Planet: Fungus Sector: Gorka factory city Relevance: Destory their heavy industry capacity. Force: XVIII° imperial PANZER blitzkrieg army and III° Legio Metalica Titan Legion. Danger Level: High. Ambush fail. Lost number superiority.
“The most merciful thing in the world, I think, is the inability of the human mind to correlate all its contents... some day the piecing together of dissociated knowledge will open up such terrifying vistas of reality, and of our frightful position therein, that we shall either go mad from the revelation or flee from the light into the peace and safety of a new Dark Age.” H.P. Lovecraft, The Call of Cthulhu - 926M2.Holy-TERRA
<<we should move now! The Twelfth Army is weak. What are we waiting for?>> <<don't rush it, you'll get your reward: future despot of Istanor VII°. The Alaitoc Eldar are on our trail. They will try to stop us, now they are close, very close, and they will strike soon. We must do nothing, only wait for the inevitable imperial retaliation. The road to power will be adorned by the corpses of our enemies, when I will put on your head the crown of power and chaos knowledge.>>
OST - BSO The Name Of The Rose. Track 1- Main Title
<< I'm born to Lose, but I Live to Win. Ah! Gimme mine cigar, commissar Nelson! Ok, "boyz"! We are the XVIII° blitzkrieg panzer regiment... and we're gonna kick your ass! >> General Aristoteles Daikun. XVIII° panzer blitzkrieg regiment, XII° imperial army. Gorka. Ork Planet Fungus.
<< And here we come: a company of leman russ, several Shadowswords, two warlord titans, artillery, hundreds of soldiers and the best of my shock troops. Billions of imperial pounds spent just to turn on the engines of our space fleet... when a hundred marines, with a coup, would have accomplished this mission without batting an eyelid. A thousand marines per thousand chapters, about one million "men" .... ha! ha! One, roughly, for every planet in our beloved empire, commissar Nelson. If the army of Damat was here with us, the siege was just over. >>
<< What is missing today in our numbers, Sir General, fill up with your unshakable faith in the God Emperor. One thing is certain, we will investigate how the orcs had knew about our attack. The surprise effect is half victory, and here today ... cofh! cofgh! Your damn' cigar! today... it went up in smoke. >>
<< With all due respect, Sir General, you are a living contradiction. Your rhetoric against war, you would do well to whisper it more silently, if it came to the Governor Minos III°'s ears, he should ask your dismissal at Alexander Ross. Or even worse, you could end up prosecuted by Lord Inquisitor Malachia Von Fundesberg in person. >>
<< You see, dear Nelson, my superiors leave me squawking what I want for the simple reason that I'm irreplaceable in this damn border, forgotten even by our beloved God-Emperor too, and they know it very well. I have fought many battles, many wars, but until now there have been few "right", maybe even one. War is a shit! Behind those freshmen there are faces, men, families, mothers. You know very well where you can insert your useless rhetoric of political officer with me. Nevertheless, it's better fight them here, that on our planets, I will never forget the siege of forge-city Mariman on Saidon-Kai. God damn it! You see this bullet splattered on my armor? It look like an imperial pound: missing only the eagle symbol. Here, this is the money, the reward of a soldier. >>
OST - Come Along and Ride This Train Johnny Cash with Lyrics
<< Bullshit! Guys! Now I want you, hard nuts, on those ork walls! We need to bring home at least a couple of medals, I want to see on my rearview mirror, when we leave, the battlewagon factory and that Mega Gargant in a flames triumph! They'll illuminate our way back! Come on! That in less than twenty four hours we'll be between the arms of the most beautiful Abeldar's girls... and the old Molly: is mine! Ok? >> << Hum, I must admit that sometimes have more effect on our men your embarrassing promises, that the right imperial propaganda. Ha! Ha! Keep it up, maybe one day we will read it in the military academy's books, but I don't think so. Sir General, pardon me, If you do not mind I give up, my wife could take it badly.>>
OST - AC/DC-Let There Be Rock
A huge roar anticipates few seconds an equally huge detonation among the ranks of the approaching stormtroopers, but fortunately only few soldiers rest to the ground. The warlord titans, as two powerful rams, moving in "double move" meet the walls, unleashing a storm of volcano cannons, Melta cannon and plasma cannon; but it's the last shot of the shadowsword company to crash the watch-tower to the ground, opening another breach in the walls. The D-hour is taken! All the imperial army began the assault operation.
The ork's retaliation arrive quickly, numerous heavy artillery, stationed on the west retaining wall, unleash a massive barrage fire upon the Warlord Titan Justitia solemni, its void shield quickly collapse, and a successful hit of soopa Lifta Droppa literally rips the turbolaser destructor knocking him to the ground. However, the Titan still holds. Seeing his higher in difficulty, the warlord Titan Ira Canentes advances, making "shield" of itself against enemy fire, protecting the legate. A blitz brigade advances lurking near the ruined walls, adding their firepower to the orkly massified barrage. One after another, the last two Shadowsword collapse: the first explode on the left side, while the second is beheaded of the powerful volcano cannon, forcing the crew to a stampede out from the fire out of control.
Every single meter to Gorka is paid in blood, but the Commissars and the commanders push the army ever forward, in a scheme complicated as coordinated, according to the tight directives of General Daikun. The strategic objective is clear, open the breach, the bulk of the imperial army will run in as soon as possible over the frontal ork fixed artillery's line of sight, and then proceed, in the shadow of the mighty Titans, towards the three objectives to destroy, first of all: the tank factory.
The first infantry mechanized detachment, the ninth, advances toward the gates of Gorka, followed by the leman russ company, a Warhound titan and an titan legion auxiliary field gun battery. A massive fire against the ork's battlewagons which are forced to retreat, abandoning their heavy weapons in flames. But the ork's firepower is not yet exhausted. The heavy bombardment from the Big-boss fortress literally sweep away the entire ninth infantry mechanized detachment. Destroyed in an apocalypse of fire; also damaging the adjacent detachments. The Warhound titan Fulment II° suddenly become the target of a powerful barrage, his armored structure doesn't stand the shock: The last cannon shot, breaking through his weapon system and part of the carapace unbalance the titan that finally crashes to the ground in a column of black smoke.
The sight of the first line annihilation throws panic among the incoming imperial army, the soldiers falter, so great is the horror of a terrible and sure death. Daikun, however, don't hesitate a moment, activating the vox device on all channels, after a large puff of smoke, gurgles: "Rock'n roll!" and said that, his entire mechanized infantry detachmentes, marching, surmount the ruined walls penetrating deep into the tank factory. But before the orcs was able to react, a coordinated air attack falls from the sky! Three marauder bombers detachments, having now free the trajectory from the dangerous flak firepower, rush the defenses of the tank factory, lightening, bombing after bombing, the strength and tenacity of the orks, thus paving the entrance road to the troops of the supreme commander Daikun. The view of the heroic courage of General restores the soldiers morale, and the advance resumed with equal vigor: << we are in! We broke down! >>
In the rear of Gorka's industrial borough, the orks begin to reorganize the defense, moving the defensive front to the Mega Gargant under construction, seeing now lost the tank factory. At the same time the rest of the Imperial Force concludes his assault movements penetrating, when possible, over the walls. Far away, the last manticores artillery missiles fly over their heads to befall on Gorka, a citadel on fire.
OST - Motorhead - Stone Dead Forever
General Aristoteles Daikun, at the heart of tank factory, turns to his soldiers: << Do you feel this vibration under your ass, guys? No! soldiers of the Twelfth Army, it's not your fear! These are our reinforcements! They're the termite-guys that are going to come out! Forward my mighty! For the Emperor! For the Twelfth Army! mark in fiery letters on the front of these bastards the word: victory! >>
The earth trembles. Tremble, under a gray sky, between the screams of the dying, the grunts of orks and a cannons orchestra. However, Gorka falters, but doesn't collapse.
Come near the instants of a fatal wrath; on mute semblances already falls the fright!
OST - Judas Priest - Prophecy
codOphe-repD75-63: Transmission open. codOphe-repD75-64: Admiral Nalin Sampath reporting. Starcruiser Ophelia. We push away the orcs fighters: 22 our fighters shot down against 57 of them. the escort vessel Icarus was slightly damaged. The orcs flyers didn't come from Fungus, but from the ork fleet approaching. We begin the engine and astropath initialization. Five hours, eleven minutes twenty-three seconds, one hundred eighty seven milliseconds at the warp-jump. Respect the embarkation time. For the Emperor. codOphe-repD75-65: Recoding transmission...
codOphe-repD75-66: one of our 22 fighters was shot down by an unidentified aircraft, but we have no reliable data about. It could be an error of the radar system. codOphe-repD75-67: Transmission closed.
<< There is something wrong General? I see you suddenly frowning. The main server of the codex imperialis confirms a screening of marginal victory at 83 percent and complete at 47 percent, but with you at our command, I might add at least ten points! >> << I don't know, Commissar Nelson. There is something in the latest report from starcruiser Ophelia that not convince me, maybe a detail. My "fifth and half" sense is whispering something, and it isn't good. Let's take the bull by the horns, and leave this planet quickly: for example, starting with destroy this tank factory where we put our ass. >>
OST - Judas Priest - Ram It Down
The massive mega lobba with an angry clang turns to the praetorians combat servitors detachment, all the big gunz of the ork's main fortress too, one after the other. A huge roar, and a huge black crater is formed at the foot of the structure, hurling chimera tank and cyborg scrap for hundreds of meters deep into the tank factory. A piece of cybernetic arm ends at the foot of Commissar Nelson: << It's raining death! Mr. General! >>. By the fumes of the disaster, immediately after, it appears the outlines of the Warhound Titan "Reaper", who quickly assault on the soopa zzapp battle fortress, reducing one shattered and forcing the last to flee into the refinery one kilometer backward. Death and destruction adorn the unfolding of the battle.
Inside the tank factory, a orks horde engages from the parapets assaulting the mechanized infantry detachment of General Daikun. Laser rifles, swords, grenades, bloody axes and rare few musket shot of the Gretchin cannon fodder. A wild melee where early Gen. Daikun throws himself "headlong"; little worth the curses of his faithful commissar, who tries in vain to remind him that a general died don't serves much at the Great God Emperor. Two chimera tanks are destroyed, and a dozen soldiers rest to the ground, but finally the tank factory is in the imperial's hands. General Daikun, pulling his sword from the body of a nobz, turns towards his attendants: << Fast! Faster! I want placed the explosive in all the critical points identified by our strategic analysts. Inflate this structure of joy! I want a fireworks show when we weigh anchor! >>
While the saboteurs begin the preparatory work for the demolition, from outside everybody can hear the heavy footsteps of the blasta Gargant approaching, stomping near the big boss fortress, in front of the mega Gargant under construction, unleashing his fire storm against the formation of tunnellers just out, killing about thirty soldiers; but before the orcs could organize the decisive assault, a storm-troopers platoon quickly flies over the infantry detachment, shielding and protecting it from any engagement. Beyond the walls, the gray desert dyed blood red, three leman russ blown up, destroyed by the defenders heavy weapons. The company, now reduced to a minimum, moves retreating away from enemy fire.
Both warlord titans and manticores artillery immediately receive their next target, directly from Daikun in person: hit the central structure, the fortress of the big boss. Destroy the powerful weapon system as soon as possible to avoid further carnage that already has cost hundreds of lives. Ira Canentes, armed with Melta cannon and a fearsome laser burner, with a quick movement approach and unleashes a massive fire against the Mega Lobba, crushing all his power field. Behind him, in unison, Justitia Solemni, armed with two cannon volcano, unleashes the wrath of the Adeptus Mechanicus on the fortress, breaking in two the weirdboy tower; that collapse on itself creating a hole in the building, killing dozens orcs.
In the sky hurtling a torpedo, fast, accurate. Lethal. The Mega Lobba on the central fortress detonates, sending debris hundreds of meters, causing fires on smaller structures. A huge flame rises from the center of the fortress, to the sky, slowly eating away at the structure, bubbling inside fierce backlash highly explosive munitions that are devoured by the flames.
The orks firepower, once again, breaks out against the mighty imperial war engines. The Warhound titan is hit repeatedly, and a shot pierces its structure, forcing him to flee, exposing the warlord titan Ira Canentes, which is immediately reached by the devastating fire of the biggest ork heavy artillery: in an instant all its void shields collapse, and a shot breaks almost the mighty Titan carapace, leaving it with a steaming crack on the back.
The battle rages between the districts of the ork citadel and once again from the sky, two Marauder bombers squadron, launched as hawks, bombard on the megagargant under construction, to break the ork resistance, forcing the kult of speed to escape. However, one of them, hit by anti-aircraft is swallowed into the belly of mega Gargant with a thud, followed by a column of smoke just later. The tunnellers, seeing the defenses lightened, following meticulously the Daikun's orders, advance towards the Mega Gargant, soon joined by Daikun himself, who quickly pushes his detachment out of the tank factory, directly in front of the Blasta Gargant, ready to throw himself to the last assault, at the head of his whole army.
The orcs, however, catching up, rearrange mob in retreat, while outside, on the bloody desert, numerous imperial formations are in disarray, in tatters, as refugees, survivors of a cataclysm roam like shadows, ghosts forgotten in a forgotten world, veterans of a battle without a name. A battle, as there are thousands every day, in this damned galaxy.
Daikun activates his vox device on all channels: << was an extremely hard day! My brave! I ask you one last effort, the Mega Gargant is here, in front of us, within our reach! Our air cavalry is ready to hit! Let's destroy this abomination here, or one day he will destroy us at our home! These bastards will have to spend months to lick their wounds! Rock'n roll guys ... and for the Emperor! >>
Gorka is a perky fire. The flame pushes towards the sky the deadly smoke, shreds up there in the gray death, men and orcs, are all the same, in the cold, eternal, black void.
the hoopoe unearth on the path that leads to the manor the hyena and the wolf, and said: My dear, come back to dinner? Replied the hyena: we are going, sister: drink this cup of wine, this wine is vengeful, keeps away the funeral.
<< Truth! What is the truth? I am the law, not the truth. >>
OST - Bathory - Blood on Ice
<< ...nous faisons propre une vie merde! Oh fuck! It was on! >> anonymous soldier at global vox device, accidentally left open.
<< ...and then? Don't you have any other "gems of wisdom" to tell me, Commissar Nelson? >> << Yes, General Daikun. Two. First: shut that damn cigar! Second: "Keep calm and for the Emperor". You throw yourself into the fray of battle as a drunken throw in a brawl, when he sop up too much beers at the pub. Which also happens all the time, every time we set foot in a friendly planet. All this is unseemly. >>
<< The great lesson of ecology is that the survival of our species is linked to all the others, this eternal war at our border, on Istanor VII° system, against the orcs makes us ready, strong and reactive to adversity, often hidden, in this troubled universe. >> Liutenant Carl Bissler. Administratum Assay Corps. Departmento Munitorum.
The impressive big gunz battery, under the command of Drunga Big Boss, opens a massive sustained fire against the warlord titan Ira Canentes. His only void shield collapses under a storm of gunfire and three inexorable soopa zzapp gun make a breakthrough at the heart of the god machine: the plasma reactor. With a deafening explosion the mechanical idol detonates, sending debris everywhere glowing, overwhelming orks and men in a firestorm. The legate Tiberius D'orlean on warlord Justitia Solemni is swept away from the wreckage of his machine brother destroyed, saving his warengine only thanks to his void shields still active. With a surge of anger, Justitia solemni advancing rapidly in the heart of the ork citadel, hiring in a duel "to the death" the Blasta Gargant, as ordered by Gen. Aristoteles Daikun. With the strong support fire of numerous infantry detachments, the Blasta Gargant is under the hammer of the imperial firepower. The warlord titan and blasta Gargant answer blow for blow. A cannon pierces the thick carapace of the warlord titan, damaging it further, and so does the blasta Gargant: a shot of Lascannon, really lucky, penetrates into the belly of the Colossus, where are stored the mighty and unstable ammunitions. After a few moments, another huge roar echoed in the bowels of Gorka, an explosion shatters the Gargant, engulfing in a flame triumph dozens of soldiers nearby. A blaze rises up into the walls of the tank factory, devouring the clothes of Daikun and Nelson, who promptly manage to find cover from a horrible death. Two huge explosions again salute the siege of Gorka.
Near the Mega Gargant, a mob of killa kans, previously in overwatch, is preparing to cash in on the impending assault. The ork's gunz, from the big fortress in flames and also from the walls continue their bombing work on the imperial breaked line outside on the desert. From the fortress of the big boss, a battery of big gunz opens fire on an entire stormtrooper platoon, mounted on their valkyrie, ready to fly to the mega Gargant. A terrible firestorm, all valkyrie explode in flight, throwing to the ground scrap and incandescent bodies, like burning embers, of the boarded soldiers. Yet another carnage, but before the morale of the attackers rush again, the general order immediately the global assault. Objective: The Mega Gargant. With blind fury, Daikun come out with his HQ detachments, pulling with it the tunnellers soldiers. The dreadgnought and killa kans open fire, but resistance is futile. Previously weakened by an air raid, the ork walkers are destroyed, and the structure occupied by dozens of soldiers.
<< Now, guys, I want you to inflate this nefarious immensity of explosives! Saboteurs at work immediately! And a team of five soldiers leaded by a sergeant in tow for each team. Stormtrooper Yariel, I want you here: patrol the area. Now! >>
While teams of saboteurs and engineers penetrate into the belly of the mega Gargant, the formation of stormtroopers Yariel Towering over their heads, arranging themselves in protection around the Gargant, creating a protective cordon, according to the patterns of Imperial military strategy. The order of "take and hold" quickly runs from the remaining forces penetrated into the citadel, and rapidly comes the Warhound titan, the Mobile field gun: the titan legion auxiliary and the praetorian combat servitors survived. The last imperial assault force compact around their general, their leader. Their guide: tanks, men. Blood and Steel.
The ork refinery, not far away, is reached by the combined manticore's missiles, another firestorm strikes repeatedly destroying the entire kult of speed, the soopa zzapp fortress damaged and remnants of the blitz brigade retreated. Drunga Big Boss, at the head of his boyz, getting ready for the ultimate defense of the indispensable oil, the black gold that allows at Gorka citadel that tech-mek-level and the industrial power. But above all, it's so far preferable to die under the men's rifle, than survive and have to tell at Warlord Gruntag Skullkrusha, fungoides sovereign of Fungus, the waste of its magnificent Mega Gargant, and everything else.
On vox device of all formations thunders again the voice of their General: "Soldiers! All good/bad things come in three's! Let's finish our work! Let's destroy the damn refinery, and then: here we go at home!". But soon was heard very distinctly a clang, followed by a tremendous roar. For a few moments, the Warlord titan Justita Solemni seemed should fall to the ground, so it was tilted. Cowardly hit from behind by a battery of big gunz, the soopa zzapp gun, damn, has made inroads into the plasma reactor. Not one, but two huge breaches! On the Titan's belly welling up a glowing fountain of flame, while inside, like ants, dozens of servitors sacrifice thier sub-life in an attempt to tame the chain reaction. The entire imperial army holds its breath, the same time Daikun dismay: "No! Damn! Not now." Some soldiers try to find shelter, many are hiding behind the tank chimera, the warlord titan falters, but finally: the miracle. As a fireworks display that is dying out, the plasma lava runs out, leaving the Titan still operating, although reduced to little more than a scrap disfigured. Many weapon systems out of use and its structure highly damaged, but still standing. Operating and combative.
Daikun off the vox-device, now he can yell. Now, in few hundred meters, everyone can hear his voice: << We wept blood, but will tear our victory, sinking our sword straight up to their heart! forward, my soldiers! Forward! Old guard! the day is ours! >>
<< Two in three men will never return to the landing ships. Commissar Nelson, we had some serious losses. Bomb them until submission, and then to the final attack. We have less than thirty minutes, then we have to start retreat maneuvers, or we'll fail to reach in time the spacecraft.>> << I smell a rat, there is something rotten in the "system of Istanor VII°". As previously debate, Sir General, the orcs knew of our arrival. it's a miracle to be at this point, a miracle made possible by the spirit of sacrifice of the eighteenth blitz army and our unshakable faith in the God Emperor. Hallowed Be Thy Name. >>
OST - Iron Maiden - Hallowed Be Thy Name (Studio Version)
With coordinated action the manticore artillery batteries, in unison with two Marauder bomber formations, unleash a barrage fire against the ork mob perched on the fortress adjacent the refinery. The manticore's missiles dart across the sky, followed by the bombers like hawks, but the orcs raking shot and resist impact.
Warlord titan Justita solemni, following the directives of General Daikun, move near the fortress. It fast forward, leaving behind a trail of glowing smoke escaping from numerous cracks on its structure. The orcish artillery open fire in rapid succession, a firestorm breaks out against the Titan, but the God Machine protects its son. A miracle at the eyes of the soldiers who, tens feet below him at his feet, assist dismayed. The last void shield collapses, and a shot pierce in depth its structure, once again. Saved from destruction, Justitia solemni emerges from the blanket of fire and flames around him. Still standing, still operational.
Without hesitation, the auxiliary mobile field gun assault the orcs supported by the support fire of Justitia Solemni. Loosing two chimera tank, they force them to retreat inside the refinery, out of the ranks. Aristoteles Daikun, under the guidance of commissar Nelson, orders his regimental HQ to advance rapidly and occupy the refinery. With the soldiers left the general arrives in the building, few meters from the orcs on retreat. The teams of saboteurs set to work, but it's necessary to clean the area to begin sabotage operations of the facility. The last manticore detachment, together with the Warhound titan and the survivors of the praetorian combat servitors open fire on orks disrupted in the refinery, forcing them to a final retreat breaking mob: the orcs are in disarray! Finally, the saboteurs begin their sabotage action, placing explosive charges in the critical points of the structure. Outside was hear the last cannon shots from the walls against the imperial detachmentes outside in disarray.
From the sky, the last Marauder bomber detachment throws on the ork artillery arrived, too later, in the area, causing great slaughter and forcing them to retreat. The last danger is represented by an orcs stormboyz mob equipped with crude but still effective jump pack, but before they react the stormtrooper "Yariel" on valkyrie surround the building where they are perched. The orcs, now trapped, launch the assault, a skirmish fought on the ground and in the air. After few minutes, twenty orcs rest to the ground, along with many stormtrooper, however victorious.
The battle is won.
As soon as the saboteurs rejoin their detachment on all vox devices reaches the order of global disengagement. The imperial army began to swarm toward the main gates, and then throw himself headlong into the desert outside. a little procession of veterans arrive at the starting deploy zone, as ordered by Gen. Daikun. Few wounded, too many fallen.
The victory has cost a very high price for the imperial forces. Before the morale of the survivors rush into pain Gen. Daikun open a channel on all devices: << Well! My brave soldiers! I promised you pain, you have repaid me in glory! Are you ready to fireworks? And then all together .... will be a bit like end of year party! -10! -9! -8! -7! -6! -5! -4! -3! -2! -1! ... Nelson! Go! >>
A moment later, at the same time, the mega Gargant, the tank factory and refinery detonate, tearing the neighborhood of Gorka in three. A roar that throws debris, scrap, entire sections of walls, towers, bodies and plates everywhere. The few surviving orcs, already reduced in disarray, are almost completely wiped out from the firestorm and incandescent meteorites followed. Drunga Big boss hesitates a moment, escaping with dozen boyz, when a meteor on fire in the sky, after a bizarre parable, falls crushing him and his retinue. Was the head of the mega gargant. The wreckage of the warlord titan Ira Canentes vanish buried in the ruins of the industrial sector of Gorka. Gorka, in fact, it's barely been scratched, but still struck at the heart of its industrial and military capacity. From inside the immense city thousands of orcs begin to swarm towards the industrial zone on fire, but the fire is likely to commit any boyz, nobz and Gretchin in attempt to contain the fire. Gorka will recover, surely ... but the wound inflicted is deep. Very deep, and it will take a long time. And being all orcs are busy with the immense fire, the eighteenth army goes on the road, undisturbed, to the spacecraft, ready for embarking and finally, to return... "at home".
ORK PLAYER DEFEATED IMPERIAL VICTORY 3 goals achieved for the next battle purpose.
Commissar Nelson, open immediately an encrypted communication with the space station Fistandante, directly with the Field Marshal Lord Alexander Ross.
criptcode-AL245-8723: transmission open criptcode-AL245-8724: security code accepted criptcode-AL245-8725: loading... criptcode-AL245-8726: decrypting... criptcode-AL245-8727: connection open criptcode-AL245-8728: Hey! Boss? Here General Daikun. The mission was done! All objectives destroyed. The eighteenth blitzkrieg army suffered losses over seventy percent. Few wounded, and for many of them, there will not be a "tomorrow". I'v sent all data about at the department monitorum. criptcode-AL245-8729: Ross speaking. Well done General! This victory will give us at least six months of peace, before the orcs counterattack, and for that time, the army of General Winston Goeken, now at war on Armageddon, will be back. We must pray our God Emperor, I have received detailed reports about it, and it's a clash of unprecedented proportions for millennia. Your died are fallen heroes. Bring home their name with pride. Proceed on Abeldar as scheduled. Prepare the defenses in case of a possible counterattack, quite improbable. criptcode-AL245-8730: Lord Field Marshal, we have suffered serious losses, the orcs knew of our arrival. I ask the opening of an official investigation. we were expecting a blitz war, not an attrition war, we were not prepared, we did not have the numbers. These bastards knew we were coming! criptcode-AL245-8731: We will investigate this matter, however, I don't trust the elders of Istanor. Rabble-hungry power, sitting on dusty thrones. Allies, when you have them in front, poisonous snakes just turn your back, ready to throw mud on who has always die in their place, defending with their lives their power. We'll open an internal protocol inside the Twelfth Army. We'll activate our intelligence, and then we will put the question to the lords of Istanor with more information about. You have done a great job. criptcode-AL245-8732: It seems to me a wise choice Field Marshal. We proceed to disengagement. criptcode-AL245-8733: connection closed criptcode-AL245-8734: decrypting... criptcode-AL245-8735: loading... criptcode-AL245-8736: security code accepted criptcode-AL245-8737: transmission closed
On the HQ chimera tank waving the flag of the XVIII° regiment proudly, perforated by numerous bullets, but still intact. Inside, the General Daikun turn to Commissar Nelson: << Open now a channel on all vox devices and put mine old vinyl on the turntable! You know how our men love this music. The sound of victory! >>
