The game is getting close to the end now. There's blood in the water. The foot is a game. This will be the last post on this particular battle, because the battle is over after this post.
During the movement phase, Orks do what Orks do. They get closer, they shout, they smell funny... you know, Greenskin stuff. I forget to Screencap, probably because I'm too busy listening to Celine Dion or something equally embarassing.
With a truly outrageous amount of firepower concentrated on a very small number of foes, the Adeptus Necronichus cleans house.
At the end of this turn, we decided to call the game. The Kill Point tally is very one-sided, due in large part to the six freebie points I got by shutting down his Squadrons of Warbuggies. I'm curious to see how this battle might have panned out differently had it been played in Sixth edition, given some of the new rules in place now. Maybe that's a fight for another day.