The game was Bolt Action! (because we all love WW II, right?), and it was my (finally) fully painted USMC up against Noel's IJA. The mission we rolled was Demolition, in this we each have a base (for Noel the stack of crates just left of the northernmost building; and for me my triple 60mm objectives in the south-east sector).
Everything else was in reserve, and almost everything Noel had on the table started both Hidden and in Ambush—dirty Japanese special rules.
On the west, however, the engineers show up, and "Toasty Jones" with the flamer proceeds to show everyone how it's done and immobilizes the Chi-Ha.
Then everything got pinned and it was hilarious.
And pinning everything even further, adding insult to injury for Noel.
The medic team also arrives, doing a whole heap of nothing.
This was the penultimate act of my forces.
Warrant officer Hawkins, carrying the hefty SC-250 radio sprinted forward, technical sergeant Francis at his side. Hawkins skidded to a halt, dropping one knee into a marksman's crouch and unslinging his M1. Beside him Francis started firing at the Jap next to the disabled jeep, but just as Hawkins saw the flash of rounds striking metal the entire vehicle erupted in smoke flames, their injured captain caught in the conflagration. To his left Hawkins heard a dull crump and saw a massive geyser of dirt falling behind PFC Ramirez and his loader. The Japanese supply dump was gone, but it was cold comfort for losing their captain.