Hans Posted November 9, 2002 Share Posted November 9, 2002 I recommend "taunt" non-motorized units within shouting range could engage in derisive comments/actions. Effect, good chance to raise own morale, possible chance of causing the target to become enraged and charge. Much smaller chance that the target would panic and run for it. A unit that was taunted might also disobey orders and fix it sights on the taunting unit exclusively. After a taunting attack a unit that had successfully not reacted could counter-attack with the dreaded, "repartee" command. "Are you serious Hans or have you been eating overaged canned goods"? : ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Axe_ Posted November 9, 2002 Share Posted November 9, 2002 "At Stalingrad each separate battle resolved itself into a combat between individuals. Soldiers would jeer and curse at their enemy across the street ; often they could hear his breathing in the next room while they reloaded; hand-to-hand duels were finished in the dark twilight of smoke and brick dust with knives and pickaxes, with clubs of rubble and twisted steel." Alan Clark, Barbarossa [ November 09, 2002, 09:05 AM: Message edited by: Axe2121 ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted November 9, 2002 Share Posted November 9, 2002 And who would want to miss that? :eek: Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Axe_ Posted November 9, 2002 Share Posted November 9, 2002 This is all very tongue in cheek... Thank you. I'll be here all week... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Quinxi Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 I notice that the Merriam-Webster Thesaurus shows the following synonyms for taunt: ridicule, deride, lout, mock, quiz, rally, razz, scout, twit. Not too sure about rally? Quiz and scout are a tad strange too. Lout sounds nice. Also related words: banter, chaff, provoke, upbraid, distain, scorn, affront, insult, offend, outrage. These all sound pretty good. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zarquon Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 October 30th, 1942 : The first recorded use of heavy sarcasm by the Wehrmacht. The results were devastating. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Abbott Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 LOL! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
_Axe_ Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 We'd probably get endless complaints about the low-panic threshold for troops under excessive bantering. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Louie the Toad Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 One of my favorites -- from Mony Python. (paraphrased badly but effectively) From the castle wall to the enemy below: "You there, Englishhh, go away!" "I fart in your general direction!" An idle threat however since chemical warfare is not modeled in CM....... Toad Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Michael Emrys Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 Remember also the scene in "The Argument Clinic" where he wanders into the room for Abuse instead. Priceless! P.S. Splendid job, Zarquon! Where can I download that mod? Michael Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Yeknodathon Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 Originally posted by Zarquon: October 30th, 1942 : The first recorded use of heavy sarcasm by the Wehrmacht. The results were devastating.No, no that's irony on a tripod... partial penetration. Yeknod [ November 10, 2002, 02:06 AM: Message edited by: Yeknodathon ] Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Nippy Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 October 30th, 1942 : The first recorded use of heavy sarcasm by the Wehrmacht. The results were devastating. What results? It turned Soviet troops into the Guards from Metal Gear Solid with all the "!" and "?" above their heads? I guess that would make the side effects horrific, as all the German troop's hair turned silver, lamented about he uselessness of war, and were continualy bitched out by their girl friends: "This panzer is cold and empty...just like your heart!" AAAAHHHHHHH!!!!! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Foobar Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 Zarquon, you made a good funny there! Thank you for my new desktop wallpaper! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Zarquon Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 CORPORAL: Sir! GENERAL: Yes, what is it? CORPORAL: News from the western front, sir! GENERAL: Yes...? CORPORAL: Big enemy attack at dawn, sir! GENERAL: Yes...? CORPORAL: Well, the enemy were all wearing little silver halos, sir ... and ... they had fairy wands with big stars on end ... and ... GENERAL: They what ... ? CORPORAL: ... and ... they had spiders in matchboxes, sir. GENERAL (in disbelief) : Good God! How did our chaps react? CORPORAL: Well, they were jolly interested, sir. Some of them... I think it was the 4th Armoured Brigade, sir, they ... GENERAL: Yes? CORPORAL: Well, they went and had a look at the spiders, sir. GENERAL: Oh my God! Thank you, Shirley. A girl emerges from under the table. She is a blonde WAAF. CORPORAL: Sir! GENERAL (to a sergeant): Get me the Prime Minister [...]. Gentlemen, it is now quite apparent that the enemy are not only fighting this war on the cheap, but they're also not taking it seriously. AGEING GENERAL: Bastards. Flying Circus, Episode 42 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Hans Posted November 10, 2002 Author Share Posted November 10, 2002 Thanks Zarquon for visualizing my dream ...but you left off 'rude gesture' Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Silvio Manuel Posted November 10, 2002 Share Posted November 10, 2002 I can't recall who posted this, or if it was their original work, but cheers to the author: Two GIs, somewhere in France, around 1944, maybe 45, late evening. Evening-ish, at least. "You know that last tank?" "What last tank?" "You know... the Tiger." "Yeah." "Well, I thi..." "That weren't no Tiger!" "You just agreed it was!" "That weren't no Tiger!" "Then what was it?" "It were a Panzer IV J." "Was not." "Take a look." "...... OK. You know that last tank?" "What tank." "The f*cking Panzer IV!" "Yeah, what about it?" "It was... I dunno... too easy." "You figure 100 yards isn't sportin' anymore?" "No, I don't think it is." "So.... You wanna plant a mine?" "Nah... that's what we got the Tiger with." "What Tiger?" "The tank before the Panzer IV." "Oh, yeah, sorry. Ok..... we havn't done Molotov's in awhile." "Are the bottles empty?" "No." "Drink up. Maybe tomarrow." "You wanna dig a tank trap?" "Do I look like a want to dig a tank trap?" "I dunno, do you?" "Guess." "Yes." "Wrong." "You do, you know. You look like you wanna dig a tank trap." "Give me some of what you're drinking and shut up." "That's not very nice." "Shut up!" "........ Um, I've got an idea." "Do we have to leave the building? Or dig?" "No." "Do we have to pour out any of the al-cho-hol?" "No." "Ok, what is it?" "You know the bazooka?" "You mean the one we shot your precious Panzer IVG with?" "No." "What!?" "It were a IV J, remember?" "Just tell me the f*cking idea." "Well.... we take a bazooka shell, and we pull out the pin..." "This isn't going to be like that time in Gournay, is it?" "No." "Or the time in Reims? With the Colonel and all those sheep?" "No. You know I swore I wouldn't do that again." "Then what is it?" "Well, we take a bazooka shell and we pull the pin out." "You said that already." "Um... I didn't say "out" before." "Where are you from again? Never mind. We take out the safety. Then what?" "Then we just drop it." "That doesn't sound very clever." "On a tank, I mean." "...... It'd have to get pretty close." "Yeah." "Really close." "Yeah." "Right under the window." "Yeah." "And then I lean out and drop it. On a tank." "Yep!" "You go first." "Nah..." "No, really. I got the last tank, the Tiger." "Ok....I've already taken out the pins, see?" "You... what!?" "I was going to make mines. Maybe put 'em in a tank trap, just to make sure. Something." "All the shells?" "Panzer IV!" "What? Where?! Get down! All our ammo is about to go off, you idiot!" "... right over there. The last tank were a Panzer IV J, not a Tiger, remember?" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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