Panzer Ace is the WWII memoir of a young man of who joined a Panzer regiment in 1940, starting at the bottom and working his way up to be an Oberleutnant and company commander by the end of the war.
While this is a memoir of WW2, it is not a highly known and recognized name. And while it is about panzers and armored warfare, it is not the typical rendering. One can read Liddel Hart, Manstein, Guderian, Rommel, and other treatises and biographies and get all kinds of tactical and strategic information to better understand the development and application of blitzkrieg warfare and the integration of a fast-moving panzer/armored army. In this book, however, you can get a feel for the daily life of those in the tanks. As a former soldier, I enjoyed this. While all the big wigs sit back and make the plans, it’s the guys in the tanks that are doing the work. They are doing and seeing things on the ground at the front, in maneuvers, etc. that the big-name folks don’t experience or don’t write about. It’s not the exciting stuff of vast moving fields of tanks rolling across the Kursk battlefield or the sexiness of Rommel’s army rolling across North Africa with the desert dust clouds being kicked up behind them as the Field Marshall dons his well-known goggles. It’s not Patton striking poses and make grand plans. It’s the dirty, low down, trudging existence of the tanker.
The author describes many battles and skirmishes on the Eastern Front in detail from the sounds and smells to his feelings, to the water leaking through the tanks onto the soldiers, to running out of fuel, to being stopped and having to get out on foot and fight. The everyday life of the tanker on the front is explored in light of the huge moving campaigns everyone is familiar with and in such detail that you can feel like you are there. And if you have served in the field in peace or in war, you can associate with the ups and downs, logistics issues, and other problems they run across. You won’t find this kind of stuff in the biographies of the big names and the huge panorama shots of battles that have been written.
Von Rosen discusses his comrades, regiment level stuff, field repairs, individual unit heroics, the losses, getting stuck in the mud, having to fight door to door in areas where there was a lack of infantry support for implementing the ‘blitzkrieg’ tactics.
He eventually ends up being transferred to the Western Front. So, we get a view of both the Russian/Eastern front and the Western/Allied Post D-Day front.
With the lack of support, repair issues, logistics issues, destroyed and damaged tanks, von Rosen and his teams spent a lot of time running around trying to make repairs, find maintenance help, ammunition, etc. While you’d possibly think there was a lot of non-stop fighting, you might be surprised to learn how much time they spent not actually fighting. Between being stuck in mud, having maintenance issues, destroyed tanks, lack of infantry support, and all the other issues, the action you might expect in a Hollywood rendition of the war is largely missing. Fighting is intense but short.
During the war, von Rosen had commands in Russia, France, and Hungary. His experiences with Operation Barbarossa and Operation Zitadelle are covered. He was injured 5 times if I counted correctly. The last injury was so serious the war ended early for him and infections and issues plagued him for some time afterwards. This was a good thing in some ways because it kept him off the Russian front where many of his comrades had been resent and captured by Soviets at the end of the war. Many died. Others were not released for another 10 years.
But the story goes on to tell of his capture and imprisonment and treatment at the hands of the French occupying forces who were out for revenge. It was nice that he did not hold grudges against the French overlords and ended up serving with them (more later). He was eventually exonerated of French charges and goes on to work in the nascent West German army when it was founded in 1955. In the mid-60s he was the General Staff Officer at the Commander-in-Chief of the Allied Forces in Fontainebleau. He went on to be a Commander of Tank Battalion 294 in the late 60s. Despite the experiences with his French captors and overlords immediately following the war, he served in the early 70s as an Advisor in the French Ministry of Defense. He commanded a Tank Brigade as a Brigadier General in the early/mid 70s. He continues by going on to be a Defense Attaché at the German Embassy – back in Paris. He finishes his long career as the Commander in Chief of the French Armed Forces in Germany in the early 80s until finally retiring.
If I had one complaint about the book, it would be the ending of it. My complaint would be that von Rosen did not explore or document how his experiences influenced any of his roles or decisions in his subsequent post war career. It would have been interesting to see what recommendations he made in both the Bundeswehr and in NATO, especially in his advisory roles in France.
If I had a personal regret, it would be that I had never heard of him. As I served in Germany towards the end of his career, I’d like to imagine what it might have been like to meet him in person and talk about his experiences. As is, I always regretted not at least trying to get to meet Manfred Rommel as I was in his town dozens of times while he was mayor of Stuttgart – not that he would have had a reason to see me 😊. But I wish I had at least tried.
One of von Rosen’s quotes that jumped into my head and stayed there was about the end of the war where he said in a recap of sorts that it was “better end with horror than horror without end”.
I recommend this book highly if you want a view of the tanker life in all its inglorious majesty.