Brother Zaitus walked amongst the dead. Bodies torn and ruptured, entrails and viscera stained the ground. He had seen it a hundred times but each and every time it pained him. Humans, his own species turned from the light, spurned on by falseness and lies. Taking a xenos life was a thing to be celebrated, enjoyed, relished... the taking of a human life was a grave task and not one he took lightly. Brother Volo of Squad 16 had rode in on the drop pod, he stood vigil over a pile of burning corpses solemnly like the grim reaper himself. There were no celebrations, not hollering and chanting... only silence... and prayers for those who had fallen from the Emperor's light and followed that fool into battle.
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10 minutes earlier
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Zaitus crept through the ruins, inching ever close to the open ground in front of the power generator. He could hear the loud booming voice of Preacher Hopkins. He recognised the voice. The Emperor's Vessel he'd called himself. The Voice of the Emperor. The Vessel through which He speaks. It was blasphemy. It was dangerous. It was false! Hopkins had called for the destruction of the fallen Black Scorpions. 'The blessed sons of the emperor had forsaken their duties' and so on. 'A fool' thought Zaitus. The preacher had riled up the local populace. The local militia and PDF had taken up arms and began patrolling dangerously near the Scorpion lines. 'A dangerous fool indeed' thought Zaitus, as he levelled his scope and saw the shapes of the Krieg, PDF and the famous Preacher in the distance. Zaitus heard the familiar sound. Screaching drop pods plummeting through the clouds. Death comes for them all!
FORCES:
1500 pts - Maelstrom - Deadlock (6 objective cards going to 5,4,3,2,1 as the turns proceed)
Rottimus - Black Scorpions
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| Scorpion Battle Line |
Thomas - Imperial guard
Turn 1
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| Amongst them! Shock Combat! |
2 drop pods entered the fray and roasted 3 heavy bolter teams and the platoon command squad. First Blood. The thunder fires opened up and destroyed the command chimera, pounding it to pieces.
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| Drop pods come crashing down! |
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| Wrecked command chimera |
Quad mortars targeted the bane blade and removed a hull point. A strong opening turn. A shock assault. I scored 7 victory points due to good card drawing + stealing an objective from Thomas.
It was now Thomas' turn to fight back. The brave (but misguided) guardsmen took aim. Sabotage, poor maintenance and lack of prayers to the ommnissiah resulted in a shocking turn of shooting.
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| Thomas' Plasma gun roll! (he died) |
Misses, failures to wound and some decent saves from me resulted in 1 dead scout from a flamer, a hull point from a land speeder, a wound on a thunder fire. The baneblade had yet to fire!....The Baneblade! It slowly swung it's turret around, it targeted the space marines that had newly arrived and.... scattered into Thomas' own lines killing two guardsmen and 1 space marine.
Not enough forces free, and terrible rolling meant that Thomas only scored 1 out of 6 objective cards.
Turn 2
The Spacemarine vicious assault had clearly left the guardsmen rattled. The two scout squads pushed forward. The tactical marines (who were all still alive) pushed into the lines. The fireraptor entered the fray and lost a hull point to the Quad Cannon interceptor fire. A drop pod that was luckily empty scattered off the table!
The shooting began. The scouts killed everyone in the command squad except the Colonel. He was on his own. Zaitus and his sniper scouts took aim, 12 sniper shots viciously gunned down the Colonel with pure nastiness. Slay the Warlord.
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| Take Aim! |
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| Colonel 26143 stands alone.... and died alone! |
The fireraptor, diving down from the skies targeted the baneblade and its avenger bolt cannon ripped apart two Sentinels in true A10 BRRRRRRT! fashion. It then fired 4 missiles right into the baneblades flank. 3 hit the mark. 'I only need 5's and 6's' I said.... 5 5 6 was the roll! Three more hull points stripped!
The assault phase saw the utter destruction of Thomas' right flank as Commissar richter was slain and his squad cut down by scouts. The preacher Hopkins was viciously cut down by the tacticals along with his squad. The hammer blow came as my other tactical squad scrambled onto the baneblade. A well place krak grenade wrecked the mighty baneblade!. Luckily I rolled a 1 on the catastrophic damage table resulting in a small blast that didn't kill anyone.
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| Commissar Richter, laid low by the scouts. |
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| Preacher Hopkins, disembowelled by the sergeant! |
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| An unamed sergeant, who valiantaly slew a marine! before running away and getting cut down. |
In two turns the Imperial lines had been utterly demolished. Thomas accused me of worshipping Khorne... I dismissed his claim yet... I'd scored 8 victory points... 8....the sacred number of Khorne! *denial intensifies!*
Thomas, with a brave face brought in his vendetta and tried to shoot down the fireraptor. He took a hull point off it, a last ditch attempt to salvage something.
At this point, we were hungry and ate pizza instead of playing on. There were 2 heavy weapon teams left on the table.
Result:
Black Scorpions: 15
Krieg Guard: 1
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| Black Scorpion Casualties: 3 men + 1 drop pod |
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| The Krieg Casualties: LOTS! |
Conclusion
Games like these happen sometimes. Everything that can go wrong goes wrong for one player and everything that can go right goes right for the other. I mean, his lascannons missed their shots. Those that hit ones to wound, his plasma gunner rolled two ones, frying himself. His baneblade killed more of his own men than mine. Truly this was evidence that the Emperor is with me... surely? Thanks to Thomas for hosting and being a great sport. At least the game was comical! Though I fear the Krieg will return for revenge soon!
Man of the match? For me, the fireraptor was epic. It came in and did a full on airstrike strafing run killing two sentinels and stripping 3 hullpoints off the baneblade.
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