<< 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! >>
