I main the leclerc, so our rounds are almost similar (10mm more pen) and I don’t have issues killing Russian tanks from the front. Sometimes, very rarely I only kill the driver when shooting lfp but generally speaking if I fail to kill them it’s my fault. Sometimes it’s volumetric crap but that happens to other tanks too. I’ve gotten to briefly play the challengers and I’m gonna be honest, those things are miserable. Kudos!
I use a harrier T10 for CAS with AGM65D and it will delete abrams, Russian tanks, leclercs but Its about 50/50 on a leopard, until a 2s6 wipes me from existence. Ive learned how to toy with pantsirs but those 2s6 and strela players are something else
leo 2 is the bigger problem for top tier.
In the leopards it hit me into the turret wedges nearly every time.
In the leclerc it hit me in the top of the turret where the NERA is.
They hit me directly since there was a giant metal decal splattered on my tank.
The worst part about being over there? The fact I cannot find anything as good as the food I had over there. I don’t know how they made borsch at camp, or how they managed to make the stew so good, but nobody can ever make it right. It’s irritating, either there’s too much cabbage, or not the proper spices (I use the term lightly). Then again, a hungry stomach has different tastes than one that eats three meals a day. Doesn’t change that I miss the food.
Aye, Leopards are a pain to deal with. They’ll tank all the shots to the weakpoints, but will somehow be finished off by a random .50 cal to the turret ring.
Driver side LFP has been quite reliable for me. I’ve killed a decent lot of 2a7 that way. Plus turret ring usually breaks so you can get a follow up if they don’t die.
It’s a joke, but I’ve found Leopards to be annoying to deal with. Granted all my friends are Russian or American mains, so it’s difficult to try and fight someone who is German or another obscure country.
I fully get the food thing. eastern europeans are damn good at stews from it being the only thing they could make under the grips of communism.
When you’re out in the field, damp and cold even the most meh meal tastes like nectar from the gods private gardens, when its genuinely good food your brain just breaks.
as someone who squads up with mostly brit mains I’ve seen plenty of all and yea the leo is the worst of the bunch
I used to laugh at Skinner’s little rant about not finding that dish he was served in a Vietnamese prison… now I fully understand it. Pains me to say it, but I also get him not understanding the new fads either. He had Mad magazine, I had… brainrot I guess.
I know a British main, but I don’t like him much. He’ll go on and on about how amazing his Chally is or his Tonka or whatever and then wants to play the most obscure BRs like mate, I’m trying to fight you, not get a history lesson on how in 1994 your Tornado blitzed Saddam’s mansion or something.
what i would give to have a sausage and bean rat pack taste as good as when I was soaking wet in a norfolk field as a 14 year old cadet. Those food pouches are bland and miserable but good lord it was so good.
I feel bad for the north koreans that got unvetted access to the internet. brainrot to us is like injecting hard drugs mixed with hot sauce straight into their brain lmao
maybe we will have to squad up at some point so you can play with Britain without it being a history class
I don’t know about your weird English food names (like I’m sorry, spotted dick?), but I could definitely go for what I think it is. Another thing I loved over there was their love for potatoes. I may be Irish, but I learned more ways to cook a potato than I previously thought. I’ve had baked, mashed, soups, raw, and all that, but these lot made it in so many other ways that I might try and find a cookbook. I might just cook up a potato right now honestly.
Aye, their poor brains. Worst part is they will never be able to satisfy that itch either. I remember the old joke about Captain America going back to the 1940s not able to listen to modern music, but it’s only going to be worse for them.
But sure, just a fair warning though, the only stuff I only got done is the South African line.
the irish think they are the masters of the spud until they meet east europe lol.
ngl sounds like a blessing for him, vera lynn over idk cardi b or whatever is popular (I only listen to 70s-90s rock I have no idea)
you don’t need to play britain with me, Britain as a nation is best as a supplementary to other nations vehicles
Aye, can never go wrong with Vera Lynn, but you cannot deny the fact that Call Me Maybe is extremely catchy. Even to this day, I still have Teenage Dreams playing in my head. Although if I could go back, I think I’d go to the 60s. Although it would be difficult between going to the U-FO in London or joining the Provos. Actually no, I’d spend the 60s in London, and then the 70s in Free Belfast.
We are the masters of the spud, a true master is willing to learn from other cultures and integrate into oneself. Plus we also went to Eastern Europe during the Great Hunger, so we taught them how to potato. That’s my excuse.
id probably go back to the late 80s because where I live in London, any earlier or later and its not a good story. the docks shutting down and then modern London. a decent era sandwiched in hell
Tonite let’s all make love in London, as if it were 2001, the years of thrilling God. And be kind to the poor soul that cries in a crack of the pavement because he has no body.
can tell that song was made in the 60s. 2001 ended up not being so wonderful from what I was told, wasn’t born for another few months so don’t know personally
Yeah no, although I wouldn’t mind going back to my childhood. Then again, ignorance is bliss, and what does a child know about the world?