Air Assault 'Chain of Command' games; Galatas Pt. 2

Gratuitous shot of a Heinkel over Crete - nothing to do with the game unfortunately!

This is the second of the Galatas games that we played last weekend, the first being the German's air assault on the town of Galatas outside of Canea, Crete in early April 1941 - the final stage of the German's Op MERCURE.  At this point historically, things were on a knife's edge both for the Germans and the Allies.  The German losses were so high that the High Command (OKW) told German commander Kurt Student in no uncertain terms that he had to successfully conclude operations on Crete or Hitler was going to call the whole operation off.  The Germans had by that stage taken the main centres of Allied resistance at Rethymno and Heraklion, as well as the vital airfield at Maleme but between 10-15,000 Allied troops remained in and around Canea, the last major port still in Allied hands and from which they were attempting an evacuation by sea. Despite the ULTRA decrypts of OKW communications, the Allied commander Freyberg had little idea of just how desperate the Germans were, being overwhelmed by Creforce's own dire predicament.

Sleepy little town of Galatas with Church Hill in the background.



The Allied armour advances up the road to Galatas

Galatas was the key to Canea, the last Allied stronghold on Crete and was thus vital to both sides. Amazingly the Kiwi commander, Puttinck, did not seem to realize this and left the defence of Galatas to the raw, ill-equipped Greeks supported by a few Kiwi units and advisors rather than turning it into a strongpoint and stuffing it full of the battle-hardened Kiwis and Australians he had available.  As we found out in our first game, the Germans were always going to take Galatas against such inadequate defences, our only hope was to inflict as many casualties on them as possible and I'm happy to say in our last game at Wintercon, we managed to do that. Nonetheless, the scenario for the second part of the battle was still a daunting one for the Allies, despite having armour available this time.

The formidably armoured but inexorably slow Matilda. [Photo: Greg Blake] 

Now you'd think armour against lightly armed paras would be an overwhelming advantage.  But you'd be mistaken.  Firstly, the Allied armour consisted of the lumbering Matilda - one of the most heavily armoured tanks in the war at the time - and the Vickers light tanks.  The Matilda was heavily armoured but incredibly slow and although it had a 2pdr gun, being early war it only fired solid shot not HE so was useful against other armour but not much else. It did also have hull and turret mounted MGs so it was more use as a mobile MG platform.  The Germans had nothing in their arsenal at the time that could knock it out - and as the paras didn't have any AT other than rather ineffective grenades, if the game lasted long enough it could, in theory at least, lumber across the table and any Germans in the way (provided the engine didn't seize or something!) The Vickers VIb light tank was a different case again. It was basically an armoured machinegun carrier that was relatively fast but its light armour was vulnerable at close range to HMG fire and even the Fallschirmjaeger's otherwise inadequate AT weapons.  So all in all, the Allies armour was not the decisive advantage on the battlefield it should have been.

The FJ in Galatas were allowed a 37mm PAK for this scenario (presumably 'borrowed' from the Gebirgsjaeger) and used it right from the start of the game (so much for the Allied surprise attack!) 

The second issue that quickly affected the game was that the Germans were a) not surprised and saw the Allied armour and Kiwi infantry from the outset... b) actually outnumbered the attackers across the board and c) managed to have an AT gun deployed from the outset.  Against these odds the Kiwis had only a very slim chance (at best) of actually breaking into the town.  In the otherwise excellent CoC rules, German paras have on average 24 shooting dice per section, as opposed to 14-16 for the equivalent Kiwi infantry section. Each section assaulting the town through the vineyard were faced a reinforced Fallschirmjaeger section with a HMG for a total of no less than 34 shooting dice for each round!  All I can say is Kiwi commander Paul tried valiantly from the outset to get close enough for a bayonet charge (at which the Maoris excelled) but never made it through the vineyard, with each section in turn mowed down (being in the open, a D4,5 or 6 to hit - 5, 6 to kill) while only having about 14 dice to shoot back at the FJ in hard cover (D5, 6 to hit - D6 to kill).  All the Maori's shooting was directed at that @$#%ing FJ machinegun - which they eventually routed off by the end of the game!

The Maoris deploy at their jump off point outside the vineyard - contemplate the daunting task in front of them. (Note the artillery barrage at the edge of the town - spectacular but useless!)

Now before I gripe too much about how hard the Allies had it, I must confess that they did have artillery support as well as the armour. I deployed my Forward Observer team in what cover I could find just outside the vineyards.  They directed two barrages targeting the AT gun (a mistake in hindsight - should have tried to hit the building with the HMG) which all missed save one house at the end of the town which was engulfed in flames - unfortunately no paratroopers were hurt in the process!  My ruthless German opponent Greg immediately spotted the spotters and wasted no time by firing at them at every opportunity, eventually wiping them out. As the only Kiwi HMG was assigned to the group assaulting Church Hill, the Maoris depended on the armour to absorb the German firepower and punch its way into the town.  With no less than 60!!! shooting dice combined - you'd think the armour would be able to do it. Well, you'd be wrong - if there was one thing that marked this game it was the appallingly bad shooting by just about everyone - except of course young Andrew, who even Greg ruthlessly exploited to roll fives and sixes and mow down the Kiwis!  The Germans in hard cover could only be killed on a six, so it took forever to whittle them down. Save for the section behind the hedge outside the town - they had somewhere between 120 and 180 shooting dice thrown at them, lost half their number and copped over half a dozen pin markers but still held on. Tough buggers those German paras!

As close as the brave Maoris got - and in the open without armour support - sitting ducks!

The Germans come under artillery fire 

German commander Jason very carefully fed in Gebirgsjaeger - Mountain Troops - to reinforce the paras and make Galatas just too tough a nut to crack!

The Vickers press home their attack and the Germans bring up a captured Italian 75 (minus gunsights!) which they used to great effect (thanks also to young Andrew's dice rolling!)

The Allied armour comes to a grinding halt outside Galatas!

While all this was going on my other commander Steven had the unenviable task of assaulting Church Hill and protecting the Allied flank of our armoured column.  One of the problems with this surprise attack scenario is that there were two Allied objectives that had to be attacked simultaneously and three commands of which only two could be activated each turn.  Once Steve had brought his sections out into the open to engage the Germans on Church Hill ably commanded by young Andrew (under German CinC dad Jason's watchful eye), I had to allocate my activations to my Maori command and my armour needed to support them.  This meant that Steve's Kiwis just had to sit at the edge of the olive grove without cover and cop it.  It must have been a very frustrating game for Steve and I thank him for his patience and generosity in allowing us to try the only plan open to us - up the guts with bangs and smoke!

Our only HMG sets up at the edge of the olive grove opposite the German held monastery. [Photo: Greg Blake]

Kiwi assault on Church Hill gets underway

With the Bren Carrier the Kiwis managed to lay quite a bit of fire on the Germans hiding behind the stone wall - very hard to kill them in hard cover, not so hard for them to kill us in the open!

The Allied assault on Galatas seen from Church Hill - just out of view bottom RH corner is the German mortar that gave our Bren Carrier such a scare! Note the Kiwi HMG pinned although surprisingly and unlike the first Galatas game, the Germans didn't do much with their howitzer.

With the Allied flank secure, albeit at some cost, the final stage of the desperate Allied assault was underway. Time was of the essence as the longer it took to break into the town, the harder it became as the fully committed Allies degraded with mounting casualties whereas the German defence only got stronger by steadily reinforcing Galatas with Mountain Troops. The Allied plan was always a risky one but at one point it seemed the gamble might have paid off when the dice gods intervened on the side of the Germans and put paid to any chance of Allied success.  Double sixes were rolled in the command phase and the German's got to use their ace-up-the-sleeve - and called in an airstrike!

Achtung Messerschmidt!

Allied armour grinds to a sudden halt outside the town. 

With the command tank destroyed and the remaining tanks badly damaged or immobilized, the entire Allied attack faltered.

The German's had complete air superiority over Crete and in all the games we've played so far they have managed to call on their air power at a crucial time in the game and decisively turned things in their favour. This last game was to be one of the most decisive of all the interdictions by air. This time the death blow to Allied ambitions was delivered by the awesome firepower from the four nose cannons of an ME110.  The ME strafed the lightly armoured Vickers (top armour is so thin its shell-like!) and brewed up our hero Roy Farran's tankette.  A second strafe damaged another tank who was lucky not to also go up in flames - no need even to drop the 250 lb bomb the ME110 carried - the damage had been done and the armour ground to a halt outside of town.  The lead Vickers still firing but immobilized with a dead driver after a 75 shell went straight through the hull and the second Vickers likewise having one go through the turret. With the command AFV a blazing wreck and the lumbering Matilda still half a game away from the town, it was up to the fearsome Maori to pull off a miracle.

The combined Vickers and Maori attack looked promising.. until it encountered German firepower!

And then there were (virtually) none - the Germans counter-attack and drive the surviving Maoris back.

I have to give Jason and Greg their due - they used the 'Grenaten!' rule for their elite Germans to go in for some hand-to-hand. The lead Kiwi section was wiped out and with their the sheer firepower the Germans drove the rest back almost to their jump-off point.  Their being absolutely nothing more the Allies could do and no objectives obtained, we called the game in favour of the Germans - quite a convincing win.

We were up against it with this game from the start and this wasn't helped by the fact we play-tested all the other air assault scenarios first.  Just to add further complication, one of our colleagues with a fair share of the terrain had to pull out at the last moment, so we couldn't put together the same table we'd had for the first Galatas game.  It was also a very ambitious scenario - recreating a surprise attack by a numerically inferior force against a fortified obstacle, even with armour, is a tall order.  Nonetheless I feel with some tweaking of the scenario, this could work and give the Kiwis a real chance to do what they did historically - bounce the Germans right out of Galatas.

Once again my thanks go to Andrew who devised the whole thing and to co-organiser Jason who helped pull it all together when it threatened to fall apart (again!) at the last minute - and to all my wargaming mates who came along and rolled some dice, shuffled some lead, and made for a damned fine day's gaming down't club!

Basque-ing in the glory: Carlists do the Isabelinos in Carlist Wars game

It was our monthly meet at the Lanyan Vikings and there were half a dozen games and over 20 gamers - not a bad effort! Amongst these games Doug put on a terrific Carlist Wars battle with his beautiful collection of Perry's figures using the adapted ACW rule set Regimental Fire & Fury. Andrew also put on a Chain of Command WWII game with his superb tropical scenery for George's Aussies and Michael's Japs to battle it out in.

Jap's in Andrew's jungle - a very unpleasant thing to encounter - they need a dose of 'Honey' to get rid of the infection!

 The Honey all shot up - the driver dead and the loader with his hands full - can only stand off and blaze away at the Jap's in their well camouflaged bunkers

Nothing for it but to go in and winkle them out with a bit of bayonet work - with the help of a bit of Bren too!

There were two other substantial games - Ancients (Romans @ Cremona) and a 15mm ACW, both of which looked the business. Unfortunately I only had time to record the Carlist War and a bit of the WWII action but you can see more great shots of the others, particularly the Roman refight of Cremona at the satrapminiatures blog.

Being a massive Perry's fan and never having had a Carlist Wars game before, I had to try Doug's scenario. It was a pretty basic set-up with a scaled down version of the scenario in the book - both the Carlists and the Isabelinos lined up across an open field with a village at one end and a walled farm at the other.  The mission was simple: drive your opponent from the field or inflict so many casualties on him he'd wish he had left the field!

The two sides line up - Carlist Basques etc, on the left, the better dressed Isabelinos on the right!

The Carlists had two brigades of Basques with their natty flat hats and one of Castilian 'filth' (as Doug labelled them) - I'm sure so-called because of their lack of personal hygiene! The Basques were regulars (trained) and Castilians militia (raw AKA 'filth') accompanied by two magnificent regiments of Basques lancers - veteran of course - and two light guns.  The Isabelinos likewise had three brigades, two regular and one Guard/crack (on the right above, closest to the walled farm). Doug had a battery of heavy guns, one of light and three veteran cavalry regiments to make up for the smaller infantry units.

Pretty Basques line up on flank & centre...

...and prettier Isabelinos (crack Light Infantry & Grenadiers) line up opposite!

One of the Basque mountain guns - being a light gun I tried to get extra firing points as a howitzer - but Doug was having none of it! 

Some of the even more attractive Basque lancers.

...and the less attractively dressed Castilan militia at the other end - ably supported by the Basque pop-gun and the other Very Useful lancer regiment!

Not to be outdone the Isabelino veterans also had their own mule-driven pop-gun!

Doug being the Isabelino commander and reckoning his lot were better dressed got to go first, his co-commander Dave started off with the Spanish-style taunting 'why don't you grow a pair and march into musket range' etc, (people can be so unkind...)  The stoic Basques were having none of it and beaten to the walled farm by the Isabelino LI, loosed all their ammo at them at close range, getting a few stands and a disorder. But being crack they hung around and wouldn't budge from those nice safe stone walls for the rest of the game.

Fearless Basques march up to get some firing practice!

While at the other end the Castilan militia run into a wall - where they remained for the rest of the game!

The crack Isabelino Lights in skirmish line to present less of a target - the Basque shooting on them was particularly poor - nothing wrong with theirs though and the Basques soon lost stands and copped a Disorder

The Basque mountain guns proved surprisingly effective from the outset - using plunging fire to catch the Isabelino regulars in enfilade at the rear of their lines, costing them stands and disordering: 'Hey Manuel - go get another golf ball from the donkey - you just got a hole-in-one!' Doug's fearsome heavies didn't do nearly as much damage - hitting the veteran lancers who just laughed it off. Had he hit the militia, that would have been a very different story!  I fully expected my left flank to run away after a few turns and having one unit blundering into a wall and getting stuck there (OK - my bad - I wanted them to occupy the nearest village buildings) things didn't get off to a great start. But I decided to have a go with them anyway.  They ended up firing a huge volley at the 'Belino regulars that stopped the latter in their tracks and disordered them.  That used up most of their ammo which, if you are militia 'filth', just about does away with any slim advantage you may have had.  The only thing for it - charge!

Perhaps encouraged by the fearless lancers, the militia steady to shoot down the oncoming 'Belino regulars

 The situation at half-time: having shot off their ammo there was nothing for it but to charge - only possible due to the disorder and reduced size of the larger 'Belino unit.  At this point two more veteran cavalry units appeared on the other side. Great. The only real advantage I had (cavalry) was gone!

The Castilans, encouraged by the fearless Basque lancers, muster up the courage to charge the oncoming 'Belinos

...and in they go!  The lancers give them the edge in numbers but they in turn are threatened by fresh 'Belino cav closing fast!

And charge they did - with the help of the lancers!  I needed to roll high to have any chance in the hand-to-hand and just failed to do it - the Castilans and the Isabelinos both suffered the same casualties but the Castilans recoiled. That's OK - they didn't run!  But it was the lancers that made the difference. They rode down the 'Belinos who broke and ran. They kept on running.  So bad was it that the supporting unit also recoiled and disordered.  But Doug wasn't finished yet - his veteran Light cav counter-charged the lancers as they made their break-through charge.  The two met head-on. But it was the lancers who prevailed - sending the Isabelino cavalry off the table! In one turn the Isabelino wing had gone from a more than reasonable prospect of destroying the Castilan militia to looking very shaky themselves.

Not quite enough, the Castilan militia are pushed back but crucially, they have taken a stand of the 'Belinos and the lancers are able to roll them up and finish the job!

One lot are running, the other disordered with the unit in the middle wondering just what the hell happened with the formerly threatening 'Belino cavalry are gawwwn!  Their full move retreat saw them off the table . Things suddenly looking very dodgy on one 'Belino flank!

Earlier, despite some great shooting the Isabelinos had not been able to drive off any of the Basque units on the opposite flank. The Basques regulars proved resilient so the Isabelino cavalry made a courageous charge up the middle, hoping to catch one of the Basque battalions in line as it moved up. Unfortunately for them their timing was slightly off as although they avoided the closing fire were just short of preventing a hasty square and the Basques managed to drive them off.

The Isabelino cavalry crash into the hastily formed Basque square 

The cavalry recoil and suddenly a gap opens up in the Isabelino centre...

The pressure in the middle and flank between the Basque regulars and the Isabelino veterans was intense, with the latter getting the better of the shooting and initially, the hand-to-hand. But once again, things were about to change.

Intense pressure in the centre with neither side giving an inch

The crack Grenadiers and Light Infantry were proving tough opponents and excellent shots but were starting to run low on ammo and still the Basques were coming on...

The Carlists seize the opportunity for another combined assault on the Isabelino Grenadiers

The square hastily reformed into an attack column, Carlist co-commander Paul crashes them into the now isolated 'Belino veterans

The battle reaches its climax in the middle - who will break first?

Surprisingly it was the 'Belino regulars who, although outnumbering their opponents, were the first to break.  They had driven back the lancers but the infantry were just too much to handle - proving yet again the value of combined arms assaults!

Situation at the end of the final turn - the rallied 'Belino cav look like they are about to hit the Carlists in column but they would have got about 10 stands of defensive fire as they did - so their charge by no means a sure thing. The running regulars had stopped running but the Isabelino centre was now a gaping hole into which Carlists were poised to pour. 

 The infantry rally but the veteran lancers, recently awakened from their lunchtime siesta, arrive too late to affect the outcome.

The victorious Basques can't believe their luck - or the nice juicy cavalry target in front of them!

The victorious Carlist lancers eye off their next victim as the Castilan filth itch to get in on the action and prove that they are, well...  not hygienically challenged! The remaining Isabelino infantry unit sits there dumbfounded.

The action on the other flank was by no means decided - in fact the crack Isabelino troops had barely made an impression but the 'Belinos had no centre left and the other flank barring a miracle, was facing annihilation. The battle could have gone on for a few more turns but Isabelino commander Doug graciously conceded the game to myself and Paul.

A great game with beautiful figures and table and a leisurely fish'n chips and beer for lunch with your mates - wargaming doesn't get any better than this folks!