In the lower cities and under hives of Lyceria, the people speak of a beast that stalks the shadows at night, hunting it's prey through the streets and then leaping from the darkness to tear it's victim apart. This is the night wolf, the beast of legend from whom the first company of the 133rd take their name. The company earned it's nickname from the war for brogue's gambit, a planetary system overrun with Orks. After a series of bloody battles in which the 133rd and their allies were continuously pushed back by the green skins, Imperial strategists tried a new tactic and led the Orks to Brogue IV where it was hoped that the Imperial Guard regiments would hopefully die slowly enough for a space marine strike force of the venerators chapter to kill warlord 'ead chompa' and his retinue without any meaningful resistance from the ork horde.
Out of the seventeen regiments sent to Brogue IV only 3 survived the initial assault on the capital, Charith. With the planetary defence forces' garrison as their last bastion, the remnants of the Lycerian 133rd, the Mordian 567th and the Ruskan 7th bolstered the defences in preparation of the final Ork push, but the 1st company of the 133rd were not willing to let the all out Ork wave sweep them off the face of existence, and so, passing it by the commissars and Colonel Ammidae, captain rowley led his company into the ruins of Charith at night fall.
For six days the 1st company would strike at the Orks from the shadows, always taking care to destroy something vital to their attempted assault on the pdf garrison and thus delay the Orks from doing so. They would only ever strike at night and a great fear soon took over the ork's primitive minds, they whispered that a great, fire breathing beast would come out at night to "kill any of da boyz wat it findz and chomp on der bones". Eventually, the 1st company had a covert supply line and comm links set up with the garrisson of Charith, keeping them abreast of their activities, always careful to stay hidden during the day, going out at night to torch the orks out of the city with flamers.
After a further week of the guerrilla style of warfare, the Lycerians finaly broke the waaaaagh! Coming across a camp of about two hundred orks, and knowing by now the basic workings of the orks' mind, captain rowley and his company spent three hours taking out the camps' sentries with silent attacks and then led his men in a mass assassination, slitting every green skinned throat bar one, a random ork that rowley had ordered saved for a purpose he would not reveal.
When the ork awoke to find it's entire warband dead, it ran away to find it's warboss as rowley had anticipated. As news of the beast wot nawz on bonez' latest attack spread through the assembled orks, they began to terrify themselves, shooting at shadows, and each other thinking that the beast would come for them. After a covert communique from rowley, Colonel Ammidae led the remaining pdf and guard forces in an all out assault on the green skins' position forcing them towards the outskirts of the city, into carefully prepared positions. The 1st company lay in wait, flamers at the ready. Jumping out of their locations as the orks were driven before the unexpected imperial guard onslaught, the 1st company let out howls and fired flamers into the xenos ranks time after time until only the warboss and his retinue stood defiant between the jaws of the two forces. Not wishing to get bogged down with needless losses and fighting, rowley ordered his men to fire upon the beastial warboss with all they have. Several thousand las bolts filled the air along with several flamer, grenade and plasma blasts, tearing the remaining orks apart.
From then on the waaaaagh! lost it's momentum and without ead chompa to lead them they were easy prey for the imperial guard and the space marines to finish off. The 1st company was to be known as the night wolves and the 133rd were moved on to their next war zone.
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