Well, would you Adam and Eve it! The Battle for the Gazala Line fought out on Ferdy's sand table on a hot August afternoon in Bonny Scotland....yeah! imagine that...hot afternoon in Scotland!
The Kreigshut resounded to the cries of middle aged men shouting 'Billy it's 27 inches not 32' and 'Stop yer greetin' ya big wayne 'tis but a game' followed by 'Who's eaten all the bhaji?' Ah, yes, semi grown ups at play.
Rommel the renowned Desert Fox ably supported by IL Duce's forces of under employed ice cream men scoop the Allied line by swinging around the open desert end of the minefields and defences (cheeky) isolating the gallant Free French outpost at Bir Hakim.
Whilst the Italians find a way through the mine field the Germans invest the forlorn French outpost and try their outflanking manoeuvre....
The German Italian approach march...note the real sand.
Carefully stockpiled German kit all set on breaking the Gazala line.
|'I see no ships'... 'course you don't, it's the desert'|
The assault teams rush forth towards the minefield belt
Panzer III's and IV's swing by the open end of the line (definitely not sporting)
Heavy weapons set up to pummel Bir Hakim into submission.
Bir Hakim, the fight back.
88's swing into action.
The corner position causes a slight congestion in the German advance.
...but the Italians have it sussed and start to apply more pressure with engineers, M13/40's, assault guns and infantry to the fore.
Stout defence by the Legionnaires hold back the Axis tide.