Primus Crusade: defend the generatorum

 

Witnessing the triumph of the Redemption the outcasts of Helmawr made a last attempt to reclaim Hive Primus, their target was the geothermal heatshink, the beating heart of the city that provides power and heat to its faithful citizens. Dreading what foul intentions the fallen nobles had, the Redeemer led the crusade into the sacred halls of the Mechanicum, and there we met our mortal foe

In his wisdom Klovis had secured help from the tecnomagi of Necromunda, who provided him with a massive ambot to defend such holy temple of the Omnissiah

The blessed machine soon proved its worth, smashing into the goliaths and ripping them apart with its brutal tunneling claws

The crusaders advanced steadfastly into the blasphemers, unleashing the holy fire of Redemption 

A murderous firefight erupted at close range amongst the pipes and machinery of the generatorum, a struggle that would decide the fate of Necromunda once and for all

Our bounty hunter joined the fray, felling the downfallen lady Helmawr with a holy fusilade from her mastercrafted bolt pistol

Never one to shirk from danger blessed Klovis charged straight into the foe

Slaughtering their mercenaries and driving the heretics out from their places of hiding, to better bestow the Emperor's judgement on them

With her veins soaked with frenzon Alpha launched a valiant charge into the so called noble, punishing her with powersword and adamantium teeth

From the vantage of a furnace the brethren laid down covering fire, annihilating heretic after heretic with heavy stubber fire

All the while the ambot rampaged amongst the foe, melting their blasphemous fesh with its inferno pistols and disintegrating the remains with razor sharp claws

House Ko'iron also joined in the fight, their novices proving themselves through the trial of combat 

Klovis led us on a pincer movement, enveloping the goliath line

Me and brother Sebastian charged into the sinners, and while I took down my opponent...

... brave Sebastian couldn't overcome the giant mass of muscle that led the heretics, and so fell in glorious martyrdom before the eyes of the Emperor, praised be His holy name

Another setback was the fall of Alpha, whose drug fuelled fury was no match for the lethal bladework of the Haera harridan, who after all had been trained by the finest fencing masters of the Spire 

But it was too little and too late, and after losing most of their fighters the goliaths retreated to the pestilent depths of the underhive, chased by the maledictions of the frustrated scion of Helmawr

And by such glorious deeds was the crown of Necromunda secured for Ko'iron and the Redemption made into the official credo of all hives. ¡May it remain so for as long as the galaxy endures under the blessed light of the Master of Mankind!

T-34 medium battle tank

 

No soviet army is complete without one of the iconic T-34 tanks. This Warlord Games model will fit nicely with the infantry horde that I painted last week. While a late war variant equipped with a 85mm cannon we'll be using it as one of the earlier 76mm tanks from 1942 in our Stalingrad campaign

Painting was pretty straightforward: over a basecoat of chaos black I applied a layer of dark green followed by a lighter green drybrush and some metal sponge chipping. Then the fiddly details such as the commander (a commissar of course), the metal cables and several bags and boxes. The last step was applying the transfers, over which I sponged some extra metal chips

The treads were painted separately and glued in place afterwards. The final touch was a drybrush of light brown to make the mud and dust stains on the lower part of the tank

Soviet winter

 

Keeping on with the Bolt Action mojo I've decided to put on a refight of Stalingrad this year to celebrate the 80 years of the german surrender. The first step towards this goal is a box of warlord games soviet winter infantry, who albeit having less flash and mouldlines than their german counterparts, were nonetheless a pain to assemble thanks to having all the weapons separated from their arms

I've separated the soldiers in regular guard infantry with grey coats

And raw conscripts wearing quilted jackets

A sniper team was a must given their importance in both history, movies, and rules

Two heavy troopers equipped with a LMG and an antitank rifle give the platoon some extra firepower

Molotov cocktails were also an essential addition to the force

And finally the officer, who fittingly looks just like comrade Stalin

The Viridian Palace

All of Necromunda hailed Klovis as our saviour after his glorious purge of the mutant uprising. Marching through cheering crowds the Redeemer then crossed the Wall alongside the nobles of Ko'Iron and invaded the deviant halls of Catallus, clashing with the goliath defenders of that decadent house

In such noble endeavour the Redeemer was joined by the infamous bounty hunter Kal Jerico, a miscreant mercenary that my master allowed to temporarily join the crusade for the final assault on the heights of the Spire

We engaged the hulking foe at close range, raining flames from our eviscerators into their flesh

And with iron teeth were their bodies chastened, paying in pain for a live of sin and degeneracy

Their bounty hunter paid also for the effrontery of standing in the way of our holy wrath, brave sister Celestine striking him down with a blessed weapon suffused by the Emperor's holy power

Even the bloated mass of muscle that called itself their leader was brought low by the weapons of the faithful, annihilated by a humble novice armed with nought but the power of faith, and some low quality weapons provided by the arsenals of the Redemption

Alas brave Alpha was grievously injuried in the blessed struggle, wounded by a fell blow from one of their corrupt mercenaries

But fear not reader, for the gallant Jerico charged ahead from across a barricade to defend the stricken damsel, protecting her prone form with his trademark bravado

One by one we cleansed the Catallus warehouse from the Goliath scum

And when the feeble sellsword was given the coup the grace the ragged remnants of their gang turned tail and fled, leaving the Viridian palace in the hands of the faithful

After such magnificent victory House Ko'Iron was enshrined as the ruling lords of Necromunda, and the rotten spawn of Helmawr exiled to a live of drudgery and shame in the bowels of the Underhive

Primus crusade: purge

And so it came to be that order was restored on Hive Primus by the fire and the sword. The lords of the spire came down from their decadent heights of hubris and descended amongst us, to join the fight against the heretic hordes that had boiled up from the depths of the Underhive. Klovis and I took part in many a purge, joined by the formidable Lady Credo, last heir of a family criminally persecuted by the malevolent Helmawr. It was in one such a cleansing that we met face to face with the sinful daughter of the arch-despot, that had taken on herself the task of reestablishing the tyrannical grip of her house on all of Necromunda.

With fiery words of redemption Klovis led the charge, laying waste to the abominable mutants with the Sword of Persecution

And by His grace was the heretic brought low by the onslaught of the faithful

A skillful fighter, Credo joined the charge in the forefront, slaying the mutants with graceful precision

It was high time to remove such abominations from the sight of the Emperor, and Klovis stormed into their pestilent ranks slicing and mutilating their corrupt bodies

As ever the crusade proved far better fighters than the swollen goliaths, scalping foe after foe while the over-muscled behemoths struggled against the mutant rabble

And after cleansing the hive from the heretic taint was Klovis lauded again as the true saviour of Necromunda! May it prevail long as the brightest gem in the crown of the Master of Mankind.