Sanctus Reach - Hour of the Wolf by Games Workshop Ltd

Author:Games Workshop Ltd
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: Games Workshop Ltd
Published: 2014-08-13T16:00:00+00:00

‘Come on you stinkin’ runts, da humies is right outside da wallz! Is you gonna let ’em just walk in ’ere and clobber us all, or is you gonna give ’em a proper kickin’? Come on ladz, Waaagh!’.

- Boss Zogdrok, Battle of Scrap Peak

Within the settlement, Orks were dashing back and forth in heaving mobs, fighting to get to their weapons, their vehicles, or just to charge toward the walls. The bass rumble of thunder was joined by the hollow booms of Ork artillery firing blind from within the settlement. Many of their shots flew wide, shells falling woefully short and detonating amid the tightly packed Ork defenders with devastating effect. Yet one shell dropped amid the Long Fangs of Ragnar Blackmane’s company, blowing several veteran Fenrisians apart in a gout of flame, while a lucky salvo hammered into the Degallio Knight of Sire Tormolos, looping over his ion shield and driving his Knight suit to its knees.

Grimnar was too wise a general to let his attack be stalled by the Orks’ towering bulwark, however. Vindicators and Knights moved up, pounding at the iron walls with shell after shell. Stormfang Gunships swept overhead, screaming out of the darkness to scour the battlements with withering fire. Lord Degallio strode forward through the driving rain, rokkits detonating harmlessly against his flickering shield. Bellowing his hate at the aliens who had ravaged his world, Neru raised his reaper chainsword high and brought it down upon the wall before him. Roaring teeth churned through metres-thick iron with a rending screech. Sparks fell in waterfalls down the face of the wall while greenskins hurled themselves yowling from the ramparts. Degallio dragged his blade downward, bracing the legs of his armoured suit as he sheared a great rent in the wall. Taking a step back, blade glowing with heat, the White Warden raised one mighty foot and kicked hard. With a groaning, rending crash an entire section of the wall buckled inward, its own weight dragging it down in a grinding slow-motion avalanche. Orks were crushed and mangled as the breach tore wider, and then the White Warden was through. Lord Degallio bellowed curses as he blazed away at the foe, another battering-ram kick sending a battlewagon crashing end over end into the settlement below. Blood Claws poured between the White Warden’s feet, Krom Dragongaze in their midst, and Grey Hunters at their heels as they charged towards the mobs of Orks that were rushing to meet them.

Great masses of greenskins were pouring forth from the settlement now, scrambling up the rocky inner slope of the caldera with guns blazing. They roared their anger and bloodlust as another section of the fortress wall crashed in amid smoke and flame, shells from the Vindicators smashing it flat. From the streets of Scrap Peak lurched hordes of Ork walkers and tanks, answering the Space Wolves’ challenge with a reckless headlong charge. The two armies slammed together, venting their fury and desperation upon one another in a devastating display of violence.

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