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Tuesday 5 March 2024

A Boat in the Storm (புயலிலே ஒருதோணி) by Pa. Singaram Chapter 22: The freedom

Translated into English by Saravanan Karmegam.  

Chapter 22: The Freedom  

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The influence of the American navy in the Pacific Ocean region grew stronger. The fighting units of General McArthur launched from New Guinea and Salomon Island bases traversed the archipelago of Marshal and Marianne Islands and were nearing Philippines and Japan and were spraying bombs on Japanese cities. Both the countries were readying for a decisive war. 


The Japanese Supreme War Council decided that Japan must exhaust all its naval and air power so as to prevent its enemy forces reaching Philippine shores and completely decimate the American navy at any cost. 


With a resolute spirit, the Japanese navy with its remaining skeleton number of naval units left their bases without air power, a fundamental requirement of war, to destroy the magnificent American Navy in the Pacific Ocean and finally got perished one and all in the fierce war that occurred in Leith Sea.    


The troops of McArthur reached the Philippine shores. The Anglo- American combined forces that could set their foot strongly in Europe after winning many near-miss wars, broke open the array of barriers at Sigbrit and  entered Germany. Montgomery troops in the north and Bradley’s forces in the south were moving towards the heart of Germany. 


Italy’s 20th century Caesar Mussolini and his young concubine Claretta were captured by the communist guerrillas while they tried to escape to Switzerland in a German truck and were summarily impaled.    


Russia’s “Attack of Victory” began in the snowy plains of Southern Poland. Russian General Konev crossed Vistula River and marched forward in the early morning. On the North, Rokossovsky’s drove away the twenty divisions of German troops in the Dansik Square till the latter were cornered along the sea line. The beleaguered troops were head collided with Serniovsky who pounced upon them from the east. Meanwhile Jukhav penetrated in the west and rounded up Poland’s capital Warsaw and captured it. 


On the Burma war front, the situation grew worst. 


It had been months since the battle field of Kohima which turned red with the blood of countless Tamil martyrs had gone into the hands of enemy. 


The “Imphal army” of General Muta Kuchi had lost its structural integrity and sped to Siyam (Burma) border. As the dictum says ‘charity comes only after meeting one’s needs’ the soldiers of the Indian National Army were abandoned to their destiny and were roaming clueless of their destination without food and medicines for diseases in the steep slopes of mountains and thick jungles that hadn’t seen sun light. 


When Pandian was serving his terms in the jail, he received an envelope with the seal of the Supreme Commander of Indian National Army under caption ‘Change of Officers’ carrying the order of his release.

 

***Chap 22 "The Freedom" ended*** 

Chapter 23: “Kalik Usman” will be posted shortly.   

   

A Boat in the Storm (புயலிலே ஒருதோணி) by Pa. Singaram Chapter 21: Jarang Camp

Translated into English by Saravanan Karmegam. 

Chapter 21: Jarang camp.

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The chapters translated so far.

Introduction

Chapter 1: Kerk Straat

Chapter 2: The Plunder

Chapter 3: Five Heads

Chapter 4: Neethaka Yama Nobure

Chapter 5: Moski Straat

Chapter 6: Arnemia River

Chapter 7: Three Friends

Chapter 8: Serdang Way

Chapter 9: The Journey

Chapter 10: Aavannaa

Chapter 11: Madurai

Chapter 12: Sinna Mangalam

Chapter 13: The dance of the sea

Chapter 14: Penang

Chapter 15: Merriment

Chapter 16: Nanyang Hotel

Chapter 17: Assembly of Tamils

Chapter 18: The Midway

Chapter 19: Nee Soon Training Camp

Chapter 20: Kota Baling


A captain from Punjab namely Rakbirlal Arora was in the Jarang guerrilla camp. There was a Malayali Havildar in his squad. His name was Sukumaran. They were close friends. There was also a Tamil Havildar in his team namely Palavesamuthu. He was thin, dark complexioned, and a man of indomitable spirit and heart of steel. He was the arch enemy of these former duo. One day, the trouble caused by these three men in the camp first shook the Jarang camp and then the entire Indian National Army. 

5th guerrilla regiment was one of the armed units which was ready for despatch to the battle field after their training. Those who were holding the ranks above lieutenant in that unit were actually from British Indian army and others were equal in numbers. The platoons were functioning as separate units with new and old incumbents. 

It was not unusual that the quantity of food items and clothing coming to the camp would decrease during journeys and after reaching its destination. It was a truth as old as the period of Alexander the Great. But many experienced Tamil men who had earlier worked in commercial centres and cargo transport departments were working more in numbers in Jarang Camp. They were experts in the assessment of accounts that pertained to decreasing materials due to unavoidable reasons en-route, unavailability of vehicles or pest infestation. They held this duty of accounting materials in the store room as one of their primary war time duties. 

The responsibility of looking after Store room accounting was with Rakbirlal. He along with his dearest accomplice Sukumaran was selling the food items in the black market with the blessing of some senior officials and thus making filthy money indulging in pomp and gaiety. The rice and pulses which were already in short supply due to disturbance in transporting them were found adulterated with tiny stones and sand particles and visibly rendered rice and pulse one had to search in plate.  

The complaints sent to the camp commander Jagar Singh didn’t yield any results. The graffiti of Rakbirlal and Sukumaran in compromising poses with disgusting footnotes explaining their ‘intimacy’ started appearing on hostel walls. 

Palavesamuth and his friends teased Sukumaran in Malayalam “Sukumareee…O my swwety! You are my lady” and threw obscene gestures at him. 

It was Monday at about four in the evening. Pandian was lying on bed. He didn’t go to the forest with his team as he had a head ache. Other than two squads which were at their leisure, remaining squads had gone out for training. 

A timid noise of commotion that rose from the southern side grew louder gradually. People were shouting abuses in Hindi and Tamil. 

Who’s that? The body gets shuddered at once. These buggers Palavesamuthu and Rakbirlal…. He rose with his lungi and vest and ran towards them. 

Palavesamuthu was lying on the ground like a corpse. Rakbirlal, with his six feet frame weighing two hundred and twenty pounds, was pressing him down with his left leg on the former’s chest and pummelled his face with both hands. Two soldiers were standing beside them with their raised hands holding bamboo sticks. 

Pandian reached there and yelled at him “Captain”. Rakbirlal looked up to him. 

“Get up immediately” 

“What?” Rakbirlal roared and rose with his sparks emitting eyes and moved his right hand to take his pistol out. 

Pandian pounced upon captain from behind, pulled two of the latter’s fingers with his left hand and ran his right hand encircling the captain’s neck. His left hand opened the pistol pouch and transferred it to the right hand. Within a second, the left hand pushed the captain down while his right leg throwing away a hard punch on his hip. 

Rakbirlal fell onto the ground. Those two soldiers took to their heels and disappeared. 

Pandian looked down. The condition of Palavesamuthu seemed worse. ‘Once he regains his consciousness Rakbirlal would get up anytime. I have to inform Colonel of these incidents for taking action’. 

He quickly ran towards Colonel Jagar singh’s office. 

Palavesamuthu tried running his hands along the ground. His eyes were heavy and couldn’t open them. Pain all over his body. ‘What all these nonsense? Rakbirlal and his soldiers standing around….I should have finished them off with a single swing of my sword. It was my foolishness I didn’t do that.’ The sun light was slightly visible. The trees were visible opaque. What is that lying in front of me? Is it Rakbirlal? How did he fall? I am unable to move my body. It seems that my death is certain. Before that I must finish him off too. My eye sight is almost gone and the head is spinning. Unable to fold the legs. I must get up anyway. My eye sight is gone. Head is spinning. Where is my sword? O my waist! Here…I must get up now. A bit more…a bit more…Avoiiiiii- his let out an ear piercing yell- It is he….yes..it is he….I pummelled him. Again and again. My head is spinning. A big bull hit him down and he fell on the ground. Paining everywhere. 

Colonel Jagar singh came there running. Some of his officers followed him with pistols in hands. Pandian came behind them. 

Jagar Singh was stunned at what he saw. Palavesamuthu’s body was lying, frozen. With bleeding streaks of injury on cheeks, Rakbirlal pointed to Pandian and shouted at him something holding Palavesamuthu’s sword in his hand. 

Colonel checked the pulse of the body and ordered his soldiers to take it to the cremation ground in the rear. He then turned to Pandian and roared:

“You are under arrest. You are singularly responsible for all these” 

He then called upon two of his officers, ordered Pandian to be put in jail and walked to his office. 

Lance Naik Chinnaiya lying in the hospital shed dragged himself somehow and reached the veranda and further moved stealthily to the entrance. He then gave the sepoys under Havildar Beer Mohammed as much as he could a brief of events that had occurred in the camp. Beer Mohammed called upon Sepoy Udaiyappan and told him to go the forest to alert the troops returning to the camp. 

The three squads that had recently completed their training in Remo jungle were on their way to their base camp. Udaiyappan intercepted the first squad led by Thagavelu near Peechang river side and appraised him of the events. 

“Who’s is in wireless cabin” Thangavelu asked him. 

“Gnanaprakasam” 

“Tell him to remove all wires and hide somewhere. Run fast now” 

Udaiyappan took to his heels and ran fast to the camp. 

Thangavelu passed the information to other two squads that were coming behind. Thangavelu’s squad entered the camp, went straight into the armoury and got all the sepoys standing guard arrested and placed new guards there. Then they went to the jail building, put the guards under arrest and released Pandian. 

Kannusamy’s squad coming second went straight into commander’s office and arrested Colonel Jagar Sigh along with other officers and Sepoys. 

The third squad under Yakup teamed up with Thangavelu’s squad and rounded up two opposing squads which were coming in separate groups from Kelan forest area. The team that was at leisure in the camp assessed the situation swiftly and took prompt pre-emptive action by arresting other opposing squads. 

The entire episode ended within forty minutes. As though the camp area was bigger, the act of usurpation went off smoothly without any untoward incidents due to the cooperation extended by the guards. 

Pandian took charge as the new commander of Jarang Guerilla camp. 

Captain Rakbirlal, Sepoys Bola Singh and Sevaram were awarded death penalty and were summarily executed. Pandian called upon Gnanaprakasham and asked him to send a wireless message to Taiping Head Quarters. The message was sent as followed: 

“Havildar Palavesamuthu was brutally murdered. In order to bring the extremely volatile situation under control, the murderers were awarded death penalty and it was executed with an anticipation of approval from the higher authorities. Situation is very grim- Jagar Singh, Colonel, Commander of Jarang Camp. 

A reply came in a while. 

“Netaji is coming. Colonel Kalik Usman and Colonel Banerjee and Major Rajappa are also coming with their troops. Everyone should be at their respective places. By the order of Netaji. Rakojirao Chitnis, Major General, Head Quarters Division, Taiping” 

At about seven in the evening, several cars and trucks were streaming in the camp with roars. The gate was opened. It was ordered that everyone must assemble in the ground in the centre. Everyone assembled there. Colonel Banerjee led the investigation. In that very grim situation, everyone explained the course of events as it had happened briefly in five or six sentences.

Netaji was giving away the list of punishments in English and Hindustani, sometimes in stammering command of voice since his body was shivering in anger. Orders were passed wireless from Jarang camp. 

‘The designated officers working in the designated camps must come to Jarang to take charge of it. Along with it, the designated officers from Jarang camp are hereby transferred to the designated camps. Colonel Jagar Singh and lieutenant Pandian have been dismissed from the service. Both of them will be placed under arrest and will be court martialled.’  


 ***Chap 21 “Jarang Camp” ended.

 

Chapter 22: “The Freedom” will be published shortly.

Sunday 3 March 2024

A Boat in the Storm (புயலிலே ஒருதோணி) by Pa. Singaram Chapter 20: Kota Baling

Translated into English by Saravanan Karmegam.  

Chapter 20: Kota Baling

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After passing the qualifying examination at the Military Training school, Pandian took charge as Second Lieutenant of 4th Guerilla squad of Gangai Duva camp. 

 

The camp was located in the middle of a forest that stood untouched in the eastern side of Alor Star- Singapore Highway. The forest area where the camp was located fell under the ninth military division of communist guerrilla forces of Anti- Fascist army. While going to attend the jungle warfare training, the troops of Indian National Army used to come face to face with those Guerilla forces. It was an unwritten, unspoken understanding between these two forces that they would recognize each other yet move away as if they were unfamiliar. There were occasional clashes between them on account of territorial dominance. Such petty skirmishes would be immediately resolved with the intervention of responsible elders and the usual practice of giving way to each other would be restored. But one day, a potentially big, unexpected trouble erupted in the evening. 

 

A Japanese army major namely Aramakki along with his five assistants had arrived in there to impart special training in jungle warfare to the 4th squad of Guerillas who were getting ready for the battle field in Burma war front. It was decided that Aramakki and his team would leave along with one section of guerilla forces for forest to impart them the training.  

 

On the first day the training went without troubles. On second day, while the squad that had gone to attend training was returning, bullets were fired at them from both sides near Kurankukal area. A Japanese corporal and a Punjabi soldier were injured. As the Japanese men were present on the spot, the team couldn’t meet the commanders of Anti-Fascist Army and thus allowed the situation go out of control which resulted in Indian soldiers firing at them back. The soldiers shot some rounds hiding behind bushes and trees for some time, and then got tired and resigned to their respective camps. 

 

The camp commander Chotturam told the Japanese major that he wanted to keep the special training in abeyance for some time. Since that training was arranged on special request of the Supreme commander of the Indian National Army, Major Aramakki insisted that the camp commander should give in writing that he wanted to keep the training in abeyance so as to avoid nuisance of Chinese ‘monkeys’ roaming there. Since a very strict order had come from Netaji about training, colonel Chotturam didn’t want to limit himself with undue restrictions. 

 

Having decided to hold a talk with communist guerillas, Chotturam sent a messenger to Pandian. Next day at about half past nine in the forenoon, Pandian and Havildar Nallamani went inside the forest. After reaching the banks of the stream where they usually came across the guerilla sentries, they went near to the dense vegetation of a fully grown Jati tree. 

Pandian asked Nallamani to sing a song aloud. Nallamani sang his favourite ‘herding song’. 

‘With these petty stupid seven songs 

I can’t herd 

this pack of two hundred thirty-six goats…

Do have Sandi Sinnan with you

O samy

Have him. O…O…O…”

 

“Ha…ha…ha….song…song….song…” a Chinese soldier sitting guard at the tree top laughed in broken Tamil. 

 

“We are your friends” Pandian looked up and told him in Malay. “We have come here to meet our friends. Please get down” he added. 

 

“Just a minute” The Chinese man in military attire spoke in clean Malay and jumped off. Three Chinese men appeared from behind the bushes. 

 

They led those Tamil men, wrapping a cloth around their eyes, to a hut made in leaves and wood where the guerilla commander stayed. 


With the scars of chicken pox all over his face, and tall frame, the appearance of that Guerilla commander exuded resplendence usually seen in men leading wars with confidence. They couldn’t assess his age. He must be from Hukka group. His words were very succinct.

 

“We don’t object to your coming into the forest and attending the training. But if you are accompanied by Japanese men, we will fire at you. All the Japanese men who have come to your camp must get out of this area by tomorrow evening. If they don’t, our firing will resume. Nothing more to discuss on this issue. You may go now” 

 

Pandian returned to his camp and informed the Colonel. 


Colonel asked him, “What are we supposed to do then?”


“We can take a chance to fight the Chinese. We can put an end to this problem as to decide who dominates whom.” 


“If such skirmish comes to an end in a day, we can take a chance. We can’t afford fighting them daily. We are camping at a particular location almost known to everyone. Those men are roaming around all over the forest area almost invisible. They don’t have a fixed location. Even if we take a calculated risk of fighting them, what is our strategy to place our troops? Which is the center of attack? Another very important disadvantage is they know our strength whereas we are not very certain about their actual military might. How many of them are deployed? How many of them are armed and what type of arms they have? Now you may have an idea why the Japanese army is not very serious about confronting them face to face” 


“I understand. We will make Aramakki believe that hundreds of guerillas have been deployed with a plan to demolish the Jimpon Bridge. He would surely leave for his Head-quarters to inform this” 


“Do you think he’d believe this kid story?” 


“No matter if he believes it or not. He’d certainly think it is his duty to inform his Head Quarters of this information that happened to fall into his ears. We can add up some spice to it telling him that the Chinese men fired at us as they had the suspicion of Japanese men spying on them”. 


Next day, Major Aramakki and his men left the camp. In another two days, a message came from the Japanese Army Head Quarters that Aramakki had been assigned an important task elsewhere and he along with his men wouldn’t be able to impart special training in jungle warfare. 

As he stood first with exemplary training records, Pandian was one of the 35 officers dispatched to the secret camp at Kota Baling to get trained in specialized warfare.

The Kota Baling camp was located in the interiors of jungles where even monkeys didn’t dare entering. 


The camp commander was Colonel Kattaragama. He was said to be born to a Sri Lankan father from Yaazhpanam and a Japanese mother. There were two trainer officers to assist him: Captain Jiro Matchudaira and Captain Kenji Yagawata. 


The colonel and his two trainer officers put the trainees into an extremely backbreaking training for six months. 


How to send the secret message to one’s troops from a forest area where the enemy troops are deployed? What are the measures of sabotage one must take in order to create internal chaos in the villages under the control of enemy? How to devise plans to hoodwink the armed enemy standing in the front? What are the swift steps one has to take in an unarmed combat? - these were the lessons taught in Kota Baling secret camp. 


After the training, Pandian was promoted to a higher rank and was sent to the fifth Guerilla Unit functioning in Jarang Camp. 

 

*** Chap 20: “Kota Baling” ended. *** 


Chap 21: “Jarang Camp” will be published shortly.                  

Saturday 2 March 2024

A Boat in the Storm (புயலிலே ஒருதோணி) by Pa. Singaram Chapter 19: Nee Soon training camp.

 Translated into English by Saravanan Karmegam. 

Chapter 19: Nee Soon training camp.

Pandian joined Military Officers’ Training school at Nee Soon, learnt war tactics and participated in field assessment trainings with great interest. Under the short term courses, some school teachers, Colonels, Majors and Captains taught the cadet Officers as much as they could the importance of weapon training, leadership qualities, taking decisions at the time of crisis, solution finding and precision task execution. 

It was in the Nee Soon camp, Pandian came to get acquainted with his dearest pals K. K. Resan alias Kathiresan, son of Karmega Konar and R. C Masanam. While the former one was born in Malaya, brought up, studied and employed there, the latter came to Malaya to take up a work arranged by his elder brother just a week before the war in south Asia began. Resan was erudite and a man of sharp intellect. Though he was unable to read Tamil, he had known a lot about Tamil Nadu through English books and magazines. Masanam was just opposite to the former. He had a worldly understanding which had deeply crept into his mind that he would remain educated only to a level that could help him meet the very basic requirements of life. But he was as intrepid and competent as Resan. 

During his stay in Nee Soon, Pandian used to have hot discussions with Manikkam and Resan. They would deeply examine the principles of freedom, democracy, equality, duties, and conduct in their debates. In the very prime of their youth, they fancied that they were going to change the Indian society and strongly believed that they were fit enough and had possessed every skills that were required of them to do that. They examined all the possibilities of its execution with great interest and empathy- What could be the best method of casting votes in a country like India where number of illiterate masses is more? Vote per head or vote per eligibility? What are the parameters based on which ones’ eligibility could be defined? Which is the best suited jurisprudence for our country where the number of litigation- infested masses is more? They discussed such topics at length as if the destiny of India had been handed over to them. They examined…lived in fantasy. It was the time the hope in youths was overriding. It was the time the tendency to fancy grew dominant due to the exigencies of war. 

India’s independence and making food, cloth and shelter available to everyone after that remained their aim closer to their heart. Talking about it and devising plans for executing it were their only hobby they loved. They believed that these three basic needs of people would be readily available to everyone without any hassles immediately after independence. A single order would suffice: Everyone would get food, cloths, and shelter. It was the time their youth was filled with the dreams of hope.   

They were permitted to visit the city once in a week. The name of Singapore had then been changed as Siyonan Tho-then Sea town. Shiny girls and new vehicles were not seen in Rafles Square. Prostitutes were on prowl with their lurking eyes. Gone were the days of British lords. Now the Japanese army men were provided separate lodges and different whores to enjoy. 

The procession of Tamil students would end in Kachi Moideen restaurant in Sirangoon Road. 

The ‘half’ vegetarian Chellaiya digs the food stuff in the plate and the ‘full’ vegetarian Mani mixes rasam with rice, and eats it. 

“Mani”, Pandian called him out holding a piece of chicken in his hand. “Do you know what the Janagan’s Guru Yagjavalyan had told about eating beef?” 

“Don’t know” 

“Eating beef may be a sin. But if my teeth don’t get hurt, I would eat it for sure. This is what that pure Brahmin had told” 

Four or five lungi shop owners, and some men from Puducherry entered the hotel busy talking among themselves. The chairs were moved here and there. The sound of preparing fresh food rose. 

“Manikkam, is it true what Pandi says. Or is it just a scheme cooked up?” 

“I am not quite sure whether Yagjavalyan had eaten beef or not. But what he is said to have told is being believed true. Those stuff which is not soft while chewing must be out of our menu. This is what he meant. The Brahmins of Vedic period wouldn’t relish feast if beef was not served. Beef was abhorred later as it was known that it didn’t suit to climatic conditions of our country” 

“In Tamil Nadu, our ancestors had also eaten beef” Pandian remarked. 

“What?” 

“My dear Tamils!” Pandian spread his palms wide. Listen to this now to know what Kudavayil Keerthan had mentioned about beef eating habits of our ancestors boasted of. 

“Kalserbu irunthu kathuvaai kurambai

Thaazhi muthal kalitha kozhilai paruthi

Pothi vayitril ilangaai pedai ootti

Pokil pilandhitta pongal venkaal

Nalkoor pendir alkal koottum

Kalanku munai siroor kaithalai vaippa

Kozhuppaa thindra kuurm padai mazhavar”

Do you understand the meaning of this verse? It happened during Sangam period” 

“I don’t understand its meaning. But what you say is untrue. Tamils….eating beef. It is just impossible.” Abdul Khader wrinkled his face. “Those men must be from the northern side” he said. 

“What Keerthan had mentioned is about Tamil soldiers. Koorm padai mazhavar 

“Before that our ancestors had eaten elephant meat too. Here is the evidence. Thondiyamur Sathan mentions it.

…Puli tholaithunda perum kalirtrozhi oon

Kali kezhu maravar kaazhkkol ozhinthathai

Gneli kori siru theemaatti olithirai

Kadal vilai amizhthin kanam saal umanar

Sunai kol theem neer sotrulai koottum…

This is a part of that verse. We understand that soldiers and salt vendors ate elephant meat” 

“Some idiot must have written this nonsense under the inebriation of toddy. Abdul Khader remarked. “Beef …elephant meat…don’t you think that these could be something called ‘insertion of false things’? These verses must be one of them. Mustn’t they?” 

“This verse has been accepted by our great literary men as the purest form of our literature. You can imagine now what all else those who ate elephant meat could have done in the society” 

“This is what you are very good at. You would dig some nonsense out of some garbage and cook up your stories. Now it gets late. Let’s take leave” 

“Pandi! A Saivaite from Tirunelveli is running an idly shop near Karaikudi Keezhaiyoorani. Have you ever gone there to have it?” Nagappan asked. 

“Why? Is it that good sort of an idli? I think they make it in earthen utensils. Right?” 

“You are only good at this kind of spoofs. You have it once. It is soft like sponge” 

“O.K. Once I land up in my village, my first job is to go to Karaikudi keezhiyoorani.” 

From the southern end, one of the tragic melodies of Thangavelu who was washing his hands was heard in soft voice.

“In karaikudi, on Kallukatti Street

Amidst the crores of people, at the entrance of Koppathal shrine

While putting Mavilakku, my son came running

And handed over a telegram to see my Thali broken.” 

A complementary song to it emerged from Nagappan.

“Adiye! No matter it is karaikudi

No matter it is Kallukatti Street

No matter it is amidst crores of people

No matter it is the entrance of Koppathal shrine

When the king of death comes

Who are we to stop him? 

They left Kachi Moideen hotel. It got dark. Passers-by were seen here and there. The dim light as if wearing masks were seen in the buildings. 

The cadet- officers strode fast towards the training camp. 

                                ***Chap 19: “Nee Soon training camp” ended***

 

Chapter 20: “Kota Baling” will be published shortly.   

Tuesday 27 February 2024

A Boat in the Storm (புயலிலே ஒருதோணி) by Pa. Singaram Chapter 18: The Midway

 


Translated into English by Saravanan Karmegam.  

Chapter 18: Midway

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The Japanese Admiral Yamamotho remained restless as he knew that the war between Japan and America would be brought to the end only in the Pacific Ocean region. America’s naval and air power were getting stronger, faster day by day. On the other hand, the condition of Japanese forces became worse. Japan found it extremely difficult to stand against the highly organised army of its enemy possessing robust financial wealth and incomparable ability to build war time infrastructure. 

 

Yamamotho designed a war strategy called “Midway-Aleutian” to hoodwink the American Navy stationed in the Pacific region and pull into a zone of destruction before the latter could gain strength to become an indestructible navy. According to the plan, the striking force of Admiral Nakumo left for the place of operation. A small fleet of navy under the direct command of Yamamotho was patrolling along the Marianne harbour area in readiness to take part in any action if called for. 

 

Reminding the manner in which they marched to destroy Pearl harbour, the air columns of Nakumo under Commander Puchida left for Midway Island strip. But this time, the American Air Force, having been equipped with the intelligence about the surprise attack the Japanese striking force was planning to unleash on them, kept its war planes and columns of tanks ready to face the Puchida’s eagles. 

 

The bombs exploded, tanks fired, planes were burnt and ships were sunk.  

 

When Puchida’s war planes were busy attacking, the columns of powerful American tanks emerged on the south of Midway Island and let loose their bomber planes, torpedo aircrafts and other war planes after accurately assessing that half of their enemy aircrafts had been deployed for attacking and other half was busy fueling at their mother ships. As he was overtly confident of the opportune time of attack, Nakumo didn’t even keep the minimum number of airplanes for peripheral security and had them deployed in war front. This made the task of American war planes pretty easier. 

In the war that ensued after that for three consecutive days in the sea front around Midway Island day and night, Nakumo lost four aircraft carriers, several cruisers and destroyers and many war planes. 

On the basis of initial radio messages, Admiral Yamamotho arrived at the conclusion that there was only one American aircraft carrier left and ordered Admiral Kondo and Admiral Hosaka to leave immediately to assist the striking force so as to decimate the enemy task forces and got himself ready to leave with his columns for the war front. It was at that time he received the final message from the commander of striking force- “four enemy aircraft carriers are patrolling the war front and he doesn’t have even one in good condition” 

 Yamamotho had only one small aircraft carrier left at his disposal. As he understood the imminent gravity of the situation, he ordered all three striking forces to withdraw from the war front and retreat immediately.  

The important reason why Yamomotha’s Midway attack plan failed was that the American Intelligence agencies were able to decode the secret code language of Japanese Navy. All the secret details pertaining to the date of war, participating columns of striking forces, mode of attack were known as long a month ago to the American navy commanders who had been clandestinely eavesdropping the radio signals of Japanse navy. 

Midway was the turning point in the Pacific war front. After that there were conflicts to gain control over Solomon Islands. Quadalcanal Island which once witnessed the heaps of dead bodies and river of blood was now under the control of America and fast becoming the most prominent base station. 

Hitler’s army being stopped at the entrance of Moscow city was one of the most important events in the world history. The German troops that entered the southern part of the city captured Pravda building, the heart of the communist propaganda office. Nazi’s Swastika flag was flapping on its top. On the north, German tanks made forceful entry into the city of Kilky that formed the city’s boundary of tram transport. 

It was the time of dawn. The final and categorical order was awaiting to be passed anytime to strangle the town and capture it and bombard the Russian government’s Kremlin building and reduce it to shambles. 

The columns of panzers and striking forces were standing ready. 

It was at that time…

The war cry of Red army was heard. Tanks fired shells shaking the sky and earth. The rolling sounds of monstrous tanks in snowy hues filled in the air. The skiing chariots came down rolling fast along with soldiers of the east in white woolen military attire. General Rokossovsky’s1  Siberian army jumped into the war. 

“Siberians have arrived. Siberians have arrived” 

The Russian army columns were happy and clamour of cheers rose everywhere. 

After dispatching his Siberian army troops to stop the German striking forces who were fast marching on Relev highway, General Jukhav decimated all the defending German forces in waves like intermittent spells of attack. 

Wehrmacht troops took to their toes and ran away from the battle field. The world understood what had happened to Hitler’s army in Russian war front was exactly the same that happened to Napoleon’s army long ago. 

But most of the Russian generals were not yet confident of taking independent decisions and changing war strategies according to the prevailing ground situations. On the other side, the defensive attack strategies adopted by the German General Manstein2 who was brought back from the southern war front to revive the demoralized German troops started giving positive signals of revival. The German troops stationed in the east could thus escape the total wipe out amidst the harsh cold rainy days amidst looming disaster around them. 

The cold winter rainy days were over and spring season set in. The Russian soil grew parched, lost its moisture and became hard. The German army which could somehow stage an escape from the boggy soils of Moscow now rose with renewed vigour to launch fresh attacks. 

The ultimate commander Hitler’s order thus came to launch attacks in the southern front. 

Strong army columns of nearly twenty lakh men under the command of Field marshal Fyodor Vanbok were marching forward towards east devastating every enemy troops who stood on their way. On the sixth week, Germany’s Kleist Panzer group, the right hand air power entered the Calcium oil fields and the 6th army division under the command of General Boulez reached Wolka River bank and started its offensive action on Stalingrad city. 

 Suikkov’s troops standing guard at the city found themselves in a very deplorable situation as they were unable to bear the brutal attack of German forces. The commander of Stalingrad send an emergency message for help only to receive a ‘no’ from the newly appointed South Pole Commander Jukhav. 

The relentless war continued in every corner of street, almost in every house, in every room for many days and nights and weeks. 

Dead bodies were found everywhere. Heaps of rubbles of bombed buildings and the remains of aircrafts that fell down after being shot were found in every corner. Tanks and canons and broken vehicles offered gory picture everywhere. 

The most critical time in the life of a soldier on war field in which he would be utterly confused and oblivious of his existence was fast approaching. 

At that time…

The army of Varuttin from the north and the army of Yeramenkho from the south appeared all of a sudden like a flash and completely routed the entire troops of third and fourth army divisions of Rumania, subdued them, moved ahead and decapitated the German wings. On the western front, the troops of Rokossovsky emerged as if with some magic power, grew in large numbers and strangled Germans from behind and rendered them helpless with crude attack. Suikkov’s soldiers marched ahead frantically to tighten their noose around the Nazi Germans’ throats. 

The ones who came to siege were being sieged. 

The circular deployment of Jukhav tightened its noose and kept tightening it further. Sixth division of German army which was once famous for its victories in many battle fields was now lying with broken limps and wailing. 

The German War Board ordered the Dane Region Commander Manstein to break the Russian siege and pave way for the sixth division of German Army. In effect, Manstein diverted a part of his troops towards north. 

The reinforcements were nearing Stalingrad thirty-five miles away. 

That time…

The Malinovsky’s Ukranian army which was waiting in ambush for the arrival of Manstein’s forces waged its attack on the latter and destroyed it.

Manstein and Malinovsky fought the battle tooth and nail for ten days. The “Dane” Commander employed all his hard earned world famous battle skills and tried to sneak into enemy cordon but in vain. Since I-Thermovec war planes and aerial rockets used by the Red army for the first time could destroy the major part of the fleet of tanks, it became an absolute necessity for Manstein, who was left alone without any air power, to retreat so that he would be able to save the panzers which were facing the danger of being wiped out in the Cassia cordon. 

And thus, the battle of Stalingrad came to an end. 

German Commander Field Marshal Fredrick Van Boulez, along with twenty three generals and ninety six thousand soldiers surrendered before Colonel General Rokossovsky. The total number of German dead bodies collected and burnt were nearly one hundred forty seven hundred and those who were reported missing were nearly hundred thousand. 

After this war, there ensued Kursk War which the military strategists still consider as one of the most terrific wars ever fought during the Second War. It was in this war that lasted up to eight long days, the loss reported on both sides stood at staggering three thousand war planes, four thousand tanks, and thousands of soldiers.  

It was the last and biggest surprise attack of German army ever occurred on the Russian war front.

In the northern Africa, Filed Marshal Erwin Rommel’s Africa Core Unit which was getting ready to capture Suez Canal was defeated by the recently strengthened eighth division of the British Army at El Ala Fishing harbour. The defeated army unit retreated and took to its toes. 

The American troops descended on the Moroccan shores and established their base there. 

The emergence of Indian Independence Association did serve as panacea in alleviating the woes of Tamils who were living in East Asian Regions in miserable conditions due to war. Thousands of Tamil youths joined Azad Hind Force, the battle wing of the association, and were receiving military training.   

***Chap 18 “Midway” ended***

Note: Chapter 19 “Nee Soon Camp” will be published soon. 

Notes: 

1. Marshal Constantine Rokossovsky was imprisoned for four years upon the charge of conspiring against Communist Regime. After the invasion of Germany he was discharged and made the General of First Division of Siberian Army. Later he became in charge of a group of military divisions and played a pivotal role in the military campaign that led to victory in Stalingrad and was decked with the rank of Field Marshal. 


2.     Field Marshal Ericwan Manstein was the best among the German Commanders. He was an expert in offensive attack, defensive attack and devising war strategies. He was the mastermind behind the Western Europe’s Revival in 1940s. It was reportedly said “Stalin had once mentioned that he (Stalin) would have appointed him as the Chief of Soviet Russia’s War Committee had he not been the Hitler’s general.”            

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