Showing posts with label North Africa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label North Africa. Show all posts

Saturday, March 8, 2025

End Game

 


  

 



  

Rommel's victory in North Africa depended on an

army of bumbling Yanks as an enemy.  Turns out

the GIs learned quickly from their rookie mistakes.

The vaunted Afrika Korps was stalled outside Tebessa

and 21st Panzer was stuck, well short of its objective,

Sbiba.  Both pinned down by Allied fire.


It's Sunday and time had run out.

Rommel's final move was 10th Panzer to take Thala.

The breakthrough must be here and now or this

entire adventure would be a colossal waste.

It's either stampede the Yanks or be caught in a vise,

ground down between two imposing Allied armies.








10th Panzer was too big to be stopped.  

Troops defending Thala worked frantically to get

their men and equipment in place and ready.

They needed more time.


General Dunphie's orders were to slow Rommel down.

Make the panzers pay dearly for every foot they advanced.

Dunphie's Valentine tanks would have to go toe-to-toe,

exchanging blows with German tanks that were a

few armored classes better than Dunphie's best.

Buying time meant sacrificing the tankers manning 

those Valentines.








The Yanks were a worthy opponent, according to

Rommel.  Not as good as the Brits, but they were

learning.  Even as American GIs were running 

from him at Kasserine, Rommel marveled at

the equipment they abandoned.  He was positively

jealous, and concerned.  He had no idea the Yankee

 military could be so well stocked.  And with quality

equipment, as well.  He'd never seen anything like it.


He remarked about knocking out 40 Sherman tanks

and in a couple of days they had all been replaced.

It was like his victory counted for nothing.

Here was a general frustrated.  

He had no answer for this onslaught of military plenty.







It was a soggy experience for everyone at Kasserine.

You were doused by heavy rains and you slogged 

your way through thick mud daily.


That held true for Sunday - day of the final assault

on Thala.  Dunphie's armor did battle and fell back

throughout the day, until they reached the Allied

final line of defense.  Dunphie's jeep was the last

vehicle through.  That should be it.  But wait.

Here comes a Valentine up the road.

Must be stragglers.  Let them in.

Big mistake.

It's the old Trojan Horse ploy.

They were waved on through.


The Nazis captured this Valentine, then drove it

right through the Allied defense.  Rommel's

armor quickly followed.  A melee erupted.

It was chaotic, with tanks and soldiers running about,

firing point blank into one another.  All the while brilliant

flairs drifted down from above giving the view below 

a stark light of almost black and white.  After three hours

both sides retreated from the fight, exhausted.

The battle was a draw.

Thala held.


The clouds parted on Monday.  

 Rommel looked upward and saw overhead hundreds

of Allied planes flying about blue skies,

busy bombing and strafing his men. 

Kasserine was over.  Rommel needed to get his troops

to Mareth.  There was no time to lose.









The map shows why Mareth was so important.

The front line was both fortified and narrow.

Any flanking attempt by Montgomery would be 

channeled through a roundabout pass that should

be easily defended.  But for how long?  Time was

still Rommel's enemy.  Each day new troops, tanks

and planes arrived to strengthen the Allied position

in Tunisia.  Rommel got driblets and empty promises

by comparison, because Germany had problems

with their war in Russia. 

Hitler was losing. 


 










Arnim was right.  Rommel's plan was too ambitious.

The fuel and supplies wouldn't be there for all 

he wanted to do.  Rommel knew this but that just

made his venture a longshot.  Unfortunately, 

every strategy available to the Axis in North Africa

required some longshot maneuver to avoid defeat.


That maneuver was lost at Kasserine.

In Rommel's mind North Africa was gone.

Italy would be the next battlefield.

Imagine how that would go over with 

Mussolini or Hitler.


Rommel was just naive enough to take on

that task.




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©  Tom Taylor








OVER   EASY



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Saturday, February 22, 2025

Sbeitla

  







 Somewhere in the West Point curriculum you'd think

there would be a lesson plan on how to successfully

retreat after getting your butt kicked in battle.  First,

don't run away in panic.  Keep your unit together

as a team with the purpose to fight again another day.

That's easy to say.  You best have the character  

qualities needed to make it happen.


If your a dog-faced GI like Willie and Joe in the cartoons

your job doesn't change when you lose but your attitude

definitely does.  It's dark, nasty humor material.

The masterminds of this catastrophe would be probed

as to why things went so off the charts bad. 

But they first had to survive this disaster.









 17 February, Wednesday dawn


The panzers should be plowing into Sbeitla about now.

Instead they were responding to Yanks escaping from

the Ksaira hilltop.  Intense machine gun and mortar fire,

followed up by tanks moving in, quickly brought 

the Yankees' big escape episode to a close. 


The panzer assault on Sbeitla resumed around noon;

too late to catch the last of the Yanks vacating the town.  

The U.S. 1st Armored division was divvied up and 

off in different directions.  McQuillin's CCA was fortifying

itself outside Sbiba.  CCB, Combat Command B, was

on the road to Thala.  1st Armored HQ was headed to

Tebessa - the nerve center of the Allied front.

 







 Two newly constructed airbases critical to Allied defense  

were now in German hands.  These were Rommel's men,

the Afrika Korps, up from the coast to the south.

The first elements of Montgomery's Eighth Army were 

beginning to arrive opposite the Axis fortification at Mareth.

Rommel believed a skeletal crew would be all the defense

they needed, while the Afrika Korps was off destroying

the Yanks.


Victory in Tunis meant crushing the Yankees now,

before the Axis force was overwhelmed by the

constant arrival of new American units. 

Rommel figured he had a 50-50 chance to succeed.

He liked his odds.



  







 The roads out of Sbeitla were hopelessly clogged

with supply trucks, marching troops and refugees.

The Luftwaffe dive-bombers were busy adding to 

the chaos.  U.S. Army engineers spent the day blowing

up immense divisional stores of fuel, ammo and supplies.

It was chaos and explosions.  It felt like doomsday

to newly arrived troops.  Rumors abounded

with dreadful news.  Here's where the officers

needed to be seen and heard.  Command and control.

Everyone needed to know someone was in charge.


The panzers entered the wrecked town of Sbeitla,

empty of its inhabitants and the American military.

It's here the highway forked.  To the right the road

led to Sbiba and to the left was Kasserine pass.

There would be more than a hundred tanks 

in the area by morning, if all went as planned.










Rommel cannot get past Thala, Sbiba or Tebessa.


The Allied defense was based upon availability.

Find warm bodies to fill the gaps.  Improvise.

It was open tank country beyond any of those three

points.  Rommel would then be up against the

greenest of Allied troops all the way to Bone, his

coastal destination.  Rommel versus the Hardy Boys.

The meager Allied forces in the area couldn't

let that happen.

  








 Rommel needed Arnim's panzers for his assault.

It took Field Marshal Kesselring's intervention

to wrest from Arnim two panzer divisions vital

to Rommel's attacks on Sbiba and Kasserine.


 Arnim had a personal war going with Rommel.

This animosity would be a factor in determining

the coming battle's outcome.  There were

others more important, like a critical lack of 

supplies.  Rommel knew all this but it wouldn't

matter.


The Germans found themselves outnumbered

and cornered.  They were left with relying on

a Hail Mary pass as their only chance at winning.

Their victory was to be bright but brief.





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©  Tom Taylor







OVER   EASY



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Saturday, February 8, 2025

First Blood

  







Saturday 13 Feb.  1:30 pm


American flyers respond to report of enemy trucks

driving north to south just east of Faid.

The pilots strafe and bomb an estimated 100 vehicles

loaded with troops.  As a result 20 trucks are claimed

to have been destroyed.







 13 Feb. Saturday - late afternoon.


German troops begin sporadic shelling of American

troops entrenched atop Djebel Lassouda - 

a hill that guards the road to Sbeitla.  A few

short miles away a second hilltop, Djebel Ksaira,

is similarly fortified with Yanks guarding the highway.








 13 Feb:  Saturday evening


General Eisenhower came to Tebessa to survey

General Fredendall's deployment of US troops.

The commander of II Corps didn't foresee any

major action on this front.  The 1st Armored Division

was scattered about the Sbeitla plain despite

Army doctrine calling for concentrating your armored

power.  There was dissention among Fredendall's

field commanders.  For one thing, he was making 

decisions without knowing the circumstance.

Only once had he even visited the frontline and

his visit there was too brief to assess the terrain.


Eisenhower was not one to interfere.

He deferred tactical decisions to his subordinates.

His commanders were picked with the expectation

they were up to the job.  He left for Constantine 

keeping his beliefs to himself.


A warning from Allied intelligence was just received.

Axis forces would attack in the morning -

Valentine's day.  The question was where.

General Anderson, the front's commander, believed

the assault would be up around Tunis.

An attack into central Tunisia would be a diversion.

Very manageable.








14 Feb. Sunday 4:00 am


German forces attack Sidi Bou Zid.


5:30 am.

Upon his arrival at Constantine, Eisenhower receives

news of fierce fighting around the small Arab village.

General McQuillin of Combat Command A, CCA,

reports his men are holding their own.


He counterattacks with his tanks charging

across an open plain.








 14 Feb. Sunday - midafternoon


Setbacks reported.

Two American infantry battalions were surrounded,

marooned on two separate hilltops near Sidi Bou Zid.

Meanwhile to the south Combat Command A was

fighting for its survival.

The quick, bold charge of tanks was easily repulsed.

The long distance guns on the Tiger tanks easily picked

off all Yankee armor before they ever got close.


Now nothing stood in the way of advancing German armor.








 14 Feb Sunday evening


Germans controlled Sidi Bou Zid.

The Americans were in retreat to Sbeitla.

Their tank battalion destroyed.

Their artillery overrun.  They'd been routed.


The two infantry battalions surrounded on the hilltops

of Lassouda and Ksaira took advantage of darkness

and attempted to escape the German noose by

slipping through enemy lines in small groups of 2 or 3. 


It was an unfair fight.

Battalions of inexperienced GIs taking on

divisions of experienced Panzer troops.

And something else was wrong.

U.S. Army armored doctrine was obsolete.

Someone needed to shake it up.



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©  Tom Taylor







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Saturday, January 25, 2025

Rommel Cornered

  







 He's a loser.  Hitler said it.

Look at what he sees.

Rommel loses at Alamein.

He's currently running from Montgomery.

And he has the audacity to contradict

his Fuhrer.


Hitler expects winning.  

No excuse for delivering less.








Rommel was a celebrity general 

with his reputation on the rocks.

He was being called back to Europe

for reasons of health.  But not just yet.


Let Rommel be Rommel one more time.

He had a plan to route the Yanks and

then turn on Montgomery, whose 

Eighth Army was currently encamped

at Tripoli.

His plan brought out the best in him-

brash confidence; a boxer with

a blinding left hook.








Rommel found a rival.  It was inevitable.

General Arnim was the new teacher's pet.

Hitler's latest golden boy had stopped the 

Allied thrust into Tunisia.

Now Arnim controlled his own German army

in North Africa.


Rommel's plan required Arnim's full support.

Support meant turning his army over to Rommel.

Arnim thought Rommel reckless.







 What a beast.  The Tiger 1 - best tank anywhere

on the globe.  Here was the blade to Rommel's

plan.  A flotilla of these tanks coming at you

at thirty miles an hour, firing all the way.

Heaven help us.


The Yankee line would look like tenpins

hit by a bowling ball.  Strike.









 Suddenly we're at war and now we need a tank.

The M3.  Not bad for a rush job.

Still these tankers were mere shooting gallery

ducks in the gunner's scope of a Tiger 1.

Definitely not a fair fight.








 The American commander of II Corps was AWOL,

secure but blind in his bunker sixty miles from

the front line.  His troops were drifting about

without instruction.  They knew how to fire their M1,

but not much more.  


Three thousand of them were silently marched off

to Nazi prison camp after Kasserine.

It was first in the string of bad news that results 

 when the wings of prayer meet unforgiving gravity.


Heads would roll.




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©  Tom Taylor







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Saturday, January 11, 2025

Algiers

 






 

 The politics among French generals, their jealousies

and feuds with one another, often determined the greeting

received by the Americans.  How did you feel about Petain -

patriot or puppet?  Did being anti-Nazi make you a traitor?

At the time, only Churchill appreciated Charles de Gaulle's

leadership talents.  The Free French cause was still

only a distant rumble.







The game plan for taking Algiers was from the same

blue print used to take Oran, but hopefully without the

resulting lose of life.  A destroyer packed with 

Allied soldiers made a daring dash, under fire,

the length of the harbor, successfully capturing

their objective .  The landed infantry were soon

surrounded, surrendering only when their

ammunition had run out.








Mistakes were made up and down the line. 

No one escaped the harsh judgment of reality.

How do you feel about a game using

human lives as chess pieces?  

Can you make a decision on the basis of little

knowledge and a good deal of hunch?

Under these circumstances a desk in Washington 

is the preferred destination for most. 








The Allied goal was to take nearby Tunis, quickly

ending the war in North Africa.  Despite the sometimes

hideous cost of inexperience, the risks taken 

were worth it.  On the job training errors

produced fatalities.  Give it a curse word 

of disgust, then move on.


Success validates the cost.













The six engine Gigant provided Hitler with overnight 

delivery of combat infantry and vehicles.  It was a

short hop from Sicily to Tunis.  German troops

were already making their presence know in Tunisia

even as the Yanks were mopping up Vichy

opposition in Algiers.








 Hitler just upped the ante with these troops added

to his pile of North African poker chips.  

They were a real fun bunch.

The Yanks would soon meet up with them

just down the road at a mountain pass

named Kasserine.




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©  Tom Taylor






OVER   EASY



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