The Invasion

Even though they were expecting it, the next wave came out of nowhere with terrifying speed. Fast APC vehicles in the droves exploded from the crumbling outer habs, and leman russ columns rumbled behind them while releasing endless tank shells. The Defensive lines were peppered with explosions from both the leman russes and long range artillery. The wall defenses answered the attack with prejiduce, blasting apart tank and APC alike. The carnage was breathtaking. The Great Hellcannon charged its mighty gun, preparing to fire upon the endless swarm. The great gun was thought lost, but a tech-priest had miraculously discovered a great void shield device and activated it, saving the gun from destruction. The great gun howled, and a beam lanced across the enemy lines, incinerating thousands of vehicles and collapsing a massive hab block onto the main roadway, which crushed another several hundred. As the APCs closed in, heavy weapons fire from the troop positions opened up. Rockets and missiles screeched across the sky and autocannons belted out heavy rounds. Vehicles crumpled and exploded, but it did not stop the inevitable. The chimeras stopped just short of the wall and troops disembarked. All manner of weapon, from Simple autogun to astartes pattern plasma cannon, opened fire upon the disembarking troops. Disfigured and mutated guardsmen were cut down ruthlessly, but many of them took cover behind their APCs and returned fire. It came as a withered few lasgun discharges, but quickly became a storm. Wall defenders began to die too. The battle raged on for what seemed like ages.

That was when the Armored division and mechanized infantry regiment went to make their move. Trying to pull off another pincer attack, leman russes supported by Super heavy tanks rolled in. They were about to make a pincer maneuver when General Brigham, the commander of the Armoured division realized something on his auspex. His Baneblade as well as another two superheavies and three dozen tanks were caught in a blinding white beam. An inferno raged where the proud tanks had been rumbling by miliseconds before.

A hab block had crumpled from the beam, and over the rubble stepped the felltitan, with hundreds of tanks spilling out of the ruins, blasting the armoured infantry columns. A shadowsword superheavy as well as a doomhammer superheavy turned to bear on the titan. Having been the ones who drove it back before, they hoped to at least stall it now so they could get to a defensible position. The daemon skewered on the TItan's other gun howled with pain, and a great wash of green enveloped the two superheavies and a dozen tanks around them. The crews swore loudly over their vox systems, expecting it was some acidic solution. But it wasn't even liquid. millions of small objects pelted the armor of the vehicles, some splatting against the side, and others appearing to bounce off. It wasn't soon that the pitter patter of countless feet scurried over the tank hulls. With stupid curiosity, a tank commander opened his top hatch, and the screaming began.

Daemons! countless tiny daemons! Little balls of snot with limbs, eyes, and teeth! The tank commander was instantly overwhelmed and eaten alive before he could even fall into his tank. His crew met a similar fate The Nurglings got everywhere, into tank compartments, exhaust systems, tank barrels. Crews were eaten alive by the ravenous minor daemons or trapped for the rest of their short lives when the little monsters disable their vehicles and began prying at armored plates and viewports. The titan weapon kept spewing forth, spreading the wash of nurglings over as many vehicles as possible. The screaming over the vox was horrendous and deafening, but still, everyone could hear the Greater daemon's laughter as it applauded the work of its children.

Governor Craft looked on with horror, then sent summons to the Commanding officer of the Cryptic Knights and Battle divers. That monstrosity needed to be silenced now.