Are you alone? If so, regroup with the nearest squad.

Assess damage.

Approximate location.

Roll scatter die, move 2D6" in that direction.

Get out of lake.

Shoot something... green.

>Squad Status: Unknown

You have dropped far off course. You are alone, and can only see the streaks of pods impacting over the crest of a hill a ways to the north.

>>5754427

Attempt to contact allies using vox (if it is working), then make way north.

>>5754383
Try out the Vox, might get a little bit of something. Otherwise, check the HUD and see where we fell and how far off we are from any points for rendezvous.

I THROW AWAY MY BOLTER AND PRAY TO KHORNE THAT THERE ARE ENEMIES NEARBY! I RUN HOWLNG INTO THE NIGHT!

>>5754415

And be sneaky about it.
As embarrassing as that is for a Space Marine, getting killed by a mob of gretchin has got to be worse.

Draw energy blaster and start fragging Stroggs.

Well, no, not really. We may as well assess the local surroundings and seek immediate cover.

>>5754446

Why enemies, specifically? Khorne cares not from whence the blood flows, only that it does.

Draw Bolter, begin walking towards my mission objective, whatever that might be. Also, what kind of Marine am I?

>>5754468

Judging by our equipment, either a Tactical or non-heavy weapon wielding Devastator.

But it doesn't matter, we still need to find allies.

>>5754462

Because if you worship Khorne everyone is an enemy.
Silly.

>>5754415
>SM_scatter.exe
>HIT (No scatter)

>>5754441
>Your attempts to radio your brothers are met with nothing but static. The Machine Spirit within your suit of Power Armour is being difficult, today

>>5754443
>You discern you're roughly two -something- meters from where you're supposed to be. Though, your HUD Radar is somewhat malfunctioning. You're getting numbers that vary from 2 to 20000.

>Input Command...

>>5754427
Go to that hill, as fast as possible.

>>5754424
"Hello, I'm an innocent plant. I- OHGODWHYAREYOUSHOOTINGATMEBLARG

>>5754496
Head towards the drop pod, check for survivors.

>>5754449

>sneaky about it

>power armor the size of four brick shithouses stacked together

>>5754496
Alright, adopt defensive tactics and move out to the north to link up with our Battle Brothers. Make sure to stay quiet and low, we don't want to be overwhelmed by the Greenskins.

>>5754521
Sup, Yahtzee

>>5754533

D'OH BUSTED

Although given the fact that we're apparently up against Orcs, stealth in gigantic power armor isn't entirely out of the question. WAAAAAAAUGH and all that.

>>5754496

Head towards the north, where we saw the drop-pod streaks.

Also, chant the Catechism of the Iron Soul to pacify our machine spirit. Rub that spot just under the left pauldron like he like it, slowly. Kiss the mouth piece, with your tongue. Tell it you'll give it a full waxing when you get back to base.

>>5754557

This post went from making perfect sense to being mildly disturbing in a matter of two sentences.
I'm impressed.

>>5754557
I like this idea. Let's try to pacify the machine spirit while legging it good and proper.

>>5754557
>Your attempts at Tech-Heresy have been noted.

>Defensive tactics
>Get to that hill, get to the pod.

You move with purpose, ensuring your wargear is secured and move with sweeping motions towards the hill. It takes some time to safely secure the path leading towards it, but you manage to get up the hill at a respectable pace, for a tactical advance. Looking down, you see the ruins of the pod you rode in, the fractured hulk shattered and broken. You see two panels moving, with two small blips on your HUD winking, and the battered bodies of your fellow brothers lie strewn about.

>On the ground:
>Squad's Heavy Weapon (Heavy Bolter)
>Squad Special Weapon (Flamer)
>Boltguns

>Input Command...

>>5754557

Stay away from our women!

>>5754649

Shoot foot.

>>5754649
Check the condition of our Brothers. If the situation is as bad as it looks, we will have to administer the Emperor's Mercy. In any case, take the flamer if we can carry it along with the bolter and as many grenades and extra clips of ammo as we can hold.

>>5754698

Twice.

Man, this guy's forehead is unhappy.

>>5754649
Check the status of our squad mates. If they're too injured to be moved, leave enough weaponry and ammo behind to ensure they are not defenseless. Move on with any survivors to your next objective.

Check morale...

2d6
over 8 move to my board edge.
under 8 take a moment to shoot or run.

wait for next turn

>Check the condition of our Brothers

You pick through the bodies, finding no survivors of your squad until you reach the moving panels on the Drop Pod. Slinging your bolter, you assist a trapped brother and wrench the panel free. It's another Tactical Marine.
The other blip is another story. You look beneath the fallen engine of the pod to find your Squad Sergeant. The engine must have fired as it collapsed, as he is missing the lower half of his body, and only black scorch marks remain.

"So... Brothers... Are you all... *cough* that remain?"

You nod your head as the other marine takes his place beside you. You kneel to aid your Sergeant, but he waves his hand to dismiss you.

"No, *cough* Brother. Let the Emperor claim me when ... He wishes to."

He pushes himself to his side, pulling from the dirt his Chainsword.

"This isn't... Per Codex Astartes... But I grant you... the rank of Sergeant, Brother." He offers the Chainsword to you, hilt first.

You take the blade from him as he relaxes against the ground.

"This world... Is calm."

With those words, you see the small blip of your Sergeant's insignia flicker out of sight from your HUD. He is now with the Emperor.

>Wargear:
>Chainsword
>Bolter
>Bolt Pistol
>Flamer
>Frag and Krak Grenades
>Power Armour

Your squad mate looks to you.
"Your orders?"

>Input Command...

>>5754833

"Shoot me in the foot"

"We make for the rendezvous point, post haste. Move fast, call out targets via short range vox. If we run into trouble we hit the enemy hard and keep moving.

GO!"

>>5754833
Have our brother check his HUD and vox, see if he can get in touch with the other squads or find the rendezvous points. For wargear: take the chainsword and boltpistol for sidearm use, stick to the bolter itself for now. Have our brother stick to his bolter with the flamer as a backup/option.

In any case, we're probably going to need to link up with the rest of our Chapter that dropped in and the local PDF.

Have the remaining battle brother grab the heavy bolter, take any remaining gear that we can comfortably carry, and then head off in the direction of the PDFs position.

>>5754833
Pick up the flamer and give the the Heavy Bolter to your squad mate. Distribute remaining ammunition and supplies. Review our objectives and try to find out how off course the drop pod landed.

Afterwards, if this is possible, booby trap the pod with spare grenades and promethium tanks. Any tampering with the pod sets them off but leave a sign that is obvious to an Astartes.

>>5754833

Macgyver up a trap by pulling the pins from a few grenades then placing them under the dead bodies so they hold down the lever. If someone moves a body, BOOM!

Oh, and harvest their geneseed first. That's a must.

Also, most orks cannot read Gothic, so write the words BOOBY TRAP on any rigged bodies, so other marines/PDF won't get themselves killed, but orks still will.

>>5754978

Also, remove the firing pins from any weapons we leave here, so no Orks can use them.

>>5755026

They are Orks.
I'm not sure that will work.

>>5755026

They believe the guns work, taking out the pins won't do shit.

Put explosives in them.

>Have our brother check his HUD and vox

"Vox Caster Operational, Sir. My Auspex registers us 1700 meters from the determined drop point."

You stow your weapons and move to the fallen brother with the heavy bolter. It takes a bit of time to work the backpack of ammunition off of his body.

"Brother, take up the Heavy Bolter and radio our fellow Astartes. Let them know we're alive."

A tap against his ear piece is all it takes for the communication to be sent. He drops his bolter to heft the pack onto his body. You assist him and strap him in place, lifting the bolter for him.

>Your squad is now Slow and Purposeful.

>You attempt to rig up a trap on the Drop Pod, leaving a message scrawled in High Gothic to warn you Brothers.

>A closer inspection of the drop pod panels reveals a small armoury for Sergeants. You may choose a Combi-Weapon or Storm Bolter, if desired, or keep the Bolter, Flamer, and Bolt Pistol, but one must be left behind.

>>5755053

This. Booby trap that shit but good, as swiftly as is feasible.

Leave the flamer and bolt pistol, take a combi-melta and storm bolter.

>>5755097
>>5755137

Find an armless Xenos pack mule and make it carry what you would have left behind in case you need it.

>>5755097
Exchange our Bolter for a combi-plasma.

>>5755160
Armless you say?

>>5755097
Exchange your bolter for a combi-melta. Move out to the next drop site, keeping awares of your surroundings. Stick to cover.

>>5755137

I have no idea what all these weapons do, I just vaguely remember that melta-bombs kill tanks. We want a combination of anti-personnel weaponry and anti-tank power, if at all possible.

>>5755187

Too cute, and human.

>>5755187
Scracth the previous weapon loadouts. Leave behind the flamer and combi-weapon, take this.

>>5755191
>Combi-weapon:
>Bolter+
>Flamer, Plasmagun or Meltagun
>Bolter can be reloaded
>Additional Weapon has 1 shot

>>5755200

A fantastic club, at any rate.

>>5755200
>Don't tempt the OP.
>He'll fucking do it, bitches.

>>5755191
I don't if we're going to agree on the specifics but this is true. We have a chainsword already, so how about storm bolter, combi-plasma and combi-melta? The heavy bolter can act as long range support while we take point and we can switch to the chainsword easily enough.

>>5755191
Combi-weapons are a normal bolter with the ability to use a special weapons fire mode once. So a combi-melta can act as a melta gun once. You can have combi-melta, plasma, and flamer. A storm bolter is a larger bolt pistol that fires two shots instead of the pistols one.

>>5755213

Ah, thank you sir. In that case I'd reccomend the combi-portion be an anti-tank weapon, since tanks are usually fewer in number then Orks going WAAAAAUGH!

>>5755214
Confers a willpower or leadership bonus, I'm sure.

>>5755223
Do it. I DARE you.

Get Combi-melta, leave behind bolter.

(Hurrrr dis boltar does both)

>>5755223

That threat alone just made this the best quest thread ever.

>>5755242
>OP will seriously fucking write her in.

>OP will allow a vote on the subject.

>>5755263

But no Khorne conversions?

CHOOO CHOOO! RAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAILROAD!!!!

>>5755294
>one person wanting Khorne path
>no one else wants it
>BAWWWWW OP IS RAILROADAN

>>5755263

I vote no.

>>5755263
Consider this your first yes.

>>5755314

>Wargear:
>Combi-melta
>Flamer
>Chainsword

>Accept?

>>5755244

Percisely, we should definitely ditch a bolter. And the bolt pistol, if the storm bolter does the same thing only better.

So, Combi-melta, flamer, storm bolter is my suggestion. OP will probably choose for us sooner or later; I'm okay with that.

>>5755263
Chainsword
Storm Bolter
Combi-Plasma
Combi-Melta

My vote is also to not inexplicably run into an armless animu girl.

>>5755263
No, that's dumb.

>>5755326

>>5755326
Sounds good.

Just remember, ditching the pistol removes the bonus attack from having 2 CCW. You would get one attack only.

>>5755326

Most certainly accepted.

>>5755263

No.

>>5755352
Good point, and we also have grenades to flush foes out of cover. Let's drop the flamer for the bolt pistol then.

>>5755352

Maximizing our attacks is important given our low numbers, but if we get into CQC with inferior numbers we might just be screwed anyways. Let's focus on maintaining a high level of standoff firepower.

>>5755372 here. I'm a faggot. Do what this man says:

>>5755369

Flamer is short-ranged, I assume, and I just described why that's not the best idea for us.

The plan is to stay at a distance and harass with the heavy bolter and the combi-weapon's bolter fire mode. Hit and fade you know. Sticking with this. >>5755334

>Wargear:
>Combi-melta
>Bolt Pistol
>Chainsword

>Accepted

You arm yourself and rig the trap, moving with your squad mate away from the drop pod. You have a lot of ground to cover to get to the drop point.

"Sir, my Auspex has detected another Imperial Line 600m North West of our position."

>Input Command...

>Also: Disable Slow and Purposeful to lose Relentless, gain normal movement, is an option.

>>5755466

Shoot squad mates in the feet, then shoot yourself in the foot. Blame it on a psyker.

Have we found Cultist yet?

>>5755505

Yes, but we were running low on food so we ate her arms.

>>5755523

Because someone had gotten to Abaddon's first.

>>5755466

Advance towards new Imperial line, since it's closer. Keep on moving cautiously, survival will probably depend on suppressing the enemy swiftly and harshly to prevent incoming fire until we can find suitable cover.

>>5755466
Let's advance to the Imperial line. Hopefully our other brothers are there already. If not, the PDF will likely need/want our support anyway. Keep up Slow and Purposeful. We want to move carefully so that we don't let Orks get the drop on us.

>>5755466
Stay vigilant and in cover. Scan local communication frequencies and relay to the nearby Imperial force that allied forces are approaching from the East.

>>5755505
>>5755523
>>5755536
>Rin is now a Cultist. Congratulations.

>Move at current pace, alert Imperial Line to our approach

Your squad mate notifies the PDF of your coming advance. He nods to you as he confirms that they received the communication. You start moving towards the north west, at your slow pace, sticking to what little cover you find in the lush green fields that surround you. You would swear it was a paradise world, had your briefing not told you otherwise.

You have no hostile contact, for now. However, 200m towards your destination, you hear an ear shattering whine. It's another drop pod! Diving for cover, the pod impacts only meters from where you both stood, throwing shrapnel everywhere. The pod is utterly destroyed from the looks of the impact. It must have take a hit, as yours did. You move to check if there are survivors, assuming them to have perished in the crash.

You could not be more wrong.

From the wreckage, a mighty dreadnought claws its way out.

"I HAVE AWOKEN."

The dreadnought scans the area and spots you, moving with purposeful speed as it closes the short distance.

"WHERE ARE THE FOES, BROTHER. HAVE I ARRIVED TOO LATE?"

"No, noble Dreadnought. Merely, we were knocked off course. We're moving to the nearest Imperial Line to regroup." You explain.

"LEAD, BROTHER, SO THAT I MAY CONTINUE TO SERVE."

>Dreadnought Wargear:
>Dreadnought Close Combat Weapon x2
>Heavy Flamer
>Storm Bolter

>Input Command...

>>5755772
Well....FUCK YEAR

>>5755772

Go back and load the weapons you left behind onto the dreadnought. He can hold the weight.

>>5755772
>Rin is now a Cultist. Congratulations.

Well, our course is clear. We must destroy the Heretic.

>>5755772
Continue as before, moving as stealthily as possible, although with the Dreadnought that might be a little hard. Maybe try to contact orbiting fleet assets and request any updated information on enemy and allied positions and activity.

>Rin is now a Cultist. Congratulations.
>Dreadnaught

You are a magnificent bastard, you know that?

Let the Dreadnaught take the lead; it's (his?) armor can laugh off much heavier firepower then ours can. Me and my battle brother will take up flanking positions with the Dread, ready to lay cover fire down on anything he- or it- spots.

We can pick up our pace a bit, since scuttling from cover to cover isn't as important. Not only will the Dread attract fire first, but keeping a low profile just flew out of the goddamn window.

>>5755797
>Retrieve the other wargear.
>From the booby trapped drop pod.
>200m in the opposite direction.

>>5755772
>Dreadnought
Well this is seriously awesome. Let's keep on ahead to the Imperial lines, with the Dreadnought taking point and the other marine and us watching the flanks and rear.

Still, what the hell is going on with the drop pods? Do the Orks have some orbital interceptor gun? Is something screwing up the battle barge's launch trajectories? Something is going wrong here.

>>5755825

You heard me bitch.

Besides, you know where the fucking booby traps are, if you fall for them you DESERVE to die.

>>5755819

Good point, the Dread probably has C3 assets superior to our own.

>>5755797

I bet you end every Fallout game with like sixty combat shotguns in the trunk, don't you?

>>5755842

It's less about the booby traps and more about the right naughty bitchslapping that Dreadnaught would give you for being a fuckwit.

>>5755835
>What is happening with the drop pods?

Your squad mate relays the inquiry to the imperial lines near you.

"Sir, we're getting word that there are no issues with drop pods being fired upon. There are malfunctions with your equipment, more than likely."

Your squad mate is troubled as the transmission cuts off.

You can't see where exactly it is coming from, but there are streaks of some sort of ordinance or orbital fire being exchanged.

>Input Command...

>>5755847

Gotta repair that badass one I got my hands on, don't I?

>>5755847
Not that guy, but yes, yes I do. If it's not nailed down, it's mine now and I'll be damned if someone else will have it.

Heck, in fallout 3 I cleared out the super-duper mart of everything. Even empty milk bottles and bent tin cans.

>Even empty milk bottles and bent tin cans.

HA! I know the feeling. Carrying around eighty frag grenades in Fallout 2 "just in case..." not to mention rocks.

>>5755893

Ask the Dreadnaught if he noticed what nailed his drop pod on the way in- hostile fire, or was it equipment malfunction?

>Ask the Dreadnaught if he noticed what nailed his drop pod on the way in.

"I WAS AWOKEN MOMENTS THE IMPACT, BROTHER. I KNOW NOT WHAT SHOOK MY VESSEL, BUT I AM ANGERED THAT IT DEVIATED MY COURSE."

You assume this means something hit his drop pod before it landed.

>Input Command...

>>5755983
>MOMENTS BEFORE THE IMPACT*

>>5755983
Approach the Guard lines cautiously. They aren't noticing anything when something is definitely wrong. There may well be more to worry about on this planet than merely Orks.

Keep moving towards the Imperial line. Let the Dreadnought take point.

>>5756035

... better idea. How do we know the people on the other end of that Vox link are really Imperials? Shit, we haven't seen a drop pod yet that WASN'T blasted on final approach.

It might be a very good idea to approach the Imperial line veeery slowly. If we can reach any other friendly units other then the one we're advancing towards to cross-check the story, it'd be handy.

>>5756079

And preferably check with a mirror before cresting that last rise.

>Go out to the track and run with Emi

>>5756084
I lol'd

>>5756035
>>5756039
You advance with caution as you now can spot the Imperial Outpost you had been receiving vox transmissions from. Your HUD winks into form once again as your Auspex regains functionality. You spot the entrances to the bunkers and trenches to be 20m away.


"FOR CHAOS!"

You hear what could be called a crack of thunder as red lights flare before your eyes, hitting the dreadnought.

"I AM CONFUSED BROTHER. WHY AM I BEING TICKLED."

The Dreadnought is soaking up tons of Las fire as you take cover behind him, as does your squad mate.

>Input Command...

>WHY AM I BEING TICKLED.
Ok I just imagined him yelling this.
I lol'd.

>>5756100
> COOCHY COOCHY COO, HERETIC. I SHALL ADMINISTER A RIGHTEOUS NOOKIE IN HIS NAME!

>>5756100
Have the Dreadnought and the Heavy Bolter marine return fire from cover. We advance to the side and take into account the number of hostiles and their equipment.

>>5756162
We being the ad-hoc sergeant.

>>5756100
Assess the situation! Who's where, and what can you shoot at?

>"I AM CONFUSED BROTHER. WHY AM I BEING TICKLED."

Epic lulz were had.

Well, the fuckers seem to like Chaos, so lets let them have some. Pop some frag grenades into those trenches and politely ask the Dreadnaught to apply satisfying amounts of force to the bunkers.

>>5756100
Oh boy, why did we have to be right about THIS.

Fall back to whatever cover is available. Try to use the heavy bolter to suppress, or at least force the damned heretics to keep their heads down long enough for you to disengage. Who knows what surprises they have waiting in store, and your brothers from the other pod are likely in great danger.

Also, tell grandpa Dread that it turns out these guys aren't our friends and that he should feel free to 'tickle back' with those guns of his.

>>5756100
I knew those fuckers had turned to chaos. It's time to see how they like a taste of heavy bolter fire.

>these guys aren't our friends and that he should feel free to 'tickle back' with those guns of his.

I can't wait to see just how the Dread phrases his statement of intent vis a vis returning tickles.

>>5756100

Using the dread for cover, check if there are any heretics with heavy weapons around and take them out first. Don't want the dread to get shredded by AP fire.

>>5756191
>>5756193

So- grenades in the trenches followed by suppressive fire as we disengage and seek nearby cover? Sounds like a plan.

Too bad we don't have smoke grenades.

>Heavy Bolters. Hose the fuckers.

Your squadmate swings around from behind the cover of the dreadnaught as the bolter revs to speed, spewing forth explosive rounds into the trenches.

"HERETICAL SCUM. YOU SHALL BE CL-" *WHAM*

The dreadnought's battle cry is cut short by a Lascannon blasting him in the chest. He's knocked on to his back, flailing his arms.

"WHAT WITCHCRAFT IS THIS?"

He's fine, but useless for now. You don't have the time to aid him. You quickly chuck a frag grenade towards the lines as you move with your Chainsword drawn, sprinting full tilt for the gap leading into the trench. Las shots ricochet off your armor as you dive and slide feet first into the trench, ducking for cover as you roll from your baseball slide. Your squad mate's moniker light is still blinking. He's withstanding the fire and returning in kind.

>Input Command...

>>5756256

I _said_ to look out for heavy weapons. Clear immediate area, take out lascannon, then support squadmate.

>>5755931
...20 teddy bears, arranged on my bed, including one giant one. Every baseball I could find, every pool ball I could find, arranged on the shelves. Nice armor stacked neatly. The chess set made of miniature alcohol bottles (all weighing the same as normal ones, much to my annoyance), and every pre-apocalypse and childhood memento I could get my hands on, arranged on my desk. Yeah...
>>5754383
For the record, Negi, you are legend.

>>5756256
We're in the trenches? Time to Fuck. Shit. Up.
Paint the earth with the heretical scum. And maybe try to prioritize anything that looks like it would cause substantial damage to our squad mate or the Dreadnought.

>>5756256
We're in a trench now right? Draw our bolt pistol and rev up our chainsword. At this range, we'll rely on our speed, armor and the fact that we're MOTHERFUCKING ASTARTES.

Sweep through the trenches, seeking out heavy weapons in particular. Have to give our Heavy Bolter marine some breathing room.

>"WHAT WITCHCRAFT IS THIS?"

Heh.

>Chainsword drawn, sprinting full tilt for the gap leading into the trench.

Excellent. Clearly, our course of action now shall be something along the lines of "flip out and kill." Prioritize silencing that bloody lascannon.

We've gotta fuck up that las-cannon. Make way through trench, hacking what we find into little bits.

>We're in the trenches? Time to Fuck. Shit. Up.
>we'll rely on our speed, armor and the fact that we're MOTHERFUCKING ASTARTES.
>flip out and kill.

Consensus vote agrees that Negi has achieved epic.

Eat Guardsmen.
Specifically, heading in the direction your squadmante is taking fire from. Chop them up while he's blasting them apart.

How is Rin supposed to play out this scene WITHOUT ARMS?

>>5756364
No arms?
Wait, is Rin actually Failbaddon?

>>5756364
She could be holding it in her mouth. Or with her feet.

>FUCK SHIT UP

You burst from your cover as the traitor guard turn with horror in their eyes as they see you charging towards them. Snapping of a shot with your pistol, your shot blows a hole in the chest of the nearest heretic, his flak armor worthless against the force of a Bolt Pistol shot. Your chainsword revs to speed and you begin your bloody slaughter, slowly cutting a bloody swath through the traitors. It takes a while, but you're able to reach the Lascannon as it cracks off another shot. You grip your chainsword in anger as you see the moniker light of your squadmate wink out of existance. Swinging the sword down, you sever the barrel of the weapon, turning your bolt pistol to bear, decapitating the two crewmen with a single shot each. You rip the sword free, turning back to the remaining traitors.

They stare at you as if they were looking at death itself. They may as well be.

You hear the whine of servos and the crack of the earth as you feel heat against your back. The dreadnought has righted itself.

>Input Command...

>>5756364
Like this.

rolled 2 = 2

>>5756416
It's probably pissed. Get the hell out of the way.

Place some righteous hurt on these damned heretic guard. Clear them out of those trenches and bunker. Show them what a consecrated chainsword and blessed bolt pistol (75 Caliber) can do to flak armor. For the Emperor!

>>5756416
So our mate went down? Emperor damn these traitors! Exact pain a thousandfold! Also, give the Dreadnought a wide berth so he can unleash some of his own righteous fury. And not step on you.

>>5756416
Vox the Dreadnought and tell him that the lascannon has been disabled. Confirm the passing of your squadmate. As you kill the traitors in front of you, leave your vox on so their screams are heard by the Dreadnought.

>>5756416
It could only have damage the sensitive sensor and communication gear of his helmet! We should check on our brother!

>you see the moniker light of your squadmate wink out of existance
Emperor damn it.
Avenge the death of your comrade!

>>5756427

>It's probably pissed. Get the hell out of the way.

THIS.

>Inform the Dreadnought of our squad mate's passing.

"Our Brother has fallen to the guns of these traitors, Dreadnought."

"THEIR DEATHS SHALL BE MERCILESS."

>Dreadnought has gained: Furious Charge

>Give the Dreadnought a wide berth

You take three steps directly sideways as the traitors all watch you with unflinching stares, utterly terrified. The ground almost shatters as the Dreadnought charges down into the trench, splitting the side supports and overhanging beams with his sheer size and momentum, promethium belching forth from under his wrist as he plows directly into the mass gathering, bloodily smashing and grinding the heretics in his claws and beneath his feet. Some try to run away. You move up to pick them off if your bolt pistol, cutting down a few who try to run passed you. The Dreadnought is satisfied with his destructive rampage as he finishes liquefying another traitor. There are none left. Only a handful managed to escape down into the connecting tunnels.


>Retribution level gained: +1 W, +1 A, +1 Ld

STATUS:

>WS: 4 BS: 4 S: 4 T: 4 W: 2 I: 4 A: 2 Ld: 9 Sv: 3+
>Wargear: Chainsword, Bolt Pistol, Combi-melta, Power Armour, Frag and Krak Grenades
>Input Command...

>>5756498

high-five dred

>>5756498

Attempt to locate working Vox equipment off the heretics bodies, in order to broadcast a warning transmission to any remaining loyalists in the area.

Preferably without revealing our position.

Scrounge up replacement grenades while we're at it.

THOSE WHO TURN FROM THE LIGHT OF THE EMPEROR SHALL NOT BE SUFFERED TO LIVE.

Give chase to the remnants

>>5756507

THIS. Or at least admire his fantastic asskicking.

going down the tunnel would be to risky their liable to regroup with more heretics,

can we find a mark of any particular chaos god on any of the cultists.

burn bodies of cultists so thier taint does not spread.

start heading for original drop point hopefully regroup with rest of allies

>>5756498
Recite a short prayer for the passing of our noble Brother. Use the now-functioning auspex to locate the location of the next drop pod. We will need to help the rest of our Brothers if the PDF has fallen to Chaos.

>>5756498
The dreadnought is probably too big to descend into the tunnels. If so, ask it to stand guard on the surface and to remain in contact. Reload and prepare to descend into the tunnels. There are still traitors to slay and information to be gleaned.

Before doing so, inform the dreadnought that the fallen marine will have a place on the Chapter's Archive of Honored Fallen. (Thread's been archived on suptg).

>>5756498
Check on our brother first! Not only may he not be dead (marines are tough bastards), but his geneseed, and gear may be recovered!

>>5756593
This. Brethren before heretics.

>Attempt to locate working Vox equipment off the heretics bodies

You find a small comms bunker a short ways into the tunnel. The traitors sealed their exit. You cannot pursue them. Inside is a standard IG Issue Vox Caster. You're able to radio to your fellow Astartes, telling them about what transpired. You're late to the party, as it would seem, they've already begun to attempt a resistance. They are being flanked on all sides by Orks and Traitor Guard, being dumped right into the thick of it. Your Battle Barge has moved to a safe distance, away from the orbital lasers, rendering support impossible.

You are the last remaining Space Marine to support your brothers, your misplaced drop probably being what saved you. In a rage, you slam the vox against the ground, breaking it. You step back to the trench.

>High Five/Congratulations to Dreadnought

"Quite impressive, Brother Dreadnought."

"MY NAME, IS IRATUS."

You acknowledge his name and add to your HUD:
>IRATUS: DREADNOUGHT

This outpost has a small vehicle hangar. There are a few Chimeras, and a Sentinel. There's also a Valkyrie Gunship.

>Input Command...

>>5756644
Dreadnought in gunship, fly at enemy

Take the Gunship.
Figure out some way to cram Brother Iratus in the cargobay or something.
Bomb the fuck out of heretics.

>>5756644

Take the vehicle closes to a Motorcycle and challenge Doomrider to a race.

>>5756644
Check on your squadmate.

>>5756644
>Furioso Pattern Dreadnought
>Iratus
Hilarious!

gun ship should be able to carry dreadnought and any salvageable weapons

blow shit up

also this is iratus

>>5756644
Since we're in power armor, I don't know if we can even fly it let alone fit a dreadnought in the back. Worth a try. Before doing that, look for anything in the bunker that would indicate enemy positions and fire support.

>>5756644

Being unfamiliar with 40k vehicles, I suggest we avail ourselves of whatever vehicle will allow us the greatest additional BOOM. Failing that, the vehicle which can transport Brother Iratus and myself to the battle with the greatest haste.

Once we have arrived at a suitable choice of vehicle, take a moment to decide what part of the battle would benefit the most from a surprise flanking attack by two heavy units and a royally pissed off Space Marine.

>Since we're in power armor, I don't know if we can even fly it

It's easy to re-model interior seating when you're in Power Armor.

>>5756644

So the chaos and ork forces are fighting each other and were stuck in the middle? or the chaos are just using the ork distraction to bum us?

>>5756758
Just pray to the Emperor that there aren't any stairs.

>>5756726
Good idea anon. Our brothers sound like they can use any help we can give them.
Also, doesn't a Valkyrie need two pilots?

i have decided this is what we look like at least in my head

>>5756644
Take the fight to the heretics. They've turned their back on the light of the Throne for a reason, and such reasons are never limited to something as simple as an Ork invasion. Something is happening and we must stop it.

Also, Gunship. With Top Gun music playing at max volume.

I think it's well past time to take out some of those

What are the vehicles armed with?

>>5756805
FFFFFFF wrong button, needless to say it's time to jump in the gunship and provide some air superiority.

>Valkyrie

>You're no Techmarine, but you know how to work a flight stick. There are servitors wired to a mainframe that can reconfigure the ships to suit.

>Valkyrie Gunship loses: Sponson Heavy Bolters, Multiple Rocket Pods
>Valkyrie Gunship gains: Cargo cables

>Load up extra shit, check on squad mate.

You exit the trenches to check on your fallen squad mate, hoping for the best. Both your hearts sink as you approach his body, a hole punched cleanly through his chest from the Lascannon. The Heavy Bolter is ruined, as the ammo feed is worthless.

>Extra equipment:
>Imperial Guard Heavy Weapons (Set up, no Astartest Pattern Man-Portable)
>Meltaguns, Plasmaguns, Flamers, Heavy Flamers
>Power Weapons
>Power Fists, however they are not of adequate size to suit your fist.

>Input Command...

>>Thundering Gales
I read that as thundering gherkins at first.

>>5756830
Consider switching out your chainsword for a power sword if there's a suitably sized one. Also, try to carry the melta gun with you in case you pop your combimelta poorly.

>>5756830
Is there any intelligence in the bunker regarding enemy positions or the like? If not, find the highest ranking dead traitor in the vicinity and have a taste of his brain. Time to put that Omophagea organ to use.

>>5756830
Take a Melta, Iratus might not be able to deal with a vehicle quickly enough, or may need help in the future. The flamers can be rigged into crude incendiary bombs to be dropped out of the Valkryie, if we desire. Otherwise, load up what's all available (and Iratus) and head out. Move deeper into territory that the Orks haven't claimed yet. The taint of Chaos will be stronger there, and we must discover what has turned the once-loyal Guard to traitors.

>>Valkyrie Gunship loses: Sponson Heavy Bolters, Multiple Rocket Pods
>Valkyrie Gunship gains: Cargo cables

Presumably this is how we can transport Iratus? Contemplate the fact that we can now swiftly deliver a Dreadnaught to any point on the battlefield. If you've ever had a Protoss shuttle drop two Reavers in the middle of your base, you have an idea of how we could use this.

>>5756877
This too. I always forget that Space Marines can read minds by eating them.

>>5756877
>put that Omophagea organ to use

You pick through the pulp of the dead traitors and find one who has a few medals on him. You spit in disgust that someone like him got any medals at all.

>Delicious Knowledge

You don't learn much from playing Warp's Kitchen with the dead officer.

You do learn though, that the whole fucking base is a throne-be-damned Chaos refuge.

>Input Command...

I'll third the motion to pick up the meltagun- preferably by ditching the combi-melta. One bolter isn't much against overwhelming ranged firepower of heretic guard units, and Itarus can chew through them quickly anyways. There will likely be more heavy units on the field then Iratus can handle alone, however, and a Space Marine's best chance against overwhelming odds seems to be up close, in blender mode.

Curious. We seem to have two options open to us now.

1. Load up Brother Itarus McAsswupper and seek out the source of the chaos taint.

2. Load up Brother Itarus Mcasswhupper and try to swing the tide of the battle by making an extremely dynamic entry from the enemies rear.

rolled 3 = 3

>>5756899
Maybe we should find out how Iratus feels about being airdropped.

>>5756920
If there's room in the cargo hold, throw some plasma guns and melta guns in there. Otherwise, switch the combi-melta for the melta gun. We still have our bolt pistol and chainsword after all. Start up the valkyrie and scan the area using its auspex.

>>5756988
>Maybe we should find out how Iratus feels about being airdropped.

"Brother Iratus, how do you feel about an air lift?"

"I LIKE SWINGS."

>Sounds like he's for it.

>Input Command...

If we're flying a valkyrie, might be an idea to assess the lay of the land, and figure out where any heavier defence installations would be located, would suck to come screaming over a rise face first into a hydra battery.

Brother Iratus would become quite.

2. Load up Brother Itarus Mcasswhupper and try to swing the tide of the battle by making an extremely dynamic entry from the enemies rear.

>>5757036
This. It's clearly what Brother Iratus meant when he said "I like swings."

>>5757014

>"I LIKE SWINGS."

EXCELLENT.

The consensus seems to be ditch the combi-melta for a melta. Now, do we seek the Taint or do we deliver a righteous asskicking?

>>5757060
Actually, here's an idea, we go to try to down the orbital batteries so that the Battle Barge can return to low orbit and provide further support. If there are any more marines onboard then it would also be safe for them to drop down.

>>5757020

Yes, let's be cautious of that.

>>5757036
>>5757046

I'll third this. The Ayes have it. "Ride of the Valkyries" is now playing in my earphones. Lets do this.

One Astartes and his dreadnought buddy isn't going to win in a frontal aerial assault against a fortified PDF base. I say we locate the main loyalist force using the auspex and fly there.

>>5757086
Clearly you doubt the strength of a space marine and his dreadnought when infused with the holy rage of the emperor's light.

If we're regrouoing with or forced, load up as much of the special weaponry as possible into the Valk. Plasguns, Flamers, Meltas, etc. Some of the heavy shit if we have room, too.

If they're on their own, they're going to need all the resupply they can get.

>>5757084
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sx7XNb3Q9Ek

>>5757074

That IS a good idea. Probably the best application of our surprise attack we could offer. If Brother Iratus likes the idea, then let's do it.

>>5757096

"Regrouping with our forces".

FUCK. MY. KEYBOARD.

>>5757109
Ewww...

Okay, maybe finding and taking out those orbital batteries is the better idea. After all, once that's done, the battle barge can provide fire support for the main force right?

Either way, scan the local area with the valkyrie auspex.

can a valkyrie enter orbit? I figured they were space based weapons platforms

>>5757162

They're like Blackhawk helicopters.

>>5757162
Negative

>>5757162
Nope. Atmosphere only.
Also, I third finding the anti-orbital batteries.

>Load up Brother Itarus and make an extremely dynamic entry from the enemies rear.

You load up some weapons into the Valkyrie, carefully re-modeling the cockpit seat to fit your bulk. The servitors lock Iratus into place on the Cargo Lines.

You lift off, with relative ease. Streaking towards the signals of your fellow Astartes, rushing to aid them with utmost haste. In a low sweep, you swing the ship around the Traitor Guard lines, deep enough to let Iratus bathe them in promethium before releasing the cargo lines, sending him hurtling into a bunker like an artillery shell. The sudden shift of wait throws you from your seat, and the valkyrie dips wildly, careening out of control. You grab a plasma gun and sling it over your back as you leap from the ship, just as it crashes into a Leman Russ Battle Tank.

You look over to the crater where Iratus landed to see traitors look in, then scream in terror as a enormous claw grabs a heretic and hurls him skywards.

You turn to face another Leman Russ Battle Tank. It's main gun levels with you.

You have initiative.

>Input Command...

this is a valkarie

>>5757184
I thought that's how it was just wanted to be sure, which leaves me still wanting to do >>5757036
:>

>OP apologizes for the slow post. He has a headache and made a cup of delicious tea.

>>5757198
COMBI MELTA GO

>>5757198
Jump and Strafe Jump and Strafe!

Seriously though, 1st, find some fucking cover, in the mean time, if we're in range, might be time for that melta barrel.

Charge towards the 'Russ and toss a Krak into its main gun

>>5757198
Combi-melta! For the Emperor!

>>5757198
MELTA GUN THAT MOTHERFUCKER
Also try to close distance fast to get into the tank's blindspot.

>>5757198
Climb onto the tank and unload plasma into the top hatch.

Combi-Melta, Circle-strafe to victory!

(i.e, run and move for a side/rear shot, if possible. Not that shit matters with a goddamn melta, but still.)

>SHIT. MELTA THE FUCKER.

You swing your Combi-melta around and flip the switch to fire the blast of superheated gas. The air is filled with the smell of ozone as the weapon whines and fizzles, a gout of melta streaking forward from the barrel of the gun straight into the heart of the tank. You can hear through the hull. Screams. The melta disintegrates the frontal armor of the Russ as you get a look inside, seeing the charred, melting bodies of the tank operators. You run up to duck behind the tank for cover as you restore the Combi-weapon to "Bolter" mode. You peek around the corner of the wrecked tank to see relatively little fire coming towards your position, and you have a chance at getting to the bunker doorway. You still have your plasmagun, krak grenades, bolt pistol, power weapon, and combi-bolter (now out of Melta ammunition).

>Input Command...

run towards tank and climb on top

use small concentration of melta gun like torch and melt top hatch off

pull guardsmen out put bolter round through head
climb inside and supply iratus with cover fire

Apply armour-piercing weapon to tank while moving close enough to get under it's gun.

tl;dr WASTE THAT FUCKER

>>5757323
Check up on Iratus.

>>5757323

Switch to chainsword and bolter pistol, enter the bunker, and become death incarnate.

>>5757323
Briefly assess the situation. How many bunkers are around us? Is Iratus still fighting in that first bunker? Where's the main loyalist force in relation to us? Where's the majority of the fire coming from?

>>5757323

Get to the bunker. There may be a mounted heavy weapon there we can use to suppress the enemy. Then vox friendlies and get some reinforcements on your position.

>>5757323

Move to support Iratus. Use Bolter to conserve valuable Plasma ammo.

After the Bunker is cleared, Tactical advance through the traitors to link up with the Marine units. Target weaker groups of traitors specifically while en-route.

Assess local tactical situation

Move to neutralise any threats to Iratus.

>>5757323
Support Iratus. A Dreadnought might be powerful, but if any of those traitors happen to have a Melta there could be serious problems. Use the chainsword and bolt pistol to carve your way through the heretics.

Supporting Iratus is #1 priority, but any mounted weapons that could really threaten him are likely being fired from the bunker, and a single Space Marine isn't nearly as tough as a Dreadnought out in the open....

>Move to support Iratus, become Death Incarnate

Iratus is currently engaged in RIP AND TEAR through the heretics in the first bunker. You decide to help out, turning towards the bunker door. Thankfully, you can save your ammo - there's space to build momentum.

Pumping your legs like a well oiled piston, you charge at the door and plant your shoulder against the bulkhead, hitting it like a mag-train. You stand in the clearing dust and smoke, eyes glowing red as you scan the area. Rather than traitor guard, you find yourself amongst cowering guardsmen.

"S-SIR!! Thank the Emperor you're here!"
The guardsmen ready their weapons, standing and saluting at attention.
"We were over run when we responded to a distress signal. We're the Callouth 84th, Veteran Company."
You look over the guardsmen. They're armed with Carapace Armour and combat shotguns. You spot meltabombs on all of their belts along with one being bogged down with a nigh-heretical amount of demolition charges.

"We sealed ourselves in when the drop pods started landing. We were waiting for the signal to counter attack."

>Input Orders...

Move to support Iratus, Double-check for any potential AT threats - neutralise as the #1 priority.

(Also we can probably employ them ourselves if any more Tanks show up.)

>>5757458
Ask (thunderous yell) the commanding officer to steel himself and his men. Afterward, he should appraise us of the current situation.

IT'S TIME TO RETAKE THIS WORLD FOR THE EMPEROR. Take your newly attached squad of guardsmen and find some bunkers of heretics to purge.

Get the guard to spread out into the trenches, lay down some suppressive fire whilst we advance with demolition man to neutralise the next bunker/threat to Bro Iratus.

>>5757477

Is there any way to acertain their actual loyalty? Different unifrom from the heretics, profusion of Aquilas, sanity, etc. ?

Check for that first. Then check the immediate area for overall tactical situation (i.e, what can we kill quickest?).

>>5757477

Ask the guardsmen if they are aware of any other pockets of loyalists in the vicinity. If there are any, lead the guardsmen in a bid to link up with them.

>>5757477
Excellent. Ask if there are any other loyalists that they know of.

>>5757509

Upon close inspection, you see that every guardsmen has his uniform and weapon in perfect working order. A few have purity seals on their armor or weapons, another is in the corner reading from his Primer.

They seem legit.

>>5757477

Loyal guardsman FUCK YEAR. Borrow at least one melta-bomb. Combat shotguns means they'll be great at clearing trenches. Use them to cover your flanks as you advance through the enemy position, making sure no AT threats get close to Brother Iratus without receiving liberal amounts of explosive death.

Get the name of the trooper with all the det charges. This man understands how it's done. Be sure to use his charges to open new passages from unexpected angles.

>>5757533

Is there a Commissar? Where is their commanding officer? Are there more loyal guardsmen around in the other positions?

rolled 1 = 1

>>5757477
Requisition some demolition charges.

>>5757537

For once, I'll retract my urge to venture forth and slay like mad, and second those who would get the most complete tactical picture first.

And beg a few melta-bombs and det charges. Just a few.

>>5757477
Ask the guardsmen if they know anything of the traitors positions; try to get a tactical appraisal of the situation. Strike at vulnerable, though important targets (such as a bassilisk battery, command bunker, etc), from the OUTSIDE of the ring. Continue to strike from the rear; otherwise, if you move closer and link up with your brothers, you will be encircled just as they are, and you become no more than an extra marine, a couple loyalist guardsmen, and a dreadnought. If you strike from the outside of the enemy's lines, then you can do real dammage, and be a real bastard to the enemy's plans. An inglorious one, even.

>>5757526
>>5757523

>Pockets of Loyalists

"They locked a bunch of them up in the cells. Planned on using 'em fer some heresy, I expect." says the Sergeant, who identifies himself as one Sergeant Voldune. Voldune waves over Demoman, who hands you a satchel filled with meltabombs and two demolition charges.

>"Go sweep the trenches. The Emperor Protects."

"YES SIR!" The guardsmen all salute with the aquilla over their chest, charging forward with zeal and fury in their hearts, moving through the bulkhead and into the trenches. You hear the ringing of shotgun fire as they throw themselves at the enemy.

>Input Command...

Next drawfag thread, I am going to request a sketch of Brother Iratus hurtling out of the sky, shouting "I LIKE SWIIIIIINGS!"

We still need that sit rep from a commanding officer who knows what's going on. Order a guardsman with a vox to start hailing allied forces to updates. In the mean time, get out of the bunker and sweep the trenches with the guardsmen, keeping an eye out for heavy weapons. Take point.

Also Negi, be sure to let us know if you start a continuation thread.

>>5757612
No sense in having these men die foolishly. Move out to help them sweep the trenches and clear any other bunkers. You'll want to find where the heretics are keeping the other loyalists quickly, since they might start executing them out of fear/panic/trying to summon a daemon.

While the guardsmen keep the enemy occupied, team up with Iratus and see if you can't locate the imprisoned guardsmen.

>>5757739

It's time to start findan those imprisoned guard units