"compressed air spigot mortar" -- All things considered I'm just as glad Phil never turned serious attention to modernistic/SF weaponry. The stuff he DID come up with was bad enough.
"compressed air spigot mortar" -- All things considered I'm just as glad Phil never turned serious attention to modernistic/SF weaponry. The stuff he DID come up with was bad enough.
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The little cart has six bombs on spigots, and four wheels. The back two are for positioning the thing at the right angle, and you spin the front two to compress the air. The neat thing is that as the Shunned Ones roll the cart around, it charges the air cylinder. All right out of the Alexandrian Library and - guess what!!! - Muslim manuscripts from the medieval period. The bombs, just so you know, are pottery and filled with incendiary materials.
Oh, huzza.
You ought to see the little model of the Shunned One air car fitted up as a 'bomber' with these things.
Yeah, and people wonder why we kept Stone's Arms and Armor to hand as well as Payne-Galway. It was so very hard to fox him; he was an expert on obscure ancient and medieval weapons, and could whip this stuff out at the drop of a helmet.
I'm reminded of the Belgian "Jet Shot" six or nine round spigot grenade launcher.
Also, it's probably good Tom T. never got his mitts on a hundred or so of these... "sorry, the gunners heard the "FIRE" order while the traverse crew was still spinning them around to recharge the air..."
Would I do that:
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I still think it was pretty funny that after I did up a couple of Chinese war rocket tubes for laughs - I had a half-dozen figures that I'd gotten for a buck - and used them once in a battle he went out and paid huge piles of real money to do a massive battery of the things as yet another of his 'wonder weapons'. I liked the notion, taken from a colonial-era site, of using those 'party-popper' things to simulate the rockets' path and anybody hit by the confetti was a casualty. I keep a pack of a dozen party poppers around, just in case...
I still think it was pretty funny that after I did up a couple of Chinese war rocket tubes for laughs - I had a half-dozen figures that I'd gotten for a buck - and used them once in a battle he went out and paid huge piles of real money to do a massive battery of the things as yet another of his 'wonder weapons'. I liked the notion, taken from a colonial-era site, of using those 'party-popper' things to simulate the rockets' path and anybody hit by the confetti was a casualty. I keep a pack of a dozen party poppers around, just in case...
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