I had a fun time last weekend at Kirton Games in Crediton [link here], run by the entirely splendid Rob (once known round these parts as Col. Gravis), and there's quite a bit to report! I'll do the job in tow parts, as it happens: firstly the games; after that I'll cover the venue itself, because it's all kinds of awesome.
But first the games.
I got three games in (partially because there weren't too many of the regulars who could make the day, sadly) and - joy of joys! - I got to use all three of my main forces! here's the brief overview...and interestingly, the first two were even live-streamed!
|The big-ass live-stream monitor|
Game 1: Oliver's US Vs my Late-War Heer (1200 pts)
Four objectives and a hard-fought battle. This was a real thrill from start to finish, and Oliver was an absolute gent to play against!
|A lovely board, courtesy of Kirton!|
|Ouch and double-ouch.|
|My regulars on the right just cannot hold back the US veterans.|
|The sniper has to jump in on the right flank - not ideal.|
A bloody good game, and all the better thanks to my worthy opponent - his combat engineers were hands-down the best unit on the table!
|Oliver's Air Observer observes the US Engineers engineering the demise|
of my own Assault Engineers. Very cool moment.
We only had time for a quick game, sadly, but I like games at this size, and Rob's always a gracious opponent - in this case with a very pretty German force.
My plucky Brits did very well for themselves in this game, and I'm almost sorry to say that after a strong start by the Germans (their SdKfz.222 blew up my lorry and the PIAT team in it, the bastards!), pretty much all else went my way!
|Dead truck and PIAT. Note German armour on the hills, left.|
|Time for revenge, eh?|
|The Staghound does its thing...|
|...with extreme prejudice.|
Game 3: Kenny's Japanese Vs my Sikhs (800 pts)
We had an hour to kill at the end of the day, so I got the chance to roll out my Desert Sikhs to fight Kenny's Japanese...and I don't remember the last time I had so funny a game, as Kenny's avowed sole tactic was to charge blindly at my lines, and the danger of this was compounded by the fact that I was defending some solid buildings as he crossed the open ground.
|Deployment. The terrain was kept from the previous game.|
|Some very clear lines of fire. Time for 'FIRE' and 'AMBUSH' orders, methinks!|
Which I did.
Whatever they are.
True to his word, Kenny's brave veteran Japanese charged my lines - all except the MMG, which was too pinned to be of any use before it was mortared and 25pdr'd into oblivion. Literally only one man reached my troops, and he managed to kill just one Indian soldier before meeting his ancestors. Brutal - absolutely brutal - but a real laugh.
Thank you, Kenny: keep fighting the good fight, and here's to you discovering the joy of tactical finesse, eh?
Next post, then, will be about Kirton Games itself. What a place!