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Saturday 28 August 2010

Turn 4 and 5. The bitterness Ooooooo


Previously on Bolt Catchers...


Turn 4 Imperial Guard. The tide turns...


The Assualt continues as the remaining guard squad in the centre clashes with the remains of the Space Marines finest over the centre objective. After the squad is sent packing and bloody only one Assualt Marine remains, alone and victorious.


On the right flank the firebase hiding in the swamp continues its torrent of fire, now aided by me remembering the bloody orders rule. That many lasgun shots later, sees a few dead and post humously embarresed Space Marines with sun tans.


Turn 4 Space Marines. Bloody Space Marines.

The two Predators open fire on the storm troopers, their autocannon/heavy bolter payloads making short work of their carapace armour. Only the Veteren Sergeant is left standing, staring down the barrel of a reloading autocannon.

On the right flank, another Tactical squad proves that in the new rules vehicles and combat dont mix. Hitting the rear armour with krak grenades makes short work of even the unlucky demolisher. I cry...
On top of the Fire Base and the right most objective, the remaining guardsmen squares of against the horde of Marines before being thrown off the edge to his grizzly death. My entire right flank falls silent as theyre all dead.

Also on the right flank the marines storm forward, the remains of one Tactical squad within range to deliver the flame template to my guys in the swamp, meaning no saves! An entire squad is burned and routed.


Turn 5 Imperial Guard. Every inch in blood.

Determind to at least strike a draw, I push on, every gun sounding off as the dark blue tide came ever closer... (insert tense music here=)
The right flank folding in, the armies commander can only watch as his men are slaughtered before his eyes, the moment seconds before his own death.



Basalisk number two falls to a lucky shot from a Lascannon, making the artillaries magazine cookoff sending its wreckage high into the dawn sky. BOOM! hehe.

In desperation, the remaining red cog squad charge forward, hoping to find cover in assualt. The theory was good, the results fatal as not a marine is killed before the entire squad is slain to a man.

Turn 5 Space Marines. Mopping up.

Feeling extra confident, Rory made his final moves, knowing that he didnt need to worry about a following turn.
The lone Marine leaped from the ruins, abandoning his mission in favour of a streak of revenge. Bloody minded he leaps into the grey building, killing four guardsmen before being brought down.

The Right Flank is firmly in Marine hands as two objectives are taken. With not much more shooting to do. The game is over.

End Result. Space Marine narrow victory.
As the dust settled and the roar of battle reduced to a kind of ouchy moan as the last of my men were rounded up and promptly shot, I could only think on how I had come so close. What failed me??

The objectives at the end of the game:-

Objective 1. Grey Building

Result: Imperial Guard Claimed


Objective 2. Ruins of the crashed aquila.


Result: Contested.


Objective 3. Killzone.

Result: Space Marine Claimed.


Objective 4. Firebase.

Result: Space Marine Claimed.

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