Battle Report: The Battle for Maleme Airfield

Battle Report: Maleme Airfield, Crete – 20 May 1941

Dawn broke over Maleme beneath a hard, colourless sky, the air already heavy with the distant drone of aircraft engines as silk canopies blossomed above the olive groves and dry riverbeds surrounding the airfield, and within moments the quiet of the Cretan morning was shattered by rifle fire, shouted orders, and the sharp cracks of bullets snapping through the dust as the German airborne assault began.

The Paras begin to land 

The paratroopers landed in confusion, scattered by wind and enemy fire, and one unfortunate Fallschirmjäger squad drifted far from its comrades and descended directly into the sights of ANZAC defenders positioned on the nearby hills. As the men struggled free from their harnesses and gathered their weapons, accurate rifle and Bren gun fire tore into them, cutting them down almost as soon as their boots touched the ground. There was no chance to regroup or return effective fire, and within minutes the squad had been shot to pieces, their parachutes hanging motionless in the olive trees as grim markers of the price paid for landing in the wrong place.

Elsewhere on the battlefield, fortune favoured the attackers. The remaining German squads landed close together on the edge of the airfield, and despite taking casualties and suffering pins from determined ANZAC fire, their officers quickly imposed order on the chaos. Men were rallied, firing positions established, and disciplined volleys of rifle fire began to hammer the ANZAC trenches overlooking the runway. What had begun as a desperate scramble for survival rapidly turned into a coordinated German foothold, as overlapping fields of fire forced the defenders to keep their heads down and prevented them from exploiting the vulnerability of the landing troops.

From the hills, ANZAC artillery crews attempted to break this growing concentration, but despite repeated adjustments and urgent corrections shouted down the line, shell after shell fell wide of its mark, bursting harmlessly in open ground or overshooting the German positions entirely.  Recognising the opportunity, German troops began pushing forward in small, aggressive groups, advancing from crater to ditch and from stone wall to supply building, steadily expanding their control of the airfield perimeter.

The ANZAC guns on the hill were ineffective

Near the runway itself, the German assault gathered momentum as paratroopers stormed the supply buildings and hangars that dotted the airfield. It was at this moment, as the Germans consolidated their gains, that fresh gunfire erupted behind their lines when a small group of Cretan partisans emerged from cover and opened fire with whatever weapons they could muster. Their shooting was wild and undisciplined, driven more by defiance than training, and though they managed to force the Germans momentarily to ground, the Fallschirmjäger responded. Taking cover in a nearby crater offered the partisans only brief protection, and within moments methodical German fire swept the position, killing them to the last man and extinguishing this brief flare of resistance.

As the battle reached its most dangerous point, a ANZAC Universal Carrier surged forward in an attempt to disrupt the German advance, rattling past a concealed flamethrower team while its own fire proved largely ineffective. The flamethrower ignited, unleashing a roaring torrent of fire that engulfed the vehicle. The operator, frozen in terror and adrenaline, screamed as he held the trigger down, emptying the entire fuel canister in one continuous, horrific burst.

Flames engulf the carrier

With the airfield shrouded in smoke and dust, the decisive moment arrived as German paratroopers launched a determined assault on a ANZAC trench line guarding one side of the runway. Grenades exploded along the parapet, rifles cracked at point-blank range, and after a brief but savage struggle the trench was overwhelmed, forcing the surviving defenders to fall back. With this position taken, the Germans now held complete control of one side of Maleme airfield, and the balance of the battle shifted decisively in their favour.

The defenders are overwhelmed

At the same time, confusion began to spread through the Commonwealth command structure, as the local lieutenant received repeated and contradictory orders urging him to abandon the airfield and prepare instead for a seaborne landing expected elsewhere along the coast. Unaware that Maleme itself was the primary German objective, and faced with mounting pressure on his own front, he hesitated, his ability to command eroded by uncertainty and conflicting demands. Units delayed, orders went unheeded, and precious moments were lost as the defence faltered at the critical point of the engagement.

Although the ANZAC troops managed to hold onto the airfield for a short while longer through sheer determination, the momentum could not be stopped, and the Fallschirmjäger surged forward once more, pushing onto the open runway and securing it under fire. Flares signalled success as German control of Maleme was finally established, and the defenders began their withdrawal toward the hills, conceding the field at last.

As the firing died down and the smoke drifted away, transport aircraft appeared overhead, descending toward the captured runway with reinforcements and supplies, and it was clear to all who witnessed it that the battle for Maleme had decided far more than a single airfield. With its fall, the fate of Crete itself was sealed, and the island passed inexorably into German hands.

 

Another cracking game of bolt action! This was a very fun scenario with chaotic troop placement, limited cover and a clear objective to play for. As luck would have it I (the ANZACs) was convincingly defeated with a final score of 3 to 7. It was fun to play out this historic battle while reading Beevor's Crete and funny how the dice seemed to emulate history in the break down of command and the Germans seizing the day. Looking forward to our next game!

Signing off,

Chewie.