Welcome to Calmora [OPEN/IC/Warhammer 40K/Imperial Guard]

[Revlona]

OOC
It is the 41st Millennium. For more than a hundred centuries the Emperor has sat immobile on the Golden Throne of Earth. He is the Master of mankind by the will of the gods, and master of a million worlds by the might of his inexhaustible armies. He is a rotting carcass writhing invisibly with power from the Dark Age of Technology. He is the Carrion Lord of the Imperium for whom a thousand souls are sacrificed every day, so that he may never truly die.

Yet even in his deathless state, the Emperor continues his eternal vigilance. Mighty battlefleets cross the daemon-infested miasma of the warp, the only route between distant stars, their way lit by the Astronomican, the psychic manifestation of the Emperor's will. Vast armies give battle in his name on uncounted worlds. Greatest amongst his soldiers are the Adeptus Astartes, the Space Marines, bio-engineered super-warriors. Their comrades in arms are legion: the Imperial Guard and countless planetary defence forces, the ever vigilant Inquisition and the tech-priests of the Adeptus Mechanicus to name only a few. But for all their multitudes, they are barely enough to hold off the ever-present threat from aliens, heretics, mutants - and worse.

To be a man in such times is to be one amongst untold billions. It is to live in the cruelest and most bloody regime imaginable. These are the tales of those times. Forget the power of technology and science, for so much has been forgotten, never to be re-learned. Forget the promise of progress and understanding, for in the grim dark future there is only war. There is no peace amongst the stars, only an eternity of carnage and slaughter, and the laughter of thirsting gods.

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987.M41
Welcome to Hell, otherwise known as Calmora.
An endless war splits this former Agri World.

It all started when an Orc Space Hulk came out of warp over Calmora, bringing with them and endless horde of the vile beasts.
The Local PDF gave up trying to defend the entire planet, and instead withdrew to the Capital and a nearby Promethium Mine.
They battled on for several months, slowly losing ground, and when all seemed lost and morale was about to break, they looked to the sky to see the space hulk fleeing into the warp.
And in its place, where hundreds of dropships of the Imperial Guard.
A hearty cheer was heard throughout the city, there salvation had come in the form of Lasguns and Baneblades.

Welcome to Calmora, a hellhole in the middle of nowhere, you are an Imperial Guardsman sent to Reaffirm his Majestys hold on this planet infested by orcs.

Guard Regiments-
327th Cadian Mechanized
457th Valhallan Mechanized
298th Cadian Infantry
213th Paragon Infantry
1st Almora Mechanized
27th Paragon Armored
3rd Palmora Artillery
9th Galhoran Armored
2nd Comapny, 1st Paragon Super-Heavy armor Regiment (2 Baneblades, 1 Shadowsword, 1 Hellhammer)

[Revlona]

The Dropships Rumbled through the near Terran atmosphere of Calmora, the men of the Cadian 298th and the Cadian 327th Rumbled through the atmosphere.

They where the spear-tip, the initial landing force that would reinforce the bloodied PDF forces holding off the orc horde.

In the First dropship of the 298th Commissar Savarian Tylin undid the straps holding him in and proceeded to go around and talk to several of the guardsmen who where seated around him. This would be the Regiments first combat drop in 7 years so many of the soldiers had never experienced it.

The sight of the Commissar talking to the common soldiers inspired the men, Savarian learned early not to rule his men through fear, but rather to inspire them through camaraderie.

Standing up to where all the soldiers in the dropship could see him, he spoke through the vox, not knowing that he wasn't speaking to just that dropship, but his words where being heard by every person in both regiments.

"Men and women of the Imperium (The 298th being a mixed regiment), the Xenos bellow on this world kill and slaughter our brothers and sisters in arms, they fight for there savage gods against he who is mighty. We must do the Duty trusted to us as Imperial Guardsmen and throw these scum from the world. Remember, you are loyal Guardsmen in service to the Emperor, Only in death does duty end." He said

"Only In Death Does Duty End" The Men echoed back at him

"30 Seconds" The Pilots voice said in all there ears

Strapping himself back down, he said one more thing into the vox.

"The Emperor protects, may those that fall today join him in glory"

[Tethys 13]

Grug looked down at the Commissar standing in the middle of the dropship. Grug hadn't wanted to go in the dropship, and without proper seating for an Ogryn they'd been forced to strap Grug to a wall with the supplies, which definitely did not make Grug happy. Grug had orders to protect the little Commissar, and had been told that if Grug did his job well he would get more shiny medals. Grug watched the Commissar stumble as he tried to stand imposingly in a dropship hurtling through a planet's atmosphere, and wondered how Grug was supposed to protect the Commissar from getting flung into a wall with a broken neck. Grug shifted uncomfortably, freeing up his arms. If the Commissar didn't sit back down and strap himself in before they hit real turbulence, Grug decided he would have to try to catch him. Grug suppressed a sigh of relief when the Commissar returned fo his seat, then forgot what he'd been thinking about. Grug looked down at the shiny medals on his vest, idly playing with a small disc which showed a skull stamped over an "I" symbol. Grug had no memories of how he had been given it, but it was his favourite.

[Ameriganastan]

"Then there was my great-grandfather, Lestrial. Took down a Great Unclean One single-handed. I mean, he ordered about 15 waves of soldiers to soften him up. But he did the important part of killing him. He let me polish the medal he got for that one sometimes. Real honor. Then there was grandfather Grandiel..."

Some Guardsman looked like death would be a welcome respite from the blowhard they were seated next to. 6 feet of windbag and mustache who had been regaling them with his 'vaunted' family history all trip. The fact most stories ended with them ordering whole platoons to their deaths so they could get the final blow in wasn't exactly warming them up to him.

"And finally there's me. I'm sure you've heard of the famed Lieutenant Israfiel Polullis. The burner of Xeno's. Hero of the ambush in the Valhallan Wastes..."

The ambush was thwarted when he scrambled to a high point and detonated the ice below their feet. Wiping out the attacking Xenos and the platoon he was leading. He'd gotten 3 medals for that one.

"So fear not. You all may perish today, but your names will live on in the great legacy of the Polullis family. It's an honor, really. Oh, I forgot about uncle Trastun..."

[Chronodosia]

Platoon Sergeant John Fulguris
Transport drop ship for 1st Platoon, 2nd Company, Cadian 327 Mechanized
5 minutes to drop

Platoon Sergeant John Fulguris looks around the drop ship and says, " Ok 1st Platoon, You are the best of second company of the Cadian 327th Mechanized. If you have been apart of this platoon for some time you know I don't do grand inspiring speeches like officers but that I expect you to fight your best to the very end For the Emperor. Now get ready to mount up and get ready to be dropped into combat at the first opportunity. Chimera crews get everything ready now."

As the men and women of 1st Platoon, 2nd Company, Cadian 327th ready the chimera's and themselves for combat, John kneels down next to his command chimera and pulls the necklace out from under his armor. This necklace is a pendent of the Aquila. As he is kneeling John begins to pray to the God Emperor. When the pilot announces 30 Seconds over the vox caster inside his Command Chimera, John stands up, slipping the Aquila back underneath his armor, and yells out, "Alright 30 Seconds mount up quick. Only when we are dead and by the side of our Emperor does our duty to the Imperium end. We fight for the Emperor on this day and every day that follows."

As he talks he gets in the chimera and then grabs the lever to shut the door for the command chimera. As he pulls it he yells, "FOR THE EMPEROR. HE PROTECTS US."

The hatch closes as john turns around and looks at his command squad and he nods to his Commander and says, "Sir."

The Lieutenant nods his head and checks the safety on his Laspistol. John sits down and check his Kantrael MG 'Short' Lasrifle as he awaits whatever shall happen on the ground.

[Andsed]

Corporal Gonzalo Maurer
Gonzalo sat on the drop ship as the approached the surface of Calmora. They were going to fight against the orcs who had attacked the planet. Now while some might be afraid and tense when going into something like this Gonzalo beside a few concerns was very relaxed. He saw the Commissar walking around talking to the other troops. Now while this was kind of cheesy it did help to make Gonzalo feel slightly better about going in to a war zone. He turned to the man next to him a good friend of his. Gonzalo leaned over and said.


"You ready to kill some of these green skinned bastards?" The man looked at him chuckled saying,

"Hell yeah bet I can kill more than you." Gonzalo said.

"Year right dude I will take out at least 70" The other man gave him a skeptical look before looking down to check his weapon and Gonzalo did the same.

[Revlona]

They could hear the sounds of the Orc bolters made against the dropships.

Overeager, the Orcs had started firing way out of effective range, there primitive bolters not having the needed force to penetrate the armor protecting the men inside.

Most of the Guardsmen had begun to prepare for a hard landing, and had tightened their straps.

Miraculously, when the Dropship did touch down, it was a smooth gentle landing.

The Guardsmen could thank their comrades in the PDF for it, as they has fought tooth and nail to keep this particular star port from falling, losing thousands of men in the process.

Quickly unstrapping him self, Savarian rushed to where to dropship's great big door was preparing to open, allowing the Chimeras to leave before the men did.

One of the Guardsmen went and cut the Ogryn down from the wall.

When the Chimera accompanying them was out, Savarian lead his men out the Dropship.

Assesing the surrounding area, he noticed that the walls of the Star port where under heavy assault, and dispatched 3rd Company to reinforce the PDF at the Walls.

Along with that he began the establishment of the Operating base in the Star Base, Sending 2nd Company to Reinforce the entrances.

[Tethys 13]

Grug almost ran down the ramp after he'd been cut free, and took a deep lungful of only marginally polluted air. Grug grinned happily, finally out of the claustrophobic dropship, looking around the wide and most importantly open starport. Grug heard his Commissar saying something, and lumbered up behind him. Looking the way the Commissar was pointing, Grug saw green shapes swarming onto the distant walls. Grug had fought the greenies before, and had a lot of fun doing it. Grug chuckled, and checked the ammo load on his gun, then looked back at the supplies being carried from the dropship. Grug couldn't count higher than twenty (and getting over ten would require the removal of his socks, something the Commissar had expressly forbidden in his presence), but he was still pretty sure - if these greenies were like the other greenies he'd fought, they'd need a lot more ammo.

[Chronodosia]

Platoon Sergeant John Fulguris
Transport drop ship for 1st Platoon, 2nd Company, Cadian 327 Mechanized
Drop zone

After the drop ships doors open the Chimera of the Cadian 327th mechanized 2nd company 1st platoon roll out and form up in a defensive position close to the drop ships.

The Lieutenant asks, "Platoon Sergeant, are all our squads patched into our Platoon Vox channel?"

John responds, "Yes sir. Would you like me to issue the move order?"

The Lieutenant nods and John turns to the wall mounted Vox-bead and after turning it on says into it, "All squads check in and move to the entrance under heaviest attack. Chimera Crews be prepared to fire and punch maneuvers."

Twenty affirmatives echo from the vox and John turns to the pilot and says, "Go to the heaviest attack."

The pilot nods and puts the chimera into gear and begins to drive to the south Entrance, leading the entire 1st Platoon towards the most active and heaviest fighting. After three minutes the sounds of combat begin to get louder and John turns to the Vox-bead and says, "All squads prepare to disembark and enter combat. Crews back us up. On my mark," he pauses and looks to the driver who nods and says calmly, "Mark."

As soon as he finishes speaking he jumps out the back hatch of the chimera along with the rest of the platoon command Squad and begins opening fire on the nearest orks with the 10 other squads in 1st Platoon and he yells out, "Focus Fire as a Team."

As one the well drilled and effective force of humanity that was not eight feet tall began systematically targeting any orks. Several Ork squads noticed the newly arrived Guardsmen and yell out, "Morr Hummies ta pla wit."

Those Ork squads return a heavy but inaccurate volume of fire. Though the return fire was very inaccurate it still killed 20 guards men. Half of three squads and three from a fourth along with the Imperial Priest in the platoon command squad and the Lieutenant who had just exited the chimera to take part in the battle. John shouts, "Target the Orks firing on us. Take cover using the Chimeras."

As the platoon takes cover and returns effective fire eventually killing the orks firing at them. after a few more minutes of fighting the Orks withdraw from combat. John yells out as he turns around and seeds the headless Lieutenant, "Dammit. Everyone Gather your dead so that they can have a proper funeral. Until such a time as command puts a new lieutenant in charge I am taking command of all platoon operations for the foreseeable future. Once all bodies are rounded up mount up."

As John finishes he bends down and picks the Lieutenant up and pulls his body into the chimera and says, "Driver return to the drop ships with the others."

The driver nods and says, "yes sir."

[Revlona]

Savarian Glared as the 327th retreated from the main Entrance of the star port.

He also noticed that while they retreated, the PDF still stood there ground.

If he was the Commissar of the 327th he would have the leader of that platoon shot for cowardice.

Motioning forward he began to move forward with a company of the 298th towards the main entrance where the PDF had setup ramshackle barricades.

Charging forward, the men of the 298th reinforced the PDF, setting up heavy bolters and manning the heavy autoguns where there PDF gunners lay dead.

[Andsed]

Corporal Gonzalo Maurer
Gonzalo ran forward with the 3rd company towards the wall to help the PDF. He glanced at the main entrance and saw the 327th begin to pull back while the PDF fought and died bravely. This disgusted and kind of angered but he could not do anything about it. So he kept moving to the wall.

After he and the rest of 3rd company made it to the wall and he with the rest of the men opened fire. One of the PDF gunners using one of the heavy autoguns was shot and killed next to him. Gonzalo saluted the man and grabbed the heavy auto gun and opened fire.

[Isapito]

Marius lead up the sentinels who spread out into three squadrons of three that swung into to reinforce the 327th's right flank and began to edge round to fall in close behind the PDF. Marius lead the middle squadron of armour sentinels forward with the two squadrons of scout sentinels to either side of his, they were in a loose formation, moving so as to take as much cover as possible behind the wrecks of chimeras, rubble and moving low into shell holes.
"Supressing fire ordered Marius" And aimed his auto cannon at chest height towards the xenos scum.
He felt the sentinel shake slightly as his gun racked the first line of orks, sweeping his fire along a section of their line cutting them down or forcing them into cover. He was joined by other guns from his platoon, two of each of the squadrons were also armed with autocannons providing a considerable amount of anti-infantry fire power. The third sentinel in each of the squadrons were armed with lascannons and they, currently lacking a suitable target, held back. A little behind the rest of their comrades, hunkering down further in cover, they waited in reserve for ork armour or walkers. He felt a grin cross his face as his weapon tore limbs and bloody chunks from the damnable orks as he swept he fire across the orks again. He glanced down at the PDF troops, he was doing he best to cover them at the moment but he wasn't sure how long it would last, someone either had to rally those sections of the 327th who were falling back or start a fighting retreat back to the main buildings of the space port to save them before they were overrun.

[Tethys 13]

Grug reached the barricades ahead of the Commissar, and met the first Ork as it crashed through them from the other side. It was a hulking brute, the Boss of a small tribe, who had fought on half a dozen worlds and had the helmets of Space Marines hung as trophies around its waist. In its right hand it held a huge gun, and its left had been replaced by a massive energised claw. It had been that claw that had torn a hole in the barricade, and as the Ork raised its head to roar at the defenders, the barrel of Grug's Ripper Gun smashed its tusks as it was rammed into its mouth, and a moment later the back of the Ork's head blew out as Grug pulled the trigger. More Orks were pulling themselves over the barricades now, and Grug laughed as he grabbed one by the throat, tossed it to the ground, and crushed its skull beneath his boot, all the while firing his Ripper Gun one-handed into the mob. A metal slug ricocheted from his armour and another punched shallowly into the meat of his arm, and Grug looked up to see an Ork Loota sweeping a Deffgun across the defenders' lines, PDF, guardsmen and Orks alike being torn apart by the heavy fire. Snatching up a fallen Choppa, Grug hurled it at the Loota, who only spotted it an instant before it split its skull. Now, Grug thought, this is fun.

[Ameriganastan]

"Fry you Xeno bastards! HAHAHA!"

Israfiel shoved a few Guardsman out of the way so he could get a clean look at the wall of Orks.

"BURN!"

He lit up Ash-Bringer and started spraying at the enemy forces with a reckless stream of fire. It was best to stay out of his way no matter whose side you were on.

"GET UP HERE AND FIGHT YOU COWARDS! IF I WAS THE COMMISSAR I'D SHOOT YOU MYSELF!"

[Isapito]

"Ha ha BURN you bastards" Laughed Marius as the first ranks of the green tide were bathed in flames.
The some parts barricade itself began to burn, temporarily creating a barrier that held back the xenos. There was no way he was firing into that melee behind the barricades though, there would be no way to stop his shots through ripping through at least as many humans as it did orks and most likely ripe a whole in the barricades behind it.
"Aim high boys and don't let yourself get caught up in that shit show on the ground, we need to keep shooting"
He kept trying to fire into the xenos over the barricades and sweeping above the heads of the imperials to catch the orks as they came up over the barricades. Then swapping his vox over to the higher channel he said
"This is Sarg- Lieutenant Pascar what fire support is available? We need close in ordinance I am ready to call in corrections"

[Union Princes]

Guardsman Satlz Grad

3rd Company, 2nd Platoon, 2nd Squad

Saltz, like the rest of 3rd company, took up the responsiblity of holding the wall and laying down fire upon the marauding Orks. He grown used to seeing a sea of green and this fight was no different to previous engagments in the past. Already, Saltz crouched behind the wall for cover while he reload and when he peeked above the wall, he saw this: while some of the dumber Orks were charging and shooting mindlessly into the breach, the smarter ones, no doubt the leaders of the green mobs, were sturggling and interfereing with one another to gather enough armor and firepower to breach the wall.

Saltz could already see those Orks armed with what looked like flamers and rocket launchers while being accompanied with Killa Kans, Trukks, and Battlewagons. But time was with the Emperor as the armoured vehicles were dispeased in number and ways off while the shouting of orders from the ork bosses were drowned by the chaos of the battlefield.

Emperor, guide my steady hand... thought Saltz as he readied his aim for a headshot on a charging Ork, With faces that big, its impossible to miss.

The veteran Guardsman quickly scanned the horizon for an armoured assault from the Orks. There were, but thankfully not concentrated. The Ork vehicles were smothering ruins whenever they got to close to the Imperial positions. A few crazier Orks drove their Trukks at ramming speed hoping the run through the barricades only to flip over as they ran over too many of their own comrades.

But the green tide continue to crash down upon the Imperial Guard and the PDF as the combat grew thicker and closer together.

"Permission to use the Grenade Launcher?!" shouted Saltz to his squad sergeant.

"Permission granted!" came a roaring reply.

Saltz then swapped his lazgun for his Grenade Launcher and quickly spotted a target area for most damage. A few dozen Burna Boyz and Kommandos were quickly advancing followed by even more Ork Boyz Mobs. Saltz took aim and fired his entire clip worth of frag and krak grenades. The effect was a gorey mess of limbs, bullets, and fire as the sharpnel punctured a few tanks.

He immediantly duck for cover to reload. Its gonna take a lot more than that to beat them back.

[Chronodosia]

Platoon Sergeant John Fulguris
Command Chimera for 1st Platoon, 2nd Company, Cadian 327 Mechanized
Spaceport

Far enough away from all the fighting that the platoon wouldn't be wiped out but close enough to contain threats if needed, the Platoon stopped and John turned to the chimera vox operator and said, "Have everyone patch up and then move us to circle the biggest push of the greenskins. We need to flank them and take their attention off of the other units embroiled in the fight. Mechanized Infantry squads are not good for a static fight we need to hit them and move away only to hit them again from a different side. Once everyone one is ready we will begin our attack. Open the firing ports and order the Squads to fire through at any greenskins they see. Just drive around them in a line shooting the greenskins but not out fellow guardsmen."

The vox operator nods and relays his orders and John sets up.

After John sees a giant conflagration flare up he nods and says, "Now go go go."

The driver drives and starts semi circling around the breach allowing the gunner and the guardsmen to fire at will into the greenskins. The armor of the Chimera's are chipped away slowly as the gunners and guardmen reap a toll on the greenskins and only loose two turrets and four guardsmen total from for different squads when the gunners run out of ammo.

[Xah]

Corporal Liza Masaeva
Kasrkin Squad Delta
Valkyrie Airborne Assault Carrier High Jinx
Low Orbit above Calmora

Liza checked and double checked her grav-chute before checking and double checking the chute of the kasrkin in front of her. "Call it!" came the shout from the back of the line from Sergeant Dasov.

The equipment check confirmations came up the line, from those nearest the doors to the back.
"P1, locked and ready."
"P2, locked and ready."
Each and every member of the squad announced their readiness, all the way up to Liza.
"C1, locked and ready." She called, listening to the calls as they ran behind her. In moments, every voice had confirmed.

"This is Squad Delta. Clear and free for drop." Dasov said into his mic. There was a moments pause, then came the unmistakable feeling of free-fall as the High Jinx detached from the orbiting ship and used its thrusters to move down towards the planet below. Liza closed her eyes, reciting the Litany Of The Emperor's Grace under her breath; this was the worst part of it all. Whilst other parts of a mission might be more risky or dangerous, the feeling of helplessness as the Valkyrie fell towards the drop-zone was almost unbearable. Thankfully, it was never for long, and quickly forgotten.

Barely twenty minutes after the initial drop, a feeling of gravity returned as the craft thrusted forwards and turned from a falling dart to a proper aircraft once more.

"Two minutes to jump." Came an announcement from the cockpit. "Weapons hot, expect incoming fire and counter-measures." The craft started to bounce; from hitting turbulence or avoiding weapon fire, Liza couldn't tell.

"One minute to jump." Liza checked the read-outs on her helmet HUD and weapon, satisfied everything was functioning correctly. There was a loud 'bang' and the craft jerked violently to one side. "Taking heavy fire," the pilot said over the intercom. "Incoming enemy fighters as well. Suggest you jump now."

"Roger that," Dasov replied. "Opening doors." He hit a switch on the wall and the rear of the Valkyrie began to lower. A sudden rush of air entered the compartment and Liza could smell cordite, ozone and the unmistakable odour of smoke. "Okay people, go, go go!" Dasov shouted as the door stopped, and one by one, the Kasrkin moved forwards and jumped out the craft. Liza gripped the handles and pushed herself out, spinning onto her back. The High Jinx moved away quickly and she watched in shock as an even faster streak, trailing smoke, arced in and hit the aircraft, causing it to explode, followed by the hellish sound of an Ork Fighta-Bomba screaming past up above. Shaking her head, Liza pushed the thoughts of who might have still been on board and concentrated on getting down safely.

She could see other members of her squad around her; the blue flares from their grav-chutes visible as they gathered around their LZ, all the while falling. She counted twelve, from a potential total of sixteen, but there might be more behind her or further up. The ground below was coming up fast; a checkerboard of fields and buildings, scored and messed by the orkish occupation. Her chute flared briefly as the ground approached and she dropped onto the ground with barely a thump, running to ease off the excess motion. Glancing around, she saw no immediate hostiles and jogged over to where her squad was gathering.

"Sound off," she said to the group. All but three replied back, but one of those three was Sergeant Dasov.

"Where's the sergeant, corp?" Came a question. "Did the Jinx get hit?"

"Seems like it," Liza replied to collective groans. Dasov was popular and capable, his loss was bad. "We're a fair bit away from our intended LZ and the AA guns we were supposed to take out." She checked her map on the HUD. "We still have a mission to do, so let's do it."

The squad nodded and shucked their grav-chutes, triggering the mechanisms that turned them into useless chunks of metal and ditching them into a pile. Weapons were readided and the thirteen Kasrkin jogged off towards their target.

[Sub Sector Protractis]

Glennus, Capital of Sub-Sector Protractis; Strategic augury station.

"You're sure of this report?" asked Evon, the Steward of House Tsagos, "A spacehulk this close to the sector is likly to alert other Greekskin tribes in the region. Several regiments of Imperial Guard have mustered agsinst this force but should they fail or be forced off the planet there will be an Ork incursion a mere parsec from The Sector's outer boundary. I doubt the Departmento Munitorum will allow us to take Guard Units meant for the Tithe to confront the Green skins, and many of the Houses will not want to risk their own house troops since the Tithe is being collected."

"We are quite sure Lord, although I wish we weren't, our internal estimates are not a optimistic as the Segmentum command's. They are insistent that the space hulk will not return, and if so the Current Guard forces should be able to deal with this threat with 87.6% certainty but they will most likely be rendered combat ineffective for a least 32 months. Therefore, should the Hulk return once this horde is removed, we doubt they will be able to keep the planet or take lost ground a second time. The numbers are worse if the Hulk returns mid fighting to contest orbital control, somewhere in the ball park of 38 to 42 percent with critical casualties that may result in regimental liquidation." spoke an adept of the House's command staff


"And my brother insists on gathering an expedition, to what end?" asked Evon.

"The Grand Prior merely lamented at the Lord Regent and the Court's unwillingness to commit house troops, he is of the opinion that if this Ork force gains steam war will come directly to our space and will inflict terrible damage." the Adept replied.

"Where is he now?" clipped Evon

Checking a data slate for notes the Adept said, "My Lord he is presently meeting with represetitives of both the Crimson Sanctors and Dragons of Targus Chapters about possible support in preventing this crisis. Thus far reports indicate they are hesitant."

"What of the House Troops he has mustered, Several thousands have been put on alert and there is already a Regimental Combat Team staged to embark on the Terraum Ruptor and its' escorts." asked Evon

"The Grand Prior stated that such a force was to be a ceremonial host and bodyguard on an 'Interstellar meditative voyage' if I remember the terminology he used correctly." the adept finished

"A Meditative Voyage....Only my brother would use such an excuse, and this Route plan seems to indicate he will be very close to the Calmora system."

[Revlona]

Breach 1

After heavy fighting, resulting in mass Ork casualties and limited PDF and Guard casualties.

The Greenskins fall back out of range, freeing up reinforcements for the other two entrances.

Breach 2

The PDF and Guard forces are forced back to the secondary barricade and heavy casualties mount on both sides.

Main Entrance

The Fighting has stalled, both sides suffer medium amounts of casualties and are still within firing range, potshots being taken by both sides.

Marius

A voice in Marius's ear responds, "That is a Negative Lieutenant, all air forces are currently engaging Xeno fighters, and enemy AA is too heavy now that they know we are here"

[Chronodosia]

Platoon Sergeant John Fulguris
Command Chimera for 1st Platoon, 2nd Company, Cadian 327 Mechanized
Spaceport

Noticing that the newest breach has had its Defenders forced back to secondary defensive positions, John orders the command squad along with squad two, squad three, and squad four to pull out of the movement to keep the green skins hemmed in at the main entrance and to move to the second breach. Receiving three affirmative's and on your lead's John orders the driver to return to the drop point for resupply of ammunition and then to form into a arrowhead formation and drive past the secondary defensive lines and park to provide cover for the squads within. The driver nods and begins to do as ordered. After the turrets are reloaded and extra ammunition is provided the chimera form up into a arrowhead formation and begin to drive toward the lines.

As they arrive within range the turrets begin firing. As they pass the defensive lines fire from the lines increases for the few seconds required for the chimers to stop and release their squads. As John exits the chimera at a sprint he yells out, "Cadian 327th Use your chimera's as cover from the greenskins. Then lay down fire. This is out tactic until the lines are up to us in totality."

As the command squad covers behind the chimera he turns to the former body guard of the former lieutenant and says, "I need you to run to the secondary defensive lines while we cover you for you to relay my plan to them. My plan it this we will cover the advance of the lines to our chimera's wherein we will pull ahead another 15 meters and repeat but the advance of the lines with be in sections to increase our rate of suppressive fire to cover for the next section. try to stay behind the chimeras bulk as best you can."

As the guardsmen nods and sets himself up to sprint from his position behind the chimera to the secondary defensive lines. As John gets ready to pop around the side to fire on the greenskins he yells, "Cadian 327th suppressive fire in five seconds."

After the five seconds pass everyone bursts into motion popping into view and firing as fast but as accurate as they can at the greenskins. The greenskins seep taken aback and return fire is sporadic but continuing to grow as those that fire at the Cadian 327th get gunned down after several seconds.

[Xah]

Corporal Liza Masaeva
Kasrkin Squad Delta
Near the spaceport

The night-vision goggles built into the Kasrkin's helmets gave the squad a distinct advantage over the orks and they'd avoided three potential ambushes in the last few kilometres thanks to the greenskins, who Liza suspected were Kommandos, giving themselves away rather easily. The fourth one was less of an ambush and more of a surprised stumbling over a small encampment. A couple dozen orks were cooking something unrecognisable over a fire and would have been visible for quite the distance, but they'd made their camp in a hollow in the ground and the lightening skies had concealed the glow until the last moment. The firefight was short and vicious; the over-powered hellguns of the Kasrkin cutting the orks down with relative ease, backed up by Liza's plasma gun and the flamer carried by Jethro. Liza's main concern that the fight would attract some attention, but it seemed all the orks in the area were concentrated by the spaceport where all the good fighting was.

However, they'd suffered one more casualty; an ork everyone thought was dead had suddenly risen from the pile of bodies and used its choppa to virtually slice poor Private Iainside into two vertically before a well placed hotshot round took off its head. They were now down to twelve, but thankfully had plenty ammo and explosives.

The AA guns that had been their primary target were just up ahead and Liza surveyed the position using her binoculars. "It's not good," she said in a low voice to her squad. "I can make out at least forty orks, some of them nobz and a couple of warbuggies. Good news is that the AA seems to be a few flakkatrakks, so shouldn't be too hard to take out with grenades." She looked around. "If anyone has something important to share, now is the time; we're not all going to make it out of this, I'm sure. Just make sure you take down as many greenskins as you can and destroy those AA trucks. Without air support, that spaceport is vulnerable," she paused, but no one seemed gripped with the need to say anything inspiring. "Right then. Fire team one, take the right flank, fire team two, the left. My team will hold off until you begin your assault and have split their fire, then head down the middle, hopefully we can reach the AA and take it out. Keep out of close combat and aim for their heads. May the Emperor guide your aim and protect you."

The two fire teams headed off to their assigned positions and Liza waited, gripping her plasma gun tightly and reciting a litany under her breath. In her team was herself and three others; two with just hellguns, the other with the rapid-fire hellblaster volley gun, who could offer superior supporting fire. A few minutes passed and Liza was just about to start praying again when she heard the unmistakable sounds of lasgun fire, the roar of orks and rattle of shootas and sluggas. The briefest moment later and echoing sounds came from the other side of the ork camp and she smiled to herself; so far so good. As soon as she felt the attack was progressing well, she nodded to her team mates and stood up, leaping over their cover and running towards the AA guns ahead.

Only the Emperor knew if they were going to make it out of here alive.

[Tethys 13]

The fighting in the main entrance had stalled, and Grug was fed up of hiding below the tiny barricades. He was having to practically lie down. squirming forwards, he came face to face with an Ork corpse, and saw a Stikkbomb still clutched in its hand. Grug grinned. He had an idea, which didn't happen often, but was what had gotten him promoted to Bone'ead. Shuffling around the barricades, Grug gathered up a decent haul of explosives from the dead of both sides, putting them in a half-empty ammo sack. The PDF and guard backed away worriedly from the giant with a bag full of death. Last of all, Grug pulled the pin from one of his special issue Ogryn-pattern grenades, dropped it in the sack, closed it quickly, then stood and span like a hammer-thrower, releasing the sack and sending it soaring out over the Ork lines. A moment before impact, it detonated, the grenades and Stikkbombs setting off the ammunition in the bottom of the sack, scything through the Ork ranks. The patter of gunfire from the Ork lines abruptly ceased. They'd regroup before long, but for now, the main entrance was safe, and so was Grug's Commissar.

[Revlona]

Platoon Sergeant Fulguris

The Firepower from the chimeras aid the PDF and Guard forces who where pushed back, allowing them to retake the first barricade, though the fighting still rages heavily.

A Orc Shoota armed with a Rokkit Launcha scores a lucky hit on one of the Chimeras, causing in to go up in flames

Result: Breach 2 is successfully taken back, Medium casualties in the PDF forces, 1 Chimera destroyed with the entire crew dead

Corporal Liza Masaeva

Both fire teams manage to draw many of the orks to them successfully causing a distraction.

Liza's team successfully make it to the AA guns, planting the explosives they take them all out, but one of the Flakkatrakks unexpectedly turns it's weapons down and rakes the fire team, taking out several of the fire team before being destroyed.

Result: AA taken out, Imperium gets more of an edge in the air war, Command Fire team Takes several casualties, Fire teams 1 and 2 take light casualties

Grug
(Good god you got a high roll)

Grug chucks the bag full of explosives into the mass of Orks, it lands on a small ammo dump and explodes, causing a massive blast killing near 60 of the Orks. The confused beasts are surprised by the blast and several of them get out of cover to get a good look at the mushroom cloud, allowing the Imperial forces to take them out. The Orks fall back out of range.

Result: Orks take massive Casualties and fall back from the main entrance

[Andsed]

Corporal Gonzalo Maurer
At Breach 1
As the orcs began to fall back from the breach Gonzalo turned and saw the situation. At the main entrance the orks were falling back and the orcs had been pushed back at breach 2. Seeing the continued fighting at breach 2 their sergeant ordered the squad to move to breach 2 and help reinforce it. Gonzalo grabbed his Lasgun and ran with the squad to breach 2.

After a few minutes of running they got to the position and with the men already fighting there engaged the orcs. During the fighting Gonzalo got a idea. He saw a Rokkit Launcha lying on the ground. He figured it was from a orc shoota that was killed when the orcs were pushed back. But he knew that alone would not make much of a difference but then he got a better idea. He grabbed multiple frag grenade and threw them near a couple of orc vehicles. He then fired the Rokkit Launcha at the grenades... Which missed horribly and hit a distance building. Gonzalo panicked and threw the Rokkit Launcha at an orc and ducked back into cover.