The Battle of the Marmarica was fought as the opening stages of
Operation Compass. It was fought in
December of 1940 between attacking British Commonwealth Forces and
defending Italian forces.
Background
The Italians had
invaded Egypt in September of 1940. In three days they advanced as
far as Sidi Barrani. The Italian advance encountered little
opposition. The bulk of the British forces were many miles ahead of
them in Mersa Mutrah. After the initial advance to Sidi Barrani,
the Italians set up defensive positions in five fortified camps and
waited.
Contemporary Account of the Battle of the
Marmarica
The following is Time Magazine's contemporary
write-up describing the British attack on the Italian positions:
"The moon set soon after midnight in a swirl of blowing sand.
Everything was ready. The main body had sneaked up in a remarkable
rush, from Matruh the day and night before, 60 miles in one haul,
and now they settled down on the cold sands for a valuable nap.
Mechanized forces had deployed earlier in a sharp curve to the
south and west, using the moonlight to dodge scrub and big desert
boulders.
In the stinging blown sand they lay, a polyglot army:
Britons, Anzacs, Indians, even some Poles and Free Frenchmen,
40,000 men at most. They manned little tanks, big
cruiser tanks, and cruel
little balloon-tired armored cars capable of 40 m.p.h. and carrying
six machine guns each for killing.
Winston Churchill called them The
British and Imperial Army of the Nile, but scattered on the dark
desert, they looked insignificant. The well-armed Italians slept in
their camps.
Head of the expedition was Major General
Richard Nugent O'Connor, a Scot with
an Irish name, who won a silver medal from the Italians for valor
on the Piave Italian front in 1917. Sir
Henry
Maitland Wilson, Commander of the forces in Egypt, had planned
this whole adventure on his flower-crowded island in the Nile at
Cairo with General Sir
Archibald Wavell, Commander in Chief of the
Army of the Middle East, who blessed it with a ringing Order of the
Day: ". . . In everything but numbers we are superior to the enemy.
We are more highly trained. We shoot straighter. We have better
equipment. Above all, we have stouter hearts and greater
traditions. . . ."
Surprise! Surprise! Behind them in the East
the first coldness of daylight spread. At the assigned hour, all
units moved. Motors roared. The force facing Maktila and Sidi
Barrani made a great noise of gunfire and show. More quietly,
holding fire, the second force to the south of Sidi Barrani swung
in to attack Italian camps on the desert flank. A third force
farther west headed hard for the coast near Buqbuq.
The first
blow of the attack was driven home by the
Royal Air Force (R.
A. F.) under command of Air Commodore
Raymond
Collishaw, who got the second highest bag of any British flier
in World War I (60 planes) and about the most decorations.
Everything the R. A. F. could get off the ground went out—from
slick new
Hurricanes recently brought East, to heavy
old
Glosters. vibrating like aerial pianos.
Just as the Germans did on May 10 in the Low Countries, the R. A.
F. and the Fleet Air Arm blinded the enemy. British squadrons
bombed airfields from Sidi Barrani right to Tripoli. For hours the
Italians could only guess what was happening. At the same time the
British Fleet swung in to bombard Maktila, Sidi Barrani and the
Italians' road to the rear. The Italians were attacked
simultaneously from the right (land) flank by tanks, from the left
(sea) flank by the fleet, from the top (air) flank by the R. A. F.
Some of the Italians were at breakfast when the first shells
dropped in their camps, shells from the east making them think a
frontal attack was coming. A few moments later the British tanks
came thundering in from the rear. A camp called Nibeiwa protected
the desert flank of the main forward body of Italians at Sidi
Barrani. The British tanks roaring in from the rear stampeded
horses and mules through the camp. British fire was so severe that
the Italians never even reached their own tanks. Said an Italian
officer afterward: "It was the nearest thing to hell ever seen on
earth." General Pietro Maletti, the Italian commander, died with a
bullet through his chest. Two thousand prisoners were captured, and
only one British tank was destroyed.
The Clean-Up. Sidi Barrani
was outflanked. Soon whole camps of Libyans surrendered. The fleet
at sea could hear the tank commanders talking to each other by
radio. One called: "I am stopped in the middle of 200—no, 500
men—their hands up. For heaven's sake, send up the bloody
infantry."
Confusion, the condition attackers most desire,
blossomed in unexpected dimensions. At sea the warships steamed
leisurely along, pounding at the camps, chewing the supply road
which Marshal
Rodolfo Graziani had shored up with 150,000
lorries-full of Libyan stone. The Italians, completely fooled by
the fake frontal attack, thought of home, and began to run. The
British caught up to a colonel in his pajamas, his bag packed for a
hasty trip.
The attacking force heading for the coast made
excellent time. A tank commander radioed: "I have just reached the
first Buq in Buqbuq." At the coast their force turned sharp right,
and at the same time the frontal feint materialized into a real
frontal attack and the inland force drove north. All three forces
were thus converging on Sidi Barrani. Within their net lay three
Italian divisions.
Soon prisoners became a problem because of
their numbers. Units of the fleet moved in to ferry them to
Alexandria. Near Matruh was a special barbed-wire pen for the
elite. Here, only generals, colonels and majors were sent. Colonel
Carmelo Guisfreda, General Maletti's second in command, was full of
gallantry: "The action was brilliantly conceived and even more
brilliantly executed."
Italian morale, what with Taranto and
Greece to reflect on, was naturally not high. But as soon as they
were captured the soldiers were cheerful enough. One of them said:
"The British gave us a big shock attacking from the rear. Well,
what we want right now is to get some place where we can write to
our families."
By the end of the third day, Sidi Barrani had
fallen. The British had taken at least 15,000 prisoners. The main
battle was over. The next move, to be undertaken without a pause,
was to chase the enemy to Libya.
Rout. The fighting was taking
place on the coastal plain, which the Italians call the Marmarica.
Some 30 miles inland from Buqbuq an escarpment juts suddenly above
the desert, 300-600 feet high. This escarpment runs diagonally
towards the coast and meets it at Salum, hard by the Libyan border.
Were it a man-made barrier like China's Great Wall, the escarpment
could be no more effective as a wall against land warfare. At Salum
just two precipitous gullies run from the plain to the top of the
plateau and Libya. Into those bottlenecks the British chased the
remainder of what British communiques calmly called "the beaten
Italian Army." This week they captured Salum and Fort Capuzzo.
The rout was terrible. While British mechanized columns pruned
and hacked, the R. A. F. poured bombs and machine-gun lead on motor
transport, camps, supply depots, airdromes, and on the soldierly
runners. The fleet moved along, throwing everything but the gun
turrets at the coastal road. At Bardia some vessels edged in just a
half mile from shore and pumped their biggest shells into the town.
The fleeing Italians abandoned everything, leaving large supplies
of tinned food, oil, water, Chianti, mules, lorries, truckloads of
documents, new tanks, guns.
This week Italian communiques
admitted that the British had crossed the border, and that there
was fierce fighting in the Salum-Bardia-Fort Capuzzo triangle.
Italians tried to break up British naval bombardment of the area by
sending in the submarine Naiade. Destroyers screening bigger
vessels closed in on the Naiade and sank her at once. The R. A. F.
carried on tirelessly, and the bag of Italian planes grew into the
dozens.
Said the Italian radio last week: "We fail to see the
reason for this hysterical condition into which the British press
and the British radio have whipped themselves over a temporary
advance of a few miles. The very fact that this zone has been
crossed by the British in a very short time, and by the Italians,
on the previous occasion, in a shorter time still, only goes to
prove that the feat can be done."
The difference was that the
British had lost nothing like 26,000 prisoners, as the Italians did
last week, that the British retired in good order with their army
intact. In the battle of the Marmarica the Italians lost all their
advance forces. Probably nearly a quarter of their Army in Libya
was destroyed as a fighting force. They had lost even more valuable
supplies and equipment. It appeared that Egypt would be safe from
Italian attack for at least months to come." <ref>Time
Magazine, Monday, Dec. 23, 1940</ref>
See Also
Operation
CompassReferences
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