At a 1000pts my Armoured Reconnaissance company was stretched thin across two objectives, and heavily outnumbered.
|Fascists advance on the left and right - and hide in yellow building|
|Arrow Cross blackshirts take cover in a wood under machinegun fire|
|And exchanging a few long ranged shots to no effect|
|Meanwhile, on another table, the main British armoured column ran into a StuG company...|
In the heart of the action the StuGs re-positioned and brought the pain to 1st platoon...
|Killing two in exchange for one of their own.|
|The captured flaktrack burns as my line collapses|