"I thought you said that this...cult was in the early stages? That it was developing its network. Does a fething Chimera sound like 'developing' to you?"
"WELL DOES IT?"
"Very well, I want you to run through the operation details again and I better be impressed with your attention to detail this time around."
If you read the mission post (if not, go ahead and take a look, I'll wait till you get back)
So, the two kill teams that would be playing today were, the Inquisition, at the command of Jefe
So Mo and I set up our opposition forces, he with 6 x 3 man Space Marine brute squads and I with 11 x 3 man Renegade brute squads. As I was playing in a game, I was only able to take the minimum level of shots for both.
Renegades brute squads set up.
"As I was saying M'Lord, we were able to infiltrate through the crime guild front lines fairly easily. Although there seemed to be quite a lot of bodies just standing around, doing who knows what, when circumstances got a little tense, we managed to dispatch the goons without much trouble."
"And there were no casualties to the team?"
"Nothing that prevented us from carrying on with the mission M'Lord."
"We were a bit ahead of schedule and opted to engage the opponent aggressively, thinking to ourselves, 'luck favors the bold', eh M'Lord."
"No Trooper, the Emperor favors the bold and I would caution you to take into consideration the fact that you have just spoken heresy in my presence. We'll deal with that issue later, but do continue."
"Y-yes, M-m'Lord, please forgive my momentary lapse in judgment. W-we charged into the emplacement containing the power box and were able to disable the mechanism. It was then that the enemy sprung their trap. From out of nowhere it seems, we were rushed by hordes, incurring significant casualties from the volume of fire and then eventually it became every man for themselves as we were swamped by waves of the cultists. Our team was wiped out."
"And yet, here you are, relating your...story to me. How is that? Didn't you say that the team was wiped out?"
"I-I-I was knocked unconscious M'Lord, when I came to, the bodies of my team were scattered about like chaff, silent as death itself."
"And then what happened?"
"M'Lord, I began to hear what I assumed was the assault force engaging the enemy. I managed to get within line of sight to the target-"
[interrupts] "Did you observe anything unusual about the target?"
"He was behaving extremely erratically, M'Lord. I could not tell if he was in pain or consumed by laughter. At times, he just stood frozen as if a statue. I've never seen anything like it in my life."
"Yes, he's quite unusual. Go on"
"There was a very intense firefight going on, I could see incoming fire from not only the mobs rushing our forces, but there was definitely heavy weaponry engaging our teams from a distance. If it had not been for supporting fire from our transports, we would certainly have been in difficult circumstance."
"Yes, certainly, we should all be thankful that someone was willing to do whatever it took in order to ensure that the mission was completed successfully. Unfortunately, that wasn't you today, was it?"
"B-but M'Lord, I felt that I should report back as soon as possible in order to inform you of-"
"That is quite enough, coward. Your 'actions' disgust me. You are a stain upon the honor and the lost lives of your unit. You shall receive your just rewards. Guards! Take this filth outside to the closest wall and shoot him."
The second game, was a lot more interesting for both of us.
The third game was even more intense.
We both fielded vehicles and since I had full control over my forces, I could concentrate them where I needed.
Jefe's Inquisitorial force (400 pts)
Still I was able to keep units close to the objective and so at the end of the game, we were in a tie situation. In Kill Team, the rules have a very simple and direct way for resolving ties. Basically the closest units get into a cage match and fight to the death, with the winner of that little spot of entertainment gets to claim victory.
So, although I had a nine man squad with lasrifiles, Jefe had his Inquisitor in 3+ armor with a Power sword leading a team of Storm Troopers/Acolytes. It took us a couple of rounds, but eventually he killed enough guys and I failed a Leadership test and broke.
So well done Jefe!
There was definitely a lot of back and forth in our game, despite the "meagre" forces (Gar sent me a text to complain about how 400 points is "a lot of stuff"), there were definitely some very important turning points.
In my case, I had set up two squads to fire in support of my Berzerker Ogryns, with the intention of me tearing up one of Jefe's Chimeras with the Ogryns. I figured that with the amount of troops I had around the objective, that I could withstand one assault by the Inquisition force, but not if he had two Chimeras available.
And so, I lined up the Ogryns and it looked like this:
Sigh...Glory, you were soooo close.
Anyway, the game was great fun and we are definitely inspired to play some more "small" games soon.
"I am pleased. Has the cordon been established? I wish to insert a contingent of Earth caste to begin excavation efforts immediately."
"There were some unexpected circumstances encountered."
"Por'la, explain yourself immediately!", rasped Por'O Vash'ya.
"Yes. We had completed our infiltration of the various local Gue'la organizations, yet always reaching higher to extend our influence into their social hierarchy. Your specialists have made significant inroads into several planetary government seats and this allowed us to establish a fulcrum for leveraging real estate acquisitions to our advantage. We had also inserted several Black Star units in the area of interest, to establish a security cordon. It was during a routine patrol when one of the teams uncovered a small base of operations for approximately a half company of the Astartes warriors."
"You did not alarm them!" hissed the elder Water caste member.
"We did not. We noted their location and rotated our security teams around them as operations continued."
"Good, I do not want them disturbed, nor do I want them to discover our presence. If they should uncover our operations at this stage, then we will jeopardize our recovery of the artifacts."
Por'O pried, "You did leave them isolated and intact, did you not?"
The Por'la paused before saying, "No, we did not. They eventually established a concealed operations center next to the entrance of the target. I was convinced by the Shas'el in command that we must remove them immediately to ensure that our operations are not compromised. So they have been eliminated and their bodies removed to our ship until their final disposition can be agreed upon."
The Por'O fought to keep his composure, spitting his words out between gritted teeth, "Did you think that the Astartes would not become curious as to reason that half a company of their warriors would suddenly stop communications for no apparent reason? Did you not think that perhaps they might become concerned and send even more forces to this planet, because apparently, a half company isn't enough to handle whatever threats might be manifest here.
I am astounded at your lack of foresight. You will secure safe transport back here as rapidly as possible, while I contemplate how much damage you have introduced to our efforts.
That is all.
Even without Stormsurges and the other nasty toys the Tau now have, it is obvious that they will be a force to be reckoned with.
Gar's 400 point force
"Is any useful information coming out of our target yet? Any leads we can work?"
"Um, no sir, and we're not going to get anything from him either."
Commandant Falke looked up from his reports and said, "And why would that be? Are you going soft on him?"
"No sir! We walked him to his cell, him babbling the whole way, on and on about the "Dragon" and all that nonsense and locked him up nice and safe. When we came back with the Interrogators a few minutes later, the cell was empty."
"Well how in the feth did he escape?"
"He didn't escape sir, the locks were still secured, the vid cams still operational, guards posted along the length of the hallway are adamant that he did not pass by them. He just...left, sir."
"That's impossible, he's a babbling nut case, but...wait a minute, could he be a psyker? A telekinetic, perhaps?"
"No sir. We took extra precautions with him. He was in a null cell and there were no psyker energy readings registered anywhere in that entire cell block....we know how to lock someone down...the vid cams show him just standing there quietly blabbing and then he turned to look at the vid cam and...he just disappeared."