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The Blood Deserts of Auros IX Intro <> 2 Player Rules <> Multiplayer Rules <> Alternate Scenario <> Battle Summaries The Blood Deserts
of Auros IX: Battle Summaries (Battle #12)
Battle
#12: New Git on the Block (1500
points per side)
Flibbits yowled and landed in a pile of scrap on the other side of the shed, scattering junk everywhere and making a tremendous racket. Still, he was used to such treatment: as always, he sat back up, dusted himself off, and went back to monitoring the radio channels as Sprokkits sulked. After awhile, Flibbits said, “Hey, Boss, I tink I hear sometink.” Sprokkits grabbed the headphones and listened to static and garble. He smacked Flibbits again--not so hard this time--and the little Gretchin fiddled with the knobs on the yakkbox (one of Sprokkit's inventions) that unscrambled and translated Imperial transmissions. Now Sprokkits could hear ‘oomie voices. He listened for a little bit. Having been driven back by Sho-T's latest successes, the Tiger 'oomies were setting up a new base. Sprokkits shoved Flibbits aside and patched the transmission through the trakker, disconnecting and reattaching wires here and there. Within minutes, he had the coordinates of where the signal was coming from--and he was pretty sure it was the new base, still under construction, and thus vulnerable. Sprokkits jumped up to go tell Sho-T, but then a better plan occurred to him. He threw the headphones at Flibbits and ran out of the shack. He spotted Speedo, the Big Mek, sitting on the running board of his Trukk, oiling the power claw of his mega-armor. Sprokkits casually strolled over to him. “Well, Speedo, I’m off to get meself a promotion.” “Watchu talkin’ ‘bout, Sprokkits?” “Oh, see, dere’s dis ‘oomie bunker out dere--'bout a good four hunnert miles dattaway,” he said, pointing, “--and Sho-T tol' me dat any Ork who can take it out iz gonna be his Number One Boy.” “Izzat so?” asked Speedo. “Well, dat sure as zoggin 'eck ain’t gonna be yoo.” The Big Mek leveled Sprokkits with a haymaker to the jaw, knocking him senseless. Chuckling, he finished bolting on his armor, then lumbered off to gather his boyz. Sprokkits regained his senses after a few minutes. He spat out three teeth, got to his feet, and started stumbling back toward the communication shack. The Speed Freeks zoomed past, laughing and firing their sluggas in the air. Speedo gave Sprokkits "da finga" before disappearing in a huge cloud of black smoke and red dust. When the cloud cleared, Sprokkits could see Sho-T up ahead, watching the Speed Freeks vanish in the distance. “Sprokkits, what is that idjit Speedo up to?” “Dunno, Boss. Maybe dey’s drag racing.” “Dat fool gonna get hisself perished. Da Kommandos say dere's a whole messa dem stripey Marines dat way.” Sprokkits just shrugged his shoulders and shuffled past. He almost felt bad for Speedo. But he knew that feeling would pass. WHAT WE DID DIFFERENTLY: This game is a replay of Battle #2, a "Strongpoint" mission where Pat's Orks were attempting to destroy a Fighting Tiger bunker. We played it at the store Borderlands, in South Carolina, as part of the Fall From Grace events; normally, Pat and I play 2000 point games, but because we wanted to get to the other games there, we limited it to 1500 points.
Pat had recently purchased Codex: Armageddon and wanted to try out the new Speed Freek rules, so he created the character of Speedo the Big Mek and assembled a swarm of Trukk Boyz, Stormboyz, Warbuggies, and Deth Koptas for him to lead.
Going along with the spirit of experimentation, I assembled an "orange" army. That is, I only took units that were the traditional tiger colors of orange and black. So my army consisted of: Zaghnal Maratha, Tiger of Brihaspati (Librarian)Choosing an army based on the color they wear might not sound like a good idea, but as you can see, it fulfilled the Force Organization chart, had plenty of Troops, had some maneuverability (in the Rhino and the Speeders) and plenty of firepower. In addition, it was also very "fluffy": that is, it fit the background of the Fighting Tigers. My orange and black Marines belong to Jatis Mahaduyana, a caste of 500 Marines who emphasize firepower over speed. What more appropriate Fighting Tigers to guard the new command bunker?
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