Post by malkcntent on Jun 18, 2009 13:06:06 GMT -5
A little preview of what's coming down the pipe in Over the Wire. We had a fantastic two-on-two game last night with Robert and I defending our 'creator's title'. With our new Psi Cannon and Psi Commando models in hand, we were both playing the Soviets while our friends formed a Wehrmacht/SS alliance.
The SS, led by a vile Krieghexe, had learned of a fortified NKVD position using a werewolf scout. The Germans were tasked with completely wiping out the Soviets, hoping to inflict such massive casualties on the precious psychic units as to cause Stalin's forces to withdraw from the area permanently. Knowing the Soviets possessed a larger number of troops and were dug-in, the German forces called in for armored support. When the Soviets hear the rumble of tank treads on the horizon, they quickly called in for additional artillery support and reinforced the anti-tank mines placed throughout the area.
The battle began in earnest as the German infantry moved into sight ahead of their armor. The Soviets rushed to take cover from the multiple enemy snipers, including the infamous assassin, Corporal Schmidt. Laying down machine gun fire as cover, the Soviet mortar and psi cannons pounded the enemy, inflicting a few casualties as the Germans responded in kind.
On the Soviet left flank, the shadowy shape of a werewolf crept from the forest and leaped upon a Psi Commando, tearing him to pieces. Responding quickly, the Officer in charge of the NKVD forces and the remaining commando gunned down the beast at point-blank range, sending the monster back to the hell it was spawned from.
Knowing full well they could hold their position against such a small number of enemy forces, the Soviets' hearts sank as a StuG III rumbled onto the scene. The tank quickly took aim on the Officer and the Psi Commando, who found themselves dreadfully drawn into the open by the werewolf. The Anti-Personnel round erupted from the 75mm cannon and exploded in a blast of shrapnel right between the two soldiers, killing them instantly. In the blink of an eye, the NKVD detachment found their morale nearly destroyed as their only officer fell to the might of the SS tank.
The Soviets fought to rally, rushing to seek cover behind the ruined mountain chateau. Laying down fire, they attempted to remove the sniper threat but managed to only injure one of the marksmen. It was then that they knew all hope was lost as a Panzer IV rolled onto the field of battle, coming into view behind the StuG. Unable to get their Psi Cannons into view of the tanks without risking their death, the Soviets had little chance of injuring the armor. But it was then that the Psi Officer, the only remaining Soviet commander on the field, picked up a radio and called in an artillery strike on the Panzer IV. The whistle of the artillery could be heard across the battlefield and the Soviets cheered as the shell landed just behind the tank, striking its vulnerable rear armor. But as the smoke cleared, the Panzer IV continued to function, uninjured, its thick armor barely saving it from total destruction.
The Germans began to flank their enemy, laying down fire with the StuG on the Soviet left flank and snipers on the right. The Panzer IV risked the minefields and moved up the middle to whittle down the Soviet forces in the chateau. Another Soviet artillery strike struck home, this time killing the loathsome Krieghexe, thus eliminating the SS commander. But it was not to be as the remaining Germans used multiple fields of fire and their devastating armor to pin the Soviets. Knowing what defeat meant to comrade Stalin, the Soviets stood their ground, never giving an inch. Their determination paid off as massive Red Army shelling began, causing the Germans to withdraw. When the dust settled, the Soviets had suffered massive casualties but with true Soviet stubbornness refused to withdraw and soon the area was crawling with more of Stalin's forces.
The SS, led by a vile Krieghexe, had learned of a fortified NKVD position using a werewolf scout. The Germans were tasked with completely wiping out the Soviets, hoping to inflict such massive casualties on the precious psychic units as to cause Stalin's forces to withdraw from the area permanently. Knowing the Soviets possessed a larger number of troops and were dug-in, the German forces called in for armored support. When the Soviets hear the rumble of tank treads on the horizon, they quickly called in for additional artillery support and reinforced the anti-tank mines placed throughout the area.
The battle began in earnest as the German infantry moved into sight ahead of their armor. The Soviets rushed to take cover from the multiple enemy snipers, including the infamous assassin, Corporal Schmidt. Laying down machine gun fire as cover, the Soviet mortar and psi cannons pounded the enemy, inflicting a few casualties as the Germans responded in kind.
On the Soviet left flank, the shadowy shape of a werewolf crept from the forest and leaped upon a Psi Commando, tearing him to pieces. Responding quickly, the Officer in charge of the NKVD forces and the remaining commando gunned down the beast at point-blank range, sending the monster back to the hell it was spawned from.
Knowing full well they could hold their position against such a small number of enemy forces, the Soviets' hearts sank as a StuG III rumbled onto the scene. The tank quickly took aim on the Officer and the Psi Commando, who found themselves dreadfully drawn into the open by the werewolf. The Anti-Personnel round erupted from the 75mm cannon and exploded in a blast of shrapnel right between the two soldiers, killing them instantly. In the blink of an eye, the NKVD detachment found their morale nearly destroyed as their only officer fell to the might of the SS tank.
The Soviets fought to rally, rushing to seek cover behind the ruined mountain chateau. Laying down fire, they attempted to remove the sniper threat but managed to only injure one of the marksmen. It was then that they knew all hope was lost as a Panzer IV rolled onto the field of battle, coming into view behind the StuG. Unable to get their Psi Cannons into view of the tanks without risking their death, the Soviets had little chance of injuring the armor. But it was then that the Psi Officer, the only remaining Soviet commander on the field, picked up a radio and called in an artillery strike on the Panzer IV. The whistle of the artillery could be heard across the battlefield and the Soviets cheered as the shell landed just behind the tank, striking its vulnerable rear armor. But as the smoke cleared, the Panzer IV continued to function, uninjured, its thick armor barely saving it from total destruction.
The Germans began to flank their enemy, laying down fire with the StuG on the Soviet left flank and snipers on the right. The Panzer IV risked the minefields and moved up the middle to whittle down the Soviet forces in the chateau. Another Soviet artillery strike struck home, this time killing the loathsome Krieghexe, thus eliminating the SS commander. But it was not to be as the remaining Germans used multiple fields of fire and their devastating armor to pin the Soviets. Knowing what defeat meant to comrade Stalin, the Soviets stood their ground, never giving an inch. Their determination paid off as massive Red Army shelling began, causing the Germans to withdraw. When the dust settled, the Soviets had suffered massive casualties but with true Soviet stubbornness refused to withdraw and soon the area was crawling with more of Stalin's forces.