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| Who knew cats liked wargames? |
Visiting my brother during the Yule season, I brought along the
Ogre pocket edition. Joined by the family kitten, Precious, who took an interest in the proceedings, we played the Mark III attacking scenario.
My brother took the Ogre, I played the defense, and the cat got in the way. I took three heavies, four GEVs, a missile tank, and two howitzers, backed up by twenty squads of infantry.
It was a close game, and if my howitzers had managed a couple of hits on treads at the right time, I would have vanquished the Ogre, since I'd taken out everything but its AP guns. As it ended up, he limped in at M2 and destroyed the command post in sector 0801, before I finally immobilized him.
So it was a marginal Ogre victory, which my brother had predicted from the beginning--even naming his tank provocatively.
We had fun, despite his criticism of my defense (telling me I moved my infantry the wrong way, leaving them out of position to stop the Ogre). I told him that if he's such an expert, he can play the defenders in our next game.
