13 August, 2009

Berlin, 1945, April

Somewhat of a disastrous season of campaigning so far in the spring and summer for my force of arms. Like Hitler @ the end, I've developed a habit of ordering disastrous offences into the teeth of the enemies armies only to be smashed back time and again. No matter the reserves I assemble, whatever wonder weapons I deploy, the density of the air cover, the weight of artillery, the experience or the planning - it's a smashing Stalingrad time and again.

Wonder i dont listen.

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