Photo Gallery for Squad Based Skirmish Games in 15mm
Trent shouts at the VC Porters and demands that they tell him where they are taking their supplies. They point to the west but remain silent. McNair and Biggs keep eyes on ruined hooch and porters.
Moss and Swain run into tree cover on the left of the bridge and confirm there is a second hooch to the west. Movement catches Swain's eye, "Sarge, we got company movin' through the grass ... two marks!"
FT2 eyes to NE/E and watch for muzzle flash, ready to lay down suppressing fire with the M16s. Owens, moving through the cover, carries Quinton to Sgt Trent.
As they’re a little closer it becomes more obvious the locals near the ruined hut are acting as VC porters. They have sight of FT1 and freeze, frightened but unsure how to react given the lowered weapons.
As FT2 move into cover beside the water a single shot rings out. The harsh bark of a BAR whose single round rips into Quinton’s shoulder. He falls with a curse. The shot didn’t come from the hooch ruin or the porters, it came from the right flank, maybe north east of their position. No enemy is visible through the foliage, most likely a spider hole somewhere nearby.
Cpl Laker keeps close cover, both Owens and Mason react with semi automatic snap fire into the trees to the north east. There is no return fire.
FT1 approaches bridge with lowered weapons. Biggs check underside of bridge for any traps and see if it’s solid enough to use. Sgt Trent fast moves to join FT1. FT2 move into soft cover on the bank east of the bridge and train weapons on the ruined hooch, covering FT1. Owens keeps the ruins in sight, watching their back.
FT1 approached the bridge with Biggs taking point and ever wary of ground traps. Biggs signalled the others to halt. Through the dense foliage a ruined hooch is visible and two, maybe three locals. All are laden, possible they may be VC porters with munitions or supplies.
Sgt Trent remained with FT2, scanning the ruins and their flank while providing cover for FT1. Temperature already rising despite a light breeze from the east (right flank).
The waterway was on the left flank, curling across to the north. A tattered wooden footbridge visible, but uncertain if it was still used or even solid enough to be safe.
Crumbling ruins of some ancient temple or monument, likely now just a haven for bats and spiders. The temperature still had the chill of night to it but that would not last much longer.
The choppers made a brief touch with dustoff almost immediate.