|View of the British positions from the Hotakistani viewpoint|
From his position on the low rise between the houses, Sergeant Limbrick peered across the shallow valley in front of him. The stream bed was mostly dry, small pools of crystal blue water indicating where it would run when the rains came. The beautiful azure water never ceased to amaze the Sergeant, it seemed to be an intrusion on this stark and dry land. A few semi-ruined buildings stood on the other side, scattered around the empty fields; the civilians had fled the area months before, when fighting between UN forces and the insurgents around Patrol Base 55 had grown too intense. Then, the enemy had been hard to find, and avoided stand up fights; today, however, would be different. As it had been a week ago when an Hotaki armoured column had tried to force its way through the British mechanized infantry screen, the arrival of the Challenger's had been decisive.
He had been observing an approaching dust cloud for the last half hour, its source hidden by the undulating ground - but he knew from the increasing clattering noise that it was enemy tanks moving up. The Hotakis had overrun everything in their path since their sudden strike over the border, and the only thing that stood between them and FOB Breakbone was this small force of Brits dug in on the ridge. This would be the second thrust at the British line in a week. The British had one major advantage - although the Hotakis outnumbered them and had air superiority, the British forces were carefully concealed and would be able to strike the first blows. In a newly built bunker in front of his tank a team of infantry brewed tea. One of the troopers was about to bring him a mug of tea.
|The bad start to a bad beginning, the first T-72 burns, while the religious commissar exhorts the crew of the third T-72.|
'Bravo Two, Bravo Two. Infantry report hostile eight o'clock, your position. Engage and destroy'.
|"It's not the end of the beginning, it is the end of the end!"|
Decisive Victory to the UN
British casualties - 2 dead, 8 wounded; 1 Warrior IFV destroyed.
Hotaki casualties - 4 captured, 3 dead, 12 MIA presumed dead; 3 T-72's and 3 T-55's destroyed.
Mark and Shane took the British, while Mark and Kevin took the Hotakistani's. We played at a balmy 33°C (feels like 36°C) at the club.
Mini's: T-55's a mix of Peter Pig and Skytrex. Challengers are QRF (I think).