Cadian 1022nd Airborne Regiment
New Sedna, Kadash Station, 12th New Sedna PDF HQ
The young man had just set down the large backpack device on the table, scattering cards everywhere, when a rather angry looking Sergeant barreled down on him directly. Vanius cringed while the older man scolded him and pointed up towards the top of the building. Quickly gathering his things he escaped from sight along with a handful of troopers escaping the wrath of the NCO, claiming that they owed him money for the card game they interrupted. Peering out the window of the third floor, Galatia could see a small band of Orks charging right into the frontlines again, only to be torn apart by the heavy bolters. He found some real estate next to the already established communications personnel and began to raise headquarters and the rest of the 1022nd.
"Tell the Colonel we're up" ordered Vanius to one of the Guardsmen that accompanied him.
Lucius smiled as he finished his sentence to the incoming officer of the 112th Regiment. Just at that moment someone approached him from the rear, turning he saw it was a veteran sergeant of the 12th PDF Regiment that him and his men so graciously relieved. He studied the man up and down as he spoke, the true visage of a man who has seen a great many of battles. As the NCO pointed towards a tower just front of the headquarters, Lucius' eyes followed it. Colonel Felix nodded as one of his men exited the building and made a bee line towards the pairing of men.
The trooper saluted and spoke "sir, Corporal Galatia has got HQ and the rest of the regiment on Vox."
"Good, keep monitoring the frequencies, and Sergeant?" said Lucius, returning the salute and then turning towards the grizzly man, decorated with many awards, "please give my voxcaster the frequencies for your Regiment".
Commissar Remio exited the building, finished with his glorious speech in the name of the Emperor to find Lucius. The two of them, along with the sniper, who figured the tower was a better vantage point and a pair of plasma gun armed Gaurdsmen, made way towards the tower which held the PDF Regimental commander.
"Coming Colonel?" asked the Commissar over his shoulder as they left the area.
Brazenly, the group approached the tower, pocked with bullet holes and scorch marks from flamers. The two troopers remained at the base of the tower while the rest of the command squad, minus the voxcaster and a few men ascended the tower and opened the doors, revealing the officer and other assorted men inside, viewing the area. Instantly Felix's sniper moved towards a window, pushing a PDF trooper out of the way and resting his barrel against a desk, overlooking the area.
A single shot rang out, deafening those within the room. The bolt spewed forth from the barrel, its tail following from the long-las as it exited the room. It sailed ever closer to the air to its intended target some distance away, soon enough it implanted itself in an amalgamation of bone, skin and metal. The Ork Weirdboy slumped to the ground, a smoking hole in his head replacing the strange machinery it implanted there.
Lucius cleared his throat, making the other men in the room turn towards him. "I'm Colonel Lucius Felix" he began, as his sniper began to scan for more targets, "Commander of the Cadian 1022nd Airborne, I believe there is another Regiment outside as well, the 112th. I have a full company and a platoon of Sentinels here, I understand your pushing to rescue some of your men?"