The Fighting Lumleys
It is no wonder that Joanna Lumley is fighting so hard for Gurkhas rights when you read the story of her father's service with them, pointed out by McHugh & before anyone asks, Major James Lumley is on the right in the picture

It was early in May in 1944 when the 3rd Battalion set out from their base to march through dense tropical jungle commanded by Lieutenant Colonel Freddie Shaw, with Major 'Jimmy' Lumley as his second-in-command. Some of these men were the famous 'Chindits', who prided themselves on being mavericks and well capable of taking on the Japanese in their own jungles.
The Gurkhas had been ordered north to bring pressure on the Japanese fighting U.S. forces - but the monsoon had broken, and the march took a terrible toll as they cut their way through the jungle with their kukri knives. Not only did they have to fight off a string of attacks from Japanese soldiers intent on ambushing them, but they were also stricken by every kind of tropical disease.As the regimental history puts it: 'Conditions were appalling, malaria and typhus were rife.'
By the end of May, when the Gurkhas were within ten miles of Mogaung, they were ordered to 'take' the town. The original fighting force of 3,500 men that had left their camp had been reduced to just 550 - and just 230 surviving Gurkhas were fit to fight. What is more, intelligence from the 14th Army suggested the town was held by approximately 4,000 Japanese soldiers.
The Gurkhas reached the outskirts of Mogaung on June 9, and two days later Capt.
Michael Allmand led his platoon in an attack on the vital Pin Hmi road bridge - about a quarter of a mile east of the town's railway station - and the route to the strategically important Red House, where the Japanese had their headquarters. It was no easy task. The approach to the bridge was very narrow as the road was banked up - and the low-lying land on either side was swampy and covered in jungle.
To make matters worse, the Japanese were dug in along the banks of the road, and in the jungle with machine-guns and rifles. As Allmand's platoon came within 20 yards of the bridge, the enemy opened heavy and accurate fire, inflicting severe casualties and forcing his men to seek cover.
Undeterred, Allmand charged on, hurling grenades at the enemy and killing three Japanese with his kukri. Inspired by their platoon commander, his surviving men captured the bridge. Two days later, Allmand led another assault further along the road into Mogaung.
This time he dashed 30 yards through marshy ground in spite of intense Japanese machine-gun fire, killing a number of enemy gunners and then leading his men on to the ridge of high ground on the edge of town. Heroic though Capt. Allmand was in those battles, it was, nevertheless, the final attack on the town nearly two weeks later, on June 23, that was to become the stuff of legend.
By this time Allmand was suffering from trench foot, which made it difficult for him to walk.
But even so he moved forward alone through deep mud and shell holes to charge a Japanese machine-gun nest single-handed. Tragically, he was wounded as he did so and died that night. Allmand was awarded a posthumous VC for his actions.
The citation said: 'The superb gallantry, outstanding leadership and protracted heroism of this very brave officer were a wonderful example to the whole battalion and in the highest traditions of the regiment.'
But Allmand's was not the only VC that day, for his bravery inspired the men around him.
Just before dawn on that fatal June day, as Allmand was fighting on another part of the battlefield, 21-year-old Rifleman Pun was a member of one of two platoons ordered to attack the Red House itself. As they did so, they encountered a ferocious Japanese attack. The crossfire massacred the two platoons.
Only Pun, his section commander and one other man were left alive. The section commander immediately led them in a charge on the Red House but he was badly wounded almost immediately after getting to his feet. Unflinching, Rifleman Pun and his remaining companion continued the charge, although his companion, too, was wounded within seconds. Pun seized his companion's Bren gun, and - firing from the hip - charged on the heavily protected Red House alone, in the face of what the regimental history later described as: 'The most shattering concentration of automatic fire directed straight at him.'
With the sun coming up behind him, making him a perfect target for the enemy, he ran across more than 30 yards of open ground, often ankle-deep in mud, running through shell holes and jumping over fallen trees. But he still managed to reach the Red House and take on the Japanese soldiers inside.
Pun killed three of them, put five more to flight and captured two light machine-guns and a great deal of ammunition. Still not finished, he proceeded to give accurate supporting fire from the bunker to the men of the 3/6th Gurkhas who had been following behind.
It was an act of such exceptional bravery that it was to win him the second Victoria Cross awarded that day. As the citation read: 'His outstanding courage and superb gallantry in the face of odds which meant almost certain death were most inspiring to all ranks and were beyond praise.'
But it wasn't the end of the fighting in Mogaung. The fierce battle for the town continued for the rest of the day, coming to an end only shortly after dusk. The following morning, a cautious advance into the town found the Japanese had abandoned it. It was the first main town in Burma to be recaptured by the British, but it came at a terrible price.
Some 126 British and Gurkha officers and men lost their lives, with a further seven missing and never accounted for. It also saw the award of three Military Crosses, two Distinguished Service Orders and 12 Military Medals.
The Gurkhas stayed on in Mogaung as a garrison until July 5, before marching a further 50 miles to a safe jungle airstrip, to be flown back to India. But while they were there, they took the opportunity of hoisting the Union Jack on a large pagoda - the most prominent building left standing.
The battle took its toll on every man who survived, as is so evident from that single, haunting photograph of Major Jimmy Lumley standing in the ruins of the town talking to Lt Col Freddie Shaw and their legendary commanding officer, Brigadier 'Mad Mike' Calvert of the Chindits.
Small wonder then that Lumley's daughter Joanna should say this week of Rifleman Pun, who fought alongside her father: 'Ever since I was a small child this man has been my hero.' The memory of the battle for Mogaung was to remain with Major Lumley throughout his life, and he was present when the Viceroy of India, Field Marshal Lord Wavell, awarded the VC to his friend Pun in a ceremony in Delhi, India, in March 1945. The following year, Joanna Lumley was born in Kashmir, while her father was still serving with the Gurkhas.

Comments
Damned hard men, all of them.
Posted by: Jeff Wood | May 11, 2009 10:04 AM
Simply the hardest of the hard.
Posted by: ajdshootist | May 11, 2009 12:33 PM
I see Major Lumley was using an M1 carbine, quite a handy weapon for the jungle. How sad that, if he were still alive, the British government would deem him unfit to own one. What was the point of it all, when the freedoms they defended are being eroded by authoritarian scum every day?
Posted by: John K | May 11, 2009 1:29 PM
A good point well put Mr K.
Posted by: thud | May 11, 2009 4:00 PM
That HMG should turn its back on these heroes, while coddling illegal immigrants and criminals, simply shows how revolting an institution it has become.
Hang them all. Let the Gurkhas pull the lever.
Posted by: Kim du Toit | May 11, 2009 4:59 PM
Kim, Gurkhas don't need to hang anybody, they have their own methods, and very quick and efficient they are.
Posted by: John K | May 11, 2009 5:17 PM
Kim,
And what's going on here in the US is different how?
Posted by: Bob K | May 11, 2009 5:24 PM
The Gurkhas damn well deserve the rights of Englishmen, being that they have done more to preserve England than most of the present wave of immigrants have. And done it damn well, too. Import some of the Gurkhas for the police force; you won't have them asking for bullet proof turbans and special treatment. Hell, they won't even need firearms; just let them carry the kukris on patrol.
Posted by: Joseph | May 12, 2009 1:17 AM
It was after the battle of Mogaung that the virurently anglophobic Stilwell announced that it had been taken by Chinese-American forces rather than the British. Brigadier Calvert then telegraphed a message to Stilwell saying that "the Chinese having taken Mogaung, 77 Brigade is proceeding to take Umbrage". Calvert claimed that Stilwell's staff officers then searched in vain to find the place on the map.
Posted by: cac | May 12, 2009 4:47 AM
I also like the fact that in that photograph the other officer is carrying an SMLE with fixed bayonet. No remfs in the Gurkhas!
Posted by: John K | May 12, 2009 11:26 AM
The chap with the No 1 Mk III is Brig Calvert, IIRC.
Cheers
Posted by: J.M. Heinrichs | May 15, 2009 5:33 AM
Don't forget the east and west amricans who fought with the chindits?
Posted by: ben hughes | July 8, 2009 7:42 AM