In the fields our tanks are rumbling,
See the foe is on the run.
Forward then Tachanka,
With each bullet from your gun.
Hey Tachanka gun from Kiev,
You're our joy and you're our pride!
The Red youth army's gun-carts racing,
Four wheels whirring as they ride!
One of Trotsky's little surprises!
3 comments:
Fantastic looking piece Martin, could be a very nasty surprise !
Thanks, Dave. I my have to add one more as they are rather nice.
I say Snaps, you seem to have acquired a dastardly Spammer. I read the troll's input and thought it was part of your narrative. Wondered if there is a mini of Dr. Oyagu and where to obtain one. Seems to be able to cure all aliments. Thinking if he's that proficient as described, he might have a trick or two on removing paint from mini's! Anyways, good job on the story. Awaiting future editions. Tally ho!
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