Sitting astride his plundered ride, the mighty ork warboss, Grimfang stares sullenly at the gaggle of meks tripping over each other, trying to fix his Big Bird for the trip back to Grot's 'Arbor. Two still smoking bodies lay nearby on the tarmac, brute testimony of the warboss's short fused temper.
The meks were delivered of further example of the warboss's displeasure when Grimfang's lieutenant, a massive nob by the name of Killjaw rode down the ferrocrete runway and skidded to a halt in front of the warboss.
"Boss, we've got company" the normally taciturn ork reported excitedly. "Just now, we've got grots down in da woods running back wiv tales of marinez on bikes" he explains. "After whacking a few of dem grots flat, da rest keeps tellin' da same story. Souz I sents dem koptas to looksee. One of dem just got back wiv words dat deres a bunch of dem marinez bikers runnin' in da woods, probably tryin' to sneak on us 'ere" the nob pauses for a while ticking off his fingers for every important point he has reported.
"Da kopta boyz also says dat dem marinez wear black armor, and one of dem even got a flying bike, like dem panzies used" he finishes his report and looks expectantly at Grimfang, "Wots we gonna do boss?"
Mulling over the information given by his lieutenant, the warboss eyes glazes over as his tiny brain began to turn. With a grin, "Gather dem boyz, we'll go an' say 'ello to dem marinez. I bets its dem Ravenwing mob. Tryin' to sneak on us orks eh." Turning on the meks, " Youz lots betta finish putting dis bird together by da time I gets back, if not..." he left it hanging, the implied threat clearly understood as the meks cast furtive and nervous glances at his back way as he rode away to meet up with the rest of the mob.
Mission: Seize Ground (3 objective marker)
Deployment: Spearhead
The woodlands were unusually silent and only the soft whispers of the wind accompanied the heavy footfalls of the orks as they deployed in the woods. The lootas took up position in a dense copse of trees, having line of sight that covers a lot of the open ground in front of them, while giving them good cover from any return fire. The 'ard boyz loitered in the center, Mad Dok strangely absent. The nobz, led by Grimfang himself positioned themselves at the leftmost edge of the field, in anticipation of outflanking marines.
Looking out towards the general direction where the marines are supposed to come from, the orks could see no sight of them. It was some time before the roar of bike engines could be heard. The nobs too spotted some bikers but they turned back when they saw the waiting nobz. The nobz maintained their blocking position and did not give chase, even Snikrot and his komandos too took up blocking position next to the nobz.
As more Ravenwing units appear on the battlefield, they used the rolling hills to screen their advance, hiding from the lootas. Forming into an irregular column, they closed on the orks.
Mad Dok Grostnik decided to join the upcoming action, even the grots trotted besides the lootas, heading for the ork statue. Only the koptas are yet to be seen, still too far after the aid they gave the Alpha Legion.
Out of nowhere, the master of Ravenwing thundered onto the battlefield, gunning down two of the suprised komandos. Unnerved by the sudden attack, the komandos broke and fled, hiding behind the barricades. The leading biker squad too opened fire on the 'ard boyz, felling one.
Out in the open, the master of Ravenwing and his jetbike was a very tempting target for the lootas and they gleefully zoomed in their sights and let loose. The fusilade of lead and whatnot punched through the Master's armor, causing him to crash the jetbike, with fatal results.
Joining the 'ard boyz, Mad Dok immediately herded them towards the advancing Ravenwing units. Despite his demise, the Master's appearance has managed to displaced the nobz from their blocking position. This opportunity was used by a squad of bikers to pass the ork's line and they appeared behind the grots and lootas.
Advancing enmassed, two biker squad moved into rapid fire range and gunned down several more orks. They proceeded to assault the massed orks and tied down the 'ard boyz in a drawn combat. The nobz, having placed themselves near the central objective was stared down by two attack bikes that contested the same thing. In the confusion fo combat, the bike squad that appeared behind the ork's line forgot to close into combat. To make up for their momentary lapse, they charged into the grots and nobz bikers, ensuring that the nobz were pulled away from the central objectives.
The melee against the grots was no contest for the Ravenwing bikers as half of the gretchins were cut down. However, the nobz were another story as all six marines were easily despatched without loss. Invigorated by the victory, the nobz revved their bikes towards the central objective again and was just in range to contest it.
In the other melee involving the 'ard boyz, Dok Grostnik pushed himself to the fore and accounted for 3 of the bikers while the rest of the boyz crushed one of the squads and decimate the other squad. Braving the odds, one solitary managed to tie down the remaining 'ard boyz.
The Ravenwing sent up two of their attack bikes to support the lone biker and another biker squad to bolster their strength at the central objective. The two lost koptas finally appeared and proceeded to blast apart one of the attack bikes sent to aid the lone biker. The other attack bike was taken suprised by the lose of his camrade that they did not notice the warboss barrelling towards them, his power klaw shredding the attack bike into tiny pieces.
The lootas again hefted their deffguns and gleefully targeted one of the attack bikes guarding the central objective, destroying it in a flurry of shots. The nobz then advanced on the biker squad and remaining attack bike and cut both units down in a swirling melee of speeding bikes and dust.
The command squad was the only unit left in the Ravenwing force. Instead of retreating, they left their objective and sought to wreck havoc inside the ork's line.
Result: Victory to the Orks (2-0 objectives)
"Victor 58 Gamma, please proceed to landing pad Echo 85 Zulu, do you copy?" the ground controller of Chagoris Field hailing the incoming transport that had lifted in the early dawn, ferrying astartes of the Dark Angels chapter as it closed on the spaceport.
"Instructions received. Victor 58 gamma will proceed to Echo 85 Zulu. Thank you Chagoris. See you guys in a minute." the pilot's reply came over the vox.
The ground controller continued to look at his console and suddenly called out in alarm, "Large enemy formation approaching! Two formations closing in. One from Haides and another one from Port Hubris. "
"Launching ready fighters" another tech voiced out.
Suddenly, several loud explosion rocked the control tower. "What was that?" several voices asked nervously.
Then, over the vox, a stunned voice announced, "There's...err...there's orks spilling out of Victor 58 Gamma....we're under attack!" the last almost a screech.
As a result of the ill-fated raid by the Ravenwing, Chagoris Field spacceport tile was taken over by the orks of Warboss Grimfang.
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