Thanks to my opponents...

[Herr Straße Laufer]

Colonel Dogwhit stomped his foot in frustration. ":curse:" as he trotted to the waiting staff car. "Damned those Krauts. Damn that Major Roadrunner ... the fool has gone and issued a 'Tally Ho' to my boys."

Dogwhit shakes his head. "This was to be our pursuit. How could the Krauts have turned so quickly and mustered so much? :censored:"

The German pivot quickly brought the British advance to a standstill. It was a matter of superior guns being brought to bear on inferior armor. Though some of the Crusaders were Mk III's they proved incapable of getting in close to inflict enough damage on the Kraut III's and IV's! :chin:

Dogwhit has a moment of peace that only comes from his radio being shot out. Division has been calling and wanting a report.
Major Roadrunner was engrossed in closing with the enemy. Speed has failed him. He is now in for a penny, in for a pound. God save the King!
The swift bird's whole command hears one last order from the mad major, "Form on me. Let's take the fight to them! Tally Ho!"
Engines roar. Dust is thrown in high plumes behind the surging Crusaders. More than a few tank commanders have "onward into the valley" go through their minds.
And, one final call from the major. "Meep Meep!" :P