Armored Fist

I've been on a kick recently to work on some of my IG stuff despite the fact i seldom play 40k anymore. Guess it's because I've put so much into converting them that they will always have a soft spot in my heart. Anyway, without further ado here is my converted chimera and its plasma vet squad.

BUGS!

I tracked down my small collection of SST stuff and tried my hand at painting an arachnid.

I was hoping the purple would come out brighter, kinda like this guy

 but i think i would have needed to start with a brighter, more neon purple. The figure on the left is a defiance games marine who would make a good stand in for the light armor troopers. Wish i could get my hands on more but since Defiance Games has disappeared from the face of the earth that doesn't seem likely to happen.

A walk along the river

The platoon advanced steadily towards the river. Lieutenant Bertrand moved into a patch of jungle and surveyed the area ahead. His company was on right flank of the battalion and his platoon was on the far right flank of the company, which meant Bertrand got the dubious honor of making contact with elements of 1 REC.  Just beyond the two houses was supposed to be a platoon from 1 REC but Bertrand couldn't see any movement. The 75 team set up beside him, he was glad they had been attached to his platoon, if things got bad that gun would give them much needed support.

 The LVT ground to a halt throwing up dust all around. Lieutenant Robichaud gave the dust a moment to settle then brought up his binoculars. He could just see some paratroopers beyond the houses. Platoon dismount and take up defensive positions the paratroops are on their way. First section lead off i want that flamethrower trained on those structures ahead. Private Adler hefted his flamethrower and moved down the ramp. His assistant nudged him and pointed at a small hill, Adler nodded his assent, the hill would give them good view before they moved forward. Just as he crested the hill he saw them, about ten or so sitting down and in various states of rest. In his haste to back up off the hill Adler pulled the trigger on his flamethrower killing one of the Viets and sending him tumbling backwards down the hill.

 The Viet Minh wasted no time. With a blood curdling yell they charged around the hill. In seconds the Legionnaires lay dead and the Viet Minh took pause to reload and prepare.

Robichaud seized on the delay and ordered his second section out to assault the Viets in their moment temporary vulnerability but a second Viet Minh squad was waiting in ambush. Hoping to emulate their comrades success they also let out a scream and charged but they were all fresh conscripts and the Legionnaires were battle hardened veterans and they were levied out a terrible beating.

Sometimes though veterancy matters for nothing, especially when on the receiving end of a PPSH-41. The conscript looked upon the bullet riddled bodies. His hands were shaking so bad he almost dropped his weapon.

Robichaud was livid. In the space of a few minutes he'd lost almost his entire platoon to a bunch of filthy, untrained, Vietnamese. He jumped over the side of the vehicle and fired his SMG at the figure standing over his men's corpses. He missed every shot but the filthy Viet dropped his weapon and hit the dirt to retrieve it.  

The other squad, having readied itself, charged the LVT with grenades and a satchel charge. The combined force of the explosives blew the vehicle on its side.

Robichaud blew his top. He charged forward and began beating the man in front of him. Robichaud's radio operator stood by and watched in horror as his CO went to work. At some point the wodden stock of the SMG broke but it didn't even slow the Lieutenant down. Once he was done he fired off the remaining rounds in his SMG then threw himself and his adjutant behind the wreck of the LVT to reload. He then curse his superiors who said the area was clear and that there were no VM units in the area. There had to be at least a company here.

Not only was he correct about there being a company present but he had just severely mutilated the company's good luck charm. When the reaming Viets caught up with him they were not kind with their reprisals.

The sound of gunfire snapped Bertrand's head to the right. It seemed the Legion was close and so was the enemy. No sooner had he finished that thought then the squad in front of him opened up on a Viet Minh unit charging their position. Those that survived the barrage of bullets were quickly put down with viscous butt-strokes from the paratroopers rifles. A few of them managed to get in some good shots before they went down.

Sergeant Morue looked to his left at the sound of gunfire. He saw what was left of fourth section regrouping after an assault by a VM unit. Lieutenant Bertrand signaled the platoon to continue its advance towards the river. Morue saw movement ahead as two enemy squads tried to leapfrog their way towards his position. Enemy units 30 meters ahead fire at will. His section opened up dropping several figures and sending the rest scrambling for cover.  On his left Sergeant Renaud led his section into hand to hand with an enmy squad

 

The 75 loaded a shell and let fly at some Viets that had fortified the house ahead. Bertrand couldn't tell if the shells were producing casualties but the combined 75 and mortar fire from his mortar team had caused enemy fire to slack off considerably. Rifle and machinegun fire told him Sergeants Morue and Renaud had engaged the enemy. He looked at the section waiting next to him Sergeant Chastain, take your section and join Morue and Renaud. Tell Morue he is to hold the right while you and Renaud flank those hardpoints.

Sergeant Morue and his squad krept through the bushes towards the Viet Minh. When they got within several meters they opened up and made short work of the Vietnamese taking cover there. A figure moved up behind them, Morue recognised the form as Chastain and turned to greet his fellow sergeant. Orders from the Lieutenant, your section is to take up positions here while Renaud and I clear these houses. Before Morue could respond Chastain had moved off to deliver orders to Renaud. Morue looked across the river where he saw a smoking vehicle and number of Vietnamese moving around. He cursed silently to himself, that meant the paratroops were cut off from the main units in the area. His squad fired a few rounds their way to disperse them then took up defensive positions.

Several rockets flew from the house to Morues left sending pieces of his squad flying in different directions. The platoon medic picked up a MAT-49 from one of the fallen paras and charged into the house. His burst took out the first team but before he could engage the second a large metal tube hit him in the back of the head knocking him out cold.

Sergeant Morue burst through the door weapon at the ready. Before the the medic could be finished Morue dispatched the two man rocket team and moved to one of the windows to ensure the area was clear.   

Captain Ngai watched as his company slowly lost ground to the French dogs attacking his position. He needed to act fast to rally his company and drive the imperialists from his country. He moved to the edge of the bond to get a better view when suddenly a French squad charged him. Ngai took careful aim and killed what looked like the squad leader and his two men gave good on what they received but it wasn't enough. Corporal Descoteaux looked over the man he had just killed. It looked like he was someone important, Descoteaux reached down and ripped the rank pins from the uniform and tucked them in a pocket. A machine gun started firing over their heads.

Bertrand heard the machine gun but couldn't draw a bead on its location. He moved up behind the Renaud but found only a corporal and another man pinned down. Sergeant Chastain was trying to move up but the machine gun was pinning them down

 

A direct mortar hit gave Chastain the respite he needed to get his men moving. The lone man still manning the gun was to shell shocked to put up a fight and was put down with a single rifle shot to the head.

Descoteaux took the initiative and attacked a large crew served weapon manned by some Vietnamese too distracted by Chastain's attack.

A small defian pocket of troops continued to put resistance. Chastain engaged and suppressed them as best he could but still they were resistant.

Bertrand was tired of the Viets spilling from every nook and cranny of this god forsaken jungle. His platoon was badly beaten and still they couldn't seem to get any respite. He led his radio man and adjutant towards the last pocket and tore it to shreds with fire. He didn't know if they killed them but no more fire came from the scrub.

It had been an hour since the paras had secured the area, Bertrand was relaxing in the shad of a house when Morue approached him. 

What is our situation sergeant?

The platoon has taken roughly fifty percent casualties. I've re-organized the men into two squads led by myself and Chastain. we were able to scavenge some ammo off the dead Legionnaires across the river so the ammo situation isn't as bad as initially thought and we recovered a flamethrower operator who was knocked unconscious at some point in their skirmish. We've dug into the area around these two houses but I don't know how long we can expect to hold against a determined attack.

Don't worry too much sergeant, we managed to raise the rest of the Legion on the radio. A relief force should be here in two hours at most.  

Painting Viet Minh 75mm RCL

 Here is a step by step process to paint Redstar's Vietnamese 75mm recoilless rifle team. Vallejo paints are from the model color range unless otherwise stated.

Clean up and prime grey.

Vallejo basic skin tone on all skin 

 Vallejo Khaki on the uniform

 Citadel Loren Forest for the 75, backpacks, and satchels

 Citadel Boltgun Metal for the MAT 49, and Vallejo Game Color Bonewhite for belts, canvas and weapon straps.

 Vallejo Game Color Offwhite for the rice bowls

 Vallejo Black for sandals, Citadel Mournfang Brown for canteens, Citadel Castellan Green for shovels

 Tamiya Cockpit Green for helmet covers and Citadel Camo Green for helmet foliage

 Vallejo Game Color Sepia ink wash, watered down a bit

 Mount the figures on their bases accordingly, I've decided to replace the pointing crewman with a different figure so that i can use pointing guy as an NCO in another squad.

For my basing I cover the base with Citadel sand then paint over it Citadel Gorthor Brown

I can't tell you what grass flock i use as it's my roommate's mix and he's forgotten what all he mixed in it but just about any static grass will look good.