Inquisitorial Penal Regiment /tg/: We're not a fucking Quest

>Stands in line hoping it will be over soon

>he eyes his pack of lho-sticks and prays to the emperor for the buireocracy to be over fast

>>50233688
>Stands in line, nervously trying to blend in with the rest of the infantrymen

>>50233688
>The Russ rolls in.
>Jaemis exits from the hatch with his assistant and calls in the entire 6th Armored company to line up for inspection.
>Tanks of all approved Imperial kind come in a line behind their lieutenant and await for the Commissar to come and inspect them.

>A few minutes after that, Frisk comes by

Jaemis: "Where the hell have you been this week?"

Frisk: "Just business. Where is your girlfriend?"

>>50233688
>Stands in line
>Or rather, where the line was until he arrived

>Kane sits on the cold moon grass, drinking a cup of tea, looking at the moon's forest surface. He smiles gently, his legs in a butterfly position, humming an old imperial song.

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>>50233812
>Walks through the line, inspecting the men.
Alright ladies... You're badly equipped and smell like a drunk street dog that peed on itself, but you are equipped for war this time around at least.
>Various stormtroopers come carrying a box and giving something to each squad of troopers.
>It's a collar.

This is my new way to do bussiness and keep order. Munitorum has informed me there won't be many troops to spare, so instead of teaching you dogs lessons by the example of execution, you will be spared a "blamming" but win a shock collar each instead. And like good dogs. You will learn obedience, you will learn respect, and you will learn to do your jobs or suffer the consequences. If you try to get away from the sattelite's maximum transmission range: IE. you try escaping or running away to another planet, the collar explodes and you die.

Not wearing it at all times will earn you a classic "blamming"

>>50233860
>Is drinking tea too. Still on her armor but at least the faceplate is up.

>>50233888
>Looks mortified but doesn't complain

>Alice is speaking with Tray regarding matters on Beshk.
>Most of the Tankers are happily getting used to moving their suits.
>Anya is either doing this, or with Vic, probably training too.

>>50233900
>Kane smiles at her
>"So...uhh, about converting to the Greater Good"

>>50233888
>he looks at the collar and looks up at eisen
>he curses, mumbling and puts it on

>>50233888
>Jaemis looks at the collar.
>He looks at his men and nods before putting it on.
>All his men obey his order and put the collars on.
>Frisk looks at it with a displeased expression, but shrugs and puts it on.

>>50233888
>Looks at Eisen with an expression of amusement mixed with uncertainty

>>50233936
>Is doing a training sparring match with her Coldstar Armor with Anya, she's getting used to the systems.

>>50233932
>>50233948
>>50233954
>>50233961
>Sees the regiment put them on.
Good. You will find this much better than being shot in the head. You will only be educated if needed, believe me, I don't shock my men out of pleasure.

>>50233997
>Waits to be dismissed

>>50233997
>Jaemis and the 6th Armored wait for orders.
>Frisk rubs her neck and sits on the Russ.

>>50233941
>"Y-yes?"

>>50233981
>Anya is indeed practicing with Vic, her upgraded Crisis Suit can take more hits, but Vic's can dodge more, rather evenly balanced.


>Meanwhile, the other five Tankers have grouped up to virtually test their weapons on some virtual orks.

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>>50234007
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>>50233961
>>50233932

Now if no-one has any questions, that includes the psyker, you're free to return to your posts. We will charge the Tau defensive line once our ships clear us a path through orbital bombardment.

>>50234048
>Looks at the new comissar, with the bomb collar around his neck
>walks away from the assembly, missing that uniform

>>50234048
>Nods in acknowledgement and leaves
>Strides towards his cell, chuckling

>>50234048
>Looks as if he was conflicted between bursting to tears and being relieved from a burden

>>50234032
>He rubs the back of his bald head and looks down
>"What are the requirements for the conversion. What if we allready plead allegiance to another?"
>he looks a bit stressed out over the questions

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>>50234048
>Jaemis nods and gets into the Russ with Frisk and his assistant.
>The 6th Armored return to their posts and await for when the attack begins.

>>50234098
>Just before going back into the tank, Jaemis sees Guerre.
>His eyes burn with immediate fury and he almost goes out of his way to do something incredibly stupid.
>He stops himself when he remembers Diane and the collar.

".........Emperor damn it."

>He goes into his tank, knowing that the man who got his best friends killed still lives.

>>50234129
>he sits down on an ammunition crate and goes back to cleaning his las
>sighing, he wipes off as much dirt off the bomb collar and straightens the wrinkles on his uniform

>he takes a sip of water and waits

>>50234165
>Jaemis sits in the tank, waiting for the time of battle.
>He hears the clinking of dog tags.
>He looks up to see them move around.
>He grips his hands in hate before relaxing them.
>He sighs and takes, wrapping them around his hand.

"I'll be back."

>He exits his tank from the hatch and walks to the ammunition crates.
>He stands next to Eisen.

"Eisen, right?"

>Sergeant clarvor marches a squad of vets carrying heavy weapons up to formation, additional reinforcements from krieg.
>krieg of all places,and it seems they were sent to the wrong combat zone.
> Krieg sergeant clarvor posts squad and immediatly walks towards commisar, prob to request being placed on the front lines.

>>50234212
>Still stares in the distance dumbfounded as they pass

>>50234194
>Eisen

Guerre*

>>50234194
>>50234243

>he looks at the man
"Yes, my name is Guerre."

>it is clear by the pattern on his face he attempts to shave and clean himself whenever possible, even if the final result is a bit halfway

>>50234266
"Mind if I sit with ya?"

>>50234275
>he makes space for the man

"Go ahead."
>guerre looks at him again

"You look familiar."

>>50234286
"I would say the same to you, but it looks like the demotion hasn't been kind to your face."

>He sits next to him

"To be honest, im surprised they didnt execute you after that massacre on the pirate ship."

>>50234329
"Yes, well.. "
>he takes a brief pause

"They gave me a choice, exeution or penal regiment."
>he sips water

"I lived my whole life in the service of the emperor, so i will die in the service of the emperor."
>pause

"I won't ask for forgiveness for my actions, but i will take responsability for them"
"...So here i am."

>>50234124
>"Uh... You will need to... talk to my superiors so they can valuate your cause and... relieve yourself from your allegiance to that other should it works against the greater good"

>>50234370
>"I don't mind releasing myself from slaanesh, but..."
>he looks at the tankers
>"Are they against the greater good?"

>>50234212
>Salutes them.
Kriegers.

>>50234357
>He pulls out his own canteen and sips from it.

"Yeah, well, whether we like it or not we have to get used to each other."

>He rubs his collar

"Emperor damn it, I thought I was done being forced in these years ago."

>>50234395

"I have no ill thought of this regiment, despite its unorthodoxy it fought and died in the name of the emperor."
>he looks at the regiment

"Mutants, heretics.. i think none are beyond redemption in combat."
>he sighs

"I prefer dying in a loyal regiment in His name, rahter than getting executed or used as a pencil pusher for the rest of my life."

>>50234401
>She looks at them.
No. They are not. They'd have to pledge themselves to the Tau Empire and the stablishment of an unified Greater Good, but religion is not banned at all.

>>50234438
>he looks distraught for a second before shaking his head
>he turns to Lien
>"My, my, what obstacles you have me jumping to taste those lips"
>he smiles

>>50234431
>He nods.

"Yeah. This regiment continues to be quite the experience."

>He chuckles.

"I can respect a man who would rather keep fighting than get on his knees."

>>50234488
>She blushes.
>Faceplate goes down to hide it.

>>50234494

"Well, thank you for not harborning a grudge for my actions."
"Truth be told, i assumed it was the best course of action."

>sips

"it was not."

>>50234552
"We all make mistakes. Doesn't matter if we are Guardsmen, Lieutenants, or Commissariat. Important thing is that we at least redeem ourselves."

>He sips from his canteen

>>50234546
>Kane awkwardly scuttles closer to her, trying to be as incospicuous as possible, slowly sipping his tea
"Nice to get some fresh air without getting shot at"

>>50234588
"Thank you.. i.. appreciate that"

>he gives the man an honest smile

>>50234631
>He smiles back

"Well, I better get back to my men before we enter battle."

>He closes his Canteen and gets up.

"If both of us are alive by the end of this battle, then I guess we could get some drinks and share some life stories."

>He walks to the tank and gives a casual wave.

"Be seeing you, Guerre."

>Once back in his tank, he breathes a sigh of relief and hangs the dog tags back onto the visor.

>>50234610
"Mhm..."

>>50234686
>Guerre raises his hand back and goes back to cleaning with a lighter heart

>Is watching over the men.

Where is that damned Orbital Bombardment? I'm not risking my men on a suicide charge accross a lava river!

>>50234689
>he scuddles even closer like it's a fucking disney movie
>he pretends to stretch and puts an arm around her
>he'd blush a bit

>Meditates in his cell, kneeling
>This time, he does not float
>Instead, his head is on fire

>>50234726
>Gasps.
>Is nervous now.

"D-does your armor have marker drone controls yet?"

>>50234728
>He'd raise an eyebrow after passing next to the Psyker's chamber

I'm not nearly old enough to get used to this shit yet...

>Ahems.

>>50234694
Private Guerre?

>>50234770

>Guerre turns to the commissar and salutes with proper stance

"Private Guerre, reporting, sir."

>Braesqar is perched on a cliff overlooking the Guard camp
>he holds some sort of scope to observe the activities of the guardsmen

>>50234742
>he'd put his hand away quickly
"Uhhhhm...y-yes"
>he looks around
"You...uh, have you tried your XV22?"

>>50234792
>Salutes back.
At ease.

I have heard... you were once a former commissar, trooper?

>>50234039
>She is no near as good at piloting a battlesuit as Anya and her lack of expertise with Tau tech pays up, She looses.

>>50234827
"I... don't deserve it... I'm not a Shas'O..."

>>50234843

I was commissar lord of imperial penal regiment tetha gamma
and commissar in 11 previous regiments and Pdf's.

How may i help you, sir?

>>50234900
Good.
Come.
>He begins walking towards the command center.
I am in need of... a right hand man. Someone who is in contact with the regiment and knows the troopers values, but is trustworthy enough as to not abuse from power. Most officers in the regiment are either corrupt, incompetent, heretical or all three combined and they seem to generally be as badly respected as an heretic in a church. I need to know which troopers are loyal, and which preffer to... go catachan on their officers to say it lightly.

You see where I'm going?

>>50234407
>Krieg team returns salute, silent and solemn.

>>50234212
> Krieg sergeant finds infantry lieutenant and reports in.

Sergeant Clarvor of the 414 reporting in sir, we have been re-assigned to your command and are awaiting assignment.
Our autocannons are in fighting condition, ammo is on the up & up.

Ready to die for the emperor, SIR!
>Snaps a lightning fast salute in flawless form.

Seems this squad is still green (if u can call any krieger that) though their moral is unparalleled, even for krieg.

>>50234952

>he walks with the man

I am afraid i am not the man for this task, while i can report on the regiment as a whole i am not so well-adjusted to know them by individuals.
And i was sent to death row because of abusing my power of command. So i fail at both criteria.

What i can offer as advice is;
All respect, no fear, those men are conquerors
Respect and fear, those men are comissars
no respect all fear, those men are dead.

>>50234809
Small group of guardsmen seen in the distance, setting up a well dug in autocannon position outside camp...strange.

>>50234877
>he looks at her
"Well, you should be"
>he looks at the ground
"...I really do like you, Lien...do you mind that a gue'la likes you this way?"

>>50235001
Hm. Advice is dully noted, trooper. I look forward to see your progression. If you prove yourself as valuable as you were back when you became a commissar you could even escalate through the ranks

>>50235016
I-it's strange... but not unwelcome to have someone with whom I could trust even in another race...

>>50234861
>Anya's salutes Vic using the Battlesuit and opens some comms. "T-That was....impressive, I thought you'd had me a few times there...."

>The Tankers are still practicing with their Battlesuits, and Alice is driving around in a....Piranha of all things offering people tea.

>>50235047

I am here to serve the sentance of my crimes, i will follow orders and die for the emperor
privates, seargants,majors,generals, all are equal in death.

>>50235071
Yeah... well, you're that good and experienced with Tau controls.

>>50235076
Wise words.
>He'd dismiss the ex-commissar with a salute.
The emperor protects.

>>50234770
>The fire dies out, but meditation continues nonetheless.

>>50235156
>returns the salute
The emperor protects.

>goes back to work

>Meanwhile, a corporal begins instructing the team to re check and carefully clean & oil all heavy weapons, but be ready to march in a moments notice. The corporal then takes a group of 3 men and digs in near their position, just outside camp.

>>50235068
>a smile would appear on his face
"I'm glad you trust me, Lien"
>he gives her helmet a kiss
"C-could you help me train in my suit for a while longer?"

>>50235071
>Approaches Alice.
My lady I need to speak you in private... it is... an urgent matter.

>>50235208
I-I do...
>That's spoken in gothic rather than Tau.

>>50235100
>The Battlesuit's head shakes fervently. "N-Not good....m-maybe experienced though..."

>>50235221
>Alice nods, and gestures for her to hop in the back of the Piranha, so they can...y'know, go be private.

>>50235247
>She nods and hops in, sitting as a co-pilot.
Thank you, ma'am. I assure you... it is important.

>>50235267
Alrighty then.......
>Alice drives the Piranha off to somewhere private as Sam asked.

>>50235015
>the solarite zooms in on the autocannon emplacement

>>50235358
>Once there She disembarks and looks left and right to make sure nobody is there, she also checks the pirahna for any possible listening or recording device, and in case of there being any disables it.
>Hell she even sets up a signal jammer so nothing can find them.

F-for what I-I I have to say... I... I must be myself... my real self...

>>50235399
>Alice looks at Sam with quite a bit of worry.
Um.....what's this in aid of? You're worrying me Sam...

>>50235377
>The troops are digging deep into the earth, as if there very lives depend upon it.

>Though its odd...they are all wearing respirators which cover their entire face.
> The one who appears in charge is digging alongside his men, entrenching tool flinging dirt into a pile, which rapidly grows.

> Two men set up the gun itself, which looks like it has seen use, though its well taken care of.

>>50235156
>salutes
Eisen, just who I was looking for. The 267th just ran into a minefield about 30 kliks east of here, Can you spare any degenerates?

>>50235377
Upon completion, one guardsman begins scanning the area, using a spy glass he must have looted at some point.

>>50235463
>She removes her disguise, becoming Samantha Kent, Delta Five Niner, again.
We've... been together for a long time now...

When we first met... I was just doing my job, another assassin in a countless supply of killers that saw themselves as things... as... tools to be employed by the imperium to destroy their enemies from within...

I happenned to call the attention from a cute, young, smart Praetorian officer with talent to ascend quickly through ranks until becoming one of the best members I've met of the most holiest of orders of the Imperium...

Y-you gave me hope... you gave me purpose... and most importantly, you saw me as what I am today and as what I stand before you: A person.

It's been a year in realspace... a lot more in warpspace... and we've been together... we've faced daemons, heretics, xenos, dissidents, traitors, witches, horrors... we've even faced adversity when our judgements went one against each other and we fought against their consequences... And we have prevailed... over all... together...

>She's blushing intensely by this point.
>She kneels down, with a black box between her hands.

Inquisitor Alice Wellesley of the Ordo Malleus.

>She opens it, revealing a ring.

Will you marry this lost assassin and make her the happiest person in the known galaxy?

>>50235517
Agh I didn't order anyone to charge the line yet!

Very well. Take what you need to rescue as many men as you can, but be mindful: the men you take with you, are men we won't have to hold the line.

>>50235235
>he puts on his XV22
>he extends his hand to Lien
"Shall we?"
>he'd smile behind his mask

>>50235589
Hold the line? We lost our vox about 2 hours ago, are they pushing through? I might be able to spare a Russ or 2. They'll be kind of fucked up though, Damn Greenskins tooks us by surprise. You ever see a purple ork?

>>50235531
>the Solarite flattens against the top of the cliff to avoid being seen

>>50235564
>Alice looks.....very surprised, there are tears, happy ones, but still.
I-I...y-yes! Yes I will!
>Alice offers a shaky finger for Sam to put the ring on.
I....you....y-you....

>>50235616
>She takes the hand and nods.
>She's also smiling and blushing behind her faceplate

>>50235641
>She places the ring on Alice's finger, she's hardly holding her need to shake too.
I love you...

>>50235619
I heard rummors of them, sounds... impossible to think that there are sneaky orks. Probably just a bad excuse for guardsmen when they fail a mission.

At least these Tau we are fighting now are -known- to have always a trick up their sleeve.

>>50235644
>he starts practicing with Lien
>even with the superior suit he wouldn't manage to be on her level, due to her combat experience
>he falls faceplate first into the grass
"Heh...and you say you don't deserve this suit"

>>50235675
I love you too....I
>Alice flexes the finger with the ring on it experimentally.
Thank you. Um.....shall we get....back? We'll probably need to start heading back for that one planet soon....and that will give us time to.....celebrate....

>>50235713
>Brow furls
"Commissar, I would not make light of this. My boys were moving up, following orders, then suddenly BANG one russ is decapitated, next thing I know I'm being taken off my feet. I blasted away with my sidearm, and the axe fell into the ground inches from my face. If one of those purple bastards can take me without me seeing them, I won't expect any of this lot to. Nonetheless, I'll be back shortly, it won't be much, but you look like you boys need a hard target

>>50235739
>She raises up to kiss Alice, holding her hands.
Yes, yes we shall.
>She's truly the happiest person in the known galaxy now.

>>50235734
You don't either.

But you do look very good in it though.

>>50235791
Alice climbs back into the Piranha and starts it again, and would head back to the others once Sam re-Cromwells and gets in.

>>50235805
"Oh do I?"
>he tries to slip a leg under her
"How good?"

>>50235774
I hope my men will prove... able to behave. You may take those destined to the southern walls. We can lighten up the defenses there as there's only a lava river behind us.

>>50235808
>She returns to her disguise and embarks the vessel, pecking Alice's cheek on the process.

>>50235629
>I doesn't seem like you are seen, though now this area may be difficult for scouts to move around in undetected.

>The team also begins camouflaging the autocannon emplacement. Camo nets, are stretched over the emplacement, and the observer seems to have moved to a more concealed position.

>>50235868
>Gasps heavily.
Very!

>>50235928
>As Alice is driving back, she turns to look at Sam.
You know, this puts me in a very slightly complicated position now...

>>50235938
>he'd grab her in his arms as she falls down
"Mine now"
>he holds her on his battlesuit chest
"Struggle if you want"

>>50236025
Oh? How come?

>>50236055
>She does... For a bit.

>>50235896
A courier runs a letter up to the commissar.

>The letter explains that a smaller regiment of krieg infantry will be joining the fight, and to carefully consider lanes of artillery fire on the east side of the engagement zone.

>A team of 4 Autocannons from this force missed their deployment zone due to an misreading from the transport and will also be joining your regiment. These men are very die hard, and will not retreat unless given the order to. Though this is a boon, they are also a burden in that they need to be babysat so that these weapons are not lost/destroyed.

>No need to worry about retreat from these men, but rather they should be contained, lest they die without being of much use.

Signed, LT. Major Hieshmek, 414 Krieg Infantry.

>>50236077
>he holds her close to him in the soft moon grass
"...you know, you look really good in your suit too."

>>50235774
>>50235896
>Receives his orders to head from the southern walls to join the group under command of Commissar Holden
>Plots insidiously while huffing on a lho stick hoping no one notices he is secretly a Genestealer hybrid
>Wishes he knew what he was supposed to be insidiously plotting about since his connection to the Patriarch was long since severed after being press ganged into the Imperial Guard

"I know I was supposed to be following orders of some... supreme psychic... thing...hmmm"

>Continues to mutter as he looks for where he is supposed to be.

>>50236160
This way private.
>Two Leman Russes pull up. One is missing half of the front track. The left side is cutting a rut in the ground. The second is conspicuously missing a turret. Above the hole there is a hastily welded Lascannon
Get in pri'ate! you're on the LC, get a buddy to spot you

>Siege of Terra

>The roguish Inquisitor stands in one of the many stalls of the ship's officers heads, holding his time-travelling orb in his right hand and his laspistol in his left. He raises it to his temple.
Okay, let's see if this works both ways.

>>50236160
By the emperor, were your parents siblings? You are one ugly sumbitch!

>>50236102
Hrm. Very well.
>He walks towards the Kriegers and Salutes them.

Soldiers, this letter assigns you under my command. You are expected to serve, and I know you will, Krieg's reputation preceeds you. For now hold position and secure the area until orbital bombardment clears a way into the enemy fortress, understood?

>>50236202
>Salutes and jumps into position behind the Lascanon as quickly as possible.

Sir yes sir, Private Jack Jeanes at your service sir!"

>>50236238
The Underhive is a hell of an environment to grow up in sir, step in the wrong puddle and BAM you turn out like this.

>>50236058
Well.....I've sort of....got this nice ring in my Quarters that I don't have a use for now....
>Alice keeps driving, they're nearly back to the others.
I was going to save it for a time where we weren't constantly on missions, but....well....you sort of just skipped that part.

>>50236267
>Looks intensely at you for a moment.
I'll return shortly.....
>>50236252
Commissar, I came to ask about Private Jeanes, can you point me to his genetic purity testing? He is certainly....borderline, but we would hate to harbor a mutant.

>>50236275
>She gasps.
I-I couldn't wait anymore... I too saved it for latter but... I felt like we'd not get anytime free for it...
I...

>She runs her hands up to her cheeks, blushing, nobody could dare tell she's an Assassin right now.

You really had a ring for me too?

>>50236238
It seems like this thing has taken some battle damage, what happened if you don't mind me asking?

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>>50236324
Orks. Purple bastards hit it with some powder charges. One of them nearly took my damned head off

>>50236314
Hrm. Private Jeanes you say?
>He looks that name on a list of troopers assigned on the regiment.
I lack any trooper with that surname on this list, is he a new recruit? If so, he's to submit to a bloodtest.

>zap
>thump
>whoosh

>Ron once again stands in an dark empty room.
Okay, good. Time to try and not-die again.
>he leaves the room, and sets off down a hallway covered in bleeding roses.

>>50236347
Right-o.
>>50236324
Jack, get your ass over here. Report to the medical tent for a blood test.
>yells out
Alright you dogs! We're gonna have a race, first one to relieve Pvt Jeanes on the lascannon doesn't get shot! Move it!

>>50236314
>Starts sweating as the Commisar leaves and hopes to the Emperor that whatever flub that let him in to the Guard holds true.

>After a moment he ponder's "Wait, what flub, I serve a massive psychic entity. Humans serve a massive psychic thing and call it the Emperor. So I serve the Emperor, so I must be human."

>The Tyranid portion of his genome temporarily sits there stunned, unable to overcome such unnassailable logic.

>>50236125
...
>She stops resisting.
>She lifts up her faceplate, blushing, yet smiling.
>She stares at his eyes. She's glad to be far away from the planet in which otherwise she'd be fighting the Imperium Kane works for.

>>50236373
>>50236376
>>50236347

>Continues to sweat violently as he heads to the medical tent
>Follows orders like a good soldier.

"Oh Emperor protect me from whatever is about to happen..."

>After the stories he has heard about Commisars he really doesn't want to get shot.

"I'm not entirely sure mom and dad WEREN'T related..." he mumbles.

>Exiting the makeshift armoury of the 72nd Epsilic Valkyries, His white and Cyan Carapace armour fully donned, and shining from the polishing he had given it.
>He'd give the men and women of Theta Gamma a strange look upon noticing their new collars.

>>50236316
Mhm, it's a nice one too. Nice as yours, but...yours might be better actually.
>Alice and Sam returns to the others, and the Tankers are just loading their Battlesuits back into the Orcas.
Well....I could always give it to you anyway....

>Stands at attention keeping his las with him and uniform to standards

>clean and orderly as he can be he awaits to charge the enemy and serve his sentance

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>50236347
So, I heard you wanted to see me at the medical tent? I am sure any testing or bloodwork must have just gotten shuffled up and lost, sir.

>tries desperately to bluff due to fear of needles and something in the back of his head screaming at him not to let them take his blood.

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>>50236252
>Immediately the men drop what they are doing and turn on heel, falling into a makeshift formation standing at attention upon noticing approach.

>They immediately respond with a salute of their own.

>Upon hearing these order, the sergeant responds under his thick mask.

*Deep rasping breath* By the emperor we will not fail you, holding the line until further orders. *Exhaling deeply*

>You can see that these men have already begun entrenching & camouflaging their positions. Such discipline could bring a tear to any Commissars eye. If only the rest acted with such dedication.

This seems like a quest.

>Is reading a book in his cell

>>50236378
>Kane lifts up his faceplate, giving a sincere, loving smile, blushing intensely
>he stares at her eyes and wonders where the tau enlistement party was all these years
"Heh...aren't we supposed to be training? Not that I mind..."

>>50236411
>Inspects the blood test.
>As the tyranid genome stood stunned at the moment it was analized and the medical instruments are sort of fucked up by all the heat and the lava, the results identify Jack as a normal human.

>Looks at the results.
>Looks at the trooper.

Well. You're clear, son. Now move out before Commissar Holden's division lets you behind and I have to shock your collar.

>>50236481
>Salutes sharply and sprints back towards the armor were Commissar Holden is set

>>50236373

"Sir, all cleared! Test results were normal! Where do you want me?"

>Slings his lasgun over his shoulder as it rustles against his pack of explosives, rations, and ammo packs. Makes sure his combat knife is secured along with water and everything else necessary while keeping pace with the moving machines.

>>50236461
>Sergeant walks up to this trooper

Soldier, you seem wounded.You are shaking & breathing in an abnormal way. Report to the medical staff for an evaluation before returning to your unit.

>>50236534
Good to know. Just remember, son, it's fine to have a little bit of mutant in you, just know that you can redeem your inferior genes by dying in the emperor's name. Now get up with the men in the forward screen and pray to the emperor you don't hit a mine.

>>50236470
Carry on then, troopers, the emperor protects.
Hopefully you will teach something about discipline to these penal dogs

>>50236472
Quests tend to have a QM and have anons collectively control a single character. This is just a bunch of people screwing around. I wouldn't call it a quest.

>>50236475
>She blushes but then giggles.
We -are- training, you are just failing miserably at it as I am not suppossed to detect you and I can stare deeply into your eyes. That's the point of Stealthsuits...

>It feels like it's been weeks inside the orb. Thank the Emperor there's no need for food, water, or rest in here.

>Something is bothering Ron. By now, he thought that the terrifying thing that was chasing him last time would be following him again, but his journey has been quite uneventful this time.
S'fucking weird.

>A few months later, Ron finds himself standing in front of a massive wooden door. The dark wood is streaked with old blood, and the handle is bent and twisted. Cautiously, Ron opens it.

>>50236447
T-that would be nice...
>She blushes and looks down.
You're the best girl I've ever met...

>The team digs in and immediately begins sleeping in shifts.

>Two Kriegers are sent out in camp to analyze the status of and combat readiness of other soldiers. Possibly to help in "instructing" them in proper conduct, aiding them in digging in.

>>50233688
>Finally manages to get the Tau defensive line in range.

>Fires all guns.

>Standing behind the stove of the base's main kitchen, a frown on her face, and with a boiling pot of... "something", infront of her.
>Melissa would pull at the side of the collar, trying desperately to loosen it's metal grip upon her neck with one hand, while her other uses a large wooden spoon to stir up whatever is in the pot.
>She'd mumble something about a "Stupid Commissar", and "I look terrible wearing this sort of S&M wear..."

>>50236598
Contact! in the trees!
>Lasbeams pock throughout the treeline, you are sure you weren't seen, but in a nearby clearing you see a fist-sized beam of energy punch through 2 pathfinders
Move it you dogs! into the treeline, let's show these xenos just how pissed the emperor really is!

>>50236536
>As he runs out the door
Sorry sir, just got done with my tests, scared of needles is all, Commisar ordered me back to Commissar Holden ASAP.
>>50236566
Sir yes sir!
>Joins up front in the minesweeper screen taking note of the ground carefully so as not to be the unlucky one to find a mine with their foot.
Still taking effort to scan with his peripherary for any Ork-like movement, especially for flashes of purple.

>>50236662
>Krieg autocannons begin opening up immediately.
Observer begins shouting orders, guiding the shots on target.

FOR THE EMPEROR!!!!!

>>50236653
>Takes Binoculars
That's the signal.

>Turns around and brings his powersword to the air.

ALRIGHT YOU DOGS THIS IS THE MOMENT WE'VE BEEN WAITING!

EVERYONE EMBARK YOUR TRANSPORTS! THE ORBITAL BOMBARDMENT SHOULD HAVE DISABLED THEIR ANTI-AIR WEAPONS! WE'RE TO ATTACK THEM BEFORE THEY CAN GET THEM WORKING AGAIN!

LAST TIME YOU SECURED THIS RESEARCH ISLAND WITH EXTREME EFFICIENCY. NOW WE NEED TO TAKE A HOLD OF THE MAINLAND, AND I EXPECT YOU ALL TO BE AS EFFICIENT AS THE LAST TIME NOW...


... FOR THE EMPEROR!

>>50236653

>The ex-comissar observes the effect of the artilery, readiying himself for a charge

>Fear is allways present, but he never shows it, this time is no exeption

>>50236672
>Hears the sound of distant combat.
BATTLE POSITIONS NOW, MOVE SOLDIER!

>>50236598
"...then why can I stare into yours?"
>he smiles
"You seem to be failing the task as well"
"Hmmm....I surrender."

>>50236662
>>50236692
You guys weren't here last time I believe, Shas'Lien and Kane are with Inquisitor Alice on another planet among a few other troopers. She's helping them train on using stolen Tau Battlesuits

>>50236695
>Embarks and waits with a straight back on his seat

>>50236475
>>50236598
Hey you two! You can continue on the Horseman! We need to haul ass!

>>50236623
No you.
>Alice giggles, and parks the Piranha in an Orca as well, along with the Tankers.

>>50236731
Ah. nvm then

>>50236731
My bad, I guess all those blue fucks look the same to me

>>50236751
MOVE IT TROOPER! There are still blues up in the trees! On 3 you're shot. 1... 2... MOVE YOUR ASS!

>>50236728
>She giggles.
Ok Now we're on.
>She pushes him away and her stealthsuit cloaks her, she jumps with her jetpack to make spotting her harder.

>Kane's radio might recieve a transmission.

Now. I'm on a position where I can see you, the question is... can you find a master of stealth?

>>50236716
>Raises lasgun and gets into battle position behind whatever cover is available.
>Starts waiting for the fury of battle to descend onto his squad. Adrenaline rushing through him, making everything clearer and shutting out distractions.

>>50236695
Kriegers immediately begin pulling their autocannons out of their positions, moving toward the nearest transports to begin mobilization.
Camo-nets are rapidly packed away and all ammo dispersed evenly.

>>50236695
>A message would come in over Malak's Vox, from one of his squad mates.
>"Yeah, extremely efficient when you send an entire company of space marines, and two platoons of Scions too do your job for you. Am I right?"
>Malak would give a nod of his head, as he boards one of the scions awaiting Transports.
>Looks like it was gonna be another day if dodging anti-air fire, while free falling from 3000 feet.

Rolled 27 (1d100)

>>50236662
>>50236765
"Fuck fuck fuck!"
>Begins firing at any blue he sees in the tree while following orders to move his ass!

>>50236695
>you hear a voice crackle in on your chimera's vox feed
This is Commissar Holden, We're pushing around through the southern flank. Danger close in the trees, do not fire, I repeat, do not fire. The emperor protects
>Fires 2 bolt shells through a cowering pathfinder ducking below a fallent tree

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The Gue'la attempt another futile attack...

>He comms command.

Prototype walker XC-21! Take positions, show them the might of Fal'Shia!

>A Superheavy Tau prototype walker preppares to give fire support to the troops that are re-organizing to hold against an enemy attack.

>>50236765
Immediately runs back to his men to begin assault.

>Ron steps through the door, and is blinded by hot white light. His skin burns, he cries out, and then everything goes black.

>When he opens his eyes, he finds himself in a place wholly unfamiliar to him. He's doubled over by a sudden pain in his stomach, and falls to his hands and knees.

>He's on a ship. The cold metal of the deck tells him that much.

>>50236749
>>50236770
"Alice! Just a moment!"
>he turns on his comms and silently observes in a circle
"Well, a beautiful, green eyed girl like you has some clues that give her out"
>he listens for any loud gasps

>Embarks Valkyrie transport to fly over the enemy line and lead the attack head-on.
Keep us with the main force, pilot! We're raining on this xeno scum!

>>50236854
>There's one to his left

Rolled 56 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>50236817
>While looking for a new target he notices a beige armored head peering out form behind a tree
>In a flash he rushes towards it bashing at it with his lasgun before freeing his combat knife and shoving it into any gap he can find in the creatures armor plate, the adrenaline causing a bit more of his unnatural strength to show than he would like

>>50236749
No... you...
>Kisses the inquisitor
But let's not loose any more time with this discussion my lady, there's no way for you to win it.

>>50236886
>he looks to his left
"...I mean, such a powerful, gorgeous warrior...must have some weakness, am I right?"

>with a whip-crack, a nearby tree explodes in a shower of splinters. Pulses flash through the trees, two of them finding purchase in Commissar Holden's torso
FUCK FUCK MY FUCKING EYES
>falls to the ground and crawls behind a tree while magdumping his bolt pistol blindly
GAH! HIT! KEEP MOVING!
Ahh! Hit! goddamn it

>>50236825
>A trio of obsidian coloured Marker Drones observe the Imperial Preparations from their camouflaged positions, while an observer in Stealth Armour reports in.
"Shas'O, priority targets seem to be the Gue'la 'Space Marine' and 'Stormtrooper' units....shall I transmit targeting Data to support units?"

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Rolled 69 (1d100)

>As the enemy transports approach the Tau forces of Fal'Shia reveal their trump card:
>Whilst the stationary AA guns are, indeed, disabled, the scientists of the Earth Caste of Fal'Shia proved their worth again with a new AA armored transport. Unaffected by the bolley of orbital fire, it fires against the ships approaching the mainland.

Rolled 80 (1d100)

>>50236926
>Grabs the Commissar with one hand while hipfiring his lasgun with the other.
"Gonna get you to the armor sir! That way you can bleed out in comfort"
>A primal part of his mind hisses out into his thoughts (Yess, protect the leader, protect the broodlord!).
>He begins dragging the Commissar as best he can towards the safety of the armor while trying to doge the plasma fire coming there way.

Special Weapons team, take positions!
>the squad takes their spot and awaits descent

>>50236971
>a nearby trooper turns back and starts to run. Holden blasts a bolt through his forehead.
I only need one eye to shoot you, now KEEP MOVING! MEDIC!

>>50236848
>Joins his men in a chimera as they begin gunning it up field, awaiting a clear shot on the enemy forces.

>Upon spotting suits trying to fall back, the Chimera opens fire with its autocannons, sticking out of every opening available.

>Sergeant begins firing out of the top hatch, careful to to expose himself too much.

>>50236988
>Follows orders with a nod and drops his hold on the commissar before charging back to find a good vantage point to fire.

>After quickly making up for the distance he had lost rushing to the Commissar he begins firing into enemy lines, stopping only to reload and select targets. Making a few decent shots, but primarily trying to reconnect with the sergeant>>50236848
and the rest of his squad.

>>50236953

ROLL= 4/6, 6/6 snap shots.

>Sergeant Calvor screams over his vox that not all anti-air emplacements are down.

>Their Chimera bumps along in rapid speed, as they fire at any targets they can find, whilst shots scream overhead, undoubtedly targeting our air units.

>One team of autocannon men seem to hit their mark however, saying on target even as the Chimera rips up field at break neck speeds.

>Approaches the front line, his eyes emitting an eerie blue glow
Show me... The enemy.

>>50237052
>Grabs your collar
Get the boys to Rendezvous with Commissar Eisen at the compound, clear the way for the valkyries! I'm gonna be back with more men, hopefully a new eye.

>>50237052
>Sergeant quickly pulls the Private into the Chimera as it moves up field.

>One Krieger pulls the Commissar in as well, and begins tending to his wounds.

>Sergeant shouts towards the back of the transport "SIR, WE ARE MOVING UP FIELD AS ORDERED, WHAT ARE YOUR ORDERS? "

>>50237124
Keep on pushin! Pray to the emperor and shoot those fucks right in their blue faces! We need to clear the ground so that the tin-boys can drop in!

>>50237112
>Sergeant acknowledges the orders, and slaps the hands of the medic, telling him to get back on the gun arrays.

>>50237153
>stands up, the syringe of ThemaStimm dulling some of the pain, his training dulling the rest.
Alright boys, My depth perception ain't what it used to be, how close are we?

>>50236953
>Upon noticing the AA in the distance, the Chimera lurches to a halt.

>The Autocannon teams begin firing at the distant AA tank, and the Chimera's heavy bolter spits rounds down field, in an effort to at least distract the AA gun.

>>50237052
>>50237087
>After a while Private Jack realises that even though he was always fast, he is never going to catch a Holy Engine of the Emperors wrath roaring towards its enemies at full speed.

>Instead he splits off to take an embankment that he barely noticed before the Chimera had rumbled past it, possible displacing some camo netting of some kind.

>After carefully darting through tree and brush cover to flank it he is not surprised when a few firewarriors pop out and begin blasting at chest height, luckily he had taken to crawling and lobs a friendly grenade in response
>After the explosion takes out some of their piss and vinegar he hops in the trench and takes out the two shell shocked survivors noticing what appears to be some kind of controller and monitor for something that looks like a heretical servo-skull

"It doesnt even have a skull on it..."
>He mutters as he smashes the controls and broadcast system before searching for any kind of attached tunnel.

>Soon he finds an attached trench and after quite some distance he grins as he pulls the trigger on his las as fast as he can dropping several of the unsuspecting Tau before they can react.

Remember to roll for your combat actions you fucks

>>50237191
>Fuck, scratch all that was too slow typing

>>50237179
Just barely in Autocannon range sir!

>With that, the teams begin turning out rounds, heavy autocannon shell casing being pouring into the Chimera, still hot and smoking.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>>50237186
>Gets on the nearest gun and aims for anything he might think is vital to the AA guns operation praying to the Emperor that he hits something

>>50237215
Keep pushing! Don't you remember your primer? Let me paraphrase "Those blue bastards don't like getting smashed in the face!"

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>50237237
Right sir! Smash them in the face and claw out their eyes! Yes sir!
>Returns to dutifully firing his gun at the AA as they close further in

Also join the Discord (https://discord.gg/cy7HQmc) so new people can talk to the rest of us

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>the ex-comissar drags himself out of his wreckgage
By the emperor, we will not die in vein.

>He grabs the regiment's standard nearby and raises it

GUARDSMEN, RALLY TO ME, TO ME!

>He waves the standard

WE CANNOT FACE THEM SCATTERED, REGROUP!

>>50237215
Autocannon teams Roll= 68 (1D100)

>>50237311
Alright boys, what, 20 seconds? Get ready to push out and consolidate, Keep them suppressed with those autocannons, but we need everyone else to mount bayonets. You boys are gonna get medals out of this shitshow, I can guarantee it!

>>50237305
>Approaches, his eyes now literally burning with a blue flame

Rolled 14, 10, 11, 8 = 43 (4d20)

Well, seems I'll have to temporarily take over the Tau until the other guy gets back: I need rolls in thread(dice+Xd20 for shootan/stabbin/hittin things, dice+Xd100 for skill type things, like repairing a door or giving a guy Medical treatment) so we know how effective X action is at doing Y thing. With that said:

>>50237052
>A Pathfinder with a Longshot aims down his scope and fires at Jack after the man downs a couple of Fire Warriors.First Roll

>>50237087
>The AA Emplacements are hardly undefended, and their defenders, Fire Warriors, Gun Drones, and Sentry Turrets quickly engage this group of ImperialsSecond Roll

>>50237311
>A Squad of Stealth Fighter Drones strafes the Gun Teams positionsFourth Roll

>>50237104
>A different Pathfinder notices this man, but has other problems for now.

>>50237186
>A Sentry Turret equipped with an SMS fires off a pair of missiles at this ChimeraThird Roll

>>50237231
>The shorts aren't very effective, however the man does damage the Anti-Grave of one vehicle.

>>50237370
>Mounts bayonet on his lasgun and gets ready to head out on the Commissar's orders.

>>50237399
>>50237408

Psyker!
>points in their direction

Hit them hard in the name of the emperor!

>>50237370
YES SIR!
Roll= 89/100
>Sergeant Calvor orders all men out of the Chimera not firing an auto cannon or assisting the gunners, and tells them to begin charging up field.


Roll=15/20
>As the Chimera slowly advances, laying cover fire the Autocannons continue their fire, washing the enemy in the fury of the emperor.

>>50237408
>the pulses burn bright holes in the chimera's armor. The chimera blasts through into the line and Commissar holden runs out having at the defenders with bolt pistol and chainsword dice+d20

>>50236939
Affirmative, Shas'Ui, have the Gue'Vesa advise our troops against the Gue'la, they know them better than anyone

>>50237454
whoops

Rolled 6 (1d20)

>>50237454

>>50237408
>>50237431
Ash! They all burn to ash before mine eyes!
>Attempts manifesting a pillar of flame at the Tau infantry's location

Rolled 13, 73 = 86 (2d100)

>>50237052
>>50237408
>Jack takes a shot that rips a chunk out of his left arm, but nothing fatal
>He jams a stim into himself to numb the pain and keep functional before attempting to find cover and return fire

First: Med roll, Second, Cover, third return fire

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>50237507
maybe, one day, I'll do it right on the first try.

>>50236922
S-stop with the praising...
>She's close.

Rolled 5 (1d20)

>>50237514
So failed the medical roll, passed cover, and this is combat.

>>50237454
>>50237408

>Sergeant Calvor is knocked off his feet as the pulses burn through the armour of his Chimera and obliterates one of his men before he can rush out the back of the Chimera.
The crew seems shaken by the onslaught, but otherwise still in the fight, the Chimera's engine struggles however, and hot oil and smoke fill the cabin.

>Sergeant slowly rises to his feet, covered in blood and guts, shooting through his respirator to keep fighting and push forward.

Roll= 37/100

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>50237507
>>50237521
>>50237461

Alright, follow me, we are getting in closer

>he runs out of cover and dashes across the battlefield

>>50237527
"Or? What will you do?"
>he approaches her closer and closer
"Hmmm?'
>he tries to grab her

Rolled 10 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>50237538
>>50237408
>>50237514
THE EMPEROR PROTEEEEEEECTS!
>Magdumps his bolt pistol and lays about the pathfinders and Shas'la on the line (1st and 2nd respectively

>>50237440
(You should probably use the /tg/ dice roller so it looks more legit, even though the dicegod hates us)

>>50237558
>He is knocked to the ground by the use of judo.
Never go easy with that who you can't see.

>>50237538
>The Chimera autocannon teams ignore the defenders, too focused on knocking out that AA gun.

>Sergeant climbs back up towards the top hatch from which he fell, and pops out again, firing his laspistol at anyone close enough to his chimera.

First roll, Autocannons
Second, laspistol

Roll= 11/20
Roll=2/20

Rolled 25 (1d100)

>>50237554
>Runs after them
I hope yer don't mind me tagging along.

>A fist Raises from the Rubble of a crashed Valkyria, it's holding a powersword.

>Eisen crawls out of the dirt.

Note to self: Never tell a navy pilot "drive me closer, I want to hit them with my sword." He'll take it for a kamikaze attack.

Rolled 32 (1d100)

>>50237554
>>50237594
Follows them up as best he can with the injury to his arm still aching, running for the cover nearest to them.

Rolled 15 (1d100)

>>50237554
>Runs after him, having failed to extend his power to the enemy

>>50237594
>>50237554

>Melissa and her co-gunner run up after them.

Dammit Ragaa! Don't be running off into the fray again!

>>50237461
>Affirmative Shas'O, we will begin at once.
>The Shas'ui does as instructed, and relays the orders to the Gue'la Commanders, while he sends the targeting data -Priority Targets first naturally- sent from the drones to the Experimental Weapon and the Artillery.

>>50237573
Got it, right now I am using RANDOM.org
It tends to roll high or low, which is retarded for a random number gen.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>50237604
>>50237589
>>50237573
Calvor! Jack! On the Wreckage! it looks like we have Survivors!
>Lays down covering fire with a lasgun he found on a dead trooper

>>50237613
>>50237594
>>50237616
>Pulse fire cuts your advance forcing you to retreat or suffer the consequences.

>>50237554
>You manage to slip by but you are now away from your squad, perhaps a distraction could do the trick to give them an opportunity window.

Rolled 4 (1d100)

>>50237628
>Follows orders and charges towards the wreckage looking for any survivor and laying down fire as the occasional Tau or drone pops up.

>>50237622
Observers have the imperials thrown in their main offensive force on the beachhead ahead?!

Rolled 56 (1d100)

>>50237617
Better than pinned down too far to shoot back!
>>50237644
Whoa!
>Leaps to cover

Rolled 19 (1d100)

>>50237644
>>50237653
>Retreats as the attempt to make it to the wreckage resulted in falling flat on his face and the pulse fire has forced him back.
>Finds the nearest defensive cover trying not to lose too much ground

Rolled 17, 13 = 30 (2d20)

>>50237644

>and there he was, alone and cut off from his regiment, in the front yard of the enemy, he did what he was expected of him
>he pulls a pin and throws a grenade
>he rises from his cover and opens fire

IMPERIAL JUSTICE UPON YOU XENOS SCUM, FEEL THE WRATH OF THE EMPEROR!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XE4BxPwu4zI

>>50237628
Holden! You're a sight to sore eyes! My transport's pilot decided to crash against one of the enemy AA tranports! I requier a situation report! Is the fleet giving us covering fire or are all plans crumbling as usual?!

fire!
for the emperor!
>charges forward firing lasgun paying no attention to cover

Rolled 1 (1d20)

>>50237644
>Tries to evade the fire

>>50237688
>you notice a bloody rag tied around Holden's left eye. His carapace cuirass is punched open, the bandages crusty with dried blood as he gets behind the wreckage.
Well! The situation is a bit of a shitshow, Lost both of the Russes in the forest, taking heavy casualties and we can't seem to hit the broad side of a grox!

>>50237684
>The grenade blows up amidst the whole fire warrior line, forcing the ones not firing to take cover, interrupting them from harming anyone running to cover.

SHIELD DRONES! DEPLOY SHIELD DRONES!

>>50237577
>Kane chuckles and activates invisibility, trying to pin down Lien based on sound alone

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>50237681
>As he turns to run he trips and falls on his ugly face, his clumsiness may have saved him but retreat is not so viable of an option
>In a feat of freakish wrist and ankle strength Private Jack begins scuttling towards the wreckage on all fours, hoping to either avoid the fire warriors shots, or make them laugh hard enough to throw them off.

Rolled 33 (1d100)

>>50237628
Moving towards the position to recover wounded!
Covering FIRE!
>Sergeant climbs out up and over the Chimera and rushes towards the wreckage.

>>50237688
You have any spare bolts? My pistol's out. If we make it out of here, I'm putting Calvor and Jeane in for a medal

>>50237527
>>50237558
Come on you two! I'm all for 'young' love and all! But when I said move your asses I meant it! Finish up on the Horseman! We've got plenty of space to 'train' in!

Rolled 93 (1d100)

>>50237721

>He attempts to dash into the melee range

WAAAAAAAAAAAAAGHHHH
>bayonet charges to victory

>>50237740
>The shas'ui raises his head just to see a blade descend on him.

>The Tau fire warriors are forced to engage in melee

>>50237697
>>50237721
>Reeling, helplessly standing in the field of fire, he is saved by the distraction the grenades caused
>He gets to the cover before he gets shot

Rolled 11, 18 = 29 (2d20)

>>50237730
Autocannon teams begin opening up on the incoming fire warriors, not letting them get near the wreckage.

>Shots from the remaining autocannons.
>One Autocannon pulls out, and begins disembarking from the Chimera.

>>50237661
"Negative sir, no sign of Space Marine or Stormtrooper Deployment."
>The targeting data, however, is sending quickly, and long range support units will soon have the opportunity to engage.

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>50237711
>>50237735
I do.
>He opens his trench coat, revealing a collection of bolt pistols of different craftmanship.
>He gives Holden two. and 4 clips for each.
I never leave home without being ready for combat.
>Takes snapshots against Tau Fire Warriors

Rolled 2 + 1 (1d20 + 1)

>>50237740
>Charges to support him, swinging his chainsword wildly

Rolled 4 + 5 (1d20 + 5)

>>50237762

>Engages the tau fire warriors in melee using nothing but the butt of his gun as a makeshift club
>modifyer for tau and melee

XENOS SCUM, IN THE NAME OF THE HOLY EMPEROR!

>>50237724
>>50237736
>Holds Kane by the arm before he sneaks away.
Another time, Kane, we don't have time.
>Points to the transport

>>50237752
>gets shot, lies on the ground dying

Rolled 14, 19 = 33 (2d20)

>>50237785
Alright! now let's do some inspiring. FOR THE EMPEROR
>Holden charges out blasting away with his bolt pistols at the fire warriors
>>50237773

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>50237785
>Quickly joins with the other two and stands up on two legs, pretending he didnt just lizard crawl to safety. Begins taking shots at the Tau Fire Warriors as he begins to advance with the Commissars.
Hey, took me a while but I made it here. Any other survivors sirs?

>>50237798
>Kane grabs her and puts her over his shoulder, dashing towards the ship
"Agreed"

>>50237773
I want the stormsurges over the hill at sector Z on hold fire until the Gue'La special troopers arrive. Move the Gue'vesa to support our Fire Warrior line!

>>50236825
XC-21! Recover our line of defense!

>The Superheavy prototype walks into combat, it's massive.

>>50237798
>>50237826
>With those two finally onboard, the Orcas quickly make for and board the Horseman, it's self currently in Low Orbit. Before they leave however, Alice makes sure to send a message to Tray.
"Mate, just remember, if anything happens, send me a message, I'll come help you as soon as I can."

Rolled 29 (1d100)

>>50237804
Sergeant dives behind the fallen guardsman's body, seeking cover after drawing a little to much attention to himself.
Pulse rounds land all around him, but soon fade as the sound of Autocannons churn in the background.

Rising to his feet, he begins running once more. Praying to the emperor that he will make him proud.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>50237795
>Kroot arrive to support the fire warriors as the back away from melee.

FOR TAU!

>Dare they stand on the way of the holy imperial guard?

>>50237823
Not from my transport am afraid!

Rolled 9 (1d20)

>>50237852

>Affixes bayonet and thrusts at the biggest savage kroot

MY LIFE FOR THE IMPERIUM!

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>50237838
>Tries to slow it down with his psychic powers, even as he is too weak to stop a device of its scale

>>50237843
>The Crisis suit head nods.
Safe travels inquisitor. May the emperor be with you.

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>50237866
Well damn sir, I guess we just keep running and gunning then.
>Aims to take another shot at any firewarrior or target he can find
Wish I could keep getting lucky shots like that last one though

>suddenly in the middle of the event a warp rift opens and demons begin to pour into the real world

>>50237805
Assuming the second role is to attack the Observers
>The Marker Drones, not being stealthed, are quickly destroyed once the Commissar draws a bead on them....possibly for naught though, as they sent the last of the Shas'ui who is stealthed.

>>50237838
"Shas'O, our position is compromised, requesting permission to fall back after we send the data."
>The Shas'ui continues sending said data. It's cutting it close....

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>50237871
>After finishing off a kroot, a Krootox makes his way towards the the ex-commissar, slapping anyone in-between with gorilla strength.
>Attempts to slap the trooper away too.

>>50237890
>8 bloodletters pour out attacking the tau

Rolled 8, 18 = 26 (2d20)

>>50237852
I NO YOU DON'T YOU XENOS BASTARD!!!
>Sergeant Calvor goes for a running tackle, with his E-tool and laspistol in hand, ready to pulverize the Kroot lead warrior.

>Autocannon that fell out the back of the Chimera begins firing towards them as well, hoping not to hit their sergeant, a gamble for the emperor.

Roll 1= Autocannon shots to NOT Friendly fire Sergeant, and hit kroot instead.

Roll 2= Sergeant Calvors Attack on the Kroot alpha.

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>50237852
Fog take me...
>Desperately fights back

>>50237906
why

>>50237893
>Krootox gets intercepted by bloodletter
>fight ensues

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>50237893

>Guerre feels the air on his skin as the hit allmost knocks him down

NO RETREAT, NO SURRENDER!

>He thrusts the bayonet at the beast's unholy throat

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>50237890
>>50237906
B-bugger fuck....
>Takes a carefully aimed shot at the head of a Bloodletter

Rolled 20 + 2 (1d100 + 2)

>>50237891
>dives behind a battle line and starts opening up on any leftover blues with his bolt pistols

Rolled 20 (1d20)

>>50237930
>>50237906
>>50237929
C-Commissar... weee MAY have bigger problems soon....

>Aims and shoots at the same bloodletter again hoping beyond hope to down at least one

>>50237929
>demon falls to the ground dead
>remaining demons attack imperial forces
a more powerful demon seems to be preparing entering the real world

>>50237906
Oh no...
>Begins chanting, preparing to use a more powerful psychic power

>>50237952
Shit! Eisen, Calvor! Get in the chimera! sound a retreat, fortify the last line and get back! RETREAT!

>demons charge with overwhelming speed towards Victus>>50237957

>>50237843
>Kane looks at Alice, Lien turned face front on his shoulder
"Thank you for the suit, Inq-"
>he notices the ring
>he giggles
"Congratulations! Who's the lucky gu-....gal?"

Rolled 13, 12 = 25 (2d20)

>>50237891
Granted! Fall back and presserve your lives to fight another day, warriors!

>>50237876
>The walker is slowed down but just lightly.


>>50237889
>>50237893
>>50237906
>>50237917
>>50237918
>>50237923
>>50237927
>>50237929
>>50237930
>>50237952
>As the Tau start to loose ground and fall back to secondary defensive lines, the Superheavy Walker prototype Tries stomping over the enemy lines, firing missiles over the warp rift.
Stomping first roll, missiles second roll.

>>50237917
>Auto cannon shots buzz all around Calvor, one coming too close for comfort, and accidentally ripping the E-tool (and Calvors hand) clean off into the distance.

>Still determined not to fail, he shoots one Kroot in the face, moving on to the next only to stop in terror as the Demons arrive.

Rolled 3, 7 = 10 (2d20)

>>50237976
Fires his bolt pistols at a couple demons running down the field as he gets into the chimera

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>50237930
>The Observers are found handily, and three of the five guards in XV15s are killed near immediately, the remaining two, plus the Shas'ui in the XV25 Suit engage the Commissar with Burst Cannons.
We must hold him back for the greater good! Our artillery needs this data!

Rolled 6, 5 = 11 (2d20)

>>50237973
>>50237976
>Quickly follows orders, but gives retreating fire at the demons and lobs a grenade to try and slow them from reaching the Psyker before he can get his attack off.

Rolled 1 (1d100)

>>50237988
Emperor!

Watch out!

>Tries pushing others out of the way of the walker.

>>50237988

>runs ahead and takes the full force of the blast, knocking him unconcious but otherwise mostly unharmed

>he falls on his back

>>50238001
>Burst cannon rounds rip off the commissar's hat and 3 fingers from the left hand, the bolt pistol falls to the ground. One more burst flies through taking the commissar's right foot off at the ankle. and he falls into the hold of the chimera
MEDIC! FUCK FUCK FUCK

>>50237980
>>50237843
>Eyes the ring too
Oh!

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>50238018
>Reflexively grabs at Eisen while scuttling out of the way of the legs
DON'T QUESTION THE SCUTTLING

>>50237997
>first shot is miss, second shot is hit.
>bloodletter falls to ground dead
>>50238004
>grenade explodes below 2 demons legs, blowing their legs
>>50238026
>warp rift is closed shut
4 demons remain charging towards Victus
2 have lost their legs but are still combat viable

>>50237976
>>50238054
>Continues chanting, and the earth begins to glow around him
>the power itself is still underway, and has no effect on the bloodletters

>>50237880
"And with you Field Marshall, along with the Greater Good."
>And with that, the Horseman is gone, heading through the warp for the Fal'Shia world once again.

>>50237980
I....
>Alice blushes.
It's...um...Sam here, the Medicae of my Retinue....

Rolled 11 (1d20)

>>50237994
>Steeling himself, Calvor hosters his pistol, and rips out a Krak Grenade, and hucks it at the nearest Bloodletter, aiming for its head.

After doing so, Calvor dives behind some fallen kroot and begins wrapping some Krak grenades together for a bigger punch, only 4 but it should do the trick...

>>50238050
Hell son! Get us out of here and I'll make sure nobody is ever able to execute you as a mutant unless you raise arms against them!

Rolled 16 (1d100)

>>50238037
Uses his belt to tourniquet off the right leg

>>50238064
>1 bloodletter gets in melee range to Victus
>>50238081
bloodletter is torn to shreds as skin melts away and a gory red paste splashes all over the surroundings

>Motions to Eisen and Jack from the chimera
GET IN! WE'RE GETTING OUT OF HERE! WHERE's.....jack
>loses consciousness

Rolled 97 (1d100)

>>50237988
By the Hag's rotten teeth...
>tries to get out of the way

Rolled 2, 7 = 9 (2d20)

>>50238082
>>50238083
Sounds good sir!
>Returns to a firing retreat until everyone gets the order to stop running, taking shots at demons(roll 1) and a few at the walker's leg joints (roll 2).

>>50238105
>>50238026
>As he is being pulled out, he grabs the unconscious ex-commissar and brings him to the relative "safety" of the transport with him.

>>50238105
(sorry, meant Calvor)

>>50238037
>The men, seeing that the Commissar is no longer a threat, lower their weapons slightly and recloak.
Leave him brothers, is his not is fault that he knows not the Greater Good, and we have permission to retreat.
>The targeting data finishes uploading as the trio of Tau survivors start to fall back, providing long range support the info needed to engage Imperial Forces from afar.
>Of course, it might still be possible to at least eliminate these survivors, should someone find them again.

>>50238076
>She blushes and waves hello slightly.