Thuggee

**Key Features** | »20mm Revolver»Hulking Biceps»*"Zahar"* Experimental Steroid (hooked into Thuggee)»Condensed oxygen tank»Bright yellow sash

## Tactical Analysis

* **Thuggee Life:** A hulking monster that was once a man, the Thuggee carries his massive revolver as an afterthought, focusing on using his massive muscles to rip apart men and tanks alike.

* **Smashing:** When truly angered, the Thuggee can leap into the air and slam his fists hard on the ground, stunning infantry and vehicles alike from the sheer force of the impact.

* **Here comes the army:** The thuggee forces are more expensive to field than the hordes of sepoys, meaning that the thuggee could easily find themselves outnumbered. Also, they lack any way to target enemy aircraft.

* **Like a native of Alang:** Eventually, the Thuggee realize that they can still swim despite their extra muscle mass with enough experience. Sailors that thought they were secure eventually find themselves treading water next to a very big, very angry monster.

## Background

*The following audio log has been reportedly recovered by Syndicate contacts operating out of the Lemuria Sprawl. Peregrine requests further information before new orders can be sent. Identified figures limited to the Doctor and the Officer. Third unknown voice as yet unidentified except for a single name, Rajash.*

**Doctor:** As you can see, a complete failure.

**Officer:** That is you assessment, not command's final say.

**Doctor:** You're not serious. Look at him! That mask isn't just for show, it literally condenses oxygen so he can still breathe and supply his brain. And who in their right mind decided to give him a yellow sash?

**Officer:** We decided it would make them stand out in the field.

**Doctor:** Surely you can't be serious. Look at him! If you can't tell who he is on a field of battle, I'll...I'll...I'll eat my own research notes right here!

**Officer:** We're suffering double-digit casualties in simple skirmishes thanks to enemy vehicles, rockets and PIATs aren't enough anymore. You've been reading the same after action reports I have, their vehicles are too heavily shielded. By the time we disable those, they've already closed the distance to start killing our men.

**Doctor:** But we don't even know if they can' obey orders yet, if they're even still human. Do you really think they'll appreciate what we've done? What we keep telling ourselves we've needed to do?

**Rajash:**...Let me decide.

**Doctor:** Rajash, you might not like what you see. I beg you, don't do this to yourself.

**Rajash:** What was left for me in that hell? Let me see.

**\*Silence for six seconds, sound of glass breaking on the far side of a room, heavy breathing\***

**Officer:** Satisfied? \*Silence\* I won't fake any sympathy for what you did to put you in that cesspit. To me you would have been better served staying there, left to rot. But at least this way your crimes can be turned to a more positive use.

**Rajash:**...My family gets the promised stipend?

**Officer:** 400 Allied credits a week, enough to let them move to London. Like you said you wanted them to, in time for London in August.

**Rajash:**...

**Doctor:** Rajash, please, talk to us.

**Rajash:** No. No more talk. Take me to them, let me do what I was made to do.

*Further transcript details can be obtained via Falcon Post. Report matches rough time frame of new weapon system, as yet unknown, deployed into Chinese territory. Possible integrated battlesuit design; most likely stolen from existing Syndicate templates. Designate file: THUG.*