Photo Gallery for Squad Based Skirmish Games in 15mm
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.