Battle Report 43 - (EoT) One Man's Trash...
              Tyranids vs. Necrons
              Composed by Michael J. Casavant (Hive Fleet Phage) 
              Summary
              
                - Date - 13JUL2003
 
                - Points - 1000
 
                - Scenario - Battle, Take & Hold
 
                - Hive Fleet Phage, Tyranid Army List [played 
                  by Michael J. Casavant]
 
                - Necrons [played by Jason Carr]
 
                - Results - Victory for Tyranids 
                  
                    - Hive Fleet Phage total VPs 
                      
                    
 
                    - Necrons 
                      
                        - Kills 1/2 Hormagaunts (125), Gargoyles (80)
 
                       
                     
                   
                 
               
              Report
              Intro
              This is my first battle in the Eye 
                of Terror campaign run by Games 
                Workshop. 
              Naming convention: The food that have faced Hive Fleet Phage 
                have named the Hive Tyrants that continue to plague them. The 
                one that trudges forward implacably with an escort of Tyrant Guard 
                they call "Thunder." The swift winged beast that races 
                across the battlefield and shatters bodies and vehicles alike 
                has been dubbed "Lightning." They have also named the 
                Carnifex engine of destruction, "Mjolnir".  
              The Battle
              Quickie notes... 
              Reserve arrivals 
              
                - Turn 2 - Destroyers
 
                - Turn 3 - Scarabs
 
                - Turn 4 - Heavy Destroyers, Pariahs, Necron Lord
 
               
              "Spit it out!" Yelled a tall man in power armor. His 
                heavily muscled neck and faint scars on his shaved scalp told 
                the tale of his Space Marine "enhancements". 
              The target of his vitriol shook slightly. He was a thin man in 
                the cassock of a tech priest. His pale blemished skin told the 
                tale of his piety, years of seclusion in dark rooms spent in supplication 
                to machine spirits. He composed himself and answered. 
              "Sir, the reports of battles in the Chinchare sector continue." 
              "Damn priest! Why should I care? We are waging war to protect 
                the people of the Imperium here and now!' 
              "Y-yes Commander, but the machine spirit has identified 
                the activity in and around Chinchare as a significant tactical 
                anomaly, e-especially..." the thin man fumbled through scrolls. 
              "Priest, my patience grows thin." 
              "Ah, here it is!" He pulled free a scroll that did 
                not bear the usual marks of age and laid it down on the table, 
                spreading it out for the Commander to view. 
              "You see, Commander. Here is the planet Sabbatorus." 
              "The waste world?" 
              "Yes, the waste world. The clergy has portents that indicate 
                that there may be important technology there." 
              "Just because of a few skirmishes? Bah, they're probably 
                pirates!" 
              "I beg you, your grace, look at this." With that, the 
                frail man pointed a cross at the wall and depressed a jewel in 
                the center. The wall flicked to life with a desolate image of 
                piles of debris, scattered, wild patches of forest, and scavenger 
                animals picking through the piles. 
              A small white box highlighted a distant part of the image and 
                zoomed in. The image shifted to a flatter region of debris and 
                some glints of metal. Again, a white box highlighted a small portion 
                of the screeen, where the glints had been, and zoomed in. 
              The commander said in a half-whisper, "Necrons." 
              "Yes, my lord. And there is more." The screen zoomed 
                out slightly and horde of scrabbling creatures streamed up and 
                out of a valley in the debris. 
              "Tyranids?" 
              "Yes, my lord. As you can see, the Necrons appear to be 
                entrenched on a patch of sand, which clearly is a fixed camouflaged 
                position. The Tyranids advanced quickly and engaged them here." 
                The man pointed to a sand-colored region that seemed out of place 
                with the surroundings. 
              "What is that beast?" 
              "Oh, the men call that one Lightning." 
              "By the Emperor." 
              "May he guide and strengthen us." 
              The priest paused for a moment of silence, then continued. 
              "At the top of image, you can see a trio of Necron Destroyers 
                pull into position and obliterate the brood of Gargoyles. As if 
                in response, we see Lightning leap up to the rock and assault 
                them." The scene shows a massive creature slicing through 
                large armored bodies the size of cars with talons at least 4 meters 
                long. 
              "The bulk of the Tyranids manage to repel the two squads 
                of ten Necron Warriors from the site, inflicting modest casualties, 
                and a small swarm of scarabs races in to join the fight. As we 
                can see here, the scarabs manage to find a weak spot in Mjolnir 
                and wound him, quite remarkable really." 
              "The primary melee now includes the Scarabs, Warriors, and 
                the bulk of the Tyranid force. A unit of...say two dozen Spinegaunts 
                remains on the objective. 
              "A unit of Pariahs and a Heavy Destoyer arrives, led by 
                their Necron Lord. The Heavy Destroyer immediately manages to 
                wound Lightning." 
              The Commander interjects, "Of course lad, that weapon can 
                slice through a Land Raider." 
              "Of course Commander. Lightning advances towards the new 
                units, bypassing the Pariahs and engaging the Lord and Heavy Destroyer." 
              The Commander chuckles slightly, "Crafty beasts, eh?" 
              "Yes, m'lord, cunning animals indeed. Lightning wounds but 
                does not kill the Lord. However, in the main melee, the bulk of 
                the force, aided by Mjolnir and...as you can see behind this tree, 
                a Lictor, kill off all of the remaining Warriors. Shortly thereafter, 
                the Necrons phased out of the battle." 
              The Commander's deep voice resonated, "Hmm, priest, and 
                what am I to make of this?" 
              "That Chincharre may hold a tactical significance not yet 
                realized." 
              "I am not convinced, but  you have made a good case for
                interest. And what does the clergy recommed?" 
              "Sir, we recommend that you dispatch a recon unit to the 
                area." 
              "So be it. Dismissed!" 
              Wrap-up
              After the fact we realized that the Necrons had too many Fast 
                Attack (limit of one for Battles Defender), which was pusihment 
                enough on its own, given the deployment constraints for the Defender. 
              Ways for the Defender to kill more bugs: 
              
                - Position farther back from the objective, although a couple 
                  of models on the objective is nice. It's not going to be held 
                  from the initial onslaught, might as well get in one or two 
                  rounds of good shooting. By parking the objective as far back 
                  as possible and settting up on and behind it, you can insure 
                  that you are at least 24" away. That's at least one turn 
                  of full shooting, especially since the Attacker needs to move 
                  on from the board edge.
 
                - Deploy everything that is allowed. This mission punishes low-Troop 
                  Defenders by allowing only Troops and HS to deploy initially. 
                  If you got 'em, deploy 'em! Set up the HS behind your Troops 
                  and/or far away from the objective.
 
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