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Post by Deleted on Dec 3, 2007 7:05:18 GMT -5
The HMS' Ticonderoga's port side void shields powered down as the hangar bays started unravelling. Gushes of cold air flooded the inside as guardsmen held hand on shoulder together, waiting for the signal. The gush of air roared around as Arcangel awaited, it was load and he struggled to hear a rather excited trooper behind him shout in excitement.
Suddenly it happened....Green lights signalled above the exit points as sirens bellowed over the sound of the wind. The guardsmen stood ready as they moved towards the edge. Then platoon by platoon, the troops left off.
They fell from the HMS Ticonderoga like pouring a cup of tea onto the floor. Arcangel leapt off as he felt the rush of wind and the nothingness that was mid - air as he took on his surroundings. Men screaming wildly, anticipated at the landing below. The ground rushed before him, as he turned back and saw the last platoon jump off the cruiser. He bellowed into his vox to the rest of the men. The words seemed to disappear amongst the rush of wind but they all got the message when Arcangel ignited his grav chutes.
The 2 companies finally buzzed as thrusters kicked in. The drop was now a controlled decent towards the city roof tops. 10,000 feet more he thought as he and others lead the swarm of hell-jumpers down....
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Dec 3, 2007 17:53:49 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 3, 2007 17:53:49 GMT -5
Looking out as the armoured suits made there way in between buildings Vulcan could see the three groups coming within in sight and then out of sight. "these guys don't want to play ball there just waiting there" the sniper restored A slight sound echo from behind cold fear sent shivers down thier spines. Vulcan switch to his auto gun and spun around spraying the area with shots. The bullets hit the armour of the stealth suit and a drone crashed to ground. the return fire took out the spotter and sniper was hit in the chest. As fell over the edge one last shot from his shniper rifle sent the suit to the ground. "Ancpent this is vulcan they have stealth suits in the area look out."
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Dec 3, 2007 20:43:22 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 3, 2007 20:43:22 GMT -5
anticepnt jumped from the seat running out and back down the staires he had fought so hard to get up as he got a squad leader and pushed a aspecs into his hand "TAKE THAT AND COVER THE DOOR ANY THING THATS NOT HUMAN YOU FIER DIWN THAT HALL TILL THERE IS NOTHING ON THAT SCREEN" he rored in the troopers face who quickley set about fortyfiing the door way to the control room. as anticepent ran out his bolt pistol held ready that familure sense prickerling down the back of his neck... something was watching him aiming at him his 6th sense was sharp it could see threw that techno magic that shrowded his enemy from him as he slowley walked forwards the battle field seeming to shirnk quickley into just his emideat area. a low thrum of electricty buzzed in the air off his power sword... his heart thumped in his cheast... this thing was good.. maybe at last he could earn his reast.. maybe he had at last found a enemy worthy to kill him.... a shrik of mettle scraped and in the blink of a eye anticepnt rooled on the ground slicing his sword up as artireal blood yeted from a stup that seamed to beling to the air its self... as slowley the suite declocked slumping to the flour as the ocupent died from bloodloss. "or maybe not" he stood slowley his form perfect just as his strik had been. as he walked forwards pointing his bolt gun at a officer that was siting down and fierd but the bolt detonated earley... the hulking form of a stealth suit falling into a jumble on the flour its cheast crated by the bolt round.
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Dec 3, 2007 21:41:15 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 3, 2007 21:41:15 GMT -5
Falcon brought his boltgun to bear, tearing bloody holes in the stealthsuits his mod'ed scope picked up. "Watch it Hell Jumpers comin in! Hold fire on all imperial troops!" Falcon yelled as he saw some troopers fring at the drop pods.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 4, 2007 5:07:25 GMT -5
Arcangel tried to swivel about, at 4 000metres, things were beginning to be hot as incoming fire from ground troops began hitting the air around him. Trails of blue plasma strafed, as arcangel ordered the troops to spread about. A blatant scream caught his ear as rounds pumped into a neaby trooper, the rounds followed into the grav chute of another guardsmen, causing a malfunction and his intiial free fall to the ground.
Arcangel signaled his squad to follow, as other individual squads began ralling to each other. Firing increased at 2000 metres as he and others began sweeping from the city outskirts, losses were still minimum, but he . Arcangel could make out the Imperial troopers on the ground, clearing building from building, as tau forces engaged fiercely with still strong numbers.....
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Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 5, 2007 8:42:00 GMT -5
Falcon sprinted into a building only to find it covered in tau troops. He flipped a table and hurled a flahsbang grenade over it. The Firewarriors were blind and deaf and he shot them, each on of them in the head.
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Dec 12, 2007 20:21:38 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 12, 2007 20:21:38 GMT -5
Vulcan ran down stairs taking out his auto gun and running into building where Falcan had gone into just as a blast erupted a high peicthed screem was in his ears and his eyes were blinded " oh shi .." jumping to ground as Falcon droped the tau looking over at vulcan falcon started to shoot "What! are you saying sir "
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Dec 13, 2007 0:00:57 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 13, 2007 0:00:57 GMT -5
"I SAID GIVE ME YOUR VOX!!" Falcon yelled as he sprinted toward Vulcan. shots ran out everywhere and Tau reinforcements started to move in. Crisis suits were everywhere.
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Dec 13, 2007 0:11:34 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 13, 2007 0:11:34 GMT -5
"yes sir" swinging the vox towards falcon and firing into incoming tau still disorintated by the flash bang one, two, four, six. the mag ran dry disloging with a knee and shoving another in. Vulcan threw frag into the room and ducked beside the table where falcon was on the vox. a crisis suit apperead in the door way firing into zenos wiring went everwhere and blood flowed out of the bullet holes with a thudd it the ground.
OOC: i had a vox?
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Dec 13, 2007 2:56:04 GMT -5
Post by knight (M.I.A) on Dec 13, 2007 2:56:04 GMT -5
((I think you had a vox Twerd, but if the others had read my posts carefully calling in for reenforcements wouldn't be necessary.I'm already there with 2 platoons in Chimeras, several battle tanks (no LRs) and a Baneblade. But due to serious OOC reasons I'll be unable to partcipate in this anymore, so all please keep ignoring my posts as before ))
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Dec 13, 2007 8:46:53 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 13, 2007 8:46:53 GMT -5
OOC: Yes you had a vox as contact with the Inquisistion right? And no Knight I am not going to be using it for reinforcements.
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Dec 13, 2007 14:43:39 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Dec 13, 2007 14:43:39 GMT -5
The wall blew in. Massive fragments of concrete and plaster flew about as Drang came through with equally unstopable force, crashing through the ranks of the Pathfinders with terrifying ease, lashing out in a blind fury as he clove into their ranks, sending their bodies flying through the air broken and mangled with each blow from his mace and gauntleted fists. And still they threw their masked, robot-like bodies at him, silent and hopeless as spitting into a hurricane. Their helpless flailing and lack of any training made them easy prey for Drang's anger. No quarter was asked, and none given, screams in an alien tongue piercing the walls as the xenos were hacked down to lie dismembered and dying by the dozen Drang's wake as he clove through the squads. Even as he cut down the last pathfinder in a shower of arterial blood, ramming it's own honour blade through the creature's abdomen and twisting, tearing a hideous wound through it's organs and snapping the blade against the ribcage, dropping the xenos to the floor as it clutched at the horrific wound, he could feel his own body weaken as the drugs began to take their savage toll, as he slumped down the wall, so weary and sickened by the carnage around him that he began to sob uncontrollably, though even these little spasms of greif tore like knives against his battered muscles .
Human shouting, and Von Luckner's command team piled into the room just as an Tau antipersonel weapon detonated outside with a howl of shrapnel through the air to ricochet against the building. The medic rushed across to Drang. He looked down at the mercanery, quickly checking his pulse and pupils. Drang nodded once, barely perceptible, and the medic slammed a needle through his fatigues, straight between his leg muscles and into his femoral artery. He stiffened slightly at the sharp, hot pain, a silent curse escaping his lips as he lay there. Then, the detox began to work. His eyes widened in horror as the drug burnt away all the stimulant and sedative provided distortions to his perceptions, his mind reeling as the sense of thousands of bruises, cuts and tears upon him was first truly felt, his own nerves exploding in incandescent agony in a white-hot frenzy of torment that tore into his mind like a host of screaming demons.
Suddenly, a sharp, hot blow punched through the torn and bloody flesh of his chest, a blessed calm spreading through his body, reducing the inferno of anguish to a terrible, dull ache throughout his body. Drang's vision cleared, and he saw the medic ready another shot of sedative to allow him to regenerate his wounds. The after-effects of the drug were still felt, a mindless hurt all throughout his body that burnt away his prodigous strength like acid on bare flesh. He barely turned his head as the bile rose in his throat, vomiting the scanty contents of his stomach onto the blood covered floor. He continued to gasp, dry retches convulsing horribly in his throat like grasping squeezing fingers as his body fought to empty itself of the toxic buildup in his blood, muscles and tissue.
The the medic rammed the needle of sedative into his shoulder, and the world disappeared in a haze of beautiful colour........
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Dec 13, 2007 17:29:47 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 13, 2007 17:29:47 GMT -5
ooc: ah what no teleporting grey knight terminators O well we will just have orbitail bombardments then ;D
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Dec 13, 2007 19:40:19 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 13, 2007 19:40:19 GMT -5
((ooc: NO WAIT IAM IN ONE OF THE TAU BUILDINGS..... wait.... Iam a commsar..... oh poo.)) anticepent divd forward in a forward dive rolling behind cover as a pulse of plasme vaporsed the cover he was just behind. as he unholsterd his secound bolt pistol cheaked both the mags.... 20 in each... perfect. he grind as fierwarriors started pouring into the room fiering in the genral direction the path finder was pionting with his pulse rifle.
with a slick smart ass grin anticepnt closed his eye's relaxing perfectley as he seen the tau that were behind the wall... as if his eye lids had mirrors on them and they were showing him his enemy... casuley he turned steaping from behind the cover bringing his bolt pistol up in a madley slowl motion as he pulled the trigger. CRAK the round erupted from the chember the bolt detonating aginst the xenos cheast launching it backwards knocking 3 of its companions over. a slight twist of the rist to the right... bringing the secound bolt pistol up aiming to the far left this time squeaz on the triigers.... two exsplosiveley loud kraks and more tau fell then suddenley the bolt pistols screamed roring time after time after time tau falling down after each shot... finly anticepnt opend his eye's,
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Dec 13, 2007 20:47:13 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 13, 2007 20:47:13 GMT -5
Vulcan dived over the table and ran to the door way throwing a frag greande into the next fire warroir team. the explosion ripped them apart as they flew through the air. looking to his left he saw anticepent take out a whole squad of fire warrors. A IRSR chirmera pulled up next to the building running over the sergent in the cupola "Secure that building" pionting to where anticepent was the ramp went and the armoured fist squad disembarked and entered the building "Anticepent sir we don't have all day we need to get to the base i'm with Lt. col. falcon in that building we better go sir"
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Dec 14, 2007 0:05:38 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 14, 2007 0:05:38 GMT -5
Falcon watched as the jump suit twitched and died as more bolts struck it. The high explosive rounds that didnt hit the suits were hitting FireWarriors and the pathfinders sending them flying backwards into their brethren. As soon as they got close he bayoneted them in the gut with his chain-bayonet, each one dieing in a puddle of its own blood.
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Dec 14, 2007 9:24:13 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 14, 2007 9:24:13 GMT -5
"Kepp your head togeather trooper we will get there the more we kill out here the less they will have on the walls." anticepnt chukled humerley at vulcan as he ran out the door stooping then slashing his power sword down threw a stealth suit that was behind him "unlik most people... that aint my blind spot" he chukled sprinting off after a fleaing path finder team
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Dec 14, 2007 17:56:01 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 14, 2007 17:56:01 GMT -5
running over to falcon vulcan had his baynet out and his autogun blazing. the tau where every where "fire in hole" vulcan yelled as through a frag through a window causing the tau to hesisate and be blown apart by auto slungs
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Dec 17, 2007 21:42:01 GMT -5
Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2007 21:42:01 GMT -5
Arcangel woke up in shock...where was he....nuts he thought, a severe pain ringing along his left side. He glance and saw....damn, nothing....what!? then he knew, as blood began oozing out of his left arm, or what was left of it. He turned left and right and found himself inside a derelict building....he glanced up at the ceiling....a distinct hole where he must've smashed through....frack, why couldn't he remember?
Then it hit him again as he turned outside the street to see a squad his boys pinned on a second floor building against urban tau fire warriors. Exchanged fire ricocheted every where as plasma and laser fire flew through the air.
He moved....but stopped.....damn, hurt like a bull dog as he exchanged his right hand tapping into his head vox. "This is master sergeant Arcangel, all drop troops have not reached ground level. majpority of us located about 10 blocks from your position, and holding". Arcangel had remembered where everyone was, just before he crash landed. " I have a squad pinned here....and something worse...."
"location unkown...request retrieval and interception. My status.....critically wounded....need..."
........Arcangel dozed off, as his body went into shock...what was left of his left arm, the nerves, the blood...
(srry fellow troopers...have been really busy with pre-x'mas tests but im back in....)
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Dec 17, 2007 23:48:56 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 17, 2007 23:48:56 GMT -5
(OK its all good)
Falcon, in recieving the vox from 'arc, rose to his feet boltgun leveled towards the firewarriors. He started sprinting and shooting at the same time tearing throught their ranks to get to 'arc. He slashed and hacked and shot. Death was all around his swirling form as he killed any xeno that got in his way.
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Dec 18, 2007 4:36:06 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 18, 2007 4:36:06 GMT -5
anticipent ran ducking threw rubble of a topled smok chimley as he ran eye shut. seeing a scoud about to be butched by a kroot ambush that was creeping towards them. time was sharpley aginst him..... hell when the dam was'nt it.
he grunted as he dived threw the first story window of the building his legs screaming as he felt addrelaline burn threw the vains. he stooped...... stoped still as he slowley lowerd his hand onto the hilt of his power sword. his breathing slow and messured.. the shoot rang out grazing his left arm. 2 more followed but went wide as he slolwey walked towards the kroot shooters that were now cliking and cursing in there own toung.
anticepnt stil had his eye's closed when he masacerd them all.
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Dec 20, 2007 14:28:54 GMT -5
Post by Rolling Thunder on Dec 20, 2007 14:28:54 GMT -5
Drang heard screaming. The sound cut through the nightmares, drwing him up through the inky blackness of unconscious to leave him standing, gasping desperately as he awoke from the too-real dream of greif, guilt and bloody violence. At once, a caphocany of explosions battered at his ears, sudden hot pain throwing the world into beautiful, sharp focus as the shrapnel traced criss-cross red across his bare torso, as the stimmulants gathered all the terror, the guilt, the misery of his humanity into the pitsof his lungs.
Drang howled. With concussive force, he blasted away his emotion into a single scream that ridded him of the burdens of his human heritage, as his psyche emptied itself into the warp to be replaced by white-hot fury.
And so he charged, smashing into a enemy unit with a scream of bloodlust, tearing and crumpling the armour of the battlesuits in a bezerk rage that could not be arrested by any force save perhaps that of the greatest of daemonkind. Drang's rush left slewn in his trail dead and dying Xenos, thrown about in mad abandon as the mercanery revelled in the carnage.
A strange whisper in Drang's ear, almost imperceptible but nevertheless stopping him, halfway through the task of wiping out a unit of stealthsuits. He stood there, stock still despite the sporadic fire, as the message wormed its way through the red mist and into his conscious mind. A familiar face. A name. A friend.
Arcangel.
The shock of this cut through the bloodlust. Still rooted to the spot, Drang pressed the command-vox of his personal unit.
'Von Luckner here' came his XO's clear, Mordian tones.
'Lief' Drang said, using Von Luckner's first name to convey the deadly seriousness of the situation. 'We've got a unit of the Cadian's under ground fire. I want you to have Harry's squadron onto rescue and support. Got that. Good.' he signed off, before any answer was forthcoming.
Drang lowered his head, and sprinted, a direct line between him and Arcangel's position, ignoring enemies, buildings and the fragmented remnants of sanity still in his brain in his mad dash to save his comrade.
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Dec 20, 2007 17:04:07 GMT -5
Post by twerd on Dec 20, 2007 17:04:07 GMT -5
Vulcan was running down the street beside falcon shooting at the tau on ethier side of the road. getting close to where Master Sergeant Arcangel was wounded. tau forces where getting fewer in the distance he could see the form of the merc drang. "were close sir" shouted vulcan. Movement cuaght his eye up on a second storey window pulse fire shoot down at them falcon pushed vulcan into the building. Running up the steps Vulcan unloaded his autogun into the fire warrors taking them down with each slug. turning around he saw falcon move onto walk way on the other side was the building where arcangel was.
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Dec 21, 2007 0:09:30 GMT -5
Post by Cadian 117 on Dec 21, 2007 0:09:30 GMT -5
Falcon sprinted as hard as could firing madly into the tau behind cover, as the bolt round decapitated many and left huge holes in others. He could see 3 or 4 cadians around where 'arc was supposed to be and coming up on his left were a squad of mercs laying waste to a few tau battle suits. Falcon reached the hole where 'arc lay in shock losing blood quick. His arm, and part of his torso were torn up. He wouldnt die form the wounds themselves.. just the blood loss. Falcon pulled out a dressing and tried to bandange the torso wounds but he would need a medic to do anything for the arm. "Your gonna be fine 'arc, just fine, hold in there......hold on.....MEDIC!"
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Dec 21, 2007 4:24:50 GMT -5
Post by lordcastellenjon on Dec 21, 2007 4:24:50 GMT -5
anticipent growld a thurther 2 squads of fierwarriors and a few packs of kroot had pilied into the room he was fighting in. "COME ON THEN YOU XENO SCUM I WILL GIVE YOU YOUR REAST TIGHT HERE" he roraed as he jumped over a swipe at his legs as he twisted his foot around the things neck and spun his body around the sickerning krack of the kroots neck snaping echod around the room above all the roare of the other combatents. as critchley grabed one of the fierwarriors twisting the plasma rifle it was holding and cuting the cooling regulator section out with a swipe of his power sword he griped the things hand tight forcing it to fier the damaged weapon.... one huge blast of super heated plasma belched from the weapon burning its way threw the ranks of the xenos. the rifle started to whine hissing as the power system overloaded as anticipent lifted the fierwarrior into the air throwing the tharshing boady into the crowd of filth as he dived behind cover just as the weapon exsploaded. anticipent mearley smiled as he ran out the building marking it as clear.
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