Gordon's WW2 28mm Bolt Action Pacific collection PLUS terrain was on the table (two of them), and what a spectacle! David, Peter and myself were drafted into the service to the emperor tonno (from the pizza), while Alisdair and Gordon fought for the American deep pans, Mike and the second wave would come and join later ...
We had a plan! Don't let them come nearer. And so our sortiment of veteran troops, buried tanks and mortars and secret tunnels were awaiting the yankees for a hot welcome at our beloved beaches. We would also after they passed a certain secret tunnel sortie to do a surprise attack behind their backs - bonzai!
First Captain Alisdair concentrated his forces on the left and David shot the troopers to meatballs. By this time we also were informed that most of their tanks were practically made out of card board.
With the flank in tatters and some turned and burning vehicles, Captain Alisdair turned to the centre, but my samurai squads turned the tanks to scrap metal and the platoons to sashimi. Similar bloodshed (but freshly made!) happened Peter San's flank as well. As a last wild card the one and only Sherman tank appeared in front of my half buried tank and I shot him back to Detroit!
At this moment it was clear that Mike and the second wave didn't arrive and that Alisdair and his men would die at this beach, food for the sharks, with tanks made out of beach wood. We ended the massacre and accepted the indignant surrender of the weak westerlings to help us built some bridges.
A clear victory for the emperor - Bonzai! Bonzai! etc...
I really enjoyed the whole lot, something different than the endless Normandy sagas ...
Samurai Nikon did some panorama shots for the first time in the war, to testify for the glory of the emperor!
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| The left bank ... beach ... were Peter San was defending |
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| The right with David San ... |
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| The centre with my troops and my tank!! |
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| The American vehicles are coming to the beach ... |
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| Captain Alisdair tries a little New Orleans Voodoo ... |
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| ... but his dice rolls weren't magic ... |
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| I just waited ... |
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| While David San just attacked and fired ... |
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| The complete beach ... |
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| More Americans coming in ... |
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| But we started to fire ... |
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| And more and more vehicles got turned/burned ... |
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| That was when I shot the Sherman! ... |
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| Americas hope was gone ... |
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| The last men dying on the beach ... |
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| Our secret tunnel platoons not even deployed... |
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| The entry to our secret tunnels ... or simply a loo. |
