So, last night saw a WAT 1940 game loosely set during the British counter-attack at Arras on May 21st.
Phil, Tony and Malcolm took command of the Jerries. Dave, Chris and Rob led the Brits. Greg watched in disbelief.....
As they were outnumbered the Nazi swine made haste to form a defensive line in the various woods and hedgerows.
The British armour clanked onto the table at less than breakneck speed. Blitzkrieg this was not.
Dave took the south with his A13 and A9, Chris the centre with a similar force and Rob the North with his solitary Matilda II.
Visibility was difficult due to the close terrain, but shots began to be traded. A lucky 2pdr strike on Tony’s Panzerjager I saw three hits and no saves. First blood to the British and one very sulky Tony.
After this the battle settled into a game of cat and mouse. The Germans sniping at the British from the woods, and the British finding it frustratingly difficult to locate targets.
The sole exception were the adventures of Malcolm in the North. Here, a lone Pz38(T) charged the Matilda only to find itself outnumbered . A “fast” tank vs a “slow” tank was an interesting contact. Jerry poured cannon fire into the flank and rear of the Matilda but with 7 defence dice boy that Infantry tank was a tough nut to crack.
With the Germans holding their line Chris decided to charge forward. Result, one dead A9 and an exposed A13.
By nearly 22.00 it was clear that the British counter-attack had not broken through, and the Supreme Being awarded the game to the German defenders.
In hindsight it was a frustrating evening for everyone concerned. Shooting had been pretty woeful and the guns and armour fairly well matched.
Next week, a return to the 4th century BC Chersonese for a Thracian-Athenian TTS re-match.
Simon
Phil, Tony and Malcolm took command of the Jerries. Dave, Chris and Rob led the Brits. Greg watched in disbelief.....
As they were outnumbered the Nazi swine made haste to form a defensive line in the various woods and hedgerows.
The British armour clanked onto the table at less than breakneck speed. Blitzkrieg this was not.
Dave took the south with his A13 and A9, Chris the centre with a similar force and Rob the North with his solitary Matilda II.
Visibility was difficult due to the close terrain, but shots began to be traded. A lucky 2pdr strike on Tony’s Panzerjager I saw three hits and no saves. First blood to the British and one very sulky Tony.
After this the battle settled into a game of cat and mouse. The Germans sniping at the British from the woods, and the British finding it frustratingly difficult to locate targets.
The sole exception were the adventures of Malcolm in the North. Here, a lone Pz38(T) charged the Matilda only to find itself outnumbered . A “fast” tank vs a “slow” tank was an interesting contact. Jerry poured cannon fire into the flank and rear of the Matilda but with 7 defence dice boy that Infantry tank was a tough nut to crack.
With the Germans holding their line Chris decided to charge forward. Result, one dead A9 and an exposed A13.
By nearly 22.00 it was clear that the British counter-attack had not broken through, and the Supreme Being awarded the game to the German defenders.
In hindsight it was a frustrating evening for everyone concerned. Shooting had been pretty woeful and the guns and armour fairly well matched.
Next week, a return to the 4th century BC Chersonese for a Thracian-Athenian TTS re-match.
Simon
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