Blades of Dorn, Vth Company Siege Assault Vanguard

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VIIth Legion Successor Chapter:

"Blades of Dorn"

Vth Company Siege Assault specialists.

Company Commander Brother-Captain Andarion, "The Siege-Breaker",

2000pts Force roster:

HQ

Brother-Captain Andarion (Siege Master, Power Fist and Combi-Melta) - 150pts

Troops

Siege Assault Squad Petroclus "Dorn's Fury" (Power Fist, Melta Bombs, Combat Shields, 2x Melta Guns, Land Raider Redeemer) - 495pts

Siege Assault Squad Diomentes "Brothers of the Temple" (Power Sword, Land Raider Redeemer) - 410pts

Heavy Support

Devestator Squad Hydrocles "Titan-killers" (4x Lascannon) - 150pts

Whirlwind "Legacy of Terra" (Storm Bolter) - 70pts

Vindicator Squadron (2x Vindicators) - 250pts

Elites

Terminator Squad Achilleon (Chain Fist, Heavy Flamer, Land Raider) - 465pts

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Tale of 18 Painters:-

September Challenge

Brother-Captain Andarion

Devestator-Squad Hydrocles

500 words of fluff.

Before Image:

Test-scheme model on the right, almost completed.

[The_Chaplain]

You had my attention at Siege Assault Vanguard.

 

Any particular reason you went powerfist on the siege master?

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Originally he was going to be my Captain Androcles for the Badab thread, but as that petered out I have re-purposed him for the Blades of Dorn. Also, I like Power Fists!!

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As this is a WIP, I ought to post some progress:

Brother-Sergeant Hydrocles of the IXth Devestator Squad, Vth Company, complete with battle damage.

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Brother-Sergeant Hydrocles complete:

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Jaeggerfall IV - The Siege of Primaris Hive

 

Brother-Sergeant Hydrocles braced himself as the shockwave from the collapsing enemy bastion buffeted him and his squad. The vindicators had finally found the weak points and crushed the arch-enemy's defensive lynchpin. A cloud of ferrocrete dust blossomed out from the rubble, bringing with it the tang of prometheum and the stench of dying traitors. The targetting reticules of his helm lit up with threat warnings as a massive canine form loped over the remnants of the defences towards the Imperial lines. "Enemy warhound titan sighted" Hydrocles voxed over the net, "all units fire at will".

He watched as heavy weapons fire lanced into the corrupted god-machine from across the Imperial sector.The voidshields flickered in places but held under the withering barrage.The warhound turned it's bestial face to the sector to the west of Hydrocles' squad and a daemonic roar emanated from the brass warhorns on it's shoulders. A crescendo of noise followed as the beast unleashed a torrent of gatling cannon fire into the Imperial positions. The screams of the 197th Janissarians flooded the vox as the heavy shells tore them apart.

More weapons fire from the Imperial forces poured into the enemy machine, causing the void shields to flicker again. Hydrocles blink-clicked his targetting reticules to search for flaws in the beast's defences. Using the ancient technologies contained in his signum, the sergeant vainly scanned for a chink in the daemon engine's armour. "Concentrate all fire to sector 17b" he voxed, "Let's see if we can't overload the fething shield generators". Again, demolisher shells from the vindicators crashed into the lower torso of the warhound and this time Hydrocles witnessed the void shields temporarily overload under the weight of fire hammering into them.

Sensing the threat, the malign intelligence piloting the titan turned it's gaze on the ruined manufactorum where Hydrocles and his squad were holed up. The warhorns blared the machine's guttural cries of hate as it poured turbolaser fire into the marines position. Battle brothers were immolated in front of Hydrocles' eyes as the searing beams cut his squad apart. The fusillade ripped into the building, sending great chunks of masonry crashing into the warriors below.

Hydrocles pulled himself out of the rubble of the ruined building and tore off his damaged helmet. Looking across the battlefield he could see the warhound turn it's cannons onto another column of Leman Russ tanks, shredding the vehicles and their occupants in a hail of shells. Spitting the dust out of his mouth, Hydrocles keyed into his auspex to check on the remnants of his command. A handful of heavy weapons troopers and two vindicators were all that remained of his task force. "This had better be enough" he growled, as he fed targetting data to his brothers. "Execute attack pattern Epsilon, staggered fire". Demolisher shells crashed into the hip section of the titan and Hydrocles watched as the void shields flared blue. Micro-seconds later a pair of lascannon beams sliced into the exact same spot and the shields flared white in a retina-searing flash. 2 more lascannon shots smashed into the now unprotected joint, blasting through ceramite and daemonic flesh alike.

With a tortured roar. the corrupted titan turned to look at Hydrocles and slowly crashed to the ground as it's one functioning leg collapsed under the colossal weight. Growling it's hate to the dark gods, the beast dragged an arm around to aim again at the marines. "Put that fething mutt down" Hydrocles spat, as his squad poured lascannon fire into the command head, turning the snarling visage to molten slag.