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Ludd screamed at the Inquisition forces as his men were slowly forced back, step after step. They would give them all they had or die trying Ludd thought. Ludd pulled out his auto-pistol and speared off some shots into the heathens, the recoil of the gun comforting in the madness. Then, as the waves of inquisition troops receeded to regroup, Ludd caught a glance of TGN surrounded by his retinue.

Lord Maverick re-sheathed his sword, and checked his kit. He was ready. He stepped forwards, pushed the doors open, and....

"Well, fuuuuck me sideways."

A massive chamber, perhaps six-hundred feet high, with a series of seating positions on raised platforms from a central platform, raised above their positions.

Maverick found himself on a walkway, connected to the central node, which the walkways to the smaller seats connected to, arranged in a semi-circle on the far side of the central node from the door. He was perhaps, a hundred feet up, and the room was lined with gilt and marbled features.

On the platforms were twelve figures. Some of them Tau, some of them Human, some of them from other races and creeds.

Seated in the centre was Shas'O Vera, shackled and bound, trapped in the chair.

And then he saw him, Commissar Nikev. Seated in the eleventh seat.

All the figures were looking at him now, he had clearly been seen.

"Well, gentlemen. I guess I had better explain myself."

Commissar Nikev furiously rose from his seat. "Lord Maverick? How did you get in?"

"Well, Commissar, perhaps you ought to look into better security."

"Damn you to hell, Heretic!"

"And likewise, you, Commissar. You know why I am here, and I have come alone."

"Well, Warmaster, I accept your challenge. But how do you plan to escape the facility if you succeed?"

"We'll focus on that afterwards."

And with that, Maverick drew his Phase Sword. It was time.

The 1st and 2nd Lupran Nordic landed softly behind the enemy bunker artillery line. Valkyries were useless for stealth, they simply parachuted in.
Commissar Solkan surveyed the massing of the troops from his higher level, and organized the regiments into the there respective battle groups,
codenamed 'Thor', 'Tyr' and 'Frey'. The scout party advanced with him as they crested the ridge, crawling toward the sounds of battle. The sight
was horrific, and slightly bizarre. Imperial Guard were thrusting their way backwards,firing as the forces of the Inquisition cornered them. Apparently
the Battle Sisters did not appreciate the way the heretics were conducting themselves, as they were specifically aiming for the pelvic area.

The fireline was formed along the ridge, facing into the maelstrom of flame and burning guardsmen. Solkan stood on the ridge and observed the enemy
commander wearing the stripes of a cadet commissar. He laughed a little. He drew his power axe and pointed towards the heretic line.
"Men of Lupra Nord, ready the line! On my word unleash Surt." There was a cocking of long las handles along the line as two hundred weapons were
loaded. "FIRE!"

Ludd growled into his vox "Feth you high command, I NEED SUPPORT!" His unit was pinned in the low gulley with TGN's inquisitorial forces and wolfborn's men of Lupra Nord on either side... Suddenly a great deep droning noise filled the air, Ludd's support had arrived. The manta was huge in it's aspect and completely covered the gulley in shade. The air was filled with the scent of ozone as the railguns and ionguns discharged their deadly payload and from the cargo bay, gunships, Devilfish APCs and battle-suits swept down in their elegant manner.

Solkan saw the Manta. His men saw the Manta. They cheered and began firing rockets at it. Solkan grinned and said three small words.
"For the EMPEROR!" There were now just under three thousand men standing behind him, ready for the charge. He shouted across to his
adjutant and the regimental musicians. "Start the pipes lads. 1st 2nd and 3rd prepare to advance!" The haunting sounds of uillean
pipes began to sound out across the valley, rising above the din of the Tau weapons. "Forward like the wolves of Ulrik!"

Ingore this.

Colonel General Crenshaw sat in Maverick's command chair.

"Commissar Ludd, this is High Command. You have our attentions at this time. Prepare for inbound thunderbolt strike at this time, over."

Ludd shuddered under the almighty recoil and splash back heat frim the flamer he had picked up from one of his dead flamethrower armed trooper. He looked to the skies, at last high command had come to his aid, the manta was gone but now, the thruster navy's pretigious thunderbolt fighters and marauder bombers filled the sky. Their engines screamed as they rained death down on the heathens.

Death from the skies, they couldn't manage. "TAKE COVER!" shouted Solkan as he dived into the indents on the other side of the ridge. Over three thousand men and women leapt into the tunnels, with acceptable casualties. They needed flak cover now. Solkan called up the nearest vox operator, a burly man by the name of Juyn. He sent out a distress call in code to all accepted Imperial channels.
"Foxhole this is Ferret we need flak cover in the vicinity now. Under heavy air bombardment requesting assistance. Other loyalist forces are in the valley over. TGN do what you can but get into cover dammit!"
Another message went across all space comms channels.
"This is Commissar Hjalmar Solkan of the Lupran Nordic regiment of the Imperial Guard. All listening up there we need support repeat we need support on ground and aerial level. All aid would be highly appreciated. I know your out there VPF, we need support."

***
Aboard the capital ship Vaulkaran Primary, the message was received by the alien coalition and Vilad laughed at the last bit. "Solkan needs a hand down there? We'll give him one. Launch all fighters both Eldar and Tau. Thaluia won't mind. Also send a beacon to the Wolfborn, he'll want in on this."

He only hoped that the Farseer really wouldn't mind, otherwise he was in for a world of hurt.

"All fighters launch and give me air support" TGN yelled into his vox as one of his initiates was thrown back by a las bolt " pentient engines and sister rapentia to the fore seraphim to the sky sisters cover us CHARGE!!!!" and his forces did they waded into the heretic forces killing and burning and slashing. and through the chaos TGN saw ludd and charged towards him ready to kill.

"this is thunderbolt two-three, preparing to strafe the formation, over."

Captain Begonds saw a figure dead ahead, and he took aim. firing with all his autocannons, he strafed the cloaked figure with his firepower, then dropped his wing clusterbombs on him.

And in that moment, The Glass Ninja, noble inquisitor and defender of loyalism, fell in battle, his soul sucked into the warp.

The Wolfborn felt the death of a loved Inquisitor. Wait was that even possible? Apparently so, cause he got more than a little pissed off.
The Sons of Steel sat in silence for a moment out of respect. Then they cheered and hollered to the skies. He had fallen in battle and was
even now being carried by the Valkyria to the icy shores of Fenris. Emperor rest his brave memory. They advanced up the ridge, over 150
marines of the sixth company, many armed with heavy weapons. They crouched down and waited. Then the beacon lit up on the Wolfborn's
locator. Lupran Nordic troops taking cover in the caverns beneath them. Thank the Allfather for that. They waited.

Then the sky was sent ablaze by thousands of tiny star points. Over four dozen fighter squadrons and twenty coalition landers. The
Vaulkarans had arrived. A rain of ion, shrapnel and las rounds smashed into the enemy fighter squadrons from above. The Metal Storm
would soon begin. The uillean pipes were still playiing under the hill.

Colonel General Crenshaw sat in his command suite.

"Fire the deathstrike missile batteries."

"Sir, ballistic contacts closing over the surface at approximately 200 knots ETA 2 minutes. They'll wipe us out sir." The vox carrier was so calm when he said that.

***
Farseer Arhain saw this event and screamed. "No! I forbid it!" She reached down to the valley with her mind and located the webway gates under the mountains.
She activated the shielding technology, covering the whole gulley in a grey sheet of energy. They were safe. Then she collapsed to the floor, unconscious.

Shas'O Vilad boarded the first Manta in sight and descended in his X26 Battlesuit. "Into the belly of the beast ... and out of the daemon's ass." he muttered to himself.

The deathstrike missiles pounded on the outside of the shield. The first few pounded off the psychic barrier, then the shield could take no more of the plasma warheads, and gave in. A lone deathstrike missile plunged into the massed ranks below.

"Frak!" The plasma swept across the ridge, killing a few dozen marines. The Guardsmen under the hill felt the impact and were flattened, but the strength of
the rock above prevented too much damage from the troops below. The Wolfborn hit the dirt, and swiftly fell unconscious. Shas'O Vilad watched this from the Manta
and was not best pleased. He contacted the fleet in orbit and gave them the suspected coordinates of General Crenshaws location. Then he spoke four small
dangerous words. "Give them a volley."

but from the blast crater rose TGN he had protected himself from harm using a shield much like the farseers but smaller " you FRAkhead pilots better get down here and help or ill turn you into admech servitors specialized in rectal examination"he shouted into his vox . He turned and surveyed the battle field it was good for him bad for ludd. "by the way anyone who felt me die it was just a psychic discharge"he said to his allies over the vox. (btw can i switch to my second leader if this one dies? ) He looked around close to himself but he was alone in a 5 meter crater he spotted a man trying to pelvic thrust " discharge must have liquefied his torso" he then ran back into the fight like an enraged titan.

"Sir the highest concentrations of thruster troops are gathered in that valley. Three loyalist armies are also still fighting there. What should we do?"
Shas'O Vilad surveyed the life signs on the field and grinned, showing teeth. "Give them a directed volley, precision orbital bombardment. Now target.
Ready and ... OPEN FIRE!" A shower of warheads plunged into the thruster positions destroying dozens of heretics. "Vaulkaran Primary open fire on all traitor ships now.
Cleanse them for Khaine and the Greater Good! Fire all batteries and give us scanner cover. I don't want anything attacking those troops on the ridge, got that?"

"ship Emperors dawn do you see the tau commander well teleport the Grey knights onto his head he just blew some of my sister rapentia to bits " said TGN into his ground to fleet vox channel.

"Issue an apology to TGN and raise void shields. Teleporters inbound, I can feel it." Farseer Arhain shouted to Vilad, waking quickly. "I'll redirect them to were the fighting is thickest. There they'll do some damage at least to the heretics."

Shas'O Vilad shuddered. That witch woman still scared the crap out of him.

" good job she did that " TGN thought to himself "their justicar was in terminator armor". he chopped through a cluster of of traitor guardsmen " send in the callidus and vidicare Get them to kill ludd " and fire at the enemy command base everything you've got everything " these were the orders given to the inquisitorial fleet "oh except the Exterminatus stuff save that for later"

OOC - does anyone else share the view that TGN and Fallen_Wolfborn are sorta taking this a little too far on the "OMFG I WANT TO WIN" side of things? xD

Maverick wrote:OOC - does anyone else share the view that TGN and Fallen_Wolfborn are sorta taking this a little too far on the "OMFG I WANT TO WIN" side of things? xD

haha, well it matters not, because technically you cannot kill someone's main character without the players sayso.....

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Maverick wrote:OOC - does anyone else share the view that TGN and Fallen_Wolfborn are sorta taking this a little too far on the "OMFG I WANT TO WIN" side of things? xD

haha, well it matters not, because technically you cannot kill someone's main character without the players sayso.....

I did not. The explosion did.

Maverick wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Maverick wrote:OOC - does anyone else share the view that TGN and Fallen_Wolfborn are sorta taking this a little too far on the "OMFG I WANT TO WIN" side of things? xD

haha, well it matters not, because technically you cannot kill someone's main character without the players sayso.....

I did not. The explosion did.

Damn these loopholes!!!

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Maverick wrote:I did not. The explosion did.

Damn these loopholes!!!

It would take a tactical genius to exploit a loophole that small...

MAVERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!

Maverick wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Maverick wrote:I did not. The explosion did.

Damn these loopholes!!!

It would take a tactical genius to exploit a loophole that small...

MAVERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!

fail

fallen_wolfborn wrote:

Maverick wrote:

Commissar NIkev wrote:

Maverick wrote:I did not. The explosion did.

Damn these loopholes!!!

It would take a tactical genius to exploit a loophole that small...

MAVERIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIICK!

EPIC WIN

Why, thank you!

OOC- Pfft. Ha ha. NOT.

Wolfborn opened his eyes and saw the bodies of dead battle brothers surrounding him. Nearly a quarter of the sixth company now lay wounded or dead.
Emperor save him. He'd been so damn foolish! He turned to the signaller assigned to them. He was no more than a bloody smear on the ground. Thank
the God Emperor for artificier armour. He rose to his feet and grabbed the voxcaster, which was thankfully still intact. Wearily he spoke to space level comms,
"To whoever pulled that stunt, you have my eternal gratitude. I know you better Arhain. Thank you." He dropped the vox and turned to his surviving brothers.
Raising the Rock of Ages to the sky, he roared; the Fenrisian geneseed awakening something animal inside him. The others roared back at him.
"My brothers advance to glory. For the Emperor, for vengeance and for METAL! CHARGE!!!" They sprinted over the ridge towards the battle line, the Inquisition forces
turning and cheering as they saw the wave of blade wielding Astartes coming towards them. The uillean pipes still played under the hill.

Ludd had only a few men left, they formed up a tight formation around him, tau and guardsmen alike. His small force was giving it everything they had but it was going to end soon.
Ludd activated the vox-speaker to adress his men one last time...
"Men of the thrust, our time has come. We have all struggled through many hardships and I can think of no force I would rather stand with at the end of all things. Remember the oath you took, the day you joined our cause. Hold that great day in your minds, remember our Lord and Master Vera, remember the great sacrifices he has made for you and me so that we might live, free of oppression. Let us show these heathens one last time how a true thruster fights and dies for his cause."
Ludd wiped the grime from his face, if this was the end, he wanted to be ready for it. He hoisted up his finely crafted sabre, it's elegant thrusting tip shining in the smoky air. He shoved a new clip into his auto-pistol, he was ready.
"Onwards men of the Thrust!"