Adventures of The House Guard 5

	RosenkrantzGM	IT IS THAT ONE PLACE IN TIME, IN WHICH THERE IS ONLY WAR...
	RosenkrantzGM	+We have limited Target Of Opportunity flight-time granted to us, Sergeant Biggs.+
	Joe_Biggs	+Whenever you can deliver a payload to those coordinates would be fine with my, so long as it's delivered. I'll take what I can get right now, command.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+Call in the CAS to make it count. No guarantees on secondary runs. Send coordinates when ready.+
	Joe_Biggs	+I'll need you to hammer a comms station at the coordinates, Gregory Jason Ten Ten Six, be wary of a couple of pens on the side, they contain friendly POW's. Anything out and about around and in the complex will be enemies in the AO. We'll be outside of the perimeter with heads down 'til you hammer 'em.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+Coordinates received. Tricky terrain.+
	RosenkrantzGM	You know there will be a delay until the heavy ordnance is delivered, and you wait...
	RosenkrantzGM	Then, a ping. Sharp, but brief. It is followed by a series of flashes of light.
	RosenkrantzGM	They originate from the wrist-mounted device on the severed hand.
	Emil	"Um, commander, that device you have is doing something."
	KrumVergian	"I wonder if it has any.. weapon functionality." he says, backing away
	Joe_Biggs	"Emperor damn me." He tosses it as far as he can, he hopes he's wrong about what it might be.
	RosenkrantzGM	+Sergeant, etherics is picking up an emergency beacon.+
	Joe_Biggs	+What exactly do you mean by that, command?+
	RosenkrantzGM	+Whatever it is you've done, keep that signal transmitting. Weapons systems will be using it to deliver their payload more precisely.+
	Joe_Biggs	+.....That's on my position.+
	Joe_Biggs	"Krum, I've got a special assignment for you."
	Karl_Silverfinger	"So pokes... what is this thing?" He pokes the device.
	KrumVergian	"watchya need sarge?" he says, laying his hands on his holstered guns
	RosenkrantzGM	With a heavy sigh, Cutter comes up to the Sergeant's position just behind Krum.
	Joe_Biggs	"You're gonna take that bracelet there and get it as close to the compound as ya can without getting spotted, then you're gonna get back here. Hopefully without gettin' shot. Closer you get it to there, the closer our CAS will be, ya understand that?"
	KrumVergian	"Um..."
	KrumVergian	"By myself?"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Yer a real special one, Krum. Special assignment goes to ye."
	Joe_Biggs	"NO YOU LAME BRAIN, YOU GOT YA LITTLE PAL, CUTTAH DONCHA?"
	Karl_Silverfinger	"You might want to leave your equipment with us."
	RosenkrantzGM	Cutter's half-smile disappears in the span of a second.
	Emil	"Hope you have fun Krum."
	KrumVergian	"
	Karl_Silverfinger	"It will make you move faster."
	KrumVergian	"Can't we send one of the PDF?"
	Joe_Biggs	"No."
	RosenkrantzGM	Cutter produces some sort of xenos tooth from a pocket, and gives it a kiss before putting it around his neck.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Seen worse..." he says, getting rid of most of his gear.
	Emil	"Sir Ill go instead."
	KrumVergian	begins to strip down of all his unnecessary gear, leaving him with just his Armour, shotguns, and the bracelet
	Joe_Biggs	pauses and mulls it over. He crosses his arms and closes his eyes thinking. "Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm."
	Joe_Biggs	"As much as I'd like to send you, you'll have another chance to make amends."
	KrumVergian	"I ain't gonna let no pansy take this from me." he says loudly
	Karl_Silverfinger	starts to catalogue Krum's equipment in his head. He says "I may need your tags as well."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Ye sure did feck up," Cutter nods in agreement.
	Joe_Biggs	"We can get the tags later, if he doesn't make it back. And if he doesn't make it back, he never should have been in the House Guard in the first place."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Take them from me, and I'll make sure yer called silverhand from now on,"
	Emil	nodes, "I understand sir." He then looks at Cutter, staring him down before turning a walking away.
	KrumVergian	begins to make his way towards the Comms compound, going slowly to try and avoid detection
	RosenkrantzGM	"Right-o, lads. All I need is this 'ere axe."
	RosenkrantzGM	+Sergeant Biggs. Flight Commander Kalett. My boys have honed in on your signal. We'll begin our descent.+
	Joe_Biggs	+If you can, slow down a tad, you'll be firing on my position if you don't.+
	Joe_Biggs	"RUN, KRUM, FECKING RUN NOW!"
	RosenkrantzGM	"Void-kraken's fecking SHAFT!" Cutter curses as he breaks into a sprint.
	KrumVergian	"AHHHH." he says, dead sprinting towards the compound
	RosenkrantzGM	Closing in at a sprint, you come across two fairly human patrol units with mild mutations, and even what appear to be combat fatigues.
	KrumVergian	draws both shotguns and  takes aim at both while running,  he get as close as he can before they notice and blasts both of them
	RosenkrantzGM	"If we'd the time, I'd fecking SCALP ye!" Cutter roars.
	RosenkrantzGM	The two have hardly enough time to turn to face the pair, and pick up their weapons, before they're gored by their assailant at full sprint.
	KrumVergian	"EMPEROR FECK!" is the only reply from a mad-eyed Krum
	RosenkrantzGM	The first obstacle is a line of what appear to be some sort of earthworks, at an incline.
	RosenkrantzGM	The shotgun blasts have alerted some defenders, and you can see some movement as some approach the earthworks and brace.
	RosenkrantzGM	Without a moment's thought, Cutter throws two of his grenades in quick succession...
	RosenkrantzGM	the muffled blasts from behind the barrier are devastating, as evidenced by the gore and bloodmist and dirt that is kicked up from the blasts.
	RosenkrantzGM	Your training, brutal as it is, comes into effect, as you kick your way up the loose dirt formation, and drop down with almost no effort.
	KrumVergian	"WOOHOO!" Krum shouts as he vaults the eathwork
	RosenkrantzGM	You now find yourself near the center.
	RosenkrantzGM	Around you now, you can spot several pens, with makeshift towers.
	KrumVergian	"You good?" he says to Cutter
	RosenkrantzGM	Directly in front of you, several patrols and defending squads beginning to react... behind them, the second layer of defense, directly in front of the comms station itself.
	RosenkrantzGM	"Aye, but whose t'say fer how much longer..." he says, eyeing the quickly-deteriorating situation. You will soon be not only massively out gunner and outnumbered, but also surrounded.
	RosenkrantzGM	gunned*
	KrumVergian	"Got any stuns?" he says jumping behind cover and letting off a few rounds
	RosenkrantzGM	He reveals a single stun grenade.
	KrumVergian	"Gimme here!"
	RosenkrantzGM	He tosses it to you.
	KrumVergian	"I surrender!" he yells at the top of his lungs as he jumps up at tosses the Grenade
	RosenkrantzGM	He then grips his axe firmly, as he peaks just around the cover to the closing mutants.
	RosenkrantzGM	No level of reasoning or cunning appears to be effective to these brutes, but the more compelling argument of the stun grenade does just as nicely...
	RosenkrantzGM	...when several of these spooked creatures begin flailing madly -and blindly- at random, and then at eachother.
	RosenkrantzGM	The defenders further out, however, fire.
	RosenkrantzGM	The rounds come in with a fierce precision - the lesser, more regimented mutant infantry, you figure. Frum spots the danger, and dives to tackle Cutter out of the way.
	RosenkrantzGM	Cutter's life is almost certainly saved by this, but he nonetheless receives some nasty wounds along the left side of his body.
	RosenkrantzGM	*Krum
	RosenkrantzGM	"Fecking low-deck vermin!" Cutter roars
	KrumVergian	uses the advantage of the stun to jump up and get a running throw, he launches the bracelet as close to the Comm station as possible, shouting "Grenade!". After the device has left his hand he grabs Cutter and bolts back the way he came
	RosenkrantzGM	+Flight Commander Kalett...+ the transmission you've all been holding your breath for begins,
	RosenkrantzGM	+Closing to effective range. Keep your head down, Sergeant Biggs+
	RosenkrantzGM	The sound of your boots hitting the dirt beneath you, that of the air rushing past your ears at full spring, and the weaponsfire flying past you by those who wish to punish you for your trespassing... they /almost/ drown out the faint howl of engines above.
	RosenkrantzGM	Almost.
	RosenkrantzGM	You are voidsmen of the Consequence, and smallcraft are a regular part of your daily life. Like a siren from any of the emergency drills onboard your voidship, the sound is a 'friendly' reminder that -at this moment- the deck (or dirt) is your best friend.
	RosenkrantzGM	Nothing need be said. Cutter hits the deck on instinct, facefull of dirt and all.
	KrumVergian	"Emperor preserve me!" he says, diving for dirt
	RosenkrantzGM	At first, no sounds, just light.
	RosenkrantzGM	Then, a hissing, growing in intensity, as anything with any moisture -vegetation, puddles... mutants- begins to evaporate within the area encompassed by the thick streaks of lascannon descending to deliver the Lord-Protector's fury.
	RosenkrantzGM	lascannon fire*
	RosenkrantzGM	You don't know it yet, but where once stood mutants, what remains are broken shards of glass... a result of the heating on the sand on which they stood. After all, these are weapons intended to rip open void-grade armor.
	RosenkrantzGM	The heat is... noticeable to Krum and Cutter.
	RosenkrantzGM	"I think the soles of me boots are fecking liquid..."
	Joe_Biggs	whistles as he watches the carnage dealt by the CAS he called in. "Thank feck I'm on the Lord-Protectors side."
	KrumVergian	"I wanna go home." he says miserably
	Emil	"Orders Sir?"
	Karl_Silverfinger	runs to Krum to check on him.
	Joe_Biggs	"We're moving now, Emil, take point. UP AN' AT 'EM YOU MOOKS!"
	RosenkrantzGM	Cutter beings to crawl to the sandbags, to wait for the squad from cover.
	Emil	begins moving forward.
	KrumVergian	kneels to observe the situation
	RosenkrantzGM	The rest of the squad moves forth... past corpses which not so long ago had recognizable faces, and towards a line of sandbags where their two comrades await.
	RosenkrantzGM	+Pulling out of our dive. Hope you had some shade cover, Sergeant Biggs+
	Joe_Biggs	+We did, quite a show. I'll be sure to buy us all a round when this operation is done and over.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+At our next possible fly-by, you will be informed. Until then, Flight Commander Kalett, out.+
	KrumVergian	is kneeling behind the sandbags, waving frantically
	Joe_Biggs	"Silverfinger, give Cutter a once over. We're going for those prisoners first then we'll secure the comms bunker and hunker down."
	Karl_Silverfinger	"Yes, sir." He bolts towards the injured Cutter."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Emperor damn you, Silverfinger... I hate seeing yer face."
	Joe_Biggs	"Quit yer whining, don't get shot next time if you hate seeing the doc."
	Karl_Silverfinger	patches Cutters up. Karl treats his the burns caused by the las volley.
	RosenkrantzGM	The PDF troopers seem particularly nervous.
	Joe_Biggs	"Alright," he points to the PDF, "lead us to the pens, lets get your comrades outta there."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Right... yeah. Yeah, over here. This way."
	RosenkrantzGM	They advance toward the scortched center, and turn out at a right angle straight towards three outer structures.
	RosenkrantzGM	Doesn't take long before you spot movement. As one might expect, the prisoners are guarded.
	RosenkrantzGM	Rather than come out to meet you, however, the defenders seem to hunker down and await your assault.
	Joe_Biggs	"Of course." He looks to everyone. "By the numbers, let's waste the mutant trash, and let's make it quick."
	Joe_Biggs	"Grenade Launchers on those sandbag emplacements and the guard shack, then we rush 'em down, House Guard style, the rest of you," he indicates the PDF, "stay behind us and give us supporting fire." He assigns both Emil and Silverfinger temporary comrades.
	Emil	readies his Aux grenade launcher and aims it to fire.
	Karl_Silverfinger	switches to his grenade launcher and aims.
	RosenkrantzGM	Cutter attaches his boarding axe to the ring-holster to his side, and gears up, primary weapon in hand.
	KrumVergian	readies his launcher and prepares his shotguns
	Joe_Biggs	does a quick check on his gear, making sure GL is loaded, and his shotgun is locked and ready to drop.
	RosenkrantzGM	The squad moves up, almost mechanically. Close quarter assaults are the bread and butter of the training Lord Chomun insists upon. With a deadly precision, the grenade launchers crack open the enemy defenses.
	RosenkrantzGM	They could hardly predict such a hard-hitting assault from a small group as your own. Their shock is absolute, as they struggle to recover and regroup firing at the first target they see... Silverfinger and a local trooper who loses the contents of his bladder as the concentration of enemy fire is delivered at the pair.
	RosenkrantzGM	Yet, despite their best efforts, Silverfinger is able to draw upon the years of experience in service to the Lord-Protector, and dodge the enemy fire in a rather impressive display of agility... much to the surprise of his comrades, it they were to speak true.
	RosenkrantzGM	As the figurative, and also quite literal, dust settles all that remains in the first of the holding pens are a couple of badly wounded enemies... and a rather damaged living quarters and armory, just before one of the entrances to the main holding chamber.
	Joe_Biggs	"Finish them up, Emil and Karl, sweep and clear the guard shack, we'll finish up here."
	Emil	"Yes sir," He then moves up to sweep the guard shacks.
	KrumVergian	draws his shotguns and being clearing
	Karl_Silverfinger	"Understood."
	RosenkrantzGM	The two remaining guards are quickly finished off.
	RosenkrantzGM	The squad looks through the remains of the guardblock, to find a stack of 5 badly kept lasguns, and a stack of various blunt melee weapons... apparently used from scrap metal taken from what used to be the various comms equipment that once stood in the bunker.
	KrumVergian	immediately sets into trying to restore the lasguns as best he can
	RosenkrantzGM	"Hey, boys! Hang in there, we're here for you!" the PDF call for their comrades as they try to figure out the mechanisms to liberate the prisoners.
	Joe_Biggs	follows the PDF and helps in getting them free.
	RosenkrantzGM	After a struggle with the alien mechanism, it is Emil who steps in to force the mechanisms to cooperate, finally opening the heavy doors to the holding chamber.
	RosenkrantzGM	The men inside cheer, as their comrades rush in to greet them.
	KrumVergian	begins LOANING, as he emphasizes, the lasguns and other weapons to the freed prisoners
	RosenkrantzGM	"Ah, there she is... thought they'd have destroyed our weapons, the damned savages," one comments as he is 'reunited' with his service weapon.
	KrumVergian	"Dynasty weapons you mean son."
	RosenkrantzGM	"Dynasty? Who the hell are these people, anyway?" one asks the PDF that took part in your assault.
	Karl_Silverfinger	"The ones who are saving your ass."
	Joe_Biggs	"Hash it out later, we need to move now. The sooner we have the comms building under out control the sooner we can hunkah down and wait for back up."
	Joe_Biggs	"Arm yourselves and let's go!" He starts towards the door while reloading his grenade-launcher.
	Emil	moves up with Joe and reloads his gernade-launcher.
	RosenkrantzGM	"You don't look like that Colonel's men... after this is over with we'll have words about the chain of command situation," one middle-aged man comments as he makes for the door.
	RosenkrantzGM	"We've got your back, Captain" another nods.
	Joe_Biggs	"Glad ta hear it. Gonna need all the help we can get."
	RosenkrantzGM	It seems like the remainder of the defending force has also decided to choose to fight in close quarters.
	Joe_Biggs	"Button up, this is going to get messy." The Sergeant straps his shotgun over his back and readies his chainsword.
	RosenkrantzGM	The assault is a dizzying affair. Disorienting, deafening, chaotic. Point-plant shots, savage melee... it all blends in to one single violent exchange.
	RosenkrantzGM	At the end of it all, your ears ring from the sounds bouncing around such confined spaces, and several of you have sustained injuries. The enemy garrison inside, however -all 20- lay dead with disfiguring wounds of all sorts.
	Joe_Biggs	leans on his chainsword and wheezes heavily from the wounds he's just gained. "More scars...for the collection...another day in the House Guard."
	RosenkrantzGM	Despite it all, the comms station is yours. It was, however, no stealthy affair. No doubt, you have roused the attention of anything within a radius of several kilometers.
	Emil	shakes off the injuries he has taken during the fire fight, his armor toke most of the hits, but some shots got through.
	KrumVergian	remainds rather unscathed, having the advantage of close range fire and cutters axe let them lay waste to any fool who got too close
	RosenkrantzGM	Little Joe sits on the floor with his back leaning against a wall. The Voxpack sitting in front of him, he begins to try and make contact with Command.
	Joe_Biggs	"Silver! See to the wounded, yes that includes me!"
	Karl_Silverfinger	"Of course, Sir."
	Emil	"Same here Doc when you get a chance."
	Joe_Biggs	"The rest of you, clear the dead, and start setting up defenses."
	RosenkrantzGM	Three of the prisoners identify themselves as medicae trained personnel at this point.
	Joe_Biggs	"Ah, he did mention there were medics with the prisoners."
	Karl_Silverfinger	patches up Biggs and then Emil afterwards.
	RosenkrantzGM	Little Joe approaches the Sergeant.
	RosenkrantzGM	"New orders, Sahge" he hands you the mouthpiece of the voxpack.
	Joe_Biggs	takes the proffered mouthpiece, wincing from the doc's attention. +Sergeant Biggs here.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+Sergeant Biggs. You are to hold that position. Your position will now be utilized as a triage and emergency care center which you must hold until help can arrive, and a full evacuation can be put together.+
	RosenkrantzGM	+You are to find and bring as many wounded to your new center and use it as a rally point for any surviving members of the PDF or House Guard behind enemy lines.+
	Joe_Biggs	+Take and holy, orders received and understood.+