Word: iraq
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Dates: during 1940-1949
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Britain and Russia hoped the trickle would soon swell to a torrent and wash away their apprehensions. Prime British fear is of a back stab like the Nazi-inspired revolt in Iraq last spring of Rashid Ali El-Gailani. For at almost every compass point from Teheran, the Shah's capital, the Russo-British positions are potentially vulnerable...
...three directions lie great deposits of oil, precious as man power to mechanized war: north, on both sides of the Caspian, but principally in and around Baku; west, in Iraq with its colossal double pipeline stretching from Kirkuk clear to the coasts of Syria and Palestine; south, at the head of the Persian Gulf (the richest single oil field in existence, controlled by the British Government for its Royal Navy...
...refineries and stocks and synthetic fuel plants have been the primary R.A.F. target. The results were not too encouraging; the Nazis still seemed to have plenty of fuel to roll their tanks and lift their planes. But after the British had, at least for the time being, sewed up Iraq's oil, after the Germans had attacked one of their oil suppliers, Russia, after the Russians had done some damage in the Ploesti fields of Rumania, the oil barrage took on more point and more fury. Last week a roundabout hint of the growing Axis oil squeeze came...
...sadder than Vichy's eclipse in the Levant might have been the fate of all British Middle East defense had not Syria been taken. Beginning with the Iraq revolt last spring when they used Syrian bases to fly aid to Rashid Ali El-Gailani, the Germans had increasingly filtered into the country. If the Axis had got control of Syria the British Middle East Command might as well have folded its tents and gone home...
Short Kick. Archie Wavell was plumb wore out. He had run the Italians out of Libya and East Africa, had had his men run out of Greece and Crete, had sent some mechanized snails into Iraq and Syria. He had worked like a Trojan. One day he would stand on a hill in Eritrea straining his one good eye through a one-barreled glass, peering across at the Eyeties' vulnerabilities; next day he would stir up his field staff in Sidi Barrãni; then he would calm the fears of Egyptian politicians; fly to Crete; visit headquarters...