Call Nurse Jenny
“Vehicles lurching from one bomb crater to the next sent clouds of dust over the sweating shoulders of those trying to clear the road of stricken transport on this twenty-second day of February.
The railway bridge over the Sittang River, hastily converted to allow single-file traffic, was making progress slow and hazardous, on top of which a truck had run off the temporary decking, hopelessly blocking the bridge, the tailback now grinding to a standstill.
They were at the mercy not only of enemy... aircraft, but of Allied planes who had been ordered to attack the advancing Japanese but not informed that any troops west of Kyaikto would be British, and thus were strafing the waiting columns out of hand. With more transport being knocked out and more men being killed and wounded, the state of the road became steadily worse.
Beneath a smoking carrier a dozen men lay huddled, heads down, as dive bombers screamed over the muddle of men and machinery. Bullets whining like angry hornets ricocheted off the metal sides of the vehicle, and in the ensuing din Bob Howlett’s voice had as much power as the squeak of a mouse, begging that they make a run for it to the safety of the jungle.MoreLess
The railway bridge over the Sittang River, hastily converted to allow single-file traffic, was making progress slow and hazardous, on top of which a truck had run off the temporary decking, hopelessly blocking the bridge, the tailback now grinding to a standstill.
They were at the mercy not only of enemy... aircraft, but of Allied planes who had been ordered to attack the advancing Japanese but not informed that any troops west of Kyaikto would be British, and thus were strafing the waiting columns out of hand. With more transport being knocked out and more men being killed and wounded, the state of the road became steadily worse.
Beneath a smoking carrier a dozen men lay huddled, heads down, as dive bombers screamed over the muddle of men and machinery. Bullets whining like angry hornets ricocheted off the metal sides of the vehicle, and in the ensuing din Bob Howlett’s voice had as much power as the squeak of a mouse, begging that they make a run for it to the safety of the jungle.MoreLess
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