The central thrust of the assault would be focusing on the Repair Hanger and Comptoria Gantry that govern the comings and goings of freight through the facility. It is here that multiple warbosses have situated themselves to resupply and rearm after making attempts on the walls. Killing these warlords and obliterating their retinues will send a shockwave throughout the other aliens in the local area. As such the Astartes of the Sons of Medusa, the Elite Precpian Air Cavalry, and the Battle Hardened Fusiliers of the Usamiljen Cohorts have been committed to the spearpoint.
A tide of alien warriors and machines scramble through their holdings to meet the Imperial Spearhead.
A view of the Comptoria Gantry
The Maglev Repair Hanger, overwatched by Lootas and guarded by the fearsome might of a full Ork Dred Mob
Fortunately for Jornath, a Knight of the Mechanicus strides to war in their defense. A violent foil to the Ork walkers.
WAAAAAAAAAAGGGGGHHHHHH!!
Here we see a truly disgusting amount of unwashed alien barbarians eager and willing to massacre the noble defenders of Jornath.
**We actually had reserves too. Because you can never EVER have to many Boyz**
The men of Usamiljen shall not be found wanting on this day. The crack of hundreds of lasguns and the booming report of autocannons act as proof of their steadfast determination to scour the Ork from their world.
As the Usamiljen Fusiliers close ranks and advance into their objective, the Cargo Yard. The first of the alien mobs begin their headlong charge into the jumble of containers, ramshackle gantries and barricades.
The Fusiliers, one of the most battle-tested combat units in the Eastern Usamiljen Conflict
Sector prove their mettle by laying down a torrent of las-fire into the aliens. The specialist motorized soldiers of the Grenadiers take full advantage of this cover by blitzing forward in hardened transports to assume positions within the cargo yard.
Sector prove their mettle by laying down a torrent of las-fire into the aliens. The specialist motorized soldiers of the Grenadiers take full advantage of this cover by blitzing forward in hardened transports to assume positions within the cargo yard.
Around the Comptoria Gantry, the forces of the Precpian Air Cavalry form up along the highway and set up a brutal killzone, as Ork motorized assets thunder towards their position.
The Precpian elite's soar into the combat zone, the Valkyries rocket pods and heavy bolters working hard to clear a landing zone amoungst the tide of greenskin warriors.
The Emperor's Finest, the Space Marines of the Sons of Medusa and an Imperial Knight form the unyielding core to the Imperial assault force.
End of the first Imperial turn
A close up of the Usamiljen Fusiliers' Company Command squad. The cohort commanders putting on a stern face to inspire the younger soldiers.
In a surgical strike, Precpeian commandos annihilate the battlewagon of one of the leading Ork warbosses, and set their multi-melta's upon his retinue.
End of the Ork 1st turn movments on the cargo yard side of the field.
Adapting to the changing battle conditions the Astartes take firing positions around the Repair Hanger
The roaring engines of Valkyrie's above the complex's administrative buildings announce the shift in the tide of the battle, in favor of the Imperium.
Ork troops in the Comptoria Gantry swarm forward, in an attempt to dislodge the Precpians from their firing positions to mixed effect. The initial strike team by the smoldering remains of the Warboss's vehicle were swiftly surrounded and hacked to pieces. On the mainstreet, nearly a hundred Orks attempted to charge the vehicle convoy containing the bulk of the Precpian ground forces but were swiftly annihilated by massed heavy bolter and autocannon fire.
The lumbering might of the Ork Dred mob sends a hail of ordinance across the field, The Morkanaught paying special attention to the Imperial's Knight
In a flare of psyhic energy a unit of Ork warriors blinks into and out of existence, appearing amidst the ranks of the Fusiliers. The aliens swiftly hack the men to pieces, but are soon met on all sides with pitiless rifle fire. The momentary distraction allows more of their kin to surge forward into the Cargo Yard.
fighting escalates amongst the admin block and around the gantry, as the aliens there finally get to grips with the Precpians.
Responding to the surging Orks, the Imperial convoy pulls back from the intersection, preferring to make full use of their heavy weaponry.
The Fusiliers react to their unwelcome guests
A view of the combat within the Cargo yard, the Imperium has secured much of the ground early. But large portions of the Ork Warband still has yet to fully commit, leaving doubt as to the longevity of Imperial control.
Precpians dismount from the vehicle convoy to add more small arms to the fight, as the Ork's grow ever nearer. In conjunction with the Knight and Astartes the greenskins face down a truly enormous concentration of firepower.
The Orks in the cargo yard, attempt to move forward, but are stymied by the sudden arrival of Astartes reserves in the form of Cataphractii terminators and Inteceptor assault infantry, both of whom strike from the skies to lend their expertise to the fighting.
It seems that the Ork magic was interfering more than a little with the fates.
The heat of the battle had subsided somewhat, much of the alien warhost had been cut down under the immensity of the Imperial crossfire. But those greenskins that did still remain were tenacious and not nearly ready to give up a fight of such magnitude just yet.
Ork Kommando's appeared from hiding behind the parked Precpian vehicle column, catching a few of the special forces men off guard. Were it not for the intervention of the Astartes, the damage may well have been far more severe.
Imperial heavy assets begin to roll the front forward, eliminating the last vestiges of Ork resistance
The Orks make their final bid for the Comptoria Gantry, a sizable group of Nobz leap from their transports to charge the dismounted Precpians. The brutes do not make it far, between the vehicles, the commandos, the knight and Astartes, few make it further than a few steps.
Pushing through the immense gunfire, the Orks at the Cargo yard swarm forward, hoping to break the momentum of the Imperial attack
A pair of Deff Dred's decimate the newly arrived Cataphractii veterans with a hail of heavy weapons fire.
They are met with the vengeful rage of The Ancient Castellax. The redemptor dreadnaugt's onslaught cannons rip the chassis of the Deff Dreds to pieces, sending them to the ground in a blaze of acrid smoke and molten metal.
The Orks in the Cargo Yard still struggle to find any sort of purchase within the area. The Fusiliers holding their ground defiantly.
With the number of losses well in excess of five hundred, and with the burning remains of dozens of their vehicles the remainder of the Ork warhost opts to withdraw.
The Imperial forces sally forth from their firing positions to see the aliens off with fire and sword.
Mendorus Grove is a Major Imperial Victory.
Thanks to the success of the Offensive Imperial forces were able to puncture the Ork encirclement of Fort Behras. While the fortress is still under significant pressure from the North and the West, it is now open to resupply once more. From here Imperial commanders will launch into the second stage of Operation Gray Jewel. An attempt to break the spirit of the Ork assaults coming from these approaches and beat them into the Ctre Valley Agricultural complex where they will be far enough from vital infrastructure to hit with orbital weaponry.
