Girls und Panzer: Lafayette Girls Academy Quest 2: #27

> “So what’s GWMA like?”

>> “What are your crews like?”

> “How’d you select your tanks?”
> “What are your crews like?”

>> “So what’s GWMA like?”

>> “So what’s GWMA like?”

> “So what’s GWMA like?”
> “What are your crews like?”
Would love to talk shop about what its like commanding and trainging classmates.

>Bucephalus!”

Phalus, huh?
Someone likes to ride dicks

not, stowed, etc

> “So what’s GWMA like?”

“What’s GWMA like?” you ask.

Carolina rubs her chin, smugly grinning at the question. “George Washington Military Academy has a proud tradition of equestrianism, Senshadou, and education! We martial ourselves, thrilled for the day that we may eventually be enlisted into service for the US Military as happens in other Academies like Robert A. Heinlein or von Steuben Academy.”

Griselda nods. “So you’re all basically in JROTC.”

“To call our education program a glorified JROTC is an insult to the complexities and the martial tradition we take into our everyday lives!” says Carolina. “… but it is basically JROTC. However, we get to ride horses! And not just the brave steel horses we take into Senshadou but real actual horses!” She points to a couple of horses in a prefabricated stable. “All those horses are mine, the Saddlebred is my commuter horse, her name is Lily of the Valley. The Standardbred is my pleasure ride and her name is Daisy, and that feisty little girl the Kiger Mustang her name is Edelweiss.”

“Wow.” You blink. “You own three horses?”

“Well, I own ten. The rest are back home.” says Carolina. “Why, don’t you?” She seems genuinely clueless to the fact that normal people don’t own horses.

> “My tank is my horse.”
> “Um. No.”
> “Sure, I own a horse, in my imagination.”
> Other

Hey, I don't make reality, I just observe it.
And fact of the matter is she loves dicks so much she named her tank after them

> “Sure, I own a horse, in my imagination.”

Man, if they are so stuck up about all this parade ground shit something tells me they have very little functional discipline.
Typical Amis

> “My tank is my horse.”

>brave steel horses

>> “Um. No.”
>> “My tank is my horse.”

>> “My tank is my horse.”

>"Um. No."
>"My tank is my horse."

> “My tank is my horse.”

You point to the Cromwell standing between the Churchill and the M26 Pershing. “That’s my horse.”

“Ah, I see.” Carolina nods slowly, grinning. “Well, like the great Swamp Fox of youre, I must disappear and tend to my own crews!” She whistles quickly, and immediately her saddlebred horse Lily leaps out of the stable and comes towards her. She expertly climbs on up, then grabs the reins. “Good day to you!” She snaps the reins, and immediately she goes galloping away.

You, Griselda, and Stack stand there. “Well. She seems nice,” says Griselda.

“Hmph, I don’t see what’s so great about horse riding,” says Stack, folding her arms. “But, I guess to each their own.”

Griselda nods. “I should start ironing out the last kink in our plans. Elodie, go ahead and get yourself squared away. Match is gonna begin sooner than you might think.”

> “Let me help with the plans.”
> Go talk with your crew.
> Go see to one of the other crews. (Which?)
> Other

> “Let me help with the plans.”

>> “Let me help with the plans.”

>> “Let me help with the plans.”
I'm sleep deprived and i have no idea what we're gonna do

>> “Let me help with the plans.”

>> Go see to one of the other crews. (Iris)
Let's check how our newest officer is doing.

> Go see to one of the other crews. (Iris)
Guess I should work on that spreadsheet...

> “Let me help with the plans.”

-

-

You, Griselda, and Iris look over a map on the turret of her M4 Sherman. “So, the plan is we have a single tank defending the northern edge. I’m assuming that’ll be a fast tank. Our heavies, the IS-2, the Pershing, and the Churchill will be in the center in the town. And the rest will be to the south.”

You nod. “With how dry and hot it is today, there’s going to be a lot of dust today. We might get tricked if they notice that.”

“I know, I don’t want to commit too hard to one area though,” says Griselda. “However, splitting up against a team with fast tanks like GWMA is risky, even if they’re not exactly the best team. We’re not Black Forest Peak that’s for sure, they’ll pick us apart if they keep us separated.”

Iris pipes up. “Perhaps we will cross that bridge when we get to it.”

“Right,” says Griselda. “Ellie, which end do you want to defend in? I can take the other end.”

> The north (by yourself)
> The south (with the Panzer III and the M18 Hellcat)
> Other

> The north (by yourself)
Griselda and Suvarov can help the Hellcat out during their first sortie.

That's where I stand for now, but I will defer to the others if they explain in a way I can agree with.

I'll support since I'm a SoLanon and can't tell a tank from a truck.

Better to have Griselda with the group, than us with the group and gris-gris out all on her lonesome.

eh, why notNot really a tactician myself.

> The north (by yourself)

Supporting

If anything the panzer iii will serve as a spotter

> The north (by yourself)

“I can take the north end, place myself on the west Port William Road, or move up to Bales Road as needed. I think the Auto girls are gonna need your veteran presence more than mine.”

Griselda nods. “Good call. Alright, we’ll go with that. Everyone set?” You and Iris nod. “Good, good. Alright, let’s get everything squared away and set.” She checks her watch. “Match starts in half an hour.” And with that, picks her helmet off the turret roof and calls to her crew. You and Iris dismount off of her Sherman, now proudly bearing the name Janus on the barrel by white paint.

“Right, first battle as an Officer I think,” says Iris. “Hopefully it goes well.”

“You should be fine, Iris, you got a pretty simple assignment.”

“A lady makes the simple look incredible,” says Iris. She plants her hand on her chest, smiling at you. “Good luck to you in the match. Hopefully I don’t end up the last gal standing again.” You shrug. You wouldn’t want to be in that position either. “Tata.”

Right, time to- “Hey, hey, solnyshka!” Wait… That’s not Oleg. You look over to see-

You blink. Oryola Kuznetsov. She sits in the now modified driver’s seat, grinning as her eyes barely crest over the lip of the hatch. You walk over while Josephina stares at her, confused. “O-… Oryola. Wh- sh- shouldn’t you be with your team? You have a match set this weekend too!”

She waves you off. “Off-day. My subcommander assures me she can win day, da? I go back for flag match, but I wanted to see how this went, da?” Oh, oh! “I see you modified seat for freakishly large driver! That is nice of you!” Josehpina blinks. “Oh, no offense!” Oryola bonks herself on the head. “My bad, you are not freakishly large. People call me freakishly strong. Sometimes it offends me.” She looks back at you. “I just wanted to wish you good luck, da?”

> Boast
> Neutral
> Polite

> Boast

>> Polite

> Polite

Polite

> Polite

“I-…” You cough a bit. “I’m honored. Thank you. I’ll do my best.”

She waves you off a bit, smiling. “I know you will. I look forward to seeing you in the postseason if the armorcraft gods will it.” She shrugs a bit at that. “I will say though, the headmasters of my program have been trying to stifle the competition as of late.”

Josephina gasps. “Oh yeah, there are rumors of them trying to get a post-war tank through.”

“Da. They might be winning actually,” says Oryola. “Truth be told, I prefer to fight in the SU-76 or the ISU-152 but if the school wills it, so shall it be done.” She hops out of the driver’s seat. “I should let you get to your match.” She wipes her dirty forehead, then wipes it on the hull of your tank. “Again, Udači!” And with that, she leaves.

Josephina pulls out a rag to wipe off the mark she left, but you quickly stop her. “Don’t.”

-

-

youtube.com/watch?v=IAW-yE-qFJ0

All of you commanders are lined up in front of the screen. The Judges begin their announcement. “The Elimination Match between George Washington Military Academy and Lafayette Girls Academy will now begin!” Griselda and Carolina shake hands amicably.

> LAFAYETTE GIRLS ACADEMY
> Hometown: Norfolk, Virginia
> Motto: “Dum vivimus, vivamus”
> March: Lafayette Girls Academy March
> Commander: Griselda Pool

> **GRISELDA POOL (M4 Sherman – 75mm M3 “Janus”)
> *ELODIE R. ZUMWALT (Cromwell III – QF 6-Pounder “Oliver”)
> *IRIS BLACKBOURNE (Churchill IV – QF 6-Pounder “James)
> “SUVOROV” (Panzer III Ausf. J – 50mm KwK 38 L/42 “Frederick”)
> SERAFINA MACZEK (M26 Pershing – 90mm M3 “Sokol”)
> REGINA TANEY (IS-2m – D-25T 122mm “David”)
> DALIA EARNHARDT (M18 Hellcat – 76mm M1A2 “Mifune”)

[1/2]

> VS

> VS

> GEORGE WASHINGTON MILITARY ACADEMY
> Hometown: Philadelphia, Pennsylvania
> Motto: “Virtus Repulsae Nescia”
> March: Yankee Doodle
> Commander: Carolina “Swamp Fox” Greene

> **1. CAROLINA “SWAMP FOX” GREENE (M24 Chaffee – 75mm Gun M6 “Bucephalus”) *ELITE*
> *2. HILDA “CLAUSEWITZ” BLASKOWITZ (M24 Chaffee – 75mm Gun M6 “Conde”)
> 3. DIANA “NAPOLEON” LASORDA (M24 Chaffee – 75mm M6 “Marengo”)
> 4. VERONICA MARQUEZ (M24 Chaffee – 75mm M6 “Palomo”)
> 5. JULIANA HARCOURT (M24 Chaffee – 75mm M6 “Tencendur”)
> *6. BRUNHILDE KOWALSKI (BT-7 – 45mm L/46 “Kasztanka”)
> 7. FRANCISCA ROSETTA (BT-7 – 45mm L/46 “Iroquois”)
> 8. SERENA SKARSGAARD (BT-7 – 45mm L/46 “Go Man Go”)
> 9. PAULINE PATTERSON (BT-7 – 45mm L/46 “Ribot”)
> 10. AKO MATSUZAKA (BT-7 – 45mm L/46 “Sea Bird”)
> *11. HAILEY WINSTON (PANZER II AUSF. L – 20mm KwK 38 “Veillantif”)
> 12. TERESA STRONG (PANZER II AUSF. L – 20mm KwK 38 “Babieca”)
> 13. DIEDRE JANKOWITZ (PANZER II AUSF. L – 20mm KwK 38 “Warrior”)
> 14. SABRINE O’HARE (PANZER II AUSF. L – 20mm KwK 38”Comanche”)
> 15. SAMANTHA O’HARE (PANZER II AUSF. L – 20mm KwK 38 “Totilas”)
> *16. VERA ZACHARY (PANZER 35H 734(f) w/ 28/32 cm Wurfrahmen – 37mm SA-18 “Barbaro”)
> 17. HEIDI SMITH (PANZER 35H 734(f) w/ 28/32 cm Wurfrahmen – 37mm SA-18 “ Carbine”)
> 18. JEANNIE RICKETTS (PANZER 35H 734(f) w/ 28/32 cm Wurfrahmen – 37mm SA-18 “Greyhound”)
> 19. JANE DESOTO (PANZER 35H 734(f) w/ 28/32 cm Wurfrahmen – 37mm SA-18 “Flyingbolt”)
> 20. MEGAN THIRD (PANZER 35H 734(f) w/ 28/32 cm Wurfrahmen – 37mm SA-18 “Hickstead”)

“Let the match begin!”

-

-

You stand turned out, waiting the signal. “Alright everyone, remember the plan,” says Griselda. Everyone shouts yes.

A signal flare explodes in the air. The match has begun.

> CURRENT AMMO LOADED: APCBC

> COMMAND POINTS: 17 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> EXECUTE TACTICAL MANEUVER (Which?)
> Deploy Smoke (3/3)
> APDS Shot (5/5)
> Advance to the far west of the town.
> Advance to the far north of the town.
> Other

>Advance to the far north of the town.

> Advance to the far north of the town.
Shit, didn't realise we had such low CP right now...

>>Shit, didn't realise we had such low CP right now...

Tell me more of this See Pee, my fellow anomalous

> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Advance to the far north of the town.

>> Advance to the far north of the town.
Time to roll out!

> Advance to the far north of the town.

But do we transform?

We transform into that chibi form.

Alright, so while we wait. Here is the kill stats as of right now. I'm not even going to attempt to add additional stats like hit % or anything like that. Just the numbers that matter. Nothing fancy, but here we are.

Was it really necessary to make that a PDF?

Upon looking at it now, not really. I just used pdfs for archival for other quests I have done. I'll probably just take basic screenshots in the future.

> Advance to the far north of the town.

“Alright, Josephina, take us to the north road leading out of town, cruise speed.”

“Oui!” she calls. Oliver the Cromwell starts moving forward, speeding away from Iris’ group and Griselda’s as well.

Isolated from most forms of help if they attack. That’s pretty worrying. “Hey!” Ingrid calls over the radio. “Josephina, how’s the seat?”

“Well, it’s not really a seat anymore,” says Josephina. “Oleg removed most of it.”

“Oh, that can’t be comfortable,” says Winona.

“It’s actually incredibly comfortable now that I can somewhat move my legs how I want them,” says Ingrid. Good girl, Josephina.

“This is Iris, we’re already seeing dust to the far northeast where GWMA is supposed to start.” You pull up your binoculars and spy out in that direction. A huge smoke cloud, grey and brown, is rising up. Yep, they’re on the move. But you can’t tell how many are moving in which direction. It seems like the big dust cloud is actually getting bigger and moving in all directions!

“Keep to the plan,” says Griselda. “Elodie, keep sharp. Recall Serafina to your position if necessary.”

Serafina gasps. “Is it time!? Can we join you, commander!?”

> COMMAND POINTS: 17 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> EXECUTE TACTICAL MANEUVER (Which?)
> Deploy Smoke (3/3)
> APDS Shot (5/5)
> “Yes.”
> “No.”
> Other

Don't get too hasty. This could get stupidly complex later on.

Probably when our roster grows bigger.

Nice

>> Advance to the far north of the town.

> “No.”
I don't think we need their help just yet. Long time to go yet.

> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> “No. Not yet.”
We know they like to pull tricks, I don't want to get two tanks caught up in a faint just yet. But Serafina should be on standby.

>> “No.”

Their pulling a Rommel. Probably it's their BTs and Panzer IIs making that dust.

> “No.”

> tracking penetrating hits per total hits upon tank
> total accuracy average (TAA)
> total kills per two matches (TK/2M)
> average speed (AS)
> loading efficiency rating (LER)
> total shots hit percentage (TSH%)
> average repair speed (ARP)
> hip/bust/waist (H/B/W)
> accuracy average per kilometer (AA/km)
> shots survived percentage (SSV%)

it's like my baseball sabermetrics

>>Probably when our roster grows bigger.

Even then, just taking a screenshot would be easier

Mate, if you want to give me those numbers I'll add them, but I'm not tabulating that much.

Baseball is not a real sport

The thing is then you'd have the Tankery teams that play Moneyball.

In fact thats what I'm imagining the Chinese school to do, given the hints you've dropped.

You don't have to, I'm just speculating. It'd be too much work to do any of that for you or me.

oi

Ohoho, someone's been reading.

Surprisingly, data entry didn't take too much time. At least something like this. If I had the numbers, it's fine. But I'm not going to stress you out by trying to come up with numbers that are mostly arbitrary. That's only for people with zealous fanaticism like Ingrid with baseball.

>oi

Most of it is just standing around, how is that a sport?

>“No.”

Is anyone else surprised they didn't add more Hellcats or Chaffees to their roster match?

> “No.”

“No, stay with Iris.” Serafina audibly groans over the radio. “Iris, keep her busy until it kicks off, okay?”

“Affirmative.”

You keep peering out at the immense dust clouds approaching your location. Hm, it seems to you that they’re using it for cover definitely. Question is, how many tanks are there in that cloud? Are all of them in one flank? Are the rocket tanks holding back? Are they equally distributed?

Ugh, this is gonna bother you.

“This is Griselda. We’re reaching our rally point. Do any of you see any tanks?”

You continue scanning, then spot a Chaffee or two through the dust cloud in the northmost cloud. It’s not Carolina’s. But… “I see one, a Chaffee coming from the north. I can’t tell if it’s alone or not though, and it’s way out of my range.”

“Hold fire. Let them come to us.” Ingrid and Stack turn out, looking out at the dust. Griselda issues another command. “Iris, establish defensive positions in the town, but don’t dig in too deep. They might try to flush you out with the rockets.”

“Affirmative,” says Iris.

Hm, what are they up to?

> COMMAND POINTS: 17 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> EXECUTE TACTICAL MANEUVER (Which?)
> Deploy Smoke (3/3)
> APDS Shot (5/5)
> Hold your position
> Get closer
> Retreat into the town
> Other

>> Hold your position

>Hold your position
I sure hope it doesn't get rocketed.

> Hold your position
Mass reconnaissance? Deception? Enveloping maneuver?

> Hold your position

> Get closer
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
I still suspect a feint, but supposing it is rockets, we may want to cautiously move up a bit.

> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> Hold Position (in cover)

We have a couple ways to do this. Number 1 we withdraw southern flank. They may not simply have the speed to get to position before it gets taken.

Number 2 we wait until we see the whites of their eyes, so to speak. They're obviously an old fashioned MA, we wait in formation in the town until we've got them nice and close and blast them.

>Other
Drive around very slowly so they can't dial in rockets on us

> Hold your position
And get Nona to start doing her ranging calculations for that Chaffee, so we can cold bore kill it the moment it rolls into our effective range.

Stuka rockets on the Panzer 35H are ridiculously innaccurate and actually have a pretty short effective range, not to mention only four rockets per tank. I think they'll save them for the heavies most likely, where we're bunched up.

> Hold your position

“Keep the engine idle, Josephina.” You keep watching the cloud of dust and smoke. You do see that Chaffee there,.

Now you see the silhouette of more tanks. Count them. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7… 8… 9… 10… 11.

Oh shit.

“Griselda,” you call. “Trouble. I have 15 tanks total coming to attack the north. I see the M24 Chaffees, the Panzer IIs, and the rocket H35s. They’re all coming down from then north. We’re still out of range.”

“Roger, we’re gonna-“ There’s a loud bang on her end. “Ah hell! It’s the BT-7s! Don’t engage them if you can help it, there’s way too many for you to fight!”

Alright, alright. You take another look. The Chaffees are leading the charge in a flying V, with the Panzer IIs in behind them in a line, and the H35s further behind. They’re still out of range, but it could be minutes before they get into firing distance.

> COMMAND POINTS: 17 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> EXECUTE TACTICAL MANEUVER (Which?)
> Deploy Smoke (3/3)
> APDS Shot (5/5)
> Start digging in.
> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.
> Retreat into the town
> Other

Not to mention in order to actually hit something they have to shoot one or two rockets as a group/

>> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

Digging in won't do shit if the Rockets digs us out, hide and aim for the Chaffees then retreat.

>> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

>Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

> Retreat into the town

> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush
Don't engage until they start engaging our forces in the town, then we'll hit them in the flank and break up their attack.

> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

>Other
Send Stack and Ingrid to go assemble an ambush position for us to fall back to in the forest, have the rest of us prepare to dig in here.

When we need to fall back, we move into the ambush locating (in depth positioning, rolling defence)

They'll swing down and hit our allies in the rear.

> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

Let them pass by then confuse them by knocking them out from behind.

> Retreat into the trees and set an ambush.

“Stack, the camo net!” She nods, turning out and hurrying to the stowage bin. “Josephina, full reverse, take us into those trees!” Oliver the Cromwell starts moving backwards into the copse of trees, thick enough to block sight for the most part. You, Stack, and Ingrid hurry to get as much leaves and branches thrown onto the net as possible for maximum coverage. After a few minutes, the deed is done, and you hurry back in.

Only one turned out is you. You peer through your binoculars again, and find GWMA turning off towards the north end of Port William town. “Iris, do you see them?” you ask.

“Yes, I do,” she says. “I’m shifting the IS-2 and the Pershing north to deal with them. Griselda, how are you doing?” Loud cannonfire bursts off in the distance.

“Not good, we’re engaged with five BT-7s and they’re a bitch to put down!” she yells. “Earnhardt, watch it, your armor is too thin, stay behind me!”

“We can’t help Griselda now, we have to take out as many of these goons as we can,” says Iris.

“We’re going to let them pass us,” you say. “Once they engage you, Iris, we’ll move in.” You take another look and see the H35s trailing off with a pair of Panzer IIs to defend them. Seems like they’re moving in to get a good barrage off on the town. “Stack.” She turns out, and you hand her the binoculars. “What do you make of those rockets?”

She pokes her tongue out, thinking on it. “Yep. Them’s the 32cm incendiaries. Looks like they want to smoke Iris outta there.” Hm.

> COMMAND POINTS: 17 CP
> INTUITION: - 2 CP
> EXECUTE TACTICAL MANEUVER (Which?)
> Deploy Smoke (3/3)
> APDS Shot (5/5)
> Start shooting at them now.
> Wait for combat to pop off.
> Other

>> Start shooting at them now.

>Start shooting at them now.
Maybe they'll redirect to us and Iris can shoot them.

How far are we in terms of distince and what formation are they doing now?

> Start shooting at them now
They don't have effective long range guns compared to us. Put a shot into each of the H35s, then pull back to the town at flank speed before they can engage.