There's too many of them!

This past Friday, we descended on Neverness' house for a 2k, 2v1 game of 40k. Having gotten the both of us sick the week prior, we were intent on exacting our revenge on Screech and his thousand Sons (of Bitches). However we were instead surprised to find his Space Wolves had come out of cold storage for the game! It would be a 2k game of: WAAAAUUUGH!!! Neverness with 500 points of the allied Eleet Grot Mountin Duvishun, vs. The Spess Puppies. Scouring mission, dawn of war deployment, Orks set up & went first, with first round as night fight.

 The kitty was a tempting proxy for a squiggoth...

 Army deployments (with both sides of the green skin's deployment zone).

 Turn 1, Ork shooting was typically ineffective, and saw little else other than a general surge forward. Whereas the Spess Wolves landed a drop pod far forward with a deathstar contained therein. That said, their shooting was no better with only 2 dead orks and a half dozen grots removed from the board.  

 

 Having failed to kill much, the Wolves' Deathstar (consisting of: a SW Lord, Ulric the Slayer, Arjack rockfist, and some Grey Hunters) prepares to weather the orks' incoming fire. They didn't realize that that would be a literal translation though, till Mad Doc Grotsnik and a bucket load of burnas hopped out of the battlewagon!

Yes folks, 51 total Burna hits!!! Arjack would soak up 16 of those before finally melting into oblivion. Ulric went shortly thereafter and when all was said and done, just the Lord and 2 grey hunters remained. Da Grots gunned down one grey hunter and da' shoota boys the other. After da' boyz charged in to get stuck in good and propa!

 The Wolf Lord wisely challenged the Nob. Outnumbered a gazillion to one, the Nob had rerolls galore, however the Wolf Lord had the 'saga of something, something' (the Eternal warrior one), so survived the fight whilst only wounding the nob in return. 

 Prepared for their commander's demise the SW line moves up to avenge his soon to be death!

 Fed up with the shokk Attack Gun's Mek making all of his cover saves, the Predator resorts to popping grots with its' lascannons...

The Wolf Lord dispatches the Nob, only to fall under a rain of choppas shortly thereafter. Da' Boyz don't go far though, as they fight over 'da good skrap!' that termie armor provides...

Meanwhile, da' flankin' manoover proceeds (albeit slowly) on the uvver side of da' board...

 Whilst the SW Lord was finding his way to Valhalla, Grotsnik and his boyz failed to charge the grey hunters by the tiniest of margins. This would cost them dearly...

 

Such abysmal SW shooting...the dice were not kind.

 Da Grots' green plutoon would soon become mired in the creek, diving under the waters in a desperate attempt to gain cover! (don't ask how they were breathing, I think as many drown as died to SW shooting...

After suffering a mere 2 wounds from the Shokk Attack Gun, the Long Fangs see where all this is heading and turn tail, running off the board!

 

 The horde grinding forward towards yet another objective...

 

Alongside da' boyz, da' Grot Spee rides the heavy swells of rough terrain with all gunz blazing (and typically hitting nothing).

 

Some 'hot Dread on Dredd  action'. Even though the SW dread was already down to 1 HP, statistically it should have won this as it went first. However I believe this was during the point in the game where Screechs dice were in 'fuck you buddy' mode and failing at everything...

 I say that, as in the same turn, a Yahtzee roll of 1s and 2s by the grey hunters, saw them fleeing from Groztnik and the burnas they had charged!

 

With the demise of both nearby dreadnoughts, the Boyz claim another objective!

 

Grotsnik and friends continue to run amok on their side of the table...

 

The dice suddenly turned in Screech's favor when a lone Grey Hunter found himself in shoota boy range, yet made an inordinate number of saves!!!

 

Already wanting to concede, but brow beaten into continuing the Wolves fallback in an attempt to simply survive...

 

 SCHULTZ!!! triumphantly plants his flag on an objective, and a goodly portion of his duvishun starts celebrating victory early...

 

The end is nigh as Grotsnik, the Grot Spee and cy-bikes run rampant in the backfield...

 

Firing a full broadside, the Grot Spee takes out a rhino and 2 nearby Grey Hunters!

Many thanks to blogger for its mysterious, and seemingly un-fixable spacing issues...

 Grotsnik finishes off the vindicator, and the last few marines start to fall...

Ork shooting finally takes down the drop pod (along with a few half drown Grots).

 

Speaking of shooting, things go horribly awry for the Shokk attack gun, slaying the Ork's warlord...

 

 Despite a last ditch rout of the cy-bikers in close combat, the game ends on turn 7 with nothing left on the Spess Wolf side but a predator stuck in the river (though it did manage to vaporize Gotsnik in a final parting shot).

Tallying things up, the VPs were clearly in the greenskins' favor with 14-1 (and that '1' only resulting from the shokk attack gun's misfire...). Demoralized by the experience, Screech's Space Wolves summarily went back into cold storage, lol.

Screech's Thousand Sons (of Bitches) took to the field Saturday in a huge game, which I didn't see the end of. Whereas my Saturday game vs. Mac's Ultramarines ended in a loss, though there was an honorable mention, but I'll save for my next post...