Field Kit Inspection: Suicide Run Edition

>>54729425
Captain Matthias Wyvern, reporting for duty, Commissar! Third company has been fully resupplied and reinforced. We can deploy at your orders!

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>>54729425
Of course honored commissar, everything is in order, yes

>>54729425
Charlie squad, ready for war!

>>54729425
Brutus.... wonder....
Where.... new conscripts... Brutus.... collected...
*is driving a forklift*

>>54729486
A servitor wondering things? Somone go fetch a techpriest.

>The hulking barechested brute of a man stands at relaxed attention, his combat pants tucked into his boots

GGGGGGGGRRRR UH HUR GRU

>his giant chain sword rests on his back looking like a childs toy in comparison to his bulk and when his mouth opens the teeth filed to a point and further behind them there is a small lump of meat. it appears that the tounge was cut or sawn off leaving him unable to speak

>>54729485
That bus isn't come with us. If you want a vehicle, you can take a Hercules Halftruck. They've all been sitting in the hanger, collecting dust since the regiment was first formed.

>>54729425
Sir. May I see the transmission? I know most of our ciphers.
*she walks foreword*

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>>54729500
Brutus.... confused

>>54729486
What conscripts? We don't use conscripts. After all, we were reinforced during our stay on Neveda Prime. Mostly men from the 277th Bell-Rogers reserve regiment, and a couple from a dozen plus nearly destoryed regiments, from across the Imperium.

>>54729530
Sir yes sir!
>a trooper waits till the captain leaves
>he files of the identification numbers on the battle bus
>all the troopers begin outfitting the bus with halftrack paint, and armor

>>54729542
>He would take a minute to vox the ship's Captain. Before a moment later, nodding his head.

Go ahead, Magos.

>1d100, 80+ needed for success

>>54729564
Brutus find van kleez... van kleez in trouble... Brutus kill bad... Brutus find big bad... Brutus beat up big bad.... big bad has friends
Brutus beat up friends.... they are bad... Brutus force... them into... the regim...ent.

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Rolled 20, 11, 14, 5, 12, 16 = 78 (6d20)

>The Arbitrator would walk around the ship, his shotgun slung and his bolt pistol holstered
>>54729589
Lemme try.
>I'd attempt to decipher the message

Rolled 68 (1d100)

>>54729616
Oops

>>54729589
>the corporal follows the tech priest without a word, the hulking figure as quiet as a cat...... the effect is quite at odds with his stature

>>54729598
>Matthias would let out a sigh.
>So that's why those idiots had tried boarding the ship. The Commissar had thought they were heretics, and had, had them executed by firing squad.
>Matthias would shrug at this point.

>>54729598
>The man coughs weakly, holding a rosary with a small wooden Aquila on it to his forehead

Rolled 83 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54729589
Okay.
>she sits down and plugs into the ship

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Rolled 14 (1d20)

>begin firing upon the forklift heresy

>>54729662
>It takes some time to decipher the message, even for one of her skill. But when she does, most of it seems to be incoherent, static filled, babbling in binary.
>What little can be understood, mentions three little rather important letters.
>STC discovered.

Well, Magos? What does it say?

Rolled 7, 5, 2 = 14 (3d20)

>>54729675
*upon firing at the forklift, the priorly constructed fortress would attack the battlebus*
*the forklift would of course take minor damage from the enemy weapons before hastily constructing a fortress*

>>54729675
>grunting, he steps back and closes the door so all non-combat units can not enter, and all in there must stay in.

>he returns to being the magos shadow

Rolled 18 (1d20)

>>54729736
>I'd fire a pot shot from my bolt pistol into the engine of the forklift
>I am doing this while behind cover

Rolled 62 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54729736
*roll for fortress*

>>54729675
Hmm...come all come all and take your bets on who'll be victorius!
Will it be the battlebus crewed by the charlie squad?
Or will it be the forklift crewed by the strong and powerful Brutus?
Bets are two to one in both favours

>>54729675
>>54729736
>>54729761
>The Commissar would walk towards the "battle bus", and would step inside.
>A moment afterwards, the sound of a bolt pistol being fired, would echo throughout the hanger.
>The Commissar has executed one of Charlie squad's men, on the charges of being a group of team killing fucktards, and wasteful use of ammunition.
>List your squad mates in numerical order, and roll a d12 to see who dies.

Rolled 15, 20, 10 = 45 (3d20)

>>54729761
*brutus would since as the forklift took a bolt shell to the back, but the forklift was quickly fully covered by the fortress*
*roll for fort attacks on the arbitrator*

Rolled 69 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54729731
It says that they have a gift for... my forge... strange... the gift is top secret but of top priority so i advise we take the best weapons we can because the static concerns me. I'll go through it more to see if i can get any details.

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>opning the door, the corporal leaps int ocover and makes his way closer to the fort

>when he is close enough he begins to climb up

>>54729836
>>54729817
>After exiting the 'battle bus'. The Commissar would make his way back to the Magos, and would nod his head. Not seeing any reason for her to lie.
>Before he could speak up however, he would tap his vox bead, and would go quirt. For a moment.

...understood, Captain.

>After a moment, the ship would transition out of the Warp, and back into reality.

Rolled 5 (1d12)

>>54729817
SGT venswick
Trooper Thel
Trooper Veskon
Kell
Kesh
Zweil
Markon
Denon
Skreton
Smalles
Coop

>>54729919
>Kesh's brains would know better splattered all over Thel, and Denon's faces and clothes.

Rolled 12 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>54729890
after 20 seconds and a few bullits to his leg he lands into the fort of brutis his chain blade revving

GGGGGGGGRRRRRRRRRRRRAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH

>his warcry echos the small fort as he trys to swipe at brutis

>>54729966
*instead of Brutus, he would find casino slave tied to a chair. His attack would seriously wound the man as he cried out in pain*

>>54729836
>she begins getting her weapons and armor on as she locks on her powerfist, activating it for a test
Perfect~

>Matthias can only sigh, at the stupidity going on inside the hanger.
>Perhaps venting the hanger into the void would calm things down.
>But, until he had orders to do so, he would simply ignore it. Let those idiots kill themselves off.

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>54729998
>kicking the man from his blade, probably worsetening his condition, he looks around for the man who shot at his comrades

AAAAAAAATRRRRRRRRRR

[rolling to find]

>>54730030
*casino slave would cry out*
I hate you and Brutus is in another fortress!

>sgt Venswick has his men dispose of trooper kesh, and collect his belongings.
>He heads over to a munitorum officer to request a replacement.

>>54729836
>Picks up a weird gun, which seeps with weird, blue, ghostly energy
Let's hope STC isn't already corrupted

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>>54730023
Whats the situation, sir?
>The Kasrkin would stand tall towards the Captain

>>54730023
>she roughly grabs his ear with the off powerfist and drags him away from the hanger controles
Bad! Bad Matthias!! We don't do that!
>she sprays him with a spray bottle

>>54730064
>grunting in annoyance, I grab the slave by the throat and hurl him from the forts top, then I climb down to jog to the other fort, staying in cover when I enter the forts weapons range

>>54730013
>Matthias would be finishing his checks on his equipment.
Vox bead... Working...
Hellgun.... Fully charged...
Power sword.... fully powered, and sharpened.
And my armour Refractor field are fully functional.

How about you, Darling? Are you prepped and ready?

>>54730112
>Hooded figure wanders near a fallen slave
Are you okay honored...meat, should I bring you to the sister Illya?
>Begins checking his pockets

Rolled 16 (1d20)

>>54730112
*with casino slave free of the fortress, the leaking prometheum barrels would be ignited by the proximity sensor, detonating the majority of the fortress before the team killing fucktard can run over to the other fort*
*roll for explosion*

>>54730147
>violent nodding and protecting of pockets

>>54730159
>Grabs him
Now, now I'm also expecting a payment for the rescue since you are not a full member of the regiment, yes
>Drags out of the hangar

>>54730108
Ow! Ow! Ow! What the hell is that for? What in the God-Emperor's name has gotten into you!

>>54730096
>Wiping away the water, and rubbing his now sore ear. He would give the Kasrkin trooper a strange look.
>There weren't many of them left in the galaxy, since Cadia had fallen. And what was more surprising, was the fact that one had been shipped here of all places.
>Still, he wouldn't allow his surprise to last long, as he flashes the Corporal a salute.

Mechanicum Explorator craft sent out a distress beacon. Apparently it crashed on some world they were scouting. We're preparing to head down there.

Rolled 95 (1d100)

>>54730156
>with a very annoyed grunt, I drop and roll patting away at my exposed skin and burnt flesh

>getting to his feet he looks around

[rolling to remember how to cry in agony]

>>54730204
>I'd give a swift salute to the Captain
I see. I suggest you rally the troops. Make sure they don't slip up. Morale is what they are going to need, especially if it's an unknown world we are entering.

>>54730204
I can see what you're thinking... no venting the hanger. Bad!
>she sprays him again before grabbing her "plasma gun"

>>54730247
>moaning in pain, the tears mix with the burnt flesh as he gets to his feet. he moves towards
Brutus's last known location, as per orders

GRRRRRUAGHHHHH

>>54730279
*brutus would enjoy watching this team killing fucktard suffer*

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54730313
>picking up a rock, he hurls it at the fucker he had been ordered to kill.

[if you can see me........and I haven't killed anyone yet, I'm trying]

>>54730329
*brutus would be inside of a fortress and the rock would bounce off harmlessly*

>sitting on a catwalk above the hangar, the sergeant fiddles with his voxcaster
>a couple of seconds later, his voice booms through the deck's loudspeaker system
OI
S-STOP ATTACKING EACHOTHER
SAVE IT *staticky cough* FOR THE HERETICS YOU FAGGOTS
OVER

>>54730260
>He would pull tightly on her ear. Letting his wife know who the actual boss is.

I'd think twice about what you're suggesting, Lieutenant. Lest someone think you were making false accusations. A crime punishable by lashing.

>>54730255
That was the plan, Corporal. I only wish my Adjutant here, had suggested it. As is her job.
>He would crane his head toward Rias with a smile.

>>54730356
*brutus would quickly hurry over and hand him the letter of apology from the mobster*
Brutus... get this.... for you....

>>54730338
>breaking the camra he makes to continue before hearing the announcement

>>54730356

GGGGGGGRRRRRRRRAAAAGH

>he turns about and begins limping back to the commissar and magos

>>54730356
>holding his ears in pain
Holy fuck man, did you have to make it so loud?

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>>54729425
READY TO TAKE THE FIGHT TO THE HERETIC, THE XENO, AND THE MUTANT COMMISAR!

>>54730362
>she pulls harder on his
You've done it before
>she then smirks
Don't threaten me with a good time.

>>54730383
>the wounded death worlder revs his chainsword and drops into a defensive stance.

GGGGRRRR

>he grunts at the wild beast.......surely its some animal to unleash upon the sun gods enemies

>Puts an unconcious gambling slave near the medical ward...his pockets are suspiciously empty
>Knocks on the door
>Leaves

>>54730368
Oh, uh, thanks?
>he reads the letter
>then he reads it again
>then he bursts out into joyous laughter
You're my hero, man. That's saved me a few thrones, plus both my kneecaps.

>>54730373
You think these fuck's w-woulda listened if I whispered? I don't think the big'un even speaks Gothic.

>>54730397
>He would flash her a smirk through clenched teeth, as he pulls harder on her's.

It's not a threat. It's a promise, Darling.

>>54730362
>I'd look to the man's wife, rolling his eyes
Riiight.
Well I suggest you do it quick. I believe we are coming up onto the location of the distress beacon.

>>54730383
By the Emperor, how heretical.

>>54730383
>The Commissar would pull out a piece of parchment on a clip board, along with a pen.
>He would check something off as he mutters outloud.

One felinid.... Check!

>>54730413
>He he's doing this, he would fire a bolt pistol round at the man's foot.

Hush you.

>>54730462
>gripping my foot, I fall to the ground growling

>it seems he can no longer walk

>>54730362
Excuse me captain, can you direct me to a munitorum clerk?

>>54730436
No... problem.....
Van man.....

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>>54730457
>Matthias would nod his head.

So I've been told over the vox, Corporal. I'd suggest you head to your assigned company. Dismissed!

>The Praetorian Officer would flash the man a crisp salute with his one good hand, even as he uses the other to tug at his wife's ear.

Rolled 72 (1d100)

>he fiddles further with his voxcaster
>rolling

>>54730492
You see that robot guy in the fancy suit?
>he points to Viktor
He's your best bet. Just don't shake his hand without reading the small print. Twice.

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Rolled 23 (1d100)

>>54730475
>Illya would already be working diligently to fix the man's wounds.

We haven't even left the ship yet, and I'm already dealing with casualties. God-Emperor preserve us...
>Rolling for medical treatment.

>Ars sits down near a carpet with three hellguns on them
Hellguns, hellguns for sale!
>>54730573
Oh honorable sister
>Points at the beaten gambling slave
He might need your help

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>54730573
>Thats alot of Prometheium burns. And the door needs to be amputated as well.
>A medical team quickly arrives on the scene, and preps him for augments and bionic replacements.
>Rolling for how well it goes.

>>54730573
*would direct her attention to casino slave*

>>54730573
>the man resembles charred grox meat, and still he trys to get up. at least he can grip his hand and move without breaking anything............. and snap goes that arm

ggrrrrrrrruuuuuurrrrrrr

>he waves her aways and begins trying to get away when>>54730593

Rolled 79 (1d100)

>>54730610
>When he comes out of the medicae labs, a few hours later. His one fleshy covered skin, is now covered in a decent amount of chrome plating, and everything below his left knee is now bionic.

>>54730595
>Illya would attempt to deal with the wounded slave

>>54730636
>with his still treasured blade, he grunts at the sister......I think that's thanks?

>he then goes of to sit next to the troop carriers and work on my blade

>The Kasrkin would rally his squad, a small team of 7 Kasrkins other than himself
>They would form up onto a drop ship, fitting their gumshields into their mouths
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CIGHCoVzqtk

>>54730636
>Right about the time that everything had settled down in the hanger. The ship would be stationed in high orbit over the planet the mechanicum ship had crashed upon.
>It appeared to be a mostly desert world, with small amounts of greenery and a few large lakes, situated around the equator.
>A voice would come over the ship's innercom.

>"Companies one, three, and seven, please board your designated Tetrarch Drop ships."

You heard the man, lads! Infantry companies one and three, you know where to go! Armoured company 7, start moving! Your machines are waiting for you!

>>54730745
*brutus would wander over in the general direction of the dropships*

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>>54730745
>the tall figure approaches the commissar
>he presses a button on his neck
Are you the one they call Knochenmus?

>>54730741
you clever bastard! You know what I like to see!

>Matthias would begin moving along with the third infantry company. Eventually meeting up with the Kasrkin squad.
>He would frown for a moment, before smiling at the sight of the gumshielded mouths.

It's a bit early for that. I'd suggest you wait, so the newbies don't know what's coming.

>He would stow his gear, before taking his seat in the cockpit.

>>54730745
>Picks up a device
Come Victor
>hooded figure, alongside a giant beetle goes to the dropship
>Puts on a gumshield

>>54730636
>the man jolts up from his bed, touching at where there was once a bleeding gash on his stomach and his face
>He looks to the sister weakly, whilst grasping his Aquila rosary
I-I thank you, mio guraritore, I am in your debt. Mio Famiglia will be in your debt, yes?

>>54730782
>the deathworlder takes his place, putting his own gum shield in and sits down


no-one is falling for this shit again

>>54730771
>The Commissar would be walking down the hall towards his assigned drop-ship.

If you're looking for a proper briefing, trooper. Than I'm sorry to disappoint you, but we don't have enough information to do such a thing.

>the man walks towards the dropships, gumshield in hand
I'm not having that shit happen to me ever again, those dental bills were through the fucking roof

>>54730782
*brutus straps himself upside down into the dropship, covering his entire person in administration approved duct tape and sticking it to everything he could find. He would then do the same to his power hammer before finally thrusting a quarter log of wood in his mouth*

>>54730782
>he would take his seat, attaching his voxcaster to the ship's aerial port
>he turns a dial on his rebreather, clicking the internal bite plate into place
e'ey 'oo 'o, 'a'ain

>>54730741
if you're not already involved with it. You should join the discord channel. Get to know some of us heretics, and loyalists. Here's a discord link

https://discord.gg/5udW6p

>>54730823
>he continues in a monotone, almost servitor-like manner of speech
I have been assigned to be your bodyguard by segmentum command. Please inform me of the current situation

Rolled 48 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>54730891
>The Commissar would look the man over. A feeling in his gut telling him that something might be wrong with the man's get up.
>Rolling a d100 to determine whether he realised it or not. 80+ required

>>54730925
>>54730891
>He would mentally tell his gut to shut the hell up, before nodding.

Understood trooper. I'll just need to see your forms.

>>54730948
>he hands him a dataslate
Everything should be here, Commissar.

>>54730948
>>54730891
>the man slides up behind the two men, the soles of his shoes screeching as he does
Did s'thombody s'thay formsth?

>The Kasrkins would form up in a line in the drop shop
Listen up! You see anything with more than two legs you kill it. We are entering an unknown world with unknown types of critters on it. You see anything interesting, report it to either me, or Captain Matthias Wyvern. Do you understand?
>We understand you sir!

>>54730976
>He would take a look at the forms. Making sure there were correct.
>After a moment, he would nod his head.

I suppose I have been in dire need of an adjustant that can keep up with me. So be it. You have the job until you die, or someone better comes along.

Ready to serve !
do someone know what are we gonna fight ?

>>54731096
Sir. Are we expecting a hot LZ?

>Sits down in the transport
So when are we going to take off?
>Puts on gumguard
>Victor sits near him

>>54731093
>The Captain's lips would curve into a smile at the Kasrkins in the hold.
>Perhaps he wasn't the only same man in the regiment anymore.
>Matthias would glance towards the pilots, as they finish their preperations, and the bay door below opens up, venting what little atmosphere would left into the void.
>The pilot would flip on a switch, and would begin speaking into her headset. Her voice echoing out from a set of speakers set in the troop compartment ceiling.
>“Bay doors open. Locks released. Engines engaged. Activating onboard gravitational systems in three, two, one…”
>Matthias grimaced as his stomach lurched at the brief moment in which his body weight doubled, as the grav-field of the Eagle's Fury and the drop-ship’s overlapped.
>He would let out a sigh as soon as the feeling was gone, as drop-ship’s onboard gravity became the only force pulling at him.
>“Bay door cleared, firing thrusters. Beginning descent. Breaching thermosphere in ten, nine…”

>After a moment, the ship would shake shudder as it breached the thermosphere.
>Not one to take risks, even with the far more comfortable, and sturdy chair he was seated in. Matthias would slip the Gumshield into his mouth. Silently praying that none of the new guys in the third company, knew what was about to happen.
>It was a cruel thing to do, yes. But it was already company tradition at this point.
>After a few more moments, Matthias would forcribly stop himself from laughing, as he heard the cries of pain coming from the hold.
>It seemed atleast half the company had chipped their teeth from the sound of things.

>>54731269
>The good Commissar would have his vox bead off, as he sits in the cockpit of the massive dropship.

>>54731285
>Upon hearing the screams of pain coming from the troop hold, he would simply shake his head. Such traditions, while they often times allowed soldiers to bond. Was a waste of time and resources. Medics would have to patch up the injured, and resources would have to be spent to fix their teeth and gums.

Rolled 76 (1d100)

>>54731285
*britus would be upside down, taped to the back of the ship with a quarter log of wood in his mouth*
*roll for tooth damage*

Rolled 2, 15 = 17 (2d20)

>>54731285

well looks like those men don't have vibration compensator
tell me Cpt Wyvern, is this happening a lot ? or is this an equivalent of a Fire Trial ?

Rolled 1, 1 = 2 (2d20)

>>54731417
>Matthias would close his eyes, and begin to relax. There was no use in worrying about the ride. The pilots would see to it they would make it down safely.
>That is until the armour of dropship carrying the 7th armoured company would explode open. Something having struck it.
>A half a second later, the pilots would let loose a string of curses, as they began evasive maneuvers. Causing Matthias to open his eyes.
>From down below, upon the planet's surface, something would be firing up at the two drop-ships.
>Vox chater could be heard through the pilot and co-pilots headsets.

>"This is Drop-ship L41-2C, we've taken a hit to our port side. Port side lascannon is down!"
>"What the hell is shooting at us? Is it the bloody cogboy down there!?"
>The female pilot would once more open up the ship speakers.
>"All hands, we're taking heavy fire form the surface! We're commencing with evasive maneuvers! Hold on tight, and start praying!"

>>54731364
>with no reply she assumes the worst and stands to prep her gravchute

>>54731525
>The marchant would hold tight through attack
Great, should've taken grav-chute with me

Rolled 3, 4 = 7 (2d20)

>>54731525
>The ship's would manage to evade the worst of the incoming fire, as they streak closer to the surface. The 7th armoured company's dropship spouting flame and smoke, as pieces of armour plating are torn off.
>Matthias would hold on tight, and would attempt to remain calm. Knowing that there was nothing he could do, of their dropship was hit as well.
>He would activate his vox bead, and would speak into it.

Third company, keep calm, and hold tight! We're going to make it through this, I assure you.

>Meanwhile, more shots would streak up towards the ships.

>>54731525
>stand up
HOW FAR ARE WE TO THE LANDING ZONE ??

Rolled 15, 4 = 19 (2d20)

>>54731584
>The ground below would start coming into focus at this point. Sand covered details, finally coming into sight.

>"We're almost there boys! Hang on!"
>Meanwhile the shooting would begin to slow down, as the ship begins its approach vector

>>54731616
Good
>Puts out a tablet and begins typing
Anyone saw what were those shots? Were they bolters? Energy weapons? Something else?

>The Kasrkin dropship would successfully land on the planet without too many problems

>The dropships thrusters would blow away the vegetation below it, making a dark brown mound

>The doors from the dropship would slam open, parting the soil below it

>From then, Kasrkin soldiers would rush out, securing the perimeter for the 3rd company

>SECTOR CLEAR!

Alright men, form up!

>>54731616
>>54731603
>A loud explosion would cut off the man's voice, as something strikes the infantry dropship. The shit tearing apart armour and shreding through the ship's super structure.

>"FUCK! WE'RE HIT! HOLD ON LADS! THIS IS GOING TO BE CLOSE!"

>The now damaged dropship would open up its landing gear, and would make a harsh, but stable landing.
>Outside, the gun fire has stopped...
>Matthias would be quick to jump out of his seat, and begin giving orders.

Seventh and eigth squad! Put out those flames! The rest of you! Get outside and secure our position! Move it!

>>54731686
*brutus would tear free his restraints and retrieve his hammer*

>>54731686
>The seventh company dropship would land a few moments later. It's hold doors opening up, as streams of soldiers and tanks, begin exiting from within.

Rolled 52 (1d100)

>>54731718
>Hooded merchant carefully steps out of the transport and begins to suvey the area
>Roll for the suvey

Rolled 100 (1d100)

>>54731686
>identify where the shhoting come from with his markerlight drone
STAY LOW

>>54731718
Brutus thought.... we get ship...
Why... shooting?

>>54731741
>Rias would tap his shoulder
Head to the top. There's a hole you can give overwatch from. More effective from here. The lascannon may still be operational.

>>54731741
>It would appear that the shots had come from a nearby set of hills several kilometers to the south-west.
>Recent reports suggested that the mechanicum vessel had crash landed about eight kilometers to the north, near a rocky gorge.

>>54731731
>Welp, this ship isn't taking off anytime soon....

>>54731741
>However, whatever had done the shooting, seems to have disappeared without a trace. Almost as if it was never there to begin with.

>>54731792
Hmm honorable captain, the crashed ship is that way
>Points at it's direction
Didn't find what was firing though, yes

>>54731785
understood !
>use his jetpack to fly in the hole
>then he activate his camo,
the shot came from the hills, south west, also can i have a combead to communicate with you ?

Rolled 36 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54731792
*brutus would realise the situation after a few seconds and begin constructing a light fortification around the ship*

>>54731785
>Knochenmus would begin assembling what was left of the three companies.
>The first and third companies hadn't lost anyone, thank the God-Emperor. 7th however, had lost a third of its support crews. The majority of the force however was still alive.

The shooting has stopped. What in the goddamn...
Somebody get on the fucking vox!
>Cshhhhhhhhhh
Captain, what the hell is going on? The shooting has stopped!

Hmm just in case
>Ars sets up some kind of device neae the transport

>the man would stumble out of the crashed lander, holding his head and removing his gumshields
WHY DO I ALWAYS GET ON THESE SHIPS, I'M NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE HERE!

Rolled 65 (1d100)

> take his drone to the mechanicum crashing zone
>rolling for detecting enemy presence

Rolled 13, 8 + 1 = 22 (2d20 + 1)

>>54731837
>>54731718
>Looking through the lenses of a rifle scope, the hidden figure would watch the humans as they stumble about, and get their barrings.
>Upon seeing the large capped Commissar, and the bright red coloured Praetorian Captain. It would speak silently into its communicator.

>"Targets have successfully made it to the surface. They appear all but unharmed. I can smell their pungent stentch from here..."
>Have you located their commanding officer yet?"
>"...yes. There appear to be two of them in immediate command."
>"Put them both down. They shall cannot be allowed to walk this world any longer."
>"it shall be done... Farseer..."

>Two shots would ring out across the sand covered plains, as the sniper take z a shot at the Commissar, and then the Captain. First roll for Commissar, second for Matthias. +1 each.
>1d100 to find him, with a -5 from concealment.

>>54731829
>she tosses him one
It's tuned to mine so I'll hear you.


>>54731837
Sir. I advise we advance as fast as possible to the admech ship.

>>54731926
>The first shot would pierce the Commissar right in the shoulder. Blowing out the circuits in his bionic arm.
>Matthias however would be far luckier. Managing to duck out of the shot, once the first one had ring out.

SNIPER! TAKE COVER!

Rolled 60 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>54731926
>the man ducks back inside the lander, peeking into the distance to try catch a glimpse of the sniper

>>54731837
>stands at his side

>>54731951
*brutus would run over to the commisar, blocking the snipers line of sight with his own body*
No... shooty!

Rolled 50 (1d100)

>>54731926
WHERE IS IT ?

>>54731926
>she snifs the air and smirks
The tasty ones are here...
>she watches the shot miss Matthias
Do keep your head down. I'll be back!
>she runs to the treeline, putting a captains rank on her helmet after she arrives

>>54731926
Oh this is great
>Goes inside the transport

>>54731993
i think you forgot your name tag

Rolled 2 - 1 (1d20 - 1)

>>54731951
>Having failed to kill either of its targets. The sniper would begin moving to a better spot, taking a pot shot at >>54731964. -1 for movement

Rolled 59 + 5 (1d100 + 5)

>>54731998
>Survey's the are to find the attackers
Why can't this ever be easy...or without violence

Rolled 1, 16 = 17 (2d20)

>The Kasrkins would aim to the general direction of the snipers
>8 men, 2 dice

Rolled 36 - 5 (1d100 - 5)

>>54731993
Don't you dare, Rias'! That's an order!
(Also, what treeline? We're in a desert.

>>54732021
>He would attempt to see where the shots were coming from.

>>54732021
>the man retreats further into the lander
NOPE NOPE FUCK THIS NOISE

>>54732021
>Brezurakh scans the horizon with his fancy inbuilt scanners

>>54732010
fuck moble


>>54732053
>she dives in between several rocks
It's a desert so... theres very few firing locations... i could just run till i find them...

Rolled 73 (1d100)

>>54732021
>using the ship's aerial to boost his signal, the voxop attempts to communicate with command
First and Third C-Companies to Command, we're being attacked by an unknown sniper from *cough* the, uh...
>rolling to determine direction of shots

>>54732116
Honorable Sergeant, I found him, he's over there
>Points at his direction
And he's...
>Spits on the ground
And eldar
>>54732029

Rolled 12, 17 = 29 (2d20)

>>54732145
>as he points him out his cloak changes to the desert floor, firing two shoots at Han'zo

>>54732170
*brutus starts charging over in the general direction of the eldar*

Rolled 4, 8, 4 = 16 (3d20)

>>54732186
>a shurikn catapult turret raises from the ground and lets loose on him

Rolled 12 (1d20)

>>54732170
>Puts out a tablet and starts typing
Let's see how you knife ears like bugs
>Victor charger at the sniper

>>54732170
GYAAAH
I'M BADLY HIT

ENGAGE SELF DESTRUCTION OF THE SUIT
> he jump off his Stealthsuit, jumping on the ground
Wyvern this sniper is pinning us here i think we have to retreat to the ship

>>54732225
*brutus continues running*

>>54732248
If there's only one then fire everything at him till we hit...

>>54732297
He's right there!
>Points at the snipers position, at which Victor is currently flying at

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54732310
i won't let this man alive !
pull out his pulse-pistol

Rolled 2, 18 = 20 (2d20)

>>54732251
>he turns and quickly fires at the charging gen-guardsman

>>54732138
van Kleez! Move around the rocks, and try to flank the bastard! The rest of us will hold keep him focused away from you!

>>54732331
Everyone else! Open fire! Pin that bastard down!

Rolled 96 (1d100)

>>54732170
...from 022.5, t-target is camouflaged. Requesting *cough* aerial observation, over.
>a few minutes later, a spotter plane with a scanning array flies over the assailant's position, the coordinates beaming back to the sergeant
>the sergeant changes vox frequency, clicking over to the fire support channel
No.5 Mortars, this is First and Third, we need fire support on 6378 by 4523. Fire until orders, over.
>a distant rumble of mortars can be heard

>>54732331
Yes sir!
>the sergeant quickly moves position, trying to get a bead on the attacker.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>54732328
*brutus takes a serious wound to the chest, but nothing can slow his momentum*
*roll to smash the ranger fucks head in with a power hammer*

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54732353
Fuck, what a waste. Now with correct dice.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>54732344
>Spits
Victor, take it down!
>Giant beetle starts attacking the sniper

>>54732356
>The Eldar ranger. Far more nimble and than the bulky, unwieldy mix of Humana Nd Tyranid genes, would manage to evade the lbering swing of the hammer, and would pull out its pistol to finish the wounded beast off.
>>54732365
>>54732380
>However, the shot from van Kleez's rifle, mixed with the giant mutant bug attack, would quickly, gruesomely end his life.

Rolled 17 (1d20)

>>54732482
*roll to attack the corpse*

>>54732482
AH YES !
Now to the crash zone, i don't want to spend any more minute on this planet

>>54732482
Hmm, excellent...eldar scum
>Spits
What now?

Rolled 8, 18 = 26 (2d20)

>>54732482
>Rias came up and plucked a small red jewl from the corpse
Thank you...

>>54732482
>Knochenmus, despite being in immense pain as a Tech-priest deals with his damaged bionic arm would smile at the sight.

>"Mi'lord. I am afraid that the arm is badly damaged, and I lack the necessary parts to make repairs to it. We shall have to bring you back to orbit, before such repairs can be made.
>The old man would frown at the aspects words.

Very well....

>He would Vox Captain Wyvern.

Captain. I'm putting you incharge of the regiment's ground forces. It seems I'll be sitting out on this one.

>>54732509
Take his shit, duh.

>>54732549
>Matthias would walk up behind her, and would snatch the soulstone away.

I don't think so!
>He would Boop the top of her head.

You know the rules, Darling.

>>54732550
>He would activate the vox bead, and would listen in, as he keeps the stone from his wife.

I understand, Sir. I'll make you proud!

>>54732572
"Rules"?

>>54732572
Let.. Brutus... smash... rock?

>>54732572
we should go to the crash site before we got more

>>54732572
I vote for destroying it

>>54732586
>>54732594
>Matthias would quickly come up with something. Not having expected them so show up so quickly.

The rule about no alien artifacts. Such as these soulstones.

Leave them where you find them.

>He turns to his wife.

That includes you especially Lieutenant!

>>54732597
>Matthias would nod his head.

I'll converse with the other Company commanders, and see their stance on things.

>>54732594
>>54732601
These aliens are known for exacting harsh vengeance for any perceived slight, and these stones are very important to their culture. I say we leave it where it lies.

>>54732687
You know.... lot... about... elves...

>>54732634
With all my respect Sir We don't have the time, the Fire Code say that only good decision come from a safe environment and we are not safe here

>>54732694
And you look like the kind of person who knows a lot about tyranids.

>>54732687
I'am aware of that...noteldar
That's why I want it to happen
>>54732634
Shame, would fetch a nice price, yes.
Anyways honored captain, what's our next course of action?

>>54732709
...

>>54732716
We are already in an active warzone, there is no need to complicate things furthur.

>>54732634
Your orders, captain?

Rolled 76 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54732709
*brutus would begin to construct a fortress*

>>54732755
Fair enough
>He would narrow his three good eyes
Nice mask, looks like a harlequin

>>54732787
It is said to be able to frighten even daemons, in my homeworld's traditions.

>>54732755
>>54732718
>>54732716
>>54732708
We're moving out. Despite what's happened, our job remains the same. Locate the downed mechanicus vessel, and search for survivors.

We'll half of first company here to dig in, and protect the transports. Meanwhile, second and seventh companies will proceed towards the target zone.

If we're lucky. We won't run into anymore Eldar. If not, then we'll fight our way through them.

Do I make myself clear?

>>54732801
Suuure...
Anyways back to business
>>54732816
Of course, I'll stay here and set up a resupply shop in case this take some time

>>54732816
No...
What's a... mecha.. nicus?
Also... can you read...?
I need this... read
*shows message of the back of a pack of Lho sticks*

>>54732852
>Matthias would frown.
>How did he get stuck with these idiots again? He could have been stationed with a Praetorian regiment.

You'll need to have someone else do it.

Everyone! Let's move out!

>>54732909
>After making sure no one is looking, Brezurakh retrieves the spirit stone and hides it on his person

>>54732909
*brutus would madly sprint off towards where he thinks the mechanicus ship is*

>>54732909
>Matthias would clamber aboard the tread guards upon one of the Leman Russes.

Let's move it people! Quickly as we can! The less time we waste, the better!

>Within a few moments, the 15 Leman Russes of the 7th company would begin moving out.

>>54733003
>Following close behind, the battle bus would speed off for light support.
>with a new crewman: trooper sebustian.

>>54733003
*brutus would board the very same leman russ and stand on its roof, waving his hammer around and shouting about finding the "mecha knee cuss"

>>54733003
>Brezurakh climbs aboard

>the man would be hunched over within a Leman Russ, grunting every time it hits a bump
Coulda *grunt* taken some of the *grunt* staff cars *grunt* at least

>>54733059
Stop... crowding.... the tank... scary elf....

>>54733088
>A bus zooms by, with ten spaces open, and padded seating

>>54733088
>>54733062
>>54733059
>Matthias would sigh.
>"I'm surrounded by idiots...."

>>54733133
Mr boss... man...
Where do... bullets come from..?

>>54733164
>Without looking back at the xeno hybrid. He would speak.

Manufactorums.

>Up ahead would be the rocky gorge from whence the mechanicum vessel had crashed landed upon.

>>54733257
*brutus would suddenly jump off of the tank and run forward towards the gorge*

>>54733257
>through the combead system
Captain allow me to take some man and be set on a recon mission

>>54733278
*brutus would close in on the ship*

>>54733319
>Matthias would nod his head.

Permission granted.

>Is just sort of there. Existing.

>>54733430
Should we try hailing it on the vox?

Rolled 10 (1d20)

>>54733003
>she drags her husband onto her lap and hugs him
Their aiming for officers... stay down

>>54733430
thank you Sir
>would point his finger at >>54733444
and 3 other soldiers
you, you and you follow me, we're gonna do this Fire Warriors style

>>54733471

>Blinks and nods his head, making to follow.

>>54733416
*brutus would be on the outside of the ship, wondering where the entrance was*

>>54733468
>He would try and squirm out of her lap. Embaressed by such an action.

N-not here! Not infront of the men...

>He would grumble for a moment, before allowing her to continue.

...Damn you...

>>54733453
We tried that from orbit. The only coming from. That ship, Is a mostly scrambled signal.

We'll move in a little closer, before we leaving the vehicles to guard the entrance.

Rolled 35 (1d100)

>approach the crash zone with the recon squad

Pay attention, if something move i want you to tae cover immediately
i'll send my drone to make a first scan

>rolling to locate an entrance

>>54733586
>she pets his head gently
I advise we pull the vehicles inside if we must stay the night. Eldar enjoy hit and run at night.

Rolled 8 (1d20)

>>54733609
*brutus would attempt to smash his way through the hull with his power hammer, "Big Brutus"

>>54733483
are you new to the field kit inspection ? come join our discord !

>>54733639
Brutus, this hull is made to resist tremendous pression and damages let's take the door and you'll guard it okay ?

>>54733586
>a scope follows Matthias before he's dragged behind his wife
"...target on the move... following... over..."

Rolled 13 (1d20)

>>54733666
*brutus would yet again swing his hammer with all the force of a rupture cannon*

Rolled 82 (1d100)

>>54733609

>Following the Shas'ui, Las primed, silent and alert.

>rolls for spotting anything out of the ordinary.

>>54733647
please point me towards the location of the 'Discord' Vox-net.

>>54733619
>He would mutter under his breath.
... you're lucky I love you, or else i'd be giving you the lash for this...

*Cough!*

I'd rather we not have to spend the night here, but until we can gauge the status of the ship's crew. We're to assume the ship is under enemy control.

>Once the tank coln had reached the edge of the massive Explorator ship, Matthias would jump from his wife's grip.

Seventh company will stay here, and guard our exit. Third company will split up into two groups. Third and fourth platoons will stay here, and hold the line with the rest of 1st company. Everyone else will move in, and secure the ship in ten man squads!

>>54733752
https://discord.gg/UQ3feY

>>54733752
nice roll!
https://discord.gg/8e32gV
spot something unusual ?

I think the hangar door is here
>>54733771
permission to enter the ship ?

>>54733752
*as he scanned the room, an enraged Brutus would run past, furious that the ship was not breaking when he hit it*

>>54733771
Yay!!
>Rias and Luciena both bolt out towards the nearest airlock, hanger or hole in the ship

>>54733798

>Spots that the door is unlocked, and makes to open it, the door swinging outward.

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>54733917
*brutus charges forward, when reaching an interior wall attempting to smash straight through it*

>>54733917
>There are easily enough holes in the ship, to call it Swedsian cheese.

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>54733918
don't enter, we have to wait for the squad to acompagnate us
i'll send my drone if you're so eager to see what's inside
>roll for perception

>>54733982
*he would notice a large hole to the front of him, followed by another hole, and another. All likely caused by Brutus who had now charged a good 20 metres through the ship*

>>54733982

>Silently trains his Las on the entrance, waiting for something terrible to jump out.

Rolled 75 (1d100)

>>54733955
>the sergeant leads his ragtag squad into a breach
van Kleez to Captain, I can confirm that it's f-fuckin' dark in here, over.
>rolling for perception

>>54734029
>the man picks up the vox
Oh woah, Arkhan Land has come back from the dead to bestow us with more of his wisdom.

>>54734029
>>54733982
>Much of the ship appears to have been ripped to pieces by planetary gun fire. And signs of battle can be seen inside of it's halls. But other than the bodies of numerous Skittari warriors and Tech-priests. There are no signs of Eldar having commited this.

>>54734089
*brutus would stop to attempt to pursuade one of the dead skitarii to upgrade his hammer, but they refused to even answer him. Brutus continued on smashing through to the bridge of the ship*

>>54733955
Luciena to the bridge?
>they rush off with Luciena leading through the maze like corridors and shafts
"Dearest? can you go to the Vehicle bay? This vessel was an exploritor so it will have fancy tech. Maybe a new knight to replace a certain one... hmmmmmmmmMMMMMMMMM..."

>>54734109
>Upon arrival of what he thinks is the bridge. He would find the room beyond it to be the ship's only bathroom.
>It seems he went the wrong way.

Rolled 74 (1d100)

>>54734064
Truly the Omnissah shines on me today, asshole.

>>54734089
>he peers into the flarelight, before picking up the vox handset again
Uh, s-status update: shit's fucked, yo.
>he inspects the corpses, hoping to find a culprit

>>54734121
>Matthias would Vox them both simultaneously.

Don't even THINK about it, you two! I will end you both!

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>54734138
*brutus would take the moment to destroy everything in his general vicinity, before turning around to find the bridge*
*roll to find it*

>>54734158
>There are rather obvious signs of battle. But none of the bodies contain any hints of it having been an Eldar related attack.
>In most cases, the bodies are missing vast amounts of limbs, or contain massive holes the size of dinner plates, blown through their chests..

>>54734170
>He would find a room full of children servitors, wearing frilly dresses, and silver masks. Even the 'boys' would wear this.

>>54734158
Yeah, the Omnissiah sure shines on the guy wandering around the derelict death and tetanus infested ruins, instead of the guy inside the box with extra *deep inhale* THICK armor and bucket seats

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>54734220
*brutus would complain loudly and tell Matthias to stop being a faggot before trying to find the bridge once again*

>>54734252
>It would take him sometime before he eventually finds the bridge.
>So, if the three armed mutant fucker would kindly stop trying to find the bridge before everyone else did, this shit wouldn't keep happening.

>>54734168
"You murdered the girl's child!! Get her something"
>She stops at the Magos's room as Luciena and her try pulling the doors open

>>54734277
do we have a guy in red robe ?
i've heard something called the " Manifold" and it would be useful to see what's in there

>The Kasrkin squad would form up behind the 3rd company. Instead of las-guns, they were all equipped with plasma guns and Melta-guns.

>>54734293
I let her sleep in our room for over a week afterwards! Don't you start this with me! If you and her hadn't done things you shouldn't have, I wouldn't have had tomdo it!

Now keep quiet, and see if you can't find a survivor.

Rolled 38 + 10 (1d100 + 10)

>>54734277
*brutus would refuse, find the bridge and begin barricading it from the inside*
*roll for fortifications*

>>54734312

>Nods in agreement, and tilts his head towards the opening.

Rolled 49 (1d100)

>>54734199
...Yeah, there's some p-pretty mutilated guys here, maybe 12 inch holes in the chest area. Keep your eyes open, over.

>>54734222
Get in here, pussy - you're in the Regiment now, see? Gotta muck in with the rest of us.

>he makes his way towards the bridge, keeping an eye out for anything suspicious

>>54734335
"You MURDERED IT!!!"
*anger punches the door in*
Oh... Let's look around. should be small... like palm sized. The Magos would defiantly have it.

Rolled 41 (1d100)

>>54734353
okay, now let's go
>rolling for perception

>>54734404
You two murdered it, when you did that thing to it! Now shut up and look for survivors!

Rolled 94 (1d100)

>>54734404

>Fervently nods, falling in behind the Shas'ui,Las primed.

>roll for PER

>>54734423
Jesus man, quit shouting up in here, it's reverberating in my bones and gears and shit

Rolled 60 (1d100)

>>54734350
*in the bridge, Brutus would press every button he found in hopes of assisting his friends*
*roll for effect*

>>54734457
>almost screams at the sudden appearance of the conscript and Han'zo
Where did you two come from...
>Luciena is clamoring through the room

>>54734538

>shrugs.

>>54734538
we came from the hangar
what are we searching in this ship ?

>>54734496
>He would end up erasing 400 billion terrabytes of videos involving gears being turned.
>He would also delete something called "system 32000"
>He would also dislodge the warp core.

>>54734603
>>54734569
Go ask Luciena she's inside. I got something I need to do...
>she runs off towards the warp core

Rolled 86 (1d100)

>>54734605
*brutus would be happy that his contribution was doing lots to assist his friends and was pretty sure that as the warp was bad, dislodging the warp core must be fighting the forces of chaos*
*he would keep pressing shit*

>>54734644

>Stares after her, then looks towards Han'zo.

>>54734605
>>54734650
>he eventually finds the bridge, to be greeted with people mashing buttons and yelling at eachother
I see the s-search is going well? What are we meant to be *cough* lookin' for, anyway?

>>54734678
Shit that ain't fucked my man. Also one of those laptops with blueprints for toasters on them or whatever.

Rolled 66 (1d100)

>>54734678
We are... the only ones... here...
Help... me killl.... the warp core....
The warp is.... bad...
*button pressing intensifies*

>>54734650
>He just deleted 12 terrabytes of self help video entitled, as well as a turned on and then turned off, the power, as well as replied "cunt" to 170000 emails.
>He had also caused a big red button to flash on.

>>54734716
*brutus would understand this button to be the hammer-upgrade-er-machine, and subsequently push it with his hammer*

>>54734750
>A loud farting noise would echo throughout the ship.
>Why the hell did this button do that?
>There would however, be a big blue button flashing next to it.

>>54734775
*brutus would push it with his newly "upgraded" hammer*

>>54734701
Oh boy, glad I w-waded through 700 meters of dismembered corpses *wheeze* for that shit.

>>54734703
Uh, guess I can't f-fault that logic... Wait, kill the fucking what?

Rolled 77 (1d100)

>>54734800
Just.... press buttons
*button pressing intensifies*

Rolled 43 (1d100)

>>54734786
>A voice would echo throughout the ship.

>"Delivering power to xeno ruins beneath ship. Please hold."

>Pokes the corpse of a Skitarii.

>>54734827
You've got to be fuckin' k-kiddin' me.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>54734827
*realises his mistake, attempts to detonate the warp core instead*

>>54734666
Trooper? Can I get a hand in here? I think I found it.

>>54734899

>Wordlessly moves to aid the Magos.

>>54734851
It's good.... we can stop it.... just... press.... buttons... harder!....

>>54734919
>She points to a corpse of a large Magos clutching something
He locked his servos and I can't get them to budge

>>54734827
https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=N9-7uLg-DZU
>Deep beneath the planet's surface, power would begin the flow through large cables, and into ancient buildings and rooms, that had for over 60 million years, sat silent.
>Machines would begin turning, and moving, as power once more flows into them. Begin the process of waking up the uncountable metal bodies that had longings laid dormant.
>Factories and automatons, would begins slowly bringing the way catacomb city back online, and building new weapons for their creators.

Rolled 51 (1d100)

>>54735007

>Attempts to remove the Magos from the object.


>Roll for STR

>>54734860
>The warp core would be disconnected, remember. So that plan won't work.


>>54734943
>All auxillary power is being used to power something outside the ship.

Rolled 18 (1d100)

>>54735057
*from his grand control panel attempts to find a way below deck, into the catacombs themselves*

>>54735099
>The ship is positioned over an 2200+ meter deep gorge....
>You the elevator...
>The elevator is broken. This is what happens, when you buy parts from Chinese forge world.

Rolled 99 (1d100)

>spins on his chair within the Leman Russ, poking around for snacks or cool stuff

Rolled 81 (1d100)

>>54735154
*attempts to use the automated systems to move the warp core to the elevator*

>>54735026
>Over the Imperial vox channels, would come a loud, angry female voice.

>"NO~! YOU FOOLS! DO YOU KNOW, WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!?! YOU'VE DOOMED EVERY LAST ONE OF US!

>>54735208

>Grumbles about Whiny Eldar.

>>54735196
>The Warp drive has mysteriously been drained of energy.

>>54734644
>FOR SOME REASON!!!

>>54735208
>he quickly switches his voxcaster to the channel
Finally, someone who knows *cough* what the fuck is going on. C-Care to share?

>>54735052
Thank you.
>she pulls out a small chunky tablet and plugs herself into it
Oh my...

>>54735208
It's... allright... just tell me...
How do I upgrade... my hammer...
Also... where is all of the power?

>>54735208
AGAIN WITH THE SHOUTING HOLY FUCK STOP IT

>>54735259

>Frowns in concern. Raises an eyebrow.

>>54735193
>the man pulls a large ornate las pistol from within a small compartment
Neato

Rolled 48 (1d100)

>>54735230
*brutus would attempt to sever the power connection to the tomb world*

>>54735302
We did it!
>she jumps up and hugs the conscript, spinning him around
We gotta get back to the ship... We gotta go now!!

>>54735233
>>54735263
>>54735262
>"You humans, have just reactivated the Necron Tomb, beneath this planet! Now there is no easy way to stop them!"

>>54735364
Oh good...
So what's the... hard way...
you silly elf...?
Which button... is it...?

>>54735362

>nods wildly, and moves to leave with the Magos.

>>54735364
Well run em over! Were gonna BUSt all of them necronacs

>>54735364
...Well fuck. Pack your shit boys, w-we're leaving this planet.

>>54735364
Sir! Request p-permission to get the fuck outta here!

Rolled 54 (1d100)

>>54735463
No... I won't let... you leave...
*roll to seal the doors*
We must.... stop... terminator

Rolled 6, 3, 3, 4, 12 = 28 (5d20)

>>54735418
>As soon as he says this, blood covered, rotting hands would shoot up out of the ground, and would begin pulling themselves out.
>After a moment, dozens of gore covered skeletons would begin shambling rather quickly towards the ship, and the lines.
>This is followed along by hundreds of Necron infantry.
>The first three attacks would be attempts by dozens of flayed ones, to grabs and slaughter the occupants within the bus.
>The last two are the regular Necrons attamtping to open fire with gauss cannons.

>>54735230
"Sir! I got it! We must leave effective immediately. We go now or Rias takes me back to the ship."
>she walks quickly, a dendrite holding onto the conscript to keep him from getting lost

>>54735463
Even if we COULD leave, there is nowhere for us to run, Sergeant. Our ships are a mile and a half away from here, and are too badly damaged to go anywhere.

And we are leaving! How do you put this thing in reverse?

Rolled 20 (1d100)

>>54735521
Agreed...
*roll to detatch the engines*

>>54735491

>Eyes wide and Las primed, clings close to the Magos.

>>54735491
>Seeing that she has something in her hand, mixed with the time if he rvoice, would be all the information that Matthias needed to know she had lied.

Permission denied. We don't have any ship's to leave with anyways. And as you saw, the hangers are destoryed. We're stuck here until help can arrive.

Rolled 10 + 2 (1d20 + 2)

>>54735486
SHIIIIIIIIT!!!
>the bus hard reverses, opening up with both autocannons which would obviously have a bonus since necrons are slow, and proximity.

>>54735567
.....I am taking Rias to get out of here. We will get ships from orbit. I know There is a teleport homer set up by the regiment

Rolled 30 (1d100)

>>54735606
Stop... they hear us.... we must begin...
Radio... quiet...
*roll to scramble comms*

>>54735606
On the otherside of a thousand plus Necrons.
>He would pull his hell pistol on the Magos. Turning the safety off.

And deserters will be shot.