I did not get all the names, many new to me, who played in my squad last Night on Carpathian Mountains. Lord*** Frisky, Major, Can'tPickNameIWant and ??? others. Thanks for following orders and sorry about leaving suddenly while we were defending North Cabin against the APC-That-Would Not-Die.

You guys did great work in the assault at Lumbermill in the opening 5 minutes of the game, but without back up we simply did not have sufficient force ratio to take the cp. Seeing that this was the situation, I joined in on our last assault, knowing it meant my doom, and once we were wiped out I had us respawn at the undefended North Cabin. There we were attacked from both the NE and SW immediately, took me a while to set up fire teams. Enemy started moving in on our North front, the ridge line above, so I set CantPick and ?? up there and moved up to oversee. Then Root's squad attacked along the upper SW road, had fun supressing with my support rifle from a great distance. Then the APC hit us from the NE. After a few minutes of our AA men needless dying I went down to the flag area to pull my over-eager lads back and organize an ambuse. With great regret, that was when my BF2 completely crashed, at 11pm server time (EST), and my wife was calling from another room...

Just before this round I found myself in Highway to Hell, 2/3rds of the way through the round, on the German side. I was in a non-TG squad that had loose cohesion, started giving advice and soon ended up as SL (hope I did not piss-off the SL...). For the next five minutes I found myself barking a continuous stream of orders 1st-MIP John.C-style, and got great response from my men (names unfortunately not recorded). I believe Lordzark?? was in the tank, and we hit the South East flag with tank following and all my men in a heavy van. Came in too hot, ordered men back in the van, and drove backwards zigzaging while under fire from an enemy tank, rounds wizzing by. My tank engineer meet us, healed up the Van, then we went back into action, setting up South of the flag (the one with the grain tower). behind the building South of the AA. Positioned men on both my flanks, and eventually got us into the long building immediately West of the flag. A great advance under heavy fire. Round ended before we could take the flag, but what a feeling, bringing together a rag-tag bunch of men into a nasty force in a few minutes. I wounder what they thought of it all.