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steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat


Gary Grigsby's War in the Pacific: Admiral's Edition
Developer: Henderson Field Designs / 2 by 3 Games
Publisher: Matrix Games
Released: 2009

About the game
As all WWII history connoisseurs know, most Japanese operations in the Pacific theater were directed by a single man, who was issued with a telegraph terminal, a high-school geography textbook, and a bunch of vacation pictures kindly donated by members of the General Staff (contrary to popular belief, he actually had to buy the constant supply of coffee that sustained him).

Creators of the WITP took it upon themselves to accurately recreate this person's experience from 7 December 1941 until September 1945 when he died of cardiac arrest, forcing the Japanese Empire to surrender.

It is an incredibly ambitious WWII wargame which claims to accurately represent and simulate every boat, battalion and plane that ever participated on war effort in a theater stretching from the Cape Town to Panama, and from Siberia to New Zealand - On a scale of one day per turn. It's also just as incredibly expensive, obtuse and intimidating. The core game was made mostly by three guys, and later expanded by a rag-tag team of pseudo-modders who thought the original wasn't :spergin:-y enough. With this punk background comes the kind of problems you would expect: All simulations are extremely complex and deep, but impenetrable to the outside observer. The user interface is unresponsive, antiquated and poorly laid out (Right mouse button? Drop down menus? What is that?). Information is often hidden under several layer of spreadsheets. The manual is outdated.

Yet there is something of a thriving community around the WITP, a handful of players who again and again return to this blasted game, much like battered housewives return to their abusive husbands, knowing that deep under the rough exterior, there just must be some good qualities. And if that isn't a testament to WITP's peculiar excellence, I don't know what is.

Hopefully I'll be able to convey WITP's strong side while editing out lots of its obnoxious shortcomings. So let's defend the Great East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere, or commit seppuku together. BANZAI!

About the LP
This thread revives my previous attempt at playing the game. Please see the post belowe for links to archived updates!

I'm playing as Japan in the standard Grand Campaign scenario, which covers the entire map, including China, for the whole duration of the war. Realism settings have been turned up to the max (only "historical first turn" is off so I could take pre-Pearl Harbor screenshots), and difficulty is "Hard". Hard difficulty gives the AI certain logistical advantages, but no combat bonuses. According to my observations, it makes the Allies less likely to rout in ground combat, and increases the rate of their air operations.

The game is also patched up to the latest semi-official beta version, but I can't tell you what difference that makes.

The game moves forward one day at a time, but I've committed to making each regular update summary of a week's worth of operations. In addition, I'll be preparing special reports on Japanese logistics and production (see below for details of this unique Japanese feature), as well as overviews of the various units and devices at our disposal. Planned schedule is two updates per week, give or take.

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steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat
Summary: War so far
This post links to completed updates. It also provides short summary for each update from the previous thread, to bring you up to speed.

-Ye olde threade

-WITP Primer - summary of basic game concepts.
-Update 0: 7 December 1941 - Pearl Harbor is attacked, strategy for each theatre is explained in some detail.
-Week I: 7 December 1941 - Malaya, the Philippines, Borneo, Hong Kong attacked. Ships fleeing Pearl Harbor attacked.
-Week II: 14 December 1941 - Tarakan, Brunei, Guam conquered. Leyte invaded. American battleship massacre.
-Week III: 21 December 1941 - Moulmein reached. Invasion of Mindanao, Manila besieged.
-Extra update I - IJA Division overview.
-Week IV: 28 December 1941 - Clark Field attacked. Palembang, Balikpapan captured. Hong Kong victory. Rabaul conquered.
-Week V: 4 January 1942 - Manila captured.
-Week VI: 11 January 1942 - Invasion of Celebes.
-Week VII: 18 January 1942 - Moulmein, Kuala Lumpur, Malacca captured. Battle of Oosthaven. Fall of Clark Field.
-Week VIII: 25 January 1942 - Battle of Johora Bahru. Invasion of the Aleutians.
-Week IX: 1 February 1942 - Fall of Rangoon.
-Week X: 8 February 1942 - Fall of Johoe Bahru. Invasion of Lae.
-Week XI: 15 February 1942 - Battle of Singapore begins.
-Week XII: 22 Fenbruary 1942 - Invasion of Java. Invasion of Ceylon.
-Week XIII: 1 March 1942 - Battle of Mandalay. Fall of Colombo.
-Extra update II - IJA artillery overview.
-Week XIV: 8 March 1942 - Battle of Cagayan.
-Week XV: 15 March 1942
-Week XVI: 22 March 1942
-Week XVIII: 29 March 1942 - Fall of Surabaya
-Week XIX: 5 April 1942
-Week XX: 12 April 1942
-Week XXI: 19 April 1942 - Battle fo Myitkina.
-Week XXII: 26 April 1942 - Invasion of West Australia, Geraldton.
-Week XXIII: 3 May 1942 - Invasion of Flores.
-Extra update III - Allied Chinese regimes.
-Week XXIV: 10 May 1942 - Fall of Perth, Invasion of Kendari.
-Week XXV: 17 May 1942
-Week XXVI: 24 May 1942 - Battle of Batavia. Invasion of Broome.
-Week XXVII: 31 May 1942 - Fall of Batavia.
-Week XXVIII: 7 June 1942
-Week XXIX: 14 June 1942 - Conquest of Lashio. Invasion of Timor.

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steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat
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steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

Hello and welcome back to another edition of Empire Marches On: The Co-Prosperity Bulletin. Please pay no heed to the rumors that the recent delays in our publication's schedule have been caused by persistent paper, ink or personnel shortages in our glorious country.


To refresh your memory - In Burma we are done with the relatively easy task of conquering the Irrawady valley, and are getting ready to cross swords with the Britons in the jungles of the Indian borderlands.


The Allied bombing campaign goes less than optimally. Despite their diminutive stature, the Oscars are showing that they have teeth.


The one remaining group of British stragglers is destroyed while trying to cross the river - they won't reach Bengal any time soon.


Our drive into Yunnan along the Burma road goes well. Casualties are seemingly low, but they will add up over time.


The British certainly have their eye on the prize, but they are not able to reach it.


As you may remember, Malaya is still an active front, if only due to the miraculous persistence of Singapore's defences.


The problem remains the same - the cowardly armed forces in the city keep using their unarmed comrades as ablative armor.


As our casualties drop, so do those of the enemy, unfortunately. Somehow the husk of the 18th British division is capable of disabling approximately half of one Japanese division on every day of combat.




Another one of the inevitable losses to the Allied submarine campaign occurs.


In the East Indies we have already reached all our major objectives - the oil producing ports of Borneo and Sumatra are protected by a deep buffer zone of Japanese territory. Java and Timor, too, have been liberated. However, there remains a scattering of island bases that are still nominally in Dutch hands.


Along the Western coastline of Sumatra runs a chain of small islands. None of them are important as of now, but they could be used as difficult to displace airfields capable of hitting Palembang. Therefore, a number of Marine detachments has been dispatched to secure them.


The battle of Timor is still technically ongoing, though the result is a foregone conclusion. Our carrier screen continues to protect the beaches so that vital supplies can flow freely to our boys.


A regiment of infantry is bogged down (literally) fighting the British in a swampy stretch of wastelad.


Bali is captured, and with it we gain control of the second most important naval passage in the East Indies (after the Malacca Strait). Also our travel agencies start booking vacations to this island paradise.


Aerial view of Denpassar

THE SYDNEY MORNING HERALD, 31 August 1929 posted:

IN BALI Wayside Life.

The beautiful Island of Bali, a mile or two east of Java, is pre-eminently a woman's land. For some inscrutable reason the gentle sex considerably outnumbers the men-by as much as 70 per cent, out of the total population of a million, it is seriously asserted. Whether this computation is reliable I will not aver, but truth it is that as one traverses the roads in populous areas women are seen streaming along the waysides from dawn to dark. And women of striking and attractive personality, light bronze in colour, comely of countenance, lithesome of figure, of pleasing stature, and dark "soulful" eyes and jet black hair.

Their only wear is a swathe of batik cloth called a "sarong" draped around their slender forms from below the waist to just above the ankles. This is of green or blue or yellow or purple, and contrasts with the statue-like torso, which is completely nude. The feet are bare. Yet they are the personification of modesty; they possess the instinctive power of appearing absolutely oblivious to the stranger within their gates. He apparently does not exist. But they are not promenading for pleasure, not "doing the block." They are going to or returning from market.

The Balinese are Hindu by religion, in contrast with the Javanese, who are Mohammedan. They are fervent in their allegiance to Siva, the god of destruction and death, and apart from purely religious ceremonies in the temples, dances of a spectacular character are often held in front of a temple. As we go along the road our attention is taken by a small crowd of natives, mostly men, the women being too busy to lose the time. A "legong" dance is to be held at the wayside, with a temple as a background. This again is a feminine function.

(…) We take a place on the roadway a few feet from the dancing space. There is a native orchestra of men. Its members squatting on the ground. It numbers about sixteen, and performs on four types of instruments; bell-like copper vessels, graduated in size to produce different notes, xylophone-like contraptions which, like the copper bells, are struck with mallets, long drums of a foot diameter which are hit by hand, and cymbals which are crashed together. A weird yet not unpleasant accompaniment to the dancing is produced from these primitive instruments.

The dancing of these two dainty little girls is strangely different from dancing with us. There is no high-kicking. Indeed the feet are never raised. They glide along in very short steps. The dancers face each other, approach, touch their faces occasionally, recede, turn round and round singly, but never do they "clinch." Meanwhile the upper part of the body moves in sinuous rippling rhythm, while the arms are stiffly outstretched. Each girl holds a fan in the right hand, but never fans herself-merely twists and turns it about. (…)

As time goes on the movements become more energetic and fast. A story of some kind is being told symbolically, and an attendant changes the tiara of one girl for a hideous mask of glaring colour, which obscures the face. Later this is removed, and the gilded tiara re-affixed. Louder and faster play the musicians, sweat streams from the faces of the girls, they pant heavily, and stagger with fatigue. At last, after over half an hour of this exhausting performance, the music dies away, and the dance abruptly ceases. There is no bowing, no "glad-eye" to the "gallery." Preserving the same expressionless faces, the dancers glide quietly away.

A ROYAL ROMANCE.
But this does not conclude the strange performance. The tale of the love of a princess for a low-born warrior is to come. No sooner have the young artists gone than we see a picturesque procession approaching. It consists of about fourteen girls of, say, seventeen years, and an equal number of lads of equal age. The boys are unadorned, wearing the sarong below the waist and nude above. The girls have towering headdresses festooned with flowers, while they wear corsages of coloured cloth. As in every case with the women the shoulders and arms are bare. The princess, as befits her rank, is richly attired, but the other female costumes are in no way comparable with the glory of those the previ- ous dancers had worn. A large square cloth is stretched upon the ground. The girls squat along opposite sides of it, making two parallel rows which face each other. The boys sit in similar fashion along the two other sides, so that boys and girls together form a hollow square. The orchestra remains, the hollow square being just in front of it.

ENTER THE KING
The newcomers had been followed by a big husky man who was dressed in gaudy colours and made to look fierce by a large black moustache painted on his face. He squats on the ground within the square. Then enters the princess, dressed something Uke, but less elaborately than the dancers described above. (…) Then the princess sat dowm on a chair, and the king, who had remained passive and silent, suddenly jumped up and began an excited harangue. It seems that it was time his daughter married, but as yet no swain worthy of her had appeared among his warriors, who were represented by the boys, as the girls were her ladies-in-waiting.

He called upon his henchmen to provide a candidate. He threw a light bow and arrow on the ground and intimated that whoever could raise the bow to his shoulder and shoot the arrow would be the favoured swain and become his heir-apparent. Again the princess showed her sinuous form and sweet face in the dance, while the band played more fiercely. The king again stood up. In withering tones and scornful gestures which displayed real histrionic power he jeered and ridiculed his humiliated and timorous warriors, none of whom would venture to win the fair lady.

At last, stung by these taunts, a lad jumped up. (…) Then, amid the joyful cries of the other warriors, and the shrill singing of the girls, and the louder blare of the band, he essayed to raise the bow. Though light, this was symbolical of a very heavy weapon. He utterly fills to lift it to his shoulder. With a cry of disappointment he sinks weeping to the ground. The king pours contempt upon him, and orders him away. Again he calls for a volunteer.(...) Suddenly a strange youth leaps into the square. He dances before the court, then with grace and ease lifts the bow to his shoulder and symbolically shoots the arrow. Cries of joy arise, the band plays still more loudly, the girls and boys chant a triumphant paean. The princess welcomes him. The king takes the warrior by the hand, seats him beside him in token of acceptance as his son-in-law, and the performance concludes.

Then all concerned quietly disperse, the boys to gossip or gamble, or even to work, the girls to trot along to market, bearing on their heads not floral tiaras but rice or cocoanuts, pottery, or oranges, or cooked cakes for sale or barter.


A Balinese man in the traditional garb.


The battle of Denpassar itself wasn't particularly dramatic, as the town was only lightly protected.


The nearby town of Mataram falls as well, and with it the Lombok island. This connects our holdings in the Lesser Sundas, and creates a continuous chain of Japanese bases from Sumatra to Timor.


These bomber losses must be doing a number on the Allied stockpiles.


The sleepy community of Sinabang, Simeulue Island, is taken, unopposed.


Labourers in Sinabang


In the IO we have put a severe dent into the British possessions and sea lanes by occupying Ceylon with a powerful corps of several divisions, with a strong air arm.


Indeed, the Royal Navy is seemingly clueless as to how to approach our stationary mega-carrier: Their battleships are loitering around, probably to interdict supplies, but with the superior intel provided by our planes, this is not an issue.


This seaplane tender must have missed the memo that Colombo is closed to business.


Madras and its air base are currently my only source of concern, but realistically the British efforts to reduce Ceylon are doing more harm to them than to us.


With suicidal idiocy Bellatrix continues her trip to Colombo, and is shot to pieces by our mine sweepers.


The continued presence of Ramillies allows our torpedo-equipped Nells to organize an attack, and she pays for it.

Ramillies had been patrolling off the coast of Ceylon literally for months, avoiding attacks every week and earning the respect of our pilots. Now she finally pays for her hubris.


HMS Ramillies had certainly been an old veteran by the time the war started. She was laid down in 1913, but didn't reach completion until late 1917, missing the Battle of Jutland, and never having a chance to fight in the Great War. Her commissioning took so long because during launch she suffered damage to the rudder, which led to lengthy repairs.

Her first assignment of note came in 1920, when she was ordered to shell Turkish positions to pacify the British-occupied territory along the Black Sea straits. Later in the 1929 she was used to intimidate rebellious populace in the Palestine.

Throughout the inter-war period Ramillies was gradually modernized. Her AA armaments were greatly enhanced, her torpedo bulges and torpedo tubes removed, and overall attempts were made to lighten her. The reason was that she was no longer capable of keeping up with the battlewagons of other nations, or even with modernized British BBs of other classes. While other battleships were pushing 30 knots, Ramillies, a Revenge-class ship, struggled to reach 20 knots, and her design made it difficult to improve her performance.

By the end of 1939 Ramillies was transferred to the Indian Ocean, notably carrying Prince Philip aboard. She served as a convoy escort, but in June 1940, with the outbreak of war in France, she returned to the Mediterranean to keep in check the Italian Navy. Her most notable engagement in this theatre was the battle of Cape Spartivento, which, while without heavy casualties, discouraged the Italians from making bold moves against British targets.

With the dawn of 1941, Ramillies moved to the Atlantic, where she went through her most famous exploits. She proved herself as an effective convoy escort, capable of deterring surface raiders from attempting attacks. After the battle of the Bismarck vs. the Hood, Ramillies was alerted to the possibility of the German battleship attacking North Atlantic convoys. She steamed forth to challenge the Bismarck, should she make a move. However, the damaged Bismarck didn't move north, making Ramillies' posturing valiant, but without effect - which was probably a good thing, since she was heavily outclassed by the German ships.

In March 1942 Ramillies reached Madagascar as part of the British invasion fleet. She dropped anchor in the northern port town Antsiranana, where she tried to repel Japanese raids. Nevertheless, she instead became victim of one of the few successful midget submarine attacks: She ate a torpedo in May 1942, and though not destroyed was badly crippled. This incident put her out of service until mid-1943. While undergoing repairs she was refitted to face more adequately the leading aerial threats of the day: New deck plating was to protect against dive bomber penetrating attacks, and several gun mounts were dismantled and replaced with additional AA weapons.

She remained in the Atlantic, and covered the D-Day landings. Her batteries destroyed German shore gun emplacements, and her remaining light guns repelled a determined attack by German torpedo boats, which launched several torpedoes against her, unsuccessfully. Over the course of more than a week of shelling, Ramillies fired a record number of rounds, and destroyed a great number of different targets while only suffering very light damage from land artillery. She then provided more shore bombardment services in Southern France.

Afterwards, however, there was no combat role left for the old battleship. She retired from the front, and served for some time as a barrack ship in England. In 1946 she was sold for scrap, and finally broken up in 1949.


Americans have a presence in the IO, too.




We attempt to push the surviving Chinese defendants of Lanchow towards the scenic Kokonor / Qinghai Lake, but the hostile terrain won't allow us.


Even in milder climate the Chinese somehow cling onto their land, despite the odds.


I'm forming up an offensive force in the vicinity of Nanchang to push across the river towards Changsha. I hope to encircle this Chinese stronghold quite soon.


We are about to wrangle the coastal towns remaining under Chinese control.


Our control over the inland stretches of land is being consolidated as well.


Foochow, your time is near.


The week ends with the Qinghai battle still going on.


Japanese general staff hopes that battle camels will help us break the stalemate in the inhospitable soda lake basin that serves as our Qinghai battlefield.


In New Guinea our obvious target is Port Moresby. While it may appear that it's too late in the war to contest the control of this strategically important port, I dare to disagree.


Without Port Moresby we will never be able to safely supply our defenders of the Northern coast of New Guinea. Right now they are only sending Wirraways against us, but we have seen what PM-based Dauntlesses / Banshees can do.

THE COURIER MAIL, 30 July 1942 posted:

JAPANESE SURPRISE AT BUNA TEACHES BIG LESSONS IN AUSTRALIA'S TASK
We were surprised at Buna, says Sir Keith Murdoch in this article. He emphasises that Japan gets a base of value, and asks should we have been there? He discusses the need for low-flying, dive, and torpedo bombers, and asks : 'Are we ready for Japan's jungle fighting?'

The Japanese landing at Buna has phases of profound interest and bearing upon our task in the Pacific. It was made with substantial forces. Buna is a collection of settlements on coastal plains and undulations across the mountains from Port Moresby. The Japanese made their main descent at a mission station called Gona, some miles along the coast. It is a rough coastline, and fine weather would be needed for such a landing. Buna has three important strategical values: —

1.— It has ample flats for aerodromes close to the gap in the Owen Stanley Mountains dividing the island. This gap reduces the mountain jump for Japanese planes from 12,000ft. up north to about 7000ft. near Buna. Many planes have failed to get back from Moresby over the high climb.

2. — Buna is at one end of a rough jungle track, at the other end of which is Port Moresby. The track is not possible for vehicles, except in its early stages single wheeled push carts of the light type, but it is something more than a useful bridle track, with a deep, rough ravine in its middle.

3. — Buna is one more valuable seaplane, aeroplane, and ship base for the defence of Rabaul and the attack on Port Moresby. These values make Buna a key point, and the question at once arises— why did we not occupy it? Why was it not among the strategic points outlined, prepared, and stoutly garrisoned in the early stages of the war? Should not a people seven million strong have had among its manhood tropical battalions and among its war stores tropical air squadrons, tropical submarines, mine defences, and all the necessities which would have kept these points, against all comers until we were ready to advance from them?

The answer, of course, belongs to the past. It does not give us any immediate strength to go back upon the past to prepare for the future, so we will answer these first questions by saying that we did not have any preparations, because the majorities put social security before national security. As to why we did not occupy it of late months, when we had strength in the North, little can be said now except that obviously it is difficult for us to hold any points on the north of New Guinea island while the Japanese can bring great strength from their central fleet bases around Truk, in the Carolines.

Need For Dive-Bombers
We can hold our own at a place like Buna only when we have an adequate naval force, capable of taking on anything the Japanese can divert from the North, or such an air supremacy that we can keep the waters clear. The failure to blast the Japanese expedition from the sea was more disappointing than our failure to be in possession of the settlements.

We did not blast the expedition from the sea because we did not have torpedo bombers and dive bombers there at the time, or in time. Such bombers would have blown the Japanese ships out of the water at any time on Monday, Tuesday, or Wednesday. Strange to say, the Japanese do not appear to have brought interceptors. They did not trouble about air support. It is hard to believe that they could not spare it. They seemed to know what we had about. Reconnaissance on each side has been good. Our reconnaissance picked up this expedition clearly on Monday, two days before it reached its goal. When we got busy we dropped 45,0001b. of bombs in one day. This meant about 200 bombs. One-tenth of that number from dive-bombers or torpedo bombers would have ended this force in the deep sea.

Best In Sea Fights
The dive-bomber definitely has a place in sea fighting that it has not earned in land fighting. In land fighting it cannot achieve accuracy. Even when it is not subject to attack it is grossly inaccurate. Its noise and direct and frightening threat give it more success against nerves than against material objectives. The dive-bomber at sea has a considerably larger target. If its attack is pressed home strongly it can reach the decks of ships. Some brave Americans have flown down the funnels of their quarry. Torpedo bombers against such an expedition as the Japanese would have been merely a matter of mathematics — the number of heroically-flown machines, minus casualties from fighters required to get torpedoes home in the manner of the Coral Sea and Midway battles.

High-flying horizontal bombers are effective only if in sufficient strength and in perfect formation. This enables the simultaneous release of a pattern of bombs covering the area beneath. Even thus, no sea commander would choose them in preference to the dive bomber or the torpedo bomber.

It is only too true that a torpedo bomber or a dive-bomber attack is costly in life. In the Midway Battle, when four Japanese aircraft carriers were sunk, and their heavy escort terribly mauled, the American air forces paid a high price. Japanese fighters dealt particularly severely with the low-flying torpedo bombers, waiting for them and concentrating upon them. This put most of the work on to the dive-bombers, which completely proved themselves in sea action. The price of life, alas, has got to be paid to give the chance of life to the tens of millions at home.

Allied Blows On Gona
The Japanese have sometimes done surprisingly well with high horizonal bombing. They appear to have the German bombsight, but in the campaigns before they reached the north of Australia they had little interception by fighters, because of British shortage of the right type of fighter plane. This enabled the Japanese to keep their formations. Our great need here has been and is high altitude fighters and low altitude bombers. We have them, of course, but no commander would ever say that we have enough.

We have been dealing out destruction at Gona with Douglas Dauntless dive-bombers for some days. These are two-seater divers. The Japanese now have fighter protection, and this makes low altitude bombing most difficult, but it is apparent that strong forces of bombers have been collected at Moresby and other New Guinea aerodromes, and are being used with considerable weight and power.

Food For Thought Here
There is no doubt that we were surprised at Buna. (…) Do we adequately realise the special task ahead? Are we making anything like an adequate study of tropical fighting? Are we preparing our forces for the ordeal of battle there? Our troops are as tough and clean-blooded as any men in the world, fighting on their own ground under conditions chosen by themselves. That we have met with severe reverses on unfamiliar terrain is partly due, I believe, to training, and even to biological reasons.

We are facing an enemy who on average physical fitness can not compare with good white men, but an enemy who is leaving nothing to chance. He has trained these inferior men to every kind of warfare, from snow to jungle, and we are confronting divisions prepared in every way for the tropics. Japan, more than any other nation, has perfected the technique of test tube warfare. Every Japanese soldier is a scientific product of the co-ordinated war laboratories which stretch from Manchukuo to Taiwan. In addition to the field training which makes the Japanese hollow chested city dweller into a robust, brutalised type of soldier, he is given the vitamins, injections, and smears that build up the resistances needed in those parts in which he is destined to fight.

Have we adequately got away from that stereotyped thinking and planning that sent men to Timor, and saw so many of them sick with malaria within a fortnight — this although we had already had bitter experience of heavy sick lists, covering as much as 60 per cent of some units in Port Moresby?

Mistakes At Moresby
The story of the initial mistakes at Moresby, including the lack of preparation of men, clothing, equipment, and food for the ele mentary needs of the tropics, should have been told in full at the time, so that the nation could have been warned. At the cost of appearing captious I am going again to suggest that those in authority should make quite sure that the fullest measure is taken of Japanese methods and tactics.

We know their weak spots, but to defeat them we have to counter their strengths, and we can on no account afford to be weaker than they in tropical fighting and tropical physical fitness. One of the saddest stories in history is that of a famous British regiment going into the jungle in Malaya carrying gas masks, gas hoods, heavy weapons, and all the impediments of the Army regulations. Their food was weighty, and lacked the right vitamins. Their mortars were heavy. Even their bandoliers were of heavy web. It was outside the possibility of the human frame that they should not be weary.

They confronted divisions of men whose equipment had been lightened to the last button, who had been trained in jungle fighting, and who had been prepared by sweating exercises, by injections, and by special food for arduous work in the Tropics. Even their clothing had been impregnated with chemicals against insect. Those troops used for infiltration reduced their impediments to a pair of sandshoes, a pair of shorts, a headcloth, a tommy gun, and a bag of concentrated rations, and ammunition. In the Philippines Japanese soldiers at times wore only a loincloth and a cap.

(...)


Surface raiders move past the Milne Bay and attack Allied shipping, with limited success.


USS, Mugford, a Bagley class destroyer. Built in 1935, Mugford served in the Pacific from 1937 on. When Pearl Harbor came under attack, Mugford was stationed in the yard, scheduled for repairs. Despite that, she quickly fired up her boilers and charged out of the base, attacking Japanese planes with her .50 cal machine guns and 5 inch guns. According to the operational reports, Mugford fired almost 300 5" rounds and 5000 machine gun rounds, downing three Japanese bombers.

She then steamed to Wake to provide cover for relief operations, and for the next several months proceeded to escort ships to Australia. Between August 7 and August 9 1942 she fought heavy battles against Japanese planes at Lunga, Guadalcanal. Despite direct hits and sustained crew casualties, she was able to help the stranded sailors of USS Astoria and USS Vincennes after the lost battle of Savo Island. For the rest of the year, and the whole of 1943 Mugford patrolled around New Guinea and in the Coral Sea. She helped during the invasion of Buna, where she suffered more damage and casualties from air attacks.

In 1944 she escorted capital ships and carriers to attack the Marianas, and later on escorted carriers as they approached the Japanese during what would become the battle of the Philippine Sea. She saw further action at Guam, in the Mindanao Sea, and most notably in the Leyte Gulf. When the carriers Enterprise and Franklin became damaged in an action following the Battle of The Leyte Gulf, Mugford was there to protect them during withdrawal. Before the year was over Mugford managed to attract more enemy attention, and was damaged by a kamikaze pilot, losing eight more men. This attack necessitated repairs that would keep her in port until March 1945.

She stayed out of main areas of action for the rest of the war, patrolling around Saipan, and after the cease fire transported POWs. Chosen for nuclear tests in 1946, she remained as an experimental ship until her sinking in 1948.


HNLMS Jan Van Amstel, 1936, was the lead ship of her class of Dutch minesweepers. At less than 500 tonnes and with only a single 75mm gun and some MGs for armament she is hardly a valuable prize, but I consider any destroyed Dutch ship a notable event.

She was one of the many ships that failed to escape from Java to Australia. Her run was ruined by March 6 1942 attack by a Japanese bomber in Surabaya that badly damaged her and killed 23 people aboard - half of the full complement of her class. Two days later she was found by a IJN destroyer which put an end to her misery.


We continue blocking Allied naval attacks.


A lone merchant is destroyed in what is possibly a slight overkill.


MV Debingshire, a steamboat of the minor operator Glen Line. She was built in the Netherlands in 1938, with respectable tonnage just short of 9000 tons. During the war she participated in convoys to Malta, and later on made several dangerous solo runs between Malta and Alexandria.

Her later service in the Pacific was uneventful, and she was returned to owner in 1946. Her peacetime career was quite long - in 1967 she changed hands and entered the Blue Funnel Line inventory under the name Sarpedon, where she lasted until 1969.


Beaufighters are unfortunately quite hardy, and we can't count on shooting them down reliably.


A short feeling of unease as the Allies get within sight of the parked carriers.


Battleships reach Port Moresby for another bombardment, this time with only modest returns.


On the return voyage, however, we bag few relatively worthwhile targets.


HMS Panther of the P-Class. A recently commissioned (December 1941) warship, Panther saw the aftermath of the Indian Ocean raids, saving survivors of the cruisers Cornwall and Dorsetshire in April 1942. She also patrolled around Madagascar and escorted convoys. In December 1942 she was there to witness the sinking of troopship Strahallan by a German submarine following the Operation Torch, and initiated rescue operations. The sinking of Strahallan was notable because it carried hundreds of nurses of American field hospitals, and aides to General Eisenhower.

After short stays in the Mediterranean and the North Atlantic she screened the Sicily landings, and participated on the unsuccessful Dodecanese campaign when she was destroyed by a German dive bomber, in October 1943.


HMCS New Westminster, another Canadian Flower-class corvette. Commissioned in January 1942, so she wasn't granted a very long career in this game. Interestingly she is supposed to be patrolling routes between Labrador, New York and Boston at this point in the war, and remain in that station until some time in 1943. So what is she doing in the Pacific?


The waters around the Milne Bay are as busy as always.


HMAS Deloraine - this week we sure make the effort to sink ships of every navy at New Guinea! She wasn't anything special, just one of the numerous Bathurst corvettes. She started the war patrolling north of Darwin, and in January was attacked by the Japanese submarine minelayer I-124, which it destroyed in the ensuing hunt.

She remained near Darwin even during Japanese raids on the town, and despite her active role in providing relief to the port, she survived undamaged. She spent most of the remaining war on ASW patrols, occassionally steaming to assist the crew of a sunk Allied boat. In 1945, however, she took an offensive role in assaulting remaining Japanese positions in New Guinea. These missions were her final duty, and the cease-fire caught her in refit. She was sold for scrap in 1956.


More fighter waves are taken down above Buna.


The surface fleets encounter some old acquaintances, previously presumed dead.


The Allies attempt another ill-fated attack directly against our carriers. The results we have been getting are great, but we probably won't be able to keep up the CAP for much longer.


Rabaul Betties get into play, with magnificent results.


Hudsons reach New Ireland, in what is quite an improbable attack.




Shock, horror, awe! The Allies attempt what I believe to be their first amphibious attack of the war.


They don't attack from the beachfronts, however, and the reason is obvious: They brought way too few men.


Japanese officers oversee operations in the Aleutians.


The American ships disappear, and the shore party doesn't seem to be reinforced.


Unfotunately we have our own Alaskan quagmire on our hands - despite nominal superiority, we can't do much against the staggering level 5 fortifications on Umnak!


The opposing forces on Adak are too small to fight a decisive battle for control over the island.


Australia, our latest theatre of war, has ongoing operations on two separate fronts:


Australian garrison forces, reinforced by Dutch soldiers withdrawn from the DEI, are being pushed away from Broome along the long road to Darwin.


NORTHERN STANDARD, 18 December 1931 posted:

OLD TIME MEMORIES THE PEARLING GROUNDS OF BROOME, PART I

In eighteen hundred and ninety four I left Darwin and went to Broome, W.A., to become engaged in the pearling industry. On arriving there I picked up with S. C. Piggot. who was pater on to become my partner. After getting all information from him and on his advice I sent down to Chamberlain, of Fremantle, who used to build all the luggers for the pearling grounds of the North West, and had a lugger built and sent round to Broome.

Five luggers left Fremantle for Broome, amongst them being my boat "The Mona" and two only reached their port of destination, the others being lost in a willy willy on the way up to Broome. "The Mona", and another lugger belonging to Piggot were the only luggers to reach Broome.

Signing on a diver at eighty five pounds advance, twenty pounds per ton (lay), five pounds per month for tender and two pounds ten shillings per month for each of the crew I carried diver, tender and four of a crew, all Japanese. The Japanese were and are today the best pearl divers in the world, for this reason that they are fatalists – not afraid of death – consequently they will take greater risks than the average white man. In those days our pumps were the three cylinder type made by Siebe and Gorman, of London, and Henke, of Germany. Dresses, and other gear, were also manufactured by the same firms. Being now ready for sea I proceeded up the coast to Cygnet Bay, King's Sound, where; most of the. fleets were working. Cygnet Bay in those days was known as the Diver's Graveyard, it had strong currents, deep water and a foul bottom. The shell also was of poor quality, big old shell very rarely carrying good pearls, all barroque (misshapen pearls worth about twelve pounds per ; ounce, used by the Chinese to grind into an eye powder).

My diver by the name of Moochisuki was a splendid man but had one fault, being too reckless. He seemed to enjoy gambling with death and at times took great chances. We worked amongst the fleet of luggers, all on good shell. For a near tide or two nothing unusual happened, until one day a flag was hoisted half mast on one of Capt. Redell's luggers. An accident had happened. Several luggers raced to the scene, to render aid. My lugger being the first to get to the lugger in trouble, my diver called out, "What's the trouble?“ The tender of the otheir lugger replied "My diver is fouled and I can't get him up."

Getting helmet and face glass on quickly, Moochisuki descended in haste to assist the unfortunate diver. In about five minutes he came up and as soon as we got him on deck he sang out to the tender, "Heave up your anchor and you'll get your man."

The crew rushed to the winch, hove up their anchor and found the diver entangled around the flukes. The goose neck had been broken off the helmet, the diver's skull was smashed in, and he was dead as a door nail. The flukes of the anchor, swinging to and fro had crushed the helmet into a shapeless mass and then fouled the life line and pipe.

The cause of the accident was this: when a diver worked below the vessel drifted after him, the anchor, lowered over, acted as a brake. The more chain paid out the lower the anchor and slower the progress of the lugger. When the anchor was heaved in the faster the lugger would drift. Now, this diver had been working close to the anchor which was about a fathom from the bottom and his lines, getting foul of the anchor, through the action of the strong current, he was wound round and round the chain, the flukes swinging backwards and forwards dealing smashing blows on the head.

Almost every day some lugger would have a sign of distress: half-mast flag. Relief was always at hand. Sometimes it was successful, sometimes too late. A fouled diver and a dead one.

Arriving in Broome later on I discharged my shell and then went up to Cape Leveque and worked patch of shell there. The water was deep twenty three fathoms. One day whilst the diver was working below and the tender signalled him and getting no answer, said to me, "Something wrong“ „Signal again," I said. He did so, .with the same result, no answer. "Haul him up," I said, and with that myself and tender heaved on the life line and could feel dead weight. Pulling him to the ladder his both hands hanging lifelessly down, we knew he was paralyzed or dead. Getting the face glass and helmet off him and pulling him on deck we found him to be stone dead. He had overdone it by staying too long below.

This put me in a bad fix. Being short of cash I could not sign another diver. My tender had been one time an experienced diver but was then too old to work at the game. I said to him, "What about learning me to dive? Any small water here on the coast?" "Yes“ he answered. "Ninety Mile Beach,
eight and ten fathoms of water and good bottom," and he added, "The best shell is there – chicken shell – and if you get a stone its alway a good one." "Right," I said, "We'll go there" and with that we hit to Broome to bury the dead diver and then proceed to the Ninety Mile Beach down the coast.

On reaching Broome we buried the diver and then set sail down the coast. On arrival at the Beach after getting instructions from the tender, I donned the dress and made my first dip in diving dress in eight fathoms of water. My nerves at that time were pretty strong, but I must admit that when that face glass was screwed on and I dropped off the ladder on to the plumper line, I felt as man would feel when walking plank to the scaffold to be hanged.

Hitting the. bottom I let go of the plumper line and stood for a moment. Everything seemed strange in my new surroundings. I moved slowly at first. The bottom was as level as a billiard table with white silver sand. Little by little I got confidence and stooping picked up a few Cowrie shells and put them into my shell bag. After being down for about twenty minutes I decided to come up, giving the signal to the tender, was hauled up to the ladder, face glass and helmet taken off and I came on deck.

I now had gone through my first instruction as a submarine diver. My tender was delighted. "It won't be long before you're a Mamoose diver“ he said. Next day I was into the dress again and after a week's practice was able to find and bring up shell. The first month I brought up about a half a ton of pearlshell, and beautiful shell it was. I also got a few pearls; they were "small, but, being in chicken shell, were good, with lustre and shape perfect.

Chicken shell was the best on the market then, and was worth two hundred and forty pounds per ton, in the London market. (Chicken shell refers simply to small and immature oysters; overexploitation of young oyster beds led to decline in population and to the eventual downfall of Australian pearling industry.)The first experience I had with sharks was about six weeks after I had learned to dive. One morning I went below and struck a gravelly bottom. It was good feeding ground for shell. I was filling my shell bag and on looking up I saw a great mass "approaching me slowly.'' I gazed at it and presently it turned sideways and I saw the silver sheen of its belly. It then began to circle me and I saw it was a monster shark, about eighteen feet in length. He made a wide circle and then a second one smaller. Scared out of my life I signalled to the tender to haul me up and putting my hands under my leads was hauled to the surface. I met many later on. (...) Should they make three or four circles, they then are cheeky.

The Diamond fish is a deadly menace to the diver. Travelling a foot or two below the surface of the water in groups of four or five they see the line and air pipe swaying in the water, and start to play with them and on account of their shape and fins soon become entangled in the lines and becoming frightened they shoot through the water like a rocket and drag the unfortunate diver after them. Some of these fish weigh up to three and four hundred pounds. Another denizen of the deep is the Rock fish. They are a mammoth cod weighing up to eight hundred pounds and will tackle a diver sometimes without provocation. In all my three years experience as a diver I have only twice seen the Devil fish or octopus and they were big fellows too, but each time I gave them a wide berth.


Darwin itself is being targeted by shore bombardment missions.


In hindsight, this may have been poorly thought out - there are B-17 stationed in Darwin.


We do, however, disable most of the local air force. This should temporarily relieve pressure put by the Aussies on Timor, and allow safer resupplying.


The bombardments come in multiple waves, and their effect isn't diminished over time.


Turns out even B-17s can't stand against a concentrated Zero CAP.


In the South-West we are about to complete our control of the coast.


The retreating Australian column is defeated once more at the Fitzroy Crossing.

goatface
Dec 5, 2007

I had a video of that when I was about 6.

I remember it being shit.


Grimey Drawer
Pacific as hard as you can.

Theantero
Nov 6, 2011

...We danced the Mamushka while Nero fiddled, we danced the Mamushka at Waterloo. We danced the Mamushka for Jack the Ripper, and now, Fester Addams, this Mamushka is for you....
Yesssssss crush the allied pigdog.

Also, I love those little ship info-dumps.

sniper4625
Sep 26, 2009

Loyal to the hEnd
Glad to see this making a return!

zetamind2000
Nov 6, 2007

I'm an alien.

This LP will never be over :japan:

Davin Valkri
Apr 8, 2011

Maybe you're weighing the moral pros and cons but let me assure you that OH MY GOD
SHOOT ME IN THE GODDAMNED FACE
WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR?!
Just keep on smashing them up, steinrokkan! Glad to see this back online; watching others play these sorts of games is more fun than actually playing them :cheeky:

Pimpmust
Oct 1, 2008

The demands of the Samurai spirit once more passes to you Steinrokkan, do not let the Empire down.

No pressure.


Really, do not worry, the rumours about your Grey Hunter-sans near fatal sushi accident are almost certainly exaggerated.

:japan:

David Corbett
Feb 6, 2008

Courage, my friends; 'tis not too late to build a better world.
I am simply tickled pink to see the return of this thread. Banzai!

Puukko naamassa
Mar 25, 2010

Oh No! Bruno!
Lipstick Apathy
Nice to see this back, even if the AI being dumb as poo poo around conquered freed Ceylon takes a bit out of the game.

Jaramin
Oct 20, 2010


I love this. I love to see great players do the near-impossible in this sort of game.

steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

Pimpmust posted:

The demands of the Samurai spirit once more passes to you Steinrokkan, do not let the Empire down.

No pressure.


Really, do not worry, the rumours about your Grey Hunter-sans near fatal sushi accident are almost certainly exaggerated.

:japan:

If you are insinuating I crammed puffer fish into Grey's hard drive, you may find yourself accidentally ingesting the remaining bits of said puffer fish.

PlaceholderPigeon
Dec 31, 2012
Awesome, glad to see this back on track!

Night10194
Feb 13, 2012

We'll start,
like many good things,
with a bear.

Pan Asian Co Prosperity Sphere: The funniest name for the most brutal regime of conquest.

Good to see this back!

Koesj
Aug 3, 2003
Insanely cool and good that you decided to pick up this LP again!

Theantero
Nov 6, 2011

...We danced the Mamushka while Nero fiddled, we danced the Mamushka at Waterloo. We danced the Mamushka for Jack the Ripper, and now, Fester Addams, this Mamushka is for you....

steinrokkan posted:

If you are insinuating I crammed puffer fish into Grey's hard drive, you may find yourself accidentally ingesting the remaining bits of said puffer fish.

Commanders screwing with each other just to get the spotlight? Truly, you are really striving to give us the authentic Imperial Japan military experience :japan:

fermun
Nov 4, 2009
So glad this is back, I loved it when it was first around and the format of week-long summaries is nice too because it allows seeing a whole operation building up and executing in just a couple updates.

uPen
Jan 25, 2010

Zu Rodina!
Don't you dare hurt the Boise. :argh:

Lakedaimon
Jan 11, 2007

Missed this LP thank you for bringing it back Steinrokkan!

Ghost of Mussolini
Jun 26, 2011
post your favourite Japanese propaganda video itt

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6hceNfhDFWY

alex314
Nov 22, 2007

I'm glad to see this LP back! :japan:

Magni
Apr 29, 2009
At Singers, I'd at this point just rest for a week or so while firing off daily bombardment attacks and doing bombing runs, then throw a big deliberate attack in. Then repeat that until the place cracks. Sometimes you just gotta do an old-fashioned siege.

David Corbett
Feb 6, 2008

Courage, my friends; 'tis not too late to build a better world.
Just came across an article that might be very interesting to this thread:

The mighty Japanese battleship, Musashi, has been found! The BBC reports. It seems that she rests at a depth of about a kilometre.

steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

David Corbett posted:

Just came across an article that might be very interesting to this thread:

The mighty Japanese battleship, Musashi, has been found! The BBC reports. It seems that she rests at a depth of about a kilometre.

She was found by the guy responsible for SpaceShipOne - I anticipate Space Battleship Musashi becoming reality in near future.

Zeroisanumber
Oct 23, 2010

Nap Ghost
Happy to see this LP back in action.

Decoy Badger
May 16, 2009
Glad to see the LP return! I love the old news articles you dig up, especially with how casual the racism is. Quite a different time.

Yaoi Gagarin
Feb 20, 2014

It's back! Since the old thread is in the archives, could you please repost the last strategic overview map? I don't remember where all the front lines are, especially in China.

A Festivus Miracle
Dec 19, 2012

I have come to discourse on the profound inequities of the American political system.

I guess your LP will have to do, since GH's died. Oh well. You're doing waaaaay better than Grey though. My question: How troop heavy is Australia? Do you have a reasonable shot at occupying Sydney?

steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

VostokProgram posted:

It's back! Since the old thread is in the archives, could you please repost the last strategic overview map? I don't remember where all the front lines are, especially in China.

This is the map at the beginning of June:




A White Guy posted:

I guess your LP will have to do, since GH's died. Oh well. You're doing waaaaay better than Grey though. My question: How troop heavy is Australia? Do you have a reasonable shot at occupying Sydney?

Australia has got quite a lot of troops, the question is when and where they'll bring them to play. They can't currently just load them on trains because railroads are either occupied by me, or non-existent around the frontlines, so that should buy me some time to reinforce.

I'm definitely not going to attack Sydney, Brisbane or any of the large cities in the south-east any time soon: In addition to triggering extra Allied divisions to spawn, I currently need troops elsewhere.

Night10194
Feb 13, 2012

We'll start,
like many good things,
with a bear.

I'm not entirely sure I understand why you're invading Australia. Is it just because you've snookered the AI into letting you or is there a wider strategic reason? It's been a bit of a gap between the LP ending the first time and picking up again and I can't remember the purpose of the invasion.

steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

Night10194 posted:

I'm not entirely sure I understand why you're invading Australia. Is it just because you've snookered the AI into letting you or is there a wider strategic reason? It's been a bit of a gap between the LP ending the first time and picking up again and I can't remember the purpose of the invasion.

You can't spell Australasia without Australia.

Honestly, there's not much of a rational reason to invade Australia besides capturing Perth and Darwin, and making the Allies' life marginally harder, and to force the enemy to fight you on their own turf for a bit longer before they get to invade your core territory (which doesn't always work against human players - who owns what in Australia can be ignored as long as you control at least Sydney and Melbourne / Brisbane).

Mostly I just think that fighting in Australia is fun - mobile warfare over the vast stretches of empty countryside is a nice change of pace compared to the usual tug of war.

Night10194
Feb 13, 2012

We'll start,
like many good things,
with a bear.

So it's hubris. Excellent! Hubris is Imperial Japan's middle name, after all!

gradenko_2000
Oct 5, 2010

HELL SERPENT
Lipstick Apathy
What happens to China if you manage to drive all the way to Urumqi (or beyond?)

Veloxyll
May 3, 2011

Fuck you say?!

Night10194 posted:

So it's hubris. Excellent! Hubris is Imperial Japan's middle name, after all!

Hubris and Greed are the true enemies in strategy games.

alex314
Nov 22, 2007

gradenko_2000 posted:

What happens to China if you manage to drive all the way to Urumqi (or beyond?)

I think the main prize in China is city where units respawn after destruction. They start seriously understrength, but in a situation where Allies open supply road to China there won't be any units to fill.

steinrokkan
Apr 2, 2011



Soiled Meat

gradenko_2000 posted:

What happens to China if you manage to drive all the way to Urumqi (or beyond?)

Sadly the answer is nothing. As a consolidation price Urumqi at least has some oil wells.


alex314 posted:

I think the main prize in China is city where units respawn after destruction. They start seriously understrength, but in a situation where Allies open supply road to China there won't be any units to fill.

True, but keep in mind that a huge part of why the respawns are weak has to do with the usual lack of supply. On the difficulty level I chose Chungking produces enough extra supply to make this a non-issue.

alex314
Nov 22, 2007

steinrokkan posted:

True, but keep in mind that a huge part of why the respawns are weak has to do with the usual lack of supply. On the difficulty level I chose Chungking produces enough extra supply to make this a non-issue.
I've seen that city successfully sieged in some LP, is it doable in your situation, or you'll have to contend with blocking it?

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Yaoi Gagarin
Feb 20, 2014

steinrokkan posted:

This is the map at the beginning of June:


Thanks! We seem to be doing well, how would you rate our chances of running out the clock? What about automatic victory?

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