Board Thread:Warhammer 40k Roleplay/@comment-24821739-20140702040002/@comment-28917471-20140823190537

IC: Ansgar was pleased that cooperation between his team-mates was improved, yet there was much to deal with. They lost a precious time while retrieving their strength, but they could not keep on going without being ready.

The Kill-Team's armour was heavily damaged, their equipment was less functional then before, and the ammunition was running out. They could not continue risking their life like this, they would also risk failing this mission. but something had to be done.

After making the long way, they had to return to surface. They had to know what was the condition of the Hive-City, they had to restore their supplies. Without everything, it would be a suicide mission.

Yet Ansgar did not forget that they were the Space Marines! There was no going back! Retreating now would cause them their honour, their mission. The brave soldiers who are fighting up there would lose their faith in the Marines, then it would be just a matter of time before the City will fall. They had to keep on going! No matter the odds! That was the way of a Space-Marine!

"Everyone! Take a big breath, and make sure that this is your last one!" - Said  Ansgar as he rose. "Then rise with me! And follow me to the lair where the beast is hiding!" - He shout. "I know that our situation is a dire one! But our duty demand of us that stand up and fight! There is no turning back! The Emperor did not gave his mortal flesh for naught! And so won't we! Mortals and Space-Marines alike! Rise with me and follow me until the end!" - Ansgar did no shout this time, but his voice was strong and inspiring. He held his Combat-Knife in the middle of the team, waiting for everyone else to join him.