MPMAJOR GENERALMilinda PeirisBeyond Rank · Official Biography
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Chapter 4 · pp. 89–154

Pendulum Swings

From Battlefield Glory to a Miraculous Return

From tank-led victories to the brink of death, this chapter captures Milinda’s fiercest battles — on the frontlines and within.

The longest chapter in the book, and the one on which the rest of his career turns. In four years Milinda Peiris helped raise Sri Lanka’s first tank regiment, took its tanks into their first divisional battle, watched a crew burn, stood at the crater that killed some of the Army’s finest commanders, argued a procurement mission into better vehicles, and was carried off a battlefield not expected to live.

4 January 1992pp. 90–94

Forging the 4th Armoured

A First for the Army

Clappenburg, China Bay, Trincomalee

The tanks had arrived. Now Sri Lanka had to create the soldiers, crews and tactics to take them into battle.

On 4 January 1992, the Sri Lanka Army raised its first dedicated main battle tank regiment - the 4th Armoured Regiment. Lt Col Sri Mudannayake became its first Commanding Officer, with Maj Rohan Jayasinghe as Second-in-Command. Maj Milinda Peiris, appointed the first Officer Commanding of Alpha Squadron, was among the pioneer officers charged with turning a new regiment into a fighting force.

Five Czechoslovakian tank experts arrived to train the new crews. For three intensive months, officers and men mastered the machines - from automotive systems, driving and maintenance to gunnery, communications and tactical employment. At the newly created ‘4 AR Tankodrome’, they learned to manoeuvre the tanks with hatches closed, preparing for the noise, fumes, heat, dust and disorientation of battlefield conditions.

The tanks Milinda had helped select in Czechoslovakia were no longer acquisitions in a distant tank yard. They were becoming weapons of war - and soon he would lead them into battle.

14 June 1992pp. 95–97

Landing the Tanks by Sea

Combat Debut

Vettilaikkerni Beachhead

Before they could fight their first battle, they first had to get the tanks ashore. One nearly never made it.

At 0800 hours on 14 June 1992, SLNS Ranagaja approached the Vettilaikkerni beachhead carrying the first elements of Milinda’s Alpha Squadron. Landing main battle tanks directly onto an exposed beach was hazardous enough; the possibility of LTTE mortar fire made every second count. As the first T-55 came off the landing craft, it almost sank into the sea. A delay of only a few seconds, Milinda recalled, could have been disastrous. Over the next three days, the rest of the squadron came ashore safely.

Exactly two weeks later, training gave way to war. Operation Balavegaya II brought together three infantry brigades, two armoured squadrons, artillery, engineers, signals and supporting elements. Maj Milinda Peiris commanded Alpha Squadron.

The tanks he had helped select in Czechoslovakia, trained on at China Bay and brought ashore at Vettilaikkerni were finally going into battle. So was their young squadron commander.

5 July 1992pp. 102–104

Inferno in Steel

The First Tank Lost

Between Periyapachchapillai and Kovilvayal

A single RPG struck the tank’s vulnerable flank. Within seconds, steel became fire.

Advancing with the 1 Gajaba Regiment Battle Group through thorny scrub, Alpha Squadron had already suffered one tragedy that day when a reversing tank accidentally killed a soldier. Soon afterwards, an RPG fired from a clump of palms struck the right side of a T-55AM2, apparently igniting ammunition inside the fighting compartment.

Three crewmen escaped, all badly burned. The loader, Tpr Bandula, did not. Milinda was close enough to see him repeatedly trying to force his way through the cupola as ammunition began exploding inside the tank. No one could approach through the heat and secondary detonations.

He tried three times - each attempt an act of sheer courage. He could not make it. I watched his agonising final moments as the fire consumed the tank. No one could approach; the heat and secondary explosions made rescue impossible.
Beyond Rank, pp. 102–104

The day was not finished. Before it ended, Milinda would witness another catastrophe - the loss of a Sri Lanka Air Force Y-8 transport aircraft.

8 August 1992pp. 108–112

The Crater at Araly Point

The Day Leadership Was Lost

Araly Point, Kayts

Hours earlier, Milinda had waved back at Maj Gen Denzil Kobbekaduwa. By the next morning, he was looking down into the crater that had taken him.

The following morning was supposed to begin with an aerial reconnaissance. The previous afternoon, while playing basketball at Palaly, Milinda saw Maj Gen Denzil Kobbekaduwa passing by and exchanged a wave with him. It was an ordinary gesture between soldiers. Neither could have known it was a farewell.

Hours later came the devastating news. The jeep carrying Kobbekaduwa and some of the country’s most experienced senior military commanders had struck a landmine at Araly Point. In a single explosion, the military campaign had lost an extraordinary concentration of leadership and experience.

Milinda later flew with the reconnaissance team to examine the scene. Below them lay a crater three to four feet deep and the shattered remains of the jeep - a stark measure of the force that had destroyed it.

We were getting ready to proceed on the air recce, when we suddenly heard a helicopter taking off from Palaly air base, and the news that followed stunned us all. Everyone was so shocked, the entire Palaly base came to a standstill.
Beyond Rank, pp. 108–112

For Milinda, Araly Point was more than the loss of commanders he admired. It was a brutal lesson in how, in war, leadership painstakingly built over decades could disappear in a matter of seconds.

28 June 1994pp. 121–124

The Standard He Would Not Lower

Procurement

Moscow · Kyiv · Zhytomyr

The Army needed fighting vehicles urgently. Milinda insisted that urgency was no reason to accept less.

Maj Milinda Peiris arrived in Russia and Ukraine as the Armour representative of a four-man Army delegation headed by Gen A. K. Jayawardane. After ten frustrating days in Moscow, the search shifted to Ukraine - and eventually to Zhytomyr, where rows of BMP infantry fighting vehicles awaited inspection.

The pressure was real: the Army needed the vehicles for operations at home. But Milinda would not compromise on their condition. He insisted on Class 1 standard, even when doing so threatened to delay delivery. Sixteen vehicles were prepared for the first consignments, while others had to wait until they met the required standard. The eventual procurement included additional spares and major components, with some vehicles almost new and others upgraded to the agreed Class 1 standard. The BMPs were flown to Sri Lanka aboard the giant Antonov An-124, eight at a time.

At times, Gen AKJ would shout at me in Sinhala, saying, "Don't sabotage the deal by asking too much from them. We will not be able to capture Jaffna, remember that." I would acknowledge him by saying, "Yes, Sir."
Beyond Rank, pp. 121–124

He said, ‘Yes, Sir.’ But he did not lower the standard.

22 September 1996pp. 143–154

The Deception - and the Long Way Back

The Brink, and Back

Murasumoddai → Elephant Pass → Colombo

The deception worked. At almost the same moment, a mortar blast brought Milinda to the brink of death.

Operation Sathjaya III began with an elaborate deception. While the Army’s real objective was Kilinochchi, Milinda was ordered to lead a powerful armour and infantry column eastwards towards Mullaitivu. Intercepted transmissions showed LTTE cadres moving east to reinforce Mullaitivu, easing the Army’s advance towards its true objective.

Near Murasumoddai, however, the advance met heavy resistance. As Milinda and fellow officers planned the final assault, mortar fire crashed into their position. When he came round, blood was pouring from his neck, his left arm had gone numb, and breathing was becoming increasingly difficult.

What followed was no longer a battle for territory, but a battle for life - evacuation from the frontline, emergency treatment, surgery, uncertainty and a long recovery.

I just felt like I was moving through a tunnel at very high speed, and at the end of it, I fell unconscious. I think, at that point, I was almost dying.
Beyond Rank, pp. 143–154

The doctors could save his life. Whether he would ever return to the soldier he had been was another question.