imported_Wildman

I've been getting the CGI error as well all night. Says the following HTTP headers were not loaded and then lists nothing. I finally get permission from she who must be obeyed and then this. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya still.

I've been getting the CGI error as well all night. Says the following HTTP headers were not loaded and then lists nothing. I finally get permission from she who must be obeyed and then this. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Love ya still.

A turn before you go, Oh Sir Shaw you twit. Updates: I'm back from vacation, you've received your turns. Now where are the returns?

Don't worry Dorosh, you can just come down to Minot and order from here, eh!

Game Updates: Mr. Spkr. while listening to Ride of the Valkyrie is moving an entire company of Panthers and other kitties across the open field in Lawyers abortion of a "what if" scenario. As the Amis all I have are two MPs who are now busy with the farmers daughter. Marlow is playing the same scenario only one turn behind the Spkr. He knows and doesn't care. That is because he uses the Panzer O'Doom. Cracked code indeed! Joe Shaw apperently has seen fit to send a turn. Yipppeee! I'm looking forward to blowing up the rest of the town he's hiding in. His Scaliness, GoAnna and I are in the second battle of an operation. He's finally fighting back and its annoying me. Cheatin' trapped halftrack, no retreatin' setup bastard! LeeO and I just finished with a draw. I left him with one MG team, one scared half of a flamethrower team, an FO out of ammo and he still gets a draw! I don't know what pictures he has of Steve, but they must be good. The UberGnome is advancing his Canuck hordes forward, curling brushes at the ready. I'm looking forward to killing him, if only for the fact that its August and winter is already here! Feel the Hate! Now for a bit of a song: I am the very model of a modern Major-General, I've information vegetable, animal, and mineral, I know the kings of England, and I quote the fights historical From Marathon to Waterloo, in order categorical; I'm very well acquainted, too, with matters mathematical,I understand equations, both the simple and quadratical, About binomial theorem I'm teeming with a lot o' news, With many cheerful facts about the square of the hypotenuse. I'm very good at integral and differential calculus; I know the scientific names of beings animalculous: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General I know our mythic history, King Arthur's and Sir Caradoc's; I answer hard acrostics, I've a pretty taste for paradox, I quote in elegiacs all the crimes of Heliogabalus, In conics I can floor peculiarities parabolous; I can tell undoubted Raphaels from Gerard Dows and Zoffanies, I know the croaking chorus from the Frogs of Aristophanes! Then I can hum a fugue of which I've heard the music's din afore, And whistle all the airs from that infernal nonsense Pinafore. Then I can write a washing bill in Babylonic cuneiform, And tell you ev'ry detail of Caractacus's uniform: In short, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General. In fact, when I know what is meant by "mamelon" and "ravelin", When I can tell at sight a Mauser rifle from a javelin, When such affairs as sorties and surprises I'm more wary at, And when I know precisely what is meant by "commissariat", When I have learnt what progress has been made in modern gunnery, When I know more of tactics than a novice in a nunnery-- In short, when I've a smattering of elemental strategy, You'll say a better Major-General has never sat a gee. For my military knowledge, though I'm plucky and adventury, Has only been brought down to the beginning of the century; But still, in matters vegetable, animal, and mineral, I am the very model of a modern Major-General!

Oh Evil One we deserve to meet on the battlefield again. Our draw did so leave a vile taste in my mouth and the only recompense is to drown the taste in your blood. CM:BB it is, you lout

Now that we're all done dressing up in our best tights and bonnets, gadding about for the latest Lady in Waiting who is probably wondering just how she ended up in this madhouse. There are other weighty matters at hand. Given the fact that it is now Augest and that means winter is only a few days away here in the frozen wasteland that is our great country's northern boundary. I find myself wandering back to the conception of the MBT. I need a fire to warm the engines of my BUFFs and I desire Seanachai's old Canadian-loving hide to start my BBQ with. Seanachai you polysyllabic wastral. I demand that your take up arms in defense of those pathetic warrior wantabee's just a mere 55 miles north of my location. Anyone who knows not only what but where Regina is deserves to have their entrails slowly removed and used by poor children for jump rope. You spoke the dreaded words of a Canadian hero and for that you will fall under enormous pain. A setup wings your way in which you will play the evil Canadian in the SNOW. Where else would they feel comfortable. Grab your Curling brush and defend thy honour.

Marlow, you pathetic CheeseWiz eating git. Oh ya, and former Liege, {Just when does the stink of that particular lineage go away?} I demand a rematch! Something smallish that we'll finish before we enter the next level of gaming holiness, CMBB. This time, try not to use your Grammont altered code and fight fair, you pathetic wanker! Edited in honor of all Germanboy's past and present. [ August 05, 2002, 09:56 AM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

AAAAUUUUUUUGGGGGHHHHHAAAAAA!!!! Gamey Updates: LeeO and I are finishing flailing around in the dark over the bad section of town. I'm currently dropping large booming things just because I like to, and the fact that he has troops there is a complete and utter coincident. After we're done the town will look like a hotel after a Navy tailhook party. He'll win, but only because he happens to hold more flags. Sir Speedy and I have reengaged after his last rousing defeat. To counter my obviously greater tactical ability he chooses a large map with a lot of fog. Then when I don't blindly rush into his trap he has the nerve to ask if I actually have any troops. I don't, but I'm really enjoying frustrating him. Gnashing of teeth is continuing. The great and mighty Joe Shaw and I have resumed his beating. After blowing him off for over a month we are actually sending turns somewhat frequently. He's dying, I'm not, Situation normal. The forces of scaliness are in full flight. The only thing that is going to save him is that this battle of the operation is done. I've enjoyed destroying a platoon, 2 schreks, a IG gun and an partridge in a pear tree. I'd like to tell you how my year long battle with Steve the Rat is going, but he won't return the file the gamey bastige.

Oh the hatred PL I'm all abash. Well, actually, I felt that it would be fairly balanced. Of course, I didn't test it, but part of the fun is watching you scream like a little eight year old about how this toy is like the other toys. Anything to make you whine.

A battle has been created and sent to our beloved Joe in his battle for 'spoldy things with PL. It is in no way tested, neccessary balanced, or even fair. However, I'm sure you'll have fun if only to hear PL whine about how this isn't Der Kessel. I hope you two cause each other a lot of pain. XOXOXOXO Wildman

Ah, perhaps the long lost hatred of the thread is not lost. But is hatred really the soul? Berli may wish it to be so, but I doubt, I yearn, I wish for more damn time to play that which gives meaning to life. DALEM capitolized in reverence to the quest in which you now embark. I wish you death, mutilation, and taunting galor.

Hah, like I believe that one. The Evil One giving up his hard won position. Its a ploy I say, Panzer Ninny just felt the BOOT! from the Holy Fred kicking him out of Paradise. There goes your 76 virgins son! Evil is forever, and so are the Old Ones. {Editted: Because I've started writing in Air Forcese and I'm unable to stop. Does anyone have "Hooked on Phonics"] [ July 19, 2002, 04:09 PM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

I arrive. Really that's it...I might even consider returning files...maybe...Great Fred willing.

While not accurate, a very interesting read is "The Russian version of the Second World War" edited by Graham Lyons. It is a compliations of WW2 compiled from USSR school books. In other words, what they taught their children about the Great Patrotic War. Very enlighting and I had to continually hold back my irritation at what was written and remember what was in our school books. Not accurate but an eye opener for a westerner. It also goes into more depth about western vs. soviet perception about the three most contentious areas of perceived villiany. 1. Negotions between Allies and USSR, and USSR and Hitler resulting in Stalin-Hitler Pact 2. Soviet-Finnish War 3. Warsaw Uprishing Like I said, not accurate but important as a national mindset.

Well, I'm a Germanboy and that's ok I do sheep at night, beg for Pron all day I like to see Mace in women's clothes and chase him all day long There. See Andreas, all you had to do was ask. {Edited: Because you know why} [ July 17, 2002, 09:25 AM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

Rexford, Could you send it to me as well. wesley.netcher@minot.af.mil Thanks

Game Updates: NONE That's right, I'm just too damn busy for the hole lot of you worthless gits. Although I'm still returning files faster than Justicar Joe. Unfortunately for me, the Air Force in it infinite wisdom has levied a NORI (Nuclear Operational Readiness Inspection) in the near future. My wing commander, who obviously has filled out a Fionn AAR sheet decided that we needed practice...a lot of practice and has had exercises at the rate of one week each month. Given that I'm ensuring the loadout of several B-52H models with all the trimming.. I was wondering if I could just get all of your addresses. The pilots were looking a little board and a MITO (Minimum Interval Take Off, for you non-IL2 grogs) followed by a cruise missile delivery is just the pick me up they need. Now no need to send me Hiram's address as New Jersey was and always has been on the target list since General Creech stood up SAC. Damn it, Down Bauhaus. I may attempt to actually open your files and send them, if the computer police of 18year old, pimple faced, airmen can be avoided. {Edited because I can and should for reasons understood by all} [ June 19, 2002, 10:14 PM: Message edited by: Wildman ]

As someone who is responsible for Nuclear Weapons, let me shine a little personal light on this now Off Topic thread. 1. There is no international or national law prohibiting the use of nuclear weapons. All existing treaties do not speak to the USE of nuclear weapons, but to the total number of weapons and delivery systems. It would be completely legal to drop a nuke if the proper National Command Authority issued it. 2. As to the swearing of personal loyalty to the Furher. That may have actually had some sort of force for the General Staff, mostly of Prussian decent. But to assume that that corporal carried out an order because of an oath to some leader he's never met. NO WAY! He fought and died for the same reason as every other nationality did. For the guys in his squad/platoon/company and because it was either kill or be killed. Let's not get too academic about why someone follows orders. Part is training, part is nationalism, part is fear of consequences, but mostly it doing what you have to do to get through the day and go home!

As much as I yearn for the "what this battle means in the larger picture" theme, I honestly don't think very many people would like it if it was produced. My example: Imagine CMMC as a one person vs AI game. Each map is 2km x 2km, sometimes with very few forces on it, sometimes its 3 - 1 and not in your advantage. Now here the killer. The time involved to play the darn thing. Looking back on the average CMBO player, a male in their 30's, married with kids and a job. Where do you find the time to find upward of 6 30-40turn battles, all for the first couple hours of a army sized attack. How long have they been at CMMC, and their on what Day 3 or 4 (that's a guess, its been a while since I played) and thats over a year of actual time!! I know I rarely finish a "campaign" when I play games. I haven't finished Falcon 4, and I've had that damn game since Dec 1998. Not Close Combat, Steal panthers, or a host of other games. I just didn't have the time and my interest waned after six months or so. If you desire a game where the macro view is the most important you cannot use a micro view to solve all of its "war" variables. A third person addon to read CM info would be nice, but really, who has the time, money, and desire to do it right for no pay? Now if someone wants to fund this little adventure, plan now and provide the required specs to BTS so that it is incorporated into CM2.

Egads, Shade of David Aiken arise and take your rightful place at the lead of this endeveour

Actually Capt Ol'boy its just that your a frozen, leech of a Candian who we detest almost as much as Aussies.

I finally get around to opening that stinking, festering sore of an email from you and actually SEND YOU A FECKING TURN and you pull this "my computer is busted" shat! Bah, you shall wait until Monday. Monday in the land of the free that is, not in any country that is rapidly sliding toward Frenchdom and socalism.

I finally get around to opening that stinking, festering sore of an email from you and actually SEND YOU A FECKING TURN and you pull this "my computer is busted" shat! Bah, you shall wait until Monday. Monday in the land of the free that is, not in any country that is rapidly sliding toward Frenchdom and socalism.

Wasn't there a battle in Italy, where large caliber howitzers knocked out tanks with HE. In essence, the HE hit the tanks, deformed and molded themselves to the tank surface before detonating. This causes spalding on the interior of the tank which disabled the crews. This effect is now used in a (hope I have the right term here) Squash head HE round?