Indian Colonial Infantry ...

 I have replaced my old Hinchcliffe Indian colonial infantry with some new ones from Tiger Miniatures along with some pack mules and a machine gun; I kept the Hinchcliffe gun....

ready to man a suitable train ....

Vehicles and Civilians...

Some more additions, three useful Lledo vehicles for £2 each at a charity shop - the two lorries have had a repaint; along with some recently finished civilians figures.

Some more gangsters ...

 More old Grenadier figures, mostly gangster types

A couple of character figures ....

 Finished a couple of character figs for story lines and games ...

(Notes: old Grenadier figures, dog from WizKids 4D camp set)

Micks Place

 Later that evening, gathered at Micks Place, an Irish themed bar in the poorer part of town. The group discussed the situation.

    It was not Claras' choice of venue, she found the pianists repetition of a limited repertoire especially annoying, but it was Darcy's  favourite and his last night with the group. Time for him to rejoin his regiment on the North West Frontier.

    The afternoon had been busy, Darcy had contacted a friend from Sandhurst, presently based at Fort Adenuff far to the South, who had promised to help. Billy Odd Fellowes, he assured them was a first class chap and certain to help.

    Clara, Diana and Sophie had been discussing matters and had decided it was time for The Incorrigibles to enter the scene. Miss Baker-Streets Incorrigibles as they were known, had been formed of a small group of girls at St Geraldines Finishing School. Although uncertain who had finished who, the girls had solved more problems in the quiet corners of Dorset than they had caused. Reminiscing over their adventures, the trio had sent a variety of telegrams to the former members scattered throughout the world.

    Daisy May, had last been heard of interfering with the activities of a group of renegade moonshiners in Northern Indiana. Frankie was in Dublin, Princess Leya at her fathers palace in Northern India, and Fumiko was teaching the use of the Katana on Honshu. Remembering the grace with which she handled a hockey stick, they could only wonder the skills of her pupils. Miss Baker-Street was still teaching at St Geraldines. With term end approaching, her assistance was also considered.

    Other telegrams had been sent to the professors colleagues, but with little hope of a timely response.

   Until they did a lot of the professors notebook would remain indecipherable.

A mixed bag of....(painted figures)

Some more aerial adventurers...   The dastardly Sigismund von Tiddenheim with his able assistants Scharfe and Fischer...

and some gangsters (some old Grenadier figures picked up off Ebay, have some more on the way...)

A New Day Part 2.

Continuing the story:

Clara was the first to her feet, leaping on Colonel Wang, she hurled him back against the fountain.  Darcy was slightly slower and his opponent started to lead the professor away as other Tong members hurried in support.

The pair, snatched him away and hurried deeper into the back streets, others, their attention drawn by the scuffle could only watch.

The deeper they went into the alleyways, the nearer to trouble they went.

Clara was grabbed from behind, but quickly beat off her attacker.

Spotting the converging tong members they dodged into the next alleyway.  Pulling the professor along, they emerged near the rear of the souk just as the two Englishmen approached.

Their attention momentarily distracted, the professor was grabbed from them and hurried away.

Rushing after them, they quickly caught up .....

Assisted by the two Englishmen they battled to free the professor, Tong reinforcements being temporarily blocked by a passing camel train.

Outnumbered the two Tong members, beat off their assailants and bustled the professor away, exhausted, he could only struggle weakly.

Still struggling he was led away, as a lone Tong member blocked the alley.

More Chinese flooded the alleyway.

The odds against Clara and her companions was growing fast, but still they struggled to catch up.

One man blocked their way in the narrow street.  Then with a blow from Peter Lewis' umbrella he was down.

The alleyway was clear, no sign of the professor.   Leaving the Lewis twins to guard their backs Clara and Darcy raced to catch up with the professor and his captors. 

The Colonel had a good lead now, and calling others to protect his rear he hurried the professor away...

The Lewis twins did their bit to help...

And a passing French Gendarme and his Spanish companion joined in.  But the colonels daughter Tsu-Tsi and his number one son, helped hold them off.

More Tong flooded the scene.

Diana and Sophia were still too far away to help. Darcy and Clara miles behind.

By the time, they arrived at the edge of the city, all that could be seen was the tail end of a small convoy of trucks, and behind them a figure wearing a leather jacket and fedora, riding a white horse to the rescue, like some modern day film hero.  For a moment, Diana was reminded of her father Milton.

Impossible. Milton Keynes Jones was somewhere in South America seeking a small golden idol.

Meanwhile the Sphinx gazed enigmatically on the scene as others tried to discover the secret.

Perhaps She knows what happened next;