Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-7974155-20140721012547/@comment-24821739-20140807020924

Tychus lookes between buildings,  his tactical mind finding choke points and ambush sites. He knew they needed to go south, but it's never good to walk into a trap. Something had killed Omega. Something strong.

"Epsilon formation. North, excecute.", Tychus began walking to the south, keeping a good eye on his surroundings.