Newsletter Extra! Extra! Allies Liberate Europe from the Nazis

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The DOD Division hosted its biggest event in July and August: Realism 11, pitting the Allied forces against Axis forces for a realistic battle across Europe in a five-week tournament. The event was run by Division Leader Chuck Norris, with the able assistance of Megs A Tagger, Boyle and Dudly as Tournament Advisors. The Allies were lead by anti, Rufio and Superglue while the Axis commanders were Dr. Compton, Matzwhat, and St0rmy. They all put in a lot of hard work to make the tournament run smoothly. The battle results can be viewed here. Further details are available on the Realism 11 Headquarters Discussion thread, including team rosters and background information.

Mr. Nicoll and St0rmy (AKA Schtormy) were kind and diligent enough to prepare journals for their teams, which are published below. Blaze and Quaffer were invaluable, reviewing and editing the journals.

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Mr_Nicoll is a field reporter assigned to the Allied 75th Rangers Regiment, an elite rifle squad deployed to liberate Europe from the Nazi infiltration. Realizing that the Allied forces were diminished, Mr_Nicoll volunteered to pick up a gun and assist the Allies. This did not stop him from detailing the action he witnessed first hand.

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While traversing the battlefield, as the smoke cleared, a young soldier found and delivered to Mr_Nicoll private letters from the now-missing Generalmajor St0rmy of the 36th Waffen SS Division to his wife. He published these together with his field assessment.
 
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Battle 1

Allies attack France from the Netherlands on dod_ludendorff_b3.


The Allies attack at Ludendorff Bridge:


The fog lay thick on the stretch of metal that was Ludendorff Bridge, a formidable defensive position having been laid by the Axis; the Allies faced a challenge. With depleted numbers (a mere handful of men in each squad) plans were distributed and everyone came together in order to break the Axis wall.

The first attack was cunningly put together, something unusual that the Axis would not suspect -- swim across the river! The current was strong and the water cold as the Allies swam across it, trying to shake off the river’s numbing grip. As they surfaced, it was every man for himself, as a deluge of bullets rained upon them -- a hail storm from the god of war suddenly shadowed the Allied advance. Some made it, many did not.

The remaining few set forth, anxious to achieve their victory. Enemies on the bridge were the first to go down. The machine gunner soon followed. The rest were inside the dreaded towers, sitting, waiting, alert for their prey to come through the doorways. Half a dozen Allies soon dwindled to just Chuck Norris and another new recruit. Their attack was slow paced, methodical and downright accurate, clearing each section as they could. It just wasn’t enough, as the Allied attack finally collapsed. The Axis had won their defense, repelling the Allied advance decisively.

The corresponding letter from Generalmajor St0rmy to his wife, Heidi:

Liebe Heidi,

I am writing to you from the majestic towers of Ludendorff Bridge. This tranquil landscape was drastically different this past weekend when the Americans were na?ve enough to attack us from the East side of the bridge. We had suspected that the Allies would make a push into the Netherlands for some time and prepared accordingly. The good Herr Doktor’s plan was a brilliant success as we remained hidden in the bridge’s towers and undercarriage until the scum were close enough to smell the sauerkraut on our breath. However, those devious freedom-lovers gave us all a shock, and then a laugh, as they decided to swim across the river! Those fools!

Needless to say we pushed back their assault with relative ease. The last American to live was trembling with fright as I chased him between the two towers while taunting him and replicating his screeching sounds. A brave soldier from the Vaterland managed to shoot him in the spleen but he remained alive. Unfortunate for him, as Herr Doktor Compton has a very “inquisitive” mind and a dull scalpel.

Alas, wars need fighting and I need a strudel in my stomach. I will write again later.

Viele Gr??e und K?sse,

Dein Schtormy


P.S. I am happy to say that half of the soldiers assigned to my squad are Danish volunteers. It is nice to have them in my squad and to hear their accents again. I have not heard Danish or a Danish accent since our good friend Zeak died in that toboggan accident in 1937.


Allied Attack Summary: The 75th Rangers Regiment tried to take Finland, but they were no match for the defense the 36th Waffen SS Division had set up.

The final score was 2:0 Axis.



Axis attack Finland from Poland on dod_claremont_b3.

The Allies defend at Claremont:


The stifled ruins of Claremont were something of an amazement, with cracks, walls, and piles and of rubble and debris -- the perfect hiding spot, the perfect situation to repel the Axis advance, after the slap in the face at Ludendorff. Each squad took its place: church, apartments, balcony, tank…all were to be mainstays for the Allies as the Axis would (hopefully) soon meet their fate here.

Rifle-grenades whistled overhead as they were fired from both sides, impeding the Axis advance and allowing the Allies to retake their positions. The few confirmed kills garnered a slight morale boost for the Allies. As the Axis advanced from the church, many of the Allies were overlooked by passing Axis soldiers who, unbeknownst to them, were rushing to their death.

The main figurehead in Claremont was the bank. The Axis had access to its roof, where they could easily oversee any Allied movements in the buildings across and parallel to them; however, Superglue’s squad of Allies were poised to attack directly opposite them. Mr_Nicoll and Superglue, with rifles cocked and ammunition hot, picked off any Axis soldiers who dared to show their heads above the limestone features of the roof. The repeated cries of "down" signaled the fall of Axis soldiers. Glue and Nicoll didn’t see the sniper poised in the far corner. Mr_Nicoll was first to go down, followed by several stragglers who followed through from the church.

Superglue managed to fall back, sitting in the corner of a disused apartment corridor, waiting for the few remaining soldiers to go down. As he readied his weapon, a squad of four men came upon him, and, after a sudden burst of bullets one went down, and another was injured, bleeding, dying, dead. Then Superglue’s weapon jammed, forcing to reach for his pistol, injuring the remaining two Nazis before being fatally shot in the lower chest.

The S Squad commander and the entire middle squad were down! However, the remaining few Axis soldiers were walking into the trap set by the Allies. Poised on rooftops and in windows, the Axis didn’t stand a chance. The Axis was defeated due to several blows by Garand, BAR and Thompson rifles. Although men were lost, the Allies successfully defended Claremont, keeping the war even and allowing them to fight another day. Having their first taste of war, the Allies would be stronger, bolstered by the heroic feats that they witnessed. Every survivor received a dignified promotion while they mourned the death of their less fortunate comrades.


Liebe Heidi,

I am slightly troubled as we have been given disturbing news. As you know, the Fightin’ 36th was created as an ultra elite unit to “deal with” partizans and other troublemakers. Alas, our role has changed in this war and we are now fighting all across Europe to protect the Vaterland. Today we have confirmed what we suspected from our battle at Ludendorff Bridge; the Allies unit we are fighting consists of the combined Olympic shooting teams of America, England, other Allied countries, and even the maple-flavored cesspool of Canada.

Their skill is undeniable as is their mission of attempting to hinder our unit’s triumphs for the Vaterland. The time has come to fight our devious yet venerable foe in the Polish town of Claremont. If the name sounds familiar, you may remember the stories of a gold-hungry platoon of Americans who were completely annihilated by the panzer division that formerly held the city. Fortunately, the battle will not last long as Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton dislikes Poland and only plans to test our enemy’s tactics in this battle.

Alles Liebe,

Dein Schtormy


P.S. My squad seems to be getting along well. I suppose it is because they respect my Rank of Milit?rberater. However, the Danish members of my squad seem to stop talking when I enter their tent and follow me with their unblinking gaze. They have taken a liking to their non-Danish squadmates and have taught them some Danish. Now whenever I give a command the entire squad replies in Danish! I will say: “Climb that fence!” and they reply “G? ad helvede til!!” Maybe when we win this war we can take a trip to Denmarkland.


Axis Attack Summary: After their successful defense in the Netherlands, the 36th Waffen SS Division pushed into Finland. The outnumbered 75th Rangers Regiment suffered substantial losses, but managed to defend the territory.

The final score was 2:1 Allies.
 
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Battle 2

Axis attacks Norway from Denmark on dod_hillside_1944.


Allied defense of Hillside:


Atop the battle-scarred ruins and crater-filled terrain of “Hillside”, the Allied soldiers took their positions to repel the Axis advance. After their transport plane was shot down, the Allies took to defending the village, waiting for evacuation to safer pastures. Each soldier was set in his own position, ranging from cramped staircases, bedrooms, and hedgerows to couches and even bathrooms. They were situated to repel the Axis advance.

As the Axis forces were spotted in the distance, Superglue gave an awe-inspiring speech to the men who would defend this small and fragile land -- morale was high and every man was set. The Axis took to using delayed and decoy-like tactics in order to confuse the Allies by using their MG42 to spray a hailstorm of bullets into every crevice, crack and penetrable object in sight in an attempt to keep Allied heads low and unaware of the advancing enemy.

The Axis soldiers clumsily hurdled around a select number of entrance points, while Chuck Norris (a highly skilled and cunning Allied soldier) sat perched atop a staircase. To his surprise, stick grenades came hurtling in his direction, one after another. He threw each back, as if to say “Ha! Your potato-mashers are no match for me!” His luck ran out as a rifle bullet to the chest killed him instantly -- but not before a substantial number of Axis soldiers fell from their own explosives.

In the second round, the Axis completely ignored and failed to advance on a particular building, which (unknown to them) housed several Allied soldiers. Mr_Nicoll made the brave decision to go outside and see where the Axis were positioned. To his amazement, there were five Axis soldiers, unaware of his presence, attempting to assault a small, barren house. Every shot took an enemy's life. The first shot brought about confusion and panic, but this was short-lived, as the whole squad was quickly annihilated. The Allies maintained their defensive position and beat the Axis advance, only incurring a small number of casualties to their superior force. This would pave the way towards full and final victory towards the liberation of Europe.


Liebe Heidi,

I believe that my superior officers Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton and Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat share my frustrations from our assault on a hillside town in Norway. This frustration comes from knowing we could have done better than we did. Also, Herr Doktor Compton is unusually grumpy which makes the rest of us grumpy too. We planned our assault several times but on the eve of battle the good Doktor asked me to use our Maschinengewehr 42 to provide suppressing fire into some civilian homes at the peak of the hill. I can never say no to using my splendid piece of machinery created by the gods themselves to fire hundreds of 7.92x57mm rounds into inanimate or animate objects.

The initial assault seemed to be going well but my new role threw off the dynamics of my squad and left me drunk with the power of the MG 42. Later in the battle, instead of letting another brave soldier like Q-tip (yes, it is a stupid name) take point, I decided that my good friend Maschinengewehr 42 and I would do fine. I was wrong. In any case, our assault was not a success and we left the battlefield with no more or less territory for the Vaterland. The Danes in my squad tried to cheer me up by shaking me violently and saying “Dit svin! D? nu narr?v!” I guess it cheered me up a little.

Viele Gr??e,

Dein Schtormy


Axis Attack Summary: The 36th Waffen SS Division moved their soldiers towards Norway, but the 75th Rangers Regiment successfully defeated the German forces.

The final score was 2:0 Allies.



Allies attack Italy from North Africa on dod_venteux_final.

Allied attack of Venteux:


Cunningly thought out and put together by the command staff of the Allies, they were sure to throw the Axis defense off guard and take Italy swiftly. The tactic was simple: assault and push to hold. The three main objectives were “orange”, “ruins” and “cellar”- all presumed Axis strongholds, which may meet swift resistance.

The first attack was fraught with perils. Smoke grenades and misinterpretation of orders saw them fire off in the wrong positions; however, this proved to confuse the Axis further as to what was actually happening. The “ruins” were stormed, expecting tense resistance and close-combat warfare. Instead, there was no one in sight -- none of the Axis had decided to defend the key avenue that was “ruins”. This baffled the Allies, as they soon went on to weed out the remaining pockets of resistance that were scattered about the battlefield, as well as bunched together in several buildings in their designated sector.

The final attack decimated the squads and men, as the final pocket of resistance was met in the “cellar”. The Axis bunched up their MG, rocket and remaining rifle and auto troops in this small, cramped and moist detachment, a disastrous environment sure to be met with a terrible outcome.

With swift maneuverability and increased confusion as to where shots were being fired from, Skippy – a battled-hardened soldier with morale shooting through the roof – made the both heroic and risky decision to fire a grenade into the cramped space, risking wounding himself and his remaining soldiers, in a bid to weed out and destroy the remaining Axis soldiers held up in the “cellar”. To everyone’s amazement, Skippy’s rifle-grenade took out the remaining four Axis soldiers, ultimately claiming supreme victory for the Allies.

Morale toppled the charts as the Allies celebrated victory in both defense and offense. This was truly an event where hopes and aspirations ran high -- hopefully carving the way forward for more successful and inspirational victories in future battles. The Allies gained their territory and grasped a much welcomed and sought after foothold into Europe, and into the heart of the Axis command.


Liebe Heidi,

I apologize for not writing sooner. However, I have been contemplating telling you a secret. This letter must be burned after you read it as High Command will likely take actions against our division’s officers if they find out.

I fear my good friend and commanding officer Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton is losing his grip on reality. I have known of his affliction since we were at University together. He is both cursed and blessed with an inquisitive mind and a need for fresh “specimens” to conduct his “research.” Normally, this would not be a problem as peasants and partisans are plentiful. However, the Fightin’ 36th Division’s orders have changed and the areas we are deployed to have few if any partisans. For now only the Feldmarschall’s closest confidants know of his struggle with reality and the need to satiate his desire for fresh “specimens.”

Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat is very perceptive and has already volunteered his men to undergo “comprehensive medical evaluations” by Herr Doktor Compton on the eve of our latest battle. Unfortunately, our defense of Venteux, Italy failed. Whether it was the demoralization of Herr Doktor Compton’s physical examinations, the respectable rifle skills of the Allies, or my poor selection of defense points, one thing remains clear: our soldiers fought their hardest and cannot wait to avenge their fallen comrades and their eerily charismatic leader Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton.

Dein Schtormy


P.S. My Danish friends are beginning to open up to me more. Even though I am an officer, they still play traditional Danish games with me and treat me like one of the guys. Today when I woke up I was covered in pickled herring, rye bread, and remoulade. I think that means they think of me as a fellow Dane now.


Allied Attack Summary: After successfully defending Norway, the 75th Rangers Regiment pushed into Italy. The 36th Waffen SS Division could not hold off the surprise attack.

The final score was 2:0 Allies. Allies take control of Italy.
 
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Battle 3

Allies attack France from Great Britain on dod_plateau_b6.


Allied Attack of Plateau:


The mission was clear: assault the hill and take several key objectives. Nothing too difficult for the elite Allied soldiers. Explosive charges had been set on the numerous barricades that littered the scenery, attempting to impede the Allied advance. When “FIRE IN THE HOLE!” was echoed during the advance, every man dove for cover behind whatever was available.

The assault was a struggle, a slow advance, as each man fell victim to the hidden snipers and riflemen of the elite Waffen SS. As the Allies slowly gripped a foothold in enemy territory, they deployed smokescreens to cover their advance and sneak into hiding spots…which attracted a hail of enemy machine gun fire and rifle bullets.

General Anti took to his sniper rifle to try and put a dent in the formidable Axis defense. One by one, soldiers were picked off in an attempt to clear the way for what remained of the Allies, up until the Allied commander fell victim to the Axis rifles.

Xanado the brave took the point with a bazooka, slowly but surely advancing the squad, as each rocket took off with a whoosh and the others tried to get their rifles trained on any remaining Axis soldiers in their cowardly hiding spots. Ironically, it was Xando who fell victim to an Axis rocket.

The Allied advance petered out at this point, the remaining soldiers retreating both stronger in pride and in valor, having put a big dent in the Axis defensive position and their morale. The Allies were intent on liberating the people from a ruthless tyranny that seemed to have swept over most, if not all, of the world.


Liebe Heidi

I am writing from the garden hedgerows of a small town in France known only as Plateau. Spirits are high as we managed to pull off an amazing victory against seemingly insurmountable odds. I have questioned the good Herr Doktor Compton’s competence, sanity, and grooming habits in the past. However, our most recent battle has cemented my opinion that he is a master strategist, at least when he is not preoccupied with his “examinations” of our prisoners. At first I was unsure of his selection of a wide open town surrounded by hedges and bisected by a railroad track for a defensive position since the Allied scum have surprisingly capable riflemen. Fortunately, my skepticism was soon put to rest as a single riflemen (Immortal Technique) killed several dozen Amis with ease. The rest were subsequently “liquidated” as per Herr Doktor Compton’s instructions.

Our tremendous victory is an even greater achievement as Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton was unable to attend the battle because of “a very important mani-pedi appointment” he had to attend to. Additionally, Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat was unable to speak because of an amazing karaoke performance the night before. I would like to take credit for the our marvelous defense of Plateu but my squad was assigned to a part of town that was left untouched by the Allied assault. The credit for our most recent victory must go to Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat’s squad and Unterfeldwebel Dodgy for leading Herr Doktor Compton’s squad.

Dein Schtormy

P.S. Unfortunately, most of my squad has contracted food poisoning shortly after the battle. I suspect the Danish members of my squad ate the half-rotten oranges we found behind some hedges. I don’t know why, but they seem to love oranges almost as much as they love me (as a friend and commanding officer of course). Even after becoming extremely sick they still think of me and graciously offered me some of their rotten fruit by carefully throwing it at me while I slept.


Allied Attack Summary: The 75th Rangers Regiment moved on France, but the 36th Waffen SS Division held off the advancing Allied forces.

The final score was 2:0 Axis.


Axis attacks Great Britain from France on dod_troddle.

Allied Defense of Troddle:


The Allies stood, crouched, and lay down, poised to repel the Axis advance and prevent them from getting a foothold in the United Kingdom. More than pride, tea and crumpets were at stake. There was a tense wait for the Axis to advance -- were they coming at all? Unknown to the Allies, the Axis had taken to the sewers in an attempt to catch the Allies off-guard, and swing around to rear, where they expected the Allies to be the most exposed and least prepared.

Superglue was ready, dealing an amazing grenade kill, a two for one blow. The Axis advance ground to a halt, causing them to waste a few precious seconds rethinking their advance. Another column of Axis soldiers took to advancing up the narrow and exposed bridge that separated the disputed territories. That assault was soon crushed, leaving the Axis with no choice but to make a tactical retreat.

The Axis second wave was defended with a simpler plan: hold the key area around the main base, which some of the wiseguys in the group referred to as “spawn”. The last of the Allies held their position, as the few who wandered to far from base fell back due to the relentless Axis advance. Some managed to pick off a few Axis soldiers who had advanced over the bridge. However, the Axis had deployed their own sniper on their side of the bridge, directly opposite the river. This proved fatal to quite a few Allied soldiers.

Then the Axis hit a brick wall. They were no match for the strong and secure Allied positions: situated in every crack and crevice with the walls of the base covering their backs. The Axis assault failed, and with tea, crumpets and pride intact, the Allies successfully defended the UK from the tyranny of the Axis.


Liebe Heidi

I had hoped that our recent defense of Plateau would help give a boost in morale to our troops so that our assault of Troddle would be all that much easier. However, Herr Doktor Compton is still at his beautician and he left strict instructions of how we should attack this dense city that is cut in half by a deep brick waterway. Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat and I conferred in secret and decided to prioritize minimizing casualties instead of leading our men to slaughter in the deathtrap known as Troddle. Those freedom-loving Amis can have Troddle for all we care. I speak for myself and my men when I say that any assaults the Fightin’ 36th engages in will only be successful if they are led by Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton himself.

Viele Gr??e,

Dein Schtormy

P.S. Most of my squad have recovered from eating the half-rotten oranges. I fear that my men are becoming weary after fighting in so many battles. I have been saving their R&R for just such a moment, but I plan to surprise them soon when the Fightin’ 36th makes its way to Denmark.


Axis Attack Summary: The 36th Waffen SS Division attempted to take over Great Britain but were unable to overcome the defense of the 75th Rangers Regiment.

The final score was 2:0 Allies.
 
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Battle 4

Axis attack the Netherlands from Germany on dod_beaumont_rc4.


Allied Defense of Beaumont:


The defense was hastily (but expertly) planned. There were only three points of attack that the Axis could use, all leading to the same bottleneck. Nothing more. Nothing less. The killing floor was set in the courtyard where all three routes merged. It was a small, desolate square patch of ground, where anyone’s fate could be met with a hail of lead bullets.

The Allies took their positions, waiting intently for the battle to ensue. The atmosphere was thick with fear, as soldiers awaited the inevitable onslaught of enemy infantry. The initial attacks were from the middle and left paths to the courtyard. The Axis took to using desperate, foolhardy maneuvers, their war cry sounding like “Ron Paul Smash” as they all rushed blindly into the path of the waiting Allies. This saw most, if not all of the Axis meeting their demise quickly.

There were several stand-offs in the main arena; however, by some stroke of luck, a few Axis troops broke through, making their way slowly, deep into enemy territory. Three or four Axis soldiers were in a standoff in one location, unsure of exactly when and where they would meet their fate. Their attack eventually dwindled to nothing as the Allies extinguished their lives. A young NCO by the name of Hauptman Dodgy (known throughout the division for his survival skills) was the last to be felled, by a bullet to the chest from the mighty and courageous Chuck Norris.

Unbelievably, the Axis tried again, only to be beaten back yet again. This time it was Mookie and Rufio -- both highly respected Allied soldiers -- displaying their formidable rifle skills. The Axis had finally had enough and withdrew completely after the man called Green Beret (because of the flat green hat he wore) put a bullet in the last fleeing Axis soldier. Beaumont remained safe in Allied hands.


Liebe Heidi

I apologize in advance for the shortness of this letter. I have little time to write as we are in a caravan headed to the town of Beaumont. The foolish Americans think they can make a home in the Netherlands without expecting reprisal from Deutschland herself! Or is it himself since it’s the Vaterland? Hmmm in any case, we plan to annihilate the Amis in one fell swoop under the command of the glorious Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton!

The men are in high spirits as they have feasted on beer, schnitzel, and sauerkraut for the past week. As I stare into their glazed-over eyes and protruding guts, I see a bunch of winners. Surely, Herr Doktor Compton’s plan of feasting and drinking to excess is just the motivation our troops need to be victorious.

Alles Liebe,

Dein Schtormy

P.S. It turns out I have time to write after all. Our latest attack failed before it began. Unfortunately, our troops were too sick and too drunk from a sauerkraut and beer chugging contest we had five minutes before we attacked heavily fortified Allied positions. Although we technically lost a battle against the Americans, we all feel like winners since the entire Fightin’ 36th was awarded the prestigious Iron Cross of Sauerkraut und Bier Chugging, First Class.


Axis Attack Summary: The 36th Waffen SS Division pushed hard into the Netherlands with a large force but were unable to topple the 75th Rangers Regiment who had prepared well for the battle.

The final score was 2:0 Allies.


Allies attack Denmark from Finland on dod_brest_b1.

Allied attack of Brest:


The Allies were now set to take control of the large concrete impound that was the infamous U-boat pen of Brest. Fortified and fearsome, the Allies were sure to meet some stiff competition from defenders equally set on preserving the Axis fleet.

The main attack saw a push right into the small buildings that were shops, cafes and houses. They ran straight into rifle fire, resulting in a few prized Allied soldiers going down. The remaining soldiers managed to spread out and push into several areas of the battle area, temporarily confusing the Axis soldiers. The Axis recovered quickly, apparently having developed a sophisticated communications system. Kyuki was the last man standing for the Allies. Realizing he was the last hope, he made a slow and evenly paced assault, checking carefully for any remaining Axis defenders.

Again, the Axis soldiers took to using cowardly, basic tactics -- waiting in corners and behind doors for their prey to pass by -- or as we like to call them with derision, “camping”. His attack was cautious, as each corner could mean absolute death, and the certainty of defeat for the Allies and their attack. He managed to successfully clear out most of the few remaining Axis soldiers; however he had attracted the attention of the remaining Axis, drawing them to his location and sealing his fate. The Allies lost the first round of the assault.

In their next assault the Allies advanced to the left before skipping over into the middle, into the fortified section of the U-boat pens, housing both ASW Trawlers, and Type VII Submarines (the pride of the Kriegsmarine). They should have known that security would be tight in this area; it was. The Allied soldiers were pinned down behind boxes and cargo in the middle section, unable to move and unable to assault the foreboding Axis positions. As the Allies became increasing displaced, they carelessly bypassed several Axis soldiers, who were fortunately daydreaming and failed to shoot the sitting ducks.

It was only by chance that a grenade was randomly tossed into the cramped, cold concrete room that was the toilet, where a tough woman soldier, Meg’s a Tagger, lay prone. Although the sauerkraut and frankfurters got to her, it was the pineapple dessert that became her last meal.

The grenade was a wake up call for the Axis, who ferreted out the last few Allies, keeping the U-boats out of their reach. Despite the tough defense, the Allies remained hopeful that they would get a foothold in Europe and bring the war to a close.


Liebe Heidi

Our most recent battle in the submarine hangars of Brest, Denmark has proven fruitful. I know I have mentioned my beloved Danish squad members to you before and how much they remind me of our good friend Zeak before the tragic toboggan accident. In any case, I offered them the choice to either put their lives on the line in defense of their country or to take a week of R&R and get drunk. Leutnant Mulvad was the only Dane who freely volunteered to stay and fight. Although technically I forced him to stay. However, the rest of my squad was more than enough to stop the American advance into Denmark. I know that Zeak is resting comfortably knowing that his fellow Danes are defending his homeland so heroically… or getting drunk.

I am also very excited to announce that I personally killed our enemy’s infamous mascot with a well placed salvo of stiehlhandgranate! Our nemesis throughout the campaign has been the 75th Rangers Regiment. Their infamous mascot was a cavalier King Charles spaniel named “Skippy.” Known as “the Beast of Brest,” the dog is as ugly as can be with its disgusting Blenheim coloration and matted fur. I am having the mangy mutt stuffed and will be sending it home to Archduke Yeti himself. I’m sure the mutt will be an excellent addition to the Operationechsk?nigreichland Royal Museum of Stuffed King Charles Spaniels.

Viele Gr??e und K?sse,

Dein Schtormy


Allied Attack Summary: The 75th Rangers Regiment launched an attack on Denmark, but was not able to eliminate the 36th Waffen SS Division.

The final score was 2:0 Axis.
 
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Battle 5

Allies attack Austria from Italy on dod_old_snowcity_b1.


Allied attack of “Old Snow City”:


The Allies were met with a tough decision for their attack: either push left or push right. Two main avenues stood before them -- allowing passage into the belly of the beast (the Axis defensive positions). They chose a split attack instead.

The Allies took point on both sides, with early assaults finding minor resistance; maneuverability was easy. That is, until they ran into enemy rifles and snipers, who uncertainly peppered the landscape.

The onslaught went long into the night. In the final minutes, the remaining Axis soldiers were found hiding in the bushes and shrubbery of the frozen surroundings. This was no surprise to the Allies, as they slowly but surely weeded them out one by one. Ironpenguin and Boyle were the last to remain, working furiously to find the lone Axis soldier (who had been lurking in forbidden territory). The Allies gallantly tried to find him; however, they exceeded their allotted time and they were called back to base. The Axis barely repelled the first wave.

The second turn around was nearly a carbon copy of the first, but the Axis was better prepared. Almost instantaneously the Allies fell to the hail of machine gun and rocket fire. An Allied victory seemed out of reach until the reserves of Superglue’s squad stepped in. Lt.Nond and yours truly (yes, the Allies convinced me that I could help more with a Thompson than a pen) saw fit to hit the remaining Axis positions with wild abandon.

When I saw Nond go down my blood started boiling. I was both frustrated and eager to maintain total victory for the Allies. It was like the ghost of my grandfather, who had died a hero in the first Great War, had possessed me. Armed with only a Thompson, I took out four Axis soldiers like they were school children (perhaps they were). It was only through distraction that I was felled by a lucky Axis soldier who lay prone atop a ledge. Despite my best efforts, the Allies lost their assault.

Allied Attack Summary: The 75th Rangers Regiment moved on Austria, but the 36th Waffen SS division held off the advancing Allied forces.

The final score was 2:0 Axis.


Axis attacks Finland from Poland on dod_waffen_ss.

Allied Defense of “Waffen”:


The Axis, who had lost ground earlier in the campaign, was desperate for a victory; however, they were unsure of how to retake their lost land. Their initial flurry was promptly repelled by the eager Allies, causing the Axis squads to stall and regroup.

They split up, rushing left, right, and even through the dark and decrepit sewers. The ready Allies swiftly dealt with the attackers. The first round was won handily by the Allies, strengthening the Allies' resolve and chances for victory. The squad drunkard, LittleBEER, stayed sober enough to take point, and he eliminated the last Axis soldier, NuclearCowboy.

Drunk on their fresh victory, some Allied soldiers grew cocky, resulting in their premature deaths. Seeing their buddies chopped down was a sobering picture for the Allies, driving them forward one last time. What proved to be the final battle saw a similar attack strategy as the previous one. Left, right, but with minimal movement this time from sewers, it was all or nothing. The Axis had to take control of Finland if they were to keep from being pushed out of Europe.

Victory had seemed to be secured until an infamous young Axis soldier by the name of NTK was the last to remain. Armed with only a sniper rifle and a pistol, he took out a few Allied soldiers before falling victim to Superglue, who took him out from the the side while he was scoping in on the Allies laying in the grassy heaps. With this final blow, Europe was liberated from the Nazis and the war was effectively over.

The war saw great battles of respect, courage and tactical pursuit -- both sides fought to secure their victory; however, with a foothold in Italy, the Allies were able to secure more points than the Axis, paving the way for victory in this campaign.


Liebe Heidi

I think it is clear to everyone that the war is near an end, and the Third Reich is facing its downfall within the next few months. I feel horrible for doubting my good friend Compton throughout this campaign. I know he has his flaws but he is a good man and an excellent leader. His previous disappearances and the questionable tactics used in both our attack and defense are all starting to make sense. I am having this letter personally delivered by courier for the express reason of keeping its contents confidential. What I am about to tell you must never be repeated to anyone.

Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton has chosen to reward my loyalty by informing me (and only me) of his activities for the last few months. Without going into great detail, Herr Doktor Compton was recruited by the American Office of Strategic Services (OSS) because of his work in proctology, human experimentation, and anti-partisan tactics. I felt betrayed at first but that feeling immediately disappeared when he informed me of plans to help our troops escape imprisonment and execution once the war ends, while making them rich at the same time.

As the foolish Americans have been jumping from country to country, a majority of the territory they once possessed returned to Axis control. One town in particular drew Herr Doktor Compton’s attention: Claremont. The good Herr Doktor Compton left a skeleton force to attack our assigned positions in Finland. The rest of our troops made their way a short distance to the Banque du Claremont, also in Finland. There remained a small contingent of an American tank crew that was subsequently obliterated by our Panzerschrecks and stielhandgranate. All that was left to do was to distribute the tons of gold amongst our men.

Herr Doktor Compton gave a dossier to each soldier with escape routes, forged papers, and a framed photo of the Fightin’ 36th during our peak. Sadly, he also informed me that someone must be the scapegoat for the so-called “atrocities” we committed. That person was none other than Herr Doktor Compton’s executive officer Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat. I could not argue with Doktor Compton, but I could not let Generaloberst Matzwhat be executed because of our alleged war crimes. I informed Matzwhat of the dangers of post-war justice and invited him to join my squad and me in Spain where we planned to advise the government in anti-insurgency tactics. Herr Generaloberst Matzwhat thanked me for the information and respectfully declined my offer. We said our farewells with a salute and handshake (though Matzwhat’s hand was rather clammy and his handshake was limp).


The Fightin’ 36th assembled for the last time in a small snow-covered town in Austria. There, Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton gave his last and most moving speech of the war: “Okay, that’s it. You don’t have to go home but you probably shouldn’t stay here.”

Shortly after his heartfelt speech, he excused himself to play with fireworks while smoking a cigarette in a nearby fuel storage building. Sadly, an explosion from an unknown source destroyed the building he was in. That was the last time anyone saw the glorious Herr Doktor Feldmarschall Compton alive. I still have hope that he is alive and doing what he loved: proctology, human experimentation, and ignoring ethics. I do not have the luxury of mourning the loss of my good friend. I am now accountable for ensuring the safety of my Danish squadmates who have agreed to plunder their way to Spain with me and then doing what they do best -- destroying property and crushing souls (in a well paid advisory position of course).

Viele Gr??e,

Dein Schtormy

P.S. When things slow down, I hope you will be able to visit me in Spain. If not, I plan on returning to Operationechsk?nigreichland within the next few years with the consent of the venerable Archduke Yeti.


Axis Attack Summary: The 36th Waffen SS division moved their soldiers toward Finland, but the 75th Rangers Regiment successfully defeated the German forces.

The final score was 2:0 Allies.


After Europe was secured, Mr_Nicoll liberated an SS uniform from the corpse of a similarly-sized Nazi soldier. Below are actual photos of Mr_Nicoll in uniform.

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Well Don't I just look awesome in my uniform, If I don't say so myself.

Campaign was awesome, and a great chance to hone in on some skills.

If anyone is interested in learning more about German militaria and WW2 German history, feel free to check out my youtube channel:

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I think it's a great idea to support someone who worked so hard to help bring forth this special mini-series! :)
 
haha, awesome! Nice work guys, thanks for doing this!
 
And this is why I wish I had the money to buy DOD:S (Yes, I am that poor.)
 

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