1941. A young German-Australian soldier meets a passionate Cretan girl, and together, they are caught up in guerrilla warfare during the brutal Nazi invasion of Crete. A heartfelt, sweeping saga of WWII, from the peaceful farmlands of NSW to the Mediterranean's glittering, dangerous shores.
The Battle of Crete, codenamed Operation Mercury, was a major Axis airborne and amphibious undertaking that began on the morning of 20 May 1941, with multiple German airborne landings on Crete. Greek and other Allied forces, along with Cretan civilians, defended the island. After only one day of fighting, the Germans had suffered heavy casualties, and the Allied troops were confident that they would defeat the invasion. The next day, through communication failures, Allied tactical hesitation, and German offensive operations, Maleme Airfield in western Crete fell, enabling the Germans to land reinforcements and overwhelm the defensive positions on the north of the island. Allied forces withdrew to the south coast in Sfakia. >50% were evacuated by the British Royal Navy, and the remainder surrendered or joined the Cretan resistance.
In early April, airfields at Maleme and Heraklion and the landing strip at Rethymno on the north coast were ready, and another strip at Pediada-Kastelli was nearly finished. After the German invasion, the role of the Crete garrison changed to repel an invasion. There were the Maleme-Chania and Rethymno-Heraklion sectors. Cretan civilians joined the battle using makeshift weaponry. As most Cretan partisans had no dress-code, the Germans felt free of all of the constraints of the Hague Conventions and killed armed and unarmed civilians indiscriminately. Immediately after Crete fell, a series of collective punishments against civilians began.
In Australia, internee lives depended on whether the camp was purpose built, location, climate, the particular people in the camp, and the personality of the officer in charge. In all-male camps, internees faced depression, anxiety and psychological disorders. To combat this, some camps functioned as mini-societies, believing in the German proverb,"Rast ich,so rost ich."-meaning When I rest, I rust.