Nein: 19? I count 5 (Memel) + 13 (Pola) + 12 (Ostroleka) = 30. Technically, two of those divisions were Yugoslavian militia, but still...
Yeah, I probably should have made the Italy-thing more clear. I mean, I'm stalemating them despite being severely outnumbered. Once General Steiner arrives, I'm sure he'll turn things around...
Nikolai: Thank god, indeed.
LanMisa: Well, the Americans never really recovered from
Wacht-am-Rhein. They've also deployed their troops rather poorly, if I were them, I'd put most of my troops in Orleans and Evreux, instead of Chartres, where I can hit them with everything I've got and then advance with impunity.
Kaiser_Mobius: Yup. Pre-Khalkin Gol, Japan's attitude was "We can do anything!" Post-Khalkin Gol, it was "We can do anything but that!" That being said, I'm considering creating an event to let Japan declare war on the USSR after India and China fall. Of course, that would kind of defeat the purpose of the AAR, because that would make things significantly easier.
Kurfürst:
I am flabergasted and awed and impressed and many other adjectives. You are still alive and you will probably even make it into 1946. Wow.
While I admire your confidence, I came to a conclusion, that your strategy is absolutely unsustainable in the long term. Soon, Murricans will start raining nukes on you and there is not much you can do about it. Also, you are bleeeding manpower at a pretty constant rate of about a point a day - and there are no more mobilization steps for you to recover at least some losses. Basically, I think that by 1947 at the latest, Germany will be reduced int radioactive rubble and your MP will be bled dry. Unless some miracle happens.
And you did deliver on the miracle front until now, so who knows? I am very much looking forward to following this AAR until the end, whatever form that might take.
SHHHH! Don't tell them that
hmy: ! You're right that my strategy is unsustainable in the long-term. But It's not a long-term strategy! Once the Allies are out of Europe, I'll be able to switch things up.
Nukes won't be a factor until the end of the year, at the earliest, and I hope the AI will make poor choices with them.
As for manpower, the major drain is actually Italy, because of the poor terrain, heavy concentration of British soldiers, and the fact the British seem to be the only competent enemies this game. Furthermore, I do actually have one last stage of mobilization to go. Barring a major mistake on my part, my money is on 1948 for the downfall
.
foriavik: Providence smiles on us!
So, I've already got some work done on part 1 of the Interlude. No clue when part 2 will be. In the meantime, I'll continue to post responses every weekend; updates whenever I feel.
-INTERLUDE-
Soviet Cabinet Meeting
The Kremlin, April 1st 1945
“Good morning, comrades. The war is still raging- and I want to know why. But let’s start with the economy first. Comrade Kaganovich?”
“Ahh, yes! Currently, we are building many heavy cruisers, in preparation for an eventual war with the capitalist pigs. We also spend much production on upgrades, and quite a bit on reinforcement.”
“Speaking of, comrade: how is the manpower situation?”
“Ohhh :unsure: …well, it…uh…wait a minute, I, uhh, need to check-”
hmy: Uhmm, wow, yeah… uhhh… yeah.”
“That’s not an answer, comrade. I so hope it is good news, there’s so little of it these days.”
“I-i-it-it’s not even worth mentioning, really comrade Stalin.”
“Ha! Great! I’ll take your word for it then, comrade. Comrade Panfilov, technology?”
“Here’s our current research. We felt more advanced tank destroyer technology would be a good idea…”
“Seems reasonable enough, we’ll need it for when it comes time to spread the revolution to the West.”
“Yeah…”
“Admiral Kuznetsov, how have our top-secret naval operations been going?”
“Excellently, so far. No one knows the sinister true purpose behind our “anti-submarine warfare!” Not even myself!”
“Good, good… what about the spies we sent to Mexico?”
“They say they were imprisoned for months
hmy: ! They only just escaped, and hid by posing as tourists at Tijuana. They’re going to stay hidden for a few more months they said, just to be safe.”
“I see… General Bulganin, let’s discuss the military situation. How has my brilliant Lublin offensive turned out?”
“We’ve had, uuhm, mixed results.”
“Mixed, eh? Better try harder than!”
“I- I’m not so sure that’s a good idea.”
“What was that, General
?”
“Well, it’s just…”
“Just what?”
“It’s a trap.”
“What do you mean? Lublin is empty. It’s ripe for the taking!”
“Right, but the Germans have about 72 divisions north and south of Lublin.”
“So? They’re not in Lublin.”
“…Maybe a visual representation would help:
See the ring? It’s Lublin. The hammer and the anvil are the German armies. Should you take the ring?”
“Of course. It’s just lying there.”
“But then the hammer would smash your hand.”
“ :huh: Why?”
“Because it’s a trap.”
“ :wacko: I don’t understand.”
“What’s not to understand
! Marshal Zhukov, can you help me a little here?”
“I’ll try my best, comrade. Comrade Stalin, have you ever seen the propaganda movie,
Red Star Wars? Remember the part at the end, with the Death Star?”
“When Comrade Skywalker decides not to use his unfair innate advantages to blow up the evil Rebels’ Death Star, instead trusting in his sub-par equipment, like everyone else?”
“Excuse me, I meant the second Death Star.”
“Ohhh, right. The Empire decided to attack the evil Rebels while the Death Star was helpless.”
“Right! But it wasn’t helpless, was it?”
“Yeah.”
“It was a…what was it now?”
“I don’t know.”
“Remember what Admiral Ackbarskovsky said”
“It’s a trap!”
“Exactly! A trap!”
"I always assumed that was just some alien thing.”
“ :sad: Excuse me for a few moments, while I go bang my head on the wall.”
Several smashes later
“Okay, okay, comrade Stalin, you see this?”
“It’s a piece of cheese.”
“Right. Should you try to take the cheese?”
“Of course, cheese is delicious. In fact-”
“NO, comrade, don’t!”
*SNAP!*
“YEEEOWCH!”
*Sigh* “Okay, learning moment, comrade-”
“PERFIDY! BETRAYAL!”
“Listen, comrade Stalin, Lublin is that piec-”
“So, it’s come to this, Zhukov
. You, jealous of my martial prowess, try to assassinate me. I should have you shot!”
“No, no, comrade, you have it all wrong! It’s just a mousetrap.”
“A what?”
“Rodents like cheese-”
“Cheese is delicious, comrade.” Stalin solemnly intoned.
“Yes, yes, comrade. But when they try to take the cheese, it sets off this spring, see.”
“So it would seem.” Stalin said in a sagely voice.
“It’s a trap.”
“What :huh: ?”
“I- you- it- AAAARGGH!”
“But the cheese is just lying there, ready to be taken. I don’t- hey look! Someone left some cheese lying on the floor over there!”
“NOO, DON-”
*SNAP!*
Zhukov sighed, sat in his chair, and slumped forward.
“YEEEOWCH!”
Zhukov sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose.
“PERFIDY! BETRAYAL!”
Zhukov sighed and rested his head in his hands. It was going to be a long, long day.
Several hours later
Stalin sat in his chair, looking out the window to the streets below. His generals were long gone, and he was alone, just how he liked. He folded his legs, put his hands together, and rested his head on his fingertips.
Of course he understood the Lublin offensive would get nowhere- that was why he was doing it! The Red Army had grown dangerously large, and Stalin understood he needed to keep a balance between an army capable of suppressing any internal revolts, and an army capable of overthrowing him. He lit his pipe, and gazed to the skies. Yes, he would thin out the Red Army- and no one would ever be the wiser. He reached over to his side, where he had a small wooden plate.
*SNAP!*
“YEOWCH!”
Curses! Whoever came up with the idea of serving cheese on these damnable little wooden plates, should be shot!
“PERFIDY!” he bellowed. “BETRAYAL!”
-End Meeting-