Baylonian Insurrection~Act 7
Loyalists Involved In The Conflict
Traitors Involved In The Conflict
Whether it was the failed attempt to cripple each others ships or a planned change of tactics, the Traitors were no longer willing to play the same game. Entering a new phase of the Campaign the Loyalist command maintained their tried and true pattern; send assault forces to Dur-Kazit in an attempt to dislodge the Traitors hold and a number of smaller harassing strikes at other Planets while defending their holdings. There was, however, one significant change; the Loyalists redeployed their fleet into orbit around Kych to enable them to strike at Uruq, something which would prove to be a devastating decision.
Striking hard, the Traitors launched a scathing assault on the Loyalist held Knight world, breaking through the defenses and shattering the garrisons on three of the primary territories, the Loyalists command HQ being the only area to remain. But the damage was done, without sufficient ground support the orbiting fleet was unable to maintain a secure orbit and was forced to withdraw, scattering their cruisers and severing supply lines to all of the offensives currently deployed to other planets. The successful strikes to Uruq found themselves without resupply and immediately requested renewed support while the incursions onto Dur-Kazit resulted in territory swaps but the Traitors maintained their tenuous grip on the fortress world. Making the tough decision, the Loyalists relocated their operational head quarters to the newly conquered holdings on Uruq, gambling on their ability to retake Kych in a counter offensive.
With the status quo broken, the Traitors were content to revert back to the defensive game and defend the bulk of their gains, similar to what the Loyalists had hoped they would do earlier in the offensive. A number of sorties to reclaim territory were beaten back by rapidly deployed Loyalist teams but likewise attempts by the Loyalist to reclaim Kych were similarly thwarted, leaving the Warmasters forces in control a significantly more territories as the two factions reassessed the theater.
Behind it all, previously overlooked reports of sabotage and small scale incursions began to attract attention. Too frequent, too coordinated and too dangerously effective to continue to be ignored. Suspecting one another to have secreted stealth strike forces, the Loyalist and Traitors were overlooking one important aspect; they were only two of three military forces operating in the Oteal system.
Reports from the Field
The Rise of The New Order
Kyros V’Ren stood aboard the Traitor command cruiser, flanked by Commander Appo and General Keers, in the presence of the other Warlords of the Traitor forces overseeing the ‘Baylonian Insurrection’. Some of the projected Astartes appeared as projections as they were not actually present at the bridge. An Alpha Legion Praetor stepped forward, and pointed to a map of the system.
“We need to break Kych. The Imperial lap-dogs have a large hold on that world that we can no longer tolerate. As long as they control Kych, the local Knight Households will continue to bid their support to the Loyalists while they have control of these key clan cities.” the Astarte said, motioning at the projection of Kych, pointing at four cities. “We need to focus our attacks on these cities. Who can take them?” the Alpha Legion asked. There was a chorus of responses, some declaring their assaults and their defences, why they could and couldn’t attack, and eventually they came to the conclusion that all of the cities had been claimed, bar one.
“Leave that city to me.” Kyros stated, withdrawing from the room, not waiting for a response. As they were walking down the corridor toward the hangar, a New Order science officer ran up to Kyros, Appo and Keers.
“M’lord, General, Commander.” he said, bowing slightly. Keers rolled his eyes, and Appo’s response was undetectable under his helmet.
“What is it?” Kyros said, showing no traces of his true emotion.
“Sir, the project we’ve been working on, the Astartes related project… it is… field ready.” he hesitated on the last few words. He nervously gulped, waiting for V’Ren’s response.
“Good. We will be taking them with us. Has our…. source provided us with more Astartes since your last report?” the Lord of the New Order queried to the young science officer.
“Yes sir, an Astarte from the Sons of Horus Legion actually volunteered for the project sir, and he has been placed in command of Squad A. Our… source sent one of his Legion's commanders to lead them sir. He doesn’t talk… but the source has promised his loyalty.” the young man replied. Kyros nodded, and walked past the officer with Keers and Appo, and prepared for planetfall.
The local Militia and Knights proved more loyal to their cause then V’Ren had anticipated, and actually set up a defensive perimeter to hold back the New Order. V’Ren still held onto the idea that with a lack of leadership the Militia would break, and thus focused on the enemy's Commanders and Sergeants. The final clash only lasted a few hours, however, as ‘The Wrath of V’Ren’, a Malcador Heavy Tank, laid ruin to the bunker the Militia command platoon was stationed in, allowing the New Order’s secret Astartes allies to move in and assassinate the Commanders before quickly withdrawing.
A change of command
As Adeean Lennos stepped off the arvus lighter, onto the deck of favoured Son, the imperial fist flag ship. he was met by command staff from the 77th and 207th imperial fist companies. No one looked ready for what was about to happen. The fleet commander had been in the heart of the battle against the alpha legion and had requested extraction the second he had seen the first tank column crest the cities edge. He had watched more brothers die. This time however it was different. Loyalist command had stated he was to be deployed on Cipaar. A planet where this wouldn't have been a problem. Instead they were deployed to Uruq. And with no armoured support they were lambs to the slaughter.
None of this mattered However. When the Companies of Vengeance had left Terra, they had bought with them enough Neophytes almost ready to become full fledged brothers that they could resupply their numbers back to full strength with an almost 98% attrition rate. What had bothered the assembled command staff was the calm and collected nature he had strolled down the ramp. As if he had made up his mind on a course of action.
"Brothers, I've decided that we will make a run to the systems outer rim. We will leave a small heavily armoured force while we do this but Terra must be warned."
The watch commander looked at the fleet master, "Sir, who will lead This force. Your acting captain of 2 companies. There is no one to really pass the torch to."
Adeean looked over at the watch commander, "My dear old friend, there is no one other than you that I could trust with this honour. You have stood in my place as fleet commander to long... I'm promoting you to second in charge of the 77th, as well as placing you in tactical command of the 207th hammer-fall task force, and giving you active command of the imperial cruiser Virtuous Wrath. For at least the next 2 months while I am gone I will be in the pain glove. Contemplating how to best redeploy our forces. Until my return, Your in charge of the fleet. Brother Commander Piatrā Caestu."
"One thing, brother Lennos. Who were those warriors in black that had held you up in combat to begin with?"
Adeean Lennos thought for a moment, the answer was t something he wanted to share yet. He didn't fully understand who they were... "We have no official record of that force or their markings with any of the traitors force. Be that as it may, weather they are a sub faction of a force of loyalists with ideals that are misguided, your to dispatch them with the same prejudice as any other foe... Understood?"
Piatrā Caestu looked at his commending officer, "Yes sir, I'll expect your return with great haste."
As the rain beat down, Preator Locke looked out across the trenchline, his battlements prepared, he knew he had to trust the Lions communicae and follow his stratagems. He must wait. He must hold this position and most importantly, he must secure whatever is hidden in the vault to help awaken the God-Engine.
The rain intensified, becoming so heavy that visibility became next to zero, the augury arrays began hazing and crackling, their pict screens showing wild responses. As the ground turned to marsh beneath the soldiers feet, the first cracks of bolter fire split the night, flashes of light erupted from the surrounds as the first of the scions fell beneath the heavy fusilade of shells.
"ARMOURED COMPANY, ADVANCE!" came the cry from Locke.
As the weapons batteries rolled forwards, fire erupted from their weapons systems engulfing the Alpha legion warriors, pressing them back away from the lines when a mighty ‘BOOM’ split the battle. The Hydras leviathan crashed down amidst the smoke of its mighty dreadnought drop-pod, its doors opened and instantly fire poured from the shrouded vessels interior as the leviathan unleashed its graviton cannon on the defenders causing mass devastation.
As the Alpha warriors pressed their advantage, the scions warriors drew swords and charged, "FOR THE LION, FOR THE RED ANGEL OF DAWN!” was shouted along the battleline as they left their defensive positions. As the battle lines drew to a close, bolt pistols flared and chainswords fell, a furious melee ensued with both armies suffering heavy losses. The leviathan came flying at the lines full tilt but was hit with a precision blow by a laser battery, crippling the leviathan and stopping the charge before it could crush the Scion lines.
“My Lord, extraction is complete. We have what we need” came the message through the vox.
“Good” grunted Locke “bring the reserve lines around in a flanking formation, we will move the objective away under the cloak of the armoured rush”
“Aye Lord, your will be done”
Amidst the fury of the melee Davin stood tall, his trusted knights forming a bulwark the enemy could not move, furiously defending the line against all enemy comers. As the melee was at its thickest the reserve lines broke, encircling the enemy lines and breaking the crush of the melee and firing canisters of smoke to hide the surviving units from the enemy’s fire. As the smoke cleared, only the bodies of the Alpha warriors were left amidst the mire, the Scions battle plan, although heavy in cost had worked, allowing them to remount in their rhinos, recover their dead and fall back to defend the convoy carrying what so many Scions had that day fought and died to secure.
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