Combead: "Negative. You won't outrun them. Frags into the trench before the orgrynn arives. Fire and movement to fall back from them. Focus your fire - 2 troopers on one ork. Overload or overcharge. Bunker and close fire on stragglers."
While trying to keep the troops effective she's already firing again - switching to single shots because because hitting something is better than nothing - just taking the time to brace on the trench
"Target is xenos artillery position, I will try and keep this channel open, but our position is under heavy attack."
'Phix will turn her attention back to the onrushing ork and try and take a shot.
, That's a pretty miss anyway.
Sub 1 for 5 gives me 18E Pen0 (Arm)
"Acknowledged Tech-Priest. Firing markers for incoming Airstrike."
The incredible sound of the battle disrupts Monia's concentration and the Ork she was trying to set in flame continues its wild charge.
Leni and Celephix both fire at the same Ork, Cel missing by a few inches, Leni's bolt striking home with precision, leaving a clearly visible hole in the left leg of one of the shooting Orks, slowing its advance significantly.
Simmins stubber continues to cause havoc in the lines of the Orks at the trenches. One Ork topples over from two heavy hits, to not rise again in the near future. Two more stray shots hit another Ork who is pushed back from the force of impacts but rises again a few seconds later.
Finally, Thud'dr - bleeding from several bullet holes - bellows a War cry of considerable force and charges towards the closest Ork, who is lit in witchfire and clubbing at a poor, young Private. The thunderous charge of the Ogryn batters two guardsmen out of his way before he hits the unsuspecting Ork with the full force of his enormous body and the blade of his ripper gun. The swing connects and rips an arm long part of the Orks chest open, splattering blood all over the young private and sends the Ork to the ground from the force of the impact.
Halfway to the ground, a high-powered lasbolt from Ashora rips through the opened wound, cooking the Orks intestines with lasfire, leaving a well-done Ork to Thud'drs feet.
One of the Ork who witnessed the Ohryns thunderous charge, yells joyfully and ignores the guardsmen he was fighting moments before to get to the Ogryn faster. "Oiiahhhrg! Ta big hummi knows how Ta fight! Boys leave me Ta big 'un, eh!" Several gutteral voices answer with laughter and screams of "Harhar, not a chance!"
Despite their overwhelming numbers the Ork make only small progress in pushing back the few guardsmen holding the line, slowly pushing them back but not able to keep up their momentum now that they are caught in the joy of melee.
The Ork who engaged Thud'dr so eagerly manages a hit on the big Ogryn but it misses the deadly force the Ogryn just displayed and the hit only manages to rattle the big bones.
The Orks walking beside the trenches keep pouring fire into the defenders in the back. Showering them with another volley of gunfire.
The fire from those Orks from the razor wire falls mostly short, a few shots landing at Simmins cover, but don't penetrate it. Three of the remaining Orks have crossed the wire now and start their charge towards the line – leaving two of their number behind.
Pen:2, E
The top hatch of Doombringer opens and Ren'Shaw helmeted head appears. He readies the top mounted heavy Stubber and starts to send a barrage of well-aimed shells at the Orks walking beside the trenches.
The force of the burst throws one of the Orks down into the trenchline, where he lands face first in the dirt a few feet behind the Ogryn.
Two lasbolts from guardsmen find their mark at another charging Ork, slowing his movement to a crawl and leaving pitch-black holes in it's chest.
Now properly braced Leni takes a moment to shout at the closest trooper to her while already aiming: "You're with me. Front ork through the razor wire."
The first ork dies in a bloody mess and the second doesn't even get through Thud's tough hide. The Ogryn roars and brings his ripper down on the new target while Notch goes for the legs.
Simmins ducks and covers to get away from the incoming fire with an audible swear, he swings his weapon around and sets it to aim at the threat from the South.
But this time the fire goes wide.
1 DoS
Pen 0, Flame, ooooohhhhh righteous fury!
Focusing her fury from the wounds shes suffering from these idiotic xenos, Monia singles out one of the brutes and unleashes otherworldly flames upon him, erupting from beneath his flesh.
"Tell me if any get too close and I'll try to push them back...." she says over her combead.
Theye're all too close! Notch snips over the bead as you hear bones implode in the background.
"Nothing I can do about you running into them willingly!" she snips back.
"Besides, you seem to be in...relatively...good hands."
If there was a witty retort it is drowned in the sounds of ork getting deaded.
Gonna play guardian angel and target the Orks in melee with guardsmen allies, same BS as before but with -20 for shooting into melee. Aiming at wounded xenos first to try to shave numbers down.
Celephix evaluates the battlefield, Thrud'r and Monia seem to be under heaviest fire, Celephix makes her way towards her, switching up to semi-auto to try and attract some fire. Sending some flashy las-bolts vaguely in the direction of the Orcs.
The young Private, Notch and the towering Ogryn manage to stop the majority of Orks, as the melee gets bogged down. The press of so many boodies, locked in a ferocious melee is incredible and - beside the Private - no participant even tries to evade the blows, strikes and brutal hits that are exchanged. Thud'drs Ripper gun crashes down at the closest Ork, with crushing force and a hideous sound. The Ork roars with defiance and throws himself at the larger creature - only to be caught mid-jump by a precisely aimed laser bolt from Ashora witch throws it to the ground, where it is trampled by the follow-up Orks.
In the middle of the pool of Orks eager to join the fight, one is suddenly lit in witchfire, causing the Ork to fall to his knees and is howling in pain.
A burst of fire from Simmins stubber goes wide and the team's medic only manages a glancing shot on one of the Orks, slightly slowing it's advance - to the frustration of the Xeno as it shouts and widely swings his blazing gun around. Celephix moves carefully through the trench, shooting some lasbolts that sadly miss her target by a couple of meters. She crosses half the distance between her and Monia with her movement and just passed Simmins position.
Again, the nerve-wrecking sound of incoming artillery fire gets audible - even the near deafening sound of the raging battle.
Artillery: Target = Middle of a thought line between street and bunker
The first artillery round lands only a few meters north of the bunker, shaking the already damaged building through like an earthquake. Large junks of the ceiling comes crashing down and showers of shrapnel's bounce off the concrete with zipping sounds. Muffled screams from the inside tells everyone close-by that at least one of the remaining guardsmen inside was caught by the falling debris - or worse. A billowing cloud of dust washes over all within 5m of the bunker (that's Leni) making sigh (and breath) an exercise all by itself.
The second round lands just beside the swirling melee - a few meters behind the trenchline. The one remaining Ork walking on that side of the trench is simply gone the next time you take a look. The Orks on the other side of the trenchline are showered with shrapnel's, the rear one is on the ground trying to get up with a large fragment deeply embedded in his foot.
The melee inside the trenchline continues to rage with unhindered madness - seemingly ignorant to the death that missed them by only a couple of meters. Although the earth is shaking under the explosion, the Orks keep their stand and keep their pressure on those few imperial soldiers holding them back from spilling into the trench like a green, deadly wave.
In their eager to get past the defenders, two Orks to the rear of the mob start to climb the trench, obviously trying to bypass the melee to get into a fight with those further back in the trenches.
The Orks pressing Thud'dr and the Private changes tactic as well, trying to wrestle them down, to allow their kin to pass. But Thud'drs mighty, enraged strength simply repels that attempt and the young private easily ducks away from that attempt.
Another Ork of the mob lobs a grenade towards Monia, which lands 4 meter behind her, endangering not only her but potentially Simmins and Celephix as well!
But not enough with that! The other Ork who was walking beside the trenches and who was not hit from shrapnel's now charges Monia with a wild run along the trench followed by jump from atop the trench. The force of the attack is brutal, and may prove fatal in her already bloodied state!
I, Primitive(8)
Two burst from soldiers stationed in the second trenchline miss the very same Ork, eager to not hit the psyker - but not able to hit the Ork as well.
The young Private beside Thud'dr manages a quick stab at the Ork, but the Xeno is only grunting at the small cut on his leg.
A long burst of stubber fire from Doombring tries to suppresses the Orks coming from the razor wire, even hitting two of the Orks with the hail of fire. Two Orks cower below the burst of fire, their advance slowed considerably, the other two try to press on. Both get shot, one of them suffers a severe wound to the leg and falls to the ground with a mangled leg. Only one advances quickly through the firestorm, crossing about a third of the distance to the trenchline - their return fire falling short again.
Leni coughs from the sudden onrush of dust. Realizing she lost valuable seconds she decides to fire without lining up properly. Quickly targeting the foremost ork coming form the razor wire she loses a single Shot which burns its left arm
Thud swings again, but the strike misses and carves a huge gash in the wall of the trench.
Celephix attempts to grab the grenade and hurl it back to the Ork side of the trench (not a specific target, just over that side and as far away from us as I can, if something's there it's a bonus).
Celephix is able to pick up and throw away the heavy grenade to a safe distance.
Thud's strike cleaves straight through the wall of the trench and impacts the filthy xenos just as he thinks he's safe!
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Simmins fires at the orks clambering over the edge that are in his rebraced stubbers' sight.
That was a damn fine throw Cel! he shouts as his fire rakes over the orks to the south.
Spitting out a stream of profanities Ashora ejects the spent power cell and hurriedly slams a new one into place. Her first instinct is to snap off a shot at the xeno menacing the psyker woman--but her squadmates couldn't afford for her to miss, and a hasty sniper is a dead sniper. She takes a breath and aims.
"Many thanks for dispatching the explosive Tech-Pri-" and is interrupted by a charging Ork that slipped past them but blocks his clumsy swing, if barely, in her injured state and attempts to push him back with her psychic might.
But is unsuccessful due to the Ork frazzling her and breaking her concentration but takes a guarded stance to try and ward off the orks next blow(s).
The new heavy gunner of the squad unleashes a fearsome salvo from his heavy stubber - seemingly every bullet finds its mark, ripping the already wounded Ork to bloody ribbons with the first shoot. His next target, the Ork who just barely climbed the side of the trench, takes the brunt of the salvo. Five hits are necessary to put the creature down on his knees and the last hit penetrate its abdomen and the guts of the creature begins to splatter on the ground before it.
Celephixs quick reaction saves the inperials from an orkish grenade by throwing it back the way it came. The explosive goes off a few meter behind the Ork mob trying to pass Thud'dr showering their backs with shrapnel's.
The Ork which is still lit with witchfire is caught by a shrapnel in the chest and simply toppels over, the fire consuming its body quickly, and another one yells in pain as it is hit in the leg.
The yell is overshadowed by the grunting of the Ork currently engaged with Thud'dr. A hard hit from the frenzied Ogryn catches the Xeno square on the chest. The force if the attack should have been enough to break every bone in a human body, but the Xeno remain upright and prepares a retaliation attack.
Leni continues her fire on the Orks closing in from the west, causing a small smoldering line in the skin of the foremost Ork. Ashora dramatically reloads her rifle cursing the bad timing.
The melee fight rages on, Thud'dr, Monia are both hit by a glancing blow and are even more lucky as the furious backhand attack of their respective Orks miss them by a few inches. The young Private beside Thud'dr dodges two orkish attacks like a weasel. Another Xeno has climbed the trench - on the opposite side of Simmins onslaught and charges into the second trenchline were he surprises and quickly puts down a guardsmen feverishly trying to prepare his bayonet. His death cry echos through the second trench only a few seconds later...
The fire coming from the razorwire Orks is ... off as usual.
The privates return stroke misses the Ork he was aiming for, but the supressive fire coming from Doombringer continues to ravage the approaching Orks, scoring two hits. The Orks cover from the torrent of fire, only the foremost Ork tries to wade through it, one stubber round hits his leg, throwing it to the ground with a severe wound. Nevertheless it stands up again, obviously eager to continue its charge towards the Imperial line...
Back in the second trenchline, a lasgun opens up at semi auto on maximum setting.
Team vox: "OH EMPEROR NO! GET OFF HER YOU DAMN THING! 2ND TRENCH BREACHED! ONE DOWN!"
You notice a couple of bright red lights flaring up over the far-off hilltop were you expect the ork artillery to be.
Those lights look like signal rockets of some kind. But instead of going straight up, these flares are slowly falling to the ground...
You hear a distant humming of some kind.
Narrowly focused on her shot, Ashora just has to trust that everyone else can handle their business while she handles hers. Sighting down her scope she targets Monia's opponent.
Total 22E Pen2 (Head) +
"Uh guys we've got flares in the xenos hills, hoping that's for target acquisition."
Another perfectly aimed shot partly melts the face of the Ork attacking Monia - not a pretty sight - at all! But effective!
The movements of the Ork become sluggish and uncontrolled. No wonder - it is difficult to fight, with two completely burned eyes after all!
-
Thud is offended that the ork failed to fall. He lodges his displeasure in writing and delivers it via the business end of his Ripper.
Bead: "Phix, Doombringer is right behind us. Position marker using prometheum asap. Second trench man up. You'll have support in a second and 2 lasguns to melt its f~!&ing face off. Get it done."
Meanwhile she keeps shooting like the good guardswoman she is. Same target as before: foremost razor wire ork.
Not dead, yet.
"GRAGH! FOUL ORK!"
"Leni, once we're clear I'll be requiring some GH! so-some assistance, this ork clipped me good."
Simmins shifts focus to the chaos of the trench and carefully squeezes the trigger to try and avoid hitting his comradea
Of course that just results in him missing everything.
Dammnit!
The battle gets bloodier as the melee with the Orks rages on. Thud'dr and Monia both suffer from grave injuries, especially Monia looks bad, her blood pours out from a huge chest wound and her movements are getting slower and somewhat sluggish.
Not so her mind, which sends a small stone flying at the attacking Ork at high velocity, catching the blinded Orks arm - ripping away it's hideous weapon with a sickening sound. The arm dangles at it's side - semingly useless! The Ork stumbles back, howling in pain and rage - a stubber salvo from Simmins flies over its head, sadly missing the Xeno by a feet.
Thud'drs rage is deep and bottomless and he simply ignores the new wound the Ork dealt him and continues to batter the Xeno with the blade of his huge gun. This bashing hit from the ebraged Ogryn leaves the Ork in a really bad shape. With a sharp 'knark' a splintered bone fragment penetrated the left arm of the Ork, leaving it's arm dangling useless at it's side, huge amounts of blood pouring down it's side.
Leni's stubborn fire finally starts to wear down the front Ork coming from the razor wire. As it just tries to stand up from the previous hit from Doombringer's stubber fire, her lasbolt throws the Xeno back to the ground with a small torched hole in it's chest.
Celephix climbs the side of the trench and sets fire to the small pool of Promethium right beside Doombringer with a shoot from her lasgun. The flamable liquid immediatly starts to lit up, sending a huge black cloud into the air and filling it with the unique smell of burning Promethium ...
Thud'drs enemy still keeps himself up, trying to hit the Ogryn with the fist of his good hand, failing miserably. Not so the two other Orks ganging up on the young private - who is slaughtered by the two enraged Orks with a series of four hits. The sheer brutality and relentlessly of the attack renders the poor soldier into nothing but strips of gore and blood, drenching a 4m area in his blood and intestines that make the ground hideously slippery!
Two of the three remaining Orks in the first trench immediatly slip and fall to the ground, now thoroughly drenched in the blood of their last victim!
The Ork that breached the second trench, charges the next enemy, but it's wild swing does not connect this time though.
A lucky shot from the pinned Orks near the razor wire manages a hit on Leni's cover - luckily the small arm projectile is not able to penetrate her sandbag-cover.
Monia's (blinded, disarmed, mangled) enemy is waving around with his hand gun, firing widely around without hitting anything whatsoever...
The return stroke of the attacked soldier of the second trench also goes wide, the hand of the somewhat grizzled man shaking with fear...
Ren'Shaw continues his supressive fire - but without managing another hit.
Leni steals a glance at Monias fight and takes a moment before deciding what to do.
Leni runs over to Monia, not even bothering to store her Lasgun properly, just letting it get dragged along by the sling. She pulls the field-suture from the medkit while walking and gets to work on stopping the bleeding
Leni grabs her gun and runs towards Monia, stopping just before the melee, flicking the Lasgun into overload and firing a half burst into the orks face
Thud slips on the entails and falls flat on his back. Unfortunately, the conditions cause his swing to miss by a hair.
"Oh s*~!, our Ogryn's down!" Ashora turns her focus to the cluster of xenos swarming Notch and Thud. Keeping her longlas on overload, she fires.
Sub that "1" for "6" so 21E Pen0
Worry over hitting his fellow soldiers results in Simmins firing wildly again.
Suddenly the vox blares up to life again, but on another channel. It is a general-purpose, short-range imperial broadcast channel.
"Imperials at position Theta-12 for flight Delta-8-4, do you copy?
We see heavy smoke from your position. Are you still there?
Reply on this channel or your position will be considered lost."
Flinching at the spray of bullets that the Ork shoots out with his pistol, Monia is thankful that the lumbering brute was unable to retaliate and attempts to finish it off.
Impact, Pen 2 Damage.
"Fah! Khrg! D- Just die! Xenos Scum!"she shouts through grit teeth as she unleashes her psychic bolt doing her best to stay standing on a very shaky leg.
Celephix shouts back the radio "Smoke is our position, we are not lost", as she rushes the Ork engaged with Monia, Mechadedrites flailing madly to make her look like more a threat.
After a rapid answer, Celephix quickly steps down the trench again and charges the Ork which causes Monia so much trouble and pain. Her heavy mechanical limb comes crashing down against the body of the greenskin at the same moment as Monias telekinetic attack strikes again.
I, Pen:0
The force of both attacks send the Ork flying - 4 meter! Where it crashes down to not stand back up.
A moment later Leni comes rushing, applying bandages and various kind of sprays at the huge bleeding wound of Monia and is quickly able to stop the bleeding.
The enraged Ogryn stands back up after slipping in the blood of his former comrade, clubbing mercilessly at the still downed Ork to his feet. This time, the crushing force of his ripper gun is enough to stopp the movements of the Ork for good. Another down, 2 remain!
The Ork who remained balance in all that gore, is hit by a precision lasbolt from Ashora, which burns away most of ... what passes for hair on Orks but the greenskins presses on! Simmons stubber fire flies overhead again - the new guy really does not take any chance with friendly fire it seems!
The shrill shrieking sound of falling artillery rips deep into your ears again as another volley of artillery grenades falls down onto your position...
Pen:3
Pen:0
This time one of the incoming grenades falls close.... TOO CLOSE!!!
It crashes down less than 10 meters northwest of the group around Monia and about as much from Simmins right on the edge of the trench.
If it was fearsome before ... Now its simply terrifying! Nothing could have prepared you for this. The solid wall of heat that rushes through the trench ... The myriad zipp, zipp of small metal fragments passing you at supersonic speed. The earthquake like rocking earth under you. The fact that you are lying face first in the mud, although you cannot remember dropping prone in the first place ...
All together is an experience no one of you will likely forget...
Simmins feels an impact against his back as the rolling flames wash over him but he feels mostly good.
Ashora is saved by a quick drop into the second trench and the raging Ogryn simply doesn't give a s~~+ - and has the luck of fools as multiple shrapnel's pass his big head. The right of fools is also with the two remaining Orks as they charge the Ogryn despite the danger. Luckily both their slashes go wide. One is shouting something in his guteral language: "Harharhar, tose dumb Grox 'ot em gutt now, harharhar!"
The guardsmen in the second row takes a deep cut from the Ork but somehow keeps his feet - but turns tail and runs for it!
Two of the three Orks coming from the razorwire stand back up and continue their run towards the trench, both firing an amazingly accurate burst at Doombringer's gunner, scoring two hits - but he keeps up his fire nevertheless!
The Ork charge is stopped by the renewed fire from Doombringer as the Orks dive to the ground again. All three remaining Orks are now close together - having passed 1/3 of the distance to the trench.
Simmins cowers in the mud, convinced that the shrapnel and the fire are going to cause the trench to collapse on him. Face down he starts mumbling a litany of protection to the emperor into the dark sludge at the bottom of the trench.
Lucky though he may be, having an artillery round land that close messes with ones orientation no matter what. Thud's swing is clumsy as the overpressure wave plays havoc with his inner ear for a moment.
Simmins covers under his stubber, convinced that the shrapnel and the fire are going to cause the trench to collapse on him. Face pressed into the muzzle of his heavy weapon Simmins tries to keep it on the madness south of him as he mumbles a protection of litany to the emperor.
As fast as she instinctually hit the floor (or was thrown to it), Monia regains her witts and stands back up on shaky legs muttering " The Emperor Protects...." under her breath, using her staff as support. Seeing that none of her squad mates have been injured by the artillery she grits her teeth and focuses her minds eye and goes back to slaying Orks; the job not being done just yet.
Having been saved by the squad, she attempts to return the favor with Thud'dr.
Breath Leech: 3d10 radius and everyone inside is short of breath; no runs or charges.
Meter Radius from Monia.
But as she calls upon the warp a frigid and wholly unnatural gale sweeps through the vicinity leaving her breathless with her concentration broken and unable to aid Thud.
Leni suddenly finds herself on her back again after just having patched up Monia. Looking at her and and seeing she's fine Leni gets back to work ordering everyone around "Phix redo that vox message and make sure you're transmitting and on the right channel - as soon as you can. And rig something to relay that vox to our combeads once this is over"
Instead of wasting time getting up she just rolls onto her front and aims for the orks still with Thud.
But her shot goes wide as she swerves to the side to avoid thud
As the earth finishes its violent churning Ashora clambers back up the side of the trench, convinced that half her squad was gone...
"Holy s$$&, the God-Emperor loves us." Malchior whispers in awe as the others can be seen picking themselves to their feet.
"Even the Ogryn is alright!" the sniper agrees, before taking aim at the xenos menacing him.