The Salamanders Marine, Agrast, glanced over at Urgaine momentarily, before scoffing audibly. “What color these wretches are is of no concern to me, as long as they are dead.” He then turned towards the hatch in the back of the Thunderhawk, holding himself ready for the order.
Suddenly, the entire ship shook again, only this time, it felt like it was from an impact of some kind. The shaking never stopped either, the entire ship constantly rumbling.
“Brother Marniel. Status?” Captain Vogus spoke up, after which the vox leading to the back part of the ship crackled to life. “The orks seem to have taken over gun emplacements near the space port. They are opening fire upon us.”
Vogus’ eyes narrowed, before speaking up again. “Go for evasive tactics. Make way to the forum and take out any orks disrupting the area and the landing site.” “Yes, Captain.”
However, Vogus was already walking to the back of the ship, before reaching for a switch on the side, pulling it as a siren went off, paired with the noise of heavy metal grinding open, coming from the back hatch of the ship opening up, revealing a ruined city with constant firefights.
Vogus just calmly stood there, peering down into the city as they soared over it, slowing down gradually as they slipped out of range of the Imperial Flak Cannons. “Forward advance. On my signal, leap out of the Thunderhawk. Vanguards, you shall follow suit. We shall cover you from up here until the forum has been cleared enough for the Thunderhawk to make landfall."
He turned around to face his Kill-Team again. Brother Agrast checked his Combi-Melta once more as he marched up the opening. Brother Menelaos checked his chainsword over again, giving Tullius and Ruhr the space needed to make for the rear hatch.
Finally, the Thunderhawk flew over a more open area, with ruined statues in honor of the Emperor of Man reduced to nothing but rubble. Ork boyz swarmed the area, but in smaller numbers than some of the previous locations they flew over. “Up dere! Spaise Mareens! Get’em!” One of the orks bellowed out as they aimed their flimsy shootas for the aircraft. Agrast already opened fire from his position, taking out a few orks already. Soon, the Thunderhawk hovered down until about one story off of the ground. “Forward, brothers!” Vogus called out, making room for the initial three Sternguard to move out, and then the two Vanguard.
Brother Agrast was the first to go, leaping out of the Thunderhawk without hesitation, as his heavy boots crashed down into the broken up pavement of the forum, unleashing bolter fire on his way down. However, as the Sternguard would make their exit, heavy gunnery began to fire at them. On a number of nearby ruined buildings, Ork Lootas set up their own custom Shoota, and even some Rokkitboyz launched a haphazardly barrage of missiles, which slammed into the Thunderhawk’s side.
Vogus’ voice thundered through the Vox. “Brother Castaigne. Brother Menelaos. Prioritise those Heavy Artillery troops. Keep their fire off of the Thunderhawk.”
Vogus’s words weren’t even cold yet as Menelaos jumped out of the Thunderhawk, before his jumppack fired up, launching the Marine skyward, straight for one of the ruined buildings from which a Rokkitboy had fired his barrage. “For Minos, and the Emperor! To hell with you, greenskin!”
And with the following chorus of splatters and orkish grunts, the alien’s torso was severed.
Down on the ground, Orks closed in on the Sternguard, forcing Brother Argast to switch weapons, hanging his Combi-Melta from his belt as he brought up his Flamer, unleashing a torrent of fire upon the Orks.
Up in the ship, Vogus rose his Stormbolter up, unleashing a hailstorm of bullets towards a street which had more troops pouring forth aswell. “Brother Urgaine. Move down to join our Sternguard brothers, aswell. Make sure to stem flow of Orks.”
With that said, Vogus stepped out of the ship aswell, plummeting down with a harsh thud, as he single-handedly wielding his Stormbolter, gunning down encroaching orks, as the last two Battle-Brothers, Brother Korik and Brother Odrius stepped forward to the hatch, providing covering fire from above, mostly aiming to keep Orks off of Urgaine and Vogus.