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[Runa_Cat]

Faizel waits for the coordinates of his acolytes, and looks around, finally taking note of Falco. He approaches Falco, and  goes to shake his hand, before realizing he would probably crush the other man's hand in his power armored fist. 'I am Faizel, Savior of Ignoxus. I am assuming you are the illustrious Lord Commissar Falco Sanders?'

[Muffin Heretic]

"Yea, have you gotten anything for me? And is that factory so valueable? if not, let's just bomb the thing from orbit if we have the coordinates."

[Apothecary Meros]

So'rem stayed stock still, speaking through his vox implant replacing his mouth. "How big is the control centre?"

He moves for the first time in a couple of minutes, to very slightly turn his head to Zielley. "We are looking for a valuable STC, as said by our sponsor who told us as such prior to out transit to ye surface." He isn't sure about Zielley's technical knowledge, so he adds: "An STC is very valuable indeed, I can assure you."

[senera2000]

Senera prepares himself for combat against the Iron Warriors.
"Is there any other information on the Iron Warriors or the control center. Equipment, information in the warsmith, secret passages, and such."

[Falco Sanders]

"Yes. You will address me as sir."

[Lucan Tyrius]

Lucan seems to be regarding the exchange between Faizel and Falco with amusement. He turns to So'Rem and Senera, as their questions were similar

"As I've said, we don't know how many there are... But they are dug in very well. Countless combat automations and turrets litter their defenses. The control center itself is roughly 3-5km in rectangular fashion. High walls made of plasteel and thick blast doors. The chaos forces have repaired most of the cracks, but there seems to be an underground passage that was used for maintenance perposes. While it doesn't directly connect to the control center, a few well placed krack or melta charges will be enough to clear a way. Alternatively we could escort a tech priest to a door and hope he can open it before we are turned into molten slag by the defenses..."

He pressed in several things on his wrist comp and several armsman showed up

"These men will take you to your tents. You're also welcome to my armory while here... But I insist you return Whatever you borrow. We will convine In a few hours to discuss details of the assault. Until then you are free to go about the camp."

[Runa_Cat]

'i will not be calling you Sir, as I outrank you, being a Lord Inquisitor'

[Apothecary Meros]

"No Techpriest will be required. I am more than capable of bypassing any uncooperative machine spirits." He glances over at Senera. "I would request that the more zealous among us would perhaps leave some of the turrets and traps our enemies lay in tact, for they may come in handy."

So'rem's Mechadendrites twitch slightly while he walks past Falco and Faizel, looking disdainfully upon them both until he meets with the armsmen. He checks on the small human, Zielley, slowing down in case she decides to continue to stick close to him. D'gahvahral lumbers in his master's wake.

[senera2000]

"I would like to hear more about this underground passage. Do the Iron Warriors know of it's existence?"
Senera says after the Salamander leaves.

[Falco Sanders]

*Falco looks the inquisitor up and down, then nods*

"Fair enough. I hope you're enjoying your position just as much as I did." And he seems to find that last line funny...

*Falco glances at so rem and his eyes narrow... then he follows the armsmen muttering about something under his breath. *

[Muffin Heretic]

Zielley opts to stick arround together with Senera and keeps asking:
"So... what's holding us from using orbital bombardment?"

[Lucan Tyrius]

Lucan sighs and looks at the girl
"Because there is valuable things we want inside, and blowing it up defeates the purpose."

A low wailing siren begins to part the air with its mournful call. A harbinger if death. Lucan looks east and one can see smoke rising from the manufactorum, though it was kilometers away.

"Damn... It seems our time table has been moved up. We need to go now!"

He waves up two sqauds of guardsmen, they are not Falco's, but rather Xeljek Storm Talons. They have large backpacks and heavier armor, Carapace by the look of it.

"Follow me closely, all of you..."

He beings walking towards the wall at the near the edge of camp, and everyone follows. You find the men scrambling about into various makeshift bunkers and foxholes as you skirt the wall. Then, as if a portent if destruction you hear a wailing as artillery shells begin ripping into the camp. Lucan expertly leads you around the explosions and to a door way. One inside you notice you are in a small, damp tunnel. Pipes line the walls and ceiling and it's dreadfully dark for the non augmented.

"This is the tunnel... We have to go ahead about a click and a half before we get to the area that is near enough to the underground connection to the manufactorum. Stay on guard, we don't know what's down here..."

[Apothecary Meros]

Although he may have had something of a head start, So'rem's heavy armour and his slow Servitor companion result in him being the last to enter. Being a Salamander - selfless as always - he would have entered last regardless, to ensure the safety of all others. So'rem flickers a small torch on the front of his Bolter into life to assist the non augmented amongst them. He maintains silence for now, but his eyes address everyone in the tunnel to make sure they suffered no injury.

[Muffin Heretic]

Zielley crouches down behind Senera and whispers: "F*ck, I'm still unarmed, Black Templar, can you get me a part of this piping on the wall? at least then I'm not completly helpless."
At least - she thinks to herself - if I can't see the enemy in this darkness, hopefully they can't see me either.

[Runa_Cat]

Faizel draws his blade, thumb hovering over the activation rune

[senera2000]

Senera taps the pipes to see if there's anything flowing through them. And if there isn't he tears a section of pipe about 70cm long and thick enough to fit in Zielley hand and hands it to her.

"Well... no use in waiting around. Let's move then"

[Falco Sanders]

"No vox... Ugh... if my men die Lucan..."

*With some reluctance Falco begins to walk down the tunnel, chainsword drawn, cybernetic eye dimming to a very dull red whilst its low light settings are illuminating the tunnel to him, even at its darkest point.

[Lucan Tyrius]

Lucan turns to Falco, his iridescent eye lenses giving off an errie emerald glow.

"Yes, Commissar? Do finish your thought..."

He draws his force sword, it leaping to life with bright green fire, illuminating the passage for some way

"Do not worry about ambush or traps, my men already scouted this tunnel."

He moves out in front of the group.

"Follow me..."

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After about an hour of walking the sounds of tge artillery faded into low thuds in the distance. Lucan stopped the group in a large chamber that had opened up in the tunnel

"This is where we must set the charges... Rest up and get ready, we don't know what nasty surprises they'll have in store for us..."

[Apothecary Meros]

The Salamander deactivates his torch and allows a Mechaendrite to take the Bolter from his hands and attach it to his hip. He beckons over Senera with a sly lean of the head.

[senera2000]

Senera nods to the Salamander and stands in front of the wall where the charges are to be set with his shield raised to provide cover to the team and hammer ready to strike anything or anyone that stands in his path.
"Well then.. set the charges, Or shall I put my thunder hammer to work on the wall?"

[Falco Sanders]

*Falco draws his pistol*

[Lucan Tyrius]

Lucan motions for his men to set the charges

"I am unsure of what we will find, but our primary objective is to secure the armory, all else is secondary. We should also try to disable those artillery guns if possible... Is everyone clear on the plan? Any questions?"

[Apothecary Meros]

"All good here." The Salamander replies, unmoving.

[Muffin Heretic]

Zielley hides behind the Senera.
"Just one, Sir: Can we loot the armoury or will that stuff consume us since it's deamon imbued?"

[senera2000]

"None", Senera replies.
With his Storm Shield held up and Thunder hammer ready, Senera stands ready to breach the wall.

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