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Nov 27, 2007 18:05:13 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 27, 2007 18:05:13 GMT -5
Vulcan walked over to falcon. "Already sir" aadjusting the sniper rifgles shoulder strap " Pretty good shot you know sir"
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Nov 27, 2007 22:22:54 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 27, 2007 22:22:54 GMT -5
As Falcon held on to the hang guards he looked at Vulcan," Aye, so was I a long long time ago.......I hope you are good with that"
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Nov 28, 2007 1:41:26 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 28, 2007 1:41:26 GMT -5
"you have no idea sir" vulcan was smiling soon he'll be able shoot somthing expect for practice dummies. climbing into a HEV vulcan started to prepare himself for the drop just like on predium where he train in it.
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Nov 28, 2007 6:59:57 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2007 6:59:57 GMT -5
Arcangel could see the sudden bursts of drop pods from the low atmosphere, as he knew those boys were going in hot. He stumbled a bit as the HMS ticonderoga started up its engines and began a decent towards low gravity. This was the time, Arcangel thought, he opened the doors from his quarters and headed to the comm room.
*"all units of the 4th and 5th company, Cadian 8th.....prepare for battle stations"* -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- *"This is not a drill, i repeat....not a drill"*
Arcangel nodded at the comm speaker and ran out of the room and down the corridor. He could see, here and there, troops scarmbling from the bunks, toilets, and from the gallery. It was massed chaos as the crowds gathered towards the massive armoury.
he and the NCO's were lead a different path, away from the 'standard' issue stuff. He and the NCO's were lead into a another room. The quarter-master opened the door to find loads of special weapons, equipment and electronics. Arcangel stared wide-eyed, and managed to home in on his already prepared rack of stuff he had placed earlier.....It was time....
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Nov 28, 2007 11:38:06 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 28, 2007 11:38:06 GMT -5
The dropship jolted violently as it slammed into the planet's ionosphere, its sleek black hull glowing fiery orange orange, then a dull, savage red, and finally to an incandesecent white-hot magnesium flare. The shaking increased, a deep bone rattling thrum as the craft shook like a sail in a typhoon. Drang pushed the comm-button, his voice ringing out across every dropship in the company. 'Grav chute time people' he said, deadpan. To the rear of him, and in all the modified Condors, men put on full atmosheric gear and drop chutes. Each man carried so much equipment, and was so valuble and well trained, that they could not afford to lose anyone where it could be prevented.
They were reaching the most vulnerable point for the dropships. As they barraged through the planet's upper atmosphere, they would show up like a beacon on any infa-red sensor that was aimed at them. Drang was counting on the defences targeting the faster and hotter drop pods instead of the dropships. As soon as they entered atmospheric flight, they would be completely invisible to any sensor, and would be flying so high unril they hit the drop zone that they were invisible to the naked eye as well.
The shaking increased further as they plunged down further, the hull outside a vertible inferno as the atmosheric gases burned into the craft's massive heat-shield. Drang chuckled as an insane whoop went up from one of the mercaneries in the back, swiflty joined by half a dozen others. He watched as the pilot put his hand on the control panel of the cockpit in spite of they heat of the metal; he could see the man's skin blister on the bare metal. And then they were through, the shaking stopping with a violent abruptness as the black hulled craft wheeled into the planet's upper atmosphere, the massive armour plates clinking faintly as they cooled, and turned to their targets.....
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Nov 28, 2007 16:03:04 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 28, 2007 16:03:04 GMT -5
anticepnt grind as he setled into his HEV his bolt pistols in there across chest holsters as he slung his power sword on the side of the compartment he stood in "so then how long till we droop sir" critchley smiled looking at havoc as he waited eagerley for his pod to close and get fierd to the ground
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Nov 28, 2007 16:43:51 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 28, 2007 16:43:51 GMT -5
Falcon grabbed his gear and extra comm equipment into his HEV. "Alright, time to go." He hit the release lever and dropped hard and fast into the depth of the planets atmosphere.
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Nov 28, 2007 19:05:05 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 28, 2007 19:05:05 GMT -5
As the hev plummented towards the planets surface the simliar adreliane rush pusle through his body. This was it the moments before the battle chanting hms the Hev soared through the atmosphere with thousands of others.
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Nov 28, 2007 20:02:45 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Nov 28, 2007 20:02:45 GMT -5
The HMS Ticonderoga, was just on teh border with the planets atmosphere. From the Armoury's window, he could see the last of the HEV's departing from its ships. Arcangel knew they would drop after they cleared the LZ's. Rendevous with his special team would be imminent.
"Lets just hope its not a massacre down there" - said another NCO looking on with him....
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Nov 29, 2007 0:15:56 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Nov 29, 2007 0:15:56 GMT -5
AS Falcon entered low atmosphere the burning really started. The outer part of the HEV peeled off in his face and melted as it cooled. It shuddered as the Grav Chute deployed and then was blown away by flak. as he felt freefall under him the secondary chute opened and this one stayed. As he got much closer to the ground he noticed it was raining below. He hit the ground with a SLAM! and the front door exploded outwards. He got out and ran for cover. "This is Lt.Col. Falcon Havok and I have made landing! All untis rendevouze at the base of the Fokol Mts. Good Luck!"
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Nov 29, 2007 1:29:59 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 29, 2007 1:29:59 GMT -5
the Hev hit the ground with a thud catching in the fresh air and the rain he spotted the lt. col. in the distance. Spritting over to his postion a huge explosion of mud to his left slammed into Vulcan. stumbling to the ground holding up in the crater vulcan took out his sniper rifle in the rain he couldn't see anything but whatever was out there it proably was looking for him. Hevs were landing everywhere.
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Nov 29, 2007 8:10:50 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Nov 29, 2007 8:10:50 GMT -5
The twelve Condors came down low, barely 50 meters above the ground, their nose weapons spitting fiery death into the flanks of a Tau mechanized formation. Drang howled with murderous glee as the formation's Devilfish and hammerheads began to crumple and burn under the impact of the aircraft's fire, the night-black aircraft sweeping over the Tau, fire warriors collapsing like so much dead meat under a furious barrage of laser, autogun, bolter, plasma and melta fire as the infantry blazed away from the flanks of the aircraft.
The aircraft wheeled around again like so many of the raptors they were named for, coming in this time with rocket pods and fragmentation missiles brutally scything through the ranks of the Tau infantry, tearing gaping holes in the already terrified ranks of Fire Warriors. As the Condors came in to land, still keeping up a murderous bombardment of the entangled infantry, a lone figure dropped the fifty-something-foot gap between the aircraft and the ground. This solitary figure stood from the impact-absorbing crouch, rising up like the Kraken from the deep to be silhouetted against the setting sun, terrible and unstoppable as the God of War himself.
Kamenev Drang......
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Nov 29, 2007 14:15:19 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 29, 2007 14:15:19 GMT -5
Anticipant sang all the way down happily reciting the pray of the Emperors glory. as he hit the ground with a dexterity and elegance he grabbed his power sword from its hold in the pod removed one of his bolt pistol from its holster quickly cheating it, then loading a round into the chamber and sprinting out of the pod looking he could see havoc and he ran after him. Roaring encouragement to surrounding troops as he rallied them to regroup and move up.
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Nov 29, 2007 21:32:47 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Nov 29, 2007 21:32:47 GMT -5
Vulcan took out his autogun and advance into the havoc the condors had just ripped through the taus formation. Running from cover to cover he found an abanded building and climbed inside taking out the sniper rifle he survyed the scene died tau littered the ground as well a craters. one figure still stood the mer drang was standing in the midle. taking his eye away then puting it back to back sure he wasn't seeing things but there he was and just then he pionted right at vulcan "How the .. ." then he heard it the foot fall spinning the kroot charged at vulcan. Fire a high velocity slug into it's brain it fell to the ground it's tau weapon falling to the ground. looking back at drang was he laughing?
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this isn't your kroot thunder that i shoot
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Nov 30, 2007 4:35:49 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Nov 30, 2007 4:35:49 GMT -5
critchley charged forwards jumping off a tau defensive postion and decapertating the first fierwarrior he seen as he leveled his bolt pistol to anothers head and fierd xeno ichore exsploding from the back of its helmit.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2007 5:54:04 GMT -5
The HMS ticondergoa had now entered the planet's atmosphere, and was descending towards the planet's surface. Arcangel watched at 50,000 feet like a holo-tactical map display at the invasion. He could see the intial landing zone on the outskirts of the city, littered with now emty drop pods and scattered units of guardsmen. He could see a smoking tau armoured company wrecked by the landing crafts from the port hangar as he and two hundred of the 2 cadian companies stared. The landing zone was still too critical to stage a full combat drop. Arcangel prayed that the troops down below would take out those crucial anti-air emplacements.
He could see those emplacements..... scattered fire bases within the city streets as they fired long range railguns at the HMS Ticonderoga. The impacts hit the void shields with light blinding force. They rippled as they strained to contain blast upon blast of rail gun fire.
(Destroy some of those emplacements so i can bring in second wave reinforcements....and me!!!)
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Dec 1, 2007 7:16:16 GMT -5
Lt. Xin was sitting in the back of a Chimera that was rumbling to a new drop zone. A Lt. Colonel Falcon Horce was landing with his troops and command thought that a little bit of backup was needed. Colonel Tao had given Kai the command over this task force. The force itself consisted of 2 platoons mounted in Chimeras, several Eyang MBTs, and the Baneblade. Finally they came near the landingzone. Kai looked out of the Chimera and checked the area with his binoculars. The landingzone was under fire by several automated gun emplacements and new squads of Tau warriors were arriving and disembarking from their anti-grav vehicles. "All forces disembark and prepare for close range assault. The tanks will concentrate on the emplacements, the heavy weapons on those vehicles. The infantry takes out the xeno warriors." he sent over short range vox. When he left the Chimera most of the other troops were already on the outside moving into cover. When all troops were in cover he finally gave the assault signal and everything started moving. The Eyang soldiers advanced quickly thourgh the ruins while the smaller MBTs and Chimeras took the old roads that would lead them into the xeno's flanks. Just the Baneblade followed the infantry through the ruins and over the rubble and through the ruins. Eventually they reached good firing positions and started firing on the xenos. Also the tanks arrived just in time and opened fire as well. Just the Baneblade was nowhere to be seen. ((Don't shoot at me or my troops))
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Dec 1, 2007 15:04:31 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Dec 1, 2007 15:04:31 GMT -5
Drang charged. With a roar that froze the blood of everyone on the battlefield, he smashed through the ragged line of Kroot auxilia, his maul reducing both the arms of the brood's Master Shaper to bloody pulp, grinding another Xenos under his path as if it were as insubstansial as a paper wall as its bones shattered under the impact. One of the creatures lunged, its scythe-like blade slicing down through Drang's greatcoat, leaving a bloody slice along his ribs before Drang's knife rammed into it's abdomen, the sheer force of his charge dragging the Xenos along with him, tearing a hideous disembowling wound through the creature's vitals before it dropped to the ground like a carcass from a butchers hook, screaming and clutching at it's wound, desperately trying to staunch the blood that pumped out of it's body like a grotesque fountain.
Drang cleared the group just as the first salvo of rockets began to land amongst the Kroot, ripping through the unarmoured aliens like a sickle through wheat, obliterating the Xenos. Drang continued his bezerk rush, ignoring the sporadic pulse fire from the entrenched fire warriors. Drang sprinted directly at the confused and terrified Xenos, ramming straight through the wall of the fortified building and straight into the unit. Drang crushed the helmeted skull of the first alien in with a savage blow from his mace, ramming a knife between the armour plates of another to sink deep into it's chest. The Tau collapsed, coughing blood from its mouth as it's lungs filled with arterial blood. A third lashed out, its rifle shatting off Drang's skull, the shards of the plastic gouging at his face even as he ripped the creature's head from it's shoulders in a spray of alien blood. An psychotic howl escaped his lips as the most powerful stimms began to kick in as Drang descended into an insane frenzy of violence, mindless of pain or fear as the Tau swarmed into the room, as Drang lashed out, his maul shattering armour and bone like brittle wood, Xenos dying in droves as their organs were reduced to a gory pulp. His knife blade broke, jammed into the armour of a commander's battlesuit, before Drang tore the armour plating from it's hull and ripped out the officer's throat barehanded with a bellow of chem-induced fury. He swept up a finely crafted alien blade, scything into the exposed torso of another alien, adding to the horrific piles of dead and dying tau as he tore out its heart in a spatter of bone and gore, it's last screams cut off as it choked on it's lifeblood. The tau finally retreated, clustering around a lone figure that Drang recognised distantly through the haze of bloodlust as an Ethereal. He strode into the room, slow as a wolf with it's prey cornered and helpless. He looked truly savage, bleeding from dozens of small wounds, gory to the elbows and his his own blood trickling down his face from a terrible scalp wound, his pupils so dilated that his eyes were black as the cold, souless blackness of space and his face set into a grin more fearsome than that of any daemon.
He lunged, pummeling through the ranks of the warriors like a grown man might knock aside bothersome children, his knife whistling through the air to stop just short of penetrating the Ethereal's throat. While the Ethereal itself stood there, fearlessly daring to look the lunatic mercanery straight in the eye, the other tau were not so bold. To a man they had been unable to stop Drang, paralysed by their terror of the demonic form that had carved through their units with contemptuous ease, leaving a trail of pain and death in his path. So confronted, they had reached their breaking point. As one, they very carefully laid aside their weapons and lay on the floor, still trembling in fear of the psychotic killer who stood their, gory and terrible as death himself, with a knife to the throat of their leader.
Drang grinned wider, exposing a inhuman set of canines even as he applied stun cuffs to the Ethereal, his mercaneries flowing into the building like water, elimanating the scattered remnants of resistance, securing prisoners for interogation and killing the dying mercifully.
Having done this, Drang slung the Ethereal over his shoulder with the ease of a man lifting a rifle or a sandbag, hooking its dueling blade onto his belt as he strode outside to watch as the terrified, broken remants of the Tau laid down their weapons and surrendered to the imperials. He smiled, and lit a cigar as the bloody sun sank below the blackened earth......
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Dec 1, 2007 18:19:24 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 1, 2007 18:19:24 GMT -5
anticipent growled he could'nt see where drang was but smiled as he heard the distent cry of the gaurds roring in victory, as he finaly recognised where he was it was one of the xeno defence post's one of the anti air rail gins on the roof blasting at the huge shape of the HMS ticondergoa.
anticepnt cut a swath threw to the control room his sword crakerling with sizerling drying xeno blood as he inspierd the sarrounding troops on as he destroyed a brodeside with a over ezaed skill as he dodged left and right between its daft swings as if he was made of water. As his sword sliced threw the battle suit tearing threw the armour like it was paper untill he finly grew tierd of playing with the toy and scewerd the pilot onto his power sword, continuing his rush towards the control room where finly he killed the last defender a crater in the middle of the final fierwarroiros torso as a smoking trail led back to a bolt pistol still smoking gentley as antcipent's hand.
he walked over to a seat in the middle of the room that had been heastiley evacuated by a tau when anticipent had burst in the room. as he studded the chair he sat down pulling the visor over his head and smirked as he grabed the controls realising he was actuley controling the gun on this entrenchments roof as he traversed the turret in the city seeing one of the rail guns still blasting into the HMS ticondergoa. a wiked smile grind over his lips as he lined it up in the cros hairs of his display. a warning light bliping in the corner.... obviousley it recognized it was a tau instalation. regardless pulling the trigger a whine wheared in the air as a bright blue beam struk the turret in the city disintergrating it instanlet as the tower exsploded the towers power realis being destroyed by the fead back from the destroyed turret.
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Dec 1, 2007 20:14:34 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 1, 2007 20:14:34 GMT -5
BAck at the hangars, there was no time to stare anymore. The 2 compnies began splitting into platoons, each one neatly ranked along the hangar bay from left to right. Each one had a grav chute/parachute strapped on his back. Arcangel stood infront of his squad along with other NCO's and began the role call for parachute checks.
"Number 1"
"Check!"
"Number 2"
"Check"
This continued throughout the companies untill every one was secured.......it was almost time.....he knew this and turned to the hangar doors. Grenade launcher tightly strapped to his back side.
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Dec 2, 2007 13:32:53 GMT -5
Post by knight (M.I.A) on Dec 2, 2007 13:32:53 GMT -5
The first tanks opened fire on the Tau installations.
But the Baneblade was still nowhere to be seen and the first Tau started firing on the Eyang troopers. The Tau got a good firing position between some rubble and an old factory behind them. The fight was turning into a disaster. But suddenly the earth shaking and the wall behind the Tau collapsed. The Baneblade finally made and started firing with all its weapons. One not so well aimed shot accidently hit the crisis suit and annihilated them in a ball of fire. The fire warriors directly in front of the Baneblade tried to run away, but many were chrushed by the tracks of the huge tank or were killed by the heavy bolters...
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Dec 2, 2007 20:30:19 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 2, 2007 20:30:19 GMT -5
Falcon ducked jumped slashed and shot as many tau as he could find carving bloody holes in their ranks. He wathced as the Ticonderoga came into low orbit and blew everything that wasnt held to the ground with a gust of air. Aiming his boltgun he shot at a battlesuit most ping-ing off until one struck home ripping the internals of the machine, and the pilot to pieces bringing it down with a explosive shudder. "Drang whats your status!" Flaocn yelled into his micro-bead.
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Dec 3, 2007 3:10:32 GMT -5
'We're all okay Falcon' returned Drang, despite the falling rubble none of his company had been killed. 'But tell those Navy f*ckers to aim straight next time, or they'll be explaining to the Ordos Xenos how they cost them their first ever live Ethereal. And then I'll kill them' he laughed, manic with suppressed aggresion.
Suddenly, men began landing among Drang's men. A few confused scuffles broke apart between the loyalists Cadians and the hardend mercaneries, before as one, they realised that neither were Tau auxilaries and dropped back into the craters and cover. Drang watched proudly as a squad of veteran infantry sprinted into a Tau building, their teammates laying down a withering hail of small arms fire while they moved alongside and hurled a demolition charge through a ground floor doorway. The detonation ripped through the structure, hurling Tau bodies about like toys, the roof collapsing into the ground floor, tanking the emplaced gun on the top of the building down with it to crush the Fire Warriors beneath. As soon as the dust cleared, the squad moved up to secure the building, wiping out the few remaining fire warriors with contemptuous ease before a heavy autocannon was erected amongst the rubble, belching out high explosive rounds into the flanks of a Sky Ray mobile anti air unit, the Skimmer's engines exploding in a spectacular inferno that tore through the Skimmer's hull until it reached the ammunition hold, blowing the vehicle and it's crew into the sky with a resounding cheer from the Imperials all around.
'We've collapsed this flank, they're falling back. Will detail No. 3 Squadron to pursue. How are things holding up at your end?'
Suddenly, the ground collapsed around Drang, shrapnel tearing through his body like thousands of razor-sharp wasps as he was thrown to the ground. A long, stunned silence fell over him like a warm blanket, the screams and insane laughter of the gunfire muted by the ringing in his ears.
Then, the stimms kicked in. Like molten fury they coursed through his body, burning a trail of white-hot rage across his mind, reducing pain and fear to nothing more than another mental inferno of savage fury, even as Drang rose up, the Tau's weaponery seemingly impotent against his bezerk howls of unstoppable anger.
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Post by twerd on Dec 3, 2007 4:10:06 GMT -5
Vulcan looked over the buildings where Drangss and his mercs had just captured the tau leader. the Commisar had taken out the rail gun emplacment now was the time for the surving enemy to be in full tail. A few tau fire warrors moved between two building coming towards vulcan postion taking aim he loose a shot at rear most enemy. Imedialty they took cover if attacked from the rear Vulcan finnished them off with ease. Seeing another sniper team over to his left vulcan decided to jion them. "Looks like it's going to be a good day for us" vulcan said " it sure does private" responed the sniper "Enemy armoured suits advancing arcoss the roof tops " said the spotter
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 3, 2007 5:11:11 GMT -5
"This is anticepnt to snipers.. armour spoted keep your heads down." with that he aimed waiting for the suits to jump into the air and at the peack of there jump lossed a shot whcih craked the first in half followed rapidley by another 3 blast which seen to at least half the suits. "there all yours take em down lads 3 enemy targets remaing DO NOT LET THEM DISABLE THIS BUILDING"
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