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Turn 20:00 to 19:00 A slew. Many pix... I'll wrap up at the end. Looking at left... More

Drop a rumor like that into Bil's thread! I need to un-man him before I defeat him!

I have not forgotten! Like a bad spicy burrito burning in my gut, my need to kill his commander will not let me rest!

(sound of high heels slowly receding into the distance...) Whew. That was close! Now that she's gone, back to the GAME! Screenies coming... Ken

The following post has been made voluntarily and under no compunction or duress. - I do not throw beer cans in the house. - I do not leave piles of garbage on the floor. - I am not a beer guzzling alcoholic. - I do not think of any interaction with my wife, or anything about her, as being a "chore". - When I lose my games I get pissy. - I will not try to protect my browser with a password. Ken

Indeed! My men will be jeep desantniki, laden with grenades and their demo charge. If this game were any good, it would allow me to order my men to use the jeep's pickaxe, spade, and jack and perform a forced entry and then enter the jaggie with knives drawn. But I csn only work with what I'm given.

Zat ist der unterderasphalten panzer, der dreaded "U Panzer". The magnets vere der easy part to figure out. It vas der schnorkel dat vas hard.

Thank you. My jeep will be turned from a Bait Jeep into an Assault Jeep if it survives the next minute and a half. Ken

At this point, I'm hoping that neither Bil nor my wife read every post. Yeah, that would be best. Ken

LOL. I'd love to have a webcam monitoring Bil as the turns unfold. Bil, swirling a snifter of fine brandy, pipe in hand, smoking jacket rakishly unbelted, one eyebrow canted in obvious expectation of victory, sits down in front of the webcam, clearly mounted on top of the screen. "Yes, yes. This should be outstanding. STAFF! Cease work and gather 'round. Let's see what we have wrought." He presses the "Go" button. As his underlings shuffle into position behind him, we see his eyes slowly widen in surprise. Eyebrows slowly lowering, lips pursing, he slams down his snifter and drops his pipe into it. Fists clenched, cheeks slowly suffusing with anger, he snarls an inchoate choking sound of rage. His minions shrink back. "Frack! Frack, frack, frack! How many of my men will you simpletons continue to waste! This is an outrage!" Building steam, his rage compounds, until he can no longer control himself. "Nein! Nein! Nein!" Suddenly his eyes light upon the webcam. A sweeping motion, then we see nothing but static. What would you see of me? LOL, well... As c3k sits down, he gives the camera a wink and smile. Tossing back the remnants of his beer, he crushes the can and sends it on a blind hook shot behind him. With a clatter it lands on the pile of other crushed cans, all surrounding the empty garbage can. "Well, let's see what old Bil is up to today", he says while popping a fresh one open and pressing the "Go" button. With a swig and a laugh, "Whoa, another of my tanks just went up! That calls for a fresh beer." Clicking and laughing, he's almost done, when off-camera can be heard a seductive female voice, "What are you doing up there? I've been waiting for you!" "I'm messing with Bil's head. I'll be down in a minute." Finishing off the last beer, grinning, he clicks "Done", laughs, and heads down to finish one last chore...

His rear is facing Bil. I am taunting his vaunted panzers by showing a callous disregard towards his martial prowess. Or lack thereof. That should enrage his forces into entering the Ardennes in pursuit. Like a tale told by the Brothers Grimm, after entering my Dark Forest, his forces will be decimated by unseen attackers. White flags will sprout over his men like death cap mushrooms that sprout in the muck and darkness. (Or, I realized that Bil will react to it and seal it off. Once sealed off, it is either neutralized or ready to be destroyed, or both. Time to skedaddle. I've got some easy pickings (I hope) of just infantry and mg halftracks by the Woodsman's Lodge. Better to get some licks in on them now. That may free up the Gutter, or the field bounded by Gutter Corner, to my men. Right now his lodgment (get it?) in my flank restricts my abilities to outflank his extreme right. The game still has 20 minutes to go. I've got to preserve some sort of long range direct threat. This tank is all I've got for that function.) Ken

Of course it will!! That's why it's there! Hopefully I can run it out of ammo, then ram the enemy before it dies a glorious death! How much better if its death throes result in secondary explosions which send more of the enemy to hell! Aye. I'm not going to share that vision with the tank crew. It may, um, undermine their resolve.

21.00-20.00, finals Moving No. 4 Platoon forward will do several things at once. It will pressure Bil near the Windmill. It will relieve pressure on the Piat Team hunting Lucky Panther. It will threaten the middle road intersections. It will delay the jaggie from hunting the CS tank, leaving a door ajar. It will enable No. 4 Platoon to regain their pride having been rebuffed from the windmill earlier. Ken out.

21.00-20.00 More Town The town fight is progressing well. Bil is ratcheting up his prep fire, but any move by his infantry is getting stymied. He's got 20 minutes to do something worthwhile. If he's got a platoon out by the Woodsman's Lodge (my left) then that's a valuable resource he'll be sorely in need of. So far, this turn is one which is setting up a critical turning point. Again, a lot of potentials exist: Jaggie 241 may be hunting my gun line (my mortar mob); I may kill some of his armor (another try!); his infantry needs to gain a toehold and pry their way forward. A few final pix...

21:00-20:00, TOWN (Check the time stamp on these... I think I got 'em in order.) More...

21:00-20:00 Windmill Let's look to the town...

Turn 21:00 to 20:00, cont... Center, Dune, Piats, Windmills, Panther The inability of Bil to fire his AA halftracks is balanced by some issues on my side. (I'll let the peanut gallery fill in the blank as needed.) More...

Turn 21:00 to 20:00 Left Corner If my CS tank gets some spots around the lodge, the mayhem will be beautiful to behold! More...

Turn 21:00 to 20:00 A flurry of photos. (Again, I'll let the screenies do the talking. Ask if you have questions.) Jaggie 241 My orders for next turn: I thought I'd taken a screenie, but I must've forgotten. Anyway, Bait Jeep will CHANGE its move, and loop around to the piat team. The piat team will load up, and they'll embark on a safari-like jaggie hunt. Ahhwoooo! Ahhwoooo! It will be a spot of fun, right, men? More...

Years ago, I was in a pub in Dublin. (How many stories start like that?) Anyway, I remember being a prideful young man, confident in my imbibing abilities. That's what prompted me to keep ordering pint after pint of Guinness. I was looking at the top of number seven when I realized I had met my match. That was the night before the morning that I saw a real leprechaun. But that's for another time...

Debt? I cannot spend the lives of men yet to be born. Alas, my battle plans are limited to those resources at hand. (Extrude from that, what you will.) I see Bil's moribund thread has gasped for another gulp of air. Perhaps his retinue of flunkies in his war room have sent me another missive. I shall check the printer...

Does that happen with fresh troops, or after casualties? (They'll sometimes grab the other rifle if they give buddy aid.)

Do you have a savegame?