Friday Foxer #222

This week’s handmade co-op puzzle won’t defox itself. If you’re a dab hand at quizzes, lateral thinking, and search engine sleuthing, why not help out.

This week’s handmade co-op puzzle won’t defox itself. If you’re a dab hand at quizzes, lateral thinking, and search engine sleuthing, why not help out.

In a couple of weeks’ time millions of freshly unfurled beech leaves will render OP Foxtrot useless as a news gathering vantage point. Until that green explosion happens, I’ll continue to traipse up there every morning with my binoculars, notebook, inflatable cushion, and flask of tea.

The humiliation! Not only has Alexander the Great just lost the Battle of the Granicus, perishing in the process, the commander that outwitted him was consuming a bowl of Shreddies and admiring a low-flying Milvus milvus while issuing his orders. My first two Arete battles were fun, but they’ve left me wondering whether this new £7, eight-scenario wargame needs a ‘hard’ difficulty setting.

Task Force Admiral looks seriously bloated when placed alongside this demo-blessed wisp. Based on a UNIX wargame David Riggle coded in his youth, action-packed Midway 1981 takes up less HD space than an uncompressed TFA screenshot yet offers numerous unexpected subtleties.

Green Tree Games have given me permission to share an account of a Burden of Command mission ahead of the April 8 review embargo, but the more I think about it, the more convinced I am that shedding light on any of BoC’s campaign outings at this point in time would be an act of vandalism. The devs have worked so hard to give us insights into the tactical and moral quandaries faced by WW2 COs like Richard Winters, providing anything resembling ‘advance knowledge’ of an engagement feels wrong.

Using the following clues (the map above is purely decorative) in combination with Street View, work out my location.

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.

Most of the gaming swag/tat I was given during press trips in the Noughties, swiftly found its way onto eBay or the shelves of local charity shops. There were exceptions though. I still slurp hot beverages from an IL-2 Forgotten Battles mug on occasion, and for many years my views of rural England were linteled by the brim of a Delta Force bush hat.