December 15th: counterattacks
Posted: Thu Jun 22, 2017 9:30 pm
Morning of December 16th
The melancholy about the war was manifesting itself in weather today. Rain assaulted the defenders of Batavia more furiously than the Japanese ever could. Imposing steel-gray clouds filled the skies. Lieutenant General Van Den Heuvel stood unmolested by the weather in Batavia Harbor. It was his desire to meet with their latest guests. They were wise to send a telegram of their intentions the prior day. The harsh weather was only making the troops more jumpy. Had he not warned the commanding officers of the Coastal garrisons to stand down, the men might've fired on the first distant silhouettes they saw moving in. But he too feared that they would spot Japanese ships moving towards Batavia before they saw friends arrive. For once, he was glad to be wrong.
A fleet of 8 ships moved into the harbor, flying the banner of the Royal Navy. People in sight of the harbor cheered as the ships moved by. One of the British cruisers came to a stop close to where Van Den Heuvel waited. In a few seconds a boarding ramp was extended and a man who looked to be a high-ranking naval officer strolled towards him.
"Good morning, General! Rear Admiral Reed, Royal Navy. I'm most pleased by this towns hospitality!"
"We're pleased to see the British are making such a substantial contribution to the defense of the islands, Admiral Reed. I'm aware that many of your ships are in port at Soerbaja, but additional security on the eastern side of the island was not something I'd expected." The only Warship in Batavia up until was the British cruiser Danae, of the same class as the ones present in this new fleet.
Admiral Reed beamed. "Ah, General, you are most mistaken! My ships will only stay here until such time as they have refueled. Then, we shall be sailing straight into the jaws of our foe."
Van Den Heuvel was rather shocked. The General allied consensus about engaging the Japanese seemed to be exclusively rooted in a decisive destruction of whatever large invasion fleet would be heading to Java. Then again, he was not an Admiral.
"Where will your fleet be striking the Japanese?" He asked, though the answer was obvious. Reed looked more pleased than annoyed at the prospect of describing his mission.
"Our target is Sumatra. We will meet the Imperial invasion fleet at Palembang, drive off the escorts, and catch their transports as they are withdrawing or unloading troops. The amphibious invasion has all but confirmed our intelligence estimates of how many warships are escorting the fleet, and our own force will be able to thoroughly overmatch them. I fear we will not arrive in time to eliminate many troops still embarked, but the ships we will destroy are not easily replaceable. It's long past time for the British Empire to show the upstart Japanese that they cannot invade anywhere with impunity!"
"If I may ask, what is the strength of the invasion fleet?"
"We have confirmed the presence of a single light cruiser and half a dozen destroyers escorting a similar amount of transports. Against that, I will be leading three light cruisers and six destroyers into battle."
"You think this is enough?"
"Most certainly. To bring an excess of ships to a night engagement would bring undue confusion to our fleet. Besides, the men on these ships are some of the worlds finest. And not unversed in fighting either. I've got a survivor of the first surface engagement of this theatre under my command-" He pointed to a destroyer with an Australian flag. "-Vampire. She's hungry for blood, don't you worry! We could've brought the other survivor of the battle out too, but she needs another day in the yards to be in proper fighting shape. We can't afford to delay!"
They certainly couldn't. The men defending Palembang needed a miracle, and this looked to be it. The invasion commenced in the night of the 14th with a transport hitting a mine. The same transport not only weathered the mine, but multiple artillery hits. It was rather unfortunate that the Defenders were concentrating their limited firepower on an already wounded ship. They were now outnumbered at least 3 to 1 by Japanese Naval infantry, and that was excluding the tanks they'd brought in.
This trial by fire was also occurring in Sambas. Ternate and Sidate also fell on the 15th as the Japanese invasion of the East Indies began in earnest. Strafing attacks against the former resulted in two transports being hit, but two if the six bombers were shot down. It was not a casualty rate they could afford.
Meanwhile, the Japanese were tightening their noose around the defenders of Honk Kong. They'd also continued to try and knock out Singapore, but the British still had a stampede of Buffalo to impede them. Today's propaganda report claimed the only planes the Japanese destroyed in Singapore were those on the ground!
The oddest part of the Japanese campaign was the dearth of news coming from the Philippines. With at least 4 carriers sent to destroy the Harbor and more planes attacking the airfields, one thing no one was expecting was news of only one major invasion in the South of Luzon. In fact, the only report he'd gotten from the Philippines concerned an air battle that the Americans had decisively won.
It made for quite the strategic ruse: concentrating air power to neutralize the Philippines while they troops that people expected to head there attacked the East Indies. Yet all signs pointed to land-based planes being able to cause extensive damage without the need of carrier support.
Recalling he was still in a conversation, Van Den Heuvel found himself blurting out, "Where are Japan's carriers?"
Reed, looking unfazed by the pause, still smiled. "We've gotten sightings from your planes of at least 4 carriers in a fleet moving east, North of the Celebes. We think they're trying to pursue the American carriers in the Marshalls. General, I believe our conversation is about over, so if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my ship and getting all the bloody organizing and planning out of the way."
Van Den Heuvel nodded slowly and tried to maintain a straight face. That last remark about planning made him rather uneasy. It resembled the kind of thing his predecessor Van Oyen might say. The man's natural predisposition towards flair and enthusiasm didn't help.
"If he can lead men in battle with skill, it makes more of a difference than how good he is at getting them ready beforehand," Van Den Heuvel mentally reassured himself as he jogged back to headquarters.
The melancholy about the war was manifesting itself in weather today. Rain assaulted the defenders of Batavia more furiously than the Japanese ever could. Imposing steel-gray clouds filled the skies. Lieutenant General Van Den Heuvel stood unmolested by the weather in Batavia Harbor. It was his desire to meet with their latest guests. They were wise to send a telegram of their intentions the prior day. The harsh weather was only making the troops more jumpy. Had he not warned the commanding officers of the Coastal garrisons to stand down, the men might've fired on the first distant silhouettes they saw moving in. But he too feared that they would spot Japanese ships moving towards Batavia before they saw friends arrive. For once, he was glad to be wrong.
A fleet of 8 ships moved into the harbor, flying the banner of the Royal Navy. People in sight of the harbor cheered as the ships moved by. One of the British cruisers came to a stop close to where Van Den Heuvel waited. In a few seconds a boarding ramp was extended and a man who looked to be a high-ranking naval officer strolled towards him.
"Good morning, General! Rear Admiral Reed, Royal Navy. I'm most pleased by this towns hospitality!"
"We're pleased to see the British are making such a substantial contribution to the defense of the islands, Admiral Reed. I'm aware that many of your ships are in port at Soerbaja, but additional security on the eastern side of the island was not something I'd expected." The only Warship in Batavia up until was the British cruiser Danae, of the same class as the ones present in this new fleet.
Admiral Reed beamed. "Ah, General, you are most mistaken! My ships will only stay here until such time as they have refueled. Then, we shall be sailing straight into the jaws of our foe."
Van Den Heuvel was rather shocked. The General allied consensus about engaging the Japanese seemed to be exclusively rooted in a decisive destruction of whatever large invasion fleet would be heading to Java. Then again, he was not an Admiral.
"Where will your fleet be striking the Japanese?" He asked, though the answer was obvious. Reed looked more pleased than annoyed at the prospect of describing his mission.
"Our target is Sumatra. We will meet the Imperial invasion fleet at Palembang, drive off the escorts, and catch their transports as they are withdrawing or unloading troops. The amphibious invasion has all but confirmed our intelligence estimates of how many warships are escorting the fleet, and our own force will be able to thoroughly overmatch them. I fear we will not arrive in time to eliminate many troops still embarked, but the ships we will destroy are not easily replaceable. It's long past time for the British Empire to show the upstart Japanese that they cannot invade anywhere with impunity!"
"If I may ask, what is the strength of the invasion fleet?"
"We have confirmed the presence of a single light cruiser and half a dozen destroyers escorting a similar amount of transports. Against that, I will be leading three light cruisers and six destroyers into battle."
"You think this is enough?"
"Most certainly. To bring an excess of ships to a night engagement would bring undue confusion to our fleet. Besides, the men on these ships are some of the worlds finest. And not unversed in fighting either. I've got a survivor of the first surface engagement of this theatre under my command-" He pointed to a destroyer with an Australian flag. "-Vampire. She's hungry for blood, don't you worry! We could've brought the other survivor of the battle out too, but she needs another day in the yards to be in proper fighting shape. We can't afford to delay!"
They certainly couldn't. The men defending Palembang needed a miracle, and this looked to be it. The invasion commenced in the night of the 14th with a transport hitting a mine. The same transport not only weathered the mine, but multiple artillery hits. It was rather unfortunate that the Defenders were concentrating their limited firepower on an already wounded ship. They were now outnumbered at least 3 to 1 by Japanese Naval infantry, and that was excluding the tanks they'd brought in.
This trial by fire was also occurring in Sambas. Ternate and Sidate also fell on the 15th as the Japanese invasion of the East Indies began in earnest. Strafing attacks against the former resulted in two transports being hit, but two if the six bombers were shot down. It was not a casualty rate they could afford.
Meanwhile, the Japanese were tightening their noose around the defenders of Honk Kong. They'd also continued to try and knock out Singapore, but the British still had a stampede of Buffalo to impede them. Today's propaganda report claimed the only planes the Japanese destroyed in Singapore were those on the ground!
The oddest part of the Japanese campaign was the dearth of news coming from the Philippines. With at least 4 carriers sent to destroy the Harbor and more planes attacking the airfields, one thing no one was expecting was news of only one major invasion in the South of Luzon. In fact, the only report he'd gotten from the Philippines concerned an air battle that the Americans had decisively won.
It made for quite the strategic ruse: concentrating air power to neutralize the Philippines while they troops that people expected to head there attacked the East Indies. Yet all signs pointed to land-based planes being able to cause extensive damage without the need of carrier support.
Recalling he was still in a conversation, Van Den Heuvel found himself blurting out, "Where are Japan's carriers?"
Reed, looking unfazed by the pause, still smiled. "We've gotten sightings from your planes of at least 4 carriers in a fleet moving east, North of the Celebes. We think they're trying to pursue the American carriers in the Marshalls. General, I believe our conversation is about over, so if you'll excuse me, I've got to get back to my ship and getting all the bloody organizing and planning out of the way."
Van Den Heuvel nodded slowly and tried to maintain a straight face. That last remark about planning made him rather uneasy. It resembled the kind of thing his predecessor Van Oyen might say. The man's natural predisposition towards flair and enthusiasm didn't help.
"If he can lead men in battle with skill, it makes more of a difference than how good he is at getting them ready beforehand," Van Den Heuvel mentally reassured himself as he jogged back to headquarters.



