To Slay a Xenos

*meanwhile with the baron's son n drax*
"I'll help you get yer chance"

+Baron, do you read? the Pillar just picked up the gravity corridor on scans+

"They are close... expect attack soon, we should get into defensive positions"

+Thunderhawks 2, 4 and 6, drop payloads+ *after a couple of minutes the Predators are delivered to the defense line*

Ooc: this place is pretty heavily defended.

"i need to speak to your leader"

drak: heh i'll hold you to that

Thallax: Identify.

"Alrighty"

Baron:+well crap...+

+this isn't a oh crap situation baron, in a matter of hours the skies will be black with millions of xeno+

+are your defenses prepared?+

+as good as we can get em, when the tyranids arrive expect the vox to stop working; they will most likely take out the satellites and power cables of this world. Don't worry about us out here, were good to hold out for weeks+

drak: same wager as always?

+Our ships in orbit can replace the satellites and work as relays for vox comms. Baron, this is worse than well crap, should our position fall, i request permission to order orbital bombardment+

Dren: you know it drax

drak: so all that's left to do is wait, I cant tell if I should be bored or excited

he chuckles

"inquisitor verna bevourn"

Thallax: why are you here

as night falls on the outlying settlements, the Earth trembles once more, the ground starts splitting open between settlements and close to others as the solar flares heat up, interfering with electronics. the earth settles soon after and an awkward silence settles in as sensors look skyward, a number of sensor anomalies roaming the atmosphere. then the ever blunt mechanical readouts speaks up
+Tyranid Spores detected+
after the initial spore has been identified a number of anomalies are identified as yet more spores as they dot the sky like rogue stars before crashing down. at first the expected landing zone of the Tyranid incursion holds true as the spores hit planetside, but then outliers are detected as they strike deeper into towards the capital. the majority of spores hit where they were predicted but a number of spores have landed between settlements around the capital, outside defensive firing lanes

within hours patrols are missing as they've failed to return during the initial touchdown

"Colour sergeant, wake the men...it has begun"

*the colour sergeant runs over to a building and begins to wake the sleeping militia/Praetorians*

The marines are already up, standing like sentinels in the gloom.
"This is it, we fight or die"

"We shall fight, and hold them for as long as possible"

the knights alongside the blood angels are suited up and ready

Zane rounds up his marines, splitting them up into tactical squads, watching either ends of the city; the canyon offering only two ways in.

Eli nods.
"We will know if they're out there"

"They're out there, you can hear them scuttling around"

*the colour sergeant returns with every Praetorian, each one looking as if they never had to sleep*

"I can taste the spores in the air, the smell of insect"

cow-man wrote:

"I can taste the spores in the air, the smell of insect"

OOC wow you have hyperactive taste

ooc: space marines do that.

"You have a full face helmet atleast, still I'm not gonna risk it"
*The commander goes into his pack and pulls out a white mask, it has two glass circles for eyesight and what looks like a small rebreather built into the mouthpiece*

"I hate this waiting... Xenos cowards"

*The Praetorians set up along the ramparts and trenches as the militia move to aid them*

OOC y u no answer my PM bushy?

OOC: Internet is being a troll

They watch the approach yet the late night makes it hard to watch the approach as time ticks by in an almost anxious drain

when suddenly one of the heavy bolter teams starts firing
As the defender's eyes dart toward the tracer shells they see Genestealers, many of them, almost rising from the rocks to attack having been revealed. They're too close, already reaching the outer trenches in the darkness of the night and the shadow of the canyon walls
they're flooding in

"Open fire, all blood angels!" Shouts Zain, raising his bolter.
His brothers follow, their weapons spitting explosive death, as the drop pods open fire from above, their machine spirits opening fire at the creatures below, rockets and mass reactive bolts raining death from above.

"SALAMANDERS! FIRE!" *Raeven charges to the nearest genestealer, his powerfist connecting with its head moments before it claws a guardsman*

Ooc: diffrent place

OOC: at the trenches place???

Ooc:I'm not sure

*explodes*

Aww shit...I just had one of the most witty things to say...bugger..uhm...QUICK! IMPROV!


HAH

GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY

*all the nearby Praetorians open up with heavy bolters, lasguns and flammenwerfers*

OOC: Ze glorious flammenwaffer!

OOC: do you vant to light ze candlesh?

OOC: Jha danke

OOC it's in the canyon for this, but the gunfire can echo to nearby settlements
IC some of the mentioned mines are triggering now that caution by the Genestealer has been abandoned for an adrenal charge
Something leaps into one of the heavy bolter crew's presence and slashes at them with talons and claws as it's form is obscured from the light

OOC: oh

Shame you don't have any of my glorious mechanicum there

OOC: or my masses of meatshields...I mean valiant conscripts

OOC: You don't have the glorious men from stalinvast

we have more men

than the entire universe has ammo