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Maurice Naylor at his Graduation from Manchester University
Maurice
Naylor served in 53 Brigade of
the 135th Field Regiment, 18th Division. He was captured by the Japanese
following the
surrender of Singapore and endured years in Japanese POW camps.
Soon after his release and return to Britain he wrote an account of
his experiences using pencil diary notes made throughout his captivity,
now held in the archives of the Second World War Experience Centre along
with a waterproof pouch containing letters and cards sent to Maurice
by his family.
A deluge of rain and a heaving sea greeted us when
we stepped on deck on the morning of January 13, 1942. All that
night and previous day we
had been on the alert for submarines and enemy aircraft, but it was obvious
that the present torrential rain would serve as an effective screen against
air attacks. About nine o'clock the convoy split up - one
part going to Keppel Harbour, Singapore, and we, on The Mount Vernon,
proceeding to the Naval Base at the north end of the island. We docked
about ten o'clock with the rain still cascading down. After a journey
of 22,000 miles, lasting eleven weeks, we had at last arrived at our
destination.
Disembarkation began immediately, and by 2pm the
135th Field Regiment, RA, were on the quay-side, soaked
to the skin, clambering aboard trucks which were to take them to
Nee Soon Cantonment. Preparations for our arrival were negligible,
consisting merely of the erection of a number of tents in a rubber
plantation in the cantonment. Soaked as we were, we set to, and
diverted the numerous small streams running through the tents before
they were in any degree habitable. At that time, as we cursed the
rain, little did we know that ninety Jap planes had been over the
approaches to Singapore, looking for our convoy which was so effectively
screened by low clouds and pouring rain.
The next days were spent making feverish preparations
to go into action; unloading stores and equipment: drawing guns
and vehicles from ordnance, and overhauling signalling equipment.
The Japs were advancing rapidly down Malaya, and we had to go into
action as early as possible. The infantry of 53 Brigade went up
on the 15th and by the 17th we were also ready.
During this interim period we had our first unpleasant taste of
pattern bombing, and it was woefully obvious we had no support at
all. A(nti) A(ircraft) defences were useless against aircraft flying
at such a height. The few Brewster Buffaloes left on the island
were quite antiquated crates which soon disappeared. After leaving
Singapore to go up country I never saw a friendly aircraft again
until 1944 in Siam.
On January 18, "C" Troop went into action
and took up coastal defence positions at Pontran Keckil in Jahore,
about thirty five miles from Singapore. Meanwhile one officer and
four other ranks, including myself, went to Kukup in order to occupy
an island by the name of Pulu Pisang as a FOO to warn the mainland
of the expected invasion of the Japs. Pulu Pisang was nine miles
from the coast, and we maintained communications by helio and lamp;
wireless was a failure. In the first days we had no means of retreat,
when we were sent on this mission we were not expected to return.
The first attempt to reach this island on the night
of the 18th ended in failure. The native driver of the small launch
in which we set out either could not or would not take us to the
island in the dark in spite of the threat of Lieut. Moser's revolver.
After careering round the Straits of Malacca for over four hours,
going aground on mud banks, and colliding with fishing traps, we
eventually steered our way back to Kakup by means of the large fires
blazing at Singapore, forty miles away. Lieut. Moser reported to
the Commanding Officer of the Ghurkas, and we were told to leave
first thing the following morning and occupy the island at all costs.
Actually it was the following evening before we eventually arrived,
together with a section of Ghurkas, and after bidding good-bye to
the officer who had brought us over, we clambered up the 500 feet
of the lighthouse, the top of which was to serve as an observation
post and signalling station.
With an interval of two days, we remained there until
January 29, waiting for the landing which never came, and listening
to the rumble of guns coming nearer and nearer as our forces retreated
down Malaya. From the lighthouse on a clear day we could survey
fifty miles of coastline, and see across the Straits of Malacca
to Sumatra. Several times we had alarms when unidentified craft
appeared inshore and consequently we had practically no sleep. We
had to keep up a constant watch and also maintain communications
- no easy task for five men.
After the first three days we were joined by Units
of the Royal Navy who, operating with shallow draught launches,
took great risks in going inshore and evacuating troops cut off
by the Japanese up country. We co-operated in this work and acted
as liaison between the Army and Navy in making arrangements for
evacuation. Altogether over 2,000 men were taken off by these means
and sent to Singapore.
It was in one of these launches that we eventually
escaped. On January 29, the situation was so serious on the mainland
that a general withdrawal to Singapore island was ordered. On the
night of the 29th we left Pulu Pisang, and apart from
a hectic twenty minutes when we ran into a minefield; arrived without
further incident at Keppel Harbour, Singapore, at 9.00 am the following
morning.
When we arrived in Singapore everything was in confusion,
nobody knew where different units were, and it took us two days
before we at last contacted the Regiment. On the 1 February we arrived
at "C" Troop Gun Position just off the Mandai Road. Our
guns were covering the sector east of the causeway overlooking Johore
Bahru. In the evening I went up to the OP to relieve the signaller
there. Everything was quiet as the Japs had then occupied the town
opposite. I spent the next day sending down fire orders - registering
the guns - and fixing up telephones and an exchange. I was relieved
in the evening and went back to the Gun Position to rest.
By the 3rd, Japs had been observed in
Jahore and our guns fired intermittently all day. On the evening
of the 4th I went up to the OP. Almost as soon as I arrived
there, a gas alarm went but fortunately it was a false alarm. The
OP had been heavily shelled that day and it was decided to move
the OP to a wireless station further along the coast. The move took
place that night. It was dark and we could see no light, and it
was very difficult to move the telephones and exchange and install
them in their new positions. However the job was completed by dawn
and we sat down to await developments. They soon came. At 10 o'clock
shells landed in front and behind us and we were soon receiving
direct hits. The wireless station at first sight seemed to be constructed
of steel and concrete, but to our dismay it turned out to be merely
lath and plaster. Baulks of timber and plaster showered down on
us and after about a dozen hits, and with the guns still firing
Captain Crick decided to evacuate temporarily. Brown and I were
detailed to make the first run for it. As we dashed out two shells
landed within a few yards of me, and I was hurled to the ground
and severely grazed my arms. However I had not been hit, and in
a few seconds I had reached the shelter of the jungle. Several rounds
followed us in, and as a plane was hovering around it was pretty
obvious that the shoot out had to be controlled from the air. Soon
after we had left, the firing increased and Captain Crick remained
at the OP. Meanwhile Brown and I continued back to the gun position
on foot as we had been ordered to do and reported the position.
Some of the pencil notes Maurice made whilst in captivity and later used to write his memoir.
I volunteered to go up again that night to clear
the lines and everything was quiet then apart from the roaring of
flames from an oil tank blazing nearby. I got back to the Gun Position
early next morning after two nights without sleep. I slept all day
and went up again at night to reel in lines at our first OP (Observation
Point) which were no longer required. The following day, the 7th,
was spent maintaining equipment. I received some mail, the first
since leaving home, and sent a cable home.
The OP was moved again on the 7th, this
time to the top of a hill a bit further away from the coast and
on the 8th I went up there with Lieut. Gamble. During the night
the coast was heavily shelled, fires blazed, and distress signals
went up from the sector to the west of the causeway, held by the
Australians. For some reason the Australians had withdrawn and the
Japs landed practically unopposed. When dawn broke we could see
many Jap invasion barges bringing troops across and although not
in our sector, we opened fire with two guns and severely punished
the enemy. We also fired on the causeway to prevent troops crossing.
We were relieved at 9am on the 9th and
after reporting back to the command post, I went forward with Sgt.
Edwards to reel in our lines to the coast. We contacted no Japanese
though we were told by a Ghurka officer they were very close, apparently
turning our left flank which the Australians had left unprotected.
Guns were firing continually all morning, but when we arrived back
at the Gun Position we were astonished to see the last gun out of
action, and disappearing up the road. Reports had been received
that the Japs were surrounding us and we were ordered to move immediately
to a prepared position at Nee Soon.
We grabbed our kit, climbed on M2 and sped off down
the road, rifles ready, with Jap planes flying low overhead. We
arrived safely at Nee Soon but no sooner had we arrived then we
were shelled again; we laid one line as quickly as possible, but
almost immediately we were again ordered to pack up and we departed
to Sembawang Aerodrome. Here we received orders to make a final
stand, and fight to the last man, and we started digging feverishly.
However in the confusion the orders were countermanded and we moved
forward again into Nee Soon. It was now dusk and the Japs were believed
to be actually in Nee Soon, but we got through safely and turned
south for Singapore.
We had been in action for three weeks with practically
no rest and we were feeling very tired, so that when we went into
a hide, we dropped off to sleep at once and slept heavily until
the morning.
We spent all the next day, the 10th, at
this hide; our guns went into action for a short while and we were
shelled occasionally and towards evening we moved up into Singapore
itself and went into a cemetery. Up to this time we had believed
we would be evacuated, and we envisaged another Dunkirk, but we
now realised that there was no hope of this, and that we were doomed
either to be killed or worse still, taken prisoner.
The final phases of the battle were now being enacted.
The Japs occupied half the island, Singapore was blazing, and we
were short of ammunition. Civilian casualties from bombing were
mounting at an alarming rate. There was still, however, a determination
to fight to the last and the next day fierce counter attacks by
the infantry led to some of the bitterest fighting of the war on
the Bukit Timah Golf Course.
During the night of the 10th/11th we
were shelled in the cemetery, and we were very glad to move out
next morning to our final position on the Bukit Timah road. It was
a bad position and our guns were only able to fire in one direction;
furthermore we could not get adequate personal protection as we
reached water at 18 inches.
Our communications were continually being cut, and
I was very busy on the wireless which seemed to work better here
than in Malaya.
On the 11th and 12th we were
bombed and shelled from time to time, and once we had to reload
ammunition under shell fire with bombers roaring overhead.
The worst day of action was the 13th-
Friday the 13th- and we were heavily shelled at night
having four casualties. In spite of the shelling and bombing we
were extraordinarily lucky as we had practically no casualties,
though other troops around had many. The fact was that the enemy
never really discovered our position and the shells we kept receiving
were meant for a crossroads some 100 yards behind us.
On the 14th the Japs sent up an observation
balloon and the shelling became more accurate. The fact that they
could use such an obsolete method of observation showed the complete
absence of air support. Jap planes flew around all day unhindered
and as they knew all our movements and we knew none of theirs, we
were severely handicapped. Added to this, observed shooting was
almost impossible without planes because the trees obscured all
enemy movements.
Towards dusk on the 14th some Indian troops
panicked and for two hours shots were flying all around us until
at last we managed to quieten things down. Nobody knew what was
happening and we could get no information. About 8pm we received
a wireless message that tanks had broken through about 1000 yards
in front of us, and were coming down the road but nothing appeared,
though we turned the guns up the road, preparing to fire over open
sights.
The 15th started with the usual shelling
at dawn, but nothing unusual happened until about 11 o'clock when
we saw two cars going up the road towards the Japs, flying a Union
Jack and a white flag. We were astounded as we realised it was all
over, that we were going to capitulate.
All day rumours went flying around and about 4pm
we were told to destroy our guns and equipment and cease fire. A
final air raid took place at 6pm and we then moved back to the cemetery,
an appropriate ending to the tragedy.
General Beckwith Smith in an Order of the Day to
the 18th Division said that the Division had been thrown
piece-meal into a battle that was already lost, against an enemy
vastly superior in numbers and without air support or sea support.
It never had the chance to prove itself as one of the finest trained
divisions that had left England.
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