NationStates Jolt Archive

"It appears this world has the artifact," The shadow uttered. "It is here we must strike!"

A man, or rather what had once been a man, heavily clad in Artificer armor, approached. His armor was as black as the depths of the Immaterium, and blazoned with skulls. He held a Bolter pistol, which was so tainted by centuries spent within the miasmatic warp as to have grown teeth, and at his side a mighty Power Sword, which glowed with infernal power.

"Excellent," He hissed. "Arrange for the Legions to land. We shall drink the blood of millions by the following dawn!"


Within the hour, as the sun was casting it's golden glow over the world, and people within Urikis's cities going about their daily lives, would watch in horror as thousands of drop pods decended onto them, forever scarring their world with the tides of war.....and Chaos.

Several Days Later, Argentum Prime's 1st Regiment HQ, Transport Fleet

All a human could see here was darkness, darkness interrupted by the holy light of a table, around it, the shadows of men, Generals, Admirals, all kind of soldiers, dedicated to war and its waging.

"Whats the situation then, Colonel?" a tall, white haired man sporting a golden cape spoke softly, almost whispering.

"Some Standard Days ago, we recieved a distress signal from a nearby planet, we've been ordered to go in there. There are reports that speak of... I dare not say it, Chaos Hordes"

The general frowned, he was used to seeing the heretic abominations from the warp in combat, he knew their weaknesses, but above all, their completely merciless way to worship their so called "Gods".

The Colonel continued "By request of Lord Inquisitor Grabielos himself, we've been ordered to assist the Adeptus Astartes..." he was interrupted by the general.

"Astartes? They are in this too?" he spoke to himself "This is bigger than I thought. Order all men to ready themselves, we are going into an extremely hostile situation, I want all officers ready for a debrief on the main hangar by 0600 Standard Terra Time"

"Aye Sir, for the Emperor!"

"For the emperor, indeed"

The colonel left in a hurry, leaving the general to plan what was soon to become an endless bloodbath of death and destruction.

"I shall peel the flesh from your bones!" The Marine screamed, hacking apart the Soviet PDF trooper. Dark crimson blood spurted from the man as his axe cleaved through the man's throat. He shivered in unholy ecstacy at the sight and smell of blood.

"Blood! Blood! Blood!" He shouted repeated, swinging about his axe through dozens of stoic, yet hopeless Militia. They fought bravely, but to no avail, screaming in agony and falling without doing their demonic Wanderjarian adversaries any harm.

Thousands of Marines poured through the city, storming through fortified offices and shops, and overruning their enemy at every turn, slaughtering man and woman, even child without mercy. Blood flowed in rivers down the roads whilest buildings smoldered and bodies lay broken and devestated in the ruins.

"Quite a success," Said the Sorceror, watching the carnage from their operating base just outside the city.

"Indeed it is," Replied Lord Ezeil, of the Wanderjarian Chaos Cult. "If we continue, enough blood shall flow to begin the ceremony."

"We must first locate the artifact, you know," The Sorceror replied cooly. "Without that, this operation will have been a waste."

"Do not use that tone with me worm!" Ezeil shrieked. "In case you have not forgotten, I can do away with you in all manners of unpleasent ways. Do not cross me!"

"Yes my lord," The Sorceror replied subtley. "But we do need to locate it. Perhaps information is within one of the Archives?"

"That is a possibility. Go investigate it and attempt to locate anything useful."

"Yes, my Lord."

However, things had not ended for all of the Planetary Defense Force, still, a platoon led by an Imperial Commissar held its ground, supported by the only Arbites that had survived the carnage. They had bunkered down on the main base, blocking all the exits and fortifying everything, the small group of 40 men held its ground against endless waves of enemies.

"FOR THE EMPEROR! THOU SHALT HOLD THY GROUND!" The commissar shouted over the on-going battle, inspiring his troops to heroic deeds. They all knew they were going to die, but they'd cause so much destruction and death, that they'd surely be remembered for all eternity, Humanity would praise them as defenders of mankind.

As one, they all ran to the firing ports and opened fire on the charging horde, Lasguns, Plasma guns, Rocket Launchers, flamers, Heavy Bolters and even one Meltagun, they all opened fire on the enemy, not one of them faltered as the heretics approached. Soon, they'd be inside the complex.

Glorified Bump

However, things had not ended for all of the Planetary Defense Force, still, a platoon led by an Imperial Commissar held its ground, supported by the only Arbites that had survived the carnage. They had bunkered down on the main base, blocking all the exits and fortifying everything, the small group of 40 men held its ground against endless waves of enemies.

"FOR THE EMPEROR! THOU SHALT HOLD THY GROUND!" The commissar shouted over the on-going battle, inspiring his troops to heroic deeds, they knew they were going to die, but they cause so much destruction they'd be remembered for all eternity, Humanity would praise them as defenders of mankind.

As one, they all ran to the firing ports and opened fire on the charging horde, Lasguns, Plasma guns, Rocket Launchers, flamers, Heavy Bolters and even one Meltagun, they all opened fire on the enemy, not one of them faltered as the heretics approached. Soon, they'd be inside the complex.



Seeing the weaponry this company of PDF had, the casulties they would take by pressing the attack, and the enemies resisiliance, the Chaos Marines took cover behind piles of rubble within the ruins.

Champion Yalor Shouted through his vox system, "We need fire support! Send in the Basilisks!" Immediately, hundreds of Earth Shaker Artillery rounds fell upon the enemy site, while Hell Tongue Fighters raced overhead, dropping incendiary rounds onto the fortified building.

Seeing the weaponry this company of PDF had, the casulties they would take by pressing the attack, and the enemies resisiliance, the Chaos Marines took cover behind piles of rubble within the ruins.

Champion Yalor Shouted through his vox system, "We need fire support! Send in the Basilisks!" Immediately, hundreds of Earth Shaker Artillery rounds fell upon the enemy site, while Hell Tongue Fighters raced overhead, dropping incendiary rounds onto the fortified building.

The small group raced out of the building, trying to save their lives. Needless to say, most of them were blown to bits by the artillery, while the others were cut down by enemy fire, only the Commissar remained alive, chainsword and bolter pistol still on his hand.
Targeting the nearest enemy, he let out a war cry before charging into the melee.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!"

Some Kilometers away

"Lord General, we have started to land our troops. It seems they havent seen us yet"

"Good, that'll give us an advantage. Start unloading as fast as you can, I want tanks and Kasrkins to be priority number one, tell the Techpriest Enginseers that I want a complete and fully operational base with defenses capable of taking down a Imperator Class Titan by night."

"Aye aye sir"

Meanwhile, down there, the first batches of guards were unloaded onto the planet. Scout parties were sent to check the terrain while the others remained and helped with the construction.

By now, the base was almost ready. Scout teams had already spotted the enemy and sent back the info of their positions, as soon as it turned necessary, artillery would begin pounding the opposing army's lines.

Glorious bump, for the BUMPEROR!

By now, the base was almost ready. Scout teams had already spotted the enemy and sent back the info of their positions, as soon as it turned necessary, artillery would begin pounding the opposing army's lines.



"Alright, send in the Storm Legion to clear the last pockets of resistance," The Chaos Lord said. "We-" He was cut off by the sounds of artillery coming down all around them. Massive explosions hurled massive piles of dirt and debris high in the air, which immediately rained down upon them. Hot shards of metal screeched past them, cutting apart marines and Blood Pact Legionnaires, turning them into a fleshy pulp.

"Find that Artillery damnit!" He screamed. "I want Hell Tongue's blotting out the sun with their numbers searching for them!"

"Sir," Replied a Champion. "We do not have that many..."

"Well have everything we have to kill it!"

"Yes M'Lord."

Literally hundreds of Marauder Bombers and Faustus Class Interceptors set off, ready to deliver their holy charge of damnation on the unexpecting enemy. Artillery had shot a full barrage, then changed to earth-shaker rounds, then normal HE rounds again, while full regiments of Guards and Armoured companies of Chimeras and Leman Russes advanced through the forest, ready to strike the enemy.

Literally hundreds of Marauder Bombers and Faustus Class Interceptors set off, ready to deliver their holy charge of damnation on the unexpecting enemy. Artillery had shot a full barrage, then changed to earth-shaker rounds, then normal HE rounds again, while full regiments of Guards and Armoured companies of Chimeras and Leman Russes advanced through the forest, ready to strike the enemy.



The sight of massive dust clouds from the distance gave the advancing enemy away, as did Cultists hidden within the jungle. These began firing rockets at enemy vehicles, more to distract them than to truly kill them. Hell Tongue Fighters began strafing these lines with bombs and las-gun blasts, hoping to destroy armor, and kill enemies.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Marines began readying themselves for the destruction the enemy Battalions, while the Blood Pact Legionnaires began readying defensive positions to protect themselves, and to have better firing positions to fight from.

This day, the enemy would know fear.

The sight of massive dust clouds from the distance gave the advancing enemy away, as did Cultists hidden within the jungle. These began firing rockets at enemy vehicles, more to distract them than to truly kill them. Hell Tongue Fighters began strafing these lines with bombs and las-gun blasts, hoping to destroy armor, and kill enemies.

Meanwhile, the Chaos Marines began readying themselves for the destruction the enemy Battalions, while the Blood Pact Legionnaires began readying defensive positions to protect themselves, and to have better firing positions to fight from.

This day, the enemy would know fear.

Hydras and Manticores opened fire on the enemy fighters, creating chaos (no pun intended), Interceptors and fighters rushed to protect the bombers while the Marauders made bombing and missile runs on the enemy artillery and fortified positions.
However, down in the earth, the enemy artillery had managed to create a huge number of casualties. The screams of the wounded could be heard from miles away, but, urged by their officers and commissars, the guard kept adavancing, following the heavily armoured tanks, which let go rains of lead, plasma, laser fire and shells on the emperor's foes.

OOC: Tanks range from normal russes to Vanquishers, demolishers, executioners, hellhounds and, later, I'll throw in some Baneblades or Stormblades.

The small group raced out of the building, trying to save their lives. Needless to say, most of them were blown to bits by the artillery, while the others were cut down by enemy fire, only the Commissar remained alive, chainsword and bolter pistol still on his hand.
Targeting the nearest enemy, he let out a war cry before charging into the melee.

"FOR THE EMPEROR!"


The brave officer charged, swinging his sword and cutting off the arm of the first Chaos Marine that dared oppose him, with his other hand, he opened fire on the Chaos Guards with his bolter, until he ran out of ammo. Shouting wildly, he impaled one of them, cut another one in half and severed a third one's legs, spilling blood all over the place.

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Elbumpo

Elbumpo

Hey man, check your TGs :)

Hey man, check your TGs :)

Theres nothing in there.

Theres nothing in there.

0_o


.....ok. Anyway, I was asking if you wanted in the WWIII RP when I thought I sent the aforementioned TG.

You know you wanna....

0_o


.....ok. Anyway, I was asking if you wanted in the WWIII RP when I thought I sent the aforementioned TG.

You know you wanna....

Sounds interesting, but no, I wont have (or at least I think I wont) much time as the finals start on Monday.
Anyways, shall we go on?

*Revs up Chainsword*

Sounds interesting, but no, I wont have (or at least I think I wont) much time as the finals start on Monday.
Anyways, shall we go on?

*Revs up Chainsword*

:D

Indeed. We shall. And good luck on your finals mate!


IC:


The Officer's attempts were noble, yet futile, as soon the thousands of Marines cut him apart with their bolters, blasting him until his body was but a bloody pulp oozing upon the ashen burnt ground. Yet another dead hero for the Soviet Imperium.


The enemy Fighter pilots which engaged the Wanderjarian Hell Tongues would be in for a rude surprise. As they pursued, cutting down the Chaos pilots, more spat forth from the airfields to reinforce them.

Numerous Basilisks were blown apart when the enemy Marauder's began their attack, however Anti-Aircraft turrets began chattering away at the enemy pilots as they soared overhead.

"This is Raptor Squad leader, get ready to kill some heretics, over"

"Roger that Raptor Leader, give em' hell!" (no pun intended)

The Marauders bomb bays opened in unison, letting go of its deadly cargo. Hundreds of thousands of ordnance of all types, blowing enemy formations to mere molecular forms (if they were lucky enough).

However, this victory would take its toll, already, dozens of bombers and fighters were shot down by the accuarate AA fire. Thus, they were forced to retreat, covered by a mass barrage of earthshakers and rockets, delivered by the Space Marine's Whirlwinds who had arrived a short time after the main force.

Infantry and armour dug in the forest, continually shooting at the heretics while making trenches and stuff. Once they were done, they set up weapons and bunkers, while the armoured formation kept a neat suppresing fire on the Chaos Front-Lines.