It was a glorious day for a battle. The Mullin field is one of the best we've ever battled on. Hills, streams, bogs and bridges, it doesn't get any better than that! Turns out that the Cromwell is a BOG BEAST! The second battle required that we collect "gold" containers from along the creek. Many of the containers were placed in areas you'd normally wear hip waders to get to and we had to drive our tanks into that to get the gold. The Cromwell ate the muck and cattails for lunch.
The first battle was capture the flag and I was teamed up with John, Joe and Will. Our first flag capture (we captured it three times), John had already retrieved the flag but was being chased up a hill behind the enemy camp. I was out of ammo and had three hits already. For the team, I decided what the hell and ran up the hill, tapping John's tank lightly to let him know I was there (more like a hard ram), and parking myself between John and Frank. While absorbing all that Frank could throw at me, Paul threw a long range shot from the bottom of the hill and hit my turret side, I was out. I figured John would be following me shortly to a reincarnate but it turned out he was able to get away and bring the flag home. The second flag capture was a straight speed run by the Cromwell too and back. The plan was for the Cromwell to hold back, hidden, and to make for the flag when the other team went to engage our teams diversionary flank attacks. Joe went left, sucking Frank in that direction, John and Will went right, taking Paul and Doug away from the objective, leaving poor Tracy alone with the Bofors to defend their flag. At this point the Cromwell made the dash straight for the bridge and to the flag, dodging a hail of fire from Tracy and back the same way. Somewhere along the run I managed to get my shoe pretty muddy, but I remembered I had that flag and just before handing it back, wiped the mud off with it. The third capture was pretty much the same thing but I had to run up the hill behind the enemy camp to elude Doug's charging Tiger and then back to base. This old tank driver isn't as spry as I used to be so I drove the Cromwell home to our base from the enemy base. The second battle was one-sided as Joe and Will had broken down leaving a lone John to defend. After having taken most of the gold and cows, I did a Benedict Arnold and traded sides to help out John. By this time John had lost a drive wheel nut and time was just about out so that was the day. I want to thank the Mullin family for hosting. They did a great job and even provided valet service, hauling gear and equipment to and from the battle field with their ATV. I noted a lot of people taking video so I'm looking forward to those YouTube links shortly. Steve -- You are currently subscribed to the "R/C Tank Combat" group. To post a message, send email to rctankcombat@googlegroups.com To unsubscribe, send email to rctankcombat+unsubscr...@googlegroups.com Visit the group at http://groups.google.com/group/rctankcombat
