LAST EDITED ON Feb-02-22 AT 06:28 AM (EST)
 
>I don't think that's ever come up, unless it's been in one of the
>newer continuation parts I haven't seen (from what I hear, the
>weirdness does ramp up, equipment- wise, in those).

Ah. I shan't worry about it then. Technically it's more within the rules than the E-series because it actually saw combat action in WW2, but it's schoolgirls piloting tanks so the rules are "whatever needs to happen to look goofy and enable moe shenanigans".

I'd like to reiterate my burning desire for the Sir Cleghorn Stanley Boarding School for Young Ladies Of Quality to make an appearance with their Armoursports team, considered the least violent of all the school clubs. After all, they're not a patch on the synchronized needlepoint team, those girls are animals. They are, at least in my head, fielding the following:-

Item: One (1) Churchill AVRE with 290mm petard spigot mortar, demolition charges, flying dustbins, external loading maniac.

Item: One (1) M4 Sherman Crab II with Mine Exploder T4 for mine clearance, ramming, general making of hullas balloo.

Item: One (1) M4 Sherman "Donald Duck" with amphibious screen and duplex drive for engagement via unusual and ungentlewomanly angles.

Item: One (1) M4 Sherman V "Prongs" Variant with bocage cutters for fast traversal through off-road conditions and general pointiness.

Item: One (1) Churchill IV with high-explosive Carrot demolition spikes for ramming, wall clearance, Vitamin A.

I don't know how many tanks per team you can operate, but frankly the idea of an overconfident team in overpowered tanks coming utterly unstuck against non-standard opposition feels very Eyrie to me. So does the image of Miho and the rest of the DSM Armor Club watching in slack-jawed horror as a demure-looking girl in a blazer and straw boater hanging out the side of a tank to jam a forty-pound bomb down the barrel of the main gun like it's a bloody musket. Albeit, that feels Eyrie for rather different reasons. =]

>Soviet bomb dogs are not allowed

I bet they've banned the British chicken-powered nuclear landmine and the pigeon-guided cruise missile too. Honestly, these people have no sense of fun.

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I was tempted to also include Mine Exploder T12, which consisted of twenty-three small spigot mortars nailed to the front of the tank, but that thing was a cancelled experimental project and we're not using Cheat-25 rules here, squire.