Wac a Mole
The world has changed greatly during the course of 1941. Europe is now split into two camps instead of three. There is a communist empire growing in South America and elsewhere, the Japanese are being slowly pushed from their strongholds in Asia and the Americans have opened a new front just as I close another.
On October 14th we begin to round up the shattered remains of the Korean garrison, I estimate around 50,000-70,000 surrendered in the final stand, so much for
Bushido.
There are no miracles for Pusan, it only lasts a few days before surrendering.
As soon as resistance in Korea is crushed everything but a a few infantry divisions, left to guard ports, are put on rails and rushed to the Chinese front. But the war in Korea is not over yet there is still one lesson to be learned...
Back in China things have been touch and go ever since our first offensive was beaten back. The Japanese have been assaulting our lines, trying to take back Beijing, while I have been attacking to gain better positions to launch a second offensive and to take pressure off the city. Our air force has been incredibly busy, and has taken an even more important role here than it did in the war for Germany.
This is in November 14th, a whole month after to fall of Korea and reinforcements are just arriving. The second
(this time it will be legit) battle for China is about to begin.
Other News From Around the World
On October 15th we attack the Panama Canal, unfortunately the US are already in CAG spamming mode where they fill every air base they own with CAGs, our little fleet gets punished by air attacks, we have to break off but do lose a single ship on the way back and Panama lives, Americans have finally won a battle against Russia.
Our fleet limps back to Puerto Rico, thankfully they can abuse the native population to work out their anger of being defeated.
After being repulsed at Panama we decided to pick on somebody that is significantly less than our own size. The target is our most favourite whipping boy, Venezuela. This time we can invade their only port first and also hit all their other VPs from amphibious landings instead of matching across land. We also move a huge stack of subs and our whole surface fleet to patrol the area, the USN is not going to get the jump on us this time.
The landings begin, Russian marines are hand picked from hardened criminals with mental disorders and soldiers with a propensity for extreme acts of recklessness and violence. We figure that it is safer to keep these troops locked up on ships and then just dump them on the shores of our enemies. We send the military police to round everyone up after a couple weeks when they have tired themselves out.
After a few quick landings we control all but one VP.
But then the American's attack! They engage our surface fleet just off the coast of Venezuela.
Miraculously we win, I'm not sure how but I'll take it. We sink a whole heavy cruiser too. After this clash I rush our sub stack to support the surface fleet, just in time to because the American's come a knocking again.
ahahahahahah, oh my sides. Somehow we win this battle too. America better step up its naval game or start practicing the Soviet nation anthem and being killed in nuclear explosions because that is their future if they keep up this weak stuff.
On November 11th Venezuela surrenders, we conquer them briefly just to vengefully destroy their army then puppet them for ascetic reasons.
Meanwhile, way back in the Mediterranean another American plot is brewing.
On October 15th there was an invasion of Italian held North Africa, we suspect from supposedly neutral British Egypt. Although the American presences seems minimal. We expected swift Italian victory. But after a few seconds of thought the ridiculousness of that statement finally sank in. I shifted a few infantry divisions to a port and pulled back some subs from the Atlantic in anticipation of catastrophic Italian failure.
The End of an Empire (Round Two)
On November 19th our forces are in position for a final crack at the Japanese in China, by this time the two armies that had been fighting are pretty exhausted, only the few tank divisions that were pulled back to recover are ready. I suspect the Japanese are in even worse shape after numerous attempts to take back Beijing. But now a large, powerful and well rested army has arrived from Korea. Japan, hold on to your butts.
We break the Japanese offensive in against Beijing after an ominous stack of fresh troops from Korea march into the city.
As usual Huanghua produces a spectacularly blood battle, but this time we only used some infantry divisions, not our actual assault force. We send in a blob of tanks to exploit the gap.
After only a few days the Japs have been smashed. we race around the bulk of their army for the encerclement that we tried so hard to get before.
Seeing an army that had once given us so much trouble and concern being so easily crushed puts huge banana grins on the faces of Soviet High Command, Stalin has to excuse himself muttering that he will be in his bunk. Japanese troops experience tank shock, driven mad by the ferocity and sheer power that has been unleashed upon them. Russian troops invent a new saying for hopelessly outclassed enemies being destroyed by high tech, heavy hitting Russian arms, "They died like Japanese".
This is the situation on November 29th, 10 days after the party began. This was perhaps the most satisfying and devastating offensive I have ever had the fortune to launch.
An example of the many crushing defeats suffered by Japan.
37,000 survivors will retreat into a province that is about to be taken by more Russian mobile units.
These poor troops will also surrender.
Don't Get Cocky Now
But as we gleefully beat down the Japanese in China we realize all is not well on other fronts.
With a game like this you are always learning new things, and usally this process is painful. As it turns out you can reach Korea from those silly little islands nearby, Unfortunately I discovered this after it was too late to do anything about it, I rushed some planes to Pusan and what was left of my forces in Korea to try and hold back the Japanese invasion.
I checked on Italian progress in North Africa on November 17th, before I got too busy in Asia, and things were locking pretty good, although the Americans now had a large fleet, and had apparently dropped off more troops, they were still trapped in Tobruk.
I looked again after a few weeks had passed and the Chinese front calmed down.
By Marx's Beard, Italy sucks.
Looks like we are going to North Africa to finally fight a real battle with our most powerful and evil rival.
It is 1941, Japan is on the ropes, Germany is a memory, Italy is still an incompetent shower of bastards, Britain and France are still natural wusses, Russia is in the Caribbean, America is stepping up to the plate and the real World War is about to begin.