Pvt. Vortsteve hugged the floor as 30mm shells hammered the neighboring building. A 73mm high-explosive round landed to his left a few seconds later, taking out Trooperwonders as he piled desks and chairs against the wall to create a defensive barrier. Bits of wood, shrapnel, and the team leader flew everywhere, hitting him in the side like jagged pieces of hail. Vortsteve took off his helmet and laid it over his head, lowering his skull by half an inch. The cold floor vibrated against his ear, carrying the sounds of tracks and gears as Soviet vehicles maneuvered outside. A sharp jolt pulsated through the ground, and one of the vehicles was silenced. "Always assess the situation!" his old lieutenant echoed. "Victory comes from knowing the enemy, and knowing yourself!" There was Soviet armor in front of him, mortar shells behind him, and friendly F-4s coming to drop bombs right on top of him. As for himself... his lower body was completely soaked in piss. So what was his assessment? "I should've joined the Coast Guard!" he said out loud, inaudibly.
Specialist Andrew Offen has just served long enough to be in charge of the TOW launcher when the war came. The tall nineteen-year-old Australian-American paratrooper lived in LA for his entire life after his parents moved to the states in 1962. Never really into army stuff before a nasty breakup at the end of high school and a particularly manipulative recruiter. All the memories are flashing in front of his eyes, every nerve in his brain is strained and torn trying to fight off the fear when his head narrowly avoided a 125mm shell. The whizzing sound is like a whiplash from that distance. Still, he managed to keep his cool, the adrenaline rushing through his blood like liquid nitrogen. He fights off the shake on his hands, continuing to guide that little white dot towards the BMP a kilometer away before the rotary reloader of the T-72 finished its job and turn everyone on the jeep into mangled corpses. He cannot run away right now. It feels like an eternity before the dot connects with the belly of a BMP. Pvt. "Ivan" Pash violently kicks the valve to bring the jeep downslope away from the sight of the Russian murder machines. A thundering explosion kicked off on the frontal slope seconds later, he can't believe he survived, for now. How many Russian-Americans are there in the 82nd?
How do you think it would have worked out if the initial Sov recon had seized the high ground where you had your FO and then moved the tanks up there in a support by fire position to support the infantry assault? My guess is that it would be worse for your guys but the Sov might run out of time before they could actually seize the objectives.
Soviet player mistake was trying to do three things at the same time definitely. Taking Southern objective, seizing the high ground with a lone BRDM and sending an MR platoon to flank. If he put this BTR platoon on top of the hill instead of trying to go for the mortars, the situation would be much worse for Hapless. And in that case, the push along the road to flank with BMP platoons would work out much better. But of course hindsight is 20/20 here.
@@CruelDwarfOn the other hand anything that moves up the high ground will certainly be greeted with all the Dragons. (the good thing is that a highly mechanized force can practically isolate the battlefield against a light infantry opponent)
@@Mr66D I was expecting the soviet player to deny the hill with mortar fire. I was surprised when he decided for a somewhat ineffective bombardment of the objective
Pvt. Vortsteve hugged the floor as 30mm shells hammered the neighboring building. A 73mm high-explosive round landed to his left a few seconds later, taking out Trooperwonders as he piled desks and chairs against the wall to create a defensive barrier. Bits of wood, shrapnel, and the team leader flew everywhere, hitting him in the side like jagged pieces of hail.
Vortsteve took off his helmet and laid it over his head, lowering his skull by half an inch. The cold floor vibrated against his ear, carrying the sounds of tracks and gears as Soviet vehicles maneuvered outside. A sharp jolt pulsated through the ground, and one of the vehicles was silenced.
"Always assess the situation!" his old lieutenant echoed. "Victory comes from knowing the enemy, and knowing yourself!" There was Soviet armor in front of him, mortar shells behind him, and friendly F-4s coming to drop bombs right on top of him. As for himself... his lower body was completely soaked in piss.
So what was his assessment?
"I should've joined the Coast Guard!" he said out loud, inaudibly.
Specialist Andrew Offen has just served long enough to be in charge of the TOW launcher when the war came. The tall nineteen-year-old Australian-American paratrooper lived in LA for his entire life after his parents moved to the states in 1962. Never really into army stuff before a nasty breakup at the end of high school and a particularly manipulative recruiter.
All the memories are flashing in front of his eyes, every nerve in his brain is strained and torn trying to fight off the fear when his head narrowly avoided a 125mm shell. The whizzing sound is like a whiplash from that distance. Still, he managed to keep his cool, the adrenaline rushing through his blood like liquid nitrogen. He fights off the shake on his hands, continuing to guide that little white dot towards the BMP a kilometer away before the rotary reloader of the T-72 finished its job and turn everyone on the jeep into mangled corpses. He cannot run away right now.
It feels like an eternity before the dot connects with the belly of a BMP. Pvt. "Ivan" Pash violently kicks the valve to bring the jeep downslope away from the sight of the Russian murder machines. A thundering explosion kicked off on the frontal slope seconds later, he can't believe he survived, for now.
How many Russian-Americans are there in the 82nd?
Combat mission fan-fic?
ATGMs Remaining: 9
ATGMs Fired: 23
ATGM Hits: 12
Vehicles Killed: 17/23
informative
Headcanon about captain DC, he has a special someone studying at St George’s medical college down in Grenada
“Does the vehicles you mean includes the trucks Ivan bring along?”
No, it only refers to vehicles that can’t be killed by one dude with a pistol.
Casualties Turn 20: Platoon 3 - gets wiped out in 19 turns. Platoon 2 "Hold my beer":
Taco Maru
Tarras Martyuk
Cave Bird
Trooper Wanders
Dip
Cricket Blue
Hairy Potter First
Sergeant Zelesky
Turn 19:
Skinnybob
Ollie G
Railgun Lovebites
Balls Fears Nothing
Jimmychanga
Rip Van Winkle
Conscript Yarrick
Abtomatt
Romeitas (POW)
Turn 18:
Vawleilte
Oxide does his best
Second Convex
Deweeze
Tex Tanker
Kelvin P
Split S
Niktimofeovich
Turn 17:
O'Croon
Turn 16:
* None *
Turn 15:
Comrade Max
Penner (POW)
Turn 14:
Kilgore
Dr. Fusselpulli
Judging by that tank's reaction, it seems like Luka doesn't want to eat your TOWs
As a member of Andrew Offen's TOW Jeep (and I am totally the gunner btw) I am somewhat pleased that the tank shell missed my head by 8 inches.
How do you think it would have worked out if the initial Sov recon had seized the high ground where you had your FO and then moved the tanks up there in a support by fire position to support the infantry assault?
My guess is that it would be worse for your guys but the Sov might run out of time before they could actually seize the objectives.
Soviet player mistake was trying to do three things at the same time definitely. Taking Southern objective, seizing the high ground with a lone BRDM and sending an MR platoon to flank. If he put this BTR platoon on top of the hill instead of trying to go for the mortars, the situation would be much worse for Hapless. And in that case, the push along the road to flank with BMP platoons would work out much better. But of course hindsight is 20/20 here.
Irrespective of how he might have used it himself, not denying the hill to Hapless may have cost Luka the battle.
@@CruelDwarfOn the other hand anything that moves up the high ground will certainly be greeted with all the Dragons. (the good thing is that a highly mechanized force can practically isolate the battlefield against a light infantry opponent)
@@Mr66D I was expecting the soviet player to deny the hill with mortar fire. I was surprised when he decided for a somewhat ineffective bombardment of the objective
Another tactical delight.
Not as many sheets on the clipboard now presumably?
Doesn't Luka get more artillery? He really should have prioritized the hill as the biggest threat, especially after his recon.
Right on time!