Genestealer Cults armies outmanoeuvre their foes with infiltration, clawed horrors and grimy militia alike, squirming through sewers and pipe networks to reach their prey. They prepare ambush sites and kill zones, flotillas of repurposed vehicles and dirtcycles roaring from obscured flanks to crush their reeling enemies.
Praise the Four-armed Emperor with Combat Patrol: Genestealer Cults. This loaded box includes a blisteringly fast force, led by a swift and deadly Jackal Alphus, riding at the head of a group of Atalan Jackals. The armour and firepower of an Achilles Ridgerunner drives up in support, whilst a unit of thrashing Hybrid Metamorphs scuttles forward with preternatural speed.