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[Brother Agatone]

The fleet exits the warp, and I enter squad chambers, " men were deploying by drop pod, we must be on the drop deck within the hour. The captain has ordered us to be the companies spear tip, so be prepared," I say.

[Lord Ariok]

Marcus turns around to meet Ortan's gaze "i will be at the drop deck soon brother i would intend going now if matters here have been resolved. How many other companies are deploying with us?" Marcus stands from his seat in the chambers and picks up his chainblade pressed the activation trigger a few time making a reving sound

[Fallen Angels95]

thumbs the activation rune on his powersword, Vanquisher. "We shouldn't need that many, they don't have the man power for an ipeial world. One squad would be enough." laughs and lets his smile lingers as he feels the intensive niggling of the power coursing through his hand. "It is a religious world afterall"

[Doomdrinker1]

Arrives at drop pod bay (opens inter squad vox) "brothers this should be fun although it is regretable, I would much prefare purgeing some dambed xeno scum"

[Draco Ny'ade]

walks in, bolter, pistol and grenades ready. also carries a knife and stalker bolter

[Authrix]

I walked over towards the drop pod, glancing left and right, watching other squads board their pods. My footsteps are lost among the commotion in the drop bay. I look towards my pod for a second before calling the embarking squad.
"Hail Brothers!" A few turn to look, but most of the squad continues preparing to deploy. I relax my grip on my bolter as I approach.

[Fallen Angels95]

grabs power sword, plasma pistol and force gladius "Come let us purge!" walks towards the drop pods "Squad, with me!"

[Brother Agatone]

"To answer your question, the entire legion is deploying. Although they are religious zealots, reports reveal that they have legions of warriors armed with sophisticated weaponry that would be seen as heresy," I say. "There religious leader sits on a thrown in vast temple like bastion in the heart of their capital. Luckily we are one of the companies assigned to taking it. Now board the drop pods, we deploy in twenty minutes."

[Authrix]

Twenty minutes. Standard deployment time. I turn to another marine in the squad. "Hail brother." He looks up at me, a slight annoyance in his face.
"What is it you require?"
"Mind telling me a little about the squad?"
A knowing grin spread across his face. "Fresh blood?"
"More a transfusion."
He nodded. "Let me begin with this man..."

(OOC: someone else carry on please.)

[Doomdrinker1]

(claps hand on Kastriv's shoulder) "Kastriv is it. Welcome to the squad, fresh from the scout company aren't you; you'l be sticking with me on this one" (stows lascannon into weapon rack and mag-clams bolt pistol to thigh) "rejoice brothers we will be the tip of the spear the greatest honour lies with us"

[Brother Agatone]

" enough chit chat, strap yourselves in. We have five minutes to deployment."

[Lord Ariok]

Marcus imediatly move towards his dedicated Drop Pod and boards it with a fire in his heart and hatred in his soul. "i will bet our company gets the kill " Marcus says through squad vox

[Authrix]

Kastriv nodded. "Aye, 5th wouldn't have me. Something about a training exercise that went wrong a while ago." He stepped into the pod, securing his harness. He Bolter clicked as he stripped it one last time.

[Fallen Angels95]

"knowing my squad, i bet we'll get the first kill" laughs overthe vox as he lowers the master crafted MK2 helm onto his chiseled features. straps in and looks over at marcus. "you ready?"

[Brother Agatone]

The pod closes and rotates into position, and soon a red glow spreads throughout the pod. A voice in my vox says, " ten seconds to launch." " For the emperor, brothers. Glory to the sixteenth. First one to the catch severs the head," I say.

[Doomdrinker1]

"For the emporer, glory to the sixteenth!" I and my brothers repeat

[Brother Agatone]

Suddenly the pod launches and we are glued to our restraint harnesses. Estimated time to touchdown, four minutes.

[Doomdrinker1]

Fiery commets blaze through the sky; hundreds of them; the preist's and relgious zelots deem this the appocalyse, a sign that there gods have deemed them unworthy, that they deserve only fire and death; but there is a glimmer of hope, if they rebel against these invaders who have desecrated there belief, condemed there gods, deemed them unworthy, sentanced them to death! If they rise up and defeat these naysayers then they will be delivered from this hell to paradise, to there gods so worthy of there praise. So they rose up in there thousands, no in there millions a rabble of zelots, but thye had never seen the warriors they now faced they beliefed that they were faceing mere men, mortals with all the weakness of them, they were not. They encountered the Emporers angels of death, at the sight of the space marines even there zealos preist's faltered in there chanting. They met the fury of angels and where found wanting.
(writings of battle brother Icarus after the first compliance campain)

[Fallen Angels95]

looking over at Marcus, i see the same blazing hatred in his eyes as in my own. As I land storms of religious gaurd bullets pitter patter across my armour...doing little to annoy me. i charge my plasma pistol and fire, exploding a statue of one of their gods . My sowrd carves another in two and I smile as it topples to the ground crushing the hapless priests. "There is no point in resisting! lay down your weapons and offer us your compliance! We are the angels of death, and we know NO fear!" my squad roars in agreeance as we charge into the fray. I ignore women and children, as is my custom. "Stay your hand from the innocent. Kill only those in defiance! Some here do not deserve to die!"

[Brother Agatone]

A legionary gets have his helm blown away from incoming fire from a nearby building. The legionary falls limp as I cath his hulking form from falling to the ground. "Squad wipe theming ,and provide covert fire. Jerzo procure our fallen brother's geneseed," I say. A heretic charges me with an ornate sword, but his head explodes with concussive force as my power maul bashes in the side of his hooded head.