These beacon worlds as they came to be known, have a simple shrine with a transmitter that emits a constant bleep. The theory behind it is if this signal ever stopped transmitting, then an expeditionary force would be sent to investigate for danger. Planet WO-415 Enkius was one of these early warning measures. It's surface a dull desolate grey undisturbed for years.
All this is about to change.
Kol Paxheydra had been watching the Orks ever since they made re-materialised back in to realspace, he watched with interest as they manoeuvred towards the beacon planet. he knew that if the beacon was ever destroyed then imperial forces would move into the sector, they would be easily destroyed but more imperials would arrive after, he couldn't afford any complications, not now. He clenched his fist, he wouldn't let any savage greenskin ruin his well laid plans. He signalled to one of his red clad champions, "Tell Eagar to prepare his bezerkers. we have some greenskins to deal with"
He felt his daemon weapon in his armoured gauntlet twitch in anticipation of the battle to come.
The mission played was a Seize ground and 3 objectives where generated.(neon green flags)
Deployment was Dawn of War.
Orks win deployment and first turn
The Footslogga boyz around the weirdboy Zogdakka looked uneasy as he began to glow and green sparks fluttered from his eyes. a sudden convulsion shook the ork psyker off the ground and he landed with a resounding thud, the nearest Ork boy head burst open, the rest of the boyz gave the bewildered wierdboy a wide berth from his 'eadbanger.
Following the icon bearer out of the immobilised rhino transport, the veteran champion could see the vile greenskins coming closer out of the ruined compound, they where closer than he liked. with a bark he gave the order to rapid fire. The squad opened fire killing a chunk out of the approaching horde. Behind him he heard a fizzle and an agonising scream. Without turning back he knew his plasma guns has overheated killing their users.
Turn 2 -Dawn breaks
The Footsloggaz get closer, the weirdboy frazzles the icon bearer and two other chaos space marines.
The Orks charge in to combat with the word bearers taking heavy causalities but they hold their ground.
Soon the chaos dreadnought arrives and wastes no time getting into combat.
Kol Paxheydra charged up the hill, over the wreckage of the Ork warmachine, towards where his summoned daemons where in combat with the Ork command, he could see the Ork Warboss smashing a daemon in to rippling flesh as they were banished back into the warp realm. behind him he could hear the battle cries to khorne coming from his frenzied retinue. He could feel the daemon weapon urging him on further and slay the warboss.
For the second time today Kol Paxheydra, The Void Pilgrim slowly climbed up the ragged hill, his body filled with extreme pain. wondering to himself, but thankful that the chaos gods have saved him, his task wasn't yet complete. At the top of the hill he had also noticed that the Ork warboss that had caused him so much grief, it's body was missing. He was pleased at the carnage that his Khorne champion Eagar the Red had caused, after checking the ruins he gathered that beacon was still transmitting. now it was time to leave this forsaken planet this venture has cost too much already.