The two groups of Orks you can see, continue their quick rush towards the scattered squad,
closing the gap way to quickly for your liking.
The first two already charge at Anatoly, clubbing down at him with their sharpened choppers.
Both swings are life-threatening and Anatoly is hard pressed to keep his head on his shoulders.
, Pen:2, Tearing (sub DoS for dmg -> 13, Pen 2)
, Pen:2, Tearing (10, Pen 2)
Two more Kommandos emerge out of the dust and smoke to the front-right of the Chimera in full sprint. One has
bundle of grenades in his hands, the other wields a giant axe-like Chopper. They will be on you in moments!
"Dammit, Headache, help the Cogboy.
Don't want to know what Margret will do to us if we let her lover die!
Everyone else, roast those two - grenade-wielder first!"
Brazer follows his actions with a quick step around the edge of the chimera, opening up with his combat
shotgun at the closing Orks.
, Proven(3), Blast(1), Pen: 0
The series of shotgun shots fill the air between the approaching Orks with deadly pellets, hitting both Orks,
drawing blood.
Headache grunts and hisses as the gets back up from the ground and rushes to Anatoly's side, evening the odds
against the two Kommandos.
Finally the Chimeras turret turns around targeting the two rushing Orks on the right flank, housing them with
las-fire ...
... the volley goes wide, but one beam ...
... nearly hits the left Ork, but again the Ork side-steps the attack
with ease!
With two heavy footfalls, Longleg turns around to face the charging Orks, sending over a stream of multilaser
fire as well.
But boy is the salvo off target. It would be funny if the situation is not that dire...
As the world returns from the bright white noise to its normal, dark colors the Commissar only takes a second to remember the Image of the Kommandos. Seeing the two Orks in front of him engaged with the Enginseer as he opens his eyes.
Yeah, dropping an Ork of the size of those two is not gonna happen in one salvo. Better improve his chance of survival - and everyone elses - before anouncing myself with a bright red beam
The activates his vox, speaking quietly but turning up the send volume to be heard over shooting thats starting
"Googles! And get Margret to a decent firing distance. Supression fire form the ports!"
With that said he pulls his own preysense googles over his eyes and rolls a smoke grenade towards the feet of the Enginseer and the Orks.
And now we can sear their ugly green faces off with much less hurry
Bolus moves in front of the guardsman in front of him and lets loose with a spray of flame that envelopes the kommando closest to them while avoiding everything else he can see
Vox to command what has happened here! Bolus shouts If we die this day then we will let the rest of our comrades know of this foul trap!
MacGuyver needs to lift the gate a few feet in order to reverse and it takes precious seconds to do so...
The fiery burst catches one of the Kommandos on the false foot, burning away some of his purple coloring but otherwise the Ork remains mostly ignorant to the damage, waving away the flaming-sticky promethium from his thick hide.
The other Ork jumps out of the area of the flames with another quick step.
Though he was ready to evade the attacks, Anatoly is unable to duck out of the way of the combined attacks of the Ork Kommandos.
Though he is hurt by the attacks, Anatoly is not disabled. When the smoke grenade goes off around him, he takes advantage of the opportunity and disengages from melee.
Seeing the smoke grenades go off around the Enginseer, Aurius pulls down his goggles as he takes aim and fires at the Ork Bolus attempted to set aflame with his Hellgun.
Pen 7 Energy Damage
Pen 7 Energy Damage
A solid blow to the leg sends currents of agony coursing through the target. The target suffers 1 level of
Fatigue and reduces his Movement by half (rounding up) for 1d10 Rounds. The Target is knocked Prone.
Liam flicks the setting on the gun to semi auto, takes careful aim and blasts away at the nearest of the filthy xenos.
One of the Commandos (once) engaged with Anatoly, now hits smoke - obviously thinking that the eenginseer is still there.
The other takes a wild swing at 'Headache'...
... but it goes wide!
The other two on the right side continue their charge, one goes down after suffering a severe leg shot from the Storm Trooper, the other continues until getting caught in the blizzard from Liams hard-wired lasgun.
Opening up the wounds from the multilaser, the Ork is finnaly put down - only one step in front of Margret.
Putting up your goggles, you detect two weak heat-signatures at the very edge of the smoke-screen on your right flank. The others are probably still too deep inside to be picked up.
And now lets see how you like being the one getting abushed
The Commissar gets up and flicks a shot at the closest ork, flicking to semi-auto for once - the shot is so easy it should not be wasted here
The Ork Aurius downed, was just getting up again, when Lind follows up with two well-placed shots from his hellpistol through the chest of the Ork.
The pain causes the Ork to tobble over again, screaming profanities as it does so.
"Arghlll, Snogglingfartingbastard!
We'a ou?!
Me kill ya, rippin out da pinky-snakes off yer chest!"
The swirling forms of Orks and 'Headache' are mercifully hidden by the smoke. A faint zzt, zzzt, zzzt
can be heard over the battlefield noise - or maybe your imigaination is playing you, no way to tell.
Brazer steps back slowly and carefully, his gun trained forward, until his back is pressed against the armored
hide of the Chimera.
"Good thinking Commisssar.
My men aren't equipped with your playtoys though.
Slow and steady retreat. Try to pull them out in the open.
We have weapon superiority, their strenght lies in surprise.
If we deny them their way of fighting, we should do just fine, eh?"
The Sentinel replies by taking a couple of steps back - without turning - and sending a long burst of lasgun
fire into the smoke cloud at the edge of the left flank.
"Two contacts to the left.
Auspex returns are not clear enough for pinpoint shooting.
Trying to suppress..."
The Commissar bites his lip to stifle his rage, mercyfuly hidden in the smoke from the others. Using the pain to focus on keeping his voice low so only the voxbead picks it up he speaks: "This is regimental standard gear. If you have not been issued any I will have the quartermasters head on a stick once we return."
"Alright then, keep your guys at a distance but support us. Serenus first, use the smoke. Don't seek out close combat but help their cc guy, he's as blind as the orks now."
Macguyver waits as long as he can then he throws the chimera into reverse and starts to open the distance between him and the unknown. His finger doesn't leave the trigger.
As Anatoly gets clear of the melee, even as his attention seems focused on evading the attacks of the Orks, his ballistic mechadendrite twitches and a las bolt streaks back into the smoke at the Orks there.
Anatoly scans the area with the auspex, trying to find the targets so the others will know where to shoot.
Taking a deep breath as the device returns no data, Anatoly mutters a quick prayer to the spirit of the scanner and tries again.
Linking the auspex data to the vox-net, Anatoly sends updated targeting to Long-Leg and Margret and those of the two squads that can receive it.
No clear shots, pity, I seem to be in the "zone" at the moment.
Despite being used to acing anything the tries, Liam finds that the shooting he just did DOES affect him.
The fact that it's a skill he seem to need to work at thrills him.
And for a moment he considers putting into for another re-training when they get back to base.
Bolus continues to spread flame over the one Ork that is in front of him.
The stream of liquid flames from Bolus flame washes over the downed Ork, burning its wreaked body until it finally stops twitching.
"Nothing to wake a guardsman up like the smell of burning xenos..." and he switches his aim to the other orkoid blob that is found within the obfuscating cloud of smoke making sure to pass over and ignore the cold spot with some warm patches that is most likely the Enginseer and his metal body.
Unluckily for him, his aim was slightly off due to the haziness of the shapes outline making it appear larger in certain areas than it seems and his shots go wide.
The imperials get back oput of the smoke sover, carefully retreating to open up the field of fire for their guns, but no Orks seems to follow.
Anatoly is able to get the Auspex working and linked to the vehicles.
The orkish life signs mill around in the dust until ...
+++ NPC actions +++
The melee between 'Headache' and the two Orks still rages. The knife-guy clearly gives the Orks a hard time, dodging and parrying their attacks with blindingly fast movement.
On the other hand he does not seem to land any hits of his own, so the battle stalls to a grind.
Ensign Brazer boards the Chimera over the side armor, taking up position at the pintle mount as well as taking up a better view over the battlefield, muttering a quick transmission over the combead.
"'Headache' withdraw!
If you can still hear me that is..."
But no reply comes nor a trace of a retreating soldier.
The Sentinel sends two streams of lasfire into the smoke, using the precise information from the auspex for targeting... and a moment later one lifesign vanishes from the auspex, the other gets considerably weaker but retreats deeper into the fog, out of auspex range before long.
The turret of Margret remains still but tracks the movements of the close-by melee fight.
Suddenly the auspex shows a thick group of contacts rushing through the center of the smoke.
They coming straight for you in a wild stampede!
One more guy to bail out before I get to scram, at least I have another Smoke
if things turn bad
The Commissar crouches down and braces to fire into the melee without killing
our guy.
Aiming at Headaches Opponents - discerning them by the size difference between an ork and a human shouldn't be a problem
Oh for the love of..
Seeing the big Cluster in the center of the smoke the Commissar uses his crouched position as a running start and dashes towards the edge of the big black smoke cloud - flanking around the group of Orks going up the middle.
Vox: "Use the chimeras speed to keep your distance and widdle them down."
MacGuyver backs up a ways, then lowers his blade and pushes up a mound of dirt in front of him to provide some cover from the inevitable frontal attack (especially for his tracks), but not high enough to block any of the chimera's weaponry.
Upon hearing the commissar's orders Macguyver lifts his blade back up and starts reversing again.
**Round One**
Bolus moves around to flame the ork he can see fighting Headache without catching Headache in the flame.
Retreat brave guardsman! Do not play the filthy Xenos at their game. The commissar wishes us to force the beasts out of their smoky lair so we may cleanse them under the gaze of the Emperor!
Seeing the lone guardsman bravely attempt to slay his orkoid foe in close combat - something the primer DOES NOT recommend, Aurius will attempt to get onto the Chimera to give himself a better vantage point to get some shots off as well as give him a better line of sight onto whatever else may come their way.
As the chimera starts to move beneath him, Aurius quickly gets as low onto the surface as he can to shift his center of Gravity so that he doesnt fall off and possibly get crushed by the APC.
Having more or less hit the deck on the Chimera due to its movement and no longer being able to look down and onto the melee, Aurius will instead do his best to cover his CO's back as he tries to save the foolish guardsman and/or retreat back to the Chimera.
MacVyger creates a nice, breast-high heap of earth using the chimeras bulldozer blade, before throwing in the reverse while the Commissar is taking potshots into the melee, scoring two nice hits and missing only once. The second shot pierces the leg of the Kommando, causing that leg to go limb and it's movement to become sluggy and slow.
Bolus, calling out a warning at the stubbornly fighting soldier with too many knives, lifts his flamer and waits for an opening ...
As 'Headache' takes a small star-step, he thought the moment has come and fires a cone of fire over the melee...
... catching the well-and-truly stubborn soldier who just took a step back into the cone and the wounded Ork well inside the area, while the second Kommando jumps out of the spray with an agile roll to the side, causing him to loose orientation in the thick smoke, waving around his blade in vain.
Both 'Headache' and the Ork are bright ablaze after the attack. The Kommando, well past anything that might pass as 'good health', turns and tries to run away from the pain (and stubborn human before him) but meets his end as 'Headache' trusts one of his knifes in the spine of the Ork with a sickening, crunching sound.
His enemy dead, the other out of his sight, the trooper finally falls to the ground, emitting an unhuman scream - as if noticing just now, that he is burning brightly...
It takes him another couple of seconds, rolling frenetically around to put out the flames by himself, leaving him well-done, his uniform even more torn and burned than before in addition to utterly hairless.
Bolus grunts and mutters Foolish man! before calling out Commissar! Help me drag him back to safety.
With the help of the Commissar and the crispy soldier, Bolus manages to get everyone back to the earth wall MacVyger so thoughtfully provided.
Humming a litany to himself Bolus readies an action to spray as many orks as possible that charge into the cone of his spray.
Was that...Frenzon?
Figuring his skills might be more valuable in taking care of the "toasty" trooper, Liam grabs his med-kit and gets to work.
Anatoly swiftly adjusts the firing mode of the lasgun to its overload mode and tries to keep pace with the Chimera. He fires short bursts at the Orks that he can still see on the the Auspex, that perhaps others might not be able to acquire.
Anatoly's voice comes over the vox-net a little tight with tension, <<Orks rush our position in tight group. Follow vector of shots.>> After speaking, and a brief pause to allow others to understand, Anatoly fires a short burst into the smoke once more.
The Commissar grumbles without activating the vox as he dashes over to the Priest with the downed Trooper. "Safety is NOT towards the chimera. Follow me further in. Towards the flank of the large cloud."
With that the Commissar leads Bolus further inside the cloud and towards the edges.
Liam scrambles out of the top hatch of the Chimera, jumping of the apc and runs over to the crispy trooper just as the Commissar and Bolus leave the cover and vanish into the smoke cloud.
But it proves difficult to treat a patient that just wants to get back into a bloody melee with Orks and is highly uncooperative.
You would probably have to wrestle him down first before applying proper first aid.
You can roll an opposed ST test to do so.
Meanwhile, Anatoly steps back step after step, spraying lasfire into the smoke, using his Auspex to target the remaining ork from the melee, scoring several hits, but the lifesigns doe not vanish, actually the ork seems to stumble forward, using the attacks as a way to orientate himself!
While Liam still tries to pacify the crispy trooper, he reflexively duck low as a long, powerful stream of burning promethium is sent over them.
This is not the comparatively small stream he is quite accustomed to from Bolus hand-held flamer.
Nooo.
This is a solid 30m jet of burning hell coming from Margret, passing overhead by no more than two meter. The heat is intense and robs your breath for one or two moments, but MacVyger has aimed well, and no actual damage is inflicted on the two troopers.
Caught in the hellstorm the lone Ork burns - but whether is he breaking, nor does he die! Those with goggles on him, will see him drop to the ground and put out the flames by slapping his burning body parts against the ground repeatedly.
Then the relative peace is over, and the Orkish warcry echoes from within the cloud that penetrates your very souls.
Anatoly warns the squad from the approaching doom and sends tracer fire into the front ranks, knocking one down, which is quickly left behind by the others.
The mad charge brings the Orks nearly out of the smoke, the first charging, madly grinning Orks already emerged on the right flank. They are fast!
The charge is greeted by a hailstorm of lasfire from the two multilasers of Margret and Longleg, using their auspexes and Anatolies tracer fire for great effect, scoring hit after hit on the onrushing ranks, slowing their advance noticeably.
Your new CO tries to join in with the Stubber, but the gun jams after the very first round with an audible *crack* causing along stream of selected swearing.
"Oh damn you frikkin box of rotten screws wielded together by a blind grox in a backwater world full of xeno piss!
Your a stubber, you should work for everyone, argh!"
--> one down
--> one down
--> one down
--> yellow down
The crossfire of the two heavy weapons, that are designed for this very task, take a terrible toll of the charging brutes.
One group of two near the center of the mob ceases to exits, eradicated and vaporized by the energy that washes them away.
The last shot of the salvo, finally ends the suffering of the burning Ork that once was in melee with the squads CC expert (read: madman).
What remains is the biggest lifesign of the mob and the two-ork grp at the right flank and a lone signal to the back, limping after the others.
Seeing the lesser Orks wither beneath the concentrated Las fire and gouts of promethium, Aurius will instead take aim at the biggest of the bunch: their leader if he remembered his Orkoid hierarchy correctly.
Energy Damage, Pen 7
Liams analytical mind quickly makes a summary of his situation.
A: He is trying to treat a patient that is berserk, either naturally or chemically. He would need to wrestle him down (and in the current stage the patient is likely to be a lot stronger), the patient wants to get back into the fighting, AND they are under fire.
After a moment, he comes up with the following solution.
B: No, hell no, all the hell no's he has in him at the moment in fact.
Instead he moves to the closest cover.
Anatoly's head snaps around at the sound of the misfire. Though none can see it, the displeased narrowing of his eyes can be heard in his voice, <<With your permission I will handle misfire, sir. Prepare to fire again.>> He does not actually wait for permission, simply fetching the stubber a solid thump with his manipulator mechadendrite, <<By Omnissiah's name, you will not fail us this day.>> A quick burst of binary chatter, and there is an audible ka-chunk from the weapon. It cycles a somewhat mangled shell out of the chamber, and a new one settles neatly into position. <<That should do job, sir.>>
Even as the heavy stubber is cycling its fresh shell, Anatoly is lining up his next shot. Aiming at the larger ork, he squeezes the trigger as he was taught during the hated 'basic training', but the las bolt goes wide.
MacVyger expertly sends another stream of hellfire over the heads of his comrades at the orc leader!
Unless ordered differently Bolus will step to the side of the Commissar and flame the large ork!
"This is not going to plan. Let's have Trooper Gerring help us out. The weapon, please."
Taking the Melta from Bolus the Commissar wastes no time - letting the thing get too far for a shot from his untrained hands - he simply points it roughly in the direction of the largest ork heat signature rushing past them and pulls the trigger.
BS 37
Not trained: -20
Point blank: +30
vs 47