|Arial view of "East Ovis Orientalweide" prior to the Chaos Attacks. Much of the city has already been destroyed by Chaos bombardments.|
"We're still holding sir but it's not looking good. We've had to pull our forces out of the eastern part of the region. The vile forces of Chaos are using some sort of heresy to block out the sun and wreck havoc on our instruments. We can barely see the enemy, much less maneuver against him." Col. Pallidar hoped that he was getting through to Battle Group command. The atmospherics were only getting worse the closer the enemy came.
Turning away from the Vox, Marshal Argos could barely control his anger. "Get me the senior representative from the AdMech and from the Ecclesiarchy. One of them had better have a solution for this." We need our sensor net we we're going to defeat these bastards. "And get one of the Witches over here. Maybe one of THEM can do something about this, if the others can't." The battle had started early, but everything started out as planned.
|Last view from Camera 34.259, before city goes black.|
My Emperor, when will he get that speaker fixed, maybe someone needs to tell him.. thought Argos before replying. "Well for one you can have someone check your voice box. You're going to kill someone with that high pitched voice of yours. And after that you can find a way to get our tactical sensor net back up and running. Without it we're shooting in the dark. I have 3 Regiments up there with untold PDF forces and they're all useless to me if they can't see the enemy or at least pass on targeting information for the artillery and Super Heavies."
|Elements of the 7th Scansin move up with support from the 313th DTR.|
"Pick him up you fool, don't just stand there." Yelled Lt. Albertson of the 7th Scansin. "I don't give a damn if I'm not part of your Regiment, your Colonel needs your help! And by the Emperor so long as I'm assigned to your Regiment as a Liaison you will do as I ordered!" The fight hadn't lasted more than mere seconds before the entire squad was killed, thought Albertson. Looking up at the medics carrying Col. Pallidar away, there was barely time to pull the Colonel out of there before those daemons charged right by us. Where were the Astartes? Why didn't they move in to assist?
|Last charge of Lt. Cropper|
I was actually supposed to post this up a month ago, but never got around to finishing it. Hope ya'll enjoyed the read.