Captain Archibald Rankin had been on the front line of the Great War for two years. He was a no-nonsense officer type who wanted nothing more than to get his men through alive. So why when he asked for reinforcements to his beleaguered line, did they send him men armed with paint brushes and scenery, led by a pompous nitwit of an artist? Rankin didn’t care if he was Sir Reginald Bluth the famous landscape painter commissioned by the King —he wanted fighting men not camoufleurs!
Story: Andrew Knighton
Cover: Neil Roberts