that is wrong the tank wasnt even a real tank it was made out of cardboard and used as a decoy to fool the baddies

sdkfz would overheat if it ran over 35mph for more than 10 minutes out of every hour. it took nearly a quarter mile on a straight road to get up to speed.

neither one could corner, as the stuart similarly was not designed for low gear and only beat the sdfkz's average mph by 1, so as to maintain strategic movement parity. whoever looked at these vehicles and decided their top speed was relevant messed up.

neither one was used very much, as they were just arms treaty vehicles that even the cheapest light armor outperformed in all capacities. a pickup truck technical could give them a hard challenge, and a transport truck could drive faster with better mobility.

germany produced a ludicrous number of sdkfz, some 40,000 of them, but they weren't really worth the personnel inside most of the time. so by the time they were largely irrelevant, as even citizen's militia groups could reasonably expect to withstand them, their main purpose was to create circumstances for problem individuals to be exposed to fire while inside of an explosive device.

the stuart was similar, as its primary design goal (in line with the rest of the british force deployment strategy) was to inflate casualties so as to justify a withdrawal from the war.

in a sense the sdkfz was only good for killing unarmed civillians, and creating a justification for england to enter the war after keeping everyone else out in the name of peace and appeasement, and the stuart was only good for getting the uk to leave again. their best possible opponents were eachother, and they were designed for this purpose, but they were strictly forbidden from engaging eachother as they were both tactically incapable, overarmed, and borderline unarmored.

Try the discussion hub of whatever game you're talking about .

Originally posted by Lilim:

Try the discussion hub of whatever game you're talking about :hp_kyu:.

This is history

Originally posted by rabapraba p:

sdkfz would overheat if it ran over 35mph for more than 10 minutes out of every hour. it took nearly a quarter mile on a straight road to get up to speed..

You got a source for that or just making it up?

Originally posted by Caravanserai:

Originally posted by rabapraba p:

sdkfz would overheat if it ran over 35mph for more than 10 minutes out of every hour. it took nearly a quarter mile on a straight road to get up to speed..

You got a source for that or just making it up?

that is a source

Originally posted by Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh...:

Originally posted by Caravanserai:

You got a source for that or just making it up?

that is a source

Its only a source to demonstrate a lack of knowledge

I had to drive one, i'd run it five or ten seconds too long on the approach ten or twenty times so that it'd stall in battle and I could justify getting out and running away. (per the tactical manual when facing a battlefield stall.)

after a couple crews they figured this out and put me in the back seat, and every time we took fire I'd get out and crouch near the rear. with the door open, if it was just small arms fire. people said this was excessive, but four or five crews later and they decided I was wasted on an sdkf and also that I'd outlived enough monitors that it was wasteful to assign me there.

in theory they were going to transfer me to an armored battalion on the other side of that one bridge, get in a full-sized tinderbox like the stg auf 3 or 4, something you can't just get out of and into real cover like a barn, but I shot so many ss in the back on the bridge that by the time we could've actually crossed it the column was long gone and I was a war hero better suited for guarding the fuhrer. lone survivor of some 60k-80k troops.

they ran like clockwork, but if the sdkf imparted anything to the modern era, design wise, it was clockwork planned obsolesence.

in theory you could over-gun it to get up to 34.6mph in about 100 to 200 feet, however the tactical manual and field commanders both strictly prohibited this. the entire point of the sdkf was to shoot civllians and then get blown up; sort of a self-correcting warcrime in theory.

one of my monitors argued the merits and 'war sanity' of this a lot, usually while drunk in the back seat, and one time I dismounted just before an at shell scrubbed the entire passenger compartment front and back.

he'd gotten out to inspect a strange hissing sound that turned out to be a slow gas leak fuse, which I couldn't hear due to constant concussions. so I was laying down next to it when it blew up, and he was running away, and the chassis landed on top of me like a suit of personal armor and he got decapitated by a door. (I was fine but I was still deaf an hour or so later when the wreck got advanced past. nobody looked underneath, counter-encirclement unit was surprised. maybe 1 in 10 people had this happen, although if you adjust for people who would've done so if the tactical manual didn't tell them not to it might be as much as 3 in 10 for the right rear passenger being perfectly protected while dismounted laying down in this situation; I vaguely remember having a one-sided conversation with will while I was deaf, who just happened to look under this one wreck. but he didn't want to hear the statistics and I couldn't read his lips very well so I had no idea what he was trying to say; prlly trying to tell me about the british nazis at this bridge I was going to wind up at.)

Originally posted by rabapraba p:

I had to drive one, i'd run it five or ten seconds too long on the approach ten or twenty times so that it'd stall in battle and I could justify getting out and running away. (per the tactical manual when facing a battlefield stall.)

after a couple crews they figured this out and put me in the back seat, and every time we took fire I'd get out and crouch near the rear. with the door open, if it was just small arms fire. people said this was excessive, but four or five crews later and they decided I was wasted on an sdkf and also that I'd outlived enough monitors that it was wasteful to assign me there.

in theory they were going to transfer me to an armored battalion on the other side of that one bridge, get in a full-sized tinderbox like the stg auf 3 or 4, something you can't just get out of and into real cover like a barn, but I shot so many ss in the back on the bridge that by the time we could've actually crossed it the column was long gone and I was a war hero better suited for guarding the fuhrer. lone survivor of some 60k-80k troops.

they ran like clockwork, but if the sdkf imparted anything to the modern era, design wise, it was clockwork planned obsolesence.

in theory you could over-gun it to get up to 34.6mph in about 100 to 200 feet, however the tactical manual and field commanders both strictly prohibited this. the entire point of the sdkf was to shoot civllians and then get blown up; sort of a self-correcting warcrime in theory.

one of my monitors argued the merits and 'war sanity' of this a lot, usually while drunk in the back seat, and one time I dismounted just before an at shell scrubbed the entire passenger compartment front and back.

he'd gotten out to inspect a strange hissing sound that turned out to be a slow gas leak fuse, which I couldn't hear due to constant concussions. so I was laying down next to it when it blew up, and he was running away, and the chassis landed on top of me like a suit of personal armor and he got decapitated by a door. (I was fine but I was still deaf an hour or so later when the wreck got advanced past. nobody looked underneath, counter-encirclement unit was surprised. maybe 1 in 10 people had this happen, although if you adjust for people who would've done so if the tactical manual didn't tell them not to it might be as much as 3 in 10 for the right rear passenger being perfectly protected in this situation; I vaguely remember having a one-sided conversation with will while I was deaf, who just happened to look under this one wreck.)

Yeah im sure

Originally posted by Caravanserai:

Yeah im sure

I guess an operator's first hand account just isn't valid evidence anymore. Although getting pulled out of stalingrad on the soviet side and getting deployed as an SS was pretty jarring; it explained why people were so insistent I learn german and the wermacht social reality first. They seemed extraneous at first, then later I wondered why nobody else seemed to know these things. Then by the time I could ask anyone I was a decorated war hero in both fronts of the war, personally thanked by english intelligence for helping them on the west, an iron cross holder and a russian general and the designer of the kalashnikov, and one of two people that knows the real hitler is actually dead.

I crashed a farm tractor into a stuart once, from the side. Engine stalled, then sputtered and died.

Only going 15 or 20 mph or so, had to crash through a barn wall early on the approach.

If it had been an sdkf I wouldn't have dared; a tractor's worth of fuel getting close to one is suicide. Wouldn't have tried to ram it if it was one though. "It'll probably encounter uneven ground, flip upside down, then explode. It'll happen faster if I stay hidden to keep the tension high." That or it'd crash into a hay bale, the leaky engine would light on fire, and the operators would be trapped by the hay. Tried to help some poor fools out of such a situation, and wound up having an oil-covered knife fight with one or two of them. Never again.

Something about english discipline makes driving into hay bales an unlikely outcome though, even if there are other quirks to their motor skills. Hitting the stuart with a tractor seemed appropriate and likely to succeed somehow.

(They were british nazis fleeing with intel that would incriminate the special operations forces and most likely get all the commandos on questionable missions they didn't ask questions about pulled back. I don't know what universal force makes these kinds of people especially vulnerable to farmers in the english sphere, but it's palpable. The crown's fear of the common man is tempered by such forces I feel.)

I don't know what to say, at 15 or 16 after being redeployed to every front, the world just didn't make any sense. This total unrestricted chaos of being a quadruple agent basically left free to crash tractors into triple agent nazi british light armor as a japanese attache was the only thing that made any sense, and every attempt to explain it only made the insanity seem more reasonable.

The next time I got in a tractor after that I suddenly got afraid the war was going to end one day. I imagined this would change peoples minds, that this insanity was meaningful. That it was good the war would end. That this insanity wasn't for nothing. Instead it's simply forgotten and ignored, just like every war.

When they throw you in a padded cell they don't just throw you back out again when the war ends, you know? Even then there are limits, restrictions on what people do, expectations you can cling to or mourn afterwards. At the end of this was a bunch of nothing, and everyone I asked about it afterwards said every war they'd been in was the same way.

Originally posted by rabapraba p:

Originally posted by Caravanserai:

Yeah im sure

I guess an operator's first hand account just isn't valid evidence anymore. Although getting pulled out of stalingrad on the soviet side and getting deployed as an SS was pretty jarring; it explained why people were so insistent I learn german and the wermacht social reality first. They seemed extraneous at first, then later I wondered why nobody else seemed to know these things. Then by the time I could ask anyone I was a decorated war hero in both fronts of the war, personally thanked by english intelligence for helping them on the west, an iron cross holder and a russian general and the designer of the kalashnikov, and one of two people that knows the real hitler is actually dead.

I crashed a farm tractor into a stuart once, from the side. Engine stalled, then sputtered and died.

Only going 15 or 20 mph or so, had to crash through a barn wall early on the approach.

If it had been an sdkf I wouldn't have dared; a tractor's worth of fuel getting close to one is suicide. Wouldn't have tried to ram it if it was one though. "It'll probably encounter uneven ground, flip upside down, then explode. It'll happen faster if I stay hidden to keep the tension high." That or it'd crash into a hay bale, the leaky engine would light on fire, and the operators would be trapped by the hay. Tried to help some poor fools out of such a situation, and wound up having an oil-covered knife fight with one or two of them. Never again.

Something about english discipline makes driving into hay bales an unlikely outcome though, even if there are other quirks to their motor skills. Hitting the stuart with a tractor seemed appropriate and likely to succeed somehow.

(They were british nazis fleeing with intel that would incriminate the special operations forces and most likely get all the commandos on questionable missions they didn't ask questions about pulled back. I don't know what universal force makes these kinds of people especially vulnerable to farmers in the english sphere, but it's palpable. The crown's fear of the common man is tempered by such forces I feel.)

I don't know what to say, at 15 or 16 after being redeployed to every front, the world just didn't make any sense. This total unrestricted chaos of being a quadruple agent basically left free to crash tractors into triple agent nazi british light armor as a japanese attache was the only thing that made any sense, and every attempt to explain it only made the insanity seem more reasonable.

The next time I got in a tractor after that I suddenly got afraid the war was going to end one day. I imagined this would change peoples minds, that this insanity was meaningful. That it was good the war would end. That this insanity wasn't for nothing. Instead it's simply forgotten and ignored, just like every war.

When they throw you in a padded cell they don't just throw you back out again when the war ends, you know? Even then there are limits, restrictions on what people do, expectations you can cling to or mourn afterwards. At the end of this was a bunch of nothing, and everyone I asked about it afterwards said every war they'd been in was the same way.

That never happened