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The following story appears courtesy of and with thanks to Ronald Parker and Father
Major Maurice Albert Parker:

Reports received said that even civilians and British administrative officers were fighting with the arms they could find and holding some isolated points. According to a last communique issued in the morning of December 24th and received at London by Reuters:

"The enemy made some progress during the early part of the night, despite losses in the East point area. Heavy fighting is in progess in the direction of Happy Valley, with our troops disputing every foot of Japanese advance. Under strong enemy pressure, we successfully evacuated our forces from Repulse Bay. A further battle is in progress for possession for the Stanley Peninsula."

By midnight of the 24th, the Royal Rifles were surrounded with their backs to the sea. The following words about sum it up. Rfm. Beebe from the Royal Rifles: "They came back again on the 24th and we suffered heavy casualties on both days. There was no eating or sleeping: it was fight, fight, fight! We knew the jig was up but we were fighting mad and prepared to stand up to the last man."
鈥淚t was the morning of December 25, 1941, in Hong Kong. The sun shone bright and warm. Along the road bordered with blood-red flowers strolled a Canadian soldier, steel helmet perched on the back of his head and singing at the top of his voice. Fellow soldiers taking cover in the basement of a house shouted at him, "Take cover - get off the road!" The Canadian shouted back, "It's a lovely day and it's Christmas morning." Then he picked up his song and continued to stroll along the road, to disappear forever.
14,000 Canadian, British and Indian troops attempted to hold off 60,000 experienced, superbly trained Japanese troops."
The mind can never really prepare for the horrors of war. Nothing in a soldier's experience, nothing in training, can prepare a soldier for the insanity which is war. The men of the Royal Rifles of Canada were Townshippers, from Quebec. The Winnipeg Grenadiers were prairie boys, from Manitoba. They had never fired a shot in anger, let alone with the intent to kill. They certainly had never been shot at.

The sharp snap of a rifle bullet overhead, the thump of an incoming mortar round, or the earth shattering blast of an artillery round that falls nearby are not the sounds for which one can be prepare. The smell of cordite, of burning fuel, burning rubber. The screams of the wounded, the dying. A dead friend, alive a second ago, is dismembered now. The coppery smell of hot blood that flows from your own body is not something a soldier can be prepared for in training.

To be under attack is to be in hell, an experience no normal mind can really comprehend. To some it is unendurable. To endure under attack is not just a matter of personal courage, it is to know the instinct for survival intimately. To retreat into the mind is not an act of cowardice. It, too, is an act of survival, or a prelude to a death unchallenged, perhaps welcomed.
Their Finest Hour:
"D" Company, the Royal Rifles of Canada
The Royal Rifles of Canada had been pushed back down to the tip of the Stanley Peninsula to Stanley Barrcks. Some of the men from "A" Company had just started to arrive to join "B", "C"; and "D" Companies for what was clearly the final battle. The new front was a narrow line from the western to the eastern beaches, near Stanley Village.

Like the men of The Light Brigade, there was water to the West of them, water to the East of them, water at their backs. Japanese artillery volleyed and thundered. No hope for victory, no chance of rescue or relief, no place to go, just a burning rage fuelled by frustration and the memories of butchered comrades kept them going.

Under the powerful pressure of the constant bombardment the line broke at its West end and sagged to the South, and East, and the main body of "A" Company of the Royal Rifles was cut off at Repulse Bay. The remaining defenders were squeezed into a thin line along the East shore of the peninsula. And ... still they did not give up.

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