Thanks to the considered/conscientious comment commanding of SunderLad and Colonel_K, the Allied push towards Nottingheim shows no sign of stalling. In this sixty-second chunk of WEGO action the understaffed Allies strengthen their hold on the rail bridge and make life extremely miserable for any Hermans* still in the vicinity of the road bridge. In response, the computer finally commits its dizygotic IVs.
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
Today’s article is inspired by an eye-opening conversation I had with a developer pal recently. My friend creates bespoke business software and over the last year has become a firm fan of AI-assisted coding. His enthusiasm got me thinking. Are devs in Grogland and Simulatia coding with the help of AI? Are they using it in other similarly inconspicuous ways? I set about finding out.
Every Friday, Tally-Ho Corner’s cleverest clogs come together to solve a ‘foxer’ handcrafted by my sadistic chum and colleague, Roman. A complete ‘defoxing’ sometimes takes several days and usually involves the little grey cells of many readers. All are welcome to participate.
Two of the five buildings on the northern half of the map collapse into heaps of blackened brick and burning timber during turn 16. That sort of thing tends to happen when you use 25-pounders and Sherman tanks for home improvement.
Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.
Grunts don’t give armour enough respect, tinned tuna is too common in inventories, and the Gurkhas don’t carry kukris. If you held a Luger to my head I guess I could come up with a few criticisms of Easy Red 2, but it would be a struggle. Recently updated and enlarged, Marco Amadei’s marvellous multi-front WW2 FPS is available for a paltry four quid at the moment. At that price, it puts the Browning automatic rifle in ‘bargain’.
Every Friday, Tally-Ho Corner’s cleverest clogs come together to solve a ‘foxer’ handcrafted by my sadistic chum and colleague, Roman. A complete ‘defoxing’ sometimes takes several days and usually involves the little grey cells of many readers. All are welcome to participate.