Game 1 (me as the Germans): I have seen a Russian for the first time in five turns. There have been ~5 casualties yet and about as many rounds fired. We're running out of shoe soles.
Game 2 (me as the Soviets): Shit's fucked. lIG18s are deleting any infantry they spot. I have no idea if any of my mortars hit anything. There's Jerry in the treeline. The surviving crew of the Panther I knocked out is running in circles in the middle of the map.



