According to the lastest map, July German Front, it looks like if you had enough troops you could catch a large part of the German army between the Netherlands and Switzerland in a giant pocket.
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Originally posted by Sharur
Yeah, that's obviously a weak point, but I wouldn't give the AI much chance of thinking of thatOf course, it wouldn't hurt for Prufrock to put all of his produced divisions for the time being into Sedan and Lille. Speaking of which, wasn't there supposed to be a fortress in Lille
Originally the Germans blew right through that fortress...of course it might have been heavily upgraded though...
Bah! You're all looking in the wrong spot.
In a little while I predict that the Italian front will soon become a Southern Germany front and then no one will care about Antwerp. My prediction is that the "Napoleon" offensive is designed at striking north/north east into Austria and I recon that his bribe was aimed at Romania or Yugoslavia or some other country he was hoping to turn into an ally for that operation.
How close am I?
Duritz.
You're all looking in the wrong spot. In a little while I predict that the Italian front will soon become a Southern Germany front and then no one will care about Antwerp. My prediction is that the "Napoleon" offensive is designed at striking north/north east into Austria and I recon that his bribe was aimed at Romania or Yugoslavia or some other country he was hoping to turn into an ally for that operation.
How close am I?
Duritz.
Well, yes, that's what Prufrock is trying to do, but the point was what the Germans would try to do...
So, there is a fortress in Lille? In that case, I honestly can't see the Germans having a hope of breaking through, since you always have the option of falling back from Antwerpen to Sedan and Lille, and those forts are literally impregnable unless they're surrounded (based on my experience in-game).
So, there is a fortress in Lille? In that case, I honestly can't see the Germans having a hope of breaking through, since you always have the option of falling back from Antwerpen to Sedan and Lille, and those forts are literally impregnable unless they're surrounded (based on my experience in-game).
Originally posted by Sharur
but the point was what the Germans would try to do...
Understand....... I just don't think they'll get the chance to do much of anything!
Duritz
Well, I hope that Paris will fall and Laval become the leader of the Free French - it´d add more drama, make for some excellent maquis/ la resistance stories and force Prufrock to first kill off the Vichy traitors and then les boches...
Cheers,
Vandelay
Cheers,
Vandelay
Originally posted by Sharur
Well, yes, that's what Prufrock is trying to do, but the point was what the Germans would try to do...
So, there is a fortress in Lille? In that case, I honestly can't see the Germans having a hope of breaking through, since you always have the option of falling back from Antwerpen to Sedan and Lille, and those forts are literally impregnable unless they're surrounded (based on my experience in-game).
Impregnable? Against 88's? I don't believe that to be true. But, I've never played HoI, so I don't know how tough the fortresses really are.
Unless you mean 88cm then given a few years it is easy to make an impregnable fortress against 88mm guns. (It can't have children?
)Sure, given enough bombing and artillery it should fall, it's not Maginot-quality (yet) after all. But can the AI do so while master P. disturbs it? More unlikely.
*wanders in*
*finds a page of comments*
holy moly...
I think it's a good sign that people have shifted gears from "Great AAR!" to rabid dissection of every detail.
*cracks knuckles* Time to wade in...
RFA- Thanks!
JP- Maybe.
Amric- Yeah, Lille's a level 5 fortress.
Duritz- Operation Bonaparte. So close. And yet... so far away...
Vand- That would make for great drama, wouldn't it?
Am, Nik- The impregnability of my fortresses is a state secret.
Is there an update tonight? The short answer: yes.
*finds a page of comments*
holy moly...I think it's a good sign that people have shifted gears from "Great AAR!" to rabid dissection of every detail.
*cracks knuckles* Time to wade in...
RFA- Thanks!
JP- Maybe.
Amric- Yeah, Lille's a level 5 fortress.
Duritz- Operation Bonaparte. So close. And yet... so far away...
Vand- That would make for great drama, wouldn't it?
Am, Nik- The impregnability of my fortresses is a state secret.
Is there an update tonight? The short answer: yes.
What about Swizerland? If you trained some mountain divisions and took it, then you would have more stronge fortresses and a more split up german army...
Ech! And I'd also have a longer defensive line, and dissent, and battles to fight against fortified mountain troops in the Alps...
I'd rather leave the Swiss alone. My manpower's thin as it is, without stretching out my defenses further.
I'd rather leave the Swiss alone. My manpower's thin as it is, without stretching out my defenses further.
Yeah, but dissent will lower in time and the price is acceptable , in my eyes anyway. The Germans also get a longer border to protect, and German Aggresive AI some times have habbits of just attacking mindlesley in the mountains This can mean a lot of butching of Germans in the mountains, fewer men due to the hole border. Beaucouse you did extend the maginot-line, right?
This can mean a lot of butching of Germans in the mountains, fewer men due to the hole border. Beaucouse you did extend the maginot-line, right?
Something tells me that Laval and the allies would never be willing to compromise on their principles like that...
Amric- obviously any fortress can be breached eventually, but not in HOI In all seriousness, as Germany I have surrounded Colmar completely, thus cutting it off from supply, and then attacked maybe a week later at a 3-1 advantage with tactical bomber support, and it took me weeks to take it. I don't even want to think about assaulting it head on
Amric- obviously any fortress can be breached eventually, but not in HOI
In all seriousness, as Germany I have surrounded Colmar completely, thus cutting it off from supply, and then attacked maybe a week later at a 3-1 advantage with tactical bomber support, and it took me weeks to take it. I don't even want to think about assaulting it head on 
Yeah that happened to me to in my latest game. The problem with Colomar is that it acts as capital and when you surround it, it still produced enough supplies to keep the fourty or so french/belgian/s.africa divisions in fighting condition. It took me 36 tac/stuka bombers plus escorts and about 80 divisions, basically my entire army, to blow those pescy frenchmen out of that whole. When all was said and done I must've spent about six months in France wich ment that my offensive in the Balkans could only beginn in december 39. Wasn't alot of fun to wage that winter war.
Great AAR by the way, though I would hate to see the Germans loose so early in the game, since that would deprive us of the epic struggle between the axis and the allies
Great AAR by the way, though I would hate to see the Germans loose so early in the game, since that would deprive us of the epic struggle between the axis and the allies
RFA- Hmph! We apparently have different ideas of "acceptable"!
Seriously though- morals aside, invading Switzerland would take all of my reserves and a good chunk of my frontline troops. And my research would grind to a halt. Not worth it. *shakes head*
Alright- the comments have been bloating this AAR a LOT lately. I'm going to start up a comment thread...
Seriously though- morals aside, invading Switzerland would take all of my reserves and a good chunk of my frontline troops. And my research would grind to a halt. Not worth it. *shakes head*
Alright- the comments have been bloating this AAR a LOT lately. I'm going to start up a comment thread...
Hm, yeah, i can't realy dissagree whit that.. but what if you pu all your diplomatic efforts on making the Swizz join the Allies? asume military control, move in a couple of Mtn. Divisions.. it could become a real back stabb for the Germans
Well, if you've taken Paris, this is true. But I hadn't taken Paris, so it wasn't the capital. The point being that if the Germans attack Prufrock anywhere along the Maginot Line, they'll be attacking a fully supplied fortress that hasn't been surrounded, and they won't be able to throw their whole army at it, either, lest Prufrock retaliate into the gap they leave in their line. Thus, I don't give the Germans much chance of succeeding, which is actually disappointing for the advancement of the AAR
shit, I have just read the whoole of this AAR and now the waiting begins, cant wait POSTPOSTPOST
dang! fine!
July 13, 1940
Marie Bourchard sobbed pitifully, turning her head away from the blazing light. Her head was yanked back and she looked into the Major’s furious eyes again.
“Madame Bourchard, I hate this more than you. It deeply offends my sense of honor that we should resort to these tactics.” The chair in the corner, covered by a blood-soaked tarp, was wheeled out by two uniformed men. “I swear to you that neither your husband nor you need to die. All you have to do is confess.” Marie held out her hands, chained by handcuffs.
“I tell you, I don’t know anything! And Pierre doesn’t know-“ The Major kicked Marie’s chair over, knocking her head against the floor. She gasped for breath while he ranted.
“Your husband DOES know! He was caught red-handed trying to pass a suitcase full of gold to an undercover agent! The whole country is under martial law, dozens have been shot, and the rioting in the streets has claimed hundreds, thousands of lives! Your husband is a murderer who attempted to topple the government! He is a monster and a criminal-“ the Major stooped low to her face- “but I know you are not. I know you are a decent person, and I’m sure you’re as disgusted by the deaths as I am. It is for your sake I am prepared to save your husband’s life. I am certain he will be sentenced to life, but you will at least be able to visit him. You will know he lives. If you do not cooperate, I can make no guarantees for either of you.” The Major got up and walked back to his desk, lighting a cigar. He leafed absently through a thick file.
“You say he is a chemist.”
“He IS a chemist, please…”
“He is more than simply a chemist, and I am certain you know his contacts back in Paris.”
“I don’t!”
“You know his contacts here.”
“Just his legitimate business partners, and I’ve given you those names…” The Major leaned forward.
“Think carefully, Madame. For your husband’s sake, you must remember something. I need his accomplices, before the entire weight of this heinous crime is laid upon his shoulders and he is killed.” Marie sobbed.
“Only…”
“Yes?”
“Only Mario. At Sao Paulo, he runs a supply warehouse. Mario Pereires. They talked on the phone, and my husband always seemed to spend more time talking with him than the other suppliers.” The Major nodded.
“That is excellent. That is absolutely excellent. Can you think of anyone else, Madame?” Marie shook her head, sobbing bitterly.
“No, no. Please- let me see my husband again. He’s so terribly hurt, let me help him.” The Major nodded.
“You can join him now.”
Two shots rang out from the house on the outskirts of Rio de Janeiro. The next morning, Brazil joined the Axis and declared war on the Allies. Militiamen streamed across the border into Guiana, and the Allied commanders steeled themselves to meet the onslaught of a new foe.
July 13, 1940
Marie Bourchard sobbed pitifully, turning her head away from the blazing light. Her head was yanked back and she looked into the Major’s furious eyes again.
“Madame Bourchard, I hate this more than you. It deeply offends my sense of honor that we should resort to these tactics.” The chair in the corner, covered by a blood-soaked tarp, was wheeled out by two uniformed men. “I swear to you that neither your husband nor you need to die. All you have to do is confess.” Marie held out her hands, chained by handcuffs.
“I tell you, I don’t know anything! And Pierre doesn’t know-“ The Major kicked Marie’s chair over, knocking her head against the floor. She gasped for breath while he ranted.
“Your husband DOES know! He was caught red-handed trying to pass a suitcase full of gold to an undercover agent! The whole country is under martial law, dozens have been shot, and the rioting in the streets has claimed hundreds, thousands of lives! Your husband is a murderer who attempted to topple the government! He is a monster and a criminal-“ the Major stooped low to her face- “but I know you are not. I know you are a decent person, and I’m sure you’re as disgusted by the deaths as I am. It is for your sake I am prepared to save your husband’s life. I am certain he will be sentenced to life, but you will at least be able to visit him. You will know he lives. If you do not cooperate, I can make no guarantees for either of you.” The Major got up and walked back to his desk, lighting a cigar. He leafed absently through a thick file.
“You say he is a chemist.”
“He IS a chemist, please…”
“He is more than simply a chemist, and I am certain you know his contacts back in Paris.”
“I don’t!”
“You know his contacts here.”
“Just his legitimate business partners, and I’ve given you those names…” The Major leaned forward.
“Think carefully, Madame. For your husband’s sake, you must remember something. I need his accomplices, before the entire weight of this heinous crime is laid upon his shoulders and he is killed.” Marie sobbed.
“Only…”
“Yes?”
“Only Mario. At Sao Paulo, he runs a supply warehouse. Mario Pereires. They talked on the phone, and my husband always seemed to spend more time talking with him than the other suppliers.” The Major nodded.
“That is excellent. That is absolutely excellent. Can you think of anyone else, Madame?” Marie shook her head, sobbing bitterly.
“No, no. Please- let me see my husband again. He’s so terribly hurt, let me help him.” The Major nodded.
“You can join him now.”
Two shots rang out from the house on the outskirts of Rio de Janeiro. The next morning, Brazil joined the Axis and declared war on the Allies. Militiamen streamed across the border into Guiana, and the Allied commanders steeled themselves to meet the onslaught of a new foe.
September 1, 1940
"Congratulations, Pierre."
"Thank you, Winston." The two men shook hands solemnly, projecting grim determination for the newsreel cameras. They exchanged some niceties for the cameras. Finally, the newsmen were ushered from the room. Stanley Baldwin, now Britain's ambassador to France, whispered briefly in Churchill's ear before shaking Laval's hand and leaving. Laval offered Churchill a cigar, and both men sat for a moment, smoking in quiet contemplation.
"It was an excellent election." Churchill nodded.
"Quite well handled, Pierre. If you'll accept political praise from a backbencher has-been." Laval chuckled.
"War has a way of bringing the cream to the top." Churchill grunted.
"Or the scum." Churchill gestured at the map on the wall. "The front's been static now for months. The Germans don't have the manpower to force a breach against our fortifications. I'm worried they might declare war on the Netherlands. They'd be able to roll up our defenses on the Channel." Laval waved his hand.
"They learned their lesson at Brussels. Once we finish off Italy, the Germans will cave." Churchill's eyes glinted with barely repressed fury.
"Hitler will never cave. He is a wild dog and he knows no law but the cane." Laval nodded.
"You will note that I said the Germans, not Hitler. I met the man. I remember him well. Our agents report that the General Staff has long been uneasy over the war. When we roll into Munich, they will surely topple him." Churchill snorted.
"Your agents also thought Brazil was corrupt and tottering, ripe for the plucking. By now, surely, they would be locked in combat with the Argentines." Laval winced.
"I have admitted my mistake there. After Franco, I thought I could handle the Brazilians." Churchill raised his glass of sherry.
"And admirably you did, Pierre, admirably. You turned the whole election into a vote of confidence on that issue, and no one cared anymore about the Alpine campaign's losses. You are a brilliant politician, and that is praise I do not hand out lightly." Laval raised his glass in return. "Have you heard any word of congratulation from the Americans?" Laval snorted, draining his glass.
"No one hears anything from the Americans. They're obsessed with their 'Homeland Defense' idiocy. Ninety divisions they've raised, and not a single transport squadron? Worse than useless. Landon will win re-election in November, by all accounts. I can't even get decent rates on a loan from an American bank. They ban the Nazi Party from running in elections in Wisconsin or New York, and they say they've done their part." Churchill shook his head.
"So is Bonaparte on time?" Laval nodded.
"Ahead of schedule. October 24th." Churchill refilled his glass and raised it high.
"To the final stroke." Laval touched his glass to his forehead.
"To the end."
"Congratulations, Pierre."
"Thank you, Winston." The two men shook hands solemnly, projecting grim determination for the newsreel cameras. They exchanged some niceties for the cameras. Finally, the newsmen were ushered from the room. Stanley Baldwin, now Britain's ambassador to France, whispered briefly in Churchill's ear before shaking Laval's hand and leaving. Laval offered Churchill a cigar, and both men sat for a moment, smoking in quiet contemplation.
"It was an excellent election." Churchill nodded.
"Quite well handled, Pierre. If you'll accept political praise from a backbencher has-been." Laval chuckled.
"War has a way of bringing the cream to the top." Churchill grunted.
"Or the scum." Churchill gestured at the map on the wall. "The front's been static now for months. The Germans don't have the manpower to force a breach against our fortifications. I'm worried they might declare war on the Netherlands. They'd be able to roll up our defenses on the Channel." Laval waved his hand.
"They learned their lesson at Brussels. Once we finish off Italy, the Germans will cave." Churchill's eyes glinted with barely repressed fury.
"Hitler will never cave. He is a wild dog and he knows no law but the cane." Laval nodded.
"You will note that I said the Germans, not Hitler. I met the man. I remember him well. Our agents report that the General Staff has long been uneasy over the war. When we roll into Munich, they will surely topple him." Churchill snorted.
"Your agents also thought Brazil was corrupt and tottering, ripe for the plucking. By now, surely, they would be locked in combat with the Argentines." Laval winced.
"I have admitted my mistake there. After Franco, I thought I could handle the Brazilians." Churchill raised his glass of sherry.
"And admirably you did, Pierre, admirably. You turned the whole election into a vote of confidence on that issue, and no one cared anymore about the Alpine campaign's losses. You are a brilliant politician, and that is praise I do not hand out lightly." Laval raised his glass in return. "Have you heard any word of congratulation from the Americans?" Laval snorted, draining his glass.
"No one hears anything from the Americans. They're obsessed with their 'Homeland Defense' idiocy. Ninety divisions they've raised, and not a single transport squadron? Worse than useless. Landon will win re-election in November, by all accounts. I can't even get decent rates on a loan from an American bank. They ban the Nazi Party from running in elections in Wisconsin or New York, and they say they've done their part." Churchill shook his head.
"So is Bonaparte on time?" Laval nodded.
"Ahead of schedule. October 24th." Churchill refilled his glass and raised it high.
"To the final stroke." Laval touched his glass to his forehead.
"To the end."