OST - Terminator 2 soundtrack03 Escape From The Hospital And T1000
<< Who was the first who invented the fearsome weapons? Since that time were massacres, wars... ...opened the shortest way to the cruel death. However, the miserable are not to blame! We are the ones who use badly that He gave to protect us from the ferocious beasts. >> Albius Tibullus. 37.M-1.Holy-TERRA.
<< Three decades of war... Let us know the word peace, General Commissar Friedrich Ebersberg von Weyers. We have forgotten it. >> Lord Doge of the twelve Gabriel Wojciech Dardaiko of the house of Istanor VII°, also known as Duke Sibelius of Galrisian.
The metallic voice of the Lord of Galrisian resounds sinister in the bunker command center. Senior officers, captains, strategists and advisers like shadows, ghosts reflexes at the green light of their screens, aims to coordinate regiments, supplies, operations; intercepting signals, studying tactics, praying and cursing. The ork horde is getting closer, and closer.
The phalanx of flesh and transistors is compact, a thin red line of phased plasma fusils, mauler bolt cannons, lascannons and multi-meltas. The cult machanicus of Piombus, led by ten mighty secutors, in unison, unleashes an inferno of flames and lasers. The speed freaks warbands countercharge, breaking into the ruins. The warbikes and wartracks throw themselves against the secutors, only to come torn apart by their mechanical arms. The firestorm is unsustainable, and the evil sunz, taken by surprise, are annihilated by the colossal assault of the Piombus' soldiers.
But the storm has just begun. The first red wave has broken, its destruction has created huge craters, burnt scraps and a dense fog of war, but in a few seconds, another wave, yellow and brown rush forward: the bad moons, driven into the fray by the blood axes mob.
Twenty nobz that charge at the head of their boyz, followed close behind by the roar of the blood axes battlefortress that breaks near the building where is perched the skitarii demy-century. The secutors try to stop the horde in a fierce close combat, but the entire detachment is overwhelmed.
The chimedon tanks destroyed by explosive bombs. The big gunz of the battlefortresses and battlewagons hammer incessantly, and within minutes of fierce battle the retaliation fulfills its carnage.
OST - StuKa Ju-87 siren (Jericho trumpet)
From the sky the terrible ork stukas fall on their pray. The six black trails, swollen of coal and death, head rapids on the Macharius super heavy tanks. Twelve missiles fall upon them, and even though their armor is mighty, the first is hardly damaged, and again before they can react, are achieved by the fire of four death koptas arrived behind the bad moons. A too excessive turmoil, which forces the super heavy tanks formation to retreat behind and abandon the line.
Before it's too late, the infantry regiment on the big bridge, in cover from the railing opens a sustained fire on the bad moons perched in the ruins, below them. The lascannons are numerous, as numerous are the heavy support squadrons, and the ruins, already smoldering and burning, resound of thunders. The boyz, now decimated by numerous clashes fleeing for cover, few survivors that mount on their battlefortress and last battlewagons to flee to the abandoned space port.
The battle for the western front seems to have ended in a terrific carnage, but the price for the orks is absolutely high.
On the opposite side, the XXI° infantry regiment of the Imperial Commander Sir Vincent Drees, at his order march and retreats. The Great Gargant is an unbeatable opponent, and with it comes the immense ork army. A rapid march as the one that brought it down sees the infantries run back up the access ramp leading onto Finnich square, crossing The XXII° infantry regiment, while with its griffon tanks is still moving down from the same ramp. For a few minutes the panic spreads among the soldiers, confused and scared in seeing the fall back of their supreme commander's regiment, and were it not for the timely orders received by the staff of General Commissar Friedrich Ebersberg von Weyers, the panic would become terror, and terror in a mass retreat. Finally, the XXII° infantry regiment stop its advance and return from its steps, marching and occupying the huge palace of Finnich square, the one where hours ago the ork big gunz mob started the battle.
And Aggro-Rolla stands furious, while at its feets the whole kult of speed comes and take the eastern access ramp to Finnich square.
