Reinforcements have arrived from New Glasgow (a nearby planet relatively speaking) and Sergeant Thunder is not impressed. 'Nothing but a bunch of remittance men, ner-do-wells, and shifty types,' was the comment I overheard from him after morning rollcall.
I knew Sergeant Thunder was annoyed enough about inheriting Trooper Clark (right hand end in the back row) as the sole survivor of the original garrison on Dinoreich, but now with the arrival of the New Glasgow chaps he's positively seething. Fortunately with a lady present, - Amanda from the Dinoreich Spaceport Control Authority (staff of one), - he had to mind what he said out loud.
Mind you a delivery of proper British equipment this morning did cheer the good sergeant up a little as his Marines now have respirators and the correct Marine issue swords (I don't know how Trooper Clark managed to get one, perhaps Sergeant Thunder hasn't noticed yet)
I've been busy with assembling weapons for everyone. The guns borrowed from the French have been returned which has pleased Sergeant Thunder no end. The British version of the minigun rifle is built around the flintlock musket instead of the rifle I use as a basis for the French version. I want to make points of recognition between my steampunk armies and weapons is one way to do it.
French minigun rifle, British minigun rifle. British Imperial Marine close quarter carbine with axe bayonet. British Naval twin barrelled blunderbuss and British Imperial Marine rocket laucher.
I've decided that all my steampunk womenfolk will be decently clad in long skirts (what's good enough for me is good enough for them
). I need to make a skirt decal to improve the look of the skirts though. From left to right, - Amanda Gordon from spaceport control, Nurse Goodsort from the tropical diseases clinic and Pippin Reed adventurer and jounalist.