Posts Tagged ‘Sci-Fi’

Piece of Resistance

Posted on August 19th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

The title is a reference to the wrong film. Apologies. If you can think of a better title for this post, I suggest you imagine I’d written that instead.Anyway! In a similar vein to my previous post about post-apocalyptic barricades, here are some resis…

Piece of Resistance

Posted on August 19th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

The title is a reference to the wrong film. Apologies. If you can think of a better title for this post, I suggest you imagine I’d written that instead.Anyway! In a similar vein to my previous post about post-apocalyptic barricades, here are some resis…

Paint Table Saturday 198 – Spunk hauler and a pair of Ambulls

Posted on August 19th, 2017 under , , , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,Busy week here. The weather has been hot and fairly humid for us, had an iron on label inside my hat melt and stick to my head a little. Not very pleasant. I also got challenged to a fist fight on Facebook, and lost it on the guy, so I’m only pe…

Dropzone Commander 2nd Edition changes

Posted on August 17th, 2017 under , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Posted by

Gen Con 2017 opened  today and Hawk Staff and Talons will be running demo games of the beta rules for Dropzone Commander 2nd Edition to […]

More Ambulls

Posted on August 16th, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,In between getting called out to a fist fight on facebook and standing out in the mid day sun for two hours a day, I’ve done a tad more work on the Ambull idea.I finished the base coats and put a few highlight layers on the Spunk carrier.And I t…

Ambull Farm

Posted on August 14th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

Hi All,So after my epiphany about Ambull husbandry I decided to look in the Rogue Trader rule book. Guess what? “Ambulls originate from the dangerously hot polar rock-deserts of Luther McIntyre IX. They can survive extremely hot temperatures for long p…

The Adeptus Mechanicus Project Part II

Posted on August 14th, 2017 under , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Posted by

++++++BEGIN TRANSMISSION++++++ Part I Welcome back to part two of the The Adeptus Mechanicus Project, for this update I have managed to build all the […]

Paint Table Saturday 197 – Matthias Mulders, Merchant.

Posted on August 12th, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,Another figure finished. Instead of going to the gym last night I finished this guy.Using the Ordo Malleus Hiver name generator, I named him Matthias Mulders. I was trying to figure out a particularly Rogue Tradery, Necromunda-y thing for him to…

Kas’trum Campaign Pre-Season Game Two – Into the Valley of Death?

Posted on August 9th, 2017 under , , , , , , , , , . Posted by

The Hereford’s adjutant was back at his desk. This time it was the reconciliation of the Mess accounts. No matter how he worked the figures he always came up two bottles of claret short – and then there was that troublesome rumour that porter had been seen at table. Most distressing…

A loud cough came from the door behind him – the the endless knocking of junior officers and senior NCOs who needed his help to sort out one minor problem or another had threatened to bring down the whole structure thus a change to a less violent announcement was required.

“Enter  – What is it?” the major snapped, his eyes still focused on the mess accounts – where were those d—ed bottles of claret?
“Burning party ready to depart sir!” replied the Sergeant Major pushing aside the tattered “door” as he entered.
“What’s going out Sar’n’t Major?”
“One company of regulars, a section of Trucial Scouts and a Gatling gun…”
“A what!?”
“A Gatling gun sir, a type of small bore revolving cannon from America. It’s said to have firepower the equivalent to a company of rifles. The Royal Navy swears by them, sir and we ‘ve been ordered to field test one and report back on the results.  Begging your pardon sir, I see the written order from Battalion there on your desk, just under those two bottles of claret…”
“Yes, yes, very good…” was the waspish reply as the Major tucked the offending bottles out of sight beneath the desk,  “Who’s leading this little scientific gun testing party then?”
 “Captain Cybbel sir, late of India I believe. Fancies himself a bit of a writer.”
“Ah yes him. Do you know if he fancies porter?  No never mind that, he has his orders, tell him to get on with it, I have to get back to more pressing matters.”
The Major turned back to his accounts, oblivious to the smart salute rendered by his most senior NCO who depart with all the briskness appropriate to his rank.

The Sergeant Major strode over to the waiting column ending his march with a crashed of highly polished black leather on dusty Martian sand next to a ragged looking horse and a rather less ragged looking rider. He followed with a mathematically precise salute.
“Begging your pardon Captain Cybbel, the Major says you’re to head out sir.”
The rider  was staring fixedly at the two reptilian gashants packing the mechanical gun,
“What rhymes with ‘dinosauria,'” he thought to himself, “Sorry Sergeant Major, what was that?”
“The Major says you are to head out now”
“No words of encouragement to the men from him then?”
“No sir, he just made reference to your written orders….”
“Hrrmm,” Cybbel replied looking concerned, “that’s a touch cold given what happened to Puller’s lot. I’ll have to come up with something myself then. Thank you Sergeant Major, you are dismissed.”
The NCO saluted smartly, the Captain returned the salute equally smartly and returned briefly to his previous thoughts.
“‘In memoria’, yes that might work it wasn’t perfect – but then it didn’t really have the tone he needed to elevate the men’s spirits.”
Cybbel shook way that particular remembrance  and turned to the men and Martians of the little column arrayed before him.
“Now listen up men, we have a job to do and I know you are the right men for it….” his voice was swallowed by the morning mist as he he did his best to instil some pride and honour in these men, no his men that he was about to lead into battle.


The Valley of Death

Once more unto the breech

On the Earth side we have:
Captain Cybbel commanding
Second Company,  Earl of Hereford’s Regiment of Foot Regular V1, Single Shot Breech Loaders
Special Detachment 1st Askari Rifles Regular X3S Muzzle Loader Rifles
No. 7 Experimental Battery Regular V0 Gatling Gun.

The Martian forces are:Har’d’tak commanding

Har’d’tak’s Hellions (Num’da’s Raiders) Irregular V2, ½ Musket, ½ Bow armed
First Band Kas’trum Marines Regular V2S Rifled Musket


Har’d’tak looked down the narrow valley.  Loyalists in the Earther occupied village off the main canal had sent word that a column was on the move, undoubtedly to seek revenge for the massacre at the temple ruins. The prizes, both in loot and hostages were significant, but some of the tribe felt that they were not worth attracting the attention of the invader. The riders had long since passed through carrying with them the booty of rifles, loot and, it was said, a prisoner or two.

The decoy.

Har’d’tak’s job was to slow down any incursions by the red men. His band was split between those armed with bows and those with muskets.  Given the reports of the blundering nature of the Earthers, he put his bows behind a protective row of thorn tress felled for just this purpose. With any luck, the red men would stumble into the bows, allowing these short ranged weapons to have some effect on the battle.

The ambush.

He placed his musket armed troops along one of the ridges defining the valley. They were to hold in place and in cover until the Earthers were occupied with the bows and then sweep in from the flank.

The reserve.

On it’s way was platoon of Kas’trum Marines whether or not they would arrive in time to be useful was the question.


Cybbel looked down again at his printed orders. Yhey read in summary and decreasing order of importance:
  1. Locate and recover any breech loading weapons and if possible ammunition.
  2. Locate and recover any officers or gentlemen held by the enemy.
  3. Regardless of the outcomes of items 1 and 2, burn any buildings and confiscate any live-stock or portable goods. 
  4. Locate and recover any other imperial property such as uniforms, helmets, belting etc and liberate any enlisted men.
  5. (in a different hand that looked suspiciously like that of a certain senior NCO) Assess the utility of the attached Gatling Gun in field operations, compile a report of strengths and weaknesses, and include a list of recommendations in favour or against.

At the bottom inked in large letters was the admonition:

Under no circumstances are wells or other water sources to be interfered with!  

The army had its priorities one supposed but at least that last bit made some sort of sense.

Scouts out and into battle!
An odd array of thorns trees blocks blocks progress.
The glass beads mark the limits at which the Trucial Scouts will uncover the two ambush parties. 
The Scouts press forward – Alert to danger.

Back out of sight behind the ridge line

Concerned that the Scouts were getting too close, Har’d’tak pulled his men back off the ridge.

The Martian view

Looking up the valley as the red tide approaches.

Discovered!

The orange bead shows the limit of bow range.

The Redmen pull up behind the scouts

Skirmishers to the ridge!

The Trucial Scouts open fire!

One hit!

A quick note: In the Soldier’s Companion rules, the base number to hit is a 6 on a d6. This base number can be modified up or down by various factors – usually up. For hit numbers greater than 6, a 6 still counts as a hit but the defending player has a chance to “save” the hit by rolling under the difference.  However, saved hits still count towards the morale check. See below.

But it’s saved.

Open order skirmishers behind cover get a healthy defensive bonus.

The morale roll…

The bowmen hold.

The ambush team fires….

Only half of the figures count as firing because they are using muzzle loaders then factor in long range and nothing much happens.  Afghanis with jezzails these are not.

What’s that odd machine?  The Gatling deploys.

Fancy Footwork

All those years in the grammar school marching band finally pay off as the second rank pivots to face the new threat.

“Give me an L!”

Though not in the letter of the rules, what’s the point of having two rank regulars if you can’t do fancy marching about things with them?

Hellions Fire!

No hits on the red men.

One hit on the traitorous Scouts!

Easily saved

Gatling test script Item 2: Open fire at the enemy


Har’d’tak watched a small red coated figure as it did something at the side of the odd looking gun. little flashes of light flickered from it and for a moment the Hellions watched unconcerned. Then a sandstorm of bullets kicked up the sand up and down their position. Khaki clad figures could be seen  running between the gashants and the gun, bringing ammunition to feed this terrifying beast.

Two hits!

Doubled thanks to Yankee technological know how 

MGs double all hits. This didn’t help here and both were saved.

Morale Failure!

However as noted above, all four hits still modify the morale roll and the skirmishers run away in terror – but still intact.

Run Away!


Har’d’tak’s men squatted nervously on the other side of the ridge. They would not face this new terror for treasure or glory and wishing to live another day, they quietly withdrew.

The Scouts Make another ineffectual effort

Under less than withering fire, the bows continue to hold.

Scouts Withdraw!

Time for the regulars to have a go!

The Red Tide approaches!

Martinis Thunder!

Begging your pardon sir….

No hits?!

There seems to be something wrong with our bloody Martinis today

No hits again?!

The bows execute a tactical retreat

The Earthers advance

The bows keep running

Another shot

No hits?! What madness is this?

The Bows saunter away

Fer C___t’s sake – Hit something, anything – even the bl__dy dirt!

And the game ends as the last bowman walks calmly out of sight.


Cybbel looked down from his mount.
“So what was the problem Sergeant?”
The NCO held out a handful of shiny gold metal fragments.
“Old ammunition sir – the wound brass type case. It’s been in storage so long it’s starting to fall apart.  The men are cleaning their rifles now and I have the platoon NCOs taking stock of the drawn case ammunition and redistributing that. We should have enough for another engagement without haveing to draw on the old stuff”
“Thank you Sergeant, carry on.”

With things well in hand, Cybbel turned back to his poetry.
“When you lie bleeding on the red Martian Plain….”
No that wasn’t right…

In a simple mud hut, in a simple mud village, two dishevelled figures listened expectantly to the sounds of battle in the nearby valley. One sat listlessly, the other searched the ground behind him with his finger tips and having found a not quite blunt bit of rock, began sawing at the thongs that bound his wrists.  Help was coming.  


Paint Table Saturday 196 – Chochtoxtoc, Slann Merchant

Posted on August 5th, 2017 under , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,This week has been odd. Fatigue mixed with 7 nosebleeds in 4 days sort of set the tone. I wasn’t sure if I was going to have to get my nose cauterized, but I made it through last night without choking on blood. No idea where this latest round ca…

Something about Donald Trump

Posted on August 4th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

… ‘cos it’s about walls, geddit?I’ve been at the paintbrushes again, and this time I’ve come up with something different for a change!These are scrap walls from Crooked Dice Miniatures.I picked them up at Chillcon earlier this year, thinking they’ll …

Something about Donald Trump

Posted on August 4th, 2017 under , , , . Posted by

… ‘cos it’s about walls, geddit?I’ve been at the paintbrushes again, and this time I’ve come up with something different for a change!These are scrap walls from Crooked Dice Miniatures.I picked them up at Chillcon earlier this year, thinking they’ll …

The Adeptus Mechanicus Project

Posted on August 2nd, 2017 under , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , . Posted by

++++++BEGIN TRANSMISSION++++++ I have played a lot of Warhammer 40k over the years, all the way back to Rogue Trader.  With every edition I ran […]

And There Was Light

Posted on July 28th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I am done with the lights, they took much longer than I thought to complete.

In the engine area, I have built the first of the control panels with a switch to operate the lights.

And it all works!

Great ideas!

Posted on July 28th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

(One’s I’ve had that were executed much better by somebody else.)Hi All,We may remember the stalled project of magnetizing all the Galactic bastard heads that never materialized before JB did his awesome version here. I see it’s been almost two years s…

Great ideas!

Posted on July 28th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

(One’s I’ve had that were executed much better by somebody else.)Hi All,We may remember the stalled project of magnetizing all the Galactic bastard heads that never materialized before JB did his awesome version here. I see it’s been almost two years s…

Let There Be Light

Posted on July 28th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I may have gone over the top now as I have added even more LEDs. I decided that some more internal lighting was required, just a few here and there. It is now a bit of a wiring nightmare, I had to drill loads more holes in the hull to allow the wires to run … Continue reading Let There Be Light

More Power Captain!

Posted on July 27th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

I decided to add some lights to the transporter. I had to drill loads of holes to pass the wiring through, I also found the limitations of using pre-fused LEDs which was a bit annoying as I had to created several separate parallel circuits. The lights are mostly on the outside as running wires into … Continue reading More Power Captain!

Landed Transporter

Posted on July 26th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Some magnets have been added to the underneath of the hull and now the landing gear will stay in place.

This gives me the height I need to construct a decent boarding ramp that will run between the rear struts and into to middle of the hull.

What time is it?

Posted on July 26th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

It’s tiny purple spaceship time!Yep, I’ve been painting Dropfleet Commander ships again. By this stage there’s very little else for me to say about them, but I feel honour bound to list all of my painting efforts, so here we are. Let’s all just stay st…

What time is it?

Posted on July 26th, 2017 under , , . Posted by

It’s tiny purple spaceship time!Yep, I’ve been painting Dropfleet Commander ships again. By this stage there’s very little else for me to say about them, but I feel honour bound to list all of my painting efforts, so here we are. Let’s all just stay st…

Transporter Interior

Posted on July 25th, 2017 under , , , , , . Posted by

Almost ready to start on the interior of the transporter conversion.

I have not stuck anything down yet as there is still some preparation to complete and holes to drill and decisions to make before the deck goes down.

Tsan Ra Isorian Strike Force

Posted on July 24th, 2017 under , , , , , , , , , , , , . Posted by

The Chryseis Shard supplement introduces elite and specialist armies, whatever your race and leading the charge this week come the Isorian Senetex Tsan Ra allies… With the […]

Paint Table Saturday 194 – Bbblllggddp and Bob

Posted on July 22nd, 2017 under , , , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,I keep on hoping to post more than once a week, but right now it’s all I can manage. It was week 3 of the #BeerMaW challenge. I figured I could do these two for this week.Bbblllggddp and Bob are old citadel Fishmen that are currently sold by War…

Paint Table Saturday 194 – Bbblllggddp and Bob

Posted on July 22nd, 2017 under , , , , , , . Posted by

Hi All,I keep on hoping to post more than once a week, but right now it’s all I can manage. It was week 3 of the #BeerMaW challenge. I figured I could do these two for this week.Bbblllggddp and Bob are old citadel Fishmen that are currently sold by War…