The gaming heir is back from university and so insisted on another game of 40K.
I took da Ladz
I even had a buggy (to use up points).
He had Templars
Emperor's Champion but no other special characters.
The Space Milkman was one of the objectives.
Warboss Gruzzkupp urged the lads on.
The Marines advanced purposefully.
With the Dread laying down fire.
The Kill-o-Zap gun was as reliably useless as always.
Soon fightin' was going on.
Though the Emperor's Champion kept his sword clean.
Sadly Power Claw failed to penetrate Dread armour.
The Orks were whittled and Gruzzkupp surrounded.
The Lootas poured down wildly inaccurate fire.
Klankenstein took on the Emperor's Champion.
It did not go well for the big mrtal guy.
The Orks attempted a drive by.
But the Champion dealt with that and then took The Milkman into protective custody. Does a milkman, need Protective Custardy?
An enjoyable hour or two with the laddo.
40K remains a game for Children, Deviants and Accountants.
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