit by the solid 
shot of anti-tank guns fired at point-blank range. These projectiles had torn large portions of flesh from their unfortunate victims and it would be hard to imagine a more heavily contested 
battlefield. The Bersaglieri Regiment had fought with much 
greater determination than is usually found amongst Italians, and 
the number of their dead and the position in which they lay 
showed they had kept their guns in action to the last. It was 
against such opposition that the exhausted and sadly depleted 
ranks of 24 and 26 Battalions had fought their way to victory— 
and their victory was complete.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment had been captured—captured 
by the courage and determination of troops who fought against 
heavy odds. Officers and NCOs had set a splendid example 
and the men had followed them unflinchingly. The importance 
of this hard-won ground, in particular the high feature south 
of the mosque, was the commanding view gained over the surrounding desert—north to <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name>, north-west to <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>, 
west to <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>, and south to the southern escarpment. The 
Division was now in control of the two northern escarpments. 
Some of the low ground between them had not been cleared, 
but <name key="name-001167" type="organisation">19 Battalion</name> had attacked towards <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> during the 
night and had linked up with the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> garrison. Although 
enemy troops were close at hand, the corridor was open and the 
main purpose of the divisional attack had been accomplished.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The price paid for victory was high: 26 Battalion had lost 84 
men—23 killed and 61 evacuated wounded;<note xml:id="fn1-111" n="25"><p>Many with minor wounds were not evacuated.</p></note> <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> had 
lost heavily too. Many of the wounded had terrible injuries which 
left them maimed for life. Some had lain on the battlefield for 
many hours, undiscovered and in great agony. Nine of the battalion's wounded subsequently died. Stretcher-bearers and RAP 
personnel worked unceasingly through the night and into the 
morning. At dawn trucks and carriers came forward as far as 
they could to assist with the evacuation of wounded. Captain 
Wilson brought up a hot meal and took back a load of wounded 
men. On the escarpment and in the wadis Padre Watson and 
Mr. <name key="name-015209" type="person">Gray</name><note xml:id="fn2-111" n="26"><p><name key="name-015209" type="person">Mr. G. Gray</name>, MBE; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1918-05-26">26 May 1918</date>;
mercer; YMCA Secretary, <name key="name-004368" type="organisation">2 NZEF</name>; wounded <date when="1944-03-19">19 Mar 1944</date>.</p></note> of the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> moved among the prone figures, distributing cigarettes, chocolate, and a word of cheer. At the
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RAP near the landing ground Capt Jennings and his staff 
worked without respite for many hours. Friend and foe were 
treated alike and everything possible was done to ease their 
suffering.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">Although the Division now held the two escarpments 
dominating the corridor to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>, it was unable because of 
heavy losses to occupy the southern escarpment. The enemy 
was quick to take advantage of this and early on the 27th returned to this area. Not long afterwards his artillery began 
shelling <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>. Another enemy force lay between the 
central escarpment and <name key="name-002749" type="place">El Adem</name>. At the frontier the situation 
had deteriorated still further. During the morning of the 27th 
HQ 5 Brigade was overwhelmed at <name key="name-004714" type="place">Sidi Azeiz</name> by an enemy 
armoured column, and only a determined stand by the battalions of that brigade saved them from a similar fate. The 
enemy armour then turned westward in response to a plea for 
help from the German commander of the forces about <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Completely unaware of this, Brig Barrowclough went ahead 
with plans to defend <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> against attacks from the west, 
north-west, and north. He was not unduly perturbed about the 
threat to his southern flank as 1 South African Brigade was 
reported to be moving towards that escarpment. The 24th and 
26th Battalions were ordered to extend west to cover a wider 
front. The move, which was made about four o'clock in the 
afternoon, left the battalion in positions overlooking the mosque 
and the <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> valley along a front facing roughly north and 
north-west. Major <name key="name-013484" type="person">Mantell-Harding</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-112" n="27"><p><name key="name-013484" type="person">Maj A. C. W. Mantell-Harding</name>, ED; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1896-10-28">28 Oct 1896</date>; solicitor; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-03-28">28 Mar 1945</date>.</p></note> who had come from 24 
Battalion to command the unit, placed B and D Coys forward. 
The supporting arms were sited in positions to give all-round 
protection. Sixth Brigade was at this stage extended along a 
seven-to-eight mile front with <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> at Pt 175, 25 Battalion at the blockhouse, and the two battalions around the 
mosque.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troops dug in. Enemy shelling had not been heavy during the morning but it increased late in the afternoon. A cold
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wind made conditions rather unpleasant. Some of the men 
were wearing clothing discarded by the Italians in their withdrawal. During the afternoon the last of the dwindling stock 
of ammunition was distributed. This problem had been made 
acute by the loss of several ammunition carriers and trucks during the heavy shelling of the previous days.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The strongpoint which D Coy had attacked on the 26th was 
still causing trouble. Snipers operating from this area had 
already killed several men and were harassing traffic moving 
to and fro from Brigade HQ and B Echelon to the forward 
troops. Brigadier Barrowclough gave orders for it to be captured; Maj Mantell-Harding, not knowing the strength of the 
enemy position, detailed 7 Platoon for the task. One carrier and 
a detachment of mortars were to give covering fire. The Platoon 
Commander, 2 Lt <name key="name-015273" type="person">Nottle</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-113" n="28"><p><name key="name-015273" type="person">Capt R. A. Nottle</name>; <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>; born Westport, <date when="1917-01-28">28 Jan 1917</date>; clerk; p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-14">14 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> made a rapid reconnaissance and 
decided to attack from the west while the carrier moved around 
from the south. The mortars were to fire smoke and high 
explosive.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The platoon manæuvred into position and then attacked. 
Almost immediately it came under machine-gun, mortar and 
anti-tank fire, which became heavier as the troops ran over the 
uneven ground and neared the enemy. Some of the men were 
hit, but the rest carried on until pinned down by strong small-arms fire within a hundred yards of their objective. For nearly 
an hour the men hugged the ground while bullets passed over 
their heads and bombs exploded all around. 2 Lt Nottle realised 
that the enemy strongpoint was no machine-gun post but an 
extensive chain of defences. The platoon had already passed 
several concreted dugouts and gunpits. The Platoon Commander decided to withdraw. Taking advantage of any lull 
in the firing, the men raced back towards their start point. The 
evacuation of the wounded was a more difficult problem but 
was safely completed with the aid of the Bren carrier. The 
latter came under heavy fire as it approached the area and on 
each trip was chased along the escarpment by anti-tank shells.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The mortar detachment had given the platoon close support, 
not only during the initial stages of the attack but also during
<pb xml:id="n114" n="114"/>
the withdrawal. Sergeant <name key="name-015248" type="person">McIntosh</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-114" n="29"><p><name key="name-015248" type="person">L-Sgt G. R. McIntosh</name>; <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1913-05-28">28 May 1913</date>; porter;
p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>.</p></note> the Mortar sergeant, 
stood up in a carrier to gain better observation, although by 
doing so he attracted fire on himself. An unusual incident occurred while this attack was in progress. There was a heavy 
fall of rain which pelted down with such force that everyone 
was soon soaked. Not one platoon weapon would fire. Breeches 
and bolts were already covered with fine sand which the rain 
turned to cement. The enemy was in a similar position for all 
small-arms fire ceased, only the mortars and anti-tank guns continuing to fire. In some instances it took half an hour to get 
the gun mechanisms working again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At dusk enemy shelling ceased, to recommence at irregular 
intervals throughout the night. For the first time since the 20th 
the troops were free to enjoy a night's sleep. Company QMs 
brought forward a hot meal, but this did little to warm the 
men who, soaked by the rain, had nothing to protect them 
against the penetrating cold wind. Socks unchanged for nearly 
a fortnight and wet with sweat and rain, caused feet to swell 
and become numb. Despite their weariness most of the men 
worked with picks and shovels for long periods in an effort to 
keep warm. Everyone cursed those responsible for sending off 
the RMT and the extra blankets.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Early next morning (28 November) it was evident that the 
enemy force on the southern escarpment had been considerably 
strengthened. First South African Brigade had not arrived as 
hoped, and the position of 6 Brigade was fast becoming serious, 
particularly in view of its long front and the shortage of ammunition. Little could be done about it. Fourth Brigade advised 
that it would be clearing up some isolated enemy pockets between the two brigades during the afternoon. Brigadier 
Barrowclough at an early morning conference decided that 
another attempt should be made to clean up the enemy strongpoint east of 26 Battalion, this time with artillery support.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the morning two enemy columns raced across the 
low ground between the battalion and the southern escarpment. 
The first, a large convoy of troop-carrying vehicles, appeared 
about nine o'clock. It came from the south-east and everyone
<pb xml:id="n115" n="115"/>
cheered up, thinking it was the South Africans. Binoculars 
were turned on the convov but a carrier reconnaissance proved 
it to be hostile. Disappointment was written on all faces when 
the news was made known. Not long afterwards a second 
convoy appeared. This also proved to be hostile for it turned 
off to join the first, now dispersed along the southern escarpment south-west of the battalion. Both columns would have 
been easy targets for the 25-pounders had they not been reserving their ammunition for 4 Brigade's attack.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By midday it was apparent that the enemy was building up 
a large force behind the southern escarpment. The troops on 
<name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> were being subjected to a heavy and almost continuous bombardment from large-calibre guns. At 2 p.m. 24 
Battalion reported an enemy column about three to four miles 
to the west. About the same time 4 Brigade began its attack 
and the 25-pounders opened fire. Down near the landing 
ground Capt Bowie was keeping his trucks on the move to 
dodge the shelling. He was quick to realise that it was a series 
of concentrations, and largely because of this no losses were 
suffered. B Echelon also spent an uncomfortable afternoon but 
the cooks provided the usual hot meal at dusk. Meanwhile, 2 Lt 
Nottle had been ordered to take Nos. 7 and 8 Platoons and 
make another attack on the strongpoint. None of the 22 men 
was very keen about the attack but the promise of support from 
29 Battery put matters in a better light. Early in the day Nottle 
made a thorough reconnaissance before deciding to circle around 
the post and attack this time from the east. He planned to 
move off at 2 p.m. At this time the artillery was fully engaged 
in assisting 4 Brigade and the assault was delayed an hour. The 
two platoons moved along the escarpment and circled around 
the strongpoint.</p>
        <p rend="indent">While waiting for the 25-pounders to open fire, the platoons 
had a bird's-eye view of the cleaning-up operations south of 
<name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name>. Tanks, carriers, and infantry moved across the 
wadis. Ahead of them were large clouds of dust raised by the 
shells. The sight of Germans with their hands in the air put 
new life into the assault party, which turned to move into the 
fray itself. The 29th Battery fired shell after shell into the 
enemy fortification. The infantrymen advanced and, when still
<pb xml:id="n116" n="116"/>
400 yards from it, were surprised to see only 50 yards away 
several Germans with their hands in the air. Other groups of 
the enemy followed suit in quick succession. Without a shot 
being fired by the infantry the strongpoint was captured. 
Prisoners totalled 157, and over twenty New Zealanders (from 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>) were released. The artillery fire had apparently 
convinced the enemy that a full-scale attack was impending and 
had induced him to surrender.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the morning Lt-Col Allen's body was found. He had 
been missing since the night of the 27th and had apparently 
run into fire from the strongpoint as he moved along the 
escarpment from Pt 175.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Somewhat embarrassed by the numbers of the enemy, 2 Lt 
Nottle and his men escorted them down the slope towards the 
landing field, intending to hand them over to Brigade HQ. At 
this juncture Brigade HQ was preparing to move across to the 
north side of the escarpment and Nottle was ordered to return 
to the strongpoint and mount guard over the prisoners until 
relief could be arranged. The Brigade Commander informed 
the party that <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> had been under attack and had 
suffered further losses but the situation had since improved. In 
26 Battalion 2 Lt Lamb had been mortally wounded, and in 
the meantime 2 Lt <name key="name-015287" type="person">Potts</name><note xml:id="fn1-116" n="30"><p><name key="name-015287" type="person">Capt D. N. Potts</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1916-01-05">5 Jan 1916</date>; clerk;
p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> was acting commander of A Coy. 
The two platoons and their prisoners remained in the strongpoint until about midday on the 29th, when a party of sappers 
arrived to demolish the fortifications. These extended over an 
area of several thousand square yards and were all dug out of 
solid rock. Within the perimeter were numerous weapon pits 
with concreted sleeping quarters, deep caverns, a number of 
anti-tank guns (including an 88-millimetre), three wireless sets, 
mortars, machine guns, and small arms of all descriptions. Most 
of the dugouts were roofed in, and from the strongpoint the 
enemy commanded good observation over the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> 
to <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> and south past the landing field to the southern 
escarpment.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after the two platoons left to attack the strongpoint, 
the rest of the battalion and <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> were subjected to <choice><orig>in-
<hi><figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP008a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP008a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP008a-g"/><head>Diving out of trucks on the road south of <name key="name-000776" type="place">Corinth</name>—the ‘spotter’
in the foreground gives warning of aircraft</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers in action</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP008b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP008b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP008b-g"/><head>More air attacks on the way to <name key="name-012569" type="person">Monemvasia</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a road</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP009a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP009a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP009a-g"/><head>The evacuation from <name key="name-002294" type="place">Greece</name>—on the <hi rend="i"><name key="name-009753" type="place">Thurland Castle</name></hi>
between <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name> and <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers on a ship</figDesc></figure><figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP009b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP009b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP009b-g"/><head>Dugout at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>—all the others in the photograph are concealed</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a battle field</figDesc></figure></hi>
<pb xml:id="n117" n="117"/>
creasingly</orig><reg>increasingly</reg></choice> heavy shellfire, which pinned the troops on the 
escarpment to their trenches and enabled enemy infantry and 
tanks to converge on <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name>. About 2.30 p.m. motorised 
infantry and tanks were seen approaching from the west. The 
forward companies of 26 Battalion engaged the enemy with 
small-arms fire as his trucks neared the sector. The 24th Battalion was under very heavy shellfire at this time and seemed 
powerless to stop the enemy's approach. When only a short 
distance away the enemy debussed and continued to advance 
on foot. Brigade HQ was informed that an attack was imminent, but unfortunately at this time the artillery regiments 
were assisting 4 Brigade and the Brigade Commander was 
forced to rely on the few British tanks under his command. 
The 26th Battalion was sited to cover the northern and north-western fronts, and any attempt to resite the companies under 
such heavy fire would have resulted in heavy casualties. The 
already precarious situation was made worse by the appearance 
of enemy tanks in some wadis south-east of the sector.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy gunfire slackened off. Then came a startling report that the two forward companies of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> had been 
captured, apparently by a ruse. This reduced <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> to 
little more than a hundred men, and Nos. 13 and 18 Platoons 
were sent forward by the CO to help fill the gap. Strangely 
enough, just when everyone thought the game was about up, 
the enemy disengaged. A small enemy party which made a 
half-hearted attack from the south-east was beaten off. Three 
British tanks arrived late on the scene and, before anyone could 
get to them, opened fire on the 24th and 26th Battalions' RAP. 
Padre Watson went out, at no little risk, and explained to the 
tank commander what was happening. Unfortunately, several 
of the wounded in the RAP had been killed. As darkness fell 
the enemy withdrew, leaving a relieved 6 Brigade in peace. B 
Echelon had suffered nine casualties during the heavy shelling. 
The rifle companies had escaped fairly lightly, four men being 
killed, including one officer.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Fourth Brigade had succeeded in clearing the ground between the two escarpments, taking over 600 prisoners. This 
removed any threat to 6 Brigade from the north, and during the 
night the brigade positions were reorganised. The remnants of
<pb xml:id="n118" n="118"/>
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, with the two platoons from 26 Battalion, remained 
in position covering the western and south-western approaches 
to the mosque. The 26th Battalion extended east along the crest 
and lower slopes of the escarpment a distance of about 1200 
yards to Pt 162. It was a wide front to cover with so few men 
and such little support. A and B Coys occupied the lower 
ground west of the landing field, with C Coy on high ground 
behind them. Their front faced south and south-west. D Coy 
dug in close to Pt 162 and faced south-east. Brigade HQ, B 
Echelon, and the transport all left the landing ground during 
the night and moved across to the northern side of the escarpment. To strengthen the thin line of infantry stretched along 
the 10,000-yard front from Pt 175 to west of the mosque, the 
Brigade Commander brought in 8 Field Company NZE to act 
as infantry. The company took up a position about midway 
between <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> at the blockhouse and the strongpoint 
captured by 2 Lt Nottle.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was another cold night, and again the men were unable to 
sleep because of it. All ranks were dog-tired and rather 
dispirited. Since the 27th everything seemed to have gone 
wrong. Water was very short and there was scarcely any ammunition. To the west, south and east were enemy forces 
which appeared able to attack at will. The presence of many 
enemy tanks was viewed with concern for the brigade had only 
a few two-pounders and 18-pounders to deal with them. It was 
plain that the enemy armoured columns had returned from 
their thrust into Egypt and were only waiting their chance to 
counter-attack the troops holding the ‘corridor’ to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>. It 
seemed that the hard fighting of the last few days had gone for 
nothing. But each man, tired as he was, was grimly determined that the enemy would not regain the escarpment without 
a hard fight. Throughout the night flares were going up along 
the southern escarpment and everyone hoped that this might 
mean the South Africans had arrived.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was a gloomy picture. The only bright spots were the 
absence of enemy fighters and bombers and the regular arrival 
of hot meals. Morning and night, despite the shelling, the QM 
vehicles arrived with the hot-boxes, and carrying parties from 
each company would go back to collect the food. Few of the
<pb xml:id="n119" n="119"/>
men realised the difficulties faced by Capt Wilson and his staff 
in collecting the rations in the first place. With only a signalled 
map reference to guide him, the QM or his assistant, WO II 
<name key="name-015183" type="person">Cross</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-119" n="31"><p><name key="name-015183" type="person">WO II D. H. Cross</name>, BEM, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>, <date when="1907-10-18">18 Oct 1907</date>; quarryman.</p></note> would lead a small convoy out into the desert to find 
the supply column. Frequently the convoy encountered enemy 
AFVs and had to make a run for it. On other occasions the 
supply column was driven off its course by enemy action and 
the QM had to scout around to find it. After the enemy 
armour returned from its thrust into Egypt, the collection of 
supplies became increasingly difficult, but the men seldom went 
without a meal, notwithstanding the severity of the shelling.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At dawn on the 29th all eyes turned to the south-east but 
there was no sign of friendly troops. Instead, over came the 
enemy shells, and all ranks crouched in their new trenches. 
Shortly afterwards a large convoy of about 300 vehicles escorted 
by tanks and AFVs was seen approaching from the east. The 
men turned to face this new threat. This looked like the final 
battle. As the 25-pounders opened fire the column was recognised as a supply column. At the head of it, standing in a 
battered staff car, was Col <name key="name-000764" type="person">Clifton</name>,<note xml:id="fn2-119" n="32"><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 Greenmeadows, <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; commanded 6 Bde Feb–Sep 1942; p.w. 4 Sep
<date when="1942">1942</date>; escaped in <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, <date when="1952-03">Mar 1952</date>–.</p></note> who had guided the convoy 
through the enemy cordon to the Division. Chased by enemy 
shells, the long column of trucks crossed the escarpment to a 
safer harbour on the north side. The arrival of food, water, and 
ammunition cheered everyone up, although the brigade's position was still serious. During the morning <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> captured General von Ravenstein, Commander <name key="name-000874" type="organisation">21 Panzer Division</name>, 
who was under the mistaken impression that Pt 175 was in 
German hands. Documents found in his staff car included the 
enemy order of battle and gave a clear indication of how he 
intended to drive the New Zealanders from the two escarpments. Despite this knowledge both New Zealand brigades 
could only sit and hope for the best.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Throughout the morning hostile shelling forced the troops to 
remain under cover. Twice enemy infantry and tanks attempted
<pb xml:id="n120" n="120"/>
to approach the battalion from the south, but each time artillery fire drove them back. The position was much the same on 
other fronts. The 21st Battalion was threatened and later engaged by an enemy column. The 25th Battalion and the sappers 
reported threatening moves by the enemy. West of 24 Battalion and 4 Brigade, enemy columns assembled and began to 
move across the front, being engaged by the 25-pounders. 
Enemy reconnaissance planes appeared overhead and the 
shelling increased. After midday a tank battle developed west 
of <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>. Smoke and dust hid the contestants from view. 
South-west of the battalion a large transport plane was delivering supplies to the enemy force on the southern escarpment. 
Enemy transport and AFVs again approached the sector, this 
time from the south-west, but the 25-pounders again drove them 
back.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The tank battle west of <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> raged all afternoon, and it 
was clear that the enemy was holding back his assault on the 
escarpment until a decision was reached in this battle. Nevertheless a constant pressure was maintained on 4 and 6 Brigades 
throughout the rest of the afternoon. To the men it was good 
to hear the 25-pounders firing again and to know they could 
expect closer support now that the ammunition supplies were 
better. In turn the artillerymen found they had so many targets 
that it was impossible to engage them all. Shortly before dusk 
enemy tanks in the wadis south-east of D Coy began to move 
north. They were immediately engaged by the artillery and one 
tank was knocked out, the others withdrawing rapidly to the 
south.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At dusk the situation was unchanged. The enemy attack had 
been staved off and another fairly quiet night followed. Grave 
news came from Brigade HQ. Part of <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> had been recaptured by the enemy and, worst of all, Pt 175 had been lost. 
The 21st Battalion had been overrun by tanks which had approached the feature openly displaying British recognition 
signals. The enemy now had observation over the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
escarpment and, to a certain extent, over 4 Brigade's sector too. 
Everything depended on the South Africans, who were ordered 
to move direct on Pt 175 and recapture the feature.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Sunday, 30 November, dawned fine and sunny. The troops
<pb xml:id="n121" n="121"/>
on the escarpment felt that this day would see the crisis, which 
could hardly be delayed much longer. Patrols from 25 Battalion reported Pt 175 in enemy hands. The South Africans 
had not arrived. The tank battle of the previous afternoon had 
gone against the British but <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> had been retaken during 
the night. Everyone hoped that before it was too late an order 
to withdraw would be received, but from Divisional HQ came 
a message to hold on—the corridor must be kept open. Captain 
Wilson brought up a hot breakfast—bully-beef stew, porridge 
and hot tea—the last meal of consequence for some time.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About 9 a.m. a large concentration of tanks and vehicles was 
seen on the southern escarpment some distance south-east of D 
Coy. It was wildly hoped this might be the South Africans, but 
reconnaissance patrols reported it as hostile. The artillery 
opened fire and the enemy withdrew in some confusion, leaving 
several burning trucks behind. At 10 a.m. about thirty tanks 
moved rapidly across the southern front, apparently trying to 
join the enemy force on the western end of the southern escarpment. Several times they attempted to approach <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> 
but were driven back by artillery fire. Before long the New 
Zealand gunners had more targets than they could handle. 
Concentrations of tanks, guns, and infantry could be seen in 
almost every direction. Tanks and infantry were reported south 
of the blockhouse. East of them was the <name key="name-014352" type="organisation">Ariete Division</name>, which 
had been shelled at 9 a.m. Closer at hand the enemy was 
moving reinforcements onto Pt 175. South of the battalion was 
a number of tanks, while west of these on the southern escarpment was the concentration of tanks, guns, and lorried infantry 
seen the previous day. West and north-west of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> 
were other enemy concentrations. Fourth Brigade at <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name>, 
<name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name>, and <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> was also menaced by converging enemy 
forces.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 10.30 a.m. the enemy began the longest and heaviest 
shelling of the battle. For over five hours enemy gunners 
plastered the western end of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> feature. The troops 
lost interest in the 25-pounders and their targets, for it was too 
dangerous to lift a head above the level of a slit trench. The 
enemy was using long-range guns which the New Zealand artillery could not reach. A pall of smoke and dust covered the
<pb xml:id="n122" n="122"/>
escarpment. All ranks knew that this shelling was but the prelude to an attack, and they knew, too, that nothing could be 
done about it. The only ones on their feet were a few signallers, 
vainly endeavouring to maintain line communications with 
Brigade HQ and <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, and one or two stretcher-bearers 
attending to wounded. Amongst the stretcher-bearers was Pte 
<name key="name-015215" type="person">Harvey</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-122" n="33"><p><name key="name-015215" type="person">Pte D. R. Harvey</name>, MM; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1914-04-04">4 Apr 1914</date>; linesman; wounded and p.w. <date when="1941-11-30">30 Nov 1941</date>; escaped <date when="1942-06-15">15 Jun 1942</date>;
recaptured <date when="1942-09-02">2 Sep 1942</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> This soldier, who had already done a magnificent job 
during the night attacks and throughout the periods of heavy 
shelling, carried four wounded A Coy men back to safety during 
the early part of the afternoon. He did this unaided and won 
the admiration of all. The few remaining carriers moved to and 
from the RAP to the edge of the escarpment to assist with the 
evacuation. Many of the men were suffering from minor wounds 
which they did not consider serious enough to warrant attention. 2 Lt Rutherford, who had been twice wounded, did not 
leave his carriers until Maj Mantell-Harding ordered his evacuation. (He was subsequently sent to <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> and was drowned 
when a ship carrying wounded troops was torpedoed and sunk 
leaving the port.)</p>
        <p rend="indent">By three o'clock the shelling had become very severe. A 
large-calibre gun was firing and its shells left huge craters in 
the rocky ground. Eight men had been killed and seven others 
wounded. Strain was written on every face. One soldier who 
had been blown out of his trench during the morning suddenly 
went berserk. The men on the higher ground watched with 
dismay enemy tanks converging on the sector. Infantry were 
crossing down the southern escarpment and moving northward 
through the wadis. The 25-pounders had practically ceased 
firing. They were short of ammunition and, in any case, were 
fully occupied dealing with threats from the west. One by one 
the anti-tank guns were knocked out. Two more sent up by 
Brigade HQ suffered a similar fate after they had fired a few 
shots.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Slowly and inexorably the enemy drew nearer. The tanks— 
there were about fifty of them—separated into two groups. One 
group circled around to the north and moved south-east down
<pb xml:id="n123" n="123"/>
the <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> valley, while the other and much smaller group 
moved east between the two escarpments and approached from 
the south-east. Enemy infantry moved in from the south. As 
they neared the sector and crossed the ridges the tanks opened
<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba123a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba123a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba123a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">Sidi Rezegh Lost, Dusk 30 November</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of enemy concentrations</figDesc></figure>
fire. The infantry could not retaliate although the Mortar 
Platoon continued to fire. It was the end. Firing as they came, 
the enemy armour breasted the escarpment and fanned out 
across the lower ground. The 24th Battalion was overrun, then 
A and B Coys of 26 Battalion. A few men made a break and 
escaped. No. 8 Platoon, commanded by <name key="name-015296" type="person">Sgt Robertson</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-123" n="34"><p><name key="name-015296" type="person">Lt A. C. T. Robertson</name>, DCM, m.i.d.; born NZ, <date when="1909-09-08">8 Sep 1909</date>; carpenter; wounded <date when="1943-03-21">21 Mar 1943</date>, died on active service <date when="1944-02-08">8 Feb 1944</date>.</p></note> 
escaped almost intact. Only 20 minutes remained before it 
would be dark. Captain Tolerton wirelessed Brigade HQ as he 
had done before and asked permission to withdraw while it was 
still possible, but the orders remained ‘Hold on!’ As he spoke 
the enemy tanks approaching from the south-east came over a 
nearby ridge and the Adjutant told the Brigade Commander it
<pb xml:id="n124" n="124"/>
was all over. Quickly and efficiently the Germans rounded up 
their prisoners and marched them off to a nearby collection 
point. It was a bitter end for those who had fought so hard 
and so well. As they began their long march to the prisoner-of- 
war cages the 25-pounders began firing again, and to add insult 
to injury the New Zealanders had to walk through this fire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">From their vantage points on the crest of the escarpment C 
and D Coys had watched the rest of the battalion being captured, powerless to do anything about it. The tanks and enemy 
infantry brought heavy fire to bear on both companies, and 
under cover of it began to approach the crest of the escarpment 
while others moved east along the lower slopes. The two company commanders decided to withdraw while there was still 
time and they had the failing light to help them. The remnants 
of the two companies—there were fewer than eighty left—ran 
back along the escarpment out of sight of the enemy. Captain 
Walden had decided to try to link up with the sappers who 
were stationed east of the strongpoint and with them form a 
line to protect Brigade HQ. While this party moved east along 
the escarpment two other groups, one led by <name key="name-015296" type="person">Sgt Robertson</name> and 
the other by Lt Matheson, Mortar officer, were also trying to 
find their way to Brigade HQ in the darkness. The latter group 
eventually linked up with C and D Coys at the strongpoint. 
Captain Walden had gone on with Capt Thomson and Sgt 
Dodds to try to find the sappers, of whose location all three 
had only a vague idea. 2 Lt Clubb was left in charge of the 
two companies with orders to withdraw north across the escarpment if approached by enemy armour. Enemy shelling had 
almost ceased and considerable movement of tracked vehicles 
could be heard.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Led by Sgt Dodds, who thought he knew the way, the two 
company commanders continued along the escarpment but ran 
into and were captured by the 33rd Reconnaissance Regiment 
(<name key="name-000873" type="organisation">15 Panzer Division</name>). The enemy continued to move east and 
a short while afterwards ran into two-pounder fire. Yelling 
loudly the sappers, whose position the Germans had bumped 
into, charged the enemy. An ammunition truck was hit and set 
on fire, and in the confusion the two New Zealand officers and 
the sergeant escaped to Brigade HQ. Meanwhile enemy AFVs
<pb xml:id="n125" n="125"/>
had approached the strongpoint, and 2 Lt Clubb immediately 
led his party north across the escarpment and after some difficulty located Brigade HQ and the vehicle park.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The remnants of the two battalions took up a position covering 6 Brigade HQ and the transport park. It was an all-in 
effort, with the B Echelons occupying defensive positions. The 
troops dug in close to the <name key="name-001411" type="place">Trigh Capuzzo</name> and settled down to 
await the dawn and possible further enemy attacks. Over to 
the west a long line of unkempt, unshaven, and very weary men 
was marching off to captivity. The thoughts of those still left 
to fight were with them, knowing their pride and missing their 
company. Nine officers and 217 other ranks, 18 of them 
wounded, were lost to the battalion as prisoners of war. The 
fighting strength of the unit had been reduced by three- 
quarters: 449 casualties had been suffered, including 89 who 
had been killed or who subsequently died of wounds. This was 
a tragic loss to the battalion in its first severe action. Only six 
officers remained of the 25 who had set out from <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> 
with such high hopes. Casualties amongst the NCOs had been 
equally heavy.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">The withdrawal to Brigade HQ had given the men a temporary sense of security. This was dispelled early on 1 December. 
Shortly before dawn it was evident that the enemy intended to 
press his advantage and drive a wedge through the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> 
corridor. Nobody had had much sleep, but when Capt Walden 
was ordered to occupy fresh positions overlooking the Trigh 
<name key="name-000737" type="place">Capuzzo</name> the men moved quickly into position. The 25th Battalion and the 8th Field Company NZE were still holding their 
positions on the escarpment. The men had not finished digging 
in before enemy guns on the escarpment began to shell the area. 
Farther west the position was much more serious. At dawn 19 
Battalion at <name key="name-000816" type="place">Ed Duda</name> had to beat off a tank attack. Shortly 
afterwards <name key="name-001168" type="organisation">20 Battalion</name> on <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> reported tanks moving on 
it from the direction of the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment and also 
from the north. A second force of tanks and lorried infantry 
moved north from <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> towards <name key="name-003368" type="place">Belhamed</name> spur. The 
enemy attack developed quickly and broke first on 6 Brigade's
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<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba126a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba126a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba126a-g"/><head><hi rend="sc">Morning, 1 December</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of enemy concentrations</figDesc></figure>
<pb xml:id="n127" n="127"/>
Advanced Dressing Station, the gun positions of 6 Field Regiment, and the Division's Battle HQ on the slopes of the spur. 
The New Zealand gunners fired furiously at the advancing 
enemy but the guns were knocked out one by one. A heavy 
pall of smoke covered the battlefield, but not before the men 
of the battalion had seen an unknown gunner firing a 25- 
pounder on his own until a direct hit knocked it out. A dark 
shape was tossed high into the air.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the enemy swung around on the western flank of 6 Brigade 
he was engaged by whatever weapons could be brought to bear 
against him. Damaged Valentine tanks were manned and remained in action until they ran out of ammunition. Enemy 
fire on the sector increased considerably and several trucks were 
set on fire. The situation became worse. Despite almost <choice><orig>super- 
human</orig><reg>superhuman</reg></choice> efforts by the artillery, the enemy could not be kept at 
bay. The 20th Battalion was overrun and <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name> was 
forced to withdraw west against the <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> perimeter. Discouraged by the accurate 25-pounder fire and the few remaining 
tanks, the enemy did not press his attack towards <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name> and 
4 Brigade HQ, but swung around on 6 Brigade. Tanks and 
infantry launched a heavy attack and it seemed certain that 6 
Brigade was going to suffer the same fate as the others. Shells 
were bursting all around the troops and many of the vehicles 
were on fire. Just when everything seemed to be lost a large 
force of tanks swept down from the <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name> escarpment. 
Should they be enemy, the war was over for 6 Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As the tanks came nearer shells burst around them and British 
pennants were seen flying from the aerials. They came forward 
to 6 Brigade HQ and the enemy began to withdraw. As one 
man, the troops ran forward to join the armour and chase the 
departing enemy. The spontaneous accord with which riflemen, 
drivers, cooks, and clerks urged the armour to attack with them 
was infectious. Brigadier Barrowclough was affected. He 
pointed out to the British commander that there were only about 
thirty enemy tanks and that the German infantry appeared to 
be demoralised and ready to surrender. His men were ready— 
indeed eager—to go forward. The British commander, however, had definite orders to cover the withdrawal of the New
<pb xml:id="n128" n="128"/>
Zealanders and not get involved in an offensive action with the 
enemy. His force was a composite one and included remnants 
of 22 British Armoured Brigade.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Preparations were made to depart. There was no shortage of 
vehicles. Captain Bowie and the drivers had done an excellent 
job keeping the unit transport intact and roadworthy. Numerous 
springs had been broken, but the drivers kept their trucks going 
with whatever they could improvise. The troops embussed and, 
under the direction of the tanks, moved south-east up the wadi 
between the blockhouse and Pt 175. As the leading trucks came 
out of the wadi onto the escarpment they ran into very heavy 
fire from enemy positions east of them. One truck was set on 
fire, and under cover of the smoke from it the rest turned back. 
The columns hugged the north side of the escarpment until they 
were past Pt 175, and then turned north towards <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name> where 
the rest of the Division was assembling. By mid-afternoon the 
remnants of 6 Brigade were safe behind the screen of tanks and 
artillery.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The enemy followed but made only half-hearted attempts to 
penetrate the defences. These attacks were beaten back by tank 
and artillery fire. Plans were made to continue the withdrawal. 
The Division intended to break through the enemy cordon and 
drive east towards the Egyptian frontier. It was expected that 
the columns would have to fight their way through enemy 
mobile columns known to be operating east of <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name>. After 
dusk the columns formed up with 6 Brigade at the rear. About 
7 p.m. the battalion vehicles moved off and the long convoy 
headed south-east towards the frontier. Before dawn the 
Division was laagered behind British armoured units not far 
from <name key="name-023536" type="place">Bir Gibni</name>. No opposition had been encountered. Shortly 
afterwards about sixty Italian prisoners, who had been left 
behind at <name key="name-003064" type="place">Zaafran</name> because of the shortage of transport, arrived. 
They had repaired an Italian truck, apparently preferring to 
remain prisoners of war to rejoining their units.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Division was now out of the danger zone and for the 
next three days continued to move east, retracing its steps along 
the path it had travelled less than three weeks before. Here and 
there were signs of the recent fighting—wrecked planes, derelict 
tanks, abandoned trucks, bullet-riddled ambulances, and a few
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solitary graves. The columns crossed the Egyptian border, and 
at four o'clock on the afternoon of 4 December the battalion 
reached its old quarters at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>. Major McQuade and the 
63 LOBs were there to welcome the men back.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It was not a happy homecoming. The sight of so many 
empty dugouts brought back only too vividly the loss of so many 
friends who had left <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> with such high hopes. Those who 
returned were tired and unshaven. They had fought against 
heavy odds and had stood firm when fortune was against them. 
Many good comrades had been killed or captured, but those 
who were left knew that, given equal support, they were a 
match for the enemy. They knew, too, that they were the 
nucleus of a new battalion which would fight again.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n130" n="130"/>
      <div xml:id="c6" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 6<lb/>
<name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name></head>
        <p>FOUR days after their return to <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> the Libyan 
survivors were joined by a large contingent of reinforcements. The first task of the new Battalion Commander, Lt-Col 
<name key="name-014541" type="person">Satterthwaite</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-130" n="1"><p><name key="name-014541" type="person">Col S. M. Satterthwaite</name>, m.i.d.; <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1897-01-07">7 Jan 1897</date>;
Regular soldier; CO 26 Bn 8 Dec 1941–26 Apr 1942.</p></note> was to reorganise the unit so that the best use 
could be made of fully trained personnel. Check parades revealed that HQ Coy outnumbered the others. Battalion HQ 
had been captured almost intact, and the rifle companies were 
scarcely able to muster a platoon apiece. Officer replacements 
arrived from <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. Before long most of the empty dugouts 
were reoccupied and training had recommenced.</p>
        <p rend="indent">All ranks were following with great interest the Eighth 
Army's counter-attack in <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>. Fifth Brigade was still in the 
field and was taking a leading part in the action. But the news 
of <name key="name-002006" type="place">Japan</name>'s entry into the war caused greater excitement, the 
thoughts of everyone centring on New Zealand and the possibility of loved ones being in danger. On their journey from 
<name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> the reinforcements had heard rumours of the Japanese 
attack on <name key="name-020840" type="place">Pearl Harbour</name> and for a while were more interested 
in the <name key="name-007278" type="organisation">BBC</name> news than in settling down amongst their new comrades. There was wild speculation on the future role of the 
Division, and many hoped that the changed war situation would 
mean a return to the <name key="name-008892" type="place">Pacific</name>. Although rumours flashed through 
the camp for days, most of the troops realised their wishes could 
not be considered and were content to await developments.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Living conditions at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> gradually improved as the 
troops became more adept at making their underground quarters 
weatherproof. The days were warm but the nights bitterly cold. 
The more industrious went to extraordinary lengths to gain some 
comfort: fireplaces and chimneys were built from benzine tins 
and walls lined with sandbags or corrugated iron. Doors were 
fitted to keep out the cold winds which became more frequent 
late in December. On several occasions sandstorms reduced
<pb xml:id="n131" n="131"/>
visibility to a yard or so. Men caught outside at night during 
one of these storms were soon lost and their cries for help 
echoed through the camp.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Rain fell for short periods on many occasions, but most 
notable was a thunderstorm which occurred about midnight on 
Monday, 22 December. Dugout roofs sprung leaks and there 
was soon constant seepage through the sides of trenches. Flood 
waters built up against dugout doors until they collapsed, the 
unfortunate sleepers being almost drowned in the deluge. Many, 
including the CO, were forced to evacuate their quarters hurriedly, leaving letters, papers, photographs, and all manner of 
gear to float out with the tide. The evacuees, damp and uncomfortable, spent the rest of the night with more fortunate 
friends. At dawn all paddled around in the wreckage seeking 
lost gear and equipment. The anti-tank ditch which formed 
the camp perimeter resembled the River Avon and many buried 
mines were washed out.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Meals and messing arrangements improved as the weeks went 
by. At first the troops had had their meals in the open, but 
large tents were erected as messrooms and the food became less 
gritty. Two things tended to improve the standard of cooking. 
One was the rivalry between company cooks and the other the 
acquisition of a large stock of flour in a raid on a nearby dump. 
Christmas <date when="1941">1941</date> was a day of days. <name key="name-029350" type="organisation">Patriotic Fund Board</name> parcels 
had already been distributed, and on the 25th there was another 
issue plus a large quantity of mail. Although outward demonstration may have been lacking, there was no doubt that all 
ranks appreciated the generosity of the people in New Zealand. 
The special dinner in each messroom was a masterpiece of preparation. On the menu were soup, roast turkey, mutton, cauliflower, peas, potatoes, plum pudding and custard, and beer, 
nuts, and fruit bedecked the tables. Festivities were continued 
in the dugouts long after the meal. Later a special evening meal 
topped off a memorable day. Amongst the old hands there was 
a note of restraint for they had not forgotten their absent 
friends.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On New Year's Eve there was a vivid and prolonged display 
of fireworks such as never came from the factories of <name key="name-007843" type="place">China</name>. 
Accurate shooting by the Signal Platoon set off several land
<pb xml:id="n132" n="132"/>
mines which added to the din. <date when="1942">1942</date> was toasted, and everyone 
hoped the year would see an end to hostilities. Farther west the 
Axis forces were being driven back towards <name key="name-002754" type="place">El Agheila</name>. <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name> 
was no longer encircled.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During December little training had been carried out at 
<name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, although there had been frequent route marches. 
These usually ended somewhere along the coast so that everyone could bathe in the cool surf or collect wreckage from ships 
sunk in the <name key="name-007453" type="place">Mediterranean</name>. Tactical exercises began early in 
January. As part of a brigade competition the companies practised attacking roles over a strenuous course across rolling country. Eventually A Coy was chosen to represent the battalion but 
was beaten in the finals. The rest of the training was confined 
to range practice, minelaying, quick debussing from vehicles, and 
lectures on first aid. At a ceremonial parade on 13 December 
Brig Barrowclough read messages of congratulation from the 
GOC Eighth Army and <name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> on the valuable part 
played by the brigade in the recent fighting. The Brigade Commander also welcomed the reinforcements.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The football season, interrupted by the spell in action, was 
continued under difficult conditions, sandstorms often making 
playing unpleasant. Only a few of the original battalion team 
had returned to <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, but under Padre Kingan's coaching 
a new team was selected and welded into a fine side. Four 
games were played against other units without a loss. Inter-platoon and company games were hotly contested, with 
vociferous supporters barracking from the sidelines. Although 
loosened a little by a rake made largely from barbed wire, the 
grounds were hard and plenty of skin was lost in a hard tackle 
or tight scrimmage. Soccer, too, became very popular, with 
enthusiasts training newcomers to the game.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Soon after their return to <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> the Libyan survivors were 
granted seven days leave. It was not possible for them all to go 
at once, but each week a small party left on a visit to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>, 
<name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>, <name key="name-120041" type="place">Luxor</name>, or Assuan. Many of the battalion wounded 
had been evacuated to 2 NZ General Hospital at <name key="name-027523" type="place">Gerawla</name>, near 
<name key="name-001092" type="place">Mersa Matruh</name>, and transport was provided for those who 
wished to visit them. The evenings were spent in dugouts where, 
thanks to the large parcel mail, the men were often able to
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP010a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP010a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP010a-g"/><head>Flooded at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, <date when="1941-12">December 1941</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers surrounded by water</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP010b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP010b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP010b-g"/><head>Christmas parcels at the Battalion post office, <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of packets</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP011a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP011a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP011a-g"/><head>Shells landing among transport at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of smoke in a field</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP011b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP011b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP011b-g"/><head>German tanks, armoured cars, and lorries close in on
6 Brigade on the morning of <date when="1941-12-01">1 December 1941</date></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of vehicle movement</figDesc></figure>
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throw supper parties. On a few occasions the YMCA Mobile 
<name key="name-032670" type="organisation">Cinema Unit</name> arrived in the area and set up its screen in some 
sheltered wadi. A great deal of enjoyment was derived from 
these open-air shows, which usually consisted of a newsreel, 
travelogue, cartoon, and a light comedy film. The Kiwi Concert Party picked a very cold night for its only appearance and 
few saw its excellent performance. After Christmas the Brigade 
band staged concerts in the company messrooms.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Company canteens operated smoothly but frequently were 
unable to meet the demands made on them. Beer, chocolate, 
and tinned fruits were rationed, and often there were shortages 
of such items as soap or toothpaste. Regular visits by the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> 
Mobile Canteen helped to make up the deficiencies. Mail arrived regularly by air from <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. The <hi rend="i">Egyptian Mail</hi> and 
<hi rend="i">NZEF Times</hi> kept everyone abreast of local and home affairs. 
Each night at six o'clock a crowd collected around the battery-operated radio to listen to the latest war news.</p>
        <p rend="indent">After seven weeks at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> everyone was pleased to learn 
that the brigade was returning to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> Camp and civilisation. 
The battalion left in two groups on 23 January. Soon after 
lunch the rail party marched to the <name key="name-001332" type="place">Sidi Haneish</name> siding and 
clambered into covered wagons, 35 men being crammed into 
each one. Meanwhile, the road party finished loading the unit 
vehicles and set out towards the tar-sealed road to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. The 
train left at 6.30 p.m. and reached <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> by breakfast time. 
A very satisfying meal was served from a cookhouse alongside 
the station, and it did much to revive those who had tried to 
sleep curled up on the vibrating steel floors of the wagons. The 
second leg of the journey was more interesting. Passing the 
extensive swamps south of <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>, ducks (and natives) 
attracted the attention of marksmen. There was a steady volley 
of shots until the train was stopped and the miscreants warned. 
Progress up the Nile Valley was slow, and it was four o'clock 
before the train arrived at the <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> siding and the party 
detrained.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The troops marched to the north-east corner of the camp 
near the Pall Mall cinema, each company being allotted a group 
of tents. Before a week had passed there were few who wished 
to return to <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>. Water was not rationed and hot and cold
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showers were available. The sewerage system no longer consisted of a large hole in the ground as at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name>, but of tins 
emptied daily by native labourers. As the newsboy was wont to 
call—<hi rend="i">ver' sweet, ver' clean, ver' hygiene</hi>! Meals were good, 
fresh meat and vegetables being very welcome again. Butter 
replaced margarine and occasionally tasty pies were served. The 
seven-day leave scheme was continued and each day leave 
parties went to <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>; the men were also able to visit the New 
Zealand hospitals at <name key="name-000935" type="place">Helwan</name> and <name key="name-009430" type="place">Helmieh</name> to see friends who 
had left the battalion after being wounded in <name key="name-001027" type="place">Libya</name>. The camp 
offered a wide range of evening entertainment, from beer and a 
game of housie-housie at the <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> to light programmes at the 
two cinemas, concerts at the <name key="name-011348" type="place">Lowry Hut</name>, or a card game and 
supper at the <name key="name-014641" type="organisation">YMCA</name> and Church Army huts. The only cloud 
on the horizon was the report of Japanese successes in the 
<name key="name-008892" type="place">Pacific</name>. Not only was the situation alarming, but the airmail 
service had ceased and letters were longer in transit.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> also offered improved facilities for training. Each 
company paid a visit to the battle-practice range at <name key="name-002740" type="place">Abbassia</name> 
and some strenuous hours were spent on the assault course. To 
enable officers and NCOs to become more familiar with compasses, night exercises were carried out. With several excellent 
ranges nearby, firing practices were held regularly. Instructors 
from the Engineer Depot gave several lectures on the lifting and 
laying of various types of mines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Two special parades were held in February. On the 12th 
General Auchinleck, Commander-in-Chief Middle East, inspected the brigade and afterwards presented decorations won 
in recent actions. A sandstorm made conditions unpleasant as 
the three battalions marched past the General in column of 
companies and advanced in review order. Two days later the 
brigade assembled to farewell its commander, Brig Barrowclough, who was returning to New Zealand. His successor, Brig 
G. H. Clifton, joined the brigade at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name>. The training 
syllabus left time for Rugby and soccer, most of the games being 
played on the hard grounds inside the camp. When the time 
came for the unit to move to the Canal Zone the Rugby team 
was still undefeated. The soccer team failed to win either of its 
matches but held a team from the King's Royal Rifles to a draw.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n135" n="135"/>
        <p rend="indent">Early in February a political crisis in <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> plunged the camp 
into sudden activity. As a precautionary measure British troops 
were posted to strategic positions around the city. All leave was 
cancelled and the battalion moved to the Citadel, an ancient 
fortress overlooking <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> from the south-east. Three days later 
a new Egyptian Cabinet was formed under the then pro-Ally 
<name key="name-025369" type="place">Nahas Pasha</name>, and the crisis was over. Meanwhile, the troops 
had explored the stone vaults and dungeons of the Citadel and 
visited the beautiful Mohammed Ali and Turkish mosques 
nearby. On the 6th the unit returned to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>, marching 
through the Dead City—an evil-smelling burial place for 
thousands of Egyptians and happy hunting ground for many 
more thousand flies.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">About a week later 6 Brigade was directed to move to <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name>, 
a military camp close to the <name key="name-120075" type="place">Great Bitter Lake</name>. The road party 
was on its way soon after breakfast on 21 February, and about 
twelve hours later the main body marched to the <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> siding. 
It was a particularly cold evening and several hours elapsed 
before the train arrived. During this interval the Brigade band 
played popular tunes. Most of the men fell asleep after the 
journey began and at daylight were surprised to find the 
train had reached Zagazig, a town in the <name key="name-004464" type="place">Nile Delta</name> half-way 
between <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name> and the Canal. After a stop for breakfast the 
journey was continued past cultivated areas, through <name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name> 
and south past the Sweet Water Canal towards <name key="name-006674" type="place">Suez</name>. The line 
skirted huge military encampments, well-stocked <name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name> aerodromes, and extensive aircraft assembly plants, until at midday 
<name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name> was reached. Lunch was provided from trucks in the 
station yard, and after the meal the companies set out on foot 
for the new camp.</p>
        <p rend="indent">There were only a few miles to be covered, but it was a 
blistering hot day with the sand radiating the scorching sun, and 
everyone was relieved when the rows of white tents came into 
sight. Particularly evident on this trip were the ubiquitous 
native hawkers who surround troop trains wherever they stop. 
Their goods ranged from oranges, biscuits, chocolate, local 
tobacco, peanuts and coloured drinks to the trashiest assortment
<pb xml:id="n136" n="136"/>
of cheap wallets, trinkets, and photos. Perhaps the best known 
train huckster is the eggs-and-bread <hi rend="i">walad</hi>, who does a good 
trade with hard-boiled eggs, small elongated loaves of bread 
and a pinch of salt. All must make enormous profits on the 
little they do manage to sell.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The camp at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> covered a wide area. It had been set up 
as a training ground for combined operations, with a naval 
establishment and training centre at the southern end of the 
<name key="name-120075" type="place">Great Bitter Lake</name>. All around were barren, sandy wastes relieved by stunted scrub growth, a little oasis of palms, some 
Pines on <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> Point, and hundreds of white tents. The tents 
were widely dispersed, the battalion being spread over several 
acres with the cookhouse near the centre. On hot, windy days, 
and there were many, the platoons stationed along the camp 
perimeter found the trek to meals tedious and unpleasant. 
Officers and sergeants had messrooms but the remainder ate in 
the open. Because all water had to be carted, a rationing 
system similar to that in <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name> was introduced. There was 
little time for sport, and evening entertainment was limited to 
occasional picture shows, card games, and reading. Mail was 
arriving very slowly and leave was curtailed. It was an abrupt 
change from life at <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. The evening of 26 February will 
be particularly remembered. High winds and the dust-storms 
which accompany them were always a curse, and on this night 
several tents were blown down. Vain attempts were made to 
rescue letters and papers which disappeared at high speed. Such 
was the disorder caused by this wind that normal training was 
abandoned on the 27th until the damage was repaired.</p>
        <p rend="indent">For the first few days after their arrival the troops chiselled 
into the hard rock pan and set their tents below sand level, the 
spoil being heaped around the sides. As soon as this work was 
completed training began. Several days were spent practising 
rowing, ascending and descending vertical ladders, disembarking from dummy landing craft and crossing barbed-wire obstacles, and companies in turn made a general tour of the naval yard. 
Various types of landing craft were inspected, including the 
two designed for infantry work—the ALC (assault) and the 
SLC (support). Later the troops boarded these craft and, with 
sailors in charge, crossed the lake to practise landings. These
<pb xml:id="n137" n="137"/>
exercises were also carried out after dusk and were generally 
successful, the co-operation between sailors and soldiers being 
first-rate. Often an infantryman misjudged the depth of the 
shallows or some other unrehearsed incident added humour to 
the exercises. A morning was spent aboard a Glen ship, parent 
ship to small landing craft. Originally it had been planned to 
do a landing exercise from this ship, but a raid by enemy 
bombers the night before caused her to be diverted to a safer 
anchorage. An excellent lunch was served on board, and officers 
will testify to the quality of the ship's stock of gin.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The following evening a final practice was carried out from 
the small craft. A landing was made on the eastern shores of 
the lake, each man carrying full battle equipment. The companies then advanced across country to take up a defensive 
position several miles inland. There were a few minor hitches. 
Some sections became temporarily lost and one or two compasses proved unreliable, but by midnight the men were in position, all shivering in their damp clothes. Artillery and anti-tank 
batteries had given the infantry close support and their efforts 
made the exercise more realistic. At dawn the positions were 
abandoned and the rest of the day was spent in field firing at 
various targets.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The training of the past weeks had given all ranks some idea 
of what would be expected of them should they be called on to 
make an opposed landing. It had also aroused considerable 
speculation on the future role of the Division. In the Western 
Desert the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> was beginning to withdraw from its 
<name key="name-002754" type="place">El Agheila</name> positions in the face of increasing enemy pressure. 
The Japanese drive through the South Pacific was also gaining 
momentum. All rumours were temporarily set at rest when, 
early in March, it was learned that the Division was moving to 
<name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> to relieve Australian forces stationed there. In recent 
months this country and Palestine had assumed greater military 
importance, since Axis forces driving into the Caucasus might 
soon be in a position to turn south through <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name> to the vital 
Persian oilfields and the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 12 March the battalion set out from <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name>, leaving a 
baggage party to follow by road. Its destination was <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>, in 
northern <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. As usual the day before departure had been
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spent in dismantling the camp and preparing for the move. 
That night everyone slept out in the open, and a cold night it 
was! Reveille was at 2.30 a.m. and breakfast was eaten in the 
dark. Trucks arrived and the troops scrambled aboard them 
with still no sign of the dawn. The convoy set out for <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name>, 
where there was some delay before the train pulled into the 
station. During this period a few natives with their usual cunning managed to spirit away a box of rations. The loss was 
discovered within a few minutes and one of the company QMs, 
wise to the tricks of the Egyptians, found most of the missing 
articles by the simple expedient of examining all freshly turned 
sand.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The train left <name key="name-015203" type="place">Geneifa</name> soon after 6.30 a.m. and headed northwards through <name key="name-003897" type="place">Ismailia</name>, reaching Kantara West about eleven 
o'clock. A crowd of Australians was on the platform and they 
were besieged with inquiries about conditions in <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. ‘It's 
been bloody cold!’ was a common retort. The troops detrained 
and, heavily laden with all manner of gear, clambered onto 
small ferry punts which carried them across the Canal. Four 
hours went by before the rail journey was continued. This time 
the carriages were very crowded. As night fell the men sorted 
out places to sleep, some on luggage racks, others in the passageways, and still more under the hard wooden seats. A space was 
generally left for the primus so that the billy could be boiled 
during the journey. During the night the train crossed the <name key="name-120085" type="place">Sinai</name> 
Desert, and before the travellers were properly awake had pulled 
into Lydda station. Breakfast was eaten and there was a rush 
on a nearby fountain, but before many had washed the journey 
began again. The country the train now passed through resembled parts of New Zealand and was in direct contrast to the 
barren wastes of Egypt. Trees and sown fields were green with 
spring growth. At each communal settlement the Jews were 
using tractors and modern farm implements, but the Palestinian 
Arabs were tilling the soil in the manner of their forefathers. 
The contrast between Arab and Jew was dramatically marked 
in the cities of <name key="name-026289" type="place">Jaffa</name> and <name key="name-026664" type="place">Tel Aviv</name>, side by side on the Mediterranean. By midday the train had reached <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name>, and the 
battalion prepared to march to a transit camp three miles away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A night was spent in this camp, set in pleasant surroundings
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with tents scattered amongst olive groves. In the morning everyone climbed into buses; these had seen many years of service, 
and some, not unexpectedly, broke down temporarily during the 
journey. The route lay through the modern town of <name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name>, with 
its busy port, huge oil refineries and clustered houses, along the 
coastal road past <name key="name-015453" type="place">Acre</name> and a wonderfully preserved Roman 
aqueduct still in use, and across the Syrian border. Shattered 
roofs, bullet spattered walls, and gaping holes in buildings told 
the story of the Australian land assault and the naval bombardment preceding it. French gendarmerie in their traditional 
uniforms were policing the towns under Allied administration. 
Late in the afternoon <name key="name-000629" type="place">Beirut</name> came into view. A stop was made 
for a meal at a camp on the outskirts of the city, and dusk was 
falling as the convoy turned inland towards the <name key="name-015967" type="place">Lebanon</name> Mountains. The road rose sharply from the plain to twist and turn 
up the mountainside. One by one the buses dropped back, each 
held up by some minor defect. At length, almost suddenly, the 
top of the pass—thousands of feet above sea level—was reached. 
Great sheets of snow on the mountain slopes glistened in the 
night, only to be swallowed up in a blanket of mist. The rest of 
the journey was uneventful and by midnight the convoy reached 
<name key="name-016175" type="place">Rayak</name>, where everyone transferred to a waiting train and settled 
down in trucks and carriages. The local <name key="name-023795" type="place">Naafi</name> supplied a hot 
cup of tea, very much appreciated. A prominent figure on the 
station platform was the Rayak Town Major, impressively 
dressed in furs and Russian balaclava.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after midnight the train pulled out, heading north up 
the <name key="name-000631" type="place">Bekaa Valley</name> towards <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>. By 7 a.m. it reached <name key="name-015898" type="place">Homs</name>, 
a fairly large town in central <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>. As soon as breakfast was 
over the journey was continued through heavily cultivated 
country. Fruit trees were in blossom, and occasionally glimpses 
were caught of the huge water wheels (<hi rend="i">noria</hi>) for which this 
valley is famous. The Syrians appeared to dress more picturesquely than the <name key="name-022835" type="organisation">Palestinians</name>, and their bell-shaped huts 
clustered together looked in the distance like beehives. The perfectly straight furrows of ploughed land, hundreds of acres in 
extent and cultivated with primitive implements, were an 
amazing sight. Later, after lunch was over, the general monotony of the journey was relieved by a young colt which tried to
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race the train. Urged on by the troops it kept level for several 
miles, only to fall back in the end from sheer exhaustion. About 
five o'clock <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> and its huge citadel came into sight. The 
train pulled into <name key="name-025891" type="place">Baghdad</name> station and the long journey was 
over.</p>
        <p rend="indent"><name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> and Brig Clifton were on the platform, and 
the troops had no sooner detrained than A Coy was detached 
and sent off in trucks for the frontier outposts. The rest of the 
unit marched to the German Barracks in the western suburbs 
of the city and was billeted in large two-storied buildings. 
Shortly afterwards guards and pickets were posted at various 
stores, dumps and compounds, including a large <name key="name-003197" type="organisation">RASC</name> dump 
at Mouslimie (Mussolini) Road and others at the <name key="name-025891" type="place">Baghdad</name> and 
<name key="name-012305" type="place">Damascus</name> stations. The natives were cunning thieves, and in 
the past there had been serious losses of valuable stores. Consequently guards were armed and on the alert for intruders. 
Natives who worked in the compounds during the day were 
frequently searched and snap patrols examined suspicious traffic 
on the roads. The company not on duty was sent on route 
marches or took part in tactical exercises with mortar and 
artillery support.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Australians' warning about the weather proved very true. 
The road party which was bringing most of the blankets was 
delayed, and during those few days the troops in <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> nearly 
froze. Throughout March rain fell almost every day and on 
several occasions there were heavy falls of snow. Icy winds 
swept down from the mountains and penetrated the thickest of 
clothing. At the barracks straw-filled palliasses were provided 
and hot showers were available. As a precaution against 
malaria mosquito nets were issued. Whenever possible fresh 
fruit and vegetables were bought at the local markets, but meat 
of Syrian origin did not compare with that from New Zealand. 
<name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> was not unlike <name key="name-003601" type="place">Cairo</name>. It had its native quarters and 
ancient citadel, mosques and minarets, while the European and 
more modern section of the city contained well-stocked shops, 
theatres, and cabarets. The Naafi was the most popular 
rendezvous, as it sold the only drinkable brand of beer.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The company on duty at the frontier—a rotation system was 
introduced—was given a variety of tasks, including the manning
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of outposts and the distribution of flour amongst the villagers. 
Two platoons were stationed at Soudji and other outposts at 
the Turkish frontier and shared quarters with French gendarmerie. Syrian troops, clad in colourful costumes reminiscent of 
comic opera, were also stationed in the locality. Small-scale
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exercises were often held; during one of these some of the 
battalion accidentally crossed the frontier and nearly precipitated an international crisis. Several miles to the south, at the 
village of <name key="name-015149" type="place">Azaz</name>, the rest of the company, billeted in Nissen huts,
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was more concerned with villagers and flour. Each native 
sought to gain as much of this commodity as possible and the 
situation often required delicate handling. The Syrians as a 
whole seemed to be friendily disposed towards Allied troops. 
On 9 April British, French, and New Zealand troops took part 
in a ceremonial parade through the streets of <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name>. The local 
inhabitants whom it was hoped to impress turned up in large 
numbers to watch.</p>
        <p rend="indent">A few days later 5 Brigade arrived in <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> and assumed 
responsibility for the area. Sixth Brigade was directed to move 
south to the <name key="name-000631" type="place">Bekaa Valley</name>, where the main defences of <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> 
were being prepared. After <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> took over its guard 
duties on the 13th, the battalion made ready to leave. Two 
days later the main body set out in ASC (1 Ammunition Company) vehicles, leaving the heavy equipment and gear to be 
railed or taken direct to the valley in the unit transport. The 
route taken by the main party was a long and circuitous one of 
330 miles, the order being to move inland via Hamman to Deir 
ez Zor and south and west through <name key="name-016124" type="place">Palmyra</name> to <name key="name-004980" type="place">Zabboud</name> in the 
<name key="name-000631" type="place">Bekaa Valley</name>. By this show of force the authorities hoped to 
impress the natives living farther inland.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Overnight stops were made at Hamman, Deir ez Zor, <name key="name-016124" type="place">Palmyra</name> 
and <name key="name-015898" type="place">Homs</name>, and at the first three the men bivouacked on aerodromes or landing fields. Those who knew their history found 
the journey full of interest. They saw the famous Euphrates 
River and visited Deir ez Zor, a trading centre for carpets and 
camel hair and meeting place for camel trains. In places rich 
belts of vegetation, green with spring growth, ran along the 
banks of the Euphrates. Along the fringe of the desert there 
was a carpet of tall grass often smothered with flowers. Here 
and there were bedouin encampments—flat, black tents, pitched 
near the grassy patches. Hundreds of black-and-white birds 
rather like magpies, startled by the noise of the trucks, flew 
overhead. At Deir ez Zor, a city built around the only bridge 
over the Euphrates for hundreds of miles, a ceremonial parade 
was staged before large crowds. An Indian regiment, the Guides 
Cavalry, and the greater part of a regiment of Troupes Speciales 
also took part. The salute was taken by Colonel Jago, the area 
commander, who later entertained officers to a banquet. All
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the local dignitaries were present at this function at which the 
last (reputedly) bottle of Napoleon brandy obtainable locally 
was drunk. While this was going on the troops were wandering 
through the streets of the city, some sampling local brands of 
wine and spirits and others visiting the bazaars and shops.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The remainder of the trip was dull and uninteresting except 
for a visit to the remarkable Roman ruins west of <name key="name-016124" type="place">Palmyra</name>. 
Continuing westward, the convoy followed a pipeline to halt 
for the night only a short distance from <name key="name-015898" type="place">Homs</name>. No leave was 
granted, and shortly after midday on the 20th the convoy passed 
through the village of <name key="name-004980" type="place">Zabboud</name> and stopped at the nearby camp. 
The rest of the battalion was already there; members of the 
advanced party directed the men to their new quarters, the 
majority going to Nissen huts and the rest to tents.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Two days later work began on the defences. The narrow 
valley had become an important link in the chain of defences 
covering the <name key="name-001365" type="place">Suez Canal</name> and the oilfields of <name key="name-021954" type="place">Persia</name>. It was 
separated from the coastal plain by the snowclad Lebanons and 
from the desert wastes of central <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> by another high range, 
the Anti-Lebanons. Should the enemy attempt to drive south 
through <name key="name-008587" type="place">Turkey</name> and <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>, he would be opposed by British 
forces on the coast and New Zealanders astride the inland route. 
If, as was considered likely, the enemy advance turned south-east to skirt the Anti-Lebanons, <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> was in a good 
position to move forward and effectively harass his long lines of 
communication. The brigade at <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> would only be able to 
fight a delaying action. As part of the general defence scheme, 
24 and 25 Battalions were deployed on ridges on the western 
side of the valley with 26 Battalion forward on the lower 
ground. The Colonel was instructed to prepare alternative 
positions on rocky plateaus on the mountainside. The Divisional 
Artillery would be sited to cover the approaches to the valley 
and the proposed anti-tank ditch, minebelt, and wire entanglements.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the weeks that followed everyone worked hard. The 
weather improved and shorts and shirts were worn in preference 
to battle dress. B and C Coys climbed the steep slopes of the 
mountains to their positions—C Coy to the higher plateau, 
known as Gibraltar, and B Coy to the lower one, known as
<pb xml:id="n144" n="144"/>
Lower Gibraltar. Because of the hard surface tents could not 
be pitched in the normal way. Sangars and weapon pits had to 
be chiselled or blasted out of solid rock. The mountain tracks 
were in a bad state after the winter and nearly all supplies had 
to be manhandled part of the way. On the flat working parties 
had to contend with hard limestone on which picks made little 
impression. Lieutenant <name key="name-015157" type="person">Bird</name><note xml:id="fn1-144" n="2"><p><name key="name-015157" type="person">Lt I. A. Bird</name>; Cromwell; born Westport, <date when="1910-09-10">10 Sep 1910</date>; engineer's
assistant.</p></note> and his pioneers set to work successfully with blasting powder.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By the end of May the Division was in a position to sustain 
an enemy attack. In the battalion sector trenches and firing pits 
had been dug along a two-company front on the flat, behind 
an anti-tank ditch and minefields. Roads and mountain tracks 
had been widened and repaired, and the companies on the 
mountainside had done all that was possible to make their 
isolated positions impregnable and habitable.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Throughout their stay the troops were based on the <name key="name-004980" type="place">Zabboud</name> 
camp, where living conditions were quite good. Civilians were 
employed to carry out most of the camp maintenance, but 
despite this there was little time for sport or training. B and C 
Coys spent about a month in the Gibraltar positions before being 
relieved by the other two companies. Shortly afterwards C Coy 
was sent to <name key="name-000615" type="place">Baalbek</name> on guard duties. This town, the only one 
in the valley, was cleaner and more interesting than any of the 
nearby villages and contained an excellent swimming pool. The 
guard duties were not very onerous and the men thoroughly 
enjoyed the spell. At <name key="name-004980" type="place">Zabboud</name> the monotony was broken by 
the occasional visits of concert parties and the Mobile Cinema 
Unit. The Brigade band staged several open-air concerts and 
impromptu community sings which were very popular. The 
band also climbed the steep track to Gibraltar to entertain C 
Coy. Card tournaments were held frequently and a debating 
club was formed. Mail arrived regularly, and company libraries 
kept a good stock of books. The general health of the troops 
was excellent and few cases of malaria had been reported.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The chief social event was the second battalion reunion on 
16 May. Two hundred and twelve originals attended, fewer than 
a third of those who had assembled in <name key="name-012251" type="place">Burnham Camp</name> two
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years before. Major McQuade was in the chair. After the 
toast of the King there was a solemn pause as tribute to absent 
comrades. During the evening items were given by the Maori 
Battalion orchestra, the Brigade harmonica band, and by men 
from the unit. Four days later the <name key="name-000898" type="person">Duke of Gloucester</name> visited 
the camp and took the salute at a brigade ceremonial march 
past. By this time several changes in personnel had occurred. 
Sufficient reinforcements arrived to bring the battalion to full 
strength. Colonel Satterthwaite left to return to New Zealand, 
having during his short stay proved himself a popular and 
efficient officer. He was replaced by <name key="name-001205" type="person">Lt-Col J. N. Peart</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-145" n="3"><p><name key="name-001205" type="person">Lt-Col J. N. Peart</name>, DSO, m.i.d. (3); born <name key="name-120021" type="place">Collingwood</name>, <date when="1900-02-12">12 Feb 1900</date>;
schoolmaster; CO 18 Bn Nov 1941–Mar 1942; CO 26 Bn 1 May–20 Jun
<date when="1942">1942</date>, 29 Jun–4 Sep 1942; died of wounds <date when="1942-09-04">4 Sep 1942</date>.</p></note> 
formerly of <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name>.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Mules were used to carry supplies up the mountains, and all 
ranks were given instruction in handling and pack-loading these 
animals. Each company was sent on a mule trek. Two mules 
were allotted to each section and, although Indian instructors 
travelled with the companies, the troops were responsible for 
the care and loading of the animals. The first line of mules 
carried light machine guns, ammunition, water and greatcoats, 
and a second line blankets and other less essential gear. The 
treks, which lasted over several days, were routed over very 
hilly country, sometimes above the snowline. In many places 
it was possible only to move in single file, and the sure-footed 
animals proved their value under such conditions.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During the last week in May and the first few days of June 
the battalion participated in several manœuvres, culminating in 
a five-day brigade exercise. Although there were those who still 
clung to the hope of an early return to New Zealand because 
of the Japanese menace, the nature of the exercises gave no 
hint of this. Travelling in RMT lorries, the battalion practised 
moving in desert formation behind a light armoured screen to 
consolidate on set objectives. Air cover was provided by the 
<name key="name-034190" type="organisation">RAF</name>. These exercises were repeated after dusk to give the many 
newcomers to the unit some knowledge of what was required 
of them.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n146" n="146"/>
        <p rend="indent">On 3 June the battalion returned to <name key="name-004980" type="place">Zabboud</name> but stayed 
there only six days before leaving for <name key="name-002780" type="place">Aleppo</name> and the German 
Barracks. The journey through <name key="name-015898" type="place">Homs</name> and Hama was completed in two easy stages, Col Peart taking the opportunity to 
try out several desert exercises on the way. After <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> 
handed over on the 12th, the troops settled down to the routine 
of guards and pickets once more. On the 14th D Coy left for 
a rest camp at <name key="name-025349" type="place">Latakia</name> on the coast but was suddenly recalled 
four days later to join the battalion in a rapid move south. 
Orders reached Battalion HQ on the 17th, and by 8 p.m. the 
following day the troops had entrained and were away, leaving 
the rear party to clean up the barracks and follow by road.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The rail party travelled all night and shortly after dawn 
reached <name key="name-016175" type="place">Rayak</name>. The troops detrained and at midday set out 
in RMT lorries over the Lebanons to the coast. They reached 
<name key="name-015859" type="place">Haifa</name> soon after 9 p.m., but within two hours were aboard 
another train bound for Kantara East. Few stops were made, 
and by midday the following day, the 20th, the men were 
waiting in lines to clamber aboard the small ferries and recross 
the Canal. At Kantara West a third train was waiting, and it 
moved off at 4 p.m. Late that night the party reached its 
destination—<name key="name-001092" type="place">Mersa Matruh</name>—and the troops tumbled off the 
train, erected bivouacs, and went to sleep, too tired to be 
interested in Rommel's counter-attack in the <name key="name-024430" type="place">Western Desert</name>. 
Over 900 miles had been covered in 55 hours!</p>
        <p rend="indent">The rest of 6 Brigade had not arrived and the battalion came 
under command of 5 Brigade. The CO, who had been taken 
ill during the journey, had been evacuated to a hospital at 
<name key="name-016094" type="place">Nazareth</name>, and Lt-Col <name key="name-011680" type="person">Watson</name><note xml:id="fn1-146" n="4"><p><name key="name-011680" type="person">Lt-Col C. N. Watson</name>, MC, ED, m.i.d.; <name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name>; born Tinwald, <date when="1911-01-08">8 Jan 1911</date>; school teacher; CO 26 Bn 20–29 Jun 1942; CO 23 Bn 29 Jun–15
<date when="1942-07">Jul 1942</date>; p.w. <date when="1942-07-15">15 Jul 1942</date>; released <date when="1945-04-03">3 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> assumed temporary command. 
In the morning the troops marched five miles to Smugglers' 
Cove for a rest and a swim. Two days later, on the 23rd, they 
returned to <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> to take up a position around an aerodrome, 
but no sooner had they dug in than orders were received to 
return to <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name>, where the rest of 6 Brigade was assembling. 
The move was made after dusk on the 24th and by dawn the 
convoy from <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> had reached the staging camp. Captain
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Wilson and the road party from <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> arrived later in the day, 
having followed the main body at a more leisurely pace. They 
found the journey through the <name key="name-016243" type="place">Sinai Desert</name> extremely unpleasant, the heat being almost overpowering. Flies and swirling 
dust had added to the discomfort. But at <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> there was 
only one topic of conversation—Rommel's attack. All day 
streams of traffic had been moving back from the front. <name key="name-001400" type="place">Tobruk</name>, 
the <name key="name-004214" type="place">Malta</name> of the desert, had been captured and the Axis armies 
were sweeping on towards Egypt.</p>
      </div>
      <pb xml:id="n148" n="148"/>
      <div xml:id="c7" type="chapter">
        <head><hi rend="c">Chapter</hi> 7<lb/>
The Battle for Egypt</head>
        <p>THE situation had become very serious. After the reopening 
of the Axis offensive on 26 May the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name> had 
suffered a series of reverses. Enemy armour had broken through 
the <name key="name-003648" type="place">Gazala</name> line, forcing the Allies to withdraw. Both sides lost 
heavily in the fighting which followed, but the enemy retained 
the initiative and continued to drive towards the Egyptian 
frontier. The New Zealand Division, less 6 Brigade, formed 
part of a delaying force based on the old <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> defences, 
while farther east other Allied forces were reforming along a line 
which ran roughly north and south through the <name key="name-010927" type="place">El Alamein</name> 
station. Subsequently, after the departure of 26 Battalion, the 
Division was relieved at <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> by <name key="name-024249" type="organisation">10 Indian Division</name> and 
moved about 20 miles south to <name key="name-001096" type="place">Minqar Qaim</name>. Sixth Brigade's 
transport was sent forward to assist it to carry out a mobile role.</p>
        <p rend="indent">During 24 and 25 June the troops at <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> listened eagerly 
to the <name key="name-007278" type="organisation">BBC</name> news bulletins and watched with some dismay the 
continued streams of eastbound traffic. Although there did not 
seem to be much panic, the columns were disorganised. Guns 
and ambulances intermingled with all types of vehicles, many 
of which were being towed. The roads were still packed with 
transport the following day, the 26th, when 6 Brigade left 
<name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> and marched under a blistering hot sun to the Agami 
beaches on the outskirts of <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. The battalion camped 
on sand dunes or in concrete pillboxes close to the sea. That 
evening Lt <name key="name-015174" type="person">Carson</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-148" n="1"><p><name key="name-015174" type="person">Maj W. H. Carson</name>; Dunedin; born Kaitangata, <date when="1906-06-11">11 Jun 1906</date>; barrister and solicitor; wounded <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> the IO, arrived back from <name key="name-023779" type="place">Matruh</name> with the 
rearguard party. He brought back news of events farther west 
and confirmed the rumours that the enemy had crossed the 
Egyptian frontier.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Before the battalion had been 24 hours in its new camp 
orders were received to move forward to the <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name> defences. 
About seventy men were on leave in <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name> and trucks were 
sent into the city to collect them. The drivers knew most of the
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP012a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP012a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP012a-g"/><head>The mosque at <name key="name-001334" type="place">Sidi Rezegh</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a mosque</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP012b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP012b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP012b-g"/><head>Some of the Battalion survivors of the Libyan battles</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers resting</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP013a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP013a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP013a-g"/><head>Meal time at <name key="name-002877" type="place">Baggush</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers having a meal</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP013b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP013b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP013b-g"/><head>Training at <name key="name-001940" type="place">Kabrit</name> for
combined operations</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers in an exercise</figDesc></figure>
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haunts of New Zealanders, and in surprisingly quick time all 
the men were back at the beach. Soon afterwards the battalion 
embussed in South African lorries and moved off westward with 
the rest of the brigade. That night the troops bivouacked in the 
desert about ten miles south of <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name> station and six miles 
from the Bab el <name key="name-120096" type="place">Qattara</name>, an area prepared as a defensive ‘box’ 
and known as Fortress A or the <name key="name-009661" type="place">Qattara Box</name>. Early the next 
day, 28 June, the brigade occupied this fortress and the 
transport returned to its base. Battalion and company sectors 
were allotted, and all ranks were soon busy digging into the 
stony ground or helping with the many tasks necessary to make 
a defensive position. At this juncture 6 Brigade was without 
supporting arms, except those contained in the three battalions, 
and was short of mines, ammunition, and rations. The pipeline 
which ran through the area was badly corroded in places and 
provided only a trickle of water. On the same day came news 
of the Division. During the previous afternoon enemy forces 
had encircled it, but it had escaped by driving through the 
German lines after dusk and was now reforming at <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>. 
<name key="name-207994" type="person">General Freyberg</name> had been wounded and Brig <name key="name-208314" type="person">Inglis</name><note xml:id="fn1-149" n="2"><p><name key="name-208314" type="person">Maj-Gen L. M. Inglis</name>, CB, CBE, DSO and bar, MC, VD. m.i.d., MC
(Greek); <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>; born <name key="name-120065" type="place">Mosgiel</name>, <date when="1894-05-16">16 May 1894</date>; barrister and solicitor;
commanded company in 1 Bn NZ Rifle Bde and in NZMG Bn 1915–19;
CO 27 (MG) Bn Jan–Aug 1940; commanded 4 Bde 1941–42 and 4 Armd
Bde 1943–44; commanded 2 NZ Div 27 Jun–16 Aug 1942 and 6 Jun–31
<date when="1943-07">Jul 1943</date>; Chief Judge of Control Commission Supreme Court in British
Zone of Occupation, <name key="name-008556" type="place">Germany</name>, 1947–50.</p></note> was in 
command.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Box was oblong in shape, its perimeter consisting of 
ridges varying in height. Numerous wadis and folds crossed the 
area, offering some cover to the few thin-skinned vehicles. The 
26th Battalion took over the southern sector and Col Watson 
placed the companies in a rough semi-circle, A Coy facing west, 
B Coy south-west, and D Coy south. C Coy and HQ Coy were 
stationed in reserve behind the flanking companies. The last 
two days of the month were busy for everyone. Most of the 
digging was completed and the pipeline repaired. Supplies 
were received and mines laid around the perimeter of the Box. 
Meanwhile, the rest of the Division assembled in the area and 
<name key="name-022846" type="organisation">28 Battalion</name> moved into the eastern corner of the Fortress.
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Colonel Peart returned and resumed command. Sixth Brigade 
carriers, including those of the battalion, had been placed under 
command of Brig Winsor and, after several brushes with the 
advancing enemy, covered the evacuation of <name key="name-003433" type="place">El Daba</name>. The 
Carrier Platoon rejoined the battalion on 4 July; it had with 
it eight new carriers, which had been found on trucks on the 
railway with no owners.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At this juncture the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name>'s line of defence was 
based on three strongpoints, with mobile forces covering the 
gaps. First South African Division occupied the defences at 
<name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name>; <name key="name-001145" type="organisation">2 NZ Division</name> manned Fortress A at <name key="name-120096" type="place">Qattara</name>; and 
remnants of <name key="name-024248" type="organisation">5 Indian Division</name> occupied Naqb Abu Dweis on 
the northern fringes of the reputedly impassable <name key="name-120096" type="place">Qattara</name> 
Depression. During the first three days in July the enemy made 
several attempts to breach the line, but although he made some 
penetration between the central and northern sectors he failed 
to dislodge the South Africans. Enemy activity in the vicinity 
of Fortress A was slight. A few shells landed in the battalion 
sector but caused no damage. Hostile reconnaissance parties 
were sighted in the distance a number of times but they did not 
attempt to approach the defences.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On the 3rd the Italian armoured <name key="name-014352" type="organisation">Ariete Division</name> made a 
threatening move northwards of Fortress A, but it ran into 
heavy fire from a mobile force of New Zealand artillery and 
infantry and suffered serious losses in men and guns. To disorganise Rommel's troops still further, 5 Brigade was ordered 
to attack and capture the <name key="name-009331" type="place">El Mreir Depression</name>, which lay several 
miles north of the Box and south-west of the enemy salient on 
<name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>. To support this attack 6 Brigade was to leave 
its position and move back to Divisional HQ to act as a mobile 
reserve. Only skeleton forces were to be left behind.</p>
        <p rend="indent">No explanation was given the battalion and, somewhat surprised by the order, the troops prepared to leave the Box. 
Transport arrived about 11.30 a.m. on the 4th, and within an 
hour the vehicles were widely dispersed near <name key="name-015292" type="place">Qaret el Himeimat</name>. 
The rest of 6 Brigade arrived at intervals during the day. In 
accordance with the policy of maintaining battalions on a three-company basis, partly because of shortage of transport and 
partly to achieve greater mobility, C Coy was detached and sent
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to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. There were many in the company who sought immediate transfers to other companies. General disappointment 
was felt that the battalion should be divided in this way. Meanwhile, 5 Brigade had succeeded in gaining a hold on the El 
Mreir Depression and 4 Brigade had moved forward to cover 
its left flank. Sixth Brigade was ordered to return to its former 
position in Fortress A.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By dusk on the 5th the brigade was back in the Box. The 
absence of C Coy necessitated a slight readjustment of positions 
and in some instances new trenches had to be dug—an unpopular decision. Two days passed uneventfully. A small enemy 
convoy was sighted west of D Coy, but desert haze prevented 
observation of the results of the artillery fire directed on it. 
Early on 7 July 4 Brigade advanced north-west towards Mungar 
Wahla and by daylight was on its objective. Later in the day a 
change in the situation brought about the withdrawal of both 
4 and 5 Brigades, and during the night they moved back east 
of the fortress area. Sixth Brigade was also ordered to be ready 
to abandon its position. The southern strongpoint held by 
Indian troops had already been abandoned, and the <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name> 
Line was being shortened.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The news of the impending move caused a fresh outbreak of 
rumours in the battalion sector, the most persistent of which 
sent the brigade to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> for a rest. The evening passed without a confirming order, but as Col Peart expected that the move 
would be made under cover of darkness, all ranks were astir by 
3 a.m. Trucks moved into the sector, were loaded, and then 
dispersed again. The hours passed. At 7 a.m. the orders were 
still awaited, so the cooks' trucks were unloaded and breakfast 
served to the hungry men. Finally, at 9.30 a.m. orders arrived, 
and the battalion moved to an assembly area near Qaret el 
<name key="name-025337" type="place">Himeimat</name> to await the arrival of the rest of the brigade. When 
the journey was continued early on the following morning (9 
July), it was generally known that 6 Brigade was returning to 
<name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name> to form part of the general reserve. That night the 
battalion bivouacked near <name key="name-000728" type="place">Burg el Arab</name>, and in the morning 
the convoy continued on to its destination.</p>
        <p rend="indent">This had been the battalion's eighth move since its arrival 
from <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> three weeks earlier. Knowing little of the reasons
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for these seemingly unnecessary moves, many of the men expressed some feeling on the matter. All ranks were fit and ready 
for action after their long spell in <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name> and had not expected to 
be withdrawn during such a crucial period. The Qattara Box 
had been abandoned and all their hard work had gone for 
nothing. Still, nobody objected strongly to the spell at <name key="name-009139" type="place">Amiriya</name>, 
for it offered a pleasant break from desert conditions. Fresh 
fruit and vegetables reappeared on the menu and leave was 
granted to <name key="name-000576" type="place">Alexandria</name>. The comments persisted, however, and 
pessimists forecast that the spell would be short. At a battalion 
parade on the 13th the CO addressed the men, explaining some 
of the mystifying moves. Brigadier Clifton also gave a résumé 
of the general tactical situation and spoke of possible future 
roles for the brigade. During 6 Brigade's absence the Division, 
after move and counter-move with no serious fighting, had taken 
up a position east of the Box and south-east of <name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>, 
which was still partly held by the enemy.</p>
        <p rend="center">* * *</p>
        <p rend="indent">The pessimists were right. On the day of the parade the 
battalion was ordered to move forward and join the Divisional 
Reserve Group to permit <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name> to rejoin 4 Brigade. Ninth 
Australian Division had arrived from Palestine and taken over 
the coastal sector of the Alamein Line, and by attacking along 
the coast had drawn off some of the enemy forces previously 
stationed around <name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>. This ridge, a long, narrow 
fold in the desert, jutted into the <name key="name-018099" type="organisation">Eighth Army</name>'s defences. Some 
twenty to thirty feet above the surrounding desert, it commanded 
observation over a wide area and was of tactical value to both 
sides. The 4th and 5th Brigades were to attack and capture the 
western half of the ridge, leaving the eastern end not already 
held to be taken by <name key="name-024248" type="organisation">5 Indian Division</name>. Success would enable 
British tanks to exploit westward and circle to cut the enemy's 
lines of communication. It was expected the New Zealanders 
would have to overcome fairly heavy opposition.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By nightfall on the 13th the battalion was bivouacked about 
35 miles east of Divisional HQ. In the morning it moved 
forward and joined the Reserve Group in a sector south of the 
forward brigades, the companies moving into positions recently
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vacated by <name key="name-002582" type="organisation">28 (Maori) Battalion</name>. Before long the men were 
chipping into the hard rock pan. Digging slit trenches in the 
heat of the day always caused a lot of cursing, and it seemed to 
the men that the battalion was fated to strike the rockiest parts 
of the desert. Later in the day the value of deep trenches was 
emphasised when several Stukas dive-bombed the position. 
Several men were caught in the open and three were wounded. 
Altogether it was an unpleasant day. Not only was it particularly 
hot, but innumerable flies hovered in and around the trenches. 
A light dust-storm swept the area and covered everybody and 
everything with a layer of fine sand. After dusk the air became 
chilly.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The assault on the ridge by 4 and 5 Brigades was scheduled 
to begin after dark. The Reserve Group was not to move forward until the attacking brigades had consolidated on their 
objectives. It would then take up a position about two miles 
south of the ridge and guard against a counter-attack from the 
south or south-west. There was little likelihood of any move 
until early on the 15th, but Col Peart decided to leave nothing 
to chance and ordered company commanders to have their men 
ready by 11 p.m. But it was 3 a.m. before the order was received and the transport moved from its harbour to embus the 
men. Travelling in desert formation the battalion made slow 
progress, and by daylight only six miles had been covered. The 
troops debussed and formed up to march to the new sector 
about two miles away.</p>
        <p rend="indent">No opposition was expected, but as B Coy in the lead neared 
the sector it encountered spandau fire directly ahead. More 
surprising still, enemy tanks were clearly seen on the western 
end of the ridge which was to have been captured by 4 Brigade. 
These tanks opened fire on a burnt-out tank which lay close to 
the spot selected by the Signal Platoon as its headquarters. The 
enemy's fire did not prevent the companies from taking up their 
positions: B Coy to the right, facing north, A Coy alongside, 
facing north-west, and D Coy on the left flank, facing west and 
south-west. Battalion HQ and HQ Coy dug in behind A and 
B Coys. The ground was slightly undulating and afforded little 
cover for vehicles. Fortunately anti-tank guns were soon in 
action and the enemy tanks lumbered out of sight.</p>
        <pb xml:id="n154" n="154"/>
        <p rend="indent">The platoons were still digging in when the enemy began to 
shell and mortar the sector. B Coy on the right flank bore the 
brunt of this, and before the day was over reported five men 
wounded. Several vehicles were damaged, including the battalion orderly-room truck. Enemy aircraft appeared at intervals 
and Stuka dive-bombers damaged two more trucks, one of 
which carried a quantity of beer. All was lost. The annoying 
part of this loss was that the beer should have been distributed 
the day before. Late in the afternoon Ju88s bombed the area 
and several men were injured by flying splinters. The only 
cheering note was the sight of 37 prisoners from the Ariete and 
<name key="name-120097" type="place">Brescia</name> divisions being brought back into the lines by the 
Carrier Platoon, which had been on reconnaissance north of the 
sector.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It had been assumed that the fighting on Ruweisat was over 
except for mopping up. This had not been confirmed, and the 
presence of enemy tanks early in the morning and the severity 
of the shelling and mortaring had caused some apprehension. 
Later, reports of what had happened filtered through. Both 
brigades, despite heavy casualties, had succeeding in driving the 
enemy from the ridge and had taken many prisoners. Unfortunately enemy tanks bypassed during the night caused havoc 
at dawn. British tanks which were to have supported the New 
Zealanders did not arrive, and the hard-won successes were 
being gradually lost. At 4 p.m. it was reported that 4 Brigade 
had been overrun and that 5 Brigade was being hard pressed. 
General Inglis ordered a general withdrawal to the line of the 
Reserve Group's positions. At nightfall enemy attacks subsided, 
and 5 Brigade disengaged and fell back to take up a position 
on the right and north-east of 26 Battalion. The remnants of 
4 Brigade arrived in driblets throughout the night and moved 
through to the rear.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The 16th and 17th July were anxious days, for it was feared 
the enemy might attempt to follow up his success and the 
battalion was poorly equipped to meet a tank-supported attack. 
Fourth Brigade, less <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name>, had been sent to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> to 
reform, and <name key="name-002043" type="organisation">22 Battalion</name>, which had also suffered heavy losses, 
accompanied it. Sixth Brigade had been sent for and was expected to arrive during the 17th to take over the Reserve
<pb xml:id="n155" n="155"/>
Group's sector. No attack eventuated, the enemy being content 
to shell and mortar the sector at intervals. Enemy aircraft 
bombed the area on several occasions, generally at meal times, 
but caused little damage. Altogether seven men were wounded 
and several vehicles damaged or destroyed during the period. 
Patrols were sent out at irregular intervals but they seldom encountered the enemy. Lieutenant <name key="name-015323" type="person">Talbot</name><note xml:id="fn1-155" n="3"><p><name key="name-015323" type="person">Lt S. Talbot</name>; born England, <date when="1906-05-04">4 May 1906</date>; school teacher; killed in
action <date when="1942-07-16">16 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> failed to return from 
one of these and it was later ascertained he had been killed.</p>
        <p rend="indent">About four o'clock on the afternoon of the 17th 6 Brigade 
arrived, and about an hour later <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> was moving up 
on the left of D Coy. Brigade HQ was set up close to Battalion 
HQ, which later moved closer to A Coy. The Reserve Group, 
joined by <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name>, moved back. At tea that night two cans 
of beer per man were distributed and quickly consumed. The 
three days had been hot and trying, and four sweltering hot 
days followed. In their trenches the men were besieged by flies, 
which hovered around in their thousands. The cooks worked 
under difficult conditions, and many a cooked fly found its way 
into a mess tin. Shelling and mortaring continued as before and 
airbursts caused a number of casualties, with B Coy suffering 
most. One man was killed and ten wounded. After dusk on the 
19th <name key="name-001171" type="organisation">23 Battalion</name> took over the right-hand platoon's sector. No. 
8 Platoon moved into reserve and No. 11 into the former's 
position.</p>
        <p rend="indent">These four days saw some of the most active patrolling carried out by the battalion in the desert. Each night several 
parties were sent out in different directions, some to points over 
two miles from the lines. In most cases they were reconnaissance 
patrols, never more than a section strong. The patrols went to 
extraordinary lengths to avoid detection: anything likely to 
rattle or shine was left behind, socks were worn over boots, and 
sometimes the men blackened their faces. Although the battalion had done little of this type of work before, casualties were 
fairly light. Two men were killed, another wounded, and five 
taken prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Two fighting patrols, each of platoon strength, were sent out 
to test the enemy's strength in certain areas. The first of these,
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No. 16 Platoon led by Lt <name key="name-015205" type="person">Gifford</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-156" n="4"><p><name key="name-015205" type="person">Lt G. P. R. Gifford</name>; born NZ <date when="1916-06-26">26 Jun 1916</date>; civil servant; killed in
action <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> travelled north-west about 
3000 yards before it encountered the enemy. The platoon immediately attacked with rifle, bayonet, and grenades. In the 
sharp engagement which followed over a dozen enemy were 
killed and others wounded. Two NCOs from the 382nd Infantry Regiment, only recently arrived from <name key="name-003325" type="place">Crete</name>, were taken 
prisoner. The attacking party did not escape unscathed: one 
man was killed, another wounded, and four taken prisoner. 
Sergeant <name key="name-011728" type="person">Tither</name><note xml:id="fn2-156" n="5"><p><name key="name-011728" type="person">Sgt M. C. Tither</name>, MM; born NZ <date when="1913-02-24">24 Feb 1913</date>; school teacher;
wounded <date when="1942-07-18">18 Jul 1942</date>; killed in action <date when="1944-01-07">7 Jan 1944</date>.</p></note> received a nasty abdominal wound early in the 
fighting, but continued to use the bayonet with vigour until the 
Platoon Commander gave the order to disengage. Later, 
weakened by his wound and in great pain, the sergeant found 
he was unable to keep up with the others. He refused to allow 
any of the men to remain with him for fear that at daylight 
their presence would attract hostile fire. Much later in the 
morning he reached the lines alone and exhausted.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The second fighting patrol was drawn from 7 Platoon, led 
by Lt <name key="name-015147" type="person">Allen</name>.<note xml:id="fn3-156" n="6"><p><name key="name-015147" type="person">Capt L. B. Allen</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1909-04-29">29 Apr 1909</date>;
stock auctioneer; p.w. <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> It also went out in a north-westerly direction. As 
the patrol was about to engage an enemy working party it came 
under fire from the rear. The platoon returned the fire, but 
realising that the element of surprise was gone, the Platoon 
Commander gave the order to retire. No casualties were 
suffered. Several small patrols ventured out in daylight, but 
most of them ran into trouble of some sort. After lunch on the 
18th Lt Clubb and two men from 17 Platoon set out to investigate three British tanks which had been disabled in the fight 
for <name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>. No sooner had the party reached the 
tanks, which were a considerable distance from the lines, than 
it was pinned down by machine-gun fire. Folds in the ground 
were the only cover available, and when one of the party, L-Cpl 
<name key="name-015315" type="person">Skinner</name>,<note xml:id="fn4-156" n="7"><p><name key="name-015315" type="person">L-Cpl J. J. Skinner</name>; born NZ <date when="1916-07-01">1 Jul 1916</date>; storeman; killed in action <date when="1942-07-18">18 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> attempted to change his position, he was killed by a 
machine-gun burst. The other two remained still until after 
dusk; they brought back valuable information, including the
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location of three 88-millimetre guns and several machine-gun 
posts. In this manner a great deal of information about the 
enemy was pieced together and was the subject of a congratulatory message from the Divisional Commander.</p>
        <p rend="indent">On 21 July another attempt was made to gain a decision in 
the Ruweisat-El Mreir area. Plans were drawn up for a night 
attack on both features by infantry, followed by armoured exploitation at dawn. The 161st Brigade (<name key="name-024248" type="organisation">5 Indian Division</name>), 
which already held the eastern end of <name key="name-001291" type="place">Ruweisat Ridge</name>, was to 
attack westward while 6 Brigade seized the <name key="name-009331" type="place">El Mreir Depression</name>, 
which lay south-west of the ridge and ran almost parallel to it. 
Sixth Brigade's task was not easy. To accomplish it the attacking battalions would have to form up in no-man's-land and 
advance northwards through a minefield with their left flank 
brushing against the enemy's FDLs.<note xml:id="fn1-157" n="8"><p>Forward defended localities.</p></note> Little was known about 
the forces likely to be encountered, although it was expected 
the enemy would react strongly. No air photographs were available, but reconnaissance reports gave the impression that few, 
if any, tanks would be encountered but that a tank-supported 
counter-attack could be expected. For this reason the non-arrival of <name key="name-025279" type="organisation">2 Armoured Brigade</name>, which was to be in support, 
could imperil the success of the operation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Colonel Peart received orders on the morning of the attack. 
The 24th Battalion, with 26 Battalion on its right, was to 
advance on the objective, while <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> and <name key="name-002001" type="organisation">18 Battalion</name> 
(attached) protected the open left flank. The attack was to 
begin at 9 p.m. and would be preceded by heavy artillery concentrations on known or suspected enemy strongpoints. Fifth 
Brigade was arranging for additional supporting fire, and one 
company of <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> was to move nearer the depression to 
preserve a link with 26 Battalion. Each battalion was to form 
up on a different start line, and there was little likelihood of 
contact between 24 and 26 Battalions during the 4200-yard 
advance. The Colonel decided to attack on a two-company 
front with A Coy on the right and D Coy on the left, Tac HQ 
and B Coy following close behind. The supporting arms— 
carriers, mortars, two-pounders, and a platoon of machine-gunners from <name key="name-004427" type="organisation">27 MG Battalion</name>—formed the greater part of the
<pb xml:id="n158" n="158"/>
transport column, which was placed under the command of 
Capt <name key="name-015250" type="person">McKinlay</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-158" n="9"><p><name key="name-015250" type="person">Maj A. R. McKinlay</name>; Lawrence; born Lawrence, <date when="1914-03-21">21 Mar 1914</date>;
assistant company manager.</p></note> This group, which also included the ammunition carriers and several unit vehicles, was to follow a party 
of sappers detailed to gap the minefield.<note xml:id="fn2-158" n="10"><p>Appointments on the eve of the attack were:
<list type="simple"><item><p>CO: <name key="name-001205" type="person">Lt-Col J. N. Peart</name></p></item><item><p>2 i/c: <name key="name-015253" type="person">Maj H. G. McQuade</name></p></item><item><p>Adjt: <name key="name-015212" type="person">Capt H. J. Hall</name></p></item><item><p>QM: Capt F. W. Wilson</p></item><item><p>IO: Lt W. H. Carson</p></item><item><p>TO: Lt A. W. Barnett</p></item><item><p>A Tk: Lt J. I. D. Fraser</p></item><item><p>OC A Coy: Capt E. E. Richards</p></item><item><p>OC B Coy: Major E. F. Walden</p></item><item><p>OC D Coy: <name key="name-015354" type="person">Capt R. M. Young</name></p></item><item><p>OC HQ Coy: Capt H. J. H. Horrell (acting)</p></item><item><p>Signals: Lt K. W. Hobbs</p></item><item><p>MO: Lt A. M. Rutherford</p></item><item><p>Padre: Rev. Fr. J. S. Kingan</p></item></list>
</p></note></p>
        <p rend="indent">Throughout the rest of the morning and the afternoon the 
troops were busy with preparations. Ammunition and reserve 
rations were distributed and each platoon was given a number 
of ‘sticky bombs’. Platoon commanders were given their orders. 
Compasses and watches were checked. Late in the afternoon 
<name key="name-008844" type="place">Wellington</name> bombers passed overhead to bomb the western end 
of the depression. Some of their bombs exploded uncomfortably 
close to the battalion lines. Shortly afterwards <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> 
began assembling on its start line. It was still daylight, and the 
movement of men and vehicles attracted heavy enemy fire and 
probably gave warning of the impending attack. The firing 
slackened off at dusk, and all was quiet as the battalion moved 
forward to its taped start line. It was very dark and visibility 
was limited to a few yards, but the companies had plenty of 
time to get into position.</p>
        <p rend="indent">At 8.45 p.m. the 25-pounders opened fire. It was an impressive display. The sky was lit up by gun flashes and the ground 
reverberated to the explosions. This was something new to the 
troops. For more than two-thirds of the men this was their first 
action; half deafened by the sound of the crashing shells and 
the roar of the guns, they lay waiting, somewhat apprehensively, 
for the order to advance. Dust and smoke reduced visibility 
still further, and when at nine o'clock A and D Coys began to 
move forward, both companies were forced to travel in fairly 
close formation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The two companies quickly disappeared into the murky darkness, and Tac HQ and B Coy followed. For a while all was
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<figure xml:id="WH2-26Ba159a"><graphic url="WH2-26Ba159a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26Ba159a-g"/><head><hi rend="i">ATTACK ON EL MREIR DEPRESSION NIGHT 21–22 JULY 1942</hi></head><figDesc>Black and white map of army movement</figDesc></figure>
quiet except for 5 Brigade mortars and Vickers guns firing into 
the depression. As the leading troops neared the enemy minefield which ran close to the objective, they came under enemy
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mortar and machine-gun fire which caused some casualties. 
The fire was not heavy enough to hold up the advance, but 
more trouble was encountered at the minefield itself. The wire 
marking the minefield was booby-trapped and the IO, Lt 
Carson, tripped it. The explosion was a signal for a hail of 
small-arms fire from enemy infantry dug in along the rim of 
the depression, who had apparently been expecting the attack. 
The troops dived to cover and the fire passed harmlessly over 
their heads.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Minutes passed. From the depression came the sound of 
revving engines. Then, during a lull in the firing, the resonant 
voice of Capt <name key="name-006735" type="person">Richards</name><note xml:id="fn1-160" n="11"><p><name key="name-006735" type="person">Lt-Col E. E. Richards</name>, DSO, m.i.d. (2); <name key="name-005626" type="place">Nelson</name>; born Kumara, <date when="1915-12-06">6 Dec 1915</date>; civil servant; CO 26 Bn 30 Dec 1943–30 Apr 1944.</p></note> was heard urging his men to charge. 
The leading platoons of both companies scrambled to their feet 
and fought their way over the low ridge into the depression, 
shouting and cursing, firing at anything that moved. It was so 
dark that it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe. The 
four platoons pressed across the basin, overrunning post after 
post. Some of the enemy tried to get away in trucks but few 
succeeded. The strongest opposition came from the eastern end 
of the feature, and in the mad rush 18 Platoon swung to the 
right and finished up almost in front of A Coy. No. 17 Platoon 
also swung right and continued on until it was out of touch 
with either company. A Coy, though somewhat scattered, retained its original formation.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It had been expected that the attacking infantry would have 
to clean up a number of anti-tank gun posts, but none was 
seen. A few tanks had been encountered during the charge 
across the basin, and individual attempts were made to knock 
these out with sticky bombs but without much success. Lieutenant 
<name key="name-006867" type="person">Williams</name><note xml:id="fn2-160" n="12"><p><name key="name-006867" type="person">Lt-Col J. R. Williams</name>, DSO, m.i.d.; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>, <date when="1911-07-27">27 Jul 1911</date>; solicitor; CO Div Cav Bn Jan–Apr 1945; wounded three
times.</p></note> planted two bombs on one tank and others tried to 
do the same, but it was dangerous work and casualties resulted. 
Meanwhile, heavy machine-gun and mortar fire forced the 
troops to take cover. Some occupied abandoned trenches and 
others crouched down behind low ridges. A Coy was centred 
around a ridge in the centre of the basin but the D Coy platoons
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were scattered over a wide area. When Capt <name key="name-015354" type="person">Young</name><note xml:id="fn1-161" n="13"><p><name key="name-015354" type="person">Capt R. M. Young</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name> born <name key="name-021386" type="place">Palmerston North</name>, 24 Jun
<date when="1913">1913</date>; solicitor; wounded and p.w. <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> attempted 
to locate his forward platoons and reorganise his company, he 
ran into machine-gun fire from a tank and was severely 
wounded.</p>
        <p rend="indent">It soon became apparent that the battalion had fought its 
way into the middle of a tank laager. Some tanks were still 
moving around in the basin and many more were hull-down 
along the northern lip of it. Platoons soon used up their stock 
of sticky bombs and had no choice but to wait helplessly until 
further supplies arrived. Casualties had been fairly heavy, and 
men continued to be hit as the enemy mortared and machine-gunned the area from positions some distance away. On the 
north side the platoons were in close contact with enemy infantry, who lobbed grenades and poured a heavy volume of fire 
on the crouching New Zealanders. The enemy tanks were not 
inactive and red tracer from their machine guns criss-crossed 
the basin.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Realising there was little else to do but hang on until the 
supporting arms arrived, Capt Richards began organising the 
troops in the basin into some sort of defensive position. D Coy 
was obviously scattered, and there was no sign of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> 
on the left flank. The situation was unchanged when Col Peart 
arrived and set up his headquarters with A Coy. Tactical HQ 
and B Coy had been delayed by heavy defensive fire along the 
line of advance and both had suffered losses. B Coy had remained on the south lip of the depression and was digging in 
there. Unfortunately the wireless set to Brigade HQ had been 
damaged during the advance and the only means of communicating with Brig Clifton was by runner. (As it happened the 
Brigade Commander was in a similar position and had also lost 
his wireless.) A small patrol was sent out to locate <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, 
but it ran into enemy troops and was forced to retire. Subsequent patrols also failed to make contact.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By using company sets the Colonel was able to communicate 
with the transport column, which was in difficulties. It had 
swung too far to the right during the advance and had run into 
the minefield. Two carriers were blown up, and later, to make
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matters worse, the ammunition truck was hit and set on fire. 
This was a serious loss for on the truck was the much-needed 
supply of sticky bombs. The burning vehicle attracted the attention of enemy gunners and before long several more lorries were 
hit. Seven anti-tank guns were with the column, and the CO 
ordered the gunners by wireless to open fire on the enemy tanks. 
Only a few rounds were fired as it was impossible to judge the 
range.</p>
        <p rend="indent">As it was going to take some time to extricate the guns and 
vehicles, Capt McKinlay went forward to acquaint the Colonel 
with what had happened. The minefield was much more extensive than had been expected and a big task lay ahead of the 
small party of sappers. Lieutenant <name key="name-015201" type="person">Fraser</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-162" n="14"><p><name key="name-015201" type="person">Capt J. I. D. Fraser</name>; Wakaroa; born <name key="name-002817" type="place">Auckland</name>, <date when="1919-04-12">12 Apr 1919</date>; storeman; wounded <date when="1942-07-22">22 Jul 1942</date>.</p></note> the anti-tank officer, 
accompanied him as far as B Coy and then returned to get his 
guns forward. Subsequently one gun was blown up on a mine 
and several sappers injured. It was nearly daylight when four 
of the guns reached B Coy.</p>
        <p rend="indent">By this time the battalion was almost ready to withdraw. 
When Capt McKinlay reached Tac HQ shortly after midnight 
he found the CO very worried about the lack of support, particularly the non-appearance of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. No news had 
been received from this battalion or from the Brigade Commander. Patrols sent out to locate them all returned with a 
similar story—enemy troops were holding the ground west of 
the battalion. Having learned that the ammunition truck had 
been lost, and realising that his troops would have to have some 
form of protection against tanks before daylight, the CO sent 
the Adjutant and Capt McKinlay back to Rear Brigade HQ. 
They were to try to find out what was happening and bring 
back a load of sticky bombs. The doctor was also required forward to give urgent attention to wounded who could not be 
moved because of the heavy fire. The two officers arrived at 
Rear Brigade HQ to find that nobody there knew any more 
than they did. Communications had broken down completely, 
but it was obvious from the large number of casualties being 
brought back that <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name> had run into heavy opposition.
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Captain <name key="name-015212" type="person">Hall</name><note xml:id="fn1-163" n="15"><p><name key="name-015212" type="person">Capt H. J. Hall</name>; <name key="name-007584" type="place">Christchurch</name>; born <name key="name-120054" type="place">Timaru</name>, <date when="1912-09-08">8 Sep 1912</date>; architect;
wounded and p.w. <date when="1942-09-04">4 Sep 1942</date>; released <date when="1945-04-29">29 Apr 1945</date>.</p></note> rang through to Divisional HQ and explained 
the precarious nature of the situation to Maj-Gen Inglis. The 
GOC gave orders for the battalion to hold on as the armoured 
support was on the way. Meanwhile, Capt McKinlay had collected four carriers, two of them loaded with sticky bombs, and 
shortly afterwards the party set out for Tac HQ accompanied 
by Lt <name key="name-015303" type="person">Rutherford</name>.<note xml:id="fn2-163" n="16"><p><name key="name-015303" type="person">Capt A. M. Rutherford</name>, MC and bar; Inglewood; born Dunedin, <date when="1915-03-27">27 Mar 1915</date>; medical practitioner; wounded <date when="1943-03-22">22 Mar 1943</date>.</p></note> On the way one of the carriers struck a 
mine and the driver was wounded. The doctor stayed behind 
to attend to the wounded man while the others continued on 
with their precious load. They arrived at the depression just 
before dawn to learn that Col Peart had already given orders 
for the troops in the basin to retire. Several factors had contributed towards this decision. Enemy infantry, supported by 
tanks, had worked back into the depression and were rounding 
up scattered sections of the two companies. It was only a matter 
of time before the rest of the battalion would suffer a similar 
fate unless the British tanks arrived before first light. Four 
enemy tanks were reported in B Coy's area. In the basin it 
had become increasingly dangerous to move around. Armoured 
vehicles were moving about in the vicinity of the northern edge 
of the depression, and it seemed probable that the enemy was 
only waiting for dawn to make a sweep over the area. Casualties had been heavy and were steadily mounting. As a last 
resort Lt <name key="name-015160" type="person">Boyd</name><note xml:id="fn3-163" n="17"><p><name key="name-015160" type="person">Maj B. Boyd</name>, MBE, m.i.d.; <name key="name-025182" type="place">Trentham Military Camp</name>; born Dunedin, <date when="1918-04-21">21 Apr 1918</date>; clerk.</p></note> and two other ranks had been sent to locate 
<name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>. Twenty minutes later they returned to report 
complete failure.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Adjutant's news did not alter the Colonel's decision. 
Sticky bombs were not much use in daylight and four two-pounders could not be expected to stem a tank-supported attack. 
It was almost dawn and there was no sign of the British armour, 
so the order was given to withdraw completely from the area. 
Within a few minutes the troops were on the move, running in 
small groups across the uneven ground. Machine-gun and 
mortar fire followed them. The remnants of A and D Coys
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retraced their steps towards the start line, while the Colonel led 
B Coy and Tac HQ towards <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> HQ, east of the 
depression. The withdrawal was completed with only one 
casualty, one officer being severely wounded on the booby-trapped wire.</p>
        <p rend="indent">In the <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name> area were the British tanks for which the 
battalion had waited so anxiously. They moved off in the direction of El Mreir soon afterwards. The CO continued on to 5 
Brigade HQ, where he communicated with the GOC and was 
ordered to reoccupy his position with whatever forces he could 
muster. The General said that the British tanks were already 
entering the depression. Leaving the Adjutant to collect and 
bring forward all the supporting arms he could muster, Col 
Peart hurried back to B Coy and personally led the leading 
section towards the depression. It was broad daylight, and as 
the company ran forward, section by section, it came under fire 
from enemy machine-gun posts east of the objective. These 
were quickly overrun, and the company finally took up a position along a ridge about 300 yards east of its earlier position.</p>
        <p rend="indent">From this position the company could look along the depression and watch the tank battle, and also drink the hot tea 
brought forward by CQMS <name key="name-015227" type="person">Jones</name>.<note xml:id="fn1-164" n="18"><p><name key="name-015227" type="person">Capt D. W. C. Jones</name>; Waimate; born Dunedin, <date when="1912-11-06">6 Nov 1912</date>; shop
assistant.</p></note> Colonel Peart went forward and spoke to the tank commander, who stated that he 
could see no need for infantry. Many of the British Valentines 
had been knocked out on the minefield and those which did get 
through were no match for the heavier-armoured German tanks. 
The six-pounder anti-tank guns which accompanied the Valentines and the battalion's three-inch mortars did much more 
damage, and the enemy slowly withdrew. In the distance a 
number of trucks were burning, strengthening the belief that the 
rest of 6 Brigade had met trouble.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Shortly after 1 p.m. the company was ordered to withdraw 
to its original sector, where the battalion was to come under 
command of 5 Brigade. Colonel Peart was advised that his men 
would be sent out for a short spell. Later the troops embussed 
and moved several miles to the rear, where Capt Wilson was 
waiting with a hot meal. This brought to a close the battalion's
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP014a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP014a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP014a-g"/><head>The Battalion convoy on the road from <name key="name-016124" type="place">Palmyra</name>, <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name></head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of vehicle movement</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP014b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP014b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP014b-g"/><head>A burst pipe at the <name key="name-009661" type="place">Qattara Box</name> gave plenty of water
for those with containers</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of soldiers at a water source</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP015a"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP015a.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP015a-g"/><head>Flies</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of the inside of a vehicle</figDesc></figure>
<figure xml:id="WH2-26BaP015b"><graphic url="WH2-26BaP015b.jpg" mimeType="image/jpeg" xml:id="WH2-26BaP015b-g"/><head>Sandstorm</head><figDesc>Black and white photograph of a desert</figDesc></figure>
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first action since <date when="1941-11">November 1941</date>. Although small parties of men 
were still drifting in from the depression, it was obvious that the 
casualties had been heavy. The final count revealed that 31 men 
had been killed or mortally wounded, 63 wounded, and 68 taken 
prisoner—16 of those taken prisoner were also wounded. Nine 
officers were listed as casualties. D Coy had lost 65 men, A Coy 
57, B Coy 21, and the specialist platoons 19—a total of 162 
men and a third of the fighting strength of the unit. Nos. 16 
and 18 Platoons had been captured almost intact. No. 17 
Platoon, under Lt Harvey,<note xml:id="fn1-165" n="19"><p><name key="name-006492" type="person">Maj D. P. W. Harvey</name>, MC, m.i.d.; Picton; born Havelock, <date when="1918-02-04">4 Feb 1918</date>; clerk; CO (temp) 23 Bn Sep–Dec 1945.</p></note> although separated from the rest 
of D Coy and A Coy throughout the night, managed to escape 
through <name key="name-001169" type="organisation">21 Battalion</name>'s lines. It had not been a satisfactory 
attack in many respects although the troops—and it was the 
first action for most of them—had fought well. Various things 
had gone wrong, but everyone felt that had the British tanks 
come forward at first light the depression would have been held 
despite the losses.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The evacuation of wounded had been left in the hands of 
Sgt <name key="name-015162" type="person">Branks</name><note xml:id="fn2-165" n="20"><p><name key="name-015162" type="person">Sgt A. E. Branks</name>, MM, m.i.d.; born <name key="name-036071" type="place">Invercargill</name>, <date when="1907-10-23">23 Oct 1907</date>; ambulance driver; accidentally killed <date when="1944-04-04">4 Apr 1944</date>.</p></note> and his team of stretcher-bearers. They had done 
a splendid job. Although suffering from bomb-blast himself, the 
sergeant had continued with his work until the troops withdrew 
from the area. He ranged up and down the forward area in a 
truck, picking up the wounded as they were brought out of the 
basin by the stretcher-bearers. More often than not the area was 
under heavy fire, but none of the stretcher-bearers showed any 
reluctance to continue. In the minefield the driver of the Signals 
van was doing a similar task carrying out the wounded from 
that locality. Altogether over seventy wounded were evacuated 
during the night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Later it was learned what had happened to the rest of the 
brigade. The 24th Battalion, deeper inside the enemy positions, 
found itself in a similar predicament to 26 Battalion and 
suffered very heavy losses both before and after it reached the 
depression. For this reason it was unable to extend east to link 
up with A and D Coys. Later the Brigade Commander had
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ordered <name key="name-001173" type="organisation">25 Battalion</name> to come forward and plug the gap as soon 
as it had finished its original task. It was almost daylight when 
this battalion approached the depression, and before vehicles and 
troops could disperse enemy tanks overran the area, setting many 
of the trucks on fire. Very few of the infantry were able to 
escape. Brigadier Clifton was captured but managed to escape 
the following night.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The day following the attack was spent resting in the reserve 
area. The heavy losses suffered necessitated some reorganisation 
within the unit. The remnants of D Coy, plus its B Echelon 
personnel, were absorbed into A Coy, and C Coy was ordered 
up from <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>. After dusk the battalion returned to its former 
position in the line, A Coy taking over the right flank and B Coy 
moving into D Coy's old sector. The 18th Battalion came forward on the left flank in the place of <name key="name-001172" type="organisation">24 Battalion</name>, which had 
been sent to <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name> to reorganise and reform. When C Coy 
arrived on 25 July it took up a reserve position behind A Coy. 
All three brigades had suffered heavy losses in the last few 
weeks. Fourth Brigade was reforming in <name key="name-004262" type="place">Maadi</name>, and for the 
next six weeks 5 and 6 Brigades occupied a sector of the <name key="name-010927" type="place">Alamein</name> 
Line.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The Division's role was defensive. During this period efforts 
were made to make the ‘<name key="name-004362" type="place">New Zealand Box</name>’, as it was known, 
an impregnable fortress. By the end of August minebelts and 
wire entanglements surrounded it and the supporting arms were 
sited so that they could give ready assistance to any threatened 
area. The troops dug in properly, compressors being used to 
break up the hard rock pan. General Montgomery became the 
Eighth Army Commander, and one of his first actions was to 
order all troop-carrying transport to the rear. This effectively 
silenced rumours of another withdrawal. As the weeks slowly 
passed increasing evidence was seen of American assistance. 
Flight after flight of Mitchell bombers flew overhead, and leave 
personnel returned with stories of the arrival of shiploads of 
American tanks and supplies.</p>
        <p rend="indent">The battalion sector was in a depression, with a ridge forming the north-western and western perimeters. Unbelievably 
hot in the daytime, the area was a home not only for the troops 
and for enemy shells but also for the flies. These persistent pests
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appeared everywhere and in incredible numbers. A sweep of 
the hand might kill scores but hundreds took their place. Frequent dust-storms added to the general unpopularity of the 
area. Early in August B Echelon was plagued by large numbers 
of mosquitoes. There was no water for miles, and rumours 
circulated that the enemy had dropped the pests from aircraft 
to increase the sickness rate. Finally it was decided that they 
had been blown across the desert from the <name key="name-004581" type="place">Qattara Depression</name> 
by a strong southerly. Everyone at B Echelon hoped for another 
strong wind to blow them back again.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Enemy activity along the front was confined to desultory 
shelling and mortaring, which generally became heavier around 
dusk and at dawn. Few casualties were suffered. An unusual 
number of dud shells came over; they were attributed to the 
work of resistance workers in German factories. Enemy planes 
appeared on many occasions, but they generally flew at too 
great a height to be easily identified. On one occasion five 
Ju88s flew low overhead as they headed towards the enemy 
lines. Everyone for miles around opened fire and three were 
shot down.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Patrolling continued as before. Scarcely a night passed but 
one of the companies had men probing deep into enemy territory. The patrols were usually on reconnaissance, and by the 
end of the period a larger dossier of information about enemy 
troop dispositions, the location of minefields, guns, etc., had 
been collected. Fighting patrols were sent out, and on other 
occasions mortars and anti-tank guns were set up in no-man's-land to shoot up reported enemy posts. Brigadier Clifton took 
a very active interest in this work and on one occasion was 
heard to offer a patrol two cans of beer for a German prisoner 
and one for an Italian. Towards the end of the period the 
enemy reacted strongly to these excursions into his territory and 
patrolling became much more dangerous.</p>
        <p rend="indent">C Coy provided the three fighting patrols, each of platoon 
strength, and A Coy one of company strength. The first patrol, 
14 Platoon led by Lt <name key="name-006396" type="person">Fraser</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-167" n="21"><p><name key="name-006396" type="person">Maj A. J. Fraser</name>; born NZ, <date when="1905-03-08">8 Mar 1905</date>; school teacher; killed in
action <date when="1944-03-17">17 Mar 1944</date>.</p></note> was the most successful. Setting 
out after dark on 31 July, the patrol travelled north-west about
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3000 yards and encountered a large enemy working party. The 
platoon immediately attacked, throwing grenades and following 
up with the bayonet. Twelve of the enemy were killed and 
others wounded, at a cost to the platoon of three wounded. 
Private Bob <name key="name-015261" type="person">Miles</name>,<note xml:id="fn1-168" n="22"><p><name key="name-015261" type="person">Pte B. G. Miles</name>; Hapuku; born NZ, <date when="1918-08-13">13 Aug 1918</date>; labourer.</p></note> a popular member of the battalion football team, grabbed one German by the scruff of the neck and 
brought him back to the lines.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Nine days later Lt <name key="name-015144" type="person">Ainsley</name><note xml:id="fn2-168" n="23"><p><name key="name-015144" type="person">Lt P. C. Ainsley</name>; born Hastings, <date when="1913-01-21">21 Jan 1913</date>; shop assistant; killed
in action <date when="1942-08-10">10 Aug 1942</date>.</p></note> led 13 Platoon on a similar 
mission. After passing through the gap in the minefield the 
party travelled west for about two miles, cutting two telephone 
cables on the way. Hearing a noise close ahead, Ainsley gave 
the order to attack. Within a few minutes an enemy machine-gun post had been silenced, but the patrol came under heavy 
fire from a ring of other posts surrounding it. The platoon 
silently began to crawl back the way it had come, leaving three 
men behind. Lieutenant Ainsley and one man had been killed, 
and a third soldier was taken prisoner.</p>
        <p rend="indent">When Lt <name key="name-015150" type="person">Baird</name><note xml:id="fn3-168" n="24"><p><name key="name-015150" type="person">Lt J. R. Baird</name>; born NZ, <date when="1916-03-14">14 Mar 1916</date>; painter and paperhanger;
died of wounds <date when="1942-08-25">25 Aug 1942</date>.</p></note> took 15 Platoon out on patrol over a fortnight later, the enemy was waiting for him. The patrol was 
subjected to heavy machine-gun fire, and withdrew with difficulty with four of its number wounded. The Platoon Commander died of his injuries, and the battalion lost one of its 
most popular and efficient officers. A Coy's fighting patrol did 
not make contact with the enemy, although listening posts were 
able to gain some valuable information. The size of the party 
and the unavoidable noise made it difficult to achieve the 
element of surprise so essential to patrolling.</p>
        <p rend="indent">Seven officers and 35 other ranks were posted to the unit 
early in August and they helped to bring company strengths 
back to something like normal. The sickness rate was high. By 
the end of the month everyone was showing the effects of the 
long spell in the desert. The healthy appearance of the men, 
so noticeable after the spell in <name key="name-003449" type="place">Syria</name>, had gone. All ranks fell 
victims to painful desert sores which inevitably followed a cut 
or bruise. Jaundice and stomach ailments took a heavy toll and
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the evacuation of sick men to hospital made the task of those 
left behind much harder. Major Thomson, who had commanded C Coy for a long period, was evacuated to hospital and 
his place was taken by Capt Horrell. Later Capt Horrell was 
sent to hospital and Capt Hall was given the command, Lt 
<name key="name-006180" type="person">Barnett</name><note xml:id="fn1-169" n="25"><p><name key="name-006180" typ