I should have done this first. Better late than never...except when ducking. The East Africa Campaign is a game played by the group that meets at my home. We, or I, take pictures of the game as we play it (kind of like a war photographer) hence the unhidden stands, fuzzy hands crossing the veld, odd characters lurking about in the background and the general unprofessional photography. The object is to have fun, recreate as well as we can without too much rivet counting and to play BIG games. We are using 'Sword and Flame' rules which have been somewhat tweaked (from the French 'je tweeque' meaning 'to mess with until unrecognisable') to fit the circumstances. The figures are from the collections of the participants, 28mm in this case and anyone can join in providing that they have passed all relevant examinations, are certificated, verified and contain no toxic chemicals or preservatives. We meet once a week on a day with a 'y' in it. We would welcome any kind of feedback on our efforts + or - , advice, suggestions or just heavy breathing. The background to the action is one of European shenanigans. The direction of travel of the relief force give orientation. To the left, German administered territory, to the right, independent bandit country as far as the signals OP. Beyond this point to the right is native land on which the British have negotiated the right (act of Martini Henry .455) to put a mission station for the good of the local population. And then sunk a diamond mine. The Germans have sponsored a revolt of the natives with the intention of driving out the Brits and helping themselves. The bandits have an agenda of their own and don't get on too well with their native neighbours. Well may we think that the Brits have been undone but the relief force may prove to be more than rescuers.
Friday, 23 January 2009
Thursday, 22 January 2009
The native army appears at the edge of the jungle
Their numbers grow... 'STAND TO'...'STAND TO' The dock looks a long way away to the few defenders
Unknown to them though, help is already gathering to launch a rescue... The boats are being made ready for the journey. Information having been received down river from an 'unidentified source' causes the British concern for our mission station. Better to be prepared for....anything. Paddle steamer with punch.
It's twenty four feet ...er...a long way to the garrison Can there be even more of them? Could it all be too late? An Indian Army patrol takes up defensive positions in the signallers stockade The human wave attacks have begun. There seems no end to the ranks of these warriors The sigs party is isolated If help is coming...now would be good. Yeah...right now would be just fine! 'Independent, fire at will' oh...thanks very much!
The 'Grey Funnel Line' gets moving. Bootnecks in the lead, as per usuall followed by the Army... Transported by the RN. Will it be enough? Are they already too late?
Wednesday, 21 January 2009
In the sleepy (28mm) British mission...
Water is drawn and supplies brought up in the small British compound but all is not well (pardon the pun) The dock is quiet...
The Army signals OP is on overwatch And a curious German steamer observes from across the river The digging in the diamond mine steadily produces results The natives....stir and stir
and make alliances ...and then move out of the jungle to destroy the white invaders by the great river
Tuesday, 20 January 2009
The end...This year the Christmas game was fought...backwards!
The authorities turn up to collect the fines from boy chariot racers
Many get the point all at once.
Protect the crisps, protect the crisps!
Look, they have a giant snail on their side.
General: 'I'm right behind you lads'.
Here then are the photos of the invasion of India by Antiochus The Great. The Seleucid's v the Bactrian Greeks in 202 BC...or there abouts, I'm no expert.
Things seem to have got out of order but, if you were there, you can imagine it the right way around.
Keep the brolly up...I'm getting a tan here.
Landslide interupts game
The Christmas game this year was a bloody affair but a good time was had by all. Participants should feel free to add to the minimalist commentary on the game. While successor armies slugged it out at two degrees below zero, the usual very warm hospitality of our host kept us jovially comfortable even in the heat of the hard fought conflict. My thanks to you all.