Raziel whipped his chainsword around to deflect one of the Hormagaunt attacks.
Unfortunately, his blade did not meet the scything talons in time to stop them.
Hormagaunt 1: pen 3
Hormagaunt 4: pen 3 Second swing: pen 3
Although the beasts' strikes hammered through the joints in the armor, they failed to do more than superficial scratches. Another bolt from beyond the melee strikes home on the devouring fiend.
Another round for the Salamander's bolter strikes straight and true. The round rips and tears through the beast's carapace detonating its warhead within. More flesh and chitin are splatter across the ground.
Round 1
Round 2
Brother Calculus lays down a semi automatic burst into the melee. The Marine's heightened skill and senses guide the rounds through the chaos of close combat. With one striking the beast and throwing it to the dirt, so ends the current engagement.
The world has gone silent once more, aside for creak and strain of metal, the whirl of the evening winds, and the distant scream. As you gather around the Bunker each of you has eyes on the bunker gaining the intelligence that your Assault Brother gained before.
Raziel stomped on the misshapen skull of one of the Hormagaunts he'd shredded with his chainsword. "Let that be a taste of things to come for your unholy kind," he said. Turning back to the bunker, Raziel gestured to the door. "So, brothers, shall we enter?"
Give me a moment, brothers. I will meet you inside.
Quintus crouches near the still corpse of one of the hormagaunts and begins to take a tissue sample.
Calculus looks at the security bunker.
Looking upon the Security bunker with a great armored door, the ferrocrete structure stands firm. The heavy bolter security position point out covering the surround area.
Solar will search the the area for evidence of occupation by the the magus or anyone else.
Brother Calculus' keen eyes and logic notice a panel that stands out from the rest of the bunker. Upon further inspection, the panel actually hides a security pad. The Son of the Gorgon punches in the Deathwatch override codes and the great armored door yawns wide to the Marines. Between the failing light that manages to enter the bunker and the Astartes auto senses, you are able to make out the mutilated corpses of the small security detachment that manned the bunker and the few members of the Munitions Administratium who made it to the relative safety of the bunker. To find any further information or details would require movement into the bunker and a more detailed search.
Solar will enter and begin to search the bunker
"Brother Techmarine, perhaps you can get the automated heavy bolters operational, so they may do the emperor's work once more."
Raziel moves to follow Brother Solar. "I am with you, Brother Solar. If these were slain inside, there are likely enemies further within," he said. He looks down at the corpses and makes the sign of the Aquila with his hands. "May your souls serve the Emperor well." He then helps Solar search the area.
Calculus moves into the bunker.
"Affirmative, Brother Solar."
As you step further within the bunker, a gaping lies in the center of room. Amidst the gore splattered gear and destroyed terminals, a screen flickers with life.
Brother Lanius stood outside next to the Apothecary, taking a few moments to commit the fight to memory, as many of his Raven brothers tended to do. Raziel's commitment to the fight may have been unwise against larger foes, but against these smaller creatures hardly mattered. Lanius was still adapting to the deathwatch, and the methods of the other chapters were foreign planets to him. He'd have to work on that.
"I have not fought these before." he said to the brother, tapping a gaunt skull with his foot. "You have."
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Brother Calculus quickly his way through firewalls and other security measures of the system and manages to draw a security report.
...Pyroclast-Gamma-9 Refining Facility...
Pict Relays: Inoperable
Vox Relays: Inoperable
Main Refiney: Security compromised- Defensive systems inoperative, multiple bulkhead breaches, no further information available.
Workers' Blockhouse: Full System Failure- Last file recording available (recording is a static filled screen with hideous screaming in the background which is suddenly silenced)
Comms Uplink: Security Nominal-Two Servitor units reporting area secure
......A small icon at the end of the report. The icon reveals that this security information has been recently accessed from another remote location...The locator is pointing toward the main refining facility
Calculus relays through vox the information he obtains to his battle brothers as soon as he has them.
"I suspect, Brother Solar, that our missing magos is in the main refining facility. Only one versed in the mysteries of the Mechanicum can access the security information contained here. On the other hand, I suspect that xenos infiltrators may still be in the Workers' Blockhouse."
Calculus tries to make an auspex scan of the entire facility, and this time he connects his MIU, looking for unusual energy patterns given off by tech-priest implants.
An error code responds as the bunker's sensors appear to have been damaged. The machine suggests further attempt could be made from the Comms Uplink station.
"Can you contact the magos through the same means that he remote connected to this machine?" Solar responds
"What of the heavy bolters and these security servitors? Can we get them all operational?"
"Unless there is evidence of loyal survivors, I don't feel we need to engage the enemy at the worker's blockhouse."
He turns to the blood angel
"Brother Raziel, let us see if we can find a way to collapse this hole"
"We should at least see if there is any wargear worth salvaging. I would enjoy slaying a few more Xenos scum before we leave here if it comes to that." Raziel shrugged. "But the mission is more important that that. I am no expert with demolitions, though. I do not know that I could close that hole without bringing the rest of the bunker down upon us."
The sample taken, his narthecium began to process a virulent toxin. Quintus knew from experience that the process would take around an hour.
He stood up and faced the younger Raven Guard. He chuckled darkly. Aye, Lanius. I have. You would do well not to underestimate them. Quintus eyed the Raven Guard's chosen weapon. You did well to bring a flamer. We will need it again before the day is done.
"Can you contact the magos through the same means that he remote connected to this machine?" Solar responds
"What of the heavy bolters and these security servitors? Can we get them all operational?"
"Unless there is evidence of loyal survivors, I don't feel we need to engage the enemy at the worker's blockhouse."He turns to the blood angel
"Brother Raziel, let us see if we can find a way to collapse this hole"
"I think the comms uplink may be are our best option of contacting the magos though the magos may be in the main refining facility so going to the comms uplink may just be a redundancy. The heavy bolters, on the other hand, are inoperative, while 2 servitors appear to be guarding the comms uplink."
"We only know that he was there Brother. I believe securing knowledge of where he is now is our best course of action. If we can openly communicate with him, that is even better. Knowledge is power Brother Calculus."
"N'Keln, can you scan the nearby facilities with your weapons scope. If there are signs of fighting then perhaps there are others that we can save from this doomed planet."
"If the tunnel leads far outside the wall of the bunker we could collapse it with grenades without fear of compromising the bunker. However, if something is lurking in there I'd rather have you with me Raziel..."
"I agree with you Brother Solar that Knowledge is Power. Will attempt to contact the magos, now."
Lanius watched the apothecary, and nodded solemnly at his words. Brother Quintus's wisdom and experience would prove vital in this mission. He knew also that the Ultramarines had more reason than many others to hate these Xenos, with the loss of their entire first company on Macragge.
"What makes them most dangerous?" he asked, tracking the conversations between his other comrades inside as well.
The cogigator sputters back an answer that the other party that accessed the security report is no longer connected. As your team continues to formulate a plan, a distant echo escapes from the tunnel. Small pebbles and dust begin to creep back into the gaping maw.
Solar will cover (overwatch) the hole ith his bolter anyway.
Calculus aims his bolter at the hole, while at the same time he looks at the auspex for signs of xenos.
Raziel holstered the hand flamer and drew his bolt pistol. A target large enough to make that hole was probably large enough for him to hit at close range with a bolter. "Good, a chance to show our quality rather than waste it on the vermin," he said, braced for battle with chainsword and pistol ready.
The Ultramarine gestured to the still smoking husk of a hormagaunt. "Everything about a Tyranid is dangerous. They are bred only for battle, with razor sharp claw, tooth, and acid blood. They come in countless hordes, ranging from blankets of ravenous worm-like creatures to monsters as massive and as deadly as a battle titan. They can come above, below, and behind with equal speed. They are never to be underestimated, Lanius. Even the small ones."