Sunday night… I knew I would be busy tonight for a while, but I cast the chips in, and Sgt Joker accepted the helm of command. The first landing brought them to the Ruinberg map of Courland to face the Angels of Death – Wilde Jagd. Players were scarce, and we only fielded a team of 10, but they did their best before falling. The Angels advanced on past us, through the finals, but eventually fell to the land owners in the landing, so even though we lost, we have no shame in our showing.
More people arrived, including myself (who just narrowly missed the first landing) and we fielded a fairly decent team for the second match, Ruinberg again but in the Netherlands, where we faced the Iron-Raiders. We had a few minor misfires in positioning people, and our tanks in the city got flanked hard. In the end, it was a learning experience, which is a polite way of saying we lost.
A post from Wilso was made tonight… a rallying call with a straight forward message… “This Friday, we WILL take land, and this Saturday, we WILL defend it”.
Rally around the flag, men… it’s time to take land!
