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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 23, 2009 10:38:02 GMT -5
"All forces this is Captain Asis speaking, we've lost contact with the PDF units. We can't seem to get our comm channels through, be advised, PDF are having a communications breakdown.
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Post by Melissia on Aug 23, 2009 12:45:34 GMT -5
" No, you have not. Check your voxcasters, they must be malfing up." Sighing, the woman watched her soldiers gather up to meet the new threat, and switched her vox to Andronicus: " I need your destroyers to move into position to eliminate that baneblade. My own basilisks can manage it, but that would require me to pull them off counter-barrage duty." As if to emphasize her point, all fo the artillery in the PDF's employ fired as one, aiming at where they calculated the heretics' arty to be, sending an immensely deadly barrage of missiles, shells, and mortars onto that position and blanketing them with an unbelievable firestorm. [ooc: Yes, counter-artillery is a time-honored tradition amongst arty batteries ]
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 23, 2009 13:31:21 GMT -5
OOC: I kinda figured you'd do that, and if you didn't I would be VERY surprised....
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The heretic artillery positions were pummeled, calcuations being spot on. Traitor Basilisk crews were torn apart by the Loyalists. A few tried to counter-barrage, but caused no important effect before being swiftly located, and obliterated.
Keyan's company ghosted through the southern defenses, assisting the PDF forces with invisible acts of sabotage. Even after a around 40 men, leaving only around 200 of the company, Keyan kept moving, intent of circling around to assist as many defences as he could.
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 23, 2009 13:54:44 GMT -5
Drevin smiled as he saw the Heretic artillery positions blaze with cleansing fire. He looked towards the woodland close to his position and saw heretic troopers moving through the trees, advancing with poor discipline and no appreciation for cover he smiled, the 12th were reconaisance experts skilled marksmen with even the most basic las-rifles and fantastic at moving through cover. He keyed grabbed his vox set and set it to the battalion frequency "All Mortars load incindinary round and fire for effect at the woods, we'll smoke those heretics out, all other units prepare to fire as soon as the enemy breaks cover"
Captain Lough was commanding the very front line of the 12th's defensive line. He saw the forest start burning as the mortars crashed into the treeline setting the wood ablaze. The heretics for all thier numerical strength were not as well trained as even the most backward PDF units, true there were enemy units that were skilled, but most of them used crude tactics. The heretics ran from the forest, in a ragged line, many of them had dropped thier weapons in a panic and were running with knives in hands. Lough keyed his vox to open broadcast "4th Company...at 200 metres open fire" Lough then raised his las-rifle to his shoulder and sighted down the iron sights.
Trooper Trallin of the second platoon of 4th company, was as his squad mates refered a lunatic, he carried the squad's grenade launcher and was a crack shot with the weapon, instead of loading a fragmentation round he had loaded a krak round into the breach and was waiting for the heretic armour to rear it's head. He saw his first target an enemy chimera it's top hatch wide open so it's passengers could fire on the lines, Trallin let fly and the round impacted against the Chimera's turret, it slew to a halt. Trallin grinned and fired another round dropping it into the passenger compartment, the vehicle immediatly began giving off billows of black smoke and the enemy fled from it like rats. Trallin shot the unit champion in the chest with a 3rd round and watched the man fall back most of his torso missing.
The heretics despite thier poor tactics reached the 12th's line and dropped into the trenches, Captain Lough drew his chainsword and thumbed the activator, the blade whirred to life, his first foe came at him with a las pistol and meat cleaver. Lough smashed the las pistol with his chainsword, the power back exploded sending the heretic reeling back. Lough quickly followed up and took the man's head off.
Yelts serving now in 5th platoon after the amalgamation could see the enemy go over the front line. He knew that the line would need to reinforced despite the fact the 12th had inflicted massive casualties on the heretics, they had the advantage of numbers.
Drevin keyed the vox. "All flamer equiped half tracks advance and torch the enemy before they enter the trenches. Persue them till they enter the woods and then pull back to safe lines" Drevin knew this would put his half tracks at great risk but the commander of the squadron was a clever man, and would do as much damage as possible if he wasn't able to withdraw.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 24, 2009 12:43:36 GMT -5
Not everything seemed lost, Trais had seen. The Fighters seemed to have turned back, though he knew enough that they were more than likely going to double back for another run. He sighed, then came the echoes of artillery. It wasn't close enough to be theirs, and there were no flashes in the distance to indicate enemy artillery firing on his position. Someone, somewhere on the forsaken planet still held loyal. He had already been breifed that friendlies should still be holding out planetside, but without much more intel than that, he would not be able to help support their cause much more than he was now. Worse still, everything was wrong from insertion on. This was supposed to be a tactical strike, aimed at taking out The key targets that had started the uprising, not a full on planetary invasion. Imperial Cruisers were still supposedly en route, not that the missions back in Imperial Athenor had less priority, but some support in a flop of a mission might be needed.
Chatter from stubber and bolter called out over the distance from the gun line again, drowned once in awhile by the roar of a Lascannon firing at it's target. How many times would these fools try for the bombers? Reports came in that one of them was damaged, the gunner dead. First casualty they had taken, and not the last they would see by far. This was a bad place to be, without support, without allies, alone in a world controlled by the greatest of enemies. At least his pilots were more experienced, but numbers equal skill. His elites would be tested sorely by the time The main bulk of their forces arrived. Trais Knew this, as did they all, with every fiber of his being.
Kovorsk was to land first, his Destroyer already damaged by one of those cursed fighters. Their dark gods seemed not to favor them today, that or they simply were not prepared for such a staunch defense, either way, he circled into their new approach with his prow guns, Lascannons at the ready. Munitions and trails of light filled the air the roar of his own Lascannons aimed squarely at one of the fighters that yet remained. No time to see if the shot hit it's mark. Heavily banking, almost too heavily for the bomber to handle, in order to avoid friendly fire. A violent shock rocked the Destroyer, threatening to take her out of the air. It was all McNamar could do to level his plane out. Looking out over each wing of his Destroyer, he saw his right had taken a bad hit from one of the fighters. Fire suppression systems began to work at once to keep the damage to a minimum, and he prayed to the machine god that The Destroyer had enough to still land.
No more chattering, the sky had gone quiet again, for how long none were certain. Within moments a second destroyer landed, hard, but safe. Two damaged bombers, one casualty, if he had more, Trais would consider that a near flawless victory in his favor. But without knowing if the fighters would be back, and with so few rescources, things seemed grave for his air support, which he would more than likely need in short order.
A bad start to a worse day...
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 24, 2009 16:45:35 GMT -5
Drevin saw that his ruse had worked, the 5 half tracks mounted with flamers had rushed out to push the enemy back, once they broke the enemy assault and the heretic assaults began to pull back, the half tracks persued the enemy, the first one was destroyed 100 metres from the edge of the woods, a tank shell hitting it square in the body detonating it's promethium tank. Drevin saw the other's rapidly change direction attempting to manouvre so the trees fouled enemy firing lines, apart from one which began weaving and retreating back to the 12th's lines. The Enemy tanks came thundering out of the woods, 10 leman russ battle tanks daubed in blood and to Drevin's great horror the bodies of members of the 12th's first battalion including the regimental commander. Drevin gripped the vox unit tightly. As he hissed orders to the regiment "The enemy dishonours us with this display. All units prepare to fire on enemy armour. may the emperor guide our hands this day. FOR JUSTICE AND VENGENCE"
A great cheer went up in the trenches. Captain Lough grabbed a trooper with a missile tube. "give that here lad i want to take the first crack at those bastards for the colonel" The trooper grinned as the Captain brought the tube up to his shoulder and sighted down the wire crosshair, Lough squeezed the trigger spoon the round shot off, striking a leman russ square in the front, the round penetrated and the tank came to a stop, the crew attempting to flee, Lough's men opened fire. Lough began to reload as he saw another tank traversing it's turret towards him. He bellowed " TAKE COVER INCOMING ROUND" and dived for the floor of the trench.
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 24, 2009 17:06:42 GMT -5
"Damn Conscripts...Breaking cover like that...Snipers! Fire at will!"
With a vengeance, Snipers started firing. The flames obscured the location of the shots, and the Sergeants and Lieutenants of the 12th were starting to get cut down.
"Red squadron, fire into the trenches!"
The tanks roared, firing shells into the trenches, sending bodies flying into the air. Heavy bolter rounds tore into the far end trenches, cutting down any who stood up.
"Death Squadron, looping around for another run."
The bombers had seemed to lost sight of them, which was surprising, but Death Leader wasn't going to complain.
The remaining Squadron dived towards the bombers, now strafing the landing strip with Auto cannon fire.
3rd company slugged through to the west side. Keyan looked, and wondered if he could make it to the defense on the west side. Despite the damage they had caused, the heretics had wrecked a number, and only 136 were left........
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 24, 2009 18:04:14 GMT -5
Drevin knew his men were in dire straits, the first wave had merely been poorly trained troops used like the imperium uses mutant reserves as an expendable wave to probe defenses, He had only 120 men left now, Captain Lough was still holding the front line with 50 men but he would soon be crushed. The Leman russes had demolished most of the prepared positions and Nearly the entire battalion's vehicle complement had been destroyed. Drevin drew his power sword. He ordered his comms officer to inform command "Western Perimetre overrun massive infantry assault with company strength armour support, will attempt to hold until overrun, may the god emperor bless our efforts"
Drevin stood on the top of his command post and bellowed down to his remaining men including the padre and lieutenant Harls. "Men of the 12th today we shall die, but we will make the price of our lives a dear one. FOR THE EMPEROR!" and with that Drevin charged towards the frontline.
Captain Lough heard the roar of a chainsword as a heretic stormtrooper in black carapace lept into the trench, the filthy degenerate wielded the blade with considerable skill and Lough found himself pushed back. The heretic felt his oponent falter and pressed the attack, slicing through Lough's hand. Lough dropped to the floor bleeding heavily and began to black out before everything went black he saw his killer peppered by las rounds and drop.
Drevin saw Lough go down, he roared with anger. "KILL THEM ALL, MAKE THEM PAY!" The remaining 90 members of the 12th hit the heretic line like avenging furies, both sides were equally skilled in the arts of combat but the heretics hand weight of numbers and tanks.
Drevin moved like a man possessed parrying blows left and right and slashing enemies. The enemy ranks began to thin and Drevin laughed until he heard the high pitched whistling sound "INCOMING" someone yelled. Drevin realised what he had done, in his anger, he had foolishly left prepared positions and now he and his men were caught in the open in the middle of an artillery barrage. Drevin raised his sword in salute to the enemy's guile before taking out his laspistol and shooting himself in the head.
Lieutenant Harls, Medicae Yelts and Father Angenos along with 13 others were close enough to the Trenches that when the shells began to fall they were able to take cover in a dugout, after the hellish firestorm abated. Harls looked out and saw the destruction he keyed his comm bead to open frequency. "This is the 12th Western perimetee is overrun repeat overrun i have 16 armed effectives request immediate support"
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 24, 2009 18:36:01 GMT -5
OOC: That..was....a bit extreme........but...okay.....
"Captain Ria speaking! Hi! So, why don't you pull back and...ooo pretty...Oh yeah! So! Just run back here, and we'll...uh...what's the word....Hm....Anyhow! We'll take care of anyone who tries to pursue!"
As if right on cue, members of the 482nd's 7th coy began appearing in view. Except...They were attacking from the cliff walls. The soldiers starting hosing the enemy down in lasfire, and one of the sergeants screamed at Harls.
"Get out of here! We'll lay down suppressing fire!"
One of the tanks turned, and blasted a cliff wall, taking of chunk of soldiers who were standing too close.
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Post by Melissia on Aug 24, 2009 19:00:30 GMT -5
"The PDF line is holding. Our heavy weapons will cover you as you pull back."
Great. Amateurs. Switching her voxcaster to the local PDF channels, she issued out some orders: "Get the men to start fortifying the lines, rebuilding trenches and pulling the wounded back to be treated. Those whom are too injured to fight can go with the evacuees, we don't have time for anyone whom can't pull their own weight here. Oh, and be sure not to shoot our own people, our western front is pulling back a bit."
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 25, 2009 1:42:12 GMT -5
Over the comm's "This is general armstrong we are in your response zone and preparing to land on the Plateau."
minutes later
"My orders are clear, Me and my regiment's is here to bloster all defense's and get the remaining civ's off world as i speak my troops and tanks are being droped down and sent to all access points and a majority of my force will remain in here in reserve to protect civ's increase moral and provide a rear guard." Stated Armstrong "Come on Bally Lets Go."
"Yes General" Replyed Bally
Armstrong and his command staff turned round. "I know what you are don't think the commissar's won't execute you if they see strange thinks starting to happen and remember it's for your own good."
He turned agian and went to inspect his troops. "Again we save a world from another S##T Hole. And reclaim this world back to for the Imperium of man. We have done this before, have I not led you to much worse places, I have brang the emporers light with us each is watching us and protecting us. As our carapace protects our bodys the emporer protect our souls. For the Emporer and the mighty Imperium." Cried Armstrong
The troops screamed "For the emporer." They raised there hellguns and fired into the air as it was the 778th's custom of celebration.
"But sir" Bang, a PDF trooper hit the ground. "Dont disobey a commanding officer you scum." Barked Bally "Let this be a word to you dogs if i find you lacking i will shot you my self."
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 25, 2009 2:38:15 GMT -5
Harls heard the order to evacuate. "They want us to pull out, frakin' PDF". Harls began to move towards the friendly lines when he saw it, a small gully running out of the trenches. "Change of plan lads, let's go use our unique talents"
and with that he dropped into the gully and began to move out past the enemy lines.
The gully was wet and full of flies. but the survivors of the 12th maintained silence, they'd crawled into much worse places before, but this time it was a one way trip, they all knew that there'd be no pulling back. Every man had grabbed extra grenades and ammo dropping all other equipment, this wasn't about duty anymore. It was about pride and revenge, Harls had heard some woman commander demanding he pull back and had just switched the commbeads to the encrpted squad frequency. Father Angenos had even dropped his robes and prayer book to be dressed in simple fatigues like the rest.
They crept along the gully until the sounds of the fighting began to fade. Harls pulled out one of the few things he hadn't dropped in the Trenches a small shaving mirror, he raised it above the lip of the gully and panned it around. "Contact 200 metres left, 10 enemy troopers. Looks like thier guarding a tunnel entrance" He dropped down and began issuing order's in silent hand signals, he had broken his men down into 4 fire teams of 4. 3rd team with the remaining heavy stubber was to remain at the gully and provide a base of fire. the rest would assault the position directly. 1st team going down the centre the other two teams would move to the flanks. Harls led first team, he slammed a new powerpack into his lasgun and checked the power level was full. Sliding his bayonette out in one fluid motion he attatched the blade and braced one hand at the top, he whispered to his team. "ok now up and over for the honour of the 12th"
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 25, 2009 3:29:40 GMT -5
The storm troopers Armstrong sent to the western aproach were it was heared that friendly's need help. There were roughly 50 stormtroopers and 3 leman russ tanks trying to get there as fast as they could. By the time they got there the troops were about to jump out of there trench and charge the enemy. "Wait" belowed the storm trooper But he was unsure if the men below heared him.
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 25, 2009 3:43:16 GMT -5
"You commissar" said Armstrong "Yes Armstrong" replied the Commissar "Go and see if you can enlist some civ's into our force's." Stated Armstrong "Yes sir." Said the Commissar
"This war can be won but we need your help our force's are fighting and dieing for your safety. But now we require your assistance. Any man aged from 18 - 50 willing to participate in battle put up your hands." Yelled the commissar
Only 70 men put there hands up. They walked towards the commissar and for once it seemed like he smiled. "All right get to the armoury and get a lasgun and a flak vest and head to the eastern secure. There seems to be a battle about to happen."
Armstrong talking into the near by vox caster and communicating to the fleet that brought them here. Fire on these co ordinence. All of a sudden a flash light lit the sky and hit the a dense forest on the ground below. The tree's lit on fire traitors ran out only to be cut down by PDF and Arms force's. "this is to easy" he thought.
OOC: What ever that means but. THis is my armys first kills they will start to lose there forces but i want to write that myself.
Oh and laughing man if you want you can take control of the storm troopers and tanks i sent as support if you want or you could say they got there to late.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 25, 2009 11:46:41 GMT -5
Still another attack run, it would be a few minutes yet before the Destroyers would be moved to their makeshift hangar, and they were running out of time. The road that made up the runway was being battered by the firing from the fighters, along with the bombers. Kovorsk called out over the vox. "I'll Be damned if I let those cowardly dogs control the skies, and with that the cockpit Heavy Bolters started chattering from his destroyer, McNamar was inclined to agree. While his gunner was starting the Trojan to pull the destroyers into their hangar, McNamar also rotated his seat, taking control of the Heavy Bolters on his Destroyer. More Lascannon fire filled the air, trailing after various fighters within the formation.
Trais sighed. With not much else he could do, he watched helplessly as his orders were carried out to the letter. Had it been in error? Shaking the thought from his head, there was no time to doubt himself. He would speak to the preists for consultation once the rest of the company arrived...
... If they arrived in time.
Elsewhere, three Sentinels stalked through what remained of the forest on the outside ot the No Man's land. Trais had thought there might be friendly forces in the area, due to hearing artillery fire in the distance. Lt. Hall thought diffrently, but that didn't matter. His squad would do as commanded. So they moved, as quietly as they could get their Sentinels to move, Looking for any outward scouting forces that may be on the move. Traitors would be shot on site, Friendly forces would be reported and location would be taken. On a world where Traitors to Holy Terra reigned free, to have a place to go to that was still held by the true soldiers of the Emperor, that was what they would accomplish for any that neded it that were still loyal.
Two Traitor scouting parties had been wiped out already by the time they had made it this far out. Chances are The other side of the bombed section had seen some action as well. These men were poorly trained. To men used to Kroot seemingly erupting from the trees themselves, a loud, obnoxious, group of men bound to their hibitions that smelled so foul one could tell their position by scent alone, this was child's play. Still, the flamer was running low on fuel, and both the Multi Laser and Lascannon were down to two energy packs each. So they waited, with no enemy to the rear and unsure of anything ahead of them, it was too risky to move further, damaging one of the Sentinels, or worse, one of the men killed, was too much of a problem for them to warrant taking on anything but a small force. Anything Larger than what they could handle, would feel the Earthshakers' shells.
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 25, 2009 15:37:07 GMT -5
Harls heard a faint call to pull back but his forces were in position in the gully. To hell with them he thought, better to die on the attack then cowering in trenches. "charge" he yelled, the remained men of the 12th went over into the small enemy force, stubber fire tore two of the enemy to pieces before they could even respond, the rest got into cover but were so shocked not expecting an imperial force this far out. Harls leapt over a wagon a heretic had used as cover and drove his bayonette into the man's face, he pulled out firing on full auto. The he stopped when he realised only his men were firing. He activated his comm bead. "4th team move up to objective" When his men had formed up they investigated the structure the enemy were constructing. Inside they found a concealed lift. Yelts suddently spoke "It's a mine shaft, my father was a miner back home and when there were lots of claims going round miners used to do this, build a house to conceal thier hole and protect thier claim." Harls grinned, "i wonder why they were guarding this, let's see we go down and take a peek" Harls quickly switched his commbead to Captain Keyan's encrpted frequency. "Captain Keyan this is the remainder of the 12th, we've found something interesting, popping under ground to have a bit of a look, it's in sector 367 if you're interested", follow the gully from our old position you'll see what i mean"
He turned back to his men. "ok boys who's going in first?"
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 25, 2009 19:49:22 GMT -5
"This is Keyan. No can do, a bit-*a short pause* busy here. Ask Ria."
The Traitor commander cursed. Damn, auxileries, the real guardsmen were doing all the work here. He glanced around at the fires in disdain. Had the Imperials not learned of the snipers? Knowing those damn commissars, they probably attributed all the kills to executions.
The main brunt of the attack now fell on the west flank, snipers shot out, cutting down soldiers without mercy one by one. The 7th company detachment, finding that their escort had gone into enemy territory, started to pull out, after sustaining medium casualties.
"Hehe. This is Ria! Yay! Oh yeah! Don't get cocky guys! Those Traitors that just got cut down? They're conscripts! Wheeeee! You can tell by the helmets! The real Guard are using the forests and the fire as cover! So, I'd recommend you stop giving them free smoke, as this isn't the main advance, since they haven't pushed forwards yet! The main attack will probably be from...oh....The other side! Um...East! Yeah! East! Hehe!"
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 25, 2009 21:38:55 GMT -5
Armstrong walking around and overheard what Ria said ok dispatch some troops to the east 100 kasikins and serveral leman russ's. Just get some troops over there!" He talked to himself walking into the Hq tent. "I'm sick of being on the defensive. My orders were to evacuate then procede to liberate each imperial city one by one. But these traitor's gerrrrrrrrrrr how many did you say there was." General Armstrong said.
Bally looked over the PDF men who were consantly digging deeper in. "Speed up we want these defenses up now!!" Barked Bally "Commissar my men are working as fast as we can." Said a PDF sergeant "Damb it, work faster or i'll whip you dogs!"
Adrian who was one of the volanteers ran finally got down to the west. "This is Adrian Volanteer we have been tasked to help defend this area." he said "We'll don't wary we havn't been attacked all day." There was signs off fighting down that gully but they have stoped we sent a small team of troops to investigate. They say it was just reiments of the previous defenders." Said the Storm trooper sergeant.
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 25, 2009 21:55:55 GMT -5
On the east side, the forces sent over, after traveling about four klicks, found the small defensive line. It consisted of 70 2nd company soldiers, led by Brevet-Captain Nene.
Miraculously, it hadn't been attacked all day, and there were no signs of any enemy forces....
"Hold up. Ria said they were coming? Well that changes everything...Laughing Skulls! Get ready!"
Captain Ria stumbled around near her command post, situated on top of a cliff wall, over to the Northern side. She had no forces in the passageways. Instead, she had her company build their defense on the plateau walls, so that they could fire down on advancing troops.
Her head hurt.....She leaned against the wall of her bunker, laughing in hysteria, before breaking down and sobbing at the pain her.....gift brought her.
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 25, 2009 23:52:22 GMT -5
OOC: KaikelX no have to remember that Armstrong sent troops to all access points so its just his forces defending these passages.
"Damb it the eniemy are almost there. Why does it seem like my forces always arive after a battle. Troopers hurry up and help those friendlys." "Yes sir."
minutes later
The battle has started Ria's men firing into the ranks of the oncoming enemie. Armstrong's men arived just in time. "Get in formation" Yelled The Storm Trooper Commander "Yes sir" The Battlecannons of Armstrong's leman russ's fired killing dozens of enimie troops with each and every shot. The Hell guns las shots droping the enemy slowly but surely there stood 170 men 100 of Arm's Storm Troopers and 70 of Brevet-Captain Nene men.
Each killing many more in there numbers of traitor's. Occasionally one of Armstrong's men fell. 1 by 1 Armstrongs men died. Men enemy shots buncing off their carapace. "Keep up the fire" yelled the Storm Trooper Commander. Missile started flying over ahead. Several hitting the front Armour of one of the leman russ's. Bang one of the tanks detonated. The crew attemped to excape but many who weren't killed by the explosion burnt to death in there once fearsome machines. Eventually the numbers of traitors deminished. The squads of enemy missile launchers destroyed. Armstrongs men celebrated and raised their rifles and fired. "Armstrong the first attack has been repeled" Storm trooper commander "Good work, Commander if you survive this you are getting a promotion. Oh and aslo we are going to send some entrenting tools and some heavy weapons." Replied Armstrong "Bally" "Yes Armstrong" said Bally "Lets check up on our so called psychic friend."
Having fought this enemy before he knew that these proberably weren't their best men.
Casualties inflited on Armstrongs men minimal. Casualties inflited on Brevet-Captain Nene men unknown
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Post by Laughing Man on Aug 26, 2009 4:20:39 GMT -5
It was pitch black in the tunnels. Narls had ordered his men to use one lamp only to reduce the chance of any enemy forces finding them. the walls were rough dug into the clay earth around the plateau and shored up like a real mine shaft, indeed he had seen numerous chambers dug out and stripped of whatever resource was down here.
Yelts was at point, suddenly from the gloom he heard voices, he held up his hand to indicate contact, suddenly the lamp flicked off and the men moved to the sides of the tunnel hiding in recesses and side passages. Yelts saw a thin stab of lamp light in the gloom.
He heard the enemy troopers talking in low gothic "Damn Eacthel, sending us to sweep the damn side tunnels again, stupid bastard is paranoid. we got those corpse worshiping bastards all nicely contained in that plateau." The leader of the patrol span around and smacked his subordinate. "Shut up scum. Do you have any idea what will happen if we're located down here, what it will mean for the master"
Narls gripped his lasgun tightly, quickly sent a single comm click on the vox net. The remaining members of the 12th exploded out of thier hiding places into the midst of the enemy patrol. Narls could scarely remember the fight in the dark, it was fast and he could only hear it really.
At the end the lamp pack was flicked back on, Narls had lost 3 men including Father Angenos who was seriously wounded. Narls knelt down by the priest "Father i'm sorry we should never have brought you" "nonsense my boy, if i had never joined you boys i'd be blessing babies and marriages back home, too dull for me. Now go and find the secret of this caves, i have a feeling that the Emperor protects you while you do his will here" Narls felt the priest suddenly go limp in his arms. He looked at his men. "Take them down a side passage. We'll bury them along with the heretics"
Once the dead had been put away and thier body stripped of useful supplies the 13 remaining men began to move with more of a purpose, Narls noted that the tunnel was heading eastward back towards the plateau.
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 26, 2009 13:45:12 GMT -5
OOC: Jarms, Nene is on the eastern side, while Ria's forces are on the western side. Also, this is your last warning. God Mod my guys (Either the 482nd, or the enemy) again, and I will God Mod yours.
"Who ordered that attack?!" shouted the Traitor Commander, "They were supposed to wait until my signal!"
He cursed. At this rate, his original forces would be depleted.
"Issue this order. Any soldier caught advancing without a commanding officer's order will be skinned alive! Any Commanding officer issuing an advance order without my permission will be fed to the daemons!
Now regroup, call up the armor, and....Ask those Marines if they want in....."
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 26, 2009 22:05:15 GMT -5
OOC: General Armstrong is in the centre of the Plateau and going to where ever he is needed. What does Godmod mean. And the reason my soldiers are doing so well is because is that they are skilled kasrkins. But they will eventully start lossing ground and They will be pulling there force's back.
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Post by Kaikelx on Aug 26, 2009 22:26:07 GMT -5
OOC: The center of the plateau is about 2 klicks from both defensive lines, meaning you'll get to the defensive lines in about an hour or so. Also, God Mod means controlling another person's forces. You've made my forces launch two waves now, neither of which were controlled by me. Also, God Moding means, well, being God. I don't care if your guys are Conscripts or Clones of the Emperor himself, when you post, you simply cannot annihilate the enemy within the space of a single post.
Read through "Hot-Blooded" Notice how no one ever wipes out the Orks in a single post, usually it takes several, while the battle progresses in a flow with all the players involved. I'd say be sensible, but apparently that isn't enough. When you post, post what you order your soldiers doing, and I will be sensible in determining the casualties. Carapace armor isn't perfect, and neither are Karskins. The 482nd comprises of units made up entirely of the quality of Kasrkins, some are even better.
Yet the only thing that makes you more resistant to enemy fire is your armor, and frankly, I don't like where this is going. Jarms, stop trying to hijack the RP, do NOT command MY forces, or ANYONE else's forces WITHOUT their permission, and do NOT wipe out every single wave I send at you in the space of a post. You are outnumbered more than 10 to 1, and the 10s have armored support, yet somehow, you can wipe out the enemy every time.
Ah, forget that...
NOTICE: IF YOU DO NOT READ THIS, IT IS NOT MY FAULT.
DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES ORDER THE TRAITOR FORCES AROUND.
DO NOT UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES GOD MOD. ANY PLAYER CAUGHT GOD MODDING WILL INVOKE THE WRATH OF THE DARK GODS ON THE GROUP. IF YOU DO NOT KNOW WHAT GOD MODDING IS, ENTER THE PHRASE INTO GOOGLE.
DO NOT MAKE YOUR REGIMENT PERFECT.
AND NEVER, EVER, EVER, EVER ORDER THE TRAITOR FORCES AROUND. OR I WILL MASSACRE YOURS.
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Post by Lord General Armstrong on Aug 27, 2009 0:12:54 GMT -5
"Armstrong, Armstrong" "More of our landing craft are ariving" "Great" Armstrong was glad to here about that roughly 20% of his force's were on the ground. "Ok when we get them down here send them to defendable postions."
Several Kasikrin's and leman russ battle tanks went to the north. To place down sand bags and erect some heavy weapon enplacements. Some went to the civilians and other guard troops and gave them some ration packs to hopfully increase moral. About 20 kasikrin's and 2 russ tanks protected neccesary buildings.
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