Viluf frowned, staring down at the muzzle flashes below, his eyes picking out the blasts and mentally counting them against the answering volley. "Not enough, it isn't going to be enough!" He began to growl low in his throat.
"If we could just get the Landspeeder low enough I could light up that tree line and relieve some of that pressure!" He stared around, looking for some way to help.
"Hell this damn bird has a gun right? Blast that tree line!"
" We have a dilemma brothers. This is the distraction we need to make planetfall and get started on the search. It may even be the sacrifice of the few soldiers to save worlds. But and it is a big but, the first hand reports are possibly still alive down there and we have precious few other clues to start with."
"What are we doing? It be long before we get targeted, brothers.", Dane says over the vox channel.
Freki looked over the scene unfolding. It was true that they had little to go by and that the IG would fall if they did not receive help but it was also true that this was not their mission anymore and that the IG were ready to die for the emperor in almost any battle. He looked at the scene and imagined up a few scenarios and how they would play out and it led mostly to one proper ending if they were to do this and keep the mission on task.
Freki hit the Vox channel "Permission for one of the Thunderhawks to take leave and offer some relief to the pitiful souls down there. Leader if this isn't stepping on your toes, take the mission critical and dig in safely while we try to save the fodder and pick up a bit of intel." he offered up as he looked over the scene.
Man the guns, we drop in behind and flank the kroot if there is any chance we can turn the tide. Patch me into the Outpost, tell them support is incoming. Pilot, pull us behind the Kroot advance, we can try to come in from behind. Fingers on the triggers marines, we go in hot, no speeders, repel the Outpost assault and regroup from there. We could do with some allies if we are to succeed on our mission, but we can not risk the main objective.
As the ship changes flight vectors and the wolves move restlessly, ready to satisfy their appetite for combat, Brother Stone tries to temper their emotions and instincts.
If there is a chance we can succeed we will engage, but if it is too late, then our main objective takes priority, these relics take priority, we are Deathwatch Marines and can not engage every target of oppurtunity, but we will be the Emperor's sword and those caught in the way will fall. Before this day is over we shall have our fill, be it here or there, do not doubt the xenos' resolve.
Stone gets the vox request from Bloodfang and replies:
Negative Bloodfang, we fly together, moving around into flanking position, I need intel on the ground, stick your nose out the window and get a sense of what's below, if you can see it, shoot it. We need to see what were facing before engaging. Fire at will, we drop on my orders.
Awareness Per (64) vs SS
I can not see much here, gunners, pilot, your my eyes, what can you see? I need ship auspex readings?he replies on open comms, hoping the team can look and provide more intel.
Viluf growled and moved to a view port, staring out, focusing with all his might to drown out the hum around him, marking numbers and positioning in his mind.
He begins to call out what, if anything, he can see in short clipped sentences, across com.
"We can't be too far from our drop point. We have Speeders and could get there by land. Those men might be invaluable to our effort. Give me a gun and let's get the f%~* in there!"
Ulf smiles and draws his bolter.
Einar watches the conflict below.
If only I had a sniper rifle, but if won't get us anywhere!
Tracking the xenos movements, Einar tries to identify leaders as prime targets to weaken morale and any heavy weapon positions. Also he tries to remember suitable battle plans from his experience and the sagas he has heard.
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But having never faced these Kroot before, he cannot place their completely alien battle structure and therefore cannot plan, so he readies his bolter to fire metal storm rounds and prepares to give battle.
Brand moves to an area where he can see a good view of the upcoming assault and readies his bolter. He begins to assist his Battle-Brother in calling out what he can see
The Kroot and Imperial forces seem to be swarming over one another killing each other with hate filled abandon. Beak, bayonet, rifle, and stick all seem to be used in equal measure.
Being that combat is so heavy little command structure is evident on either side.
Dane implies he can bring the Thunderhawk weapon systems to bear on the forces below, but they will reap without regard for enemy or ally. He also relays the fact he cannot bring the bird any lower than 15 meters due to the heavy canopy.
Ulf suggests, "We can jump off the Thunderhawk and the Kroot can break our fall."
Freki could only grin at Ulf's suggest "Yes, that is a find idea Blood Brother. Think of how shocking and disheartening it would be for the Kroot to see Space Wolves use them as cushions before slicing and killing those nearby with a savagery only we could offer." he said as he began to ready himself for such a tactic in case it was approved.
"Ah, fools game now. Even though I do crave for battle and want to fell the enemies of Emperor and Russ, we should focus on objective. Casualties are bound to happen and our mission is more important, which could decide fate of multiple lives in the future." getting frustrated but still preparing his weapon as Erik watches out from the window
"Well, we will do as you wish... leader. Time to get the gun smoking hot"
6 DoS
Viluf swore softly before growling over the vox channel. "Below us lies Imperial Guard Epsilon Outpost 420, under the command of Colonel Afton Hathe. It is from this Outpost that all of our information and picts are after coming from. Maybe they have more information, maybe they have more picts and know what the hell we are doing."
He slammed the belt feed in to the Heavy Bolter, clicking it in place before flicking through the fire selector, testing the reads.
Freki saw that there would be no ground pounding for present. Seeing that his brethern prepared their heavier weapons he switched over to one of the gunner seats.
"I say fire at will, the Emperor will sort out their deaths." he said his fingers eager over the trigger.
The pulse rounds have begun to transfer to the descending Thunderhawk. Dane breaks over the Vox channel again, "We can't take much more fire. There are grav chutes in the compartments near the drop doors. If you can't make a decision, I am going to make them for you. Collateral damage or not I am opening up."
Viluf dashed to the drop doors and pulled open the compartments, beginning to pull out Grav Chutes and tossing them to his pack. He passed out the packs before strapping on his own last, making sure the strapping was tight and everything was in place. He moved back from the drop door, ready to jump as soon as he got the green light.
Ulf grabs a grav chute and equips himself with it. "Ready!!!!"
Freki abandoned the gun seat and ran to the back. He wasn't sure what use a grav chute was gonna do with a jumppack on his back already but he grabbed it all the same.
Stone saw the wolves ready and eager to engage, he readied his jump pack, all he would need to descend safely, as he sees Bloodfang grab a grav shute he stops him and says :
Our jump packs allow us to safely descend from this height, follow me, we will be the first to drop and will secure the drop point, I need deveststors next, we're going in he says turning and Voxing the others and pilot.
Get ready to drop, Thunderhawks will provide air support but maintain a safe altitude until we turn the tide down below.
Stone moves to the exit and comms the pilot :
Bring us in at 30 meters we are dropping on your mark, wolves form up and we will rain down on the xenos, move towards the outpost, it must not be over run...Where is my Vox communique with the outpost command, they need to coordinate with us, keep trying to patch in is the last he says while he fires up his jump pack and links his armours machine spirits in harmony, waiting for the signal from the pilot to drop.
He listened to his leader on the vox and grinned. "Better keep up boys" he said as he listened for the signal, throwing the grav chute to the side for another. He grabbed both of his chainswords and made ready.
Viluf began to beat a steady rhythm on his chest with his free fist, pounding in time to his heartbeat. He grinned viciously, gripping the Heavy Bolter tight with one hand, keeping it immobile at his side.
The beat on his chest intensified as the thrum of the Thunderhawks engines increased. His head fell back and he howled loudly, readying himself to take that leap out of the hangar doors.
Grabbing a grav-chute, Einar prepares to jump, although still undecided if this is the right thing,he realises the value of clearing his mind and readies his pistol and chainsword, ready for the inevitable combat. Following brother Stone's orders, Einar takes his poition at the back.
Grapping his Grav Chute and equipping it Erik loaded his Heavy Bolter with the ammo line from his backpack. Driving the system through and preparing as the he felt the spirit of weapon warming up vicious smile appeared on his face.
"Time to get rain of blood"
"For Russ and the Allfather!!!"
Ulf readies his force sword and bolter.
Waiting quietly behind Viluf, Einar runs though his mental checks. All his gear is where he wants it, grav chute is attached and the prayers to the machine spirits in his armour and bolter have been said. As he listens to the patter of pulse rifle fire against the thunderhawk armour, Einar conjures images of the ice storms of Fenris in his head amd prepares to weather the storm.
"Dane, make sure there's enough Kroot to cushion our fall."