A Close Encounter

Last time, we left the convoy fighting for its life. It had been ambushed by Rebels, the NW Mounted Rifles advance guard had suffered grievous casualties, and the wagons were in dire danger of capture.

The infantry escort deployed and engaged the hunters all along the line while the Mounted Rifles scouted ahead. 

The congestion was hampering the Dominion forces and the occasional bullet was finding its way into the convoy. Gen. Douglas ordered the Bodyguard  to force their way to the front and clear the way.

Job Done! The convoy resumed its forward movement.

The escort was taking heavy losses and the convoy drivers were near to panicking as the sniping continued to take its toll, but they had reached the bridge and desperate action was needed to stop the supplies from going through. The Kree warchief, Buckmaker, studied the enemy and his own warriors who had taken some heavy losses themselves. 

Raising the war cry, Buckmaker led his warriors in a ferocious charge, hoping to overwhelm the remaining guards. The dismounted horsemen stood their ground though and fired rapidly with deadly accuracy. The Chief himself went down with a bullet wound and his warriors had had enough. Carrying their Warchief, they scrambled back to their ponies and rode off. 
The supplies would go through.

Time for bed!