Ultramarines vs Death Guard
The battlefield was a forest of flames. Spires of thick, black smoke rose into the air in hellish columns from the broken hulks of destroyed tanks. Through the haze and the noxious fumes at ground level, sporadic pockets of light erupted. Bolter fire. Someone was alive in there, still fighting, still breathing—somehow.
There, deep in the heart of all that smoke, where the air was thickest and darkest, where a single breath could kill a man four times over, stood Brother Sergeant Crassos. His armour had been battered and broken. Red lights flashed all across his HUD, indicating not only that his re-breather was on the verge of imminent and catastrophic failure, but that he was dangerously low on ammunition.
His squad had perished, his battalion, too. He was all that was left of Strike Force Gamma; the last Ultramarine left, but he was not alone. There were shapes in the shadows. Twisting, writhing shapes, watching him, taunting him. Whenever one appeared, Crassos would level his bolt rifle and hesitate before firing. His bullets were precious, his armour was failing, but he had his faith in the Emperor, and faith in himself.
“As long as I draw breath,” he yelled, “You will not lay claim to this place, treacherous scum.”
“That, brother, can be arranged,” came a gurgling voice from within the smoke.
Perhaps his ocular displays had started failing, but Crassos thought the flames licking at the edges of his power armour were starting to turn a noxious, vile green. He leveled his bolt rifle, checking the readout one more time. Six bullets were all that remained. Five more than he would need to kill the speaker.
A shape emerged from the smoke. Not a shadow, this time, but a hulking figure clad in white. As the smoke rolled off this newcomer’s body, Crassos could see not only the markings on his power armour, but also the writhing tendrils and baubles bursting from it. All Chaos was abominable, but the Death Guard were the foulest of all. Though his rebreather had not failed yet, he could already smell the traitor despite the fire and the smoke.
“In the Emperor’s holy name,” Crassos roared, “Die by my hands!”
His bolt rifle roared with him, and a bullet exploded against the Death Guard’s chest, shattering the ceramite and forcing the traitor to stop his slow advance. The hit was true, the bolt had tasted flesh, but the traitor had not perished. Worse, more shapes had started to emerge from the smoke behind him—a legion of Death Guard seemingly unhurt despite the bloody conflict. One of them levelled a plasma gun, the weapon glowing ominously within the haze.
A garbled voice message suddenly touched his ears, though he could barely hear it over the sound of his own thundering heart. Perhaps this was Chaos trickery at work, perhaps he was hearing what they wanted him to hear, or perhaps the message was true.
“Strike Force Gamma, do you read? This is Battle Barge Octavius. Brothers, stand your ground and prepare to receive the Lord of Macragge. Help is on the way.”
Mission: Narrow the Search
Points: 900
Deployment: Dawn of War
++ Battalion Detachment +5CP (Chaos – Death Guard) ++
+ HQ +
Daemon Prince of Nurgle: 1. Miasma of Pestilence, 1. Revoltingly Resilient, Hellforged sword, Plague spewer, The Suppurating Plate, Warlord
Lord of Contagion: Plaguereaper
+ Troops +
Plague Marines
. Plague Champion
. Codex: Plague knife, Plasma pistol, Power fist
. 4x Plague Marine w/ boltgun
Plague Marines
. Plague Champion
. Codex: Plague knife, Plasma pistol, Power fist
. 4x Plague Marine w/ boltgun
Plague Marines
. Plague Champion
. Codex: Bolt pistol, Plague knife, Power fist
. 4x Plague Marine w/ boltgun
+ Fast Attack +
Myphitic Blight-haulers
. Myphitic Blight-hauler: Missile launcher, Multi-melta
. Myphitic Blight-hauler: Missile launcher, Multi-melta
. Myphitic Blight-hauler: Missile launcher, Multi-melta
++ Battalion Detachment +5CP (Imperium – Space Marines) ++
**Chapter Selection**: Ultramarines
Victrix Honour Guard: Victrix Honour Guard, Victrix Honour Guard
+ HQ +
Captain in Phobos Armour: Camo cloak, Master-crafted instigator bolt carbine, The Vox Espiritum
Librarian in Phobos Armour: 2) Soul Sight, 3) Mind Raid, Camo cloak, Force sword
Marneus Calgar: Warlord
+ Troops +
Infiltrator Squad: 4x Infilltrator, Infiltrator Sergeant
Infiltrator Squad: 4x Infilltrator, Infiltrator Sergeant
Intercessor Squad: Bolt rifle
8x Intercessor
Intercessor Sergeant
+ Heavy Support +
Eliminator Squad
Eliminator Sergeant: Bolt sniper rifle, Camo cloak
2x Eliminator with Bolt Sniper: 2x Bolt sniper rifle, 2x Camo cloak
