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Nov 19, 2007 13:58:41 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 19, 2007 13:58:41 GMT -5
Anticipant walked smartly threw the hall his cold blue eye's seaming to judge any one they looked at as he arrived at LT. Colonel Havoc’s personal quarters as he replaced his peak red commiserate cap on peak first he was savoring the wait..... Waiting for it loving it. Feeding from the spikes of adrenaline punching into his system. As he sensed the guards behind him walking tightening the grip on there shot guns in fear..... Good commissars guide by fear. he stood smartly to attention his smart combat gear modeled on that of the ancient S.A.S strike teams from the 2nd millennium when mankind still gathered its wits and strength in the cradle of Terra’s womb like embrace. He admired there resolve... there speed there unending desire to get the job done and to hell with the means to do it.
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Nov 21, 2007 12:11:11 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 21, 2007 12:11:11 GMT -5
"Vulcan, the others should be here soon. Would you like some caffeine?" Falcon got up and poured himself a glass, and picked up a galch. It was like a piece of dough fried and sometimes stuffed with fruit or cream. He checked his watch and paced back and forth.
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Nov 21, 2007 13:58:33 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 21, 2007 13:58:33 GMT -5
critchley steaped inside the study his boots clanking crispley aginst the harsh flour then a loud resounding clang as he stamped to a halt and stood crispley to attention his form perfect "commisar anticipent report as orderd sir." he eyed falcon coldley trying to judge him to gess his exspereances and will power
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Nov 21, 2007 17:59:24 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 21, 2007 17:59:24 GMT -5
Vulcan stood and saluted the new commisar there was somthing he immedatly liked about him.
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Nov 21, 2007 19:16:02 GMT -5
Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 21, 2007 19:16:02 GMT -5
((I'm a bit too busy IRL. I'll join you later on the planet))
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Nov 21, 2007 22:28:03 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 21, 2007 22:28:03 GMT -5
((I'm a bit too busy IRL. I'll join you later on the planet)) OOC: Dont worry. Alot of players are going to meet planetside. ICP: "good morning Commissar, please help yourself to whatever you would like. we are waiting for one more...." Falcon called comms on the minivox. Apparently Drang and his friends, one of them a kroot, were causing some problems in the hanger. Nothing too bad. Slow going then. " well it seems he will be alittle late. I might aswell telly uo the full extent of our operation. We are under inquisition," Flaocn nods toward vulcan," to figure out what the hell has happened to this planet. tau and heretics is what we know. Tau come in to find auxiliaries. Heretics to destroy imperial culture. Our main problem would be the Tau. The do monthly raids....or more. We have encountered many scout ships, and possibly a battlegroup coming in, we think for an invasion. The heretics will be delt with by the Loxinieus 12th Infantry, while the two remaining Cadian regiments stave off the tau. For us.....we fight each. Some leaders in this op, think the tau want something here and we aim to figure out what and get it first. There are alos many other goals so we will be in for the long haul."
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Nov 22, 2007 4:53:21 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 22, 2007 4:53:21 GMT -5
Arcangel drilled with his troops as he practised close quarter battles for the upcoming planet fall. The massive hall was big enoough to accomodate a full military scale basic obstacle course with still room to hold an assembly area. He watched as his platoon stood man on man, with nothing but rubber knives. He watched as they fought each other, aggresisvely fighting untill one of them faltered. This was what they needed, if they were gonna fight in the city. He glanced at his watch......12.30.....lunch break. He looked and nodded as he strode off out of the hall at his second in command. Arcangel proceded to the galley.
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Nov 22, 2007 9:40:56 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 22, 2007 9:40:56 GMT -5
Drang pushed through the command room doors, one hand pushing the door open and the other firmly holding a large vacaum bag.
'Falcon!' he called to the his old comrade across the command room. He went across to him and shook his hand warmly, Falcon was of the few survivors of the Hexor 8 incident, and was one of the finest snipers he had ever met in the guard or out. 'I might have said this before' he said 'but congratulations on the promotion and all.'
. Looking around at the galley, he felt the stirring of hunger, and quickly amassed a sizeable proprtion of snacks, meat-filled pasteries and a large pot of coffee on the table.
'So what're we looking at then?'
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Nov 22, 2007 13:11:13 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 22, 2007 13:11:13 GMT -5
anticipent walked over to drang his tall fram esiley matching the mercs in all aspects from emposing death and hight intimadation "commisar anticepnt... good to meat you Drang is it... ive heard a lot about the work you do" he smiled ofering his hand for drang to shake
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Nov 22, 2007 20:50:54 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 22, 2007 20:50:54 GMT -5
"Ah drang! good to see you friend! How have you been faring? Good I hope! Yes to buisness. Well we have 3 regiments coming in to fight this one. And we are to deal with the tau. The other regiment is going after the rebelion. We think there is something on the planet the tau want."
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Nov 23, 2007 6:39:37 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 23, 2007 6:39:37 GMT -5
'The only thing the tau want is the planet itself' chuckled Drang . 'And I assume by the fact we're all here that we're not going to give it to them, at least not in its current condition, if you catch my meaning. But you probably know more about the situation than me. I've got Battalion standing by if it turns out we need further reiforcements or specialists'. He yawned cavernously, before picking up a medium-sized pastrey and swallowing it whole.
'Now, Falcon, the first thing we're going to have to do is reinforce our lines of communication.' Drang began, businesslike. 'These little blue devils love to hit supply lines, so we have to find a way to stop that. Building reinforced firebases at chokepoints and such will probably help, but its going to take more than static defence. We need at least four mechanised battalions to cover our major supply routes, six ideally. Don't bother giving them anuthing but sentinals and hellhounds and plenty of air support. We know the Tau can't commit battlesuits to raiding and anything other than pitched battles. Too slow to exploit a breach and they're transporters are hideously vulnerable to AA fire and fighters. Speaking of which, we need to maintain air support. We can't allow the Tau to use commit their aerial forces to the planet, and if they do, we're going to have to push them off. Our fortifications should be alright for now. After all' he continued with a malevolent grin 'Tau hate close in fighting, so our job is to force them to commit to our defensive points rather than our supply lines. If we can do that, their technological advantages aren't worth spit'.
'Have I missed anything?'
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Nov 23, 2007 12:06:09 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 23, 2007 12:06:09 GMT -5
"No, No, you have it just as we planned. Now, a battalion you say? We may just need it. Either way the MAC stations in the area will be our best AA, and Artillery support. As far as AT we are stuck with the vehicles the Cadian and you brought with yoursleves. And I guess at long enough range the MAC cannons, but I wouldnt expect them to have much of a window of oppurtunity for that." Falcon said, glad that drang understood Exactly what this was about. "Any qeustions anyone?"
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Nov 23, 2007 13:33:27 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 23, 2007 13:33:27 GMT -5
anticipent grind aidley looking at falcon "when do we begin"
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Nov 23, 2007 14:00:01 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 23, 2007 14:00:01 GMT -5
"We will begin with a combat drop in personal drop suits called HEV's. Its definitly a hot journey. The Cadians will be using their famed 'Hell Jumpers" for this op.
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Nov 23, 2007 14:03:22 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 23, 2007 14:03:22 GMT -5
anticepnt laughed in excitment "hahaha exspresse elevators to hell one way down" he laughed looking forward to it as he craked his knukles in anticipation (sry no pun intended )
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Nov 23, 2007 16:54:07 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 23, 2007 16:54:07 GMT -5
Vulcan stood up "lt.colnel. sir could I go and see the quater master isr about replacing armaments sir"
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Nov 23, 2007 18:33:55 GMT -5
Post by knight (M.I.A) on Nov 23, 2007 18:33:55 GMT -5
The 814. Eyang was just sent Foplin III as reenforcements to keep the enraged masses inline who were captured between a war of the Imperium vs Tau and a Chaos cult. The main job of the Eyangs' was maintaining a safe place in a certain area that could be used as restock point and for taking a rest. Their secondary mission were sending out small patrols spotting enemy vehicles and bases and giving the coordinates to the air support and artillery battalions.
A the base camp had just been set up. The engineers were constructing towers, pillboxes; normal soldiers were digging trenches, and building gun emplacements with sandsags. A bit away from the "frontlines" of the base heavy transports were landing the heavy and light support units. Even an old Baneblade was among them. The rest consisted of cheap tanks similar to normal Leman Russ Battletanks. Also a lot of Sentinals were among those support uints, but the main piece of those reenforcements were the huge containers holding the cyber mastiffs. Some had been unloaded, activated, and were patrolling around the outer perimeters of the base already.
Lt. Kai Yang Xin was overseeing the unloading of the heavy equipment with his platoon when suddenly shots were fired and the backup at the eastern entrance was requested. A huge mob of enraged civilians wanted to enter the base to flee with the transports. The guards were keeping them back with shots in the air, but the situation could start going wrong any second. Kai ordered his platoon to move to the gates. If Eyang soldiers were good at anything then it was acting as police forces and riot squads. When he arrived at the gate it was already about three platoons, five cyber mastiffs and their handlers vs about 1000 civilians.
Since he was currently the highest ranking officer at the gate he ordered one platoon to stay behind as reserves while the other two platoons would assault. "Gasmasks and eyeprotectors! Use gas grenades and flares! After that use your batons!" Kai barked out as an order.
The soldiers acted at once putting on their gasmaks and after some seconds the first grenades were thrown and the soldiers charged. Many of the civilians ran away but many started to throw rocks at the assaulting soldiers. It was a short and fierce fight, at least for the civilians who couldn't do much against the armoured soldiers. Most of them were struck down by the baton wielding troopers. Some tried to run away, but the cyber mastiffs or aimed shots to their legs stopped them. After not even two minutes the mob had disappeared, just leaving behind about 15 dead civilians, more than 100 injured civilans and about 60 taken into custody because of their aggressive stance towards the soldiers. On the other side there were only few light injuries caused by the thrown rocks...
Yes, crowd control and too much violence against civilians was one of the biggest strengths of the Eyang soldiers, besides being really good light infantry...
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Nov 24, 2007 0:04:29 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 24, 2007 0:04:29 GMT -5
"Ok, Vulcan but make it quick....we have about 15 minutes to drop." With that Falcon put on his peaked cap and opened up a dresser containg carapace armor. Then pressed a small button on the desk and a bolt pistol and heavily modified Boltgun poped out of the wepaon holder on the wall. Falcon put his gear on, took another swig of amasec and walked out the door ushering everyone except Vulcan to follow him.
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Nov 24, 2007 3:49:07 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 24, 2007 3:49:07 GMT -5
Drang pushed the comm-tab as they walked down the cavernous hallway, beaming straight to his company's executive officer. 'Von Luckner, get the men ready for drop insertion. Have every man suited up and on the Condors in fifteen minutes.' He paused. 'No, I don't care whether anyones giving you clearance to drop. If they give you trouble, pull out your commissars cap and threaten them with death.' He snorted.'Yes, we're going up against Tau, make sue there are plenty of heavy flamers all round'.
'Falcon, give me the drop co-ordinates' he said...
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Nov 24, 2007 4:57:36 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 24, 2007 4:57:36 GMT -5
anticiepent walked along side falcon stay half a step behind him and just on his right shoulder "So how meny battles have you fought so far"
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Nov 24, 2007 14:24:33 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 24, 2007 14:24:33 GMT -5
"Drang the co-ordinates are L-8-9-3-2-1. Got it" a pause,"good good, see you on the ground". "How many battles have I fought? Thats a question I find my self asking you? But no matter I have fought........many. I fought with the Cadian 8th against chaos many atime, then with the Mordian, and then with the 8th again. I once sered with the valhallans but that was only a few short battles until I was commisioned to Capt. Commissar Crithcley, which was my last large op. Since then I have been with this ship and some small regiments fighting some small rebellions on some hell hole backwater planet. How many have you fought comrade commissar?"
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Nov 24, 2007 14:54:23 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 24, 2007 14:54:23 GMT -5
anticepent smiled "I have fought roughtley 50 campigns.... in total well over 400 battels.... I fought with commisar critchley... we were both comisars... he is a great man... a great man indeed... and a secret even a comissar can not identyfie" he grind rembering his old friend "he tought me how to motivate a troop that thinks they are about to die... or are about to die and they know it..." he laughed rembering a inserdent "there was once 10 squads pined under a trio of heavy bolters..... by the time I was threw with the troops they charged that fortification... we only lost one man who throught he was invinscable" he laughed loudley at the idiots glots then the the dum exspression on his face the split secound before the bolt round blew his brain out
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Nov 25, 2007 4:00:19 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 25, 2007 4:00:19 GMT -5
Arcangel was eager, he couldn't wait to drop on to the planet. It was all a matter of time he thought, just wait for the orders....He stared out of his port hole into the black space. Bleak, utter expanse he thought. He stared at his watch.....5 minutes till debrief. He turned and left his quarters to the meeting room.
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Nov 25, 2007 13:23:40 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 25, 2007 13:23:40 GMT -5
Drang grinned as he loped into the mustering section.Despite ten years service as a mercanery, Von Luckner had never stopped being a Mordian through and through. All the heavy troopers were lined up, ten to a Condor in parade drill, their black carapace armour glinting like obsidian in the harsh overhead lights, the metal surfaces of chem-inhalers, krak grenades, plasma guns, shotguns, demolition charges and a host of other miscalaneous equipment polished to a mirror sheen and their boots, if not shiny then at least clean, even if instead of regimaental braiding they were adorned with knives, spare ammo packs, flares and, in the case of one trooper, a spare laspistol. Not even Von Luckner's Iron Guardsman philosophy could possibly alter the cutthroat, rag-tag appearance of Drang's 1st Company.
Drang settled into the co-pilot's the lead Condor, a craft modified even further with an additional two missile racks and a nose-mounted mortar launcher. He exhaled slowly, savouring the tension like a fine cigar as the door slammed shut and the rapid preassurisation began, causing a grunt of discomfort from the vox-operator, the most junior squad member and a veteran of the recent battle for Vogen. At at this, the interior resounded with good-natured laughter at the 'redshirts's discomfort as the engines flared white hot, and the formation flew out into the ether just as the drop units began to fire......
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Nov 26, 2007 18:27:59 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 26, 2007 18:27:59 GMT -5
Falcon settled himself in his small spectation port and turned on the regiment radio freq. "This is it boys! For the Emperor! For Terra!" He yelled as the dropships fired and the soldeirs fell to their so called "Tombs" below. He watched as some of the pods entered the atmosphere and exploded in the extreme heat and others were shot down by pulse fire.
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