One fine morning in Africa and I'm in command of a US tank battalion. And some infantry that I left at the line of departure. The Germans, dug in some two Km from my tanks. With a mix of medium tanks and support vehicles, they chose to control the objective with their fires rather than with their tracks.
|Contact didn't come cheap. The armored tip of our spear got hit with a long range shot.|
|My infantry didn't move from the LoD and rested comfortably in a small village, out of sight.|
|The array of German defenses, all dug in, was impressive.|
|But once all our tank battalion got them in their sights, the fires were overwhelming for them.|
|All of the sudden, we are charging through the German position. Firing at close range. Note the low energy round bouncing off the tank on the left.|
|A birds-eye view of the German position, with the US tanks closing on the remnants.|