Crimson Fists vs Iron Warriors
Lightning ripped through a sky the color of old bruises. The scout marine’s camo cloak billowed in the wind, acidic rainwater making tiny holes in the fabric where it fell. His auspex array started to bleep, and he stuck his hand up, signalling for his squad to hold position. Carefully, he picked his way across black rocks to find a better position, then he readied his sniper rifle and pressed his eye against the scope.
Under normal conditions, the tactical display measured range, elevation. It even calculated precisely where the barrel should be aimed depending on what the soldier wanted to kill. But these weren’t normal conditions. The targeting display buzzed and flickered, and the numbers stopped making sense. As the space marine attempted to concentrate, he noticed words appearing on the display that shouldn’t have been there.
Blasphemous words he did not want to read.
He flicked a switch on the side of the scope and shut the display off, choosing instead to trust his own enhanced eyes. Ahead was the carcass of the small supply outpost the Adeptus Astartes had been sent to investigate. Already the situation looked grim. Its walls had been breached—not just breached, but torn down as if by some mighty beast. Its running lights were down, the power had gone out, but eerie lights flickered within the structure regardless causing sinister shadows to dance around inside its broken walls.
“Movement,” he said, his voice relaying into the earpieces of his squad and his direct commanders. “Take your positions, brothers.”
Like a well-oiled machine, the scouts moved into position, each finding a spot on which to rest their long-barrelled sniper rifles. Patiently the brother sergeant watched the compound, trying to analyse the shapes being cast in the dark. Tendrils. Fire. Great, hulking shapes. What in the Emperor’s name had befallen this wretched place?
Then it happened. Someone had exited the structure and had started running away from it. Human, panicked, fleeing. The space marine angled his rifle just so, trailing the human so his bullet would strike true should he need to squeeze the trigger. But the human wasn’t running toward the marines; he was running aimlessly, without direction, and into weather he would surely not survive inside.
Muzzle flashes caught his eye. Bullets followed the panicked human; not bullets, but bolter rounds. And the sergeant brought his sniper rifle to bear on the source of the shooting, he saw them. Their armor was thick, and ancient, and adorned with spikes. Their shadows loomed impossibly large, like monsters in themselves. Through a gap in the wall, the Iron Warriors spilled out. Having taken what they needed, they were ready to move on and taking a path that would see them move through the scout’s position.
Without fear, the sergeant trailed his weapon on one of the iron warriors, aimed, and gently squeezed the trigger. And seconds before his rifle spoke, he called in reinforcements.
“Brother captain,” he said, “Chaos sighted at these coordinates. Strike from the sky.”
Points: 1750
Deployment: Vanguard Strike
Mission: No Mercy
++ Battalion Detachment +5CP (Imperium – Space Marines) ++
**Chapter Selection**: Crimson Fists
+ HQ +
Captain in Terminator Armour: Power fist, Storm shield, The Fist of Vengeance
Lieutenants: Lieutenant
+ Troops +
Scout Squad
. Scout Sergeant: Bolt pistol, Boltgun
. 3x Scout w/Boltgun
. Scout w/Heavy Weapon: Heavy bolter
Scout Squad
. Scout Sergeant: Bolt pistol, Boltgun
. 3x Scout w/Boltgun
. Scout w/Heavy Weapon: Heavy bolter
Scout Squad: 5x Camo cloak
. Scout Sergeant: Bolt pistol, Sniper rifle
. 4x Scout w/Sniper Rifle: 4x Sniper rifle
++ Spearhead Detachment +1CP (Imperium – Space Marines) ++
Specialist Detachment: Crimson Fists Liberator Strike Force
+ HQ +
Primaris Lieutenants
. Primaris Lieutenant: Expert Instructor, Master-crafted auto bolt rifle, Warlord
+ Elites +
Aggressor Squad: 2x Aggressor, Aggressor Sergeant, Auto Boltstorm Gauntlets/Fragstorm Grenade Launcher
Primaris Ancient: Standard of the Emperor Ascendant
+ Heavy Support +
Hellblaster Squad: Plasma incinerator
. 7x Hellblaster
. Hellblaster Sergeant: Bolt pistol
Hellblaster Squad: Plasma incinerator
. 6x Hellblaster
. Hellblaster Sergeant: Bolt pistol
Relic Leviathan Dreadnought: 2x Heavy flamer, 3x Hunter-killer missile, Storm cannon array, Storm cannon array
Relic Leviathan Dreadnought: 2x Heavy flamer, 3x Hunter-killer missile
. Leviathan siege claw: Meltagun, Storm cannon array
++ Battalion Detachment +5CP (Chaos – Chaos Space Marines) ++
Legion: Iron Warriors
+ HQ +
Chaos Lord: Cold and Bitter, Lightning Claw, No Chaos Mark, Power fist, Warlord
Sorcerer in Terminator Armour: Force axe, Lightning Claw, Mark of Tzeentch, Warptime, Weaver of Fates
+ Troops +
Chaos Space Marines: 9x Marine w/ Boltgun, No Chaos Mark
. Aspiring Champion: Bolt pistol, Power fist
Chaos Space Marines: 8x Marine w/ Boltgun, No Chaos Mark
. Aspiring Champion: Bolt pistol, Power fist
Chaos Space Marines: 8x Marine w/ Boltgun, No Chaos Mark
. Aspiring Champion: Bolt pistol, Power fist
+ Fast Attack +
Warp Talons: Mark of Slaanesh
. 4x Warp Talon: 4x Lightning Claw (pair)
. Warp Talon Champion: Lightning Claw (pair)
+ Heavy Support +
Maulerfiend: 2x Magma cutter, No Chaos Mark
Maulerfiend: 2x Magma cutter, No Chaos Mark
++ Spearhead Detachment +1CP (Chaos – Chaos Space Marines) ++
+ HQ +
Daemon Prince with Wings: Fleshmetal Exoskeleton, Malefic talon
. Slaanesh: Death Hex
+ Heavy Support +
Havocs: Mark of Slaanesh
. Aspiring Champion: Bolt pistol, Boltgun
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
Havocs: Mark of Slaanesh
. Aspiring Champion: Bolt pistol, Boltgun
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
. Havoc w/ heavy weapon: Autocannon
Hellforged Leviathan Dreadnought: 2x Hellflamer, Soulburner ribaudkin, Tzeentch
. Hellforged siege drill: Meltagun
