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Erwin the German posted:Niclas, eh? That's a rare result. What's going on with Britain, anyway? Farting around, taking a moderate path as far as I know and waiting around for the wild and crazy Franco-American axis to get into trouble. I've been sending them resources for a while for free because I'm hemorrhaging due to being over the max stockpile limit. They did get into a spat with Norway earlier but backed down and have also been working with France on the Damocles Project, which is why we are not talking about a world war right now. I forgot to add my compendium of 42 technologies that we've researched the past few years.
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Crowsbeak posted:Whats the situation in Spain? Should be included in the next update or the one after that.
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Viral Warfare posted:Torpedoes are cheating. The AI doesn't use them. Torpedoes are my favorite WW2 weaponry behind rocket artillery so the AI gets to deal. They miss out on all the fun stuff.
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Damocles project? I might've missed this if it was talked about earlier. I'd have to assume nuclear weapons, right?
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Erwin the German posted:Damocles project? I might've missed this if it was talked about earlier. I'd have to assume nuclear weapons, right? Yeah, France decided to hold off on the attack until they have the Bomb, co-developed with Britain.
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The AI is weird with nukes too so it could be a long time if I waited for them. I won't.
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Chief Savage Man posted:The AI is weird with nukes too so it could be a long time if I waited for them. In my last game as Austria, France decided to wait on Damocles but ended up in a stalemated war with the Entente for 20 years, thus never declaring war on Germany. Before I finally attacked Germany myself I loaded up as France to check what their situation was and they had over 70 nukes just sitting around.
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Strayed posted:In my last game as Austria, France decided to wait on Damocles but ended up in a stalemated war with the Entente for 20 years, thus never declaring war on Germany. Before I finally attacked Germany myself I loaded up as France to check what their situation was and they had over 70 nukes just sitting around. They were just waiting to get enough for every city in Germany 
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Plus the liberation of German workers through nuclear annihilation isn't really the optimistic storyline I envisioned.
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Chief Savage Man posted:Plus the liberation of German workers through nuclear annihilation isn't really the optimistic storyline I envisioned. You're simply liberating their constituent atoms from their bonds.
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Chief Savage Man posted:I forgot to add my compendium of 42 technologies that we've researched the past few years. Positioning is applied as a percentage to your attack, I think. I can't wait to get to Hearts of Iron IV and have a decent idea of what the hell everything does. Next update is going to be...fun.
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Strayed posted:In my last game as Austria, France decided to wait on Damocles but ended up in a stalemated war with the Entente for 20 years, thus never declaring war on Germany. Before I finally attacked Germany myself I loaded up as France to check what their situation was and they had over 70 nukes just sitting around. In my most recent Japan game, the war went normally but the Internationale couldn't pull off naval invasions, so the German alliance still had Ukraine, the Ottomans and Central Asia to India when the bomb was developed. France never used their nukes and had dozens when I checked, but Britain kept dropping nukes on 1 IC cities like clockwork. Istanbul and Kiev got nuked probably four times each. Then I invaded the German alliance and Britain started nuking Madagascar instead. I don't think the AI ever builds strategic bombers or missiles? I wiped out the three starting British squadrons and had a monopoly on nukes in my war with them, and I never saw French strategic bombers.
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James Garfield posted:I don't think the AI ever builds strategic bombers or missiles? I wiped out the three starting British squadrons and had a monopoly on nukes in my war with them, and I never saw French strategic bombers. Strategic bombers kinda suck in Darkest Hour, from what I can tell- either you lose a ton of them targeting a high-IC, well-defended target, or you hit low-IC, no-AA targets and do poo poo for damage to the enemy. Better to spend that IC on tactical or naval bombers.
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Kavak posted:Strategic bombers kinda suck in Darkest Hour, from what I can tell- either you lose a ton of them targeting a high-IC, well-defended target, or you hit low-IC, no-AA targets and do poo poo for damage to the enemy. Better to spend that IC on tactical or naval bombers. That's a bit of a flaw considering that strategic bombing took us a long way towards winning the war.
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Zeroisanumber posted:That's a bit of a flaw considering that strategic bombing took us a long way towards winning the war. It's not an indictment of strategic bombings effects in the war, it's an indictment of how Darkest Hour handles it - poorly. Same thing with Hoi3. A fleet composed of Carriers+the proper of light cruisers and destroyers will work, as it did historically, but it won't work nearly as well as an all CV fleet or some silly poo poo like an 80 CL zerg fleet. That being said though, Strat bombing is really overpowered in Hoi3. You can bomb Germany to like 12 IC with only a couple squadrons.
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Chief Savage Man posted:The AI is weird with nukes too so it could be a long time if I waited for them. Good. France not pushing for Alsace-Lorraine usually dooms them to defeat, otherwise.
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Zeroisanumber posted:That's a bit of a flaw considering that strategic bombing took us a long way towards winning the war. Yeah, Darkest Hour does not represent war damage well. Every time a province is damaged by fighting or bombing, the lost IC/Infrastructure/Whatever comes back over time without having to do anything. The only permanent damage is caused by nukes, which is really stupid because there were Japanese and even German cities that got hosed up much harder than Hiroshima and Nagasaki.
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How many strategic bombers does that take, though? As far as I can tell you have to build a ton of them, and only the US is really capable of that in game.
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I noticed the same, compared to default HoI2 where you can mass bombers as the USA and hold Germany to single digit IC. I'm pretty sure ICBMs are the best way to deliver nukes, but the AI ignores those too as far as I can tell (does it even build rockets in vanilla HoI2?) e: I'm hoping for better naval combat in hoi4 too. Have they ever found a system where a fleet with the normal ratio of capital ships to screens beats a fleet of all capital ships, or where cruiser stacks don't always win? James Garfield fucked around with this message at 03:53 on Mar 2, 2015 |
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So what's next? Bringing Socialism to South America? Beating up the Entente and getting all our stuff back? Do any events fire if you successfully invade Cuba as the CSA?
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In some old KR version, I regularly brought my enemies to <10 IC by using 3 STR fleets of 4 each, targetting different regions. Now they're completely useless though because I guess AA damage was increased?
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Kavak posted:How many strategic bombers does that take, though? As far as I can tell you have to build a ton of them, and only the US is really capable of that in game. That's pretty much historical, though, isn't it? The US was king of strategic bombing. And IC being unavailable until it automatically regenerates is still costing you IC. If you wanted it to be more effective, you could just increase the time it takes for IC to regenerate. James Garfield posted:I noticed the same, compared to default HoI2 where you can mass bombers as the USA and hold Germany to single digit IC. In Darkest Hour, a fleet of 15 battleships/15 heavy cruisers will kick the poo poo out of a fleet of 30 battleships. It'll also beat a cruiser stack. The power of the cruiser stack is that it'll beat anything EXCEPT battleships plus heavy cruisers, is way cheaper than that fleet, and will do disproportionate damage to that fleet even if it did encounter it. HoI4's naval combat looks great, though:  Gort fucked around with this message at 14:06 on Mar 2, 2015 |
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Zeroisanumber posted:That's a bit of a flaw considering that strategic bombing took us a long way towards winning the war. The effects of it are pretty difficult to put into a videogame like HOI, because the main effect of heavy bombers was to smash transportation and infrastructure, which isn't necessary for production in HOI. Actually bombing factories proved to be ineffectual, since the machinery was difficult to damage. Firestorms and things like the Grand Slam/Tallboy were impressive horrors but not, in the end, particularly effective. Civilian morale, meanwhile, appears to have been stiffened in Germany and to have had ambiguous results in Japan.
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Chapter Nine: None Like The First (August 1939-June 1940) Imgur is being lovely, I'll update on techs next update. Boston Globe headlines, July 4th, 1940 Fourth of July Celebrations Cancelled  Coup in Liberia, Napoleon 'Unconcerned'   Aggressive Turkestan Absorbs Kazakhs, Persia 'Next'   Conflict on the Subcontinent, Delhi 'Neutral'  Italo-Austrian Peace Transfers Venetia and Trento to Italy  Bulgarian Counterattack Threatens Sarajevo  Romanians Not Making Expected Progress     Anschluss Question Debated In Berlin, No Consensus So Far  P-L Commonwealth Leaves Mitteleuropa Over Issue of Ukrainian Minority -------- From a manuscript for an unpublished memoir, author unknown. Part Two: Nantucket The riots in Boston had changed everything in the old neighborhood. When the Royal Army arrived and put it down, those of us that survived with our lives and our freedom lost all zest for the revolution. There was heartening news leaking in from the rest of the nation, but we had failed and we moped around the city, cut off from news of the glorious revolution playing out in Chicago. I personally had managed to avoid being flagged as a syndicalist by wearing a mask during the disturbances. This was born not out of some incredible foresight and planning, but rather as an instinctual measure so that nobody in the neighborhood would recognize me and tell my mother what I was up to. A clear sign that I was not nearly mature enough to be involved in the things I had involved myself in, but civil war has a way of making the young old very quickly. After a few months of watching Boston decay, my mother elected to take up my aunt on her offer of taking us into her home on Nantucket. We packed up and left without much fanfare, barely telling anybody where we were headed. I only managed to take some clothes, a few of my Marxist books and a pendant of a gear cast in bronze given to me by an old veteran of the IWW years prior. Nantucket felt like a world away from Boston. The unrest had not touched the island and on Nantucket, you could almost pretend that everything was okay. It was also astonishingly lonely for me on Nantucket. I pretty much had the run of Boston and made friends with dozens of syndicalists and labor agitators, before they all went underground after the occupation. Nantucket was far more well to do, conservative and proper. My mother did not know of my sympathies, and I dared not tell her, as she would kill herself with worry if she did. This left me with not a soul to speak to about my politics, and I found myself attempting to suppress my passion for the revolution in order to find contentment on Nantucket. Luckily after a miserable year on the island, lightning struck and I found exactly the person I needed. She had been sitting up against a tree near a secluded beach where I often went to look south and dream of a life as a union man in the Combined Syndicates. As soon as she noticed I was near, she slammed her book shut and sat on it. She was too late though and I had already seen that it was Out of the Dark by Helen Keller. I introduced myself to her, her name being Edith and when I quoted a passage from the book, she immediately relaxed and removed the book from its hiding place. We spoke for hours about syndicalism, the civil war, feminism, the Internationale, the bits and pieces of news that filtered through to us in this forsaken island so far from the titanic struggles of civilization. It was as if both of us had opened a valve and let out a massive amount of steam. I had been without a co-ideologue for over a year, she had been without one for about four. Over the months that followed, I got to know Edith much better, as we fit personal and candid conversation into our discussions on syndicalist theory. I had found a friend, and none too soon. I was with Edith, hiding away in a small shack that I had stashed an old radio in, when we heard the horrible news. The Combined Syndicates had chartered a new radio station in Montauk called Radio Free New England, and it was like a gift from the heavens for us isolated and dejected New English syndicalists. The news came in after an hour long discussion program, from which we heard what Sartre, Mosley, Browder and Gramsci had said and reveled in the successes of the Combined Syndicates in Central America. A foreman for a fishermans shop and a professor from Columbia were arguing the merits of Totalism when the feed suddenly cut to a poorly recorded playing of the Internationale, which gave way to a familiar host, who sounded more exhausted than we'd ever heard him. "It is my awful and horrible duty to report that our hero and comrade Jack Reed passed away last night. The light of our revolution has gone out and it is our solemn responsibility to relight that flame at any cost. In honor of our late Chairman, we will play a recording of his first speech to the Continental Chamber."  I shut the radio off and locked eyes with Edith. We had idly chatted about how we wished to either wait here until the Combined Syndicates to liberate New England or escape to Long Island and start a new life in a more just and less stifling society. Reed's death was sure to cause turmoil in Chicago, and we felt that there was no hope of the Red Army coming in the midst of change. Neither of us said it but we also had our doubts on if the revolution could survive Reed's death. There was nothing to do at that point but to adapt to our current life on Nantucket. It was miserable to sit on that island while so much change was effected elsewhere, but we were far from danger and that was at least something to be happy about. After a few months, Edith invited me to dinner with her family, feeling like it was appropriate to do so after such a long friendship. I was familiar with her father, as he was a common subject of her venting. He was a conservative preacher who had sympathized with Charles Coughlin and the Union State. He did not miss a single opportunity to put down syndicalists and wish death upon Reed, a wish he had gotten apparently. Obviously I had to avoid politics while speaking with him. This proved difficult to do since politics had dominated my life for three years at that point. I couldn't even fall back on my limited knowledge of sports, as baseball and football had been mostly suspended in New England since the war. So I sat in the parlor next to Edith, the both of us nodding politely and giving hollow affirmation to anything her father said. It was the most awkward and torturous experience of my life, including when I was interrogated in broken English by a foul smelling Spaniard in Tangier.  "So they're replacing that devil Reed with some other godless swine. Benjamin Gitlow is his name. Never heard of him, bet he's a sodomite." he railed. "I have not heard of him either." I said, truthfully.  "And some other guy replaced that Mattick. Carlo Tresca is his name." "Oh yes, Tresca is a union man from New York City." Edith's slightly alarmed expression alerted me that I had accidentally tipped my hand. Edith's father seemed to briefly consider why this apparently clueless boy suddenly knew about syndicalists. "He's a rotten one, that Tresca." I added, with a measure of false enthusiasm.  That seemed to be good enough for him and we moved on. I did eventually recall a few mentions of Gitlow on the radio. He was a nondescript figure as far as syndicalists went, which led me to believe that he was probably a compromise candidate that didn't threaten anybody too much. A better sign than a Totalist to be sure.  As Edith's father prattled on about Jews and Negroes, Edith's mother eventually became embarrassed by how drunk he had gotten and decided to take control of the conversation. "Tell me more about this Tresca fellow." she asked me. She didn't care one bit about Tresca, I knew, and was merely trying to stop the horror show playing out in front of all three of us. Still it was an awkward request, since I did not want to let on that I knew almost everything about the Italian-American labor organizer. "Well, he is popular with the unions is what I hear. Better him than a Totalist, I suppose!" Edith's father grunted his reluctant agreement. "Lesser of two evils, I agree." Finally, he dozed off in his rocking chair and after some polite small talk with Edith's mother, I was able to excuse myself. Edith immediately said that she would make sure I got home okay, an odd request in such a genteel and traditional setting. Edith's mother was so exhausted from the night that she didn't bat an eye at it and wished us good night. It was a beautiful night, and the moon and stars shone brightly through grey clouds. I lived only a few miles from Edith's home but we took a long and leisurely route nonetheless. Neither of us was in a rush to be away from each other. Without even discussing it, our feet managed to carry us to the secluded beach where we met. We sat close to each other on the beach and watched the waves come in. "Do you think we'll ever get out of here?" she said to me after a minute of silence. "Yes, I know we will." I replied, trying to be reassuring. "I hope you're right." I put my arm around her shoulder and said nothing else as she rested her head on mine. After twenty minutes of blissful silence, she finally stated that she ought to get back home. This was when I decided I had one chance to do what I'd wanted to for months. I put my hand on her face and began to slowly move in for the kiss when... BAM! The sound of splintering wood shook both of us out of our moment. In the distance, it was easy enough to see two silhouettes climbing out of a shattered boat. This was not an uncommon occurrence in Nantucket, given its maritime history. "Do you think they need help?" Edith asked me. "Yes, probably so." I took her hand in mine and walked in the direction of the boat, squinting to see if I could ascertain the condition of the two men. Suddenly the clouds broke and the bright moonlight shone through and I saw something which made me freeze in my tracks. The two men were armed, and with large weapons. One was a black man, the other white, and they were arguing about their boat. "Merde! So much for your stealth insertion!" the white one exclaimed in a thick French accent. "Will you keep your voice down, you stupid prick?!" the black one replied, not so quietly himself. I grabbed a hold of Edith and hit the ground, trying to make ourselves invisible while we figured out exactly what was going on. Edith elbowed me in the ribs and stared at me in horror with her mouth open. She was about to sneeze. It came out before I could think of what to do and it was loud. "poo poo." The two men immediately stopped what they were doing and began to walk in our direction. If we ran for it, they could gun us down in an instant. Our only hope was to stay put and hope they would either not see us or have mercy on us. The black one saw us first. "What the hell? Get up, whoever you are." I helped Edith up and then put my hands in the air, trying to think of something to say that wouldn't get us killed. The Frenchman walked over and immediately went up to Edith. "Mademoiselle." he said before taking her hand and kissing it like a gentleman from a motion picture. Her face, which had been paper white with fear, immediately turned a gorgeous shade of red typically reserved for when I paid her a particularly kind compliment. Oh great, I remember thinking to myself, I'm two seconds away from sealing the deal with the love of my life and a suave Frenchman crawls out of the Atlantic. My internal griping about my romantic misfortune was rudely interrupted by the black man poking me in the ribs with his submachine gun. "Albert, will you relax? These two are just lovers out for a nighttime stroll." Now I was blushing too. "Pierre, mistrust kept me alive in Chattanooga, we need to know these two aren't enemies before we let them go." Albert, as was apparently his name, looked me over with a disapproving stare, searching for a sign of my loyalties while my unsatisfying life flashed before my eyes. Suddenly his face softened and he lowered his submachine gun. He had my gear pendant in his hand. He broke into a smile and bearhugged me so hard I felt like my back was going to break.  "Comrade!"
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Let's put the Red back in Red Sox! 
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Rincewind posted:Let's put the Red back in Red Sox! Yes, this. Also I feel I must personally apologize for whatever the loving hell happened with Austria this update, though it worked itself out in the end.
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The independent kingdom of Vienna shall rise again 
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Germany annexed Austria, released a mini Austria, and then annexed them again?
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Sindai posted:Germany annexed Austria, released a mini Austria, and then annexed them again? A lot of countries have events about what you want to do with them after you conquer them, which is fine. Unfortunately, some of them trigger whenever the country is annexed for any reason, even if it doesn't make any sense. "Germany annexes Austria, no wait just kidding" is probably the most prominent example.
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That happened over and over until finally Austria settled down as a two province nation.
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Can't you load up as Germany and just settle it by annexation? That just looks dumb.
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The Free, Independent, and Strictly Neutral City of Vienna (Wien) with its Territory
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Wien or War!!
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No matter what happens, we'll Wien.
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Chief Savage Man posted:That happened over and over until finally Austria settled down as a two province nation. This means nothing to me. Oh.
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