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This one played fairly quick and clean. A full-strength company of the Big Red One charged up the hill into the German lines. The weaker Germans managed to hold on, but only at the cost of most of their GREN. The combination of American firepower and German morale meant that the defenders slowly melted away. In the end I called the game with only four turns to go. By then, the Germans were down to an 81, an HMG and two GREN platoons. That sounds adequate until I mention that all were surrounded by hordes of Americans and had just suffered a decapitation result. With no mobility with which to escape, the Germans also had no ability to prevent a complete collapse. This was a quick, tense, and intense, little fire-fight. I can see myself playing it again to see if I can change the outcome. I rate it a 5/5. |
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