Back in the Underhive
The Delaques took a traditional strategy, splitting into three groups. The bulk of the force deployed along the right, navigating their way through the ruins, while the leader and bodyguard stayed mostly central to cover whatever threats presented themselves. A Heavy with Stubber took the left flank, setting up on high ground overlooking the shanty buildings. His juves deployed alongside key members of the gang and would follow them the entire game, ensuring the top fighters would be able to avoid pinning.
I and the Cawdor’s took a different tactic, splitting into two large groups. On my left flank (to counter his fighters among the larger buildings and ruins) I put the bulk of my force including gangers with shotguns, a boltgun, my lone Heavy with flamer and Leader. Supporting them from above were two gangers with lasguns, who would maneuver to high ground and support my mid range fighters while looking for openings to take down the Heavy Stubber set in the opposite corner. The second group consisted of one ganger armed for close combat and four juves. They would deploy on the right, across from the Heavy Stubber in the tower among the shanty dwellings. Their job was to keep the stubber focused on them as they zig-zagged their way through the buildings. Eventually, they would be close enough to challenge the Heavy, but as long as they kept him on overwatch, they were doing their job.
Emboldened, the Cawdor elder barked for the juves to fight. The Delaque leader charged, swinging the barrel of his shotgun wildly into the Cawdor's chain flail. The flail crackled furiously as it wrapped around the shotgun and for a moment, the Cawdor believed he'd disarmed his opponent. The smile bent as a lasbolt exploded under his chin and he collapsed in a wheezing heap as the Delaque leader cackled and readied his laspistol for its next shot. His bodyguard had been engaged by one of the juves and he watched as the experienced ganger faltered, left himself exposed and was beaten to the ground by the ravenous youth.
The leader paused and surveyed his surroundings. Two juves still skulked among the buildings, taking potshots at him and the majority of the rest of his fighters were down. He sneered and cursed the gambling boss. He called out into the shadows for his men to back down, fired several rounds into the juves and made his escape.
The game was an absolute blast and it was a joy to play Necromunda again. In time, I'll feature some more content on this blog, as there is a lot I've done with Necromunda that never really made it here and some stuff I've never had a chance to share with anyone. For now though, let it suffice to say that there will be more to come.