With the Eldar momentum slowing Colonel Ivor curse to sky, where the Hades was Captain Pietr and Equs Tertius. He swore he would have him shot. No sooner the words leave his mouth than the vox crackles, 3rd platoon Equs Tertius! “Where is Captain Pietr?”. “Don't know sir, was given order to contact command we where engaging the enemy is Omega Sector, our attack is a feint sir, Captain Pietr only said he'll be on time”. Damn Pietr and his grand schemes. It better damn work...


The earth moves. Men fall to the ground as if the land were no longer stable. A shadow blocks out the sun. Guardsmen look to the sky and they see...
DELIVERANCE!

With cheers to the Holy Emperor the War Engine Tempestus Mortis of Legio Aquila Ferrum walks.
As it does so it plays a martial tune to inspire even the most cowardly Imperial. The challenge bellows from the klaxons to the enemy, “Death Storm is here alien!”.
The humming a a powerful reactor whose field makes nearby guardian ears bleed begins to feed the insatiable hunger of the beast of war. Weapons primed and target acquired Tempestus Mortis...speaks!
VonStrauss with cool demeanor directs the fire. Moderati alpha, ranging shot. The cycling a huge ammo drums begins to whirl as large caliber shots shot out to the Eldar Phantom Slayer of darkness. The diffraction of the field is at maximal and it cannot strike the target.
Gatling fails to find its mark.

VonStrauss seems unphased. Moderati beta, adjust plasma stream two clicks east. “acknowledged princeps”. Fire! The stream of plasma spans the gulf between them. While the targeting cogitators could not calculate an optimal firing solution, VonStrauss knew well how to deal with the eldar holofield. “aim slightly in the path you think it will be” or so the tactica says. It would prove solid advice.
The plasma stream hit the phantom off center to its upper body in the wing. The plasma fuses it and with sparks the wing is blown off.
Plasma fire! Two hits! one gets through the holofield!

“target hit princeps, enemy field off line!”. As the moderati speaks the diffraction dissipates and there stands the eldar Engine in full view!!
The plasma stream is aimed at the wing and melts it. The damage roll blows the wing right off destroying the holofield generator!!

“I have you know!” Moderatus Prime, fire volcano cannon! The moderati complies, but the phantom can move with a skill no Imperial engine could hope to achieve, but it cannot get out the way completely as the beam strikes it in the pelvic joints freezing it in place!!
With no field and immobilized, it is easy prey. “More plasma to weapons we have it!”
Primarch