The Silver Bayonet - Russians

Thinking about what's coming up this year and hopefully we'll start playing TSB later on.

I've now finished the first set of miniatures - mixture of North Star Miniatures first Russian TSB pack and Front Rank Napoleonics.

Got a further 8 to do - same mix - and some gribblies.

Woaaaaahhhh- scary!

Sengoku Japanese: Monk(ey) Magic

This week I've hit another milestone with the completion of the last of the Sohei Monks from Fireforge Games. 

With the addition of two banner bearers from Perry I've made up one unit each of naginata, bow, & musket for each side.

The banner icons are from a Uesugi clan decal sheet but they work well enough to tell the units apart despite not being historically accurate.

I've also painted up a few peasant types which I think are Perry but I couldn't find them on their website so perhaps now OOP?

This means I'm closing in on the home straight, though I do have 15 Shimazu cavalry to paint up so plenty left to keep me busy.

Sengoku Japanese: A Sleepy Village

With the armies coming along nicely I thought it was about time to crack on with some terrain to fight over so with a week off I've devoted my time to just that.

I started off with some houses from Oshiro Terrain which I'd backed on Kickstarter. This gave me a nice selection of houses to paint up to form a village. I also got some bits and bobs like a smith and cooking set and some pots etc which I've not painted up yet.

I've also been busy with the 3D printer and printed off some rice fields which I spruced up with some tufts and my normal water effect, heavy gloss gel.

The 3D printer also provided a Torii gate, road-side shrine, fences and various bundles of goods along with a well and a hand cart. All in all enough to setup a decent table for a skirmish game, which is handy as we plan to play Test of Honour next week for the first time.

Fox & The Rat: Day 8, Advance Party

Lt. Gruber grimaced as he laid back in medical rooms bed, his ankle aflame with pain and badly swollen. It had all seemed so simple at the briefing only 24 hours earlier. With the offensive going so well he'd been ordered up to the outskirts of Benghazi to scout out the defensives on the outskirts of the town and if possible destroy them. So when they'd crept up to the picket posts and spied the  anti-tank gun he know what needed to happen.

The initial advance had been flawless, by now the team was used to operating together and with himself on one flank and the ever dependable Klinkerhoffen on the other he felt sure that at least one of them would be able to place a charge on the gun.

Schafer with his sniper rifle and Geerhart with his MG34 had both reached their assigned positions to cover the advance and the Tommy patrols had not noticed anything but one of their officers was on the prowl and had started to advance outsides their lines straight towards the Sargent. 

Closer and closer he walked, never deviating, Klinkerhoffen had crouched down into the night and Gruber could almost see him willing the officer to turn back, but he did not. 

At the last second Klinkerhoffen opened fire and as he did Schafer and Geerhart took their queue to open a general fusillade of fire upon the unsuspecting Tommies.

Bullets flew and struck home and many of the defenders fell without realising what was happening but enough survived to raise the alarm. At this point the mission started to fall apart as the tangled roots which where the cause of Gruber's pain claimed him as he tried to advance and make the most of the confused moments after the firing started. 

He remembered limping on through the pain even as the reinforcements started to pour into the area like hornets pouring from a agitated hive and the continuous fire from Geerhart's MG34 as he attempted to cut a path through the enemy to the gun.

But one Tommy had taken cover so Gruber was forced to take him on, sneaking up behind with knife drawn his ankle almost fully gave out at the last moment and a desperate struggle took place. Gruber could recall subduing the enemy and before he could seek cover coming under a hail of bullets from behind. One of these bullets clipped his side and sent him tumbling, strange that would hurt far less than the ankle. 

As he lay their he could see Klinkerhoffen also engaged in a hand-to-hand combat which seemed to last forever. Again it was the German who emerged victorious only to be gunned down. Gruber recalled crying out which alerted the nearby Tommie's to his position and led to his unfortunate incarceration. 

Well perhaps a couple of days in a comfy bed being looked after by the enemy wouldn't be the worst thing in the world, in fact it would he thought be just the break he needed. 

Fox & The Rat: Day 7 - Great Escape....or Not

 0200 hours 16/10/1942

Location - Western Desert; Undisclosed location west of Benghazi, Libya

Roster: Captain Mayne

Sergeant Stirling

Troopers Fairfax; Walker; Carstairs; Flashman; Crabtree

Jerry had quite the collection of L Detachment from earlier raids - some wag said they’d got enough to launch their own SAS raids: Lt. Tonkin; Sgts. Wilson, Almonds; & Pte. Fraser.  Now was the time to get the lads back.  Rumours had been circulating that the Bosch, with orders direct from Hitler, were shooting any commandos captured no matter they were in uniform and ID tags.  

It was really very simple - there were three huts inside a fortified perimeter.  The intel boys weren’t sure which of these housed the chaps so it was going to be a simple process of elimination.

Capt. Mayne decided the approach from the south-south east offered the best chances of success.  There was a guard tower anchoring the perimeter here but inexplicably it didn’t appear to be manned.  Mayne placed himself on the far eastern flank of the perimeter; next was Crabtree who approached on a south/south east axis; while Carstairs and Flashman; Fairfax and Walker; and Sgt. Stirling were arranged in a front stretching from east to west respectively covering around half of the front of the perimeter stopping just short of the road/track.  Two of the huts were set to the east of this track, while one of these was set further further north , and the third hut was just across the track from the other two.

Mayne wasted no time breaching the eastern perimeter - he was possessed with a zeal to get his men back.  Sgt. Stirling made ground on the far side while the troopers were more cautious - they were back-up and to provide covering fire if it came to it.

One Jerry sentry ventured too far out of the perimeter and Stirling delivered a swift and silent end to this poor wretch hiding his body in the process.  Meanwhile Mayne had slipped past a couple of sentries - he was heading for the northernmost hut and therefore closest to any reinforcements which might make a cameo.

Mayne had got to the door of this hut and was fumbling to pick the lock but must have knocked something and the Jerry officer who had been wandering around between the three huts was suddenly aware someone or something was there.  Damn it.  Stirling moved up to the smaller hut on the east of the road but it was too late - the general alarm had gone up and the shooting started.

Stirling was in the cross hairs of a couple of sentries by the road cowering behind a road barrier and a dog handler just across the road behind some crates.  He was hit and went down.  That was a huge blow.

Fairfax and Walker opened up on the sentries by the road and took them out.  Crabtree now moved inside the perimeter and blasted the dog handler with his shotgun sending this aryan to Valhalla or wherever it was the Master Race thought they were destined for.

Meanwhile Mayne and Herr Kapitan were now exchanging fire at close quarters by the other two huts, eventually Mayne prevailed but it was too late.  The DAK reinforcements were streaming now down the road and Mayne was struck, just a flesh wound but enough to stop this Dashing Blade from liberating his comrades and perhaps more importantly getting away.

Crabtree picked up Stirling and they slipped back into the blackness ruing their poor luck and the loss of their talismanic leader.

Now that DAK SAS squad was looking less improbable…..

Sengoku Japanese: Naginata Sohei

Having completed the Ashigaru last week this week I've moved onto the Sohei warrior monks. With these I've gone a different route to the first batch I painted up and leaned into the black & white side of their normal costume. This allowed me to paint up the leader as a potential Ninja stand-in which could be useful in the future.

Rather than have them all as one unit I've mixed them into the previous unit to add some extra variety. I expect to use them in Test of Honour so the two different schemes could be used for different experience levels of monk.