40K Vs 2K the mid eastern front.
a squale to my 40vs 2k stroy now the fight is pushed to the ork. by the way is the setting 40K or orther? i allways go 40K but is it?"
To reacap, the orks land in Turkmenistan and expand from there, they take Korean, (I may write on that some day don't count on it though) and attack China many times. They lunch a continuous invasion toward Europe but are currently held back by the forces of the EU at and around Thermopylae (The same of Spartan fame) from the north they are held back By China,and Russia. Africa was being ravaged until the US took up the slack on that front. The Pacific Islands are being taken, slowly, in a twist of fate Japan is holding out against the orks with the US pacific fleet. But a fleet of ork ships in the stolen air craft carrier sneaked past the blockade and invaded Seattle. The initial invasion is destroyed only by a tomahawk missile loaded with a 1.5 mega ton neutron bomb warhead though more orks soon landed after word. After a week of fighting a Joint US and Chinese task force takes backs the ruined hulk of Seattle.
Since then the EU pushed south and reestablished the nation of Turkey from under the grip of the orks. The US began landing a significant number troops into Israel, Egypt and Turkey in preparation for operation Desert Liberation. The plan to break the back of the orks in Mideast. The final goal being Turkmenistan, and the ork Rok with in.
John Archer watched the next load of troops unload, say what you will about the legitimacy of Israel, they know there military stuff to a par. Turning on the spot he stared into hostile territory, before him lay all of the the mid east. Iraq, Iran, all of it ork held. Save Israel,Egypt and parts of Jordan,Syria Lebanon and Saudi Arabia.
The orks were a tidal wave that swept all before them to ash's, there was nothing that could be done in those early days save stand by and let them burn it. Now we had the organization and troops to fight them on are turns not just countering them where they attacked.
John frowned in the twilight a voice interpreted his thought “any thoughts John?” not lowering the Binoculars he spoke “Colonel Bob.”
“you know I want you to call me Billy I order you.”
“yes Billy, I see camp fires, orks?” he reached and pulled the Binoculars form John
“Kommandos are to smart for fires, still we need to investigate.” lowering them “Lieutenant John gather a Humvee patrol and investigate, we have one due to set off tomorrow any way we'll just send it off early.”
there were ork camps at this close range it was clear. By now they had learned the subtle deference in types of ork troops, just Shoota boyz,a handful of Lootas and Burna's. Well they had the weapons to deal with them looking around he pointed out some rocks
“take cover behind them when the 50 cals open fire, follow suit.” they nodded and walked behind the said rocks.
“now open fire!” six Humvee 3 of them had 50 cals, 2 had Mark 19 automatic grenade launchers the last had a Minigun. The air was filled with the rapid heavy bang of the Fifty cals, which by now were a prime piece of loot for any ork there were big, loud, and dead killy.
As orks were cut down by the heavy fire the infantry tossed there weight behind it and cut the orks down in short order. As the troops looked over the dead orks for order papers, not hopefully these were Strom boyz, John went back to the Humvee “command, there were ork fires will neutralize the others then commence a standard patrol.”
“agreed, good hunting John.” and he hung up John hung up soon after “find anything?” he yelled “nope.” a guy said “right then, pile the orks onto there camp fire and lets leave,em to burn.”John thought back 5 weeks to the briefing he had been given on the subject.
“we have been running tests on captive ork specimens,” the near sighted (if the glasses were a indication) spoke at the before the 20 officer a panel. The table wrapped around the presentation in a horse shoe configuration with the scientist in the middle.
“first the biological, as you know first hand it takes armor pirceing bullets to kill them as normal ones just don't have enough punch. The ork is highly resistant to pain we have examples of orks with there heads cut of still mouthing, no air of words, cruse's at there killers for a good 280 seconds.”
“also they a have remarkable a regeneration ability.” the power point behind him shifted to show a ork covered in stitch scars “this ork had to have been sown back together, but if so then he to have had his skin sown from ribbons and yet he lives.”
“the basic biology of the orks was at first troubling, they had organs we expect, lungs, kidneys, intestines but no reproductive organs. The aswere did not come till later we found that orks kept in sterile environment rapidly got dusty.”
“when we looked under a microscope we found this.” the slide swited to a black and white image of a small thing spore then a officer spoke
“is that a spore?”
“good eye yes it is, when left alone for about a week about half of them turned in to the ubiquitous mushrooms that follow the orks, the other half were more alarming by far.”
a new slide this time a small ork crawling out of the ground. “the other half turned into eather orks,Gretchen,snotlings or any of the known 188 types of squigs and a few we don't know.”
“so wait you saying that a orks, just by being there spawns million more orks?”
“that are carried by the wind any were it may take them, explains how orks got to Australian despite the vigorous patrols the majority of these spores are released soon after death the only way to prevent this is swift burning soon after death.”
“do you recommend the re-outfitting of flame thrower among the troops?”
“I don't recommend anything military I just tell facts about orks.”
“any way the ork cell structure seems to be based on a algae explain the green color.”
“does that mean they can photosyntheses?” a voice asked
“no, err yes we don't know but we think not, they wanted to be fed but whether that means they need to I don't know.”
“that the basic facts of there physiology the psychology worse still are, when given test there responded positively only items of war. In one test we ran 3 videos past them, a nature video on squids, a, well adult video, and the episode of myth buster were they blow the cement truck. They only paid attention to the myth buster and when we moved them from container to container they are normally stubborn but when threaten by a one the contractors that got a rise out of them.”
“they quickly learned to associated a item with some other item in a standard Pavlos dog test, but only in cases where the item held value, like food and mock up of weapons. MRI scans on, restrained orks showed that orks, assuming they brain built like ares,” the slide changed again showing two brains, a orks and a humans with different areas lit up. “though the ork did not stop cursing we did mange to get him to so some basic tests it seems that orks think more with there lower more intective part of the brain the high parts are autotroped.”
“have we mapped the ork genetic code?”
“no not yet though we know this much, they have 49 base pair chromosomes and thats it.” “the orks Psychology is drawn to violence they rarely think out complex ploys they battle plan is much of just charging foreword, for example the orks when given the question, if given a choice between a big gun, a big axe or a small gun and small axe they to a ork said, take the big axe or gun, kill you and take all of you stuff.”
“we can not say they are completely like that but most are. Are biggest problem is getting orks to do the tests in the first place so we don't know all and the Gretchen are hard to get we only have one so far, thanks to Lieutenant archer.” polite clapping “seeing as how they have little standing in ork culter it should not matter.”
“is it possible we can make the Gretchen rebel against the orks?”
“I would love nothing more then to see the two tear each other up, but its unlikely. Well thats it lads that all we know, don't expect much more then just plowing straight a head but be wary, Seattle should us how effective that is and they can do more then that they just don't often.”
in the present John was trying to hold a ork back in Melee. It charged foreword straight into this M-18 thanking the fact the M-18 was well built with a bayonet lug he leaped foreword the ork swung the choppa round. John rolled under it and then fire a 3 round burst into its side.
The ork roared, tried to stand but its spine was hit John then shot its head with a desert eagle the bang echoed around the now silenced battle field. John panted hard and wiped the sweat from his brow “ok how those orks get behind us?”
“Don't know John.”
“casualty's?” John asked
“4, do we leave them?”
“no were not far from the Israel out post were take them with us. Move out.”
the Humvee bounced and shock down the road as they made there way to out post Beta the farthest point in the human expansion into ork territory sitting on the boarder of what was once known as Iraq. The trails of dust that were kicked up could been seen for miles.
“so do we'z hit dem?” the orks asked his nob.
“wait for it,” they didn't wait long “now!”
Tank busters loosed a inaccurate salvo of rockets at the small convoy they all missed. John jolted with the Humvee as the rockets landed nearby
“stop to engage the orks we need to keep this path clear!” turning to his radio man “ask HQ for fire support I think base Beta has a MLRS battery on it we hold and hit them hard!” the Humvee pulled off the road, due to constant raiding a the road when the road was leveled a shallow dip was made ether side, just enough cover.
As troop's disembarked they were meet with a new noise, the sound of roaring engines.” screaming toward them was the one part of a ork hoard that the US had never faced before, the Kult of Speed.
As war bikes roared foreword with heavy buggies behind 50Cals went to work destroy theming. But among the heavy thump of fifty, and the lighter almost clicky noise of mark 19's was a noise that sounded like a beehive in a snare drum. The minigun, its tracers lit up a perfect line of orange light.
When a 50 cal bullet hit a bike tire it made the bike flip over and though the hoard was trimmed rapidly there were to many. As Grenade launchers tore rapid holes John yelled to his radio man
“call for help we need aid immediately or were be over run!”
as the call went out the rockets landed promptly. Beta's three MLRS opened up and slammed to the heart of the Speed Freakz.
The bikers ran around the patrol guns roaring into them John fired a burst at one biker and got two rewards, first the bike exploded under him, second a bullet hit him in the head. Though his helmet cought stopped it, it still sent him reeling “commander!” a medic ran over and looked him over though John waved him away
“if I have a concussion I will pay for it latter, now it time to circle the wagons.”
another bullet pinged close
“feels like it for sure.” the medic said
John tossed his ruined helmet to one side and kept shooting into the bikers.
“thats it boyz rip em, kill em leave em for the squigs! WWAGGHH!” the nob yelled over the noise of anything the bikers made then a new noise a louder roar of a 120MM cannon.
“o zog it Roaren Killen's!” the nob yelled in dismay and close behind the one M1 were 3 of the best defensive tanks in the world, the Merkave.
Fanning out the Merkaves formed a firring line and rapidly deployed there Infantry (the Iserale Merkave can carry a small squad of troops, neat.) the bikers were soon shredded by canister rounds and driven off.
John stood up and walked over to one of the Merkaves and some men pointed out there commanding officer who was leaning out the hatch of one of the tank with a helmet one his face hiding it
“thank you for the help we would have been goners had you not helped.” he nodded
“indeed you need a lift back to base.”
“depends on how many of are Humvees are working.” a trooper walked up
“sir all Humvees working.”
“that answers that we won't need help but a escort would be nice.”
“very well.” the Humvees soon got going again only with armor support John spoke to the medic from earlyer
“well that was exciting, I hope the rest of are stay boring.” little knowing what was about to happen to his boring patrol.
In the table of the gods Tzeentch smiled it was going to plan Slaanesh asked “what will we bet on this time?”
“lets us first add to the game before we chose.” Tzeentch cackled “what should it be?” the gods looked into the crystal and Nurgle pointed one out.
“that looks promiseing I want to add that its is my turn is it not?”
“indeed it is.” Tzeentch said as he aligned the skeins of fate and the ship with it failing Gellar Field was thrust back in time and space.
“it is done they will join the game.” and my plan Tzeentch said looking as Slaanesh the most powerful of the 4 gods at the moment.”
note: if you see me giving tactical advice: just assume i have a internet tab open to 1d4 chan and I'm summarizing off of that.
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