In the shimmering heat of the deserts of North Africa comes the feared Afrika Korps.
Some attempt to filter the sand through scarf masks.
As the war progresses the Afrika Korps become more and more adept at desert combat.
Any Allied commander that underestimated the Afrika Korps payed dearly for their shortsightedness.
Yet even great skill can not always overcome shortages in supplies and replacements for loses.
So as the war continues the battle stands at a balance point-punch and counter punch, till will tell the final winner.
These are all plastic pieces from Warlord Games I painted over this Summer.
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