The year 1941 was coming to a close; The second year of World War Two and things were changing. Japan had entered the war and the Australian Government were increasingly concerned about the the threat to Australia and with our troops spread out across the world, including the 6th and 7th Divisions besieged in Tobruk. Their concern was justifiable. Australia had been left largely undefended but for a few militia units; Poorly trained and equiped, whilst the pride of the country's fighting force the AIF (Australian Imperial Forces) fought in various theatres of war alongside our British and Commonwealth allies.
Australian, General Blamey had fought long and hard with the British Government for Australia to have ultimate control over the deployment of Australian soldiers and after a protracted campaign to gain control of the Australian forces and where they were deployed, he finally gained the right. As Commander-in-Chief of the Australian Military Forces he wasted no time in taking ultimate control of the Australian forces.
This meant that the Tobruk siege came to a close for the Australian's with a withdrawal (and replacement) process taking place from November 1941. The last Australian unit to exfil Tobruk was the 2/13th, hailed as The Fighting 13th for their single-handed defence of the town during the withdrawal. After a few weeks of rest and relaxation (which often meant drinking plenty, carousing and trouble-making for the Aussie troops) in Tel Aviv they linked up with the 2/17th and 2/15th and were shipped off to Syria to black any attack on the Suez Canal from the north. First heat, dust, rats and flies in Tobruk and then snow, ice and frostbite in Syria! It wasn't long before the 6th and 7th Divisions were headed home to Australia though, to counter the Japanese threat. The Japanese forces were at the height of their power at that time and into the very early weeks of 1942 had been marching their way down the Malayan Peninsular almost unopposed. Their goal was the British stronghold of Singapore.
As a quick side note to the this part of the war my father, born in 1936, was a 6 year old boy living in occupied Malaya (now Malaysia) at this point of the war. He was forced to attend a Japanese school in his previously British held town and was accustomed to the Japanese occupation including the rules and regulations imposed, public beheadings of captured British officers, allied bombings, starvation and other hardships, together with the overall brutality that the Japanese forces applied during their conquests and subsequent occupation. Anyway, those are stories for another time. I look forward to sharing some of them with you as my dad told me many.
On February 15th 1942 Singapore was surrendered to the Japanese. The Allies, including thousands of Australian troops, simply could not withstand the overwhelming Japanese forces. The capture of Singapore meant a further 80,000 Australian and allied soldiers adding to the 50,000 the Japanese had already captured in their advance down the Malayan Peninsular. Most of these ended up in Burma and were used as slave labour on the Burma Railway project initiated by the Japanese. Most did not survive.
What about Tobruk?
The siege of Tobruk involved many sweeping battles not just a force attacking an opposing force in an entrenched position. The Allies had been pushing Erwin Rommel backwards for a few months and Rommel, due to supply issues was helpless to strike back. Rommel and his Afrika Corps consolidated at Gazala and then Agheila, rebuilding and re-equipping. After the Australian's withdrew from Tobruk the town was garrisoned by largely South African troops and in June 1942 Rommel placed the town under siege once more. This time though it only took two days for Tobruk to fall. Yes, two days. The Australian's had held it for eight months. Rommel drove triumphantly down the main street in his staff car, now had 2.5 million gallons of fuel and the precious port of Tobruk. The rank of Field Marshal was bestowed on General Rommel for the capture of Tobruk.
Hitler pushed Field Marshal Rommel on towards Cairo and the Suez Canal soon after taking Tobruk and he came within 96 kilometers of the objective before being defeated by the British 8th Army and mighty Australian 9th Division incorporating the 2/13th, 2/17th who were right in the mix against Rommel...Again.
Rommel conducted a tactical retreat and was pushed hard. Hitler had ordered victory or death from Rommel and the Afrika Corps however the retreat continued. Hitler was furious. An argument between the two ensued and eventually Hitler backed down somewhat. He didn't back the withdrawal but sent more equipment, and Rommel, back to Africa. Rommel continued to conduct his fighting (or tactical) retreat against orders and was able to exfil 250,000 German and Italian troops to Tunis. However, by March 1943 they were all captured by the Allies. Hitler had ordered Field Marshal Rommel back to Germany just prior to this being unwilling to have such a popular figure captured.
Erwin Rommel was sent to stop the Allied D-Day advance and it was during this time his staff car strafed by an allied fighter in July 1944. The car crashed and he was wounded. Four months later in October 1944 two SS Generals visited his home and accused him of high treason. Rommel was implicated in an attempt to assassinate Hitler; The infamous exploding suitcase attempt as depicted in the Tom Cruise movie [Valkyrie] a few years ago). After a 15 minute meeting with the SS officers he went downstairs and told his partner Lucie that he would be dead in 15 minutes, saying goodbye. They had given him the ultimatum of a quick death, there and then, a State Funeral and hero-status with the populace, or disgrace, incarceration and the destruction of his wife and family. (And his ultimate death of course). Rommel's son wanted to fight however his father would not permit it telling Manfred...
"To die by the hand of one's own people is hard. But the house is surrounded and I have been charged with high treason. In view of my services in Africa, I am to have the chance of dying by poison. The two Generals have brought it with them. It's fatal in three seconds. If I accept, none of the usual steps will be taken against my family, that is, against you. They will also leave my staff alone."
He walked outside with Manfred at his side and shook his son's hand at the gate telling him to look after his mother, entered the staff car with the two Generals and the car pulled away and up the road. About a kilometre away it pulled up in a small wooded area and one of the Generals gave Rommel the pills.
Around 15 minutes after Rommel had left his house the phone rang. One of the two generals solemnly told Lucie that her husband had suffered a stroke undoubtedly due to the injuries sustained in the the strafing of his car in July and had been hospitalised and he was terribly sorry to inform her that Field Marshal Rommel was dead.
War is a terrible thing but also has a way of bringing out the best and worst of humanity. Conflicts are usually brutal and costly in life, both military and civilian, and often opposing forces both feel they are on the side of justice or right. In the Tobruk campaign conditions were hot, dry and dust but the men endured. Fighting was brutal and men died but the men endured. If we put aside the political agenda's of Government's and the leaders of Countries, put aside the often complicated reason's for wars and focus on who fights them we'll find that wars are fought by people like you and I; Some may have volunteered and some sent to fight by conscription of force even, however they are just people doing a job. Their duty I suppose.
These days we're still plagued with political agenda, greed for territory, resources and religious control and therefore there's still many conflicts. We haven't learned a damned thing have we? Our soldiers come home from conflicts to suffer all over again with PTSD, the civilian population of war-torn countries suffer and die and corporations get rich. It's a funny old place this planet of ours, or is it us that makes it so? I think the latter.
If you have read all of my Tobruk posts I thank you for doing so. If not, and you would like to, you can follow the links below to the previous ones. Due to my love of history and my country my focus falls on Australia's military history often however I don't glorify war. I celebrate the human spirit though, the determination a human can display against overwhelming odds and the will to survive. I wonder what sort of planet we would have should that focus be channelled into something productive rather than destructive. I also celebrate veterans across the world for their sacrifices and those who have paid the ultimate sacrifice.
Part 1 ^ Part 2 ^ Part 3 ^ Part 4 ^ Part 5
Age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them."
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Just finished this. That's powerful. I like that you focused more on the human spirit and not on the glorification of war (as you put it). It's sad that so many hundreds of thousands of lives were lost as a result of that war.
I don't have answers on how to keep wars from happening. As long as there's greed, people will continue to try to take what is not theirs. What could we as a species accomplish if we didn't have war? I think we would be amazed.
Thanks for writing this series. I'm looking forward to reading about your dad in the next post.
Hey there, thanks for working your way through my Tobruk series of posts. There's more I could have written but didn't want to bore people. I try to focus on the human aspect of war when I write about it (if appropriate) and hopefully that came through. Rather than focus on the Australian side though I wanted to demonstrate that Rommel was just a human, susceptible to human frailty, and a loving parent and husband; Not just a ruthless battlefield commander. Anyway, thanks for reading.
I have started the series on my dad's experiences now and will roll a few of them out over time. Naturally through the nature of the setting they will have to be war related, but hopefully the reader will see it through the eyes of a 5-9 year old.
I thought you did a good job of presenting the materials.
I haven't heard many (any that I can think of) accounts of the war through the eyes of a 5-9 year old. Especially if it was while the city was occupied, I think it's going to be an intriguing series.
Hmm, I'm not sure either although I would imagine someone has done it; Lord knows there's been enough wars! I'm not sure how great mine will be but it's a way of making sure the stories I heard from my dad don't go untold and hopefully I write them in a way that not only conveys the story but entertains also.
Thanks for this series. I remember a couple of “Rats” as old men at the local RSL and a few stories they would tell. . All have rejoined their mates now. Lest We Forget
Thanks @stephen-somers I appreciate you reading and commenting. I never knew any Rats of Tobruk personally unfortunately.
I really enjoyed the part about how your father’s life’s was affected by the occupation in Malaysia. Now that we’re working in KL, we’re trying to learn what we can about Malaysian history. I hope you’ll write more of his story!
I’m also looking forward to reading your previous posts on Tobruk when I have a quiet moment with the twins :)
Hey Helen, thanks for your comment and for reading my post. (And working through the others). My dad was born in Seremban and lived in Malacca prior to coming to Aus in 65. I have a pile of stories about the Japanese occupation from him and will share some. Just waiting for the right moment I guess.
KL is a great city. We loved it. Looking forward to coming back!
It's good reading @galenkp. I enjoy your post
Thanks mate.
This is so interesting! I taught high school English and History, but the content for the WW's were Canadian based. I loved learning the Australian focus here. And I fully agree, this is a 'funny place, our planet', and I think it's people that make it funny...funny odd that is. Imagine if everyone's energies were focused on positive things, what a wonderful world this would be. I love your thanks to veterans here as well. I used to take "field trips" with my students to the retirement home near my school to visit and just talk to the residents. So many were veterans, and I found that the kids suddenly had a whole new appreciation for vets...more than any text book could provide. I'm looking forward to your post if you do one with some stories from your dad.
Again, I'm so glad to have 'found' you here, and thanks for visiting my page as well. In the beginning I always feel like it's common courtesy...the back and forth stuff, but you really have an active and genuine follower in me now! Cheers:)
Thanks a lot Lynn, I appreciate your comments. I am passionate about history and Australian war history and whilst I understand that not everyone is I feel it is important for people to understand the deeds of those before us. Right or wrong, there's much to be learned from the past. I'm about to write a story about one of my dad's stories so let's see how it goes. He suffers from dementia and I can't confirm details so will have to rely on my memory.
Thanks for following.
Interesting read.
Many POWs were also on the Thailand side of this railway project. My mother was born in 1939 in Kanchanaburi, Thailand, She lived (and still lives) not far from the bridge over the river Kwai. While the book, the movie, and in fact the bridge are all fictional, the plight of those POWs was not. I can't even begin to imagine what it would've been like to live during those times.
Yes, that's true. Australia and Britain lost many men on the Burma Railway along with other allied POW's. Such a brutal time in the history of the world...As usual. I just wrote a piece on my father's memories of living as a boy during the Japanese Occupation and am going to share some more as time rolls out.