What's the price of a mile?
Grinding through the churning mud and choking fumes of the future battlefield, the Shia Khan face their enemies with blistering firepower and relentless mechanized advance. With the help of clever tactics and a willingness to sacrifice, their seemingly crude weapons and vehicles can hold their own against sleeker foes...
I originally intended to do an orange/black version of the studio paint job on these Shia Khan from The Ion Age. But then I had a look at their little gas masks, and so now they're my grimdark "World War I in space" faction... with no apologies to the Death Korps of Krieg etc.
|"I have a plan, sir."|
"Really, Baldrick? A cunning and subtle one?"