Wednesday, 17 August 2011

Bir Hakim falls!...Rommel fails!

With apocalyptic consequences Rommel (that's Billy, but take your pick as there were five to choose from) gave away the initiative to the fast converging British and Indian forces rushing to contain the southern sweep of the Axis outflanking move.

True to form the Italian Ariete supported by the Chickeeni and Runawayzi Divisions got bogged down in the minefields. Jimmy, the only readily identifiable player, did stirling work trying to get the Italian logistical snafu into order for the widest punch possible through the mine field belts...wouldn't you know it, the Italian officers mess was without napkin rings for hours before a truck of wounded could be commandeered to bring them forward to the rear.

A considerable amount of attention was lavished on Billy's defence of the Bir Hakim position and, as you might image, a goodly number of the Huns fell before the Legions dogged defence. By the time Bir Hakim fell, I might add, to a man (toy soldier) the most potent and mobile of the DAK units were coming up against the main line of resistance supported by the armoured counter stroke.

In the humble (ha!) opinion of this victorious unbiased reporter DAK chances of any significant further advance was nil. Despite the usual interpretation errors (pokles) on the Axis side the Spearhead rule system (when applied) worked well but was eventually defeated by time and the sheer scale of the forces involved.

'After you, mien herr'

 A line in the sand...literally.
 DAK engineers take a beating to try and breach their objective.
 Swarms or III's and IV's skirt the Bir Hakim defenses.
 Italians into the first belt of mines...slow careful work. Fortunately the Italians didn't have tact under constant fire due to the concentration on BH

 A Billy strikes at his attackers...unconscious Billy not pictured
 It all got very close quarter
 House red being delivered to BH kitchens via back door.
 Constant air attacks from JU87's. Some were seen off by DAF interception and AA fire but most got through causing devastation.
 Over running outer defences.
 Support fully mobilised and moving to fill the danger route with fire power.
 22nd Armd Bde moves through 4th Indian's positions.
 'A hard pounding...eh, gentlemen?'
 DAK frontal assault. But the resulting victory was perhaps Pyrrhic.
Italians still bogged down and yet have still to suffer counter attack once emerging from their technical predicament.


I, General Richie, resent being sacked halfway through as I was not very well and directed ops from a chair, through fits of coughing, growling, snoring and a temper brought on by the RN (medicinal) rum ration.

As usual Ferdy (Billy) was the perfect host. He fed us, watered us and even attended to the sick and wounded in pride. A great afternoon was had by all and, as ever, my thanks to all the guys for a really fun time.

1 comment:

  1. Great to see a battle in the grand old style. And a good time was hold by all. Tally ho!

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