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Heart racing, Felix cleared the 1st hab and ran over to join his squad. As he joined them, he pulled out a lho-stick from a pack he recieved the day he shipped out and lit to help steady his nerves.

As Serpio explained his idea, Felix listened as the others said they should sneak around. At a loss, Felix could only continue puffing on his lho-stick and jumping and aimin at every sound, hoping a decision would soon be reached to get out of the open which smelled like a perfect place for a trap.
 

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Jonas followed the rest of the squad to the next hab. While they were walking he looked around much more than he normally would have. Jonas did not like that they were so open, no cover near them. Jonas followed Serpio to the door and covered him when he tried to kick the door in, Jonas smiled a bit when he heard Serpios quiet yelp of pain. When Serpio suggested that they should try to cut the door in Jonas backed away a bit, letting the others make the decisions.

When Jonas heard Melak say something about the habs being big he turned towards the other hab to look at it.
"Quite big indeed, or at least bigger than most other habs I have seen, I bet we are going to see habs that are a lot larger if we live long enough. And I really want to live longer, maybe meet some nice girl" Jonas said while smiling a bit.
 

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".....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."
 

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All; As you wait for order, Brast decides enough is enough; the officer cadet has no idea what he's doing yet so time for someone with experience to keep the ball moving before something bad did it for them. Smacking Melak in the side of the head, he made him spit out the toothpick in surprise before he, and everyone else, straightened up. "Relax when we finish, not before it unless ya wanna get killed or worse." He growled to them all, snatching Felix's Iho stick from his mouth. "Same goes for smokin', save that shit for when we start the ride back." This he said after a large drag, the smoke coming out of his mouth and nose like one of the beasts from home, and then stamped the rest of it out with his boot.


"Right, Colt, Glyrmyr and Tolner your with me. Cas, Fortis, Arcanius, and Xerdo you three are together; Lanz you stick with Savales and the cadet, Savales contact the other squads and see if things are cold on their end as well." He said before getting a look of anger from Eli. "Don't give me that kid, officer gotta be informed of the other squads in the area after all." Brast added with a smirk before motioning for most of the squad to follow him up.


Dean, Solamon, and Jonas; Without missing a beat you fall in behind Brast, he motions for Jonas and Solamon to take the lead before he and Dean come up as support, with the others falling in behind; far enough back that if something bad happens they can fall in as aid, but won't be in harms way if its to bad. When Brast motions for the others to take the left, you go to the right. One of the doors on this side is boarded up, leaving only two others, looks like two to a room. Solamon and Jonas take the first one, leaving the other for Dean and Brast.


Solamon and Jonas; Theres nothing to bad about Brast, he's a good sarge and would take a bullet for most of the squad, but given the choice of anyone else or him he's last on the list to work with by choice. You want to help Dean out, but someone has to be sacrificed right? Approaching the door, you notice that it is damaged, almost torn off its hinges before someone tried to put it back in its place. A swift kick breaks it free and you both rush into a scene of utter gore. Theres blood everywhere, and several corpses of what may have been workers before all this. Walking further into the hab unit, you pan around with the lights at the end of your guns before hearing something from behind you. Turning around, one of you trains a light on the nearest corpse to see it moving, the other motions his over the door frame only to see some sort of cable snap.


Suddenly, you hear Brast yelling something about getting out a second before the floor gives way and you plunge into darkness along with the other bodies in the mostly barren room.


[Yeah that was fun. You hit the ground hard, vision swimming while yu try to get back to your feet. Doesn't help that there are a half dozen corpses in the room, especially when they start moving. Solamon get your gun and help haul Jonas up. Your on the ground level and it looks like theres a shit ton of crap in front of the doors, and the walls leading to the other habs seem to have been bashed in by a sledgehammer of some kind. You can tell this as you see a man slamming a sledge into the ground Brast was just occupying, before he rolled out of the way. Right, kill the zombies (not to easy a task, gonna be a mini-update) and get to Brast.]


Dean; You look at Solamon and Jonas like a beastie caught in front of a speeding taurus hoping that one would screw over the other and fall in with you. Once Brast nudges you in the side to get your attention, that hope shatters. Taking a wall to the side of the door, Brast quickly kicks it in and covers your entry from the door frame. You see a pair of figures slumped against the far wall, it looks like one of them is breathing! Forgetting yourself for a moment, you lower your las and start forward. Then out of nowhere you hear the strangest of sounds, like something getting very taught and whining as it takes to much weight. "Oh frag it all. Get out now, trap!" You hear Brast yell before something rough grabs you and hurls you back into the doorway. You hit the ground and are able to look back into the room to see the floor give way and Brast fall. As this happens, you hear the sound of weapons discharge in one of the opposing rooms.


[That was a close one; your winded but otherwise alright. Question is what do you do? Look to try and help Brast or see about that shot and get others to help you?]



Tine, Alexious, and Melak; Following Brast and the others up, the second floor is much the same, signs of struggle and general damage but otherwise lifeless. At the motioning of Brast, you take a pair of doors to the left of the stairs. Alexious and Melak take the first door while Tine and Arcanius take the other.


Alexious and Melak; Not waiting on anything in particular, Alexious kicks open the door, not like Brast or anyone else is being terribly subtle right now. Melak rushes in, panning his heavy flamer for possible targets or anything of interest. Nothing really, just damage, some broken furniture and belongings out in the main area. You find what looks like a survivor on the bed, but theres to much blood for you to be able to tell if he or she is still alive. With Melak covering him, Alexious carefully makes his way forward to get a better look on this person. You lean in close, looking at the blood and grime smeared face and make out the features of a woman with a scar of some kind on her cheek. Its hard to make out in the near darkness, but it might be a star of some kind. Wait, you think before her eyes open and she lunges at you, a rusty knife clutched in one hand.


You jump back, missing having your throat sliced open by centimeters, before crashing into the wall.


[Alexious, that woman is almost on top of you, actually yelling curses and blasphemies while trying to bury a knife in your heart. As you hit the wall, you see someone detaching from the shadows behind Melak, but the heavy weapon trooper is more fixated on you. Can you shout him a warning while fighting off this bitch? Melak, what happens to Alexious happens fast, and in the end your left watching this figure pouncing on top of him with a knife in her hands. You hear the sound of a shot ringing out in the next room, but Alexious is in trouble here; what do you do?]



Tine and Cid; Breaking into the second hab you are greeted by a scene of utter devastation. Looks like three or four figures got into some kind of fight and recently as well. Walking through the scene of destruction, motion from the bed chamber catches your eye and you swing to it. Your lights cut into a man in dirty cover walls with blood clotting over a badly treated leg wound. "Please help me.." He rasps before collapsing, Cid rushing to him while Tine looks around the hab for anything else. Taking your eye off Arcanius and the man to look for other survivors, you can't help but wonder where the weapons of these other figures are. Turning back, you see Cid leaning in close to the man, as if he is saying something to him; while one of his hands holds something blocky and turns it to Arcanius's head. "Make this work?" Is the last thing Cid says before the man pulls the trigger of the gun in his hand, blowing a hole through Cid's head.


With a yell, you bring your own weapon to bear, but not before the man snaps off another shot, this time at you, and you are forced to dive out of the way or risk taking the shot full on in the chest.


[Cid is dead, and though that guy is wounded he has a gun in his hand. Better do him in before he does you, but what do you do after that? As you hit the deck, you hear someone slamming into a wall nearby. Do you yell for help or see what the sound was? Maybe someone else is in danger. Killing the man will not be easy, so do have a little effort with it, there will be a mini-update here for you.]



Delix, Serpio, and Eli; With Serpio busy getting in touch with the other squads, Eli and Delix are stuck essentially twiddling their thumbs. Eli, seeing the state Delix is in, tries to instill some of that leadership into the man. Serpio, you manage to get in touch with D, Felus, the squads vox operator, informs you that they haven't found anything but they thought they heard something happening over in the bastards area. Trying them next, you can't get a clear signal on one of their squads and static almost overtakes the voice of the other squad that you do actually manage to get in touch with. The trooper on the other end, Seph, theres not to much between you and him; might be because three days before hauling out here he beat you at cards and you managed to sneak out with his winnings, after Cid and another trooper helped cause a fight. Can't make out to much of what he's saying, but overall it looks like nothing to out of the ordinary, no contact with the other squad though.


[Eli, try to calm the man a bit while you wait for word from Serpio. Serpio that vox on your back is old and fairly outdated, not in the best of shape either so getting in touch with other squads isn't a cakewalk. Delix, with the attentions of Serpio and
Eli slightly occupied you manage to hear the sound of a shot above while they do not. That can't be to good; nor is the loud crash you all hear, that would be the sound of some of the unit having the floor fall out from under them.]
 

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Alexious stomped up the stairs, all sense of subtletly lost.
He saw the door, not much diferent from all the others, it was just a door though, he gave no second thought to his actions as he but his boot into the door, breaking the door open and he scanned the room with his lasgun while the trooper behind him panned his Flamer around.
'Just be sure not to set me on fire with that thing,' Alexious said, remembering all the stories of guardsmen getting set on fire from their own Flamer Guardsmen.
He saw the body and cursed, he didn't know whether it was a hostile or not so he walked towards it, he leaned down to examine the persons features and saw it was a woman, who looked like she had a star...
...The woman was near him in an instant, he was lucky he had turned to speak to Melak as he would've had his throat slit if he didn't. He jumped even further back, only to find a wall there, he abandonned all sense of Guardsmen stand and shoot tactics then and there. He dropped his lasgun and drew his knife, holding it backhand like he was taught, he leapt forward and the two blades clashed, the blade was rust and wasn't as sharp as his, but it was still a knife none the less.
He fought a hard battle with the woman and was just getting the upper hand when he saw a shadow move behind Melak.
Alexious turned his attention to the shadow and called a hurried warning to his squad mate.
'Melak, behind...' Alexious never got to finish as a fist knocked him to the ground with a punch to the face, Alexious tasted blood, he had split his lip and his nose was bleeding.
'Bloody good punch,' Alexious thought as he staggered to his feet and prepared himself to fight once more.
 

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Still leaning on the wall Melak suddenly felt something hitting him in the head, this hit made him spit out his toothpick. Then he heard Brast saying "Relax when we finish, not before it unless ya wanna get killed or worse." referring to him probably and then he continued to growl at others.

After finishing his little speech Brast divided them into groups, Melak, Alexious and Tine were one while the others formed other groups. "Surely Brast got some anger issues" he thought to himself. Brast ordered Melak and the rest of the group to follow him to the next floor. After finishing going up Melak found himself in a room nearly similar to the one in the first floor, signs of struggle and damaged structure but again all lifeless.

Brast ordered Melak and Alexious to go into the first pair of doors to the left. It seemed that none of what Melak said in the room below got through to Alexiouses brain because he just trashed the door with a mighty kick. Not complaining Melak followed Alexious inside, the room itself was damaged and belongings were scattered on the floor.
In the first glimpse Melak didnt noticed the survivor on the bed but then he saw Alexious rushing towards it. First he saw the blood it was covering the whole of the bed and spilling to the floor nearby. Alexious was nearing the woman and checking her for any signs of life.

Suddenly the woman jumped up drawing out a rusty old looking knife and almost slicing Alexiouses throat. For a brief moment Melak was about to fire with his flamer on the woman when he remembered what Alexious said a moment ago "Just be sure not to set me on fire with that thing". Thinking what to do next Melak decided, he gathered his strength and was about to crash into the woman knocking her down when he heard Alexious barely shouting something that sounded like "behind", he stood still for another moment thinking if he wished to waste time checking what's behind him. Melak decided not to look back he took his flamer out and fired towards whatever was behind him while rushing towards the woman and crashing into her what brute force knocking her and himself into the ground, quickly regaining strength Melak took out his combat knife and jumped on the woman while she was still on the ground grabbing her neck and putting a knife towards her throat and saying "dont move we are here to help".
 

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Dean watched as Brast smacked Melak on the head, knocking his toothpick free. Dean supressed a laugh, Brast was a good sergeant, and would do a lot for his squad. He quickly divided them into teams and Dean found himself acting as a support role with Brast to Solamon and Jonas. He kept an eye out, scanning doorways before Brast told him to stack up on a door. Dean moved towards it and waited for Brast signal. He barged his way through and started to scan for anything.

Dean could see a pair of figures slumped against the far wall, it looks like one of them was breathing. Dean lowered his weapon, forgetting his training for a minute before he heard a very low taught sound, as if there was too much weight in the room. "Shit, this day just keeps getting better and better." Dean heard Brast yell out to him that it was a trap, before a pair of hands grabbed him and hurled him towards the door. Dean hit the frame and was knocked off his feet. He turned and watched as Brast fell through the floor. He quickly got to his feet and aimed his flashlight down. He heard and gunshot come from another room, and wasn't sure where to go. It was his fault that Brast fell, but one of his squad mates could be hurt or worse. In the end his concious won and he yelled down to Brast, "Sergeant if you can here me I'm coming down there." He knew this wasn't going to end well, but what the heck. He prepared to leap down the hole.
 

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His breath came in disciplined draws as they continued the long and arduous work of clearing out the Habitations Sector. The copper like smell of blood hung in the air, blood and brief pockets of decay in some areas. It was humid inside of the hab units due to the air recycling units being shut down. Also glo globes, some cracked and in disrepair continued to flicker and spark with the rolling power surges running through the hab facility. A few troopers attempted to make small talk, but they gave up after the second or third unanswered question. Every new discovery, each more gruesome than the last began to erode the squads discipline. He noted that a trooper had began to relax and suck on a toothpick in the middle of a sweep and clear and another had lit an Iho stick. He watched as Sargent Brast stomped past them into the room the troopers in question had just cleared. Seconds later the reassuring bark of Brast giving both Melak and Felix a good tongue lashing for their lack of discipline.

The fug these troopers think this is? An evening at the governors estate? Throne alive these jabber maws are going to get us all killed...

It irked Solamon to talk like he did sometimes, but he could not help the fact that he continued to use curses more frequently. He spoke in a tone that only the two troopers (Jonas and an NPC) next to him could hear. But in his mind his thoughts drifted akin to a descision that maybe this mission was tedium not worth the energy of such a prestigious group such as the 17th Brontian Longknives. He shook his head and cleared these thoughts of borderline insubordination, if it was the emperors will that they clear these habitations of danger then so be it. Renewed with a new outlook towards the mission he walked with particularly renewed zeal behind a few troopers assembled in a disciplined beta close quarters formation.

It was Solamons turn to clear the next room, having quickly stepped to the fore to avoid being paired up with Brast. He admired the Sargent and wished to work with him, but not while he was steaming mad because of a few troopers lax discipline. Once he realized that he would be paired with Jonas he cursed his luck at getting stuck with one of the more talkative troopers, swallowing his displeasure and marching forward. He hefted his Lasgun to the fore, placing the padded stock square with his shoulder. Solamon glanced over at Trooper Jonas and spoke in a sharp tone.

Jonas... You ready for this one? When we get in there you watch my fuggin' back.

The door looked as if it had been ripped off the hinges and then hastily repaired just enough to keep the door upright. Solamon lifted his heavy boot and planted his heel dead center, ripping the door back off its ramshackle hinge and onto the floor. In mere seconds he had stalked into the room and swept his gun mounted flash lamp around the blackness that enveloped the room. The stench of congealed blood was thick in the air, puddles of the now syrupy bodily fluids lay here and there about the hab unit. Corpses too... many slumped over against each other, propped upright and some sprawled unceremoniously onto the ground. Solamon stopped at the body of the nearest vicitim, planting the toe of his boot underneath the corpses shoulder and lifting it a bit in order to get a good look at it. It was a male, midde aged and from the looks of his dress he was a hab worker. The victims face was smeared with gore and his eyes were frozen in a look of sheer terror, he let the body down gently only to see movment to his side.

ROOMS CLEAR... Looks like a bunch of hab unit workers, all of them are pretty messed up. THE FUG WAS THAT!

He spun to his right with his finger on the trigger of his lasgun, a corpse not much different from the one he examined started to rise from its sitting position against the wall. Solamon was just about step forward in an attempt to help the victim when he saw that the hab workers face was hanging half off in ribbons of torn flesh. He lifted his lasgun to fire when off to the other side he heard a cable snap, the distinct whine of metal against metal and then the Sargent yell for them to get out. Suddenly the floor buckled and gave way sending Solamon, Brast and Jonas tumbling to the floor and then blackness. For what seemed like hours blackness enveloped Solamon yet in reality it was only seconds. He forced open his heavy eyelids, a sudden pain filling his side. He was bleeding from his left nostril in a steady stream, and the pain flaring up from his side gave the impression of bruising at the least. He sat up gingerly and reached over to take his lasgun back from a pile of detritus that had attempted to hide it from him. His legs were shaky at first, standing and finally forcing his body cooperate. He saw Jonas laying on his back attempting to gain his bearings as well. He trudged past a few lengths of plasteel and lumps of flooring materials, crouching and patting Jonas on his flak armor shoulder pad.

Fug that was close, are you still combat effective trooper? What the hell...

Solamon noticed that the entire host of corpses had began to stir, now that the trap was sprung it was time for these hosts of chaos to finish off the troopers. Slowly they began to amble forth, mindless beings created only to propagate the filth of nurgle all mutilated and diseased in some way. Trooper Glymyr looked around for some sort of way out, the exits all blocked by barriers of building materials and detritus. The furthest wall on the other hand had been dented and smashed by some sort of blunt object, only to hear the ring of something metallic off the plascrete floor. He watched as Sargent Brast rolled out of the way of a sledgehammer toting corpse, saving his cranium by mere milliseconds. Solamon lifted his lasgun and compressed the trigger, the crack of super focused light emitting from the barrel sounded out. Almost instantaneously the sledge wielding corpses chest was ran through by a bright red beam of light. It merely turned around and started to trudge towards the trooper. Solamon adjusted his aim once more and sent another concentrated beam of energy through the corpses head. The exit wound was a crater of vaporized steam and viscera. It fell to its knees and finally gave a wail of despair as its unlife drained from it. From then on Solamon would take careful aim, robbing two more corpses of their cursed existence. The press of the undead soon began to overwhelm them both, Solamon responded by quickly drawing his Longknife. Speaking the litany of the blade as he attached it to the lug at the end of his rifle.

I must kill as the Glymyr of old... Fast...Hard...Cold...

Solamon uttered the final syllable and began a dance of killing thrusts and slashes. Picking his enemies apart with superior celerity and sheer will to survive. Foreheads were pierced and shorn either left or right. Heads were lopped off due to savage sweeps of his blade. He even went so far as to uppercut his blade into the brain of one of the corpses, taking the precious few seconds to watch the realization of salvation creep across its bloodshot pupils. Slowly but surely they were making progress, inch by inch they continued to fight towards the Sargent who was fighting his own brutal battle with the corpses. Solamon yelled over the dint of moans and crackle of Lasgun fire at Sargent Brast.

SIR WE NEED TO GET THE FUG OUT OF HERE AND REGROUP WITH THE REST OF THE SQUAD! THE DOORS A BLOCKED! SIR! WHAT DO YOU SUGGEST?
 

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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…..
 

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Jonas listened to Brast orders and started to follow him directly. Jonas took the lead with Solamon when Brast signalled for them to do so. They got to a set of 3 door, one being boarded up, so only two rooms to clear. Jonas watched as Brast walked away with Dean toward the one rooms.
Solamon told Jonas to watch his back just before he kicked to door down, even if the door looked like it would have fallen by just breathing on it.
The room they got into was more like a scene of slaughter than a room.
Jonas looked around and tried not to think to much about the stench of death.
Jonas heard some noise and directly turned around towards the door to see a cable snap, then he heard Brast yell something about getting out, but before the could react the floor fell away under them.

One second Jonas was standing, the next he was one floor further down on the floor. Solamoin was up before Jonas and so he pulled him up to stand and askin him if he was ok..
"I am ok." Jonas said to Solamon when he was standing again. Then Jonas noticed the bodies started to move. Not good, not good at all. Jonas thought fast. Jonas quickly looked for his lasgun, but could not reach it so he pulled out his Long Knife and started to move towards his lasgun, hitting some Zombies on the way. He got to it and took it but shouldered it, as he knew it was to much zombies there to use it.
Jonas then started to follow Solamon towards Brast.
 

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Felix felt time ebb so slowly it might as well have stopped completely. He was tempted to light another lho-stick at the sight of Eli going off on some "inspirational speech". This guy sounds about as nervous as i feel Felix thought as he let his mind drift off.

As Eli continued on about duty and courage, Felix heard an almost distant but far too close sound of a weapon's discharge. Raising his index finger to his lips, Felix quietened Eli and turned the safety of his lasgun off. "Better go get Serpio. That definitely was weapons fire and i dont think we had friendlies near us." Felix hissed quickly as he began moving off toward the sound of the shot
 

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Melak and Alexious; As Melak keeps his knife pressed against the woman's throat in an attempt to keep her still, she does the seemingly unthinkable. With a grin on her face, she lunges forward, his blade slicing her open but not before her own blade bites deep into Melak's gut, slipping between the segments of his armour before something big slammed into him. Alexious manages to stagger to his feet in time to witness Melak blasting a portion of the hab with his bulky flamer, but this completely missed the second attacker, but the spurt did manage to keep him back. As Melak deals with the woman, you move to take this guy on and keep him from the heavy weapon trooper. As you step forward though, you see metal in his hand, shortly before he levels it in your direction and pulls the trigger of his shotgun. The blast hits Alexious squarely in the chest and throws him off his feet, again, and into Melak.

[Melak, before Alexious comes crashing into you, any thoughts on what this woman just did? Oh and that blade to the gut might hurt a bit. Getting knocked into is a little disorienting, but it might have pointed you in the right direction, you know at this guy. Alexious, the blast was fragmented, your flak armour took the bulk of the blow; all your really feeling is the shock of the hit and no real damage. Getting knocked into a flamer rig might not be great, but your less disoriented by what just happened. Might be a good idea to kill this bastard and get out before those flames spread.]


Solamon and Jonas; The most well placed shots do keep these things down, but the stabs from your blades do apparently less damage. Might come down to which can do more outright damage, since lasting pain and severing vital arteries or organs would have little effect on the dead. Being new recruits on your first major campaign, and having just been dropped down a floor and now facing with a small horde of zombie's, its not hard to see that your aim is less than stellar. Solamon, you stab into the back of one zombie's head, only for it to wrench back and take your blade with it. Before you can kill the thing to get your blade, another zombie pushes into you and your forced to deal with that one first. Jonas, as Solamon has to deal with the pair, your covering his back from three more zombie's.

[Yeah, deal with a few/most of these things; they are not complete pushovers but put enough shots into a body and its not getting back up, undead or not. The windows are boarded up, all you have to work with are the lights you have on you.]


Dean; It might not be the best of moves but you jump down to the lower level, lasgun clutched tightly to your chest. Before you can hit the ground though, you crash into something, or rather someone, and you both roll across the floor. Springing back to your feet, you aim your gun at the other form in time to see Brast using a cultists head like a ball before putting a round in his chest. Looks like you just stopped an enemy from offing your sergeant, good for you.

[Brast turns to you with a smile on his face, something you can barely make out what with the severe lack of light. Time to help the others and keep them from getting overwhelmed.]


Felix; You start to run up the stairs, only to bump into someone on their way down. You manage to grab hold of the stair railing while the other person is not so fortunate and hits the bottom of the stairs. Looking down, you see the bloodied form of a man, a rather large calibre pistol just out of reach of his hand, from which it had fallen from.

[Yeah, deal with this guy and get up top; your gonna notice a room on fire with Alexious and Melak in it so if they haven't offed that guy with the shotgun then you might want to give them a hand.]
 

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Alexious was about to launch himself at the figure, he saw the glint of metal, meaning only one thing.
He had a weapon...
...Alexious tried to bring himself to miss the shot but in the end he found he had turned his body in sauch a way that the pellets glanced into him, most of them reflecting off his flak armour, one lodged into his arm and he grunted in pain as he was thrown backwards by the blast and into Melak who had a knife implanted in his flak Armour.
Alexious grunted in pain as he rolled onto his back, his vision was blurry on the edges and he swore his ears were full of water.
He lifted himself to his feet to see the flamer rig, he turned away from it.
'Better let the special weapons trooper deal with it,' Thought Alexious as he dived back towards the figure, knife in hand and a battlecry on his lips.
 

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Dean prayed to the Emperor as he dropped. That is until he got hit by something as hard as a wall. He smashed into the floor, and rolled to his feet raising his lasgun. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the guy he had impacted upon had already been dealt with by Brast. He had just saved his squad leader. Good choice dropping down he thought to himself as Brast smiled at him in thanks. He rushed over to Solamon and Jonas, who were being overwhelmed by the horde.

Dean smashed into a zombie, before attaching his bayonet. It would be best in this type of situation if he didn't shoot. Therefore he would have no chance of hitting a friendly. "Sorry I'm late guys,got attacked on my way down. Better late then never though I suppose." He spoke quickly as he reached the other two. He and the others were trying desperately to keep the zombies back but there were so many. Dean got knocked to the floor by one, which jumped on top of him, biting at him. Dean head butted it, thankful of his helmet before standing and shoving his knife through its throat.

Dean couldn't help but marvel how much it died like a wild animal from home. It thrashed around on the floor, as its vitals slowly poured out of it and pooled like a puddle next to its body. However there was no time to stand and watch, especially when his fellow squad mates were so hard pressed. He quickly rushed back towards the fight, the image of the dead still on his mind.
 

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"We are here to help", Melak said suddenly the woman looked at him and grinned as she leaped forward directly into his blade, "In the emperors name" was the only thing Melak said before feeling something penetrating his armor and then his skin.
Melak couldn't understand whats happened, it was all going to fast, he looked up and saw the woman dead in his arms with her throat open wide and then he looked down and he saw a piece of metal stuck in his stomach, he was losing blood, and started getting dizzy, only after three seconds he understood that the metal piece was a knife.

As Melak figured that the woman stabbed him, all the pain started reaching towards his brain, it was like fire through his veins and in every move he made he could feel the blade slashing inside his stomach. Melak was about to pull the blade out when something hit him and knocked him back on the floor. Now confused even more then before and losing a lot of blood Melak looked back and saw two figures, one near him and the other towering above him.

After a brief moment Melak figured that the figure near him is Alexious and that some guy just shot him and knocked him to the ground.
Melak's flamer was laying somewhere near by, trying to figure out what to do, he slowly reached towards his flamer as Alexious got up and charged at the figure shouting something, everything was getting blurry as he reached his flamer, for a second he blacked out the next thing he saw was Alexious brawling with the other man, Melak moved his hand and felt the grip of his flamer around it, he picked up the flamer and trying to raise his voice as much as he could he shouted "Alexious move NOW!", then he fired towards the man.
 

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Alexious threw a punch at the brute, the man caught it and twisted, nearly snapping Alexious' hand off, but he pulled his hand out of his glove before he could and jabbed his knife into teh mans gut, he saw blood and felt a warm trickle of blood run down his hand but the man was completely oblivious to it and kept rushing at him.
Alexious heard Melak yell something but his voice was soft and blubbery, it sounded like he was losing alot of blood.
At teh last second Alexious caught the meaning of the words and snatched his glove back from the Giant and rolled away.
 

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Solamon continued to stab and shoot at the press of mindless killers that attempted to overwhelm them. It seemed like a fools errand to him, attempting to kill every single on of these accursed beings. What little light came from the boarded windows cracks showed them to be way past the grace of the emperor. He pulled his blade back from the chest of a male hab worker and lifted his lasgun right to the mans face, he pulled the trigger and watched as the lasbolt lanced through the zombified mans face. He looked down at the charge counter and cursed aloud. The counter told him that his lasguns charge pack was almost depleted, that and the fact that his las bolts were not as potent as when the fray had first began.


Almost out! Fug these things just wont die!

He continued to stab and shoot at the press, his nerves wound up to a fine thread as he continued to kill and kill some more. A woman that looked like she belonged to a Hab Gang before the outbreak lept from the side in an attempt to rip at Solamons throat with her bloodied nails that were filed down to points by some crude method. He lifted his blade and put forth a thrust with all his might. The blade impaled the woman in the chest with a wet thunk as it forced past her bone and came to rest just below her heart. The hab ganger smiled blood riddled grin and wrenched his blade from the lug slot on his lasgun and turned to shamble away with her prize. Before he would raise his Lasgun in an attempt to lay the thief down when another of the undead tackled him to the ground. He fell on his back near another corpse that had already been slain a second time and raised his lasgun barrel first planting the barrel onto the mans chest and pressing the trigger. The last charge in his lasguns cell expelled from the barrel and punched through the corpses chest. It continued to claw at Solamon with a hungry look in its cloudy eyes, his fingers barely a few centimeters away from Solamons cheeks. Solamon quickly planted his feet upon the corpses stomach and pushed with all his might. The corpse stumbled back and tripped over one of its fallen comrades, it gave a roar of undead anger and then got up and sprang forward once more. Solamon rolled to his right and fumbled for the charge cell for his lasgun, hands shaky as he expelled the depleted energy core and jammed the charge pack up into the mag feed. He felt the reassuring hum of energy pulsing through the weapons internal feed lines. He looked up only to find his assailant a few steps away from him. He lifted his lasgun and placed a group of three shots in the corpses chest. It groaned and then fell to its knees finally enjoying the sweet embrace of death.

Fuggin wastehole... Where is that witch with MY FUGGIN BLADE!

Solamon scanned the scene with his rifle raise, seeing the hab ganger attempt to pull the knife from her chest. He watched as she wrenched the blade from her solar plexus and charged Jonas from the side. He took careful aim and held his breath, a quick squeeze of his finger and a las bolt penetrated her head through and through. The hab ganger dropped his blade with a clatter and fell off to the side in a messy pile of brain matter and detritus. Solamon jogged the few paces and scooped up his blade, replacing it at the lug slot and locking it back into place once more. He looked over at Jonas and yelled aloud over the din of battle.


TROOPER JONAS! TRY AND GET SOME OF THOSE BOARDS ON THE WINDOW OFF! WE NEED TO GET THE FUG OUTTA HERE NOW...
 

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As Felix reached the stairs, he could make out the voices of some of his squad and the smell of fire. Quickly, Felix hurried up the stairs, heedless of the sound of boots coming down the stairs. As he dashed up the stairs, he looked up at the last second to see another person rushing down the stairs. Too late, Felix tried to stop himself but couldnt and he and the man slammed into each other. Falling to the side of the stairs, Felix reached out and was able to grab ahold of the railing to arrets his fall and watch as the unknown man wasnt as lucky and went falling straight to the floor.

Moving back down the stairs, Felix saw the man begin to stir and move. Felix held his lasgun up when he saw a large pistol just out of his hand's reach. As the potential enemy went to reach for his gun, Felix dashed over to him and kicked the gun away. As the man looked up at him, Felix saw the markings of the enemy on the man. With a sneer, Felix brought the his lasgun to the man's face and fired. As the scent of burnt meat reached his nose, Felix quickly raced back up the stairs and followed the sounds of fighting.

Breathless, Felix reached the room and was knocked back by the heat as Melak unleashed a gout of flame from his flamer. Rising back to his feet, Felix saw the burnt remains of the enemy soldier laying on the ground. Entering the room with his lasgun raised, Felix saw Alexious on the floor and Melak looking bordering unconsciousness. Moving over to Melak, Felix offered him a hand. "What in the Throne happened here?"
 

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Jonas continued to hack at the zombies for a little while, and the started to shoot at them, he knew he was not the best person at aiming, but in the crowd of zombies it was not hard to hit either. Jonas noticed that the windows were boarded up when he looked around a bit more. He continued to shoot at the zombies when he noticed that Solamon lost his blade to a zombie, but then some zombies charged Jonas so he could not help him.
Somehow Jonas managed to kill two of them, but the last one had a knife all of a sudden, Jonas realised that it was Solamon's knife, but before he could do anything the zombie fell dead to the floor.
Jonas nodded quickly to thanks Solamon. Then Solamon shouted something about boards and windows so Jonas made the conclusion that he wanted out.
"Will try to!" Jonas yelled back while making his way to one of the windows and starting to try to get away some of the boards.
 

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Fire spited from the "mouth" of the flamer incinerating the soldier as Alexious dodged the flame. The room caught fire and smoke was everywhere, this made it very hard for Melak to breath properly. Trying to stay conscious Melak took small and fast breaths to avoid smoke getting into his throat and choking him.

Little by little, step by step, Melak started falling into the darkness of unconsciousness. As he was about to pass out a light hit him in the eyes, it was annoying, he tried to concentrate and make the light vanish but then he realized that the light is coming from something. Melak slowly opened his eyes, he saw Alexious laying on the floor next to him, breathing heavily and tired, he looked forward and saw Felix running into the room, lasgun in his hand, Felix approached Melak and offered him a hand while asking, "What in the Throne happened here?", Melak tried to answer him but he started coughing as soon as he was about to speak, the only he thing he successfully said was, "get me out of here... please!".

Felix started carrying him away and soon Melak passed out again.
 
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