Wars havoc
The day had begun gloomily for the commanders of each army as they prepared to drop the bombs all around the planet. The leaders spoke briefly then planned the drop. The commander spoke pointing at a hologram. There are a few points we need to land on each race has a specific point you land once you have dropped the bomb over a 500 mile radius. I will point out were each land now. As the commander goes over everything and finishes the bomb sirens go off and signals the start of the assault. Everybody then hurries to the transport ships as the Necrons burrow under the sand to avoid the smashing bombs.
The Orks were the first to land to hopefully lead them all in the middle at once so the rest could quietly sneak around the backsides. The Orks came down hard with hundreds of thousands of them pouring from ships everywhere. Thousands of tanks roll out of from the ships as the ships with the men take off into safety of space. The Ork commander starts screaming commands to his troops "Get those za zap guns out and plant them and have the tanks circle so they cannot see us in the middle. "When they get close enough we make a break and run at them". As he spoke his troops understood the fast attack bikes were driving as fast as they could from the base camp just to search as the dreadnoughts, Big Gunz, and the many stolen tanks they controlled circled as the necrons began to rise. As soon as they finished the circle of protection, destruction started. The dreadnoughts fought fiercely against the basic warriors of the necrons firing everything they had and tearing them apart with their power claws. The Big Gunz were firing so quickly between each other that it sounded like one big machine gun and the tanks were cranking at will. The necron warriors started to return the barrage of bullets with their gauss weapons ripping holes through the dreadnoughts easily. Crewmembers lay with heads missing as blood poured out and limbs gone because of the nasty explosions if they were hit. The War boss called as they were fighting to his loota's to take a head counts on vehicles. The loota's took the count and responded "There are a total of 990 Dreadnoughts 6 Big Gunz, and no wartrukks or anything left". The Warboss reported back to the starship in radio and spoke out slowly to be heard clearly "general, we have lost 6010 dreadnoughts, 15000 wartrukks, and 994 Big Gunz. We have attracted most of them we suggest to start the attack now.
As he spoke they already have every race-started packing up and landing onto the ground setting up heavy positions before drawing their attention. The Orks as they figured out eventually found that they were being used for a distraction and that they had no chance of surviving. The War boss gave a final count of his troops and the necrons lying dead and sent it up about to make his final attack on The Necrons. "The current conditions sir are horrible we have lost all vehicles but are protected by rubbish when they find us we will be ready to fight to the death, but the current count on our men is 10,000,000 alive and 1,000,000 dead and the necrons are at a death total of 6984 out of I have no idea, farewell friends". The War Boss yelled out finally "CHAAAARGGGE"!!!! As soon as they broke the top of the rubbish they were cut down to 500,000 men in seconds. Six squads stayed back with the War Boss to try and find openings to shoot at them as the rest of their men were cut down by the gauss weapons. The War Boss realized that they were shot down by something far more fearful then they could imagine hundreds of thousands of what an ork called a wraith were phasing out and phasing back in murdering men like they were paper. The War Boss stayed motionless as he watched the men scream and fall into pieces gushing blood and missing their arms, legs, and heads. The 101 men remaining opened fire only killing about 50 of the Wraiths as they smashed his army to pieces. The War Boss finally said for his last check " we are done good luck, death count all our men dead and 50 out of at least 5000 killed".
The day had begun gloomily for the commanders of each army as they prepared to drop the bombs all around the planet. The leaders spoke briefly then planned the drop. The commander spoke pointing at a hologram. There are a few points we need to land on each race has a specific point you land once you have dropped the bomb over a 500 mile radius. I will point out were each land now. As the commander goes over everything and finishes the bomb sirens go off and signals the start of the assault. Everybody then hurries to the transport ships as the Necrons burrow under the sand to avoid the smashing bombs.
The Orks were the first to land to hopefully lead them all in the middle at once so the rest could quietly sneak around the backsides. The Orks came down hard with hundreds of thousands of them pouring from ships everywhere. Thousands of tanks roll out of from the ships as the ships with the men take off into safety of space. The Ork commander starts screaming commands to his troops "Get those za zap guns out and plant them and have the tanks circle so they cannot see us in the middle. "When they get close enough we make a break and run at them". As he spoke his troops understood the fast attack bikes were driving as fast as they could from the base camp just to search as the dreadnoughts, Big Gunz, and the many stolen tanks they controlled circled as the necrons began to rise. As soon as they finished the circle of protection, destruction started. The dreadnoughts fought fiercely against the basic warriors of the necrons firing everything they had and tearing them apart with their power claws. The Big Gunz were firing so quickly between each other that it sounded like one big machine gun and the tanks were cranking at will. The necron warriors started to return the barrage of bullets with their gauss weapons ripping holes through the dreadnoughts easily. Crewmembers lay with heads missing as blood poured out and limbs gone because of the nasty explosions if they were hit. The War boss called as they were fighting to his loota's to take a head counts on vehicles. The loota's took the count and responded "There are a total of 990 Dreadnoughts 6 Big Gunz, and no wartrukks or anything left". The Warboss reported back to the starship in radio and spoke out slowly to be heard clearly "general, we have lost 6010 dreadnoughts, 15000 wartrukks, and 994 Big Gunz. We have attracted most of them we suggest to start the attack now.
As he spoke they already have every race-started packing up and landing onto the ground setting up heavy positions before drawing their attention. The Orks as they figured out eventually found that they were being used for a distraction and that they had no chance of surviving. The War boss gave a final count of his troops and the necrons lying dead and sent it up about to make his final attack on The Necrons. "The current conditions sir are horrible we have lost all vehicles but are protected by rubbish when they find us we will be ready to fight to the death, but the current count on our men is 10,000,000 alive and 1,000,000 dead and the necrons are at a death total of 6984 out of I have no idea, farewell friends". The War Boss yelled out finally "CHAAAARGGGE"!!!! As soon as they broke the top of the rubbish they were cut down to 500,000 men in seconds. Six squads stayed back with the War Boss to try and find openings to shoot at them as the rest of their men were cut down by the gauss weapons. The War Boss realized that they were shot down by something far more fearful then they could imagine hundreds of thousands of what an ork called a wraith were phasing out and phasing back in murdering men like they were paper. The War Boss stayed motionless as he watched the men scream and fall into pieces gushing blood and missing their arms, legs, and heads. The 101 men remaining opened fire only killing about 50 of the Wraiths as they smashed his army to pieces. The War Boss finally said for his last check " we are done good luck, death count all our men dead and 50 out of at least 5000 killed".