iamfritz

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That only works for my own platoon. I mean, I'm the company commander and having my head out of the hatch of my Abrams and click on the Bradley off to my right (game 3-D view) and a command menu pops open to give orders to the Bradley Platoon; lower right corner icons is only my platoon. And if I'm a company CO nobody else at all shows up in the lower right corner. Cuz that's what they do- they look over and see such-and-such platoon is out of place or they want them to do something different, so they just key the company net and give em orders without ducking inside.

This idea just came to me: If I'm a platoon commander, then I can right click on tanks in my platoon and issue orders from a drop-down menu while in F7 mode, F1 heads up or F4 view. Drop down menu can be semi transparent to not limit visibility. this would be like issuing a platoon level order over the radio, not needing to go to the map. If I'm a Company Commander, then I can right click on, say, another track in one of my platoons, but in my company, and order their platoon to do so-and-so. (i.e. I'm stopping my Abrams and the Bradleys are moving past me. I right click a Bradley and order them to stop, or fall back, and they do). This is to simulate giving orders over SINCGARS (or whatever they're using today) to my units. Waddya think?

I wish destroyed IFVs would show the soldiers killed in hit that killed their vehicle. In the below scene I got confused; was there more infantry lurking in the bushes or no? I mean I should see a stack of dead bodies in there to assess threats around the BMP.

So how did THIS scene end?

Oh, and I just got another idea: In the mission editor, there is an option to add civilians en masse (like,m a battalion of them) and then just put them where you want. How about something like that for cars? It would be great to fill city streets in a town with cars to add major ambience to a setting. Plus, since actual tankers need to deal with civilians and their property it would serve a very realistic training option.

Did I mention how I wish the gunner didn't snap away from a target the exact moment it was hit? Give him a second to assess or whoop out before he continues to scan. And M-2/3-A3s please.

... why not already one here? I had a Sunday School teacher when I was a young teen who had more cool East/West Germany/Iron Curtain/Cold War stories than we obnoxious zit producers would let him tell. But I remember these two stories: Story #1 He had a platoon of M-60s and was ordered to reconnoiter along the East/West German border to check on reports of Soviet tanks in the area. Problem: there was a snow storm blanketing all of Central Europe and visibility was really a few meters. How could they spot enemy tanks a mile away across the border when they could barely see the tanks in their own formation, or roads even? But orders are orders and the young platoon leader rolled his four M-60s out. They got there and it was just as bad as they thought it would be. Their 4 tank column had to keep stopping and waiting for the trailer or trailers to catch up and regain sight of the rest of the platoon. Long story short, this frustration went on for a few hours, when finally there was a break in the weather. And on the Eastern side of the river they was twice as many T-55s in a row, their barrels already locked onto the American platoon, and it was very intimidating. He dropped "like a brick through a wet paper towel" and buttoned up and ordered his platoon to lock and load as well. So now his four M-60s had their 105mm guns loaded, up and ready to fire as they continued to roll North. He couldn't raise any of his commanders on the radio, and just slowly, deliberately continued north. The T-55s would start following, everyone with guns trained. Fortunately, the eastern side of the valley had a steep incline the Soviet tanks could not negotiate, so they pulled East and out of sight. My Sunday School teacher yet to be simply swore at the top of his lungs, and rolled on a little further. Then they all just took a deep breath as they saw their paths would cross again a couple miles ahead. He said, "F$#@ it, we reconnoitered and know they're here. Let's get the hell outta here and report back." And they did. Alive. Story #2 There was a narrow corridor as many of you know between Western Germany and West Berlin called the Berlin Corridor (or other names). The tankers had a difficult time getting through it because , well, it went through East Germany, and they liked harassing the tankers that way. Well they still had to transit for some bureaucratic reason or another, and they always hated it. They always got hit by flower pots, rocks, wood slabs, etc. Because everybody there hated them, and they hated everybody there. But on one occasion things got particularly spicy. As the tanks were passing through one particularly narrow street, their fenders on one side scoring up buildings as they tried to squeeze through, a Volkswagen Bug pulled in front of them at a certain intersection and stopped. The passenger side occupant drew a handgun and started shooting the lead tank. Again, the TCs dropped down in their hatches and stopped their 4 tank column. The Platoon commander was in the second tank, while the fourth tank had a dozer blade, for, you know, just in case reasons. They had seen this kind of behavior occasionally, but what happened next was new, and far more dangerous. Molotov cocktails began dropping out of windows above them, their burning liquid splashing around the road, building sides and the tanks' vulnerable engine vents. For the Lieutenant, there was no need to think: one does not stop a tiny round car in front of a tank column in ambush without realizing something very, very bad could happen. He ordered the lead tank to "Roll that F@#$r over and get us the hell outa here!" And he did. The VW Driver was far too slow as the lead tank lurched forward, up and over crushing the car. As the Platoon commander rolled over it what he thought he saw indicated the occupants might have survived the first crush. And since he couldn't manuever much he might not crush them much more. "There's a small chance they could survive this," he tought. But in a split second after thought, he ordered his tail end charlie with the blade to drop the blade, pick up the car, scoop it up, and throw it. He bragged that the hydraulics were powerful enough to throw a car over and behind their tanks. But he order came too late and all the dozer tank did, after being rolled over by 3 M-60 tanks, was drop the blade directly on top of the car, flattening out the small bump in the car's middle where the tank tracks did not really crush. Then he, too, rolled over it as they smacked track East to the (relative) safety of West Berlin. Now it's your turn.

It is little known that T-72s fart when they are nervous, such as when facing foreign armies they are invading or -especially- when facing US Abrams tanks. The above illustration is T-72s nervously farting in unison, and not actual exhaust.

Jut got lost on Pinterest looking at M-48 Patton pics. Now I wanna fight an M-48 Patton vs T-55s.

Pursuit option. When a unit is in proximity to a particular enemy unit, an order to pursue and engage that unit- as in go after them specifically in an engage or ass ault mode.

My M1A2 is lonely. He needs the M2A3/M3A3 Bradley. Then he will be happy.

First couple comments covered it, I haven't read the rest, but... "hey, kids- can you say "Combined Arms" and "Cross Unit Training"? My mind also goes to the Desert Storm when an M-2A2 used its 25MM to shoot down an Iraqi ATGM in mid flight, then take out the BMP that fired it.

Very nice! What is that map?

Great for killing alien xenomorph queens, too.