During World War II, Burma was the most important Asian area of military operations for the British. They had lost Singapore, Malaya and Hong Kong, and the advancing Japanese not only wanted to attack a British imperial possession but also to cut the supply route into China that ran from Rangoon to Lashio -- the famous Burma Road. The British army quickly retreated -- the longest retreat in its history, Jon Latimer says in Burma: The Forgotten War. Thereafter, they were fighting what must have sometimes seemed like a rearguard action.
Important though the war in Burma was, it was felt that it was widely ignored elsewhere. The Americans had other priorities, notably the defeat of Japan (though they were keen to do everything they could to help Chiang Kai-shek (蔣介石), busy in China fighting both the Japanese and the Communists). As for the British, their attention was on the fighting in North Africa and later Europe. Burma was seen as a long way away.
Burma in peacetime could appear something of a paradise, with its charming people, profuse flowering vegetation and tranquil Buddhist temples. But wartime conditions were appalling -- diarrhea, dysentery, sodden bedding, mildew, malaria, cholera, scrub typhus and field hospitals where major surgery was routine -- limbs amputated on all sides, with bullet and bayonet wounds, hideous head injuries and horrendous burns everywhere commonplace.
In compensation, the British drank tea made in someone's sock, perhaps attended a one-off concert by the singer Vera Lynn and lived with the constant fear of letters from home saying their girlfriends couldn't wait for them. (The Japanese soldiers didn't even get personal mail, merely letters from schoolchildren urging them to fight hard for their country).
The British leaders who dominate this book are Louis Mountbatten, William Slim and Orde Wingate.
Mountbatten, a member of the royal family, was, according to Latimer, the youngest Supreme Commander since Napoleon.
Slim, in total contrast, was the son of an impoverished Birmingham ironmonger, and in his teens had taught elementary school in a deprived inner-city area to make money, as well as writing short stories under a pseudonym. A professional soldier since World War I, he became commander of the Burma Corps shortly after the evacuation of Rangoon. He was noted for his cool-headedness under stress, and was knighted in the field in December 1944 by special permission of King George VI. The book contains a photo of the ceremony conducted by the Viceroy of India, Field-Marshal Archibald Wavell, with Mountbatten looking on.
Wingate was a typical English eccentric who became a legend. Considered by many to be obsessive, rude and overbearing, he was seen by others as a brilliant tactician and even a mystic. He ordered his troops to eat one raw onion a day and wear shorts whenever it rained. He was fond of buffalo milk and hard-tack biscuits, and considered his men didn't need that much more either, onions excepted. His specialty was attacking behind the Japanese lines. The press back in Britain, badly in need of heroes in 1942, inevitably compared him to Lawrence of Arabia.
Training was severe -- at one point 70 percent of Wingate's men were on, or trying to get on, the sick list. Wingate had this percentage reduced to 3 percent following what he grimly described as "certain measures" taken in cooperation with the medics. His small guerrilla-like units became known as "Chindits," a word derived from a mythical creature that guarded Burmese temples, and he supplied them mostly from the air, a novelty at the time. He died in an air crash in 1944.
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