No Matter How Cold, We'll Heat You Up!

Want a quick warm up in a brutal Russian Winter-the 1500 F temp of our ROK-3 flamethrower should do nicely...ha, ha, ha!

It toasts everything to a nice crispy blackened cinder...you'll never be cold again.

So maybe you would prefer to surrender now, or you can die...your choice

I painted this ROK-3 flamethrower team earlier this month.

One Shot One Kill

Death comes quick in the Russian Winter to the invaders when Vasha sets his sights.

As one of the elite Soviet snipers, Vasha has eliminated countless enemy officers with his "one shot one dead invader" motto. As a common soldier, Vasha has a moral compulsion to only target officers and never their suffering men. Plus, officers are better trained, better fed, receive higher pay and are always more arrogant! They are there for a much more satisfying kill 

Vasha and his partner are plastic pieces I painted last month.

Quasar Yelder of Cosmic Powers

Quasar (aka Phyla Vell) uses the powerful Quantum Bands of her mother Captain Marvel (aka Mar-Vell) to protect the Universe as a Member of the Guardians of the Galaxy 

Her superhuman powers, Cosmic Awareness and the ability to fly, combined with the Quantum Bands, make her one of the more formidable foes of those of evil intent.

Quasar is a plastic piece from Crisis Protocol.

We Fight Well in Winter

 

When most armies hunker down in Winter quarters, Soviet soldiers exploit the weather and excel in both offensive and defensive actions. 

Here we have the crew of an RM-41 50mm light mortar ready to give close in support to their infantry comrades regardless of the freezing weather.

The RM-41 was able to rapidly fire .85 kg rounds up to 800m, with smoke and HE being the preferred combat rounds.

I painted this plastic mortar team in September.

Scylla-Sailors Doom

 

Be she in the form of a beautiful woman, horrible monster or something in between, Scylla is always deadly to those who cross her path. 

Countless sailors have fallen prey to her as they try to avoid the maw her neighboring sea monster Charybdis. (see World Historyprof: Charybdis-Ships Doom for her description)

These two horrors prey on those foolish enough to sail the tight straights that they haunt. Forcing the sailors to choose their fate- swallowed whole (ship and all) or fall into the embrace of Scylla and be devoured by the fangs of the heartless creature.

Who created her is lost to the past-even to her, as she only knows that her insatiable taste for human flesh is her role in life.  Few who sail her waters escape this doom, but it is possible, Odyssus did.

Scylla is a large plastic piece from the Greek Mystic Battles that I pained in September.

Prince of the Centuars

Princeps Equus Bellator Magister of the Reatia Clan in his full war regalia is a splendid example of centaur royalty.

Leading his troops into battle is his most important duty as the Prince Royal,

Unlike many of his clan, Princeps Equus Bellator Magister prefers using two swords vs spear or bow in combat.

His special attack is the deadly "Scissors Slice" that he uses to literally disarm his opponents or outright decapitate them.

Princeps Equus Bellator Magister is a plastic piece I painted over the summer.

Air Support is coming in HOT

 

Coming in hot and fast, the Dark Angels land speeder "Fury Unbounded," brings swift destruction to her enemies. Her battered and battle-scarred hull is mute testimony to "Fury Unbounded's," countless fights and hard-won victories.

Flying nap of earth, into battle with weapons blazing, is not for the faint hearted.

That is not a problem for these veterans of the famed Dark Angels Raven Wings. For, as with all Dark Angels, the Raven Wings live only to fight and die for the honor of their chapter and the glory of the Emperor of Mankind.

When the foe is defeated, (like the dismembered Chaos Space Maire below) there is no rest for these warriors, only time to prepare for the next battle. There is always a next battle, as that is what the Universe is in the 40th century-war-only WAR.

This is a plastic piece I painted in August.

Skirmishers AWI

Skirmishers, like these British light company members facing American Continentals, were an important part of late 18th century warfare. They were used mostly to mask the movement of one's troops, harass opposing lines and disrupt the enemy's movements. 

Most skirmishers were armed with the same smoothbore flintlock muskets of the regular line soldiers.

Yet some unites were armed with rifled flintlocks which gave them much better range. But for most armies, rifles were considered too expensive and slow to load to be cost effective for 18th century armies.

These Epic scale figures were painted in early September.

Man? Machine? Maybe Both?

Straight out of an armor-smiths fevered nightmare, comes this colossal metallic "creature," Timor Homo-Metallum! A "man' with no flesh, only gears, pumps, metal and a human brain all powered by the controlled fires of the Jotun Surt.

Timor Homo-Metallum (or Redd Eske Metallmenn to many Norsemen), the man-machine, was created to win battles against creatures of flesh and bone, be they human, demi-human or beast. For all will be present at Ragnarök.

Redd Eske Metallmenn Timor Homo-Metallum is a plastic piece that I recently finished.

Pennsylvanian Continentals

This Continental regiment of Pennsylvanian soldiers is ready to fight the British for American Independence.

Trained in the European style of combat using musket and bayonet, they, and their other Continental brethren, form the backbone of any American army.  

This is the latest regiment of my 250th anniversary American War for Independence Epic Battles force I am building. 

Gorgon Bonemastar-Killer of Dragons.

Frost Giants are known for their strength and fearlessness. But few surpass the warmaster, Gorgon Bonemastar.

Not only does he wear the bones of his defeated foes...

he even uses the lower jawbone of a dragon as his main weapon.

Those who are not intimidated by a giant that literally ripped a dragon apart to use this weapon, must truly be fools!

Gorgon Bonemastar is a large plastic piece I painted earlier this summer.

Technical Difficulties

Sorry for the delay in posts. Due to computer problems, it has been way too many weeks since my last post in August. Hopefully, I have solved the problem.

You Can Never Have Enough Milita

Colonial Milita was the original "Nation Guard" before the American Revolution.

Quality and training varied greatly from unit to unit. And uniformity of weapons was basically unheard of. As were uniforms in general, in both cases it was usually left to the individual soldier to supply his own clothing and weapon(s). 

 But what they lacked in training and uniformity, they made up in numbers. And as the Russians were fond of saying, large numbers of troops have a quality all their own.

These are plastic Warlord "Epic" scalepieces I painted in July.

Capture a Sacrificial Victim-Gain Fame and Power

No risk, no gain. 

Every common Aztec/Mexica warrior knew the fastest way to improve their lives was though capturing an enemy warrior in battle.

Those brave enough to risk their own lives to capture or conversely be captured, knew the danger. Success meant fame and honors, failure meant capture and being a human sacrifice to the gods by your enemies.

These are plastic pieces I painted last week.