Various Monday Night Games

 A selection of a few games from the last few Monday nights.

WWIII - Post Nuclear Strike

Some photos of a game played a few years ago, which assumes that NATO and Warsaw Pact forces continue to fight even after a nuclear strike.

Orktober Fest!

Once again we meet the sophisticated pretty boys of the Galaxy in the month dedicated to their history and culture - 'Orktober'.

In this scenario, a force of Adeptus Mechanicus has been alerted to unwanted Ork activities in the wastes of some God-forsaken planet, and they have been sent to rid the locality of the scourge of this Ork infestation.

Unfortunately, the Orks were on guard and met the Ad Mech with such fanaticism that they completely destroyed the Martian odd-balls unit by unit.

Some say this is 'science fiction', although we contend that this is SCIENCE FACT, as this encounter actually did happen, albeit 38,000 year in the future (!!).

WWII - Big and Small

WWII is a standard favourite at the club. Here are two games - a low level skirmish game in 54mm and a Flames of War game in 15mm.

Adeptus Mechanicus Vs Death Guard II

Somehow forces of the Adeptus Mechanicus managed to meet a patrol of Plague Marines of the Death Guard on a heavily forested jungle planet and they fought it out in the hot and humid conditions for mastery of the battle grid.

The Ad Mech played for the objectives more effectively than the Plague Marines who, ill-advisedly, concentrated on killing as much as they could. The Ad Mech's strategy was the successful one in the end.

These are two of the weirdest factions in the game and provide an interesting array of different troop types, weapons and strategies. Moreover, they are great fun to paint.

A Very, Very Strange Welsh Affair....

"Wales is a country far, far away, of which we know little...."

Well. After this peculiar encounter, I think we can safely say that we know even less!

Apparently, two enigmatic Anglo-Norman-Welsh brothers (or were they even brothers?), clashed with their respective retinues. In a bizarre, and very strange, set of events, various descriptions of peculiar Welshmen waved spears and fired arrows at one another (or did they?). This encounter took place in a very odd and curious glade in the middle of some unusual Welsh forested hills (or did it?).

Either way, no one really knows or remembers what happened in this strange affray, other than possibly one of the Welsh (or was he English?) brothers was slain (or was he?). At that point, the rather odd assortment of strange Welshmen (or were they English?) gently faded back into the deep, dark undergrown of the Welsh forest, never to be seen again, only to remain shrouded in enigma, mystery and overall strangeness.

Anyway, if you are confused and perplexed, then welcome to Wales.