DekeFentle

When is the PENG 1.%8AA.95 patch coming out?

While it is most certainly not a Croda thingy I believe I have something suitable and actually playable. It meets the requirements you set above and more.

Files will be in the mail this evening CST. Thank you for your interest, anyone else?

Only got one e-mail on this? Come on there has to be a couple more hardy souls out there.

Actually JD I think they have thought of this... NOTE: * Games saved in v1.01 can't be loaded in by the older v1.0. So if you're playing others by email or TCP/IP, make sure you all upgrade to v1.01. Transferring PBEM files from Version 1.0 to Version 1.01 In CMBB version 1.0, load the pbem file. In an orders phase, save the pbem file as a saved game by clicking on the little SAVE button on the command bar at the bottom of the screen. Repeat Step 1 for all pbem files you wish to convert. Install the 1.01 patch Open CMBB Version 1.01 Open the saved game file from step 1. Choose Email as the startup option for the saved game. Place your orders as you normally would in a PBEM, and press “GO” Congratulations! You have now converted your pbem file. Repeat as necessary. NOTE: Once the file has been converted to version 1.01, it cannot be reopened in version 1.0

I have cobbled together a scenario that I would like some feed back on. If you're interested please let me know. 3000 ME Large map. [ November 19, 2002, 01:25 PM: Message edited by: DekeFentle ]

I can't remember where I saw this, I think it was in the patch list that Madd Matt posted. You should be able to transfer games to the new patch level by opening them in hot seat mode saving them then reopening in e-mail mode.

***chuckles*** Just too big a target...

Thanks for the personal perspective, DekeFentle. How long do you think it took you to cover the first 100m, and how long for the next 20?</font>

I need to weigh in on this one folks. Personal experience has left me with a vivid memory. On the second evening of the Gulf War despite being a member or perhaps because of that membership in a Bradley scout platoon. I was invited along with the other nine members of my section to “Dismount and determine if that enemy OP 300 meters to your front is occupied.” The plan was to maneuver forward under covering fire from the other two sections. Without going into all the details of how we accomplished this feat I want to tell you that after moving that 300 meters I was in a state of physical exhaustion I have never before or since felt. In game terms I would say we moved to contact the first 100 meters under the cover of smoke and advanced the final 200 (perhaps less certainly not more). I believe that we were all very fortunate that the position was abandoned prior to our arrival as our ability to take the position in the face of determined resistance was severely degraded by our physical state. This maneuver was performed at dusk in good weather (45 F) at MOPP level 1. I carried an M16, LBE (sans canteen) with eight 30x clips, gas mask, two smoke and two fragmentation grenades. I can’t remember how much weight that was but it’s not much. I was, prior to the gulf conflict, a member of the 2/11 ARC and as such had received a high level of physical training and at the time was probably in the best shape of my life. The adrenaline rush that you get is astounding in it’s proportion and the let down is on the same scale. I find the current model in CMBB to be both realistic and playable, albeit it requires you to carefully manage your movement to contact and assault upon the enemy positions. Having said that I acknowledge it takes longer to set up for the attack and I would not play a QB from the attackers side with less than 30+ turns.

Leoo you out there son? Your lack of reply worries my soul. Send a turn ya git! Mace surrender and let us adjourn to the Eastern front. Marlow those uber infantry will not prevail. Let's get this one over with and as above move on to the steppes of the motherland. As to the rest of you woebegone, whimpering whannabe’s, do put some heart behind. The content has of late been middling and as such hardly rates a yawn much less a reply. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

Speedy I saw those posts! I'm sending the game you're loosing tonight. Mace you are only drawing out the agony, surrender son and we'll move on to the Eastern front. Marlow call in some more of that arty I truely enjoyed watching it land amoungst your stumbling "die a lot" formations. Leeo send a turn. [ November 11, 2002, 04:16 PM: Message edited by: DekeFentle ]

Mace & Marlow I did send the turns although I probably deserve being ignored based on my sudden departure of the past, ya both probably remembered your passwords took one look at the map and went screaming into the night. I musta been pretty good at this game back then cause yer both gettin yer arses handed to ya. Leo is about to do the die a lot thing. Meeks looks interesting. Message me if you need a beta tester in the future. Water Boy I'll edit later just to put in your favorite part.

I do it for you AP. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor. [ November 07, 2002, 04:52 PM: Message edited by: DekeFentle ]

***Deke chuckles*** Name twisting and idiot? Come now joey even an ineffectual dolt like yourself should be able to come up with something a tad better than that. My, my, my just not the same old Kinniget I guess. I recall your bag of never ending excuses with regards to playing when challenged was full to overflowing the last time I had discourse with your le bas du bas personage. Having perused the MBT for the last couple of weeks before making my presents known I can see this is still the case. I could be wrong of course, it has been a couple of decades and I’m due. If that is the case then please name your terms and I’ll send along something to put you in your proper place. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

More huggsies and kisses for Joey and the Bard When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

Joey your petulant posturing is as always a piddling prostitution of good thread space. I was thrown out of Coventry ya git. They told me to come back here straight away and express my love for the good Bard and of course you. Big kiss and lots of huggsies Joey. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

Well, well, well our little cherub of naming originality breaks wind and spasms upon his input device with lackluster blathering unfit to be quoted. CMBB ey? Mmmm let me look… Ah yes here it is! Panzer Lady if you are able to find your menu item and or short cut and launch the latest offering from BTS throw together a suitable engagement in the 1500 point range and send it. I have yet to defend and so would like to give it a go from that perspective. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

A knight?! Bite your twisted tongue! To quote myself from long ago… I am The Whuppin’ Boy as proclaimed by Lorak the loathed oh so many incarnations ago. The only station above it, is that which will never be bestowed. I alone occupy the pinnacle of pestilence in this farcical fairyland of twittering kinnigets and boot scraping serfs. As you are already aware I have located our little nighttime foray (doesn’t everyone keep tape back ups of their home server?) and we have rejoined our stumbling attempts to find each other in this horror you devised so long ago. I am sure you will be thrilled to know that I have located our little conflict and will be sending it post haste upon arrival at home this evening. You have but to recall your pass word. Though I doubt you will pass this test of your long term memory… Excuse me I had to wipe tears laughter at that last bit. Associating higher synaptic function to the denizens of this disease-ridden dovecote is a true source of humor. Mace you Pabst swilling son of a convict. I have also located your Schwartzkoff like attempt at the “big left hook” and will send this evening. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

Hello, howdy, how are ya? I bet a few of you remember me. Then again the mental state enjoyed by the vast majority of the docile denizens of this w00ting hillbilly festival probably precludes recalling what you had for supper last night (road kill in most cases I’ld venture) much less discourse with an august person such as myself. I left rather abruptly and the reasons for that though good and true are irrelevant. My superior memory tells me that I left several games hanging. Leo the night time ditty you brewed up was just starting to get interesting. Do you still have it? If not allow me to invite you to be crushed for the fourth consecutive time by your choice of diversions. SpeedBump You still out there boy? Your slow asses pace kept the conclusion of my assault from falling upon your misshapen head prior to my abrupt departure. Do you still have the game saved? Mace, Marlow I vaguely recall lackluster efforts on both your parts too. Send them if you got’em. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor. Please note new addy… DekeFentle@attbi.com

<BLOCKQUOTE>quote:</font><HR>Originally posted by Joe Shaw: snip and of course the omnipotent DekeFentle (is the lad NEVER to aspire to a station higher than "whupping boy"?).snip <HR></BLOCKQUOTE> Joey you doddering disenfranchised dolt, its The Whuppin’ Boy as proclaimed by Lorak the loathed oh so many incarnations ago. The only station above it, is that which will never be bestowed. I alone occupy the pinnacle of pestilence in this farcical fairyland of twittering kinnigets and boot scraping serfs. This is yet another example of the flatulent falsehoods and inane inaccuracy’s your spasms upon the keyboard consistently create. Please note gentle reader, my megalomania is in remission and thus can not be connected to the truths above. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

Lorak once again The Whuppin' Boy has bludgeoned Leo the kinniget of insipid ineptness. In another blood bath my superior tactical genius has proven itself. Please chalk up the following… DekeFentle Major Alied Victory (79) Leo Another spanking from one who knows how. (21) That's four in a row from the lurking serf of PENG. Another debacle is about to start. I have chosen to play the Axis aggressor to your Polish High Quality??? defenders. I see five in a row just over the horizon. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.

I haven't posted a hearty Bugger Off in a while and since I know you've all been breathless wondering what I've been up to I decided to bless you all with my pontific presence, even for just a moment. Leo send a turn ya git. Barring that address my short memory and let me know if I owe you one. Agua Perdido I believe the uber zooks you’ve fielded more than make up for my earlier use of the hardcore Hetzer attack. Stalin this one is going to suck. Marlow that big left hook you’re trying is going to be fraught with peril. SpeedBump pick up the pace there laddy. When the Whuppin' boy speaks, gather round and hearken well. Pain is humanities most eloquent mentor.