Inspired by the old Catachan I painted last week I found myself looking again at my small, rag-tag Imperial Guard force. Blame Azazel and his increasingly compelling Junit challenge but I found myself unwilling to leave them at just eight when a couple more would make for a full squad of ten. Of course I know this is just an excuse, as minimum squad sizes hardly matter in the shadowy Inq28/Necromunda world these chaps inhabit, but that wasn’t going to stop me breaking out the brushes for a quick recruiting drive.
Press-ganged as part of a routine purge to combat overpopulation this former agricultural worker has traded the pesticide fug of the fields for the battle-ridden hellscape of the Imperium’s warzones.
Not so sure on the background for this one; could he be a fanatic who believes his shots are guided by the skull of the martyr he carries, or a man blinded by a malfunctioning lascannon who’s been ordered by his commander to man up and get back out there.
This makes them the third unit I’ve tackled for Junit and the first one I’ve actually finished (with – gulp – not a lot of month left to play with). Still, the end is in sight for the other two squads so here’s hoping I can turn around the rest this week.