Colonel Wishart took a long pull on the mug of Emperor’s Finest cafestim, hoping the warmth would take away some of the chill in the air, and the edge off of the voices he could hear nibbling at the back of his head. His head cocked sideways, regarding the cup holding the ‘liquid’ in his mouth for a moment.
This was hardly Pvt. Baldwin’s finest cup. Far from it, in fact. It’s hard to be picky though when your only heating element is your Chimera’s engine block, and you left your supply lines about 150km behind you on the road to Hive Cluster Delphi. Continue reading “Battle Report: Astra Militarum vs. Blood Angels [750 pts]”