Dominik, Linda and Max slipped into the role of Space Marines. Together with Noah's Eldar, they fought against Víctor's aliens. What happened in our round, or at least how it felt for us, is described in the following lines:
In the black void of space, the Space Hulk Demonicus hung like a shadow over the cosmos. Its twisted, jagged form a beacon of the horrors that lay within its labyrinthine bowels. At the heart of its maze-like structure, a treasure of incalculable value waited to be claimed - the sacred Warp Tunnel Navigational Cogitator. Three Space Marine Chapters descended upon the hulk, each determined to claim the coveted artifact for themselves.
The Blood Angels, led by the fearless Captain Dominik, were the first to breach the hulk's skin. Their boarding torpedo screamed towards the hulk, tearing through its metal exterior with the fury of an apocalyptic meteor. The captain's vox implant crackled to life as the Blood Angels disembarked. "Boarding torpedo engaged. Deploying assault probe. Exterior hull breached. Blast door standing by."
As they pushed deeper into the hulk, Captain Dominik received a transmission from his scout. "Scanners clear... Hold! Multiple contacts detected, 30 meters and closing." Dominik's voice boomed over the vox, his tone commanding. "Grigby, what do the scanners say?" "Ten... perhaps twenty." came the scout's reply. "Captain Dominik to assault vessel: We are facing twenty enemy contacts. Commence elimination protocol!"
Not far behind, the Imperial Fists, led by Captain Max, disembarked into the fray. The roar of their Bolters echoed through the hallways as they engaged the horde of Gretchens and Orks. "Go! Tanard, cover the left! Gunn, take the right! Craw, call out what you see on your scanner. Watch for defense pods and cover those doors!" Max barked orders to his squad, preparing them for the incoming tide of foes. "Gunn, set up a suppressive fire pattern to the rear. Squad, watch for the corner. Tanard, how close are they?" "Ten meters and closing. Five more moving around behind," Tanard reported. "Squad, aim for the corner. Begin corridor suppression fire!" Max commanded, unleashing a barrage of holy Bolter fire.
Meanwhile, in another corridor, the Ultramarines, led by the indomitable Captain Linda with her Power Axe and Bolt Pistol, fought with valor against another horde of Orks. With thunderous might, the Space Marines marched forth, their Bolters bellowing like the roar of the warp storms. Yet their progress was soon checked by the malevolent horde of the Chaos legions, who sought to shatter the will of the Emperor's chosen. "Five enemies closing in, 10 meters. Kanner, prepare to fire!" Linda cried out, her eyes blazing with righteous fury. "They're Chaos Space Marines. Kanner's hit! Fall back to the intersection!" she ordered, as her squad was forced to retreat.
As the Space Marines battled on with bravery and fortitude, a new threat entered the arena. Exarch Noah and his Eldar Warriors moved with stealth and grace, their shuriken catapults and las-cannons proving deadly against the aliens. Exarch Noah was determined to claim the cogitator for his craftworld, leaving a trail of fallen foes in his wake.
The darkness of the Space Hulk was lit by the pulsing glow of the navigational cogitator, an object of immense power coveted by all who sought to control the vast reaches of the galaxy. The Eldar Exarch Noah and his warriors were the first to locate this precious artifact, and they were not about to give it up easily.
As they approached the cogitator, a daemonic roar echoed through the halls of the Space Hulk, a harbinger of the horrors to come. Emerging from the shadows was a Chaos Dreadnaught, a behemoth of metal and hate, driven by the endless hunger of the Dark Gods. Its armor was stained black with the blood of countless enemies, and its weapons belched fire and death as it prepared to unleash its wrath upon the Eldar.
Despite their fluid grace, the Eldar warriors were no match for the Chaos Dreadnaught's relentless attack. But Exarch Noah refused to give up. With his force blade in hand, he challenged the Dreadnaught, determined to claim the cogitator for his craftworld.
It was then that the Blood Angels, drawn by the sound of battle, arrived on the scene. With Captain Dominik leading the charge, they fought valiantly against the Chaos Dreadnaught, but despite their bravery, they were no match for the daemonic engine of destruction. Captain Dominik was gravely wounded, but before he fell, he managed to grab the cogitator and make his way back to the boarding torpedo.
Just as Captain Dominik was about to escape, a second Chaos Dreadnaught appeared, its weapons blazing. In a final act of bravery, Captain Dominik charged the Dreadnaught, his power sword and power glove at the ready. But even with his heroic effort, the captain fell, unable to withstand the relentless barrage of the Dreadnaught.
It was in that moment, with the cogitator left unguarded, that Exarch Noah saw his opportunity. With a swift strike, he grabbed the cogitator and disappeared back into the webway, a trail of shimmering energy marking his retreat. And so, the mission was complete, the navigational cogitator in the hands of the Eldar, and Captain Dominik's bravery and sacrifice remembered for generations to come as a shining example of the indomitable spirit of the Blood Angels.
For the next CU, on 26/02/2023 we leave the horrors of the 41st millennium and go back in time to when the Vikings invaded the British Isles with 878 Vikings: Invasions of England....
