Armored Might

No game this week, Don is out. I'm headed to Atlanta for a funeral. I have a 2100 pt tournament on the coast I am going to on the 13th of June (week and a half). I will be preping for that when I can. I would love to get some painting in, but I seem to have no time. I have a feeling that not much will get done until I'm in the new house.

On the flip side, I see a game of Spearhead in my future. I think for the campaign we are playing in, it makes a lot of sense for the fuel depo that Raziel failed to destroy has given Uglug the supplies necessary to get his motorpool started.

Captain Maltheas has a choice, he is outnumber, and outgunned. He only has a single demi-company to fight thousands or orks (there are always thousands of orks). He is trying to decide if he wants to hold his position to prevent the Orks from getting to the Mechanicus Research station, meet them in battle, or fall back and destroy the research station himself. If it wasn't for the local citizens on the planet he would simply leave and bonbard the area from planet, it is, after all, the only way to be sure. But he is an Angel of Perdition, sworn to protect the men and women of the Imperium.

Codicier Raziel

the sound of slugga rounds bounced off the rhino as Raziel landed hard on the earth, sinking up to his ankle in the thick mud of Larakus IV. The banner of the Fourth Company of the Angels of Perdition ripped in the wind. Even soaked with the waters of the rain and mud, the colors of the Angel of Nova Terra seemed to shimmer and catch the dying light.

"Good," Captain Maltheas said, his booming voice echoing through Raziel's earpiece, "I'm glad you made it. We have a problem. We magaed to but the Orks off from the main supply after the fall of Grendal Research station, but they seem to have been able to get a old refinery going up at the ruins of a mining station to the west. Resourceful bastard, I'll give him that."

Raziel was silent as the Captain through up a holo-display of the surrounding area, "If that fuel he is brining in gets back to their ship, he will be able to bring out his big guns, and I'm concerened I don't have the resources to deal with that here, especially with the fall of Grendal. For asking for our help these Mechanicus sure aren't doing much besides whining. Take Exeter, Maelin and senth squad that you already are attached to, and head up there. Sergeant Kaelix is already there with some recruits in position, and ready to move."

Maltheas only now stopped, flicking his holo-display off and turning his red glowing eyes of his power armor to Raziel. "Do you have any questions, Codicier."

"No, Master Maltheas. Find the orks fuel refinery, and destroy it."

"Good, may the Emperor and the Lion be with you. I will keep Uglug pinned here, while you move forward, with any luck, you can kill his Meks that have put the entire group together. Go with vengeance, brother codicier."

With that Maltheas nodded to his standard banner, and threw the great black blade of Affero Mortus over his shoulder and stepped into his Rhino, Angel Ascendant.

Raziel had a bad feeling about this....