After the devastating loss for the Dark Angels in the last report, the Rout have encountered a new foe on Mausolia Angelis…

Mausolia Angelis, fiefdom of the First Legio Astartes. The Vlka Gungnir stand triumphant on the field of battle, the Dark Angels relic seized. Defensive positions are taken up as atmospheric storms render any communication other than short range VOX impossible. The First Jarl orders Jarl Sigurd Fraegr and his Great Company to scout the rest of the planet and search for further Sons of the Lion.

Sigurd leads ‘NIDHOGG’, translated into low Gothic ‘the dreaded strikers’, making up the scout and fast attack packs of the Vlka Gungnir. Famous for striking without warning deep behind enemy lines causing chaos and destruction.

What the First Jarl and the Vlka Gungnir do not know is that a transmission from an interrogator chaplain, giving his last known coordinates was intercepted by the strikeforce ‘Tears of Sanguinuis’. The Blood Angels have set up an armoured column, with assault troops in reserve at the end of an abandoned Dark Angel checkpoint… The Wolves and Blood Angels draw unwittingly close…

Appalling atmospheric conditions make anything other than intra pack communication impossible, Jarl Sigurd sends the veteran long fangs to take up firing positions. Infiltrator packs Hati and Skoll advance through the 1st Legions fortifications, hellblasters following providing fire support. The Vlka Gungnir sense something ahead, growls accompanying their advance. Scout packs on foot and bike range ahead of the main force as eliminator pack Volsung take the high ground.

Bolter fire rakes the air, the Vlka Gungnir seeping their foe through the gloom. Wolves drop, threads cut by unknown assailants. Jarl Sigurd orders the scouts further forward and streaks of lascannons lay down covering fire.

The roar of a predator smashes through the gloom, fire raining upon the Rout not from the foul Dark Angels but angels clad in blood red, the sons of Sanguinius! Howling jetpacks signal the arrival of the dreaded Death Company, blasting wolves with bolt before charging headlong into combat. They slay wolf scout pack Uvaer before charging into the mighty form of Haakon Draugar. The redemptor dreadnoughts shell impervious to any attack’s, the ancient warrior backs away keeping the savage urge to rip the enemy to shreds in check.

+++ Open fire brothers +++

His distraction allows Pack Hati to rip through the bewildered Death Company, the howl of wolves on the trail of jet packs as suppressor and inceptor packs join the fray, their firepower blasting the Death Company into the jaws of Morkai.

Reeling from the onslaught the Captain of the Tears of Sanguinus orders a general advance, the massive shape of a leviathan and redemptor dreadnought stomps past the dug in Intercessor squads. The earth shakes as they open fire, packs slain in an instant.

Long fang pack Ulfred take aim at the massive shapes approaching, first reducing the Baal predator to molten slag they then blast the redemptor into oblivion. The other packs surround Lemartes and the sanguinary priest as Haakon Draugar obliterates them in a hail of fire.

The Vlka Gungnir open fire with everything trying to stop the relentless advance of the leviathan to no avail, packs slain under a hail of fire. Finally the steady aim of the long fangs strips some of its armour as the blood angel captain orders a fighting withdrawal.

Haakon Draugar fires Into the retreating Blood Angels. The Rout stand masters of the field!

And Alan’s wolves have bested yet another defending space marine force – how much longer will this miscommunication continue? Find out in the final round, where Blood Angel and their Dark brothers come together to attempt to quell the Hunt!