MIHAILOVITCH
Sta,—In November, 1944, while a German prisoner, I was rescued by Chetniks under the command of Major Marcovitch, near Kossovo Mitro- vitz, in Serbia. A more valuable British officer, three soldiers, eleven American airmen, twenty-six Bulgarians and three hundred and eighty Russians were rescued by the same brigade in the same month. Mihailo- vitch was then near Prijepolje in the Zetska. He was in radio communica- tion with Marcovitch, though not, I fear, with Cairo. The area controlled by Marcovitch was at that time about 800 square miles in extent. The Germans were leaving it, and they were being harassed day and night by the Chetniks. No prisoners were ever taken, and the enemy dead in three weeks' fighting cannot have been less than 800. Further, knowing that we British were demolition men, Marcovitch, under orders from Mihailovitch, gave us a free hand on the railway-line running north to Kraljevo, and several troop trains were derailed and culverts blown, with Chetnik assistance. Two hundred thousand Neditch dinars were also placed at our disposal with which to supplement our already very generous food-rations—this again on orders from Mihailovitch.
In December, when the Germans had gone, we, too (Americans and British), said we must go, and, contacting the Bulgarians, were taken to Sofia. We were Marcovitch's last card, but did he raise objections? No, sir. What happened to Marcovitch? I'll tell you. Partisans had never been heard of in that area before, but by forced-marching from Nish they "liberated " it all right. Then they set about attacking Marcovitch, whose weaker forces they finally exterminated. This is, of course, only a detail of a vast picture, but your readers could do with such details, and I am only one among many who could provide them.—Yours,
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