I can't quite remember when I last wrote about cutting the grass. From what I remember, it wasn't that long ago. Where is all this grass coming from then? I glanced over at the land behind the house and it looks like the grass mounted a counter offensive and re-took the ground I had captured from the last offensive (Operation green grass).
The weather was good to mount my offensive to capture the terrain. After last nights soiree, I was feeling very fragile and all I really wanted to do was lie on the sofa and take a nap. I managed to motivate myself and fired up panzer Tom for the major attack.
This offensive was planned better than the last and it was all guns blazing; no prisoners taken today! All was going well until Tom started spluttering . It would appear that just like in the Battle of the Bulge, we had insufficient fuel to finish the attack. I'm not sure I would have found any American fuel dumps nearby, so I had no choice but to to pull back. I thought about destroying Tom so it could not fall into the hands of the enemy, but finally decided to push it back to the shed. I can imagine how those German tank commanders must have felt in the Ardennes in 1944. They had the tools to do the job but no fuel to finish it!
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