Forward platoon B Company on Little Gib. '53

Forward platoon B Company on Little Gibraltar. 1953

The Sharp End

Now this had to be the very worst of regular positions, on a scale to 10 it would rate minus 3. This delightful little setting was overrun a number of times, but happily not while in our care. We weren't the prettiest unit around, but tended not to lose or misplace hills. This was a lower finger of 355 and poked straight into the guts of Charlie's territory, it was directly below 227 which was one of his strong points. They took great delight in sniping us from there, they in well concealed bunkers whilst we flittered up and down our very sad trench system.

As can be plainly noted from this photo, the area was constantly under barrages of incoming mail. The very depressed looking trees bear witness to that fact. Actually the whole of 355 was once a thriving greenery, and it is again now in the year 2000.

During the night we would dig out the collapsed trenches and fighting pits. Quite often Charlie would have them blown back in the very next day which pleased us no end. Outposts here were 'hairy' jobs, Charlie often sneaked up to try and snatch a prisoner. Not many of the lads dozed off as you could guess. The row of sandbags could well have been the roof of platoon HQ bunker, placed on the blind side of the position. All of the bunkers in this sector had very thick roofs from sheer necessity, they were hit so often by Charlie's very accurate fire.

Every man who served here from November 51 until July 53 fully earnt his pay. Their nerves were as tight as piano wires, the merest sound would send them diving to the ground poste haste. For the uninitiated, a shell or mortar screaming around isn't going to hit you. The one that is about to land in your lap gives but a fraction of a 'swish' as it arrives. The soldier with lightning reflexes can hit the deck at the same time and thus survive. The fellow who was too slow usually became a mess, this was the fate of the 'new chums' most often.

To travel up and down the messy trenches meant a low crouch, and very quick paces. By about mid 52 the Chinese had become so accurate with their mortars and mountain guns, they could literally land a projectile into a fighting pit. This caused the men here to shift observation posts frequently, if Charlie saw the glint of the binoculars in the sun then he reacted quickly and efficiently.

The Australian platoon on this feature had to provide a 'flying patrol' each night. They stood to fully armed and ready to go in the event one of the patrols in disputed territory clashed with Charlie. That happened often enough, but it was the price paid to keep them from our doorstep and it worked.

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