Sizzle-fry

Griswold, That was a fantastic assembly... you have the knack. You oughta be getting paid for this! The game was definitely riveting from start to finish. I expected a few losses as attacker, especially considering the attacker gets deployed into (essentially) a funnel. I also expected a few mortar rounds... but cripes was I stuck in the wrong place at the wrong time. Gris had pre-planned that strike for 5 mins into the game. Those two platoons were supposed to have regrouped behind that hedge there, suppressing whatever defense lay in the next field, and then they were to have gone their separate ways (one to the left, one to the road). When the nasty high explosive rain started though everything changed. I figured the game was over at that point, it sucked big-time. The cries of 'Ahh! my arm!!' etc. will echo in my mind forever. When all was said and done I was court marshaled and sent to Adak for incurring such heavy losses. That Hitler-huggin leader I was up against got a posthumous Iron Cross. WTF does brass know anyways. sigh.