Less Death Star, More Tie Fighter: The Tactical Need for Army Skirmishers
An eerie fog swirls around your boots as you lead your infantry platoon through the increasingly dark forest. A twig snaps, and the bushes rustle ominously 50 meters to the west. Suddenly, from the shadows emerges either one angry horse-sized duck or 300 angry duck-sized horses. Given a choice, which would you rather fight? I…