Armaggedon : Operation imperator
GREETINGS, LOYAL CITIZENS (AND YA ZOGGIN' GITS)!
The ash wastes of Armageddon are calling once again, and the third war is about to get a lot more airborne! The newest Warhammer 40k flagship battle box has smashed into our warehouse, pitting the noble, totally-not-vampiric Blood Angels against the biggest, meanest Orks this side of the galaxy.
Why are the Blood Angels here? Because the Orks firmly believe that "Red wunz go fasta," and there is nothing faster or angrier than 500 pounds of red ceramite rocketing toward a Warboss with a revved chainsword.
Inside this massive, shelf-breaking box of plastic crack, you get two complete combat patrols ready to paint the ash wastes red (literally and figuratively). Will the Orks krump the 'beakies' into dust? Or will the Death Company succumb to the Black Rage and absolutely dismantle the greenskins? (Pro Tip: To the Death Company, every Ork is Horus. Please do not ask our customer service team if they are Horus, they are very tired and holding chainswords).
Inside the Box:
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An exclusive [Blood_Angel_Captain] sculpt whose hair is mathematically too perfect for a warzone.
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A brutally cunning [Ork_Warboss] with enough dakka to make a Titan blush.
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Stacks of Death Company Marines, Ork Boyz, and exclusive terrain.
Stop reading and start clicking. Buy it now before the Inquisition declares Exterminatus on our inventory!
GREETINGS, LOYAL CITIZENS (AND YA ZOGGIN' GITS)!
The ash wastes of Armageddon are calling once again, and the third war is about to get a lot more airborne! The newest Warhammer 40k flagship battle box has smashed into our warehouse, pitting the noble, totally-not-vampiric Blood Angels against the biggest, meanest Orks this side of the galaxy.
Why are the Blood Angels here? Because the Orks firmly believe that "Red wunz go fasta," and there is nothing faster or angrier than 500 pounds of red ceramite rocketing toward a Warboss with a revved chainsword.
Inside this massive, shelf-breaking box of plastic crack, you get two complete combat patrols ready to paint the ash wastes red (literally and figuratively). Will the Orks krump the 'beakies' into dust? Or will the Death Company succumb to the Black Rage and absolutely dismantle the greenskins? (Pro Tip: To the Death Company, every Ork is Horus. Please do not ask our customer service team if they are Horus, they are very tired and holding chainswords).
Inside the Box:
-
An exclusive [Blood_Angel_Captain] sculpt whose hair is mathematically too perfect for a warzone.
-
A brutally cunning [Ork_Warboss] with enough dakka to make a Titan blush.
-
Stacks of Death Company Marines, Ork Boyz, and exclusive terrain.
Stop reading and start clicking. Buy it now before the Inquisition declares Exterminatus on our inventory!
