Although it was considered a secondary theater by the British and Americans, the fighting in Burma was protracted and intense. Britain was trying to hold onto its increasingly fraying empire, and having lost Burma, failure to stop the Japanese would have led to losing India as well. The Americans were not keen to prop up the empire, but since Burma was essential to resupplying the Nationalist Chinese armies, whose presence tied down hundreds of thousands of Japanese troops, they provided essential logistics support to keep the British effort going.
Burma was at the end of a long and perilous supply chain for the Japanese, which became even more difficult as the Allies gained air supremacy and their submarines patrolled the sea routes in ever increasing numbers. As such, it would have been very helpful if the retreating British and Indian forces conveniently left behind vast quantities of weapons, ammunition, food, and fuel, which is exactly what they did. The initial defensive efforts were chaotic and poorly coordinated as the British forces stumbled back into India.
This book contains 62 recollections by Japanese soldiers who fought in Burma. Most of them were infantrymen, but there are some support troops represented, two accounts of nurses, and one from a fighter pilot. The selections are short, many only a page or so, and relate specific incidents or memories. Oral histories are popular these days, but the reader must be judicious in deciding what the believe; these are the tales of old men recorded decades after the events they describe, so there had been plenty of time to forget or burnish their memories.
Nevertheless, the book provides a perspective that Western readers do not often get. These soldiers were not the mindless, suicidal, emperor-worshiping automatons as often depicted. Instead, they paint a picture of loyalty, comradeship, and perseverance equal to anything on the Allied side. They paid a heavy price: “Due to the acute and worsening shortage of materiel, and poor planning by stubborn generals, 61 per cent of the 305,501 Japanese soldiers who fought in Burma were killed or died of wounds, disease, malnutrition and starvation, so that only 118,352 returned home by 1947.” (p. 10)
The selections are in chronological order, so the first one show the relatively easy victories at the beginning of 1942. One thing that comes through time and again is how fluid the lines were; commanders did not even know where their own troops were, much less the location of the enemy. As such, a number of the accounts speak of British or Indian tanks, armored cars, or troops moving unconcernedly up to, and even into Japanese lines, where they were quickly dispatched. As the Allied troops retreated in haste and confusion they often left warehouses full of food and ammunition that the Japanese were happy to take, and when roads were blocked by damaged or disabled vehicles, tanks and trucks were often abandoned intact to the pursuers. Had the British high command managed a more coherent retreat, the material shortages that plagued the Japanese in the last years of the war would have become apparent early on.
There is also no mention of harsh treatment toward the native peoples in these recollections. In fact, they are shown happily welcoming Japanese troops to their towns and homes, and giving them whatever food they had. As I read these accounts, I kept thinking back to Max Hastings’s Retribution: The Battle for Japan, 1944-45, where he writes, “The British, French and Dutch had much to be ashamed of in their behaviour towards their own Asian subject peoples. Nothing they had done, however, remotely matched the extremes, or the murderous cruelty, of Japan’s imperialists.” The Japanese are known to have frequently behaved with astounding barbarity, convinced that their racial superiority meant that no other peoples were of any concern to them.
The closest the book comes to anything like this is a sideways comment that might not even have been intentional. When Allied prisoners were captured who had show exceptional consideration for Japanese killed in the fighting, such as taking the time to carefully wrap enemy bodies, there might be a comment where the commander says that these prisoners are not to be harmed, with the unspoken implication that harm was very much the norm.
I first heard of this book when it was cited in Michael Lowry’s Fighting Through to Kohima, about the Japanese Imphal/Kohima offensive from April-June 1944. Lowry's book is a first-person account by the young British officer, describing the fierce fighting as British and Indian forces attempted to dislodge the Japanese from hills around the town, where they were dug in with overlapping fields of fire and the front lines were often only feet apart. Reading it made me curious about the battle from the perspective of the other side, which is why I sought out this book.
Indeed, the most riveting chapters of this book describe the Kohima offensive. Just to get there the Japanese forces had to cross the Arakan mountains, which were steep and up to 3000 meters high, so the soldiers suffered greatly from the cold. Even at the beginning there were not enough supplies to sustain them, so one division was tasked with taking a herd of cows with them as food, but the cows could not navigate the steep hills, and were lost before the battle began.
The initial assault overcame determined but scattered resistance and the Japanese were able to capture most of the high ground around the town, including, critically, the main source of fresh water. Even as they held on tenaciously, shortages of food and ammunition began to weaken the Japanese hold on the area, leading to improvised tactics for resupply: “We ran out of ammunition and food, so sometimes we went out to attack an enemy position at night, and when the enemy ran away after firing several rounds, we collected rations, bullets and grenades, and used them the next day.” (p. 170)
Eventually, the British build-up of troops and material recaptured the town and the Japanese were forced to retreat. Descriptions of the withdrawal back over the Arakan mountains brought to mind the unfathomable suffering of Napoleon’s troops during the retreat from Moscow. Already weakened by disease and malnutrition, and exhausted by endless marches in difficult terrain, the monsoon season broke on them as they were attempting to cross back over the mountains, turning the roads into seas of cold, slippery mud. Unit cohesion broke down, and men trudged onward, heedless of the suffering around them. Many, unable to go further, committed suicide or simply crawled off to the side of the road to die. “We called the road the ‘Human Remains Highway’. What happened here was beyond the bounds of acceptable human behaviour. It was a vision of hell.” (p. 197)
By the time the remnants reached safety, the divisions had been ruined as fighting forces. “After the attack our rifle companies which originally had 180 men each were reduced to four in the 5th, four in the 6th, sixteen in the 7th and none in the 8th.” (p. 169)
By the beginning of 1945 the tide of battle had turned, and the Allies were able to use their great superiority in tanks to penetrate the Japanese lines over and over. The fighting continued to be bitter and protracted, but the end was no longer in doubt, and by the time the emperor ordered his troops to lay down their arms in August 1945, the Japanese had been pushed entirely out of Burma and back into Thailand.
This was a worthwhile book to read, giving a new perspective on the war. Another book I highly recommend is James MacDonald Fraser’s Quartered Safe Out Here, one of the great memoirs of World War II, recounting his experiences as a teenage infantryman in Burma in the last year of the war. Fraser would later be known for his Flashman series of comic novels, and as a Hollywood screenwriter for movies such as Force 10 from Navarone and the James Bond film Octopussy.