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Maverick finished his beer. This was starting to get FUN. The enemy would rue the day they messed with the Thrust-Corps.

Maverick opened his hip flask, and drank. a 14-year old whiskey. The taste burnt his throat, and left a fire in his belly. The kind of fire that he experienced when he was thrusting into battle. He called for another beer, and thrusted over to the map.

The artillery batteries were firing in an extended line, increasing target range all the time, to bombard in front of the retreating loyalist hordes, so that they would have no respite. He sent word for the siege mortar units to pop smoke between the enemy and their staging grounds. the less information those heretics had, the better.

His beer arrived, and maverick necked it quickly. Ironic, he thought, that the Thrust-Corps greatest strategist was a drunkard. He cast his mind to munch, his friend of old.

"Munch, Situation report!"

"Munch, Situation report!", Maverick spoe into his ear-peice. Unfortunatley, Munch couldn't answer. The eldar assault was getting desperate. Most of the guardians were dead, the Dire Avengers were tired, and the scorpions were fighting to get to the position but the fighting was too fierce. Munch tried everything in his power to keep the dogs back and his allies strong. This was his fault for getting stuck in so quicky. If he would die, he would do so by taking as many loyalists with him...

Ludd looked up, to see several camo paint covered faces and purple and blue hulking armoured suits around him...

Maverick looked at the battle map. Munch was right in the thick of it, really in fething trouble.

"Munch, take command of my legion. the 42nd Elysian Drop Thrusters are en-route to your position."

Much as he hated to admit it, Munch was a far better ground commander than he, and would use the valkyrie-mounted airborne troops to better effect than he. They were needed there, and Munch was the commander on that ground.

"...and wolfie, continue the chase. Expect enemy defenses directly ahead."

Where the feth am I? at first Ludd was angry but then he recognized the camo paint smeared on the features of the men around him... a smile broke across his face, well then gentlemen, let's get to work...

Maverick sat in the command centre. Now on his third AquilaWeiser, he savoured the imperial goodness of the fine, mass-produced beer.

Turning to the command board, he saw that the Iron Thrust had been destroyed...

wasn't that Ludd's vehicle?

"FETH! LUDD - STATUS REPORT!"

Ludd held his binoculars to his face as he peered over the ridge behind which they were crouched. "It appears that Munch is in a little bit of trouble... Mkoll thrust over to their flank" he whispered into his micro-bead. "Well then, we can't spend all day sitting on our arses can we" He felt a familiar feeling in his chest as he leapt to his feet, "MEN OF TANITH, DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER?"

"here come the Mechanical Heathens!" Santor screamed, "Ready!" the Bike riding monstrosities came ever closer, hacking down loyalists left and right. "AIM!" Santor screamed, the Thrusters were almost there. "FIRE! FIRE! FIRE!" Santor screamed at the top of his lungs. The Basalisks opened up and began to decimate the bike riding Thrusters. A few came threw with minor shrapnel damage...But would they continue to the next trap?




(OOC - Wolfie that is a option to move forward, But be warned, you WILL be injured if you venture further into my territory. Seeing as how your past the frontline)

My Lord we shall continue to disrupt them as much as possible behind their lines. If It is the Almighty Thrusters will that I die fighting this day. Then I shall die Thrusting.

He ran forwards on the heathen's flank, his auto-pistol spitting death, the XV-thrust suits leapt and bound ahead of his men, he glanced back up to the ridge to see Larkin taking down the non- believers, one at a time.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:He felt a familiar feeling in his chest as he leapt to his feet, "MEN OF TANITH, DO YOU WANT TO LIVE FOREVER?"

haha! YOU Cheeky bastard

Commissar Ludd was fine. Apparently Ibram Gaunt was on vacation to Armageddon, visiting Yarrick, so Ludd had taken field command of the Tanith First.

Maverick gave the order for Ludd to re-inforce Munch.

"Send in the whiteshield divisions. All of them"

The Whiteshield divisons, men not fully trained in the art of thrusting, were truly a sight to be hold, six-thousand men a division, and all for the glory of Vera, who was, by now, a new god of Chaos.

"Gak! kill the non-thrusters" screamed Ludd as he crouched behind the ruined wall, shots peppering the other side. He yelled into his wrist mounted communicator "I NEED SUPPORT!" he glanced down the line to see munch, bleeding profusely... "Dorden, MEDIC, I NEED A MEDIC ON MY POSITION!!!" he ran to his comrade and held him steady, the scattered remnants of his early strike pinned down in the ruins...

Commissar Ludd was there and Munch welcomed him. His best medic, had worked dozens of minutes working on Munch, healing with his best medic. Coupled with Munch's powers, he was healed up to combat status.
"Thank Khaine your here. Alright, if any of maverick's troops are close to the waterfall, please make your way to the rally point. We need all the help we can get."
Munch was glad that Maverick was in overall command. Even though Munch was good at planning, he wasn't very good at dealing with situations he didn't interpret. That was the reason Maverick was in charge. He could determine the ebb and flow of a battle. Slowly, Munch's position pushed back Nikev's forces. But he wasn't the only force there. He smellt the smell of crude gunpowder and the screams of guardsmen. "Get back you giant toad! Back your gon-" A snap was heard.
Munch grinned. Though crude and savage, Munch appreciated the simplicity and effeicencty with which the orks killed with. He wouldn't be joining the warp today.

Ludd smiled to himself as he looked skyward to see Orca dropships inbound to his position...

"FOR ISHA!" The Guardians shouted as they charged the Thrustering Guardians. "You fools! You have turned from our Gods to a False God and you will now Pay for this! Do you not remember all that Isha has done for us! Do you not remember her Sacrifice! We will destroy you for your foolishness!" The Guardians began hammering into the Thrusting Armies forces even harder.

Maverick heard the commissar's cries over the Vox-Network, and was hit with a wall of shock.

Munch. His brother, his warrior, his commander, was injured. He risked compromising his battleplans if he sent more troops to him, but he couldn't leave him to die, could he?

He had to. He had no choice.





Major Callaghan of the 42nd Elysian Drop Thrusters set the valkyrie down beside ludd and munch. He could tell something was up, immediately. Ludd cried out for help, and Callaghan sent his forces out. His men lifted them aboard the transport, and they set off, returning to the Thrust-Corps Medicae Facility, near the CP.

aw dammit, he's OK?

scrap the second paragraph haha

There were a dozen of them, lined up and well oiled, ready for battle... Ludd smiled as he looked out of the window of the medical Valkyrie to see the mighty Super-Thrusty vehicles of the armoured company fresh hulking war machines capable of destroying cities, this battle might be won yet he thought as the drugs filled his bloodstream...

Maverick wrote:aw dammit, he's OK?

scrap the second paragraph haha

Medic Dorden can fix any wound... no matter how dead his patient is

The angels descended to the battlefield. They had done this dozens of times, and were well prepared. Cutting into Nikev's Eldar guardians just like butter, they slowly made their way to Maverick's command position. He had learned that Munch was ok. But he had already sent to many men to help him. The angels decided that they would reinforce this position and defeat Niev's minion's

Maverick necked another AquilaWeiser. Ludd would get the Medallion Thrusticus after this was over. By Vera, he would have it.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:There were a dozen of them, lined up and well oiled, ready for battle... Ludd smiled as he looked out of the window of the medical Valkyrie to see the mighty Super-Thrusty vehicles of the armoured company fresh hulking war machines capable of destroying cities, this battle might be won yet he thought as the drugs filled his bloodstream...

I do hope your not speaking about anything the Size of a Titan.....as it is FAR to early for anything of that magnitude

"What should we do now sir?" Seargent thrustica asked looing at Maverick.

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:There were a dozen of them, lined up and well oiled, ready for battle... Ludd smiled as he looked out of the window of the medical Valkyrie to see the mighty Super-Thrusty vehicles of the armoured company fresh hulking war machines capable of destroying cities, this battle might be won yet he thought as the drugs filled his bloodstream...

I do hope your not speaking about anything the Size of a Titan.....as it is FAR to early for anything of that magnitude

No Mr Nikev, just some experimental LRBTs (leman russ battle thrusters) like the iron thrust that got exploded by one of your lackeys, what's your counter?

As the Angels began assaulting the Guardians, they called for their brother Spider's 'Unique' Maneuver. "As always" the lead Spider replied. Bursting from nowhere the Spiders appeared before the Angels and unloaded their ordinance before vanishing into thin air, although, not all Warp Spiders were successful and were cut down by the swift angels. With the Angel line minorly staggered the Guardians Hammered fire into the Thrusting Angels ranks harder than ever.

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:There were a dozen of them, lined up and well oiled, ready for battle... Ludd smiled as he looked out of the window of the medical Valkyrie to see the mighty Super-Thrusty vehicles of the armoured company fresh hulking war machines capable of destroying cities, this battle might be won yet he thought as the drugs filled his bloodstream...

I do hope your not speaking about anything the Size of a Titan.....as it is FAR to early for anything of that magnitude

QFT
I don't think we're even ready for monstrous creatures.

Maverick was tired. He needed sleep, else he was going to keep drinking. and if he kept drinking, he would be drunk in command. And whilst that was fun (he cast his mind back to his days as imperial commander on Isstvaan V), it was unnacceptable.

Munch, rally the troops. We defend the riverbanks through the night, and then we shall consolidate our efforts in the morning. Prepare the artillery to continue the fire, no respite.

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Cadet_Commissar_Ludd wrote:There were a dozen of them, lined up and well oiled, ready for battle... Ludd smiled as he looked out of the window of the medical Valkyrie to see the mighty Super-Thrusty vehicles of the armoured company fresh hulking war machines capable of destroying cities, this battle might be won yet he thought as the drugs filled his bloodstream...

I do hope your not speaking about anything the Size of a Titan.....as it is FAR to early for anything of that magnitude

No Mr Nikev, just some baneblades, what's your counter?

I don't think its wise to use such super-heavies this early into the battle......I mean.....if your going to bring that.....I could just have some of the larger ships in orbit drop some ship-side Ordnance ever so accurately on your little machines of war

Thats what I have to counter if you wish to bring in the Heavy Thrustocities

Ludd out