rail cannon

Tau v. Imperial Guard

Tau, being shelled to pieces: Haha! The gue'la are fools. Our mighty rail cannons will rip through them.. once we have them in line of sight.

Imperial Guardsmen, laughing and drunk, operating artillery pieces through use of vox relays: Lol where the hell are these tau nerds we’re running out of buildings to flatten.

Do you approve of this doctrine, @dont-mess-with-the-commissariat ?

  Railway Gun Kurze Bruno 28 cm K (E) (Beute), in Vögele-Drehscheibe, Battery E.721, Verdun, France

This is one of the Belgian guns were captured in 1940 and immediately put back in use. It is unclear whether the original Belgian retained khaki, but here it is assumed that they were painted in the usual Dunkelgrau when they were reformed before being delivered to the battery E.721. this is the gun “A” battery, and carries a small room with the name “Rückert”. Like many batteries assigned to coastal defense role, the E.721 deployed its two rail guns in the Vögele-Drehscheibe, a type of turntable light field developed by the firm Joseph Vögele of Mannheim during the First World War. This was a modular design and at least two lower transportation designs were made to accommodate the short type of rail cannon old Bruno and a longer type to accommodate the new, longer barrel K5 (E). The associated circular rail system was designed to be portable and transported in a single specialized wagon with a crane. It took about two days to deploy a cannon rail on the turntable Vögele. The turning radius rail consumed about 24 hours to prepare, and then it took 24 hours to assemble the undercarriage, and roll the barrel to the carriage through a special ramp as seen in the lower right. The rotary platforms are often assembled at the top of a normal railroad to facilitate transfer if necessary. However, many of the batteries Atlantic Wall were mounted on platforms special concrete, sometimes in positions of reinforced concrete called “kettle” (kettle).

One day, one rhyme- Day 1105

A gingerbread boat sails a sea
Of royal icing white,
While a gingerbread crew swab decks
Of jelly beans paved tight.
Licorice ropes hoist up aloft
Spun cotton candy sails.
Passengers watch gummy fish swim,
Leant over musk stick rails.
Brandy snap cannons sit, unused,
With unfired smarties balls,
While gingerbread idlers ignore
Gingerbread First Mate’s calls.
The Captain, by gingerbread helm,
Reads the fruit roll-up charts.
Perhaps X marks out the desires
Of their gingerbread hearts,
But, alas, the sun has set and
The moon is in the sky,
To our gingerbread ship and crew
We must now say goodbye.