Saturday, October 31, 2009
"Bluebyte" project taking off
Today I've started work on "Bluebyte". Some of the shapes have been cut, and the cargo hold is good for assembly. Next week, I'll start to put it together.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Production stalled!
Hmm, as I was all geared up for full out production of "Bluebyte" real world issues occur that had to be dealt with.
Hopefully, all will be sorted out by the end of this week so that I can get back to my project. Here's hoping.
Hopefully, all will be sorted out by the end of this week so that I can get back to my project. Here's hoping.
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Gathering Materials
As mentioned yesterday, I was sketching some designs for freighter like vessel to be used in the upcoming Apoc game. today I've decided to build the twin engined version.
So, rummaging through my bitz box and scavenging for stuff that can be used around the house, I think I have enough material to start at least cutting some of the basic shapes before I go into assembling them.
I'm trying to make this as cheap as possible, with as much discarded items I can find. However, the bulk of it will be the "chip board" I use for the body. Thin card will be used for paneling and bitz will go to enhance the finished "product".
If I put regular man-hours into this project, I expect to see it completed well before the 20th November.
So, rummaging through my bitz box and scavenging for stuff that can be used around the house, I think I have enough material to start at least cutting some of the basic shapes before I go into assembling them.
I'm trying to make this as cheap as possible, with as much discarded items I can find. However, the bulk of it will be the "chip board" I use for the body. Thin card will be used for paneling and bitz will go to enhance the finished "product".
If I put regular man-hours into this project, I expect to see it completed well before the 20th November.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Planning the "Bluebyte"
"Bluebyte" is the name of the freighter I plan to build for the upcoming Apoc battle that will mark the closing of the Arenxis Minoris Campaign. Whether it will be used or not I leave that to the organizers, but it would be rather handy to have around, just in case.
Anyway, I've started drafting some simple sketch of the ship and came up with two basic design. One had twin-engines/thrusters while the other one only one. The single engine ship seems easier to build but is more angular, which might pose some problems while the other one seems boxy, with more detailed finishing.
At the moment, I'm still undecided. So, we'll see what happens in the next few days.
Anyway, I've started drafting some simple sketch of the ship and came up with two basic design. One had twin-engines/thrusters while the other one only one. The single engine ship seems easier to build but is more angular, which might pose some problems while the other one seems boxy, with more detailed finishing.
At the moment, I'm still undecided. So, we'll see what happens in the next few days.
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Breakout! (Battle #5)
The ultramarines commander looked solemnly past his men as they filed past him and took to their bikes. The terminators of the 1st company boarded their land raiders even as the surviving guardsmen fired up the engines of their tanks.
This was it. The moment of truth. One last throw of the dice, to save all that remained of the 5th company on Haides. Their last holdout was overrun merely days ago, thanks to the treacherous Alpha Legions. Now, all that remained was assembled here, deep inside the bunker complex at the edge of the Kolborath Mountain Range.
"Eaglewing to Swiftstrike, Eaglewing to Swiftstrike, acknowledge, over" a distant voice crackled inside the vox receiver of the commander's helm.
"Swiftstrike, acknowledge. What is your ETA?" his curt reply queried.
"Site Helios has been compromised. Proceed to site Grackus. ETA 50 minutes" the other voice replied back.
"Understood, Swiftstrike out" the commander ended the conversation.
Turning to face the assembled astartes and guardsmen, "Move out!" he ordered as he stepped up to his bike and straddled it, igniting the bike's powerful engines.
In column formation, the entire force moved out of the bunker complex, hoping that their movement under the cover of darkness would go unnoticed.
Mission: Annihilation; Deployment: Spearhead
Opponent: Rizal Ultramarines 5th Company
Strategy Cards:
Home Ground (Ultramarines)
Night Fight (Orks)
Bonuses:
350 extra points on additional units (Ultramarines)
None (Orks)
The land raiders and Leman Russ executioner trundled swiftly in column, their tiny headlights the only indication of their movement. The land speeders and bike squads acting as outriders on each flank.
Sudddenly, the column swerved into a defensive line formation, the dreadnought taking up position between the excutioner and one of the land raider. "Enemy contacts up ahead. The orks were waiting."
Even as the outriders were making their way back to the column at their best speed, the darkness began to reveal a growing mob of orks. Their guttural voices marking where they are, despite the gloom. The 'ard boyz led the way, flanked on the left by the lootas and on the right by the nobz.
The darkness interfered with the marines targeting and their lights could not pierce the gloom. This saved the advancing orks from several crucial volleys. The nob bikers, attempting to outflank the land raider on the right, ran headlong into the ultramarine's commander and his large biker squad.
With righteous anger on their lips, and fervent prayer to the Emperor, the commander and his squad charged into the nobz. The commander himself challenging Warboss Grimfang. Clash of chainswords and choppas ring out of the darkness amidst the swirling dust thrown up by the bikes. In the end, only the commander was left facing the mighty warboss. Deftly avoiding the lumbering powerklaw, the commander thrust his power sword but was deflected by the fast moving ork bike. Charging head-on, the warboss crashed into the commander's bike, impaling the unfortunate astartes on his massive klaw. The massive shock was too much for even the vauted space marine's regenerative abilities, and the commander slumped, lifeless.
Once again, Warboss Grimfang hired the Vulcha boyz to do his work. They did not dissapoint. Landing right infront of the dreadnought and executioner, they immediately set upon the executioner, tearing up the turret and its hull lascannon. Despite the damage, the tank was still operable and retreated a bit.
The smaller biker squad appeared out of the gloom and raced past behind the left-most land raider even as the land raider disgorged its assault terminators into the stormboyz. Although clearly outmatched by the terminators, the stormboyz held under the stern-eyed gaze of their commander.
Zooming past the nobz, a single kopta made a shooting run on the dreadnought. Picking it out of the gloom, it sent a streaking rokkit into the thing's piston joints, jamming the actuator and immobilizing it. Despite its damage, the dreadnought continued to pour melta shots at the nearby 'ardboyz.
Jubilant after their short skirmish, the nobz revved their bikes and slammed into a land raider, immobilizing it as well as ripping away one of the sponson lascannon. Unperturbed, the terminators inside disembarked and assaulted the nobz. Lightning claws and thunder hammers ripped through the nobz and four of their number were felled. In return, 5 of the assault terminators were laid low, despite their storm shields, leaving a solitary marine against the rest of the nobz.
On the left side of the battlefield, the lootas spotted the shadows of the other marine bike squad and let loose with their deffguns. The volley cut down two of them but they remained stoic. The landspeeder squad came blazing out of the night and sent the solitary kopta to its fiery end.
The 'ard boyz, incessantly prodded by the Mad Dok finally reached combat. Piling into the terminators busy with the stormboyz, the mob pummeled the marines with their crude choppas and brought 4 of the terminators down. The immobilized land raider lost another wweapon sponson even as the last terminator was killed.
The damaged executioner, its crew resigned to death, held their ground and put out plasma bolts at the 'ard boyz as the mob surged past the broken bodies of the terminators. Zagstruk was alone by then, all his boyz dead or dying. So focussed was he on the executioner that he failed to notice the dreadnought aiming its meltagun at him, instantly vaporising him.
The marine bikers traded fire with the lootas, killing a few and lost another of their number in return. The grots were running everywhere, trying to get away from the oncoming speeders. With bestial fury, the warboss tore through the immobilised land raider and finally put an end to it, leaving it burning. Even as the warboss was tearing up the land raider, the rest of the nobz descended on the stationary executioner and blew it up, debris raining down for quite some distance.
The 'ard boyz charged the dreadnought pulled out its dreadnought close combat arm for the loss of a few of the boyz. Mad Dok failed to push through the press of bodies and could not lend his power klaw to the fight.
The two marine bikers assaulted the lootas and broke them in a one sided melee. The nearby grots too broke under the relentless attention of the flaming landspeeders, the sight of their burning comrades too much for the little buggers to take.
In a final push of speed, the warboss and his nobz fell upon the surviving land raider and destroyed it with well placed strikes using their power klaws.
The biker sergeant and two land speeders were the only ones to made it to the evacuation point from out of the entire force. Although it survived, the damaged dreadnought was too far gone, its fate sealed.
Victory to the orks! (7-4 KP)
As a result, all tiles on the Kolborath Mountain Range except for Chrystal Heights is under chaos control. Furthermore, this last battle removed the last Ultramarines holding on Haides.
Warboss Grimfang squinted at the night sky as the tell tale sign of the afterburners from the imperial craft made its way back to Thessalonicus with its paltry load of survivors. The imperium is truly and well on the way to being routed, he mused.
Already, work parties, under the supervision of meks were dismantling and cutting the armor plates from the wrecked imperial tanks. Big Mek Buzzboltz has promised him a suprise, and said it would be ready in time for the final assault on Polonia.
Inside the imperial transport, the crew chief glanced nervously at the astartes in the cargo hold. The briefing said they were supposed to evacuate around thirty of the marines as well as several dozen guardsmen. The 5 marines, their armor battle scarred and with wearied faces boded ill for the coming weeks.
He could still remember asking the astartes "Where is the rest of the column?" as the giant strode up the ramp. The glance the astartes gave him was enough to chill his marrows and the cold voice that answered reminded him not to cross any of these giants.
"We're it. No one else is coming."
This was it. The moment of truth. One last throw of the dice, to save all that remained of the 5th company on Haides. Their last holdout was overrun merely days ago, thanks to the treacherous Alpha Legions. Now, all that remained was assembled here, deep inside the bunker complex at the edge of the Kolborath Mountain Range.
"Eaglewing to Swiftstrike, Eaglewing to Swiftstrike, acknowledge, over" a distant voice crackled inside the vox receiver of the commander's helm.
"Swiftstrike, acknowledge. What is your ETA?" his curt reply queried.
"Site Helios has been compromised. Proceed to site Grackus. ETA 50 minutes" the other voice replied back.
"Understood, Swiftstrike out" the commander ended the conversation.
Turning to face the assembled astartes and guardsmen, "Move out!" he ordered as he stepped up to his bike and straddled it, igniting the bike's powerful engines.
In column formation, the entire force moved out of the bunker complex, hoping that their movement under the cover of darkness would go unnoticed.
Mission: Annihilation; Deployment: Spearhead
Opponent: Rizal Ultramarines 5th Company
Strategy Cards:
Home Ground (Ultramarines)
Night Fight (Orks)
Bonuses:
350 extra points on additional units (Ultramarines)
None (Orks)
The land raiders and Leman Russ executioner trundled swiftly in column, their tiny headlights the only indication of their movement. The land speeders and bike squads acting as outriders on each flank.
Sudddenly, the column swerved into a defensive line formation, the dreadnought taking up position between the excutioner and one of the land raider. "Enemy contacts up ahead. The orks were waiting."
Even as the outriders were making their way back to the column at their best speed, the darkness began to reveal a growing mob of orks. Their guttural voices marking where they are, despite the gloom. The 'ard boyz led the way, flanked on the left by the lootas and on the right by the nobz.
The darkness interfered with the marines targeting and their lights could not pierce the gloom. This saved the advancing orks from several crucial volleys. The nob bikers, attempting to outflank the land raider on the right, ran headlong into the ultramarine's commander and his large biker squad.
With righteous anger on their lips, and fervent prayer to the Emperor, the commander and his squad charged into the nobz. The commander himself challenging Warboss Grimfang. Clash of chainswords and choppas ring out of the darkness amidst the swirling dust thrown up by the bikes. In the end, only the commander was left facing the mighty warboss. Deftly avoiding the lumbering powerklaw, the commander thrust his power sword but was deflected by the fast moving ork bike. Charging head-on, the warboss crashed into the commander's bike, impaling the unfortunate astartes on his massive klaw. The massive shock was too much for even the vauted space marine's regenerative abilities, and the commander slumped, lifeless.
Once again, Warboss Grimfang hired the Vulcha boyz to do his work. They did not dissapoint. Landing right infront of the dreadnought and executioner, they immediately set upon the executioner, tearing up the turret and its hull lascannon. Despite the damage, the tank was still operable and retreated a bit.
The smaller biker squad appeared out of the gloom and raced past behind the left-most land raider even as the land raider disgorged its assault terminators into the stormboyz. Although clearly outmatched by the terminators, the stormboyz held under the stern-eyed gaze of their commander.
Zooming past the nobz, a single kopta made a shooting run on the dreadnought. Picking it out of the gloom, it sent a streaking rokkit into the thing's piston joints, jamming the actuator and immobilizing it. Despite its damage, the dreadnought continued to pour melta shots at the nearby 'ardboyz.
Jubilant after their short skirmish, the nobz revved their bikes and slammed into a land raider, immobilizing it as well as ripping away one of the sponson lascannon. Unperturbed, the terminators inside disembarked and assaulted the nobz. Lightning claws and thunder hammers ripped through the nobz and four of their number were felled. In return, 5 of the assault terminators were laid low, despite their storm shields, leaving a solitary marine against the rest of the nobz.
On the left side of the battlefield, the lootas spotted the shadows of the other marine bike squad and let loose with their deffguns. The volley cut down two of them but they remained stoic. The landspeeder squad came blazing out of the night and sent the solitary kopta to its fiery end.
The 'ard boyz, incessantly prodded by the Mad Dok finally reached combat. Piling into the terminators busy with the stormboyz, the mob pummeled the marines with their crude choppas and brought 4 of the terminators down. The immobilized land raider lost another wweapon sponson even as the last terminator was killed.
The damaged executioner, its crew resigned to death, held their ground and put out plasma bolts at the 'ard boyz as the mob surged past the broken bodies of the terminators. Zagstruk was alone by then, all his boyz dead or dying. So focussed was he on the executioner that he failed to notice the dreadnought aiming its meltagun at him, instantly vaporising him.
The marine bikers traded fire with the lootas, killing a few and lost another of their number in return. The grots were running everywhere, trying to get away from the oncoming speeders. With bestial fury, the warboss tore through the immobilised land raider and finally put an end to it, leaving it burning. Even as the warboss was tearing up the land raider, the rest of the nobz descended on the stationary executioner and blew it up, debris raining down for quite some distance.
The 'ard boyz charged the dreadnought pulled out its dreadnought close combat arm for the loss of a few of the boyz. Mad Dok failed to push through the press of bodies and could not lend his power klaw to the fight.
The two marine bikers assaulted the lootas and broke them in a one sided melee. The nearby grots too broke under the relentless attention of the flaming landspeeders, the sight of their burning comrades too much for the little buggers to take.
In a final push of speed, the warboss and his nobz fell upon the surviving land raider and destroyed it with well placed strikes using their power klaws.
The biker sergeant and two land speeders were the only ones to made it to the evacuation point from out of the entire force. Although it survived, the damaged dreadnought was too far gone, its fate sealed.
Victory to the orks! (7-4 KP)
As a result, all tiles on the Kolborath Mountain Range except for Chrystal Heights is under chaos control. Furthermore, this last battle removed the last Ultramarines holding on Haides.
Warboss Grimfang squinted at the night sky as the tell tale sign of the afterburners from the imperial craft made its way back to Thessalonicus with its paltry load of survivors. The imperium is truly and well on the way to being routed, he mused.
Already, work parties, under the supervision of meks were dismantling and cutting the armor plates from the wrecked imperial tanks. Big Mek Buzzboltz has promised him a suprise, and said it would be ready in time for the final assault on Polonia.
Inside the imperial transport, the crew chief glanced nervously at the astartes in the cargo hold. The briefing said they were supposed to evacuate around thirty of the marines as well as several dozen guardsmen. The 5 marines, their armor battle scarred and with wearied faces boded ill for the coming weeks.
He could still remember asking the astartes "Where is the rest of the column?" as the giant strode up the ramp. The glance the astartes gave him was enough to chill his marrows and the cold voice that answered reminded him not to cross any of these giants.
"We're it. No one else is coming."
Old World carnage
Hi, had a WHFB game with Peter's Bretonians yesterday versus my Empire. It was my first time meeting his Fay Enchantress and that dame sure helped a lot in his battleplans.
As it is, now that I know what she's capable of, I hope to do better next time we meet. The steam tank really helped a lot and saved the game (it was a draw) for me when it ran off a unit of knights off the board and crushed another unit in combat...hehe
well, hope to get more fantasy games going. next year, i'll finish off my Orcs & Goblin army (get a new giant, some black orcs, spear chukkas, and paint them all up)
As it is, now that I know what she's capable of, I hope to do better next time we meet. The steam tank really helped a lot and saved the game (it was a draw) for me when it ran off a unit of knights off the board and crushed another unit in combat...hehe
well, hope to get more fantasy games going. next year, i'll finish off my Orcs & Goblin army (get a new giant, some black orcs, spear chukkas, and paint them all up)
Saturday, October 24, 2009
Killing Angels (Battle #4)
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.
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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