127th Angry Angels
Mongoose
FRIDAY
The weather in Southern England is superb. The sun is out and the city of Southampton seems alive and awake. My thoughts of course are pre-occupied with the prospect of War... BF:Evo that is. I pack my army (all of it- you never know what someone else might forget) and ensure i've some crisp notes for the mongoose shop. After enjoying some wine and a picnic on the common with the missus (quality time to smooth things over) i head down to the train station and meet Rick. Rick won't be playing but he fancies coming along as an observor. It'll be a laugh.
The train takes 1 hour and 40 mins to get from Soton to Bristol (home to one Mr Evil) and in true style Rick and I are forced to stand for most of it. We meet Mr Evil at the station and head back to his. We talk abit and Mr Evil lays on a good feed. Then the grand tour of models starts. It's awesome, i know it's all on the site in various posts but to see it all in the flesh is something else. I won't go into too much detail as i don't want to steal any thunder but it's impressive. We then (naturally) head to the village pub where too much alcohol is consumed. On the walk back it occurs to us that we havn't sorted our army lists out. This leads to a council of war. We're discussing how annoyed we are that we can't get a warrior, command, Chally, and all the infantry we want into my list by 10 pts when Mr Evil has a brain wave. "What if you take 3 warriors?"
It took a full five seconds for me to reply. I hesitated as it seemed madness to not go with the best tank in the game. I (and everyone it seemed) ALWAYS take a Chally. After looking at the cards it just made sense. The shadows would hammer the tanks and the warriors would mop up. It was a simple plan but hell, i'm a simple guy. At 2 am we figured we'd best bed down.
SATURDAY
6 am!!! It felt like 5 mins sleep, i just couldn't switch my brain off. After a cup of tea (did I mention we're all Brits) we set out for Swindon and the pre tourney breakfast cafe. Now i've yet to get an answer as to whether Mr Evil was taught to drive by the A team or the Dukes of Hazard
but most of the trip is a blur....and i had to get him to pull over so i could hurl....twice. The sat nav went wrong and we had to make up time. Needless to say, i passed on breakfast .
When we arrived at Mongoose the shop was set out and i quickly snagged 2 more warriors to give me the three i would use in the list. I met the other guys and everyone was great. Matt welcomed us and showed us the tables. Mexico was a desert table with rock formations and a village complex in the middle. Kreplakistan (?!?) was the urban city you see alot in S&P lots of buildings to hide in and a nice square in the middle with ornamental planters. Then we had Kent, lot's of trees and some ruins.
We prepared for our first game with LBH and Low Roller....
To be continued.....
The weather in Southern England is superb. The sun is out and the city of Southampton seems alive and awake. My thoughts of course are pre-occupied with the prospect of War... BF:Evo that is. I pack my army (all of it- you never know what someone else might forget) and ensure i've some crisp notes for the mongoose shop. After enjoying some wine and a picnic on the common with the missus (quality time to smooth things over) i head down to the train station and meet Rick. Rick won't be playing but he fancies coming along as an observor. It'll be a laugh.
The train takes 1 hour and 40 mins to get from Soton to Bristol (home to one Mr Evil) and in true style Rick and I are forced to stand for most of it. We meet Mr Evil at the station and head back to his. We talk abit and Mr Evil lays on a good feed. Then the grand tour of models starts. It's awesome, i know it's all on the site in various posts but to see it all in the flesh is something else. I won't go into too much detail as i don't want to steal any thunder but it's impressive. We then (naturally) head to the village pub where too much alcohol is consumed. On the walk back it occurs to us that we havn't sorted our army lists out. This leads to a council of war. We're discussing how annoyed we are that we can't get a warrior, command, Chally, and all the infantry we want into my list by 10 pts when Mr Evil has a brain wave. "What if you take 3 warriors?"
It took a full five seconds for me to reply. I hesitated as it seemed madness to not go with the best tank in the game. I (and everyone it seemed) ALWAYS take a Chally. After looking at the cards it just made sense. The shadows would hammer the tanks and the warriors would mop up. It was a simple plan but hell, i'm a simple guy. At 2 am we figured we'd best bed down.
SATURDAY
6 am!!! It felt like 5 mins sleep, i just couldn't switch my brain off. After a cup of tea (did I mention we're all Brits) we set out for Swindon and the pre tourney breakfast cafe. Now i've yet to get an answer as to whether Mr Evil was taught to drive by the A team or the Dukes of Hazard

When we arrived at Mongoose the shop was set out and i quickly snagged 2 more warriors to give me the three i would use in the list. I met the other guys and everyone was great. Matt welcomed us and showed us the tables. Mexico was a desert table with rock formations and a village complex in the middle. Kreplakistan (?!?) was the urban city you see alot in S&P lots of buildings to hide in and a nice square in the middle with ornamental planters. Then we had Kent, lot's of trees and some ruins.
We prepared for our first game with LBH and Low Roller....
To be continued.....