AAR: March 1938 - Shadows of the Rhineland
Geman and French general share a drink in a future, peaceful Europe by
David Bowman, on Flickr
Location: Berlin / Kehl Border Outpost
Date: March 22, 1938
Oberleutnant Hans Richter stared at the intelligence summary spread across his field desk, the morning light catching the thick glass of his coffee mug. The official dispatches from Berlin echoed a harmonious refrain: Germany sought only friendship, economic cooperation, and a stable, peaceful Europe built on mutual industrial strength. Down at the border, brief moments of theatrical bonhomie between officers—toasts shared across tables with French counterparts—were eagerly captured by state photographers to prove that neighborly goodwill was entirely possible.
Yet, Hans felt the stark dichotomy of the spring air. Barely a mile away across the river, the landscape bristled. Heavy artillery emplacements and concrete pillboxes watched from the opposing heights, a stark reminder that guns remained steadfastly trained on the Reich. Newspapers in Paris and Moscow broadcast biting condemnations, painting German overtures as mere camouflage for aggressive expansion, even as Berlin decried foreign falsehoods.
Behind the grand political theater, Hans’s primary headache was structural. Managing the grand corps-sized formations favored by the High Command was an immense logistical undertaking. Rejecting finicky, decentralized micro-management, he preferred the broad-stroke economic rhythm of the Table of Organization and Equipment. Reinforcements flowed slowly down through the administrative pipeline from regional HQs, ensuring that replacements finally arrived at the front lines thoroughly drilled and equipped, but testing the patience of commanders waiting for manpower.
As Hans folded the reports, he knew that peace and preparation walked a razor-thin line. The heavy corps units were assembling, the supply webs were spinning, and whether the coming months brought open hand or clenched fist, the machinery of the state was ready to move.
All around us, guns are pointed at the Fatherland by
David Bowman, on Flickr
The French of Bolsheviks whisper lies about us behind our backs by
David Bowman, on Flickr
Gaming note
I like corps sized units by
David Bowman, on Flickr
I like big units in this game as I find small units to finicky to manage and hard to keep replenished via the ToE. ToE suits my style, which is more economic rather than tactical, so the flow of forces through the HQs to the unit takes a few turns and means the reinforcements arrive with some training. Also note that when the game gets hot, these units are typically 50-70% strength