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INQUISTADORES



The Hyena moves up and fires a grenade at the gate.



The damage is pitiful, the skeletons are simply thrown back a little.



Making up for it, the Hyena blasts the guy on the tower with its heavy lasers.



The nobles rush into combat... but hey, where are their hover bikes?



Oh! The slower custodians have grabbed the bikes. Clever. Two skeletons are blasted. Huzzah!



The remaining custodians open fire on the Prussians with their staff weapons, but miss (in part due to the fortifications).



The shock troopers, seeing the nobles run into combat like they're one of them, get a full turn's worth of extra movement and march forward. Don't mind us, just passing by!

PLANETARY GARRISON



The Raven walker opens fire on the Daemons. While powerful, the size 3 guns aren't very suited to shooting minifig-sized targets, and both shots miss. The walker prepares its minigun for response fire.



To their dismay and even the skeleton's surprise, three troopers' combined efforts fail to get rid of the intruder.



Mercifully, the tower guard blows the skeleton's head off before it can cause more trouble.



The rest of the garrison, seeing the daemon threat, reposition and give them a volley. "URGLE!" Two daemons fall. Not bad considering their thick hides and (in some cases) heavy armour and shields.



This member of the base personnel looks very happy with himself for some reason...



No wonder, he's just activated the base defenses! Ooohhh yeahh! (Under ninja-bait's control from next turn onward)

THE WOLFPACK



Heavies take careful aim. One misses, but the other's shot tears through both wraiths.



Whoah! Now this is some PROPER Prussian firepower! The wraiths are wiped out.



Those soldiers that can move up. Two Jaegers aim at something way in the distance...



Hah! Take that, knave!



Johnny Blitzkrieg scales the fort wall. Ay-up! Hi there!



BLAM! An armoured skeleton takes a shot to the face from the heavy pistol, but the undead thing doesn't go down.

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MERCENARY SURVIVORS



Ahnuld tries to throw Valeera off his tank, but she manages to get loose and cuts one of his hands off. [Insert appropriate Arny quote]



Undeterred, Ahnuld resolves to keep unleashing hell on the infiltrators. Peach response fire hits the tank, ricocheting off the armour.



FWA-THOOM!!! Two infiltrators and the chicken suit guy are wiped out by the barrage.



Ahnuld then obliterates the final alium with a laser volley.



Lastly, he turns the lahzors on the armoured, disrupted peach. His armour doesn't save him. That'll do, Ahnuld, that'll do.



The rest of the mercs take cover around the tank.



Come get some!

WARP DAEMONS



The daemons reposition and advance, drawing some response fire that, this time, fails to kill any of them. Then they unleash hell with their warp bows, thrown pikes (which are just daemonic flavoured long-ranged weapons) and warp lances.



Four guardsmen are savagely cut down.



A true officer knows how to stay out of trouble and let the privates do the dying. The lieutenant leaps away from a shot that would've otherwise skewered him.



He jumped really far and ended up flying in through the window.

THE MANLY MEN



The rednecks execute the necromancer on the slope.



They then scale the hill. VIctory! King of the Hill!



Seeing the inquistadores in their way and trying to ignore them, the Manly Men take this as an insult to their manliness and brandish their chainswords as they charge forward, shouting the age-old manly battle cry of 'THAT'S MY TV SET!'



The inquistadores, having anticipated such a move, open fire, but surprisingly fail to kill any of the crazed lunatics charging towards them and are forced into melee combat. Mano à Mano!



Failed to do enough damage and summarily cut in half, you say? FFFUUUUU!



Yeowch! Perhaps this wasn't such a good idea after all.



Huzzah! The OTC pulls through! Or cuts through, rather.



Manly Santa looks mighty disappointed in his own OTC. Did that damn iceworlder procure him a deficient one?



Sorely displeased by the lack of carnage caused by him and his men, MS goes rummaging through his bag once again...



A-ha!



Heiho!



In his excitement, MS kinda throws the explosives all over the place, meaning he has no immediate use for them.



Miraculously, they don't explode... yet.



The gods have seen fit to not make them land in a big pile of minifigs. (Also yet. )



So far Santa's gifts haven't had too much effect... except for a bad case of brown pants for some.

THE PEACH INFILTRATORS



A Cthulhoid appears from the tunnel entrance. It's been trained not to let anyone in who doesn't know the password, and only Prussians know the password.



Though he defends himself valiantly, Valeera pokes Ahnuld full of holes.



As she tosses Ahnuld's body down into one of the engines, she figures out a plot of how to turn the tank against the grouped up mercs in the most gruesome and satisfying way possible...



However Johnny had been waiting for such an eventuality and tosses his sword.



'Ack! Ffuuuu!'

Valeera is badly wounded, but not quite dead yet.



The last infiltrator picks himself up and is immediately greeted by one of the Blue Sons.



His body armour absorbing the blow, he runs into cover and returns the favour, but fails to kill as well.

THE ARMY OF THE DAMNED



The rednecks cease their celebrations as son is killed by one of the ghost bows. Nooo!



Some skeletons pick themselves up and attack the gate again. They deal more damage this time, but the gate still holds.



Two attempt to destroy one of the hover bikes, but its armour holds too.



Not a good turn for the undead. The bitchy witch fails her attack.



The other witch is raised back to unlife.



Crossbow skellies open fire but fail to kill.



The IPD respawn in the compound, back with a vengeance.



Hey wait what's this?



Three psychobots have been ported in! They're reinforcements for the Wolfpack.



... and uh-oh, the Warp keeps spitting out its horrors in places full of chaos such as these. It's Baron DeMorte with a legion of undead footmen under his command. These guys were doing some med-eevul reenactment when the Peach virus struck the planet. Psh. Just when you thought they'd become a non-threat, too.

SHITGOATS have arrived!



Arkbrik is in the building!

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I can't believe there hasn't been another post in this forum for a week. Anyway, make sure you've sent your orders by tomorrow.

Stunned speechless

Edit: o fuck, this is round three... I will send orders

Come on guys! It's my turn soon!

Fucking loving this battle man.