Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-28917471-20150214113638/@comment-4948356-20150412001447

Sefarius had expected more... alot more... but he hid the dissapointment.

''...Very well... back to my lieutenant days then...''

"Men, given the severatiy of the situation, I'll be breif. It is suspected that an unknown amount of mutants from the black decks of attempted to sabotage the ship. If we don't restore the generatorium, We'll be sitting ducks for whatever the warp sees fit to throw at us today. It's risky as all hell, but we don't have a choice, we have to go in, clear the mutants, and restore power."

He looked at all of them, the hardened faces of each staring back...

"Now then. While it may be an unknown amount, we need to expect the worst. Expect around a hundred or more mutants... expect them to be armed and dangerous. Now when we near the Generatorium, Everyone is to stick to cover, I wouldn't put it past them to not have a few patroling the halls. When we get to the generatorium, we will split into three teams. Khaul, I'll be with your sqaud, which will be under the callsign Delta."

He turns to look at Orlovio.

"Orlovio, I'm attaching you to Sergeant..."

He looks towards the sergeant to his left...

"Hale sir."

"Hale's squad, which will be Foxtrot, and..."

The last sergeant spoke up...

"Galant sir."

"Galant, You will be Beta. Now then..."

Turning to face the crowd...

"When we reach the entrance to the generatorium, Foxtrot will be on point, Followed by Delta, and Beta will cover both from the rear. Once the main room is secured, Delta and Foxtrot will remain there to keep it secured. Beta will return to the lift where they will escort the techpriests back to the room where they can everything working again."

He takes one more look at the assembled men, looking into each of their faces...

"I don't think anyone thought we would encounter any trouble before even entering the expanse... but it did. Perhapes... it was meant to. Perhapes this is our first true test as a ship and as a crew... A test to see if we are worty or not! Well, I don't aim to dissapoint! Are you, ARMSMEN!"