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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 22, 2007 14:36:24 GMT -5
"no but as soon as we find out what happend to the squad we are going to find just what the hell is going on down there and that means a strik aginst the heart of the cult"
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 22, 2007 15:37:18 GMT -5
For frags sake! Can they bloody well stop argueing for now! My Basic Training officer was kinder then those two! "Yes Captain, what are we expecting down there?"
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 22, 2007 15:42:44 GMT -5
"the usule choas filth fantics most likley and maybe some renagade blood pact elemets if the hell flys"
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 22, 2007 15:49:06 GMT -5
"Wonderful..........How close to drop sir?" Falcon watched out of the window for the first glimps of the planet a great Hive City sprouting from the ground.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 22, 2007 16:10:58 GMT -5
"not long now dont worry every one up and form up by the drop ramp we are going stirght down into the lower levels" Critchley down the isle between the drop seats s he stood by the ramp waiting for the touch down that was fast aproching now
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 22, 2007 16:20:53 GMT -5
Falcon Grabbed his gear and followed the Captain down toward the bottom of the ramp. He unslung his lasgun and checked the powerpack and the safety. All in the correct spot.
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Oct 22, 2007 16:24:11 GMT -5
Aki silently stand up and moved to the right side of the ramp. Just a little check on the ammoclip in his shotgun. After that he released the safety trigger and moved into shooting position.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 22, 2007 17:53:09 GMT -5
a chime echoed over the inter ship vox as the pilots voice echoed "dust down in 20 get ready back there." critchley plled up his hell gun deciding to save my bolter for the fight in doors as he crouched down slaming in a fresh power pack and adjusting the sight lens as he removed the safty trigger and adjusted the power seting causing the weapon to purr to life in his hand as I settled in his fier postion. "weapons hot and presnt arms we may be landing under fire we have only sealed this area not secured it yet"
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 22, 2007 18:53:46 GMT -5
Falcon raised his lasgun and looked down the sights. Aiming towards the door he turned off the safety of his lasgun.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 23, 2007 5:33:53 GMT -5
Arcangel stood at the edge of his seat, holding onto the railing to maintain his balance against the movement of the ships stabalisation thrusters. He remained behind everyone else, his grenade launcher still slung around his shoulder, safety off along with his backpack of grenades, enough to be called a "demolition charge. He figured that it wasn't worth it, being hit by a stray round the second he disembarked, even worse if the LZ was hot", what with all that explosives on him. So for now, he would let the others go first. He began to get the jitters as he saw the ground edging closer and closer, was the LZ really hostile? How many out there? i thought the regiments already secured this place? questions raced once again, but was soon narrowed when the green light on top of the ramp blinked........
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Post by Rolling Thunder on Oct 23, 2007 6:18:54 GMT -5
Drang grinned, and shoved his way to the front of the queue, training his heavy stubber on the drop ramp. The light blinked, the ramp dropped, and white light filled the dropship....
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Oct 23, 2007 9:39:13 GMT -5
The Colonel-Commisasr got up, gave himself the one over, and picked up his Hell-gun, plugging it into the powerback on his back.
He then followed Drang though the space he made, by Emperor he would show Critchely how to inspire the troops, and if that meant charghing out into a hot LZ behind a man lugging a Autocannon, then by the Emperor he would do that
The Colonel-Commissar looked at Drang, and took him in for a moment, before speaking to him "You gonna be ok there with that, need someone to feed your ammo belt?" The Colonel-Commissar asked him, grinning nearly as wide as the Merc.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 23, 2007 13:42:44 GMT -5
critchley grined not letting drang in front of him "CO is always first son" He grined menercingley as he slid his power sword out and holding the hell gun one handed as he started whispering as he waited for the ramp to drop as he resited the emperors prayer for ritchus strength and insight as before the ramp was even half way down crithley had already started to run head long out of the dropship as a rore of emplaced gun postioned opened up at them......
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Oct 23, 2007 15:07:08 GMT -5
The door opened. Aki only noticed from the side how Critchley jumped out the door while it was still opening, at nearly the same time gun emplacements started firing at them. Aki knew he he would be dead if staying in the dropship. So there was only one option, out of that ship and taking cover behind something solid while getting a better look at the terrain he was in.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 23, 2007 15:25:38 GMT -5
they had landed in a dusty wide open area a few trenches ofering the only cover as critchley rolled behind a burnt out corps of a truck as heavy bolter rounds tore the ground he had ocupied the area he had stood a secound before as harsh light stabed down at the as heavy bolters and stubbers rained hell down from a run down where house that looked like it had been fortifyed by a great tacticean as critchley lookjed back "EVERY ONE IN THE TRENCH NOW" he gestured pointing to where the neatural cover was
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Oct 23, 2007 15:56:01 GMT -5
Azalar stepped off the drop ship ramp at the same time as Drang, and ran to the side, hearing Critchely yell into the trench.
Breaking into a run, Azalar held the hell rifle sideways, snapping off trained shots at enemy emplacments, he must have got a Lucky shot, as a sheet of flames went up and one of the emplacments stopped barking
Have some of that he then thought, diving into the trench
"Now what Critchely, these chaos cultists are not going to bargin or go lightly on us" He yelled down the trench.
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 23, 2007 16:22:13 GMT -5
Aww,crap! he thought as he followed arcangel out the dropship and into the trench while avoiding enemy fire. The roard of the guns was deafening as he pulled his lasgun to bear, letting some rounds fly downrange toward another guns emplacment. The laser just faded on the things armor as it trained its sights on theri position.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 23, 2007 17:34:16 GMT -5
the weapon emplacements that were doted around the nearby building continued to rain deadly hell down on the squad as bolts blew huge sections of the road out as a small section of the building to the right witch looked like at one point it had been a where house collapsed as a explosion cocked off a emplacements ammunition gutting 3 more that were in the same building from the squads vantage point in the trench. they could see the gunner crews run around flames feeding off there cloths that looked like they had belonged to a manufactory complex. As the building finally collapsed as the weapons ammunition exploded fiercely setting of the stockpiled ammunition gathered inside, the resulting explosion gutting the building and vaporizing the occupants. In a huge fireball that lit the street up that shook the hive block. Creating a sizeable hole in the wall of firepower that had been raining down on the squad since they dropped in.
As Critchley looked over the van cautiously, still pined behind the huge automobile as stubber rounds and bolts ping and creaked off it slowly reducing the cover. As he seen the entrance to the under ground would be right bang in the middle of the enemy kill zone. We would have to clear the enemy positions before advancing. Critchley looked back grinning. “well gentle men lets get into the war we made a opening over to the right about 100 meters away take the runs in 2 at a time the rest provide cover fire Drang I want you last use the heavy stubber to lay down fire. If they have this as a block to stop us getting into the lower grounds we should be able to move from building to building and wipe them out in close quarters engagements”
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Post by knight (M.I.A) on Oct 23, 2007 17:44:51 GMT -5
Aki heared Critchley barking that they should all move into the trench. Aki ran towards the trench like he had learned and dived into the trench, when suddenly a stray shot of a heavy stubber shot hit his vox helmet antenna and ended in the vox on his back rendering both his communication devices as useless.
Aki looked around the trench, but couldn't spot anyone neither one from his teammates nor one of the cultists. With some quick movements he layed down the vox and looked at the damage and if he could repair any of his voxes, but it looked bad really bad. "What a great start," he though "I just hope that those two commissars won't behave like red shirts right now..."
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Post by Colonel Grammissar Azalar on Oct 23, 2007 17:52:53 GMT -5
Colonel-Commissar Azalar was sure he had seen Aki dive into the trench just meters away, poking his head over the edge, he saw nothing, he crawled over the lip, and crouched.
"Time to find me some allies" he said quitely, setting off a jog, just as he neared the lip where he thought Aki had gone down, he heard a crack, and felt himself stumble, falling into the trench, nearly hitting his head, but not hitting it.
He lay there, and felt his leg, felt the soild autogun round through his leg, and the blood, and saw Aki near the Trench.
Azalar brough his Hellgun up to bear in case of an enemy coming over the lip
"Aki, I need a hand down here please" he yelled down, hoping Aki heard him.
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Post by Cadian 117 on Oct 23, 2007 18:28:44 GMT -5
Falcon saw the explosion, heard the yells, and decided to shoot. Rounds flew everywher from everyone. He aimed down the sights of his lasgun, taking his time to watch for targets, steadied his breath and fired 1..2...3 rounds at the crew of one emplacement each a headshot instantly killing the target. Another guns stop raining bolts.
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Post by twerd on Oct 24, 2007 1:20:20 GMT -5
Shockwaves from the explosions above ground were making celing collaspes along the hall Lighting knew there he was going the right way to the surface, He knew there was a battle and his blood went into overdrive pelting down the corriders he recongised the way out. skenning to a stop before a T-junction and cautously looking his plasmagun at the ready out into the hallway which wree becoming ever more lighted by explosions. Noboby. running his hand through his blue hair "what to do?" the fighting must be fierce darting out and legging it to the first openning to the left he changed to his storm bolter. The sounds to foot falls were coming closer jumping out from his hidding place he fired on the choas cultists. Lighting aloowed the smile to creep into his face as he placed the bodies. The entrance to the underground wouldn't be far he hoped
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 24, 2007 3:30:00 GMT -5
Critchley seen azalar go down griting his theth as a bolt round blew a larg hole into his cover as he slung his hell gun and ran stright for where he had seen the commisar fall as he grabed him roughley and threw him into the trench and rolled in after him a round just catching him on the shoulder thearing his storm coat.
"by the emperor they really got us pinned here"
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Post by Deleted on Oct 24, 2007 5:43:41 GMT -5
Arcangel, sat right behind a rock, the rock he had stumbled into right after the drop ramps dropped. he cursed being last , having nearly gotten shot by machine gun fire. This LZ really was damn hot, where the frack was everyone else. Why the hell would he poke his head out!? he could here Crtichley's commands here and there, but without a wingman, how would he get out.......
He remembered his grenade launcher and his special rounds on his waste. he emptied the red tinned frag grenades and loaded three other grenade. he snapped the mag in and cocked the launcher. he aimed high, just enough to cover the top of the rock and fired 3 rounds in quick succession. At 70 degrees with relative to no wind, arcangel calculated the trajectory. He hit the deck as more rounds stripped the granite of his now precious cover.
"Smoker in the house!!!!" - arcangel shouted and heard the distant pop as the smoke grenades fired up, spouting grey smoke beyong the trench lines.
"Lets get moving guys!" and with that, arcangel turned and dove into a low sprint towards the trench lines.
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Post by lordcastellenjon on Oct 24, 2007 13:36:03 GMT -5
critchley grined as he stood at the lip of the trench his power sword roring as he activated it. SOLDIERS OF THE IMPIRIUM TO THE BREACH AND CRAK IT OPEN!..... NOW IS YOUR TIME TO MOVE" with that he sprinted forwards into the smok as he charge the enmy postions
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