Warhammer 40k Forum and Wargaming Forums banner

The Scouring of Arajo

7373 Views 88 Replies 12 Participants Last post by  Snowy
The Cadian gate, one of the greatest bastions of the Imperium; the stop-gap preventing the legions opf traitors and vile depredations of the realm of chaos from pouring into the realm of man. In the wake of the Despoilers thirteenth black crusade, Cadia is in ruin, after nearly ten millenia of war Abaddon and his minions finally set foot upon the world; but despite this it fights on, the people fight on against chaos.

Despite his many victories, the forces of the Imperium have managed to put a stop to Abaddon's crusade and push him back into the eye of terror, for now. In the wake of this though, the Imperium has been left reeling, countless worlds lost or destroyed; the plague fleet of Typhus, herald of Nurgle, has spread forth plague and disease that nearly overwhelmed the Imperial Navy. One of these plague, possibly the worst of all, the zombie plague, ran rampant through the systems of the Agripnaa sector, backbone of the Imperial Navy's ports within the segmentum.

As the Black Templars rush forth to reclaim the worlds taken in the wake of the black crusade, other Imperial commanders follow in their stead to reclaim the ports of Agripnaa. Even now, a vanguard of twelve regiments of the Imperial guard, a force of mechanicus vessels, and an element of Legio Magna ply the stars to the Arajo system to reclaim the ship yards and titan forge at the very heart of the system.

Eight regiments of the Imperial Guard have been committed to the reclaiming of Arajo VII, a mining world rich in materials used in the production of titan armour. It has been four days since initial planet-fall, the eight regiments splitting to take back the five space ports of Arajo VII and fanning out to search the outlying cities and mining complex's for survivors, or worse.


"Dammit all sarge, how much longer we gonna be traveling to this place?" Trooper Jeejo complained over the rumbling and shaking of the chimera. It had been fourteen hours since fourth platoon, the hard-liners, had been sent out along with the nineteenth platoon, the scarlet bastards, to seek out survivors or enemies in the mining colony of New Porleyo. So far, the Longknives had encountered large numbers of plague zombie's, victims of the plague, along with scattered pockets of cultists propagating the plague.

"Just shut up and get ready, we're here." Sergeant Rictor Brast called down from the top hatch of the transport, dropping down to the armoured interior of the cabin. The red light of the transport made the Brontian's dark features even darker. Picking up his lasgun, Brast calmly walked to the back hatch of the vehicle, seemingly undisturbed by its movements, borne from nearly a lifetime with the 17th. "Right, so for those of you who either forgot or never bothered to pay attention, and do speak up now if thats the case 'cause I've got a treat for you later, along with squad D and a pair of squads from the bastards we get the fun of checking the hab blocks for survivors. Adding to the, Lt Cohlan has assigned his second to accompany us, so you listen to me and him and don't rut things up." He said, nodding over to cadet Eli Quint as the chimera slew to a halt and he smashed the rune to drop the back ramp, the stuffy interior of the transport dispersing to a dry cold wind of the outside. "So load up and move out you dogs, lets get this done so we can link up with the rest of the 'liners." Brast shouted as he walked out of the chimera.

Eli; your last out of the chimera, the troopers of the squad filing out ahead of you. During the ride you hadn't really said much, then again most of the troopers hadn't either; but for you it would likely be mostly due to being an outsider to the unit. You quickly make way to sergeant Brast, he wasn't terribly pleased when Cohlan assigned you to squad C for this mission, but he had been far better than some of the others in the last few days.

[Your with Brast for now as he oversee's the squad entering the first of the hab blocks; squad C has six more to check out after this, each of the squads has seven or eight hab's to check out in this section alone. Any thing you want to say to the man? Maybe wonder why he's committing the whole squad to one building when he could split it and check out two or even three at a time?]

Serpio, Tine, and Jonas; You hurry down the ramp, following the motions of Brast to the first hab block, a three story unit of gunmetal grey and devoid of any light, and possibly any life. You run up to the side of the entryway, Tine kicking in the double doors while Serpio and Jonas cover.

[Not much to see initially, small hallway ending with steps to the next level with two doors leading to the main rooms of this level. You notice the left door is slightly open, do you approach with caution? Perhaps slowly enter, or kick the door in and rush inside?]

Tabitha and Alexious, Your right behind Serpio, Tine, and Jonas as they kick in the doors and rush inside, flood-lamps at the end of lasguns casting light into the dark room. The rest of the squad files in, you move over to the first living section, each of these levels is fitted with two, for a total of six in this block before the squad can advance to the next block and do the same all over again.

[Like Serpio, Tine, and Jonas you also do not seem much in the hall, moving to the right door, one of you to each side. How do you decide to enter? Any thoughts running through your mind, or things your saying to each other?]

[Obviously not to much going on; want an idea of what you all will do. Both with not loads handed to you, and with slight stuff from me. (Thats the stuff in these brackets you'll be seeing in updates.)]
See less See more
1 - 11 of 89 Posts
Man I gotz to get me one of these Serpio thought, thinking of what everyone would think if he commanded his own Chimera. The ramp dropped and Serpio swept out with the rest of his squad, rushing inside a hab block and to the first right door.

"Entry way clear," Tine called out, "Double door on the left open on the left stairs straight ahead," he finishes calmly. Serpio followed him in, wishing that Tine wasn’t so loud. Serpio had learned long ago that this can cost you big time. He moved, covering the door and moving to the window. As he peered out, he saw a fleeting shadow, but only for a moment. Weird he thought. Then he covered Tine as he moved into a anteroom, with a door on the left and two double doors straight ahead.

"Clear in the anteroom," Tine called out, and Serpio moved past him, flattening himself against the wall next to the double doors.
Tine had noticed a closet at the east side of the room. "Jonas, Serpio stack up at the closet." Serpio moved to cover the closet left side. "I'll open it," Tine continued,"then you two can clear it."

Giving him the nod, Tine pulled the closet door open. Something fell from up top, Serpio put two shots into it as it fell; automatic reflexs taking over. The item was a childs toy, a local toy car model with a small aquila that now had two smoking holes in it.

"Hahahaha," Jonas chuckled softly,"you really beat yourself to the draw their."

"Shut up," Serpio snapped at him,"your turn to cover me, ok?" He moved to the double doors on the other side of the room. "Tine take point. Jonas cover him, I'll move in once you guys clear the room." Serpio reached out and grabbed the door nob, then opened it quickly and.......................

(OOC: you guys continue it, I'll follow your lead)
Ok, my bad, I didn't knoe if we were suppose to continue it. cool, won't happen again.

Serpio was alittle nervous, now that the Sarge had put the idea of execution into his head over shooting a toy. He looked over to the body and then at the object on the bed. Must have been the head of the shrine, he thought, wondering, poor sap musta been defending it with his life. Probably means something is nearbye, something that hates the Emporer badly.

"Hey Tine," he said quietly, "ya think some of those damn cultists did this? Something bad that hates the Emporer did this. They cannot have gone far."
Serpio brought up the rear, carefully scanning the building for traps, tripwires, and anything suspicious that would give away a trap. He had already been spooked by the mutilated bodies and defiled shrines.

Suddenly a voice rang out,"Troopers moving on the third floor on the left side, don't go into the room. Stay in the corridor." Serpio froe, daring not to move a single muscle, watching the corridor behind them for any sudden movement.
Serpio moved out of Alexious and Tine's as they moved from the room they were about to check. Serpio glanced inside, making sure no traps or hidden soldiers were following them out. Satisfied, he turned and followed Alexious back the way they came, his finger lingering near the trigger well; alert for any sign of ambush.
Serpio signaled to Jonas, and took point as they crossed the opening and approached the door. The door seemed to be intact, and Serpio prepared to kick it in as Jonas covered the door and Alexious took point behind him; prepared to blast any enemy to bits. Serpio went to kick the door in…….. and felt a twang of pain as the door rejected the brute force. “Owww,” he yelped quietly, pissed at the door not opening it. “One of you,” he said,” set your Lasgun to low and lets cut our way through the door………………………….”
".....maybe we should fine another way in." Serpio looked over at Alexious and was about to argue when he saw the look in his friends eyes. "Alright," he said," but lets be quick about it, my six sense has a really bad feeling about this one."
As he finished his conversation with D, the vox went static on him. “Damn this thing, this is a pain in the frakking arse.” He flipped the unit over, and set to work tweaking the wires again for the 3 time that day. Finally, after about five minutes, he set it down and tried again. “This is Squad Charlie Four Indigo to Delta Squad, come in.” More static; Serpio cursed and tried once more and was rewarded with a voice.

“Is that you Serpio,” a familiar voice cried out from the static. Serpio was genuinely surprised,“ Serph, you’re the vox operator for Delta Squad.”

“Yeah I am, and you cheated me in that round of Emperors Aces that we played ya bum.”

“Now Serph, we can argue this later, I’ll even give you another go for your money back if you want. Any, have you head anything from the rest of he squads?”

“No, only Delta, Bavo, and yourselves have been reporting in, we received word to continue advancing into the ha bl…………….” The report of gunfire in the background told Serpio all he needed to know.

“Damn, gotta go,” was all he got before the transmission was cut off. He turned to Eli and Delix, who were both sitting down, waiting for something to happen. “Seems we have run into the fragging enemy boys, the funs about to start soon.” He faced Eli, “what you think we should do?”

Before Eli could reply, Delix’s hand shot out like a bullet, silencing them both. He stood up, putting a hand to his ear, seeming listening for something. “Thought I heard gunfire,” he said, turning in a circle and straining his hearing. Then the sound came again, and they all heard it this time, snatching up their rifles; Serpio flinging the vox onto his back.

“Let’s roll,” Delix said and Serpio and Eli followed there comrade off towards the sounds of battle…..
See less See more
Serpio just dove behind cover with Tabitha and Alexious. Noticing that Alexious was slowing because of his wound, he chirped up. “Alexious, why don’t you take rearguard from now on, your wound is affecting your reflexs and slowing you down . I’ll jump up front.”

Not waiting for an answer he moved over to Tabitha and said, “Hey Tabs, they probably didn’t see the where the shot came from. Let me pull a distraction to get him to shoot again. Then you put one in ‘is ‘ead. Sound like a plan, eh?
(OCC: Thanks darkreveer, i was waiting for this moment, now my dudes either gonna die or be an inspiration, who know??)

Serpio felt a sudden pang as he made his move and suddenly he was thrown behind a flak baord by the force of the hit. Dropping his weapon, he tore open his flak padding to see a small cauterised hole in his lower arm.

"Shit, damn, shit, ouch, man, this sucks." He grabs his small pack on his hip and tears out his med-kit and wraps the wound in some skin-plas to seal it up. Putting it away he grabs his weapon and props himself up next to the edge of the wall. He saw that Dean had broken cover and now was hunkered by a vehicle, pouring random shots at something Serpio couldn't see. Then, to his horror, he saw Felix take a hit and drop like a rag doll onto the ground less than 10 feet from him.

His mind raced, yes or no? Save him or let him die?

"Ahhhh, screw this frakking fething crap," and he bolted from cover; dropping his rifle. He got to Felix andstarted to drag him with his one good arm back to cover. It seemed that the attention hat Dean had pulled was failing and already shots were coming his way while zombies wailed out anguished cries as they ran towards him. 2 feet and almost there, pulling as hard as he could.

Finally he got Felix into cover, but not before another shot spun him around, this one clipping his shoulder gaurd. He quickly assessed the wound, and saw it wasn't life threatening, so he left it.

"Damn it God-Emporer, why is it you give me the worst luck." Grabbing his rifle he propped it up and started to shoot at the oncoming zombies, who were less than 20 feet from him.

"Come and get it you damn bastards, I'm not dying just yet, aaarrrrggggghhhhhh!!!!" He jsut shot and shot, falling into a haze of red, not caring about the world around him. His only thought was when was help gonna come, and would this ever end.
See less See more
Serpio ducked down behind cover and, on automatic reflex reached for his medic pouch only to realise that he didn't have it. Tabitha had taken it earlier for the medic, and now Serpio could only rely upon the healing properties of his own body. He took a risk, and dashed quickly across the yard behind a wall; a few shoots following him as he went.

Getting his breathing under control, Serpio quickly accessed the situation. He realised they would never get through without help, and even that was limited. So he activated his vox-caster and dialed the tuner on his wrist attachment to the right frequency.

"Tango-Alpha-Six-Niner-Niner, this is Bravo Three Six, Reapers do you copy." A few monets of static, then a voice came over the line. "This is Tango-Alpha-Six-Niner-Niner, Sargeant First Class Heffern speaking, who is this."

"Sir, vox-caster operater Bravo-Three-Six, Serpio. I'm in need of some immediate back-up on my location, coordinates Alpha 93 by way of 45. My unit has meet some staunce resistance, and need aid in breaking through to the rest of our people." The Sargeant on the otherside, seemed to converse for a bit before returning to the vox.

"Stay right where you are son, well see about getting you some aid soon." Serpio breathed a sigh of releif, hoping that this slimmer of light would last longer than the next hour.

(OCC: darkreveer, I'm leaving it to you to decide what happens here. i felt I would be GM'ing if I went any further without your say)
See less See more
1 - 11 of 89 Posts
This is an older thread, you may not receive a response, and could be reviving an old thread. Please consider creating a new thread.