Leto's View - To assault a Soviet. QB DAR vs Colonel Talvela ***

[Copper]

Is it just me, or are these pictures looking dark? hmmm...

Anyways... back to Endor where the furry Soviet Ewoks have dealt a stultifying blow to the Imperial Stormtroopers of Emperor Leto.

Intoxicated with triumph, and my head swelling with a fine frothy mead called, "hubris", I charge forth my Strumtroopers on turn 36 across one last slice of open ground (and the flag is mine, mwuahahahahaha!).

Up from the jungle rise the last vestiges of the warrior pixies, and in almost as quick as it takes to shove a plum up your arse, I've lost Lt. van den Krusher (famed on the soviet front for using walnut crackers to interrogate Russian troops) and two half squads of Imperial sturmtroopers... as they cross the now ocean like chasm of the gap between cover. Two other squads are crushed by rocks and point-ed sticks... while another two half squads break and bolt from the furry SMG wielding menace before them.



I still have two platoons closing from the top, and one platoon closing from the bottom in a pincer... the orange lines indicate where my 75 IG and 150mm Grille will be painting some HE portraits on Soviet uniform canvas next turn.

OF NOTE: he's somehow repositioned his 122 fire onto the top half of the EAST flag where another platoon of my sturmtroopers was advancing, but it stopped this turn... very possible that he could lay it down again and thwart me from the flag... but the hetzer's are there to make sure they will not be his either.

LET THAT BE A LESSON! Never, and I repeat, NEVER, rush a whole platoon of troops across open ground to an area where you have not yet cleared and enemy troops could be hiding. HALF SQUAD FIRST. I was going to do it, but then opted not to, thinking Dave crushed.

Well, he will be, it's just going to take the remainder of the next 3 turns to do it.

In the WEST, it has turned into an old fashioned shoot out, as my Kompany of strumtroopers on the ridge eating 122 HE is given reprieve by the spotter. They now advance towards the 2nd WESTERN flag after my own arty spotter has plastered the flag area for a full turn and a half.

OF NOTE, my 150 IG is now setup and will be firing on the second flag this next turn.



But the real interesting thing here is the behavior of Dave's T-34/85... as you can see in the picture below, his retreating into cover, has left him in a most unenviable position... My Hetzer commander already with one glove on, and a bottle of lube in the other, anxiously await the next turn...



The middle flag is surrounded by Imperial sturmtroopers, with only a few maxim's pestering the imperial death march forward. Mortars and the Grille are preparing to blow a few kisses there way... I shall not give you a screenie of this, as it is the same boring old crushing of Soviet infantry under the jackboot of my Imperial Sturmtrooper's kind of stuff.

The last 3 turns of this match will be an absolute nut stretcher.

Stay tuned!

Cheers!

Leto