The Conservative Zone

I just finished visiting one of the message boards I frequent, and I found a wonderful battle report by my second opponent in the Epic tournament. Here it is:

Mark was a very pleasant chap who I got to meet on my last trip to Memphis and I was reminded of his intriguing smile, which seems to infer that he knows what you are thinking…in my case, this turned out to be true.

As is customary with a drop pod force, I plotted up my stuff and Mark set his units up. As is also customary, we kicked things off with a bang, the orbital barrage hammering two separate formations, one of which was a mob of boyz with jet packs waiting to ambush someone in a body suit. The drop pods came down, added a little icing to the cake, I deployed out of my drop pods and proceeded to apply the coup de main to a couple of Mark’s larger formations. With one big mechanized mob, and a battle wagon mob sent off with their tails between their legs, it looked like the space marines were on to something good.

Not so.

Mark had a Stompa mob with a Supa stompa that fired tactical nuclear weapons from its belly and before you could say, “Shazaam!”, I had lost two tactical formation, one devastator formation, a chaplain and a librarian.

Somewhere off in the distance, a lone Ork stompa commanda was shouting, “YOU WANT A PIECE OF THIS?”

Needing to apply a severe readjustment to my battle plan, I dropped my terminators in behind the stompa mob and wiped out three stompas and put two DC on the big guy, but just missed wiping him out, so he waddled off a fair bit, turned around and reloaded. Not a good deal.

I air assaulted one of Marks Deth copta formations and wiped it out save one unit, but began to see a bit of a struggle ahead as I was out of activations and Mark was just getting started. Did I mention that he had two formations of 6 fighta bommas? He did and they were a pain in the neck.

Needless to say, by the end of turn two, the only thing I had left on the board was a single unit of terminators with my Supreme Commander. I don’t have to tell you how torqued off he is and that he can’t wait to pick a fight with some more Orks. Now, lest you think that all this damage went unanswered, it did not, but the reality is that Mark had enough units left over to score a rather commanding 5-0 win over the good guys.

A great game as well, very much akin to two contestants standing at arms reach, battering each other with 10 lb sledgehammers. I greatly look forward to the next Mark!

As you can see, the gentleman who wrote this has a wonderful sense of humor and a great sense of sportsmanship. I wish to thank Jim for the battle and the battle report.