Scandinavia in Flames. Up and down again.
I took a trip to our fair nation’s capitol, Stockholm, to show the northerners how proper FoW is to be played. I took my newly painted Soviet Mixed Tankovy list.
8x Mark 3 Lee´s with tank riders
5x KV1e
2 Katyushas with extra loading crew
3 dice I-153 biplane with rockets
The trip up was uneventful. 6 hours on a train reading, listening to music and munching on sandwiches. Well in town I head to some friends to impose and crash on their floor over the weekend. As I arrived I find a poker game in progress and dive right in and proceed to lose some of my travelling money on a badly executed bluff... never drink and play... damn that absinthe...
The tournament in itself started well. I managed to navigate the subway and commuter trains to suburbia and worm my way though small streets and a stroll though some wood. The tournament took place in a small communal building in Sollentuna north of Stockholm.
It was a cozy little building with a beautiful old cast iron stove I wanted to sneak home with me.
6-1 to me
Game to took place in the dark woods of eastern Europe against the San Marco marine infantry of the Italian navy (paraduchistis played as marines, some neat conversion works with sailor collars).
The third game was against a soviet militia force with more bases than Wong’s in a Chinese phonebook. In the end I played like an ass and managed to lose what should have been a easy victory. I advanced into close combat with Lee´s and KV´s with the T26´s protected their flanks against the horde of Russians on the other side of a railroad that split the table. I played aggressive and plowed into assault yet I always consolidated backwards for some reason. At the time i thought I wanted to avoid to be surrounded and to avoid flamer tanks. In retrospect I should have pushed on and pushed though his infantry (who could hardly harm my tanks) and surrounded his tanks and killed them. Instead it went tits up and i lost.
1-6 to me
Game 4 was a nightmare. More Italians. An Italian defensive company with lots and lots of AT guns. I was convinced I would be squashed. In the end both me and my opponent was surprised. I pushed my light tanks towards one flank to hold half his platoons pinned down and remain in cover while I pushed the rest towards an objective in a wood on the other flank. My hope was to overwhelm his troops and swamp his guns in tanks. The plan worked halfway and after losing my commander and heavy tanks my mediums wiped out almost all resistance and contested the objective. A remnant of AT guns still remained pointed in the wrong way but still remained close enough to stop me from winning. By the time they died Italian reinforcements had rolled up
3-4 to me
Game 5
On the north my KV´s rolled through all opposition crushing the panzer 4s in front of them but by the time they arrived at the objective it was too late. The Tiger was waiting for them.
My lights screwed up and either got lost or found the emergency vodka supply and turned up to late to facilitate my plan. When they came in they were greeted by panzer 3s lurking in a wood and a firefight erupted. A few of my brave tankers managed to contest the objective and kill of his recon but in the end they were killed off. The last falling to a tiger shell that made scrap metal of him.
3-4 to me.
In the end I placed 4th with which I’m very pleased for my first tournament playing with tanks.
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