At the other end Alex’s British (very much the silver element in the bottom right) were supported by some of Dennis’ Yanks against my panzergrenadiers.
Davids armour steps up to try where the typhoon failed, but comes off significantly worse. The lack of space to manoeuvre playing into the Tigers hands/tracks.
An offensive gambit by Dennis doesn’t pay off as the Tigers leave his tank destroyers burning, but the Germans are still wary, watching for any sign of a sting in the tail.
The combined force was able to wrestle an objective from the Germans for the first time in the game, driving John’s grenadier platoon back in the centre through the use of recce jeeps in the wooded area, and supported by infantry and tanks (out of shot to the right), although the Germans remained intact and within contesting range.
The last moments, and as Alex (tope left) prays (unsuccessfully) to his dice, and David contemplates his army list, Dennis drives home his attack in the centre. Too little too late however, and with time getting on and no other significant attacks in progress the Allies call it a day. Clear victory to the Germans, 12 points to 8.