>>40901015
Any information on what we should expect inside this space hulk, Commissar?

Aside from dead bodies, I mean.
*pushes one aside with his boot*

>>40901015
Commisar, Commisar! I have a plan!

>>40901036
Lemmings?

>>40901051
Of course! I may be able to rig up a sort of catapult with which to launch the dead bodies from. We can use the flung bodies to test out sections of the hulk before we move foward!

>>40901030
Could be anything, Ruh.
Is that trooper you just kicked holding a trombone? Evidently field command thought it would be funny to send in the Cadian marching band as our support...By the Throne, how I wish I still had respect!

>>40901036
Your name, trooper?

>>40901067
Lemming, sir. Guardsman Lemming, reporting for duty, SIR!

>>40901064
Whatever you do, Lemmings, don't do that to my dead body.

>>40901067
Yes, and I saw one a bit earlier with a flute.
Speaking of support, how did it go with that palatine sister after our last battle? She said she wanted to do a prostrate exam or something. Will we see them again?

>hefts grenade launcher
If I can requisition flares, Commisar, this will be a lot safer. Otherwise, requesting permission to liberally apply explosives to the task, sir.

>>40901072
Well, Lemming, your plan is stupid.

Quite apart from the fact that we need those bodies to form a defensive blockade, a catapult would have to be sanctioned by the Mechanicus before being used.

Or do you like the thought of being possessed by a heretical catapult of Slaanesh?!

>>40901100
Well Lemmings was condemned here due to innovation and tech-heresy, after all.

>>40901114
You should have seen what he did to the coffee-maker sir. We had to throw it out the airlock.

>>40901090
T-The sisters w-were perfectly th-thorough in their e-examination, Ruh...my prostate i-is NOT tainted...now, let's not speak of the matter again...

>>40901092
I have a few flares, but most of this Regiments aren't deemed important enough to have light sources.
Take this one, though, be careful with it.

>>40901114
Hey, the Mechanicum merely did not fully appreciate my Promethium Lance Idea!

>>40901122
Liberal application of explosives. Got it, Sir.

>fires grenade launcher down the corridor.
>distant squeals drown out the pop of the explosive.

Hey Lemmings, you take point, alright buddy?

>>40901122
Huh? She said prostRate, like, see how you both prostrated yourselves in front of the Emperor and then spend some time praying together. I head some of the other guys even ask for an examination once she had cleared up that misconception.

>>40901133
Wait, I thought the Commissar approved of the idea. Oh well. Commissar, what would be the plan? Search-and-destroy?

>>40901140
Just remember, if you run out of ammo, throw the grenade launcher and hope its balanced like some sort of boomerang!

>>40901140
No, we'll use my Catapult. It can doubles as a trap for any malignant warp forces.

Heh heh heh. Great! I haven't had the opportunity to clear out a space hulk before. So uh, Commissar, what are we looking for exactly?

>>40901149
>elbows Guardsman
If you want to keep your head hole-free, I suggest you shut your face, Comrade. I don't want brain-matter on my Flak Armor.
>>40901152
>tugs at rope tied between grenade launcher handle and his wrist
That's what this is for Sir!

>>40901015
Can I eat any of them?

>>40901151
We make sure that enough of us die for the Kasrkin squad to be able to follow our trail. If there are enough of us left by the time we reach the objective, we hold position...

>>40901149
Leave it be, Ruh, we are NOT revisiting this...

>>40901179
*hands over flask of water with a bored look*
For your ears, Gibbers.

>>40901168
Your mom.

>>40901179
*slams ammo crate* Hey! Quiet in there till we figure out what to do with you!

Just like old times, eh fellas?

>>40901155
Lemming, if you make that catapult, I'm putting your possessed arse on latrine duty.

>>40901179
What? NO! why would you-...oh, its you, Gibbers. If we don't need them later, of course.

>>40901192
Wouldn't surprise me if we were looking for that vicious old bat...

>>40901201
Turn him upside down for a spell, Catachan...and, as an added warning, stop lining my cigars with arsenic, its not clever.

>>40901015
Hello sir! The Administratum decided for me to be stationed here, given that it would cost too much to move me to my intended regime. I shall be the humble quartermaster of this regiment Nyan~

Good news soldiers! Your guardsman rations will now included smoke Grox jerky thanks to my logistic skills! On the downside, the ship that held our regiments recaff is heavily damaged from a solar flare , so unfortunately it has to stay planetbound for a couple of months. BUt i'll work something out don't worry.

>>40901168
We are luking for da enemy and proceed ta give it da Emprah blessin'

>>40901201
Aw, shucks. After the sororitas-team up all I have had to eat has been my old rations, Mara issue... Tastes like ash. And why did the box need to be locked?

>>40901238
Because you're a monster, Hal.
Normal humans don't have cannibalistic tendencies and extra limbs.

>>40901226
Hullo Sergeant!

>>40901216
Huh? Now look here Commissar, I know most of my kin aren't favorable to men like you, but I only frag Commissars who turn out to be poor leaders. You seem alright so far. Besides, I ain't officer materiel, and someone needs to lead this lot.

*lights lho stick*

>>40901222
NO RECAFF? NO RECAFF? I... I...


THIS IS WHAT YOU GET FOR LETTING A FELINID TO PAPERWORK!
Did you shred our order and play with the strings of paper? Did you spend your time chasing around red dots in your office? Scratch your chair to oblivion?

>>40901222
>eye twitches involuntarily, staring at the quartermaster
Commissar, whats the penalty for friendly fire, if using an area of effect weapon?
>pumps grenade launcher, loading the next round.
Because I can'nae guarantee my accuracy without that recaff. Nor the safety of those who *cough* misplaced it.

>>40901238
Iz dat wriggles I hear in dat wooden-cubic-crate?
>>40901182
As yah can see commi-boss iz learning to articulate in high gofic

>>40901222
Grox jerky huh? I can deal with that. Hand it over

>>40901248
Orders, sir? I'm ready to sweep out the nearby tunnels.

Where is da enemy for krumping commi-boss

>>40901253
Iz my favorite little grotsman

>>40901256
>>40901265
>>40901256
I don't understand why you are mad at me! It's not my fault the stupid techpriest had the BRIGHT idea of testing out an old pattern solar relay or something to power the ship, if it had the void shields raised nothing would have happened. ANd it's not like we don't have any recaff here, we just to have to ration it a bit until our cargo ship is fixed. If you are so befuddled by this, i'd be more than happy to give you my ration of recaff

>>40901291
Alright, but make it quick.

>>40901256
RUH, YOU IDIOT! YOU CAN'T SHOUT IN HERE, WE'VE NO IDEA WHAT THE HELL IS IN THIS PLACE!

>>40901254
Then who's been lacing arsenic all over my Cadian cigars?

>>40901307
Give dem my D-caffe cause its A: got nofing on squig-beer and B: Stops me krumping da enemy

>>40901307
HAND IT OVER *trembling*

You can't do this to me! Recaff is to me what amasec is to the commissar.

>>40901222
Quartermaster? Is that you? Is there any news considering me? Like, the normal pamphlet from administratum listing the reason I shouldn't live? Or another requisition from the sororitas? Or the regular letter from mister I?

>>40901332
I can quit any time I want!

>>40901307
Besides , you are lying. A techpriest would never try something different.

>>40901307
Let me tell you something you little hussy. You know where I hail from? McRage. The only reason I'm not a fuckhuge Astarte in the Angry Marines is because I didn't come out of my mother's twat flipping off the world. I'm named "Cadianite" because I was probably the nicest kid on the whole damn planet. Which isn't saying much. So either you get me that recaff or I start letting my heritage get the best of me in your general direction.

*coughs*

Commissar, Requesting permission to take first Squad out on Recon.

>>40901317
Dunno. Coulda been the mutant in the box here *kicks it* or maybe you've been in a toxic environment too long.

>>40901332
*offers flask* It's better with some jazz in it...

>>40901357
I think that's my cousin Phillip, actually.

>>40901317
Yes sir! "Crawls into a nearby tunnel, e-tool and grenade in hand"

>>40901317
Commi-boss it'z da enemeh!
*A number of nasty genestealers come pouring out of an air duct luckily the number is 1*

>>40901381
Time to earn our pay, boys! *fires shotgun*

>>40901349
*trembling*
So can I!

Sorry for the shouting, commissar.

>>40901342
Gibbers, you freaked out that sororitas pretty badly when you said you "totally wanted to eat her", and did not end your sentence with the word "out". I don't think we'll see them again.

>>40901381
*Krump!!*
Oh zog!
>>40901375
Get out!

>>40901381
SON-OF-A-
>throws Lemmings in between him and the Genestealer
>fires laspistol over Lemmings sholder in the general direction of the Genestealer

>>40901381
Does the enemy have nice, sharp teeth? Do they look tasty?

>>40901381
FUUUuuuuu
*ducks behind dead body and starts firing at genestealers*

>>40901397
Oh shit! " drops out of the tunnel above, directly at the back of the genestealer".

>>40901332
>Gives her cup of recaff to Ruh, a bit scared
There there, nothing to worry about, i'll find a ship to get us the recaff in a week i promise!
Until then, one cup of recaff per day for all guardsmen. Expt from Ruh, who will get three thanks to mune and >>40901323 's donation. Anyone else wishing to do such donation let me know so i can ration it properly

>>40901342
Lemme See. Haldoran...Hal....Oh there we are! YOu have a letter from ....W-whuh ?!
>Looks on the name of the paper
WHY THE HELL IS ORDO MALLEUS SENDING LETTERS TO YOU ?!

>>40901360
Permission granted, just make sure your corpse turns up mostly intact...

>>40901381
Throne of Terra! Its eaten three incompetents already!

>>40901407
I've tried em before gibbers, and they taste like rotten nutrient paste! As for your second question, yeah, lots!

Least the eyes make good ingredients for the stuff...

*blows head off a genestealer*

>>40901407
*grabs Gibbers and flungs him on the ground*
Shoot at them, you idiot! You can eat them later!

>>40901423
Thanks but WHY ARE YOU NOT SHOOTING THINGS?

>>40901423
'e's the nice man who let me join penal regiment after Mara. He still wants to know what is going on with me, though.

>>40901439
YOU HEARD 'EM. FIRST SQUAD, WITH ME!

>snatches Ruh on the way down the corridor
Before you take off the damn QM's head over Recaff, get on point.

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>>40901407
"Does THIS look tasty to you ya idiot!?"
>Starts wildly spraying las fire down the corridor, narrowly missing the other members of the squad, las bolts wizzing over their heads and smacking into the wall of chitin boiling in their direction.

"There are too many of them! Fall back! Fall back to the medicae ship wreck!"

>>40901451
Idiot! Put him back in the crate before he eats a conscript!

>>40901470
*Follow Cadianite down the corridor, less an arm*

>>40901475
*snatches gibbers and stuffs him back in the box*

You wanted a hiding place, now stay in it!

Want me here, sir, or should I join the advance squad?

>>40901474
You don't give da orders ya grot

>>40901470
*panics* Why am I part of first squad? What do you think I'm good for? Who will take care of the commissar when he's out if I die? I'm not from McRage! I can't do this shit! IT IS JUST LIKE THE MARS INCIDENT I ... I... *¨hyperventilates*

>>40901451
What do you-
>Looks at genestealer above her
Kyaaa!
>THe genestealer falls upon her , but his head is blown off from a sizzling white-hot blast. Ozone fills the air
Alright gentlemen i purposely misfiled a single crate of plasma pistols! Come get one or two!
> Takes another pistol and starts firing at the genestealers

>the sound of las-fire dies down as the squad gets further down the corridor.

Sarge, do ya think they retreated? Cause we haven't gone that far... HOLY SHIT WHERE'S YOUR ARM. MEDIC!

>more rumbling can be heard in the ducts above them heading the way they came.

I should have stayed on the ship...

>>40901510
Eh, ignore that pussy. Just help me dismember these buggies, like most of your kin are good at...

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>>40901510
>A genestealer screaming bloody murder and with talons as long as a human arm fell upon the guardsman in question from a rended air vent above the squad's heads...

>Needless to say he won't be giving out anymore orders, the genestealer now turning it's attention to the rest of the squad.... And it's a big boy...

>>40901543
Well, it sounds like it's Promethium Lance Time.

>>40901524
Arm? Wot are you-
Oh zog!
*Grabs Gibbers and uses his tentacle to tie him to my shoulder in place of an arm*

>>40901515
>clocks Ruh in the back of the head with the buttstock of his grenade launcher

Do NOT waste that recaff panicking. Keep your eyes on point, we'll be alright if you do your job.

>>40901543
*fires explosive buckshot at it*

C'mere to daddy, gorgeous!

>>40901554
Dere gud as new

>>40901543
RETREAT! Cadianite, if you don't want to die, RETREAT.
*fires lasgun in the head of the genestealer*

>>40901565
>mouth hangs slightly agape.
>shrugs
Well I can think of worse uses for him.

>the taktaktaktak of claws on metal can be heard in the corridor in front of them

HolYFUCKINGSHITLICTOR!

>fires grenade launcher indiscriminately into corridor

>>40901543
Th-that's a big genestealer.....
>DUcks behind cover as she starts shooting at it
I'm firing a weapon that has about a 16% chance of blowing in my face. Hopefully it won't until this boy is dead

>>40901515
Ruh stays with me, I need someone to carry my single-malt.

>>40901543
Damn, idiot couldn't even die in the right place!
This is a reoccurring theme with this regiment...

>>40901524
Cadianite, we need to break this blockade, or I might get blood on my coat.

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>>40901563
>>40901553
>>40901575

>The genestealer screams in a mixture of rage and pain as one of it's arms is blown off at the elbow, putrid ichor and a smoking hole burrows it's way through the side of it's skull.

> It only looks more pissed though, and it takes a swipe at the nearest guardsmen, the rest of it's brood following its example...

>The air vents begin to rattle with a greater intensity....

>>40901588
*gets boner*

Ohohohoho this is what I like best! *draws fang* C'mere! Come and earn your fucking dinner! *charges it*

RAAAAAAHHHH!!!!

>>40901591
AYE SIR! FIRST SQUAD ON ME!
>Drops to one knee
First Squad, Firing line! Aim.....Fire! Fire! Fire!

>each call of fire lets loose a concentrated blast of lasgun fire from the now organized line, burning quite the set of holes in the lictor now visible in the corridor, screaming in agony.

Fire team two, frags down the hallway to give Gary cover! Shortfuse!

>>40901606
Damn, your teeth are GORGEOUS! But sadly I can't chat with you, I'm kinda busy being sarge's arm.

>>40901606
>Her Plasma pistol starts to sizzle and light up uncontrollably
Emperor Damn it this thing is probably worth more than myself! FIRE IN THE HOLE!
>Throws ready to explode plasma pistol in the corridor, where it violently overloads, causing a blast equal to a frag grenade

>>40901628
And Hal?
>grins borderline heresy
Eat it.

>>40901625
AHAHAHAHAHA!!! *slices off its arm, and a few tentacles*

>>40901606
>>40901628
*Charges Broodlord non-Gibbers shoulder first*

>>40901606
Lemme just finish rigging up this catapult, and I'll be able to help guys! Oh, and you might want to stand clear!

>>40901606
>starts shooting down the airvents in a specific pattern, to make the metal melt and collapses the rattling vent
At least no surprises from here.

>>40901643
Quartermaster, if we survive this, I want you to report to my office aboard the strike cruiser for, uh...bed inspection!

You have a very nice chest...

>>40901628
I really am going to have to shoot you at some point, Gibbers...

>>40901681
Finish that thing, and I take your leg, Lemming...

>>40901652
*Rips off non-Gibbers side clawed arm and hands it to him*
Take dat!

>>40901696
*gets long cut across the chest*
Ow! Sir, we could use a hand over here!

>>40901707
Take his head, sir! I'm sure the Inquisition would consider it an artifact of Chaos Stupidity!

>>40901643
>>40901652

>An interesting chain reaction occurs; The plasma pistol explodes in a spectacular fashion, raining shrapnel and hot gas into the narrow corridor. The Broodlord screeches in agony as new rents are opened in it's carapace, other genestealers next to it losing heads and limbs to the plasma billowing everywhere.

>By the emperors grace Seergeantkommando was not even touched by the shrapnel of the improvised explosive, and as the broodlord opened one of it's remaining eyes, it found itself tackled by 300 kilograms of 'not ork'....

>Purple ichor was literally everywhere after that, the creature letting out a near pathetic mewl when the sergeant slammed it into the corridor...

>The rest of the genestealers seemed to cringe as their leader was wounded... perhaps if it was finished off...

>>40901720
>>40901696
Commissar, First Squad standing by for Charge!

>>40901707
Trust me sir, this is no ordinary catapult! It's a Promethium Lance Ballista! And it's done!

>fires the Promethium Lance at the Genestealer using the Ballista, the tip exploding on contact

>>40901720
>>40901723

Do you mind?! I'm having a very...important conversation with the Quartermaster here...

>>40901728
Oooh I've been running low on these! *hastily gathers some ichor and viscera*

>>40901710
Thanks, sarge!

>>40901696
*mumbles to himself* Oh so felinids are fine, sure, but when I get a piece of goat ass, suddenly I'm sent to a penal regiment?

>>40901728
*Runs the fuck away from all the explosions nicking one of the Broodlords arms along the way*

>>40901750
Ugh, fucking nevermind. Looks like we're about done here, thanks to the cat thing using a faulty plasma gun.

>>40901750
Commissar, erm, don't make the same mistake I did, and make sure it's a female first?

>>40901750
C-comissar.....wha-....You....I.....y-yes ?
>Blushes furiously
But duty first okay ? Everyone, i got a dozen more pistols from this crate . Kill those oversized bugs!
>>40901770
It was a pistol sir!

>Takes another and keeps shooting at the broodlord and his pack

(THREE hundred kilos? I can't be more than 280!)
All right commi-boss! Wot now?
*Get's rid of Gibbers and fixes one of the Broodlord's looted arms to his shoulder handing the other to Gibbers*
Dere you go

>>40901750
OI. COMMISSAR. LESS FLIRTING. MORE NOT DYING TO GENESTEALERS. DO I NEED TO PHONE UP THE SORORITAS AGAIN?
>grabs the pack radio reciever threateningly from the radio operator adjacent to him

>>40901813
I ain't taking one until the cog boys have a look at em. Don't fancy following in ol Staken's steps just now...

>>40901827
Yes? Hello? Who is this?

>>40901820
Well, now that it's over-ish... Here goes day 26... *nibbles at a ration bar*

>>40901827
Yeah Commissar! Remember what I said earlier...

>>40901827
Cadianite...you are in a penal regiment, of which I am in charge.
I have the authority to shoot anyone I damn well like in this regiment, and NO-ONE will ask "why".

Now, put the vox caster down...

>>40901827
>>40901850
Permission to KRUMP these usurpers commi-boss?

>>40901843
Guardsman Cadianite calling on behalf of the Commissar Gaurun. He needs a *cough* Reminder about solicitation on the battlefield from his Palatine Sister in Arms that he spent time with last rotation. She seemed quite *adamant* about his... fidelity? Hard to miss the meaning when shes polishing a promethium flamer.

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>>40901813
With a last Scream the broodlord falls, plasma, lasfire, and bits of shrapnel tearing through the beast whilst it collapsed onto the floor... And through it...

>Any who looked down watched as the beast plummeted perhaps 10 stories down into the bowels of another imperial craft remnant, impaling itself on one of the spires below...

>The rest of the brood screeches and falls back into the holes and vents they crawled from... Likely to regroup and come at them later...

>>40901820
>The arm twitches on it's own accord for a while, at one point attempting to strangle the Sergeant, before it simply obeyed it's new owner's commands. (Honestly I was just guessing)

>>40901872
>The vox caster begins to crackle... Not with noises from the outside but from.... Another source, perhaps interference from deeper in the space hulk...

>It sounds like lingua Technis... The 0's and 1's of the cogboys, and it seems to be coming from that craft below their feet....

>>40901872
Penal regiment /tg/? Is this you? This is palatine sister Theresia.

>with horror, Cadianite realises he was already pressing with one finger down on the transmission button

>>40901872
I was put here from boot, not because I did anything wrong, but because the IG couldnt admit to their star Commissar being heterical. How was I involved you ask? I shot HIM. Get my hint?

>>40901899
Well, least that's done.
>>40901886
*menacing glare*
Say, your skin looks awful green after all that...

>>40901899
Clearly my Promethium Ballista did the job.

>>40901912
(nevermind, warp shenanigans)

>>40901894
This IS Palatine sister Theresia. Thank you for alerting us, guardsman.

Sorry I'm late sir. Xeno tied me up for a while.
>>40901899
By the Throne there's more of them!
>starts spraying las fire wildly down the corridor.

>40901899
Well, i never fought these things before....Sorry for hiding this crate comissar, i was not sure what to do with it. N-now...i think there is one last crate of amasec around here. C-care to join me for a drink after we wrap up here ?

>>40901926
*walks over for a gander, raises brow*
You ain't even got a decent cable on this thing boy.

>>40901918
*BLAM!*

This is my Regiment! Its filth, its lower than dirt, and its full of misfits, cowards and psychopaths!

Next time you take a look around at the malcontents that make up your "comrades", just remember you're one of them now!

>>40901912
No need to worry, sisters, the men of my Regiment often need to be put on punishment detail for forgetting their place.
Please note that I've taken care of the matter, and no further action is required.

>>40901965
*whispers to Nihaonyan* His favourite is the twelve year old from Iocanthos, just in case. *winks*

>>40901899
*Flexes new arm menecingly*
Now Dis is a propa upper-limb
*Rips the nearest genestealers head off and throws the body at da rest

>>40901980
Of course the cable's decent. Look at it! You'll not find a finer human small intestine in the whole Imperium!

>>40902006
*Whispers* You'll get all the dead guardsmen's recaff

>>40901949
Oh dear... Gotta hide! *Shoves the ration bar into a pocket and goes into the ammo storage box*

>>40901984
Commissar, I am deeply troubled by the words your guardsman used! Solicitation on the battlefield? REALLY?

>>40901965
Of course, of course, just...let me take care of something first...

>>40902015
*scoffs, cuffs him upside the helmet, walks away*
>>40902019
Just stay right there, sonny... *locks box, sits on lid*

>>40902021
S-Sister! I assure y-you...e-everything is under control!
A-As you know, o-only the m-most accomplished of c-commissars can h-handle a p-p-penal regiment!

>>40902012
*whispers* Push her in the hole...quickly.

No one likes my Promethium Ballista...

>>40901984
>the body of Cadianite slumps down on the ground. It takes a few kicks of the radio operators boot before he notices something

Uh...Sir? He's not bleeding... blood.

>the body of the Guardsman is oozing some kind of green flilth, and as the pool around him grew, so did the absolutely putrid smell of decay
>with bile dripping from his mouth, Cadianite stands
*cough* ...Sir... You shouldn't have done that.... *cough* We were doing so well too. No matter. Time to join my lord Nurgle....
>with the last word he starts to projectile vomit onto the nearest guardsman, the poor soul screaming in agony as he's melted to his boots.

>>40902056
*watches with growing foreboding*

>>40902056
Shud we go investigate these disturbances ( little bitta high gofic' for ya plebs) commi-boss?

Er ... She sir?

>>40902078
Throooooone dammit.

Hey sister, you seeing this?

>>40902064
I prefer to have my promethium pour out a imperial sanctioned heavy flamer than that crazy contraption you have there.

>>40902078
NURGLE? DID I HEAR ONE OF YOUR HERETICAL REGIMENT MENTION THE NAME OF THE LORD OF PLAGUE?

SISTERS?! OUR FLAMETHROWERS ARE NEEDED! COMMENCE TELEPORTATION.

>>40902064
>>40902078
I rekon I cud fink of a use for it

>>40902078
Alright, alright, nobody panic!
You all just need to put one foot in front of the other, and recount the prayer of fast movement while repeating the action in rapid succession!

>>40902078
Fuck where are the flame throwers?!

>>40902125
Oh, of course Sergeant! Here, take it!

>>40902056
Quick Nyan, take this
*puts a helmet on her head and hands her goggles*
And hide your tail.

>>40902122
>>40902128
*joins sisters and throws last of phosphor grenades*
Fuck! Why did I not bring my flamer?!

>>40902128
YES. SOLDIERS, RUN FROM ME. RUN FROM THE GOD THAT IS NURGLE!
>more projectile vomit narrowly misses Gary, instead hitting the box that the QM was hiding behind

>>40902078
*Throws bits of genestealer at him muttering a prayer to mork and gork that could EASILY sound like a litany to da Emprah if you weren't listening*
>>40902128
*and follows commi-boss*

>>40902122
>>40902151
>a shining blue light appears in the corridor of the space hulk as sister Theresia and three other sisters materialise next to the penal regiment.

Hello, commissar. I *pauses* Why is there a thrombone on the ground? Did they send a marching band with you?
Nevermind!

SISTERS! IN POSITION!

>>40902164
This calls for drastic action...

>>40902019
GIBBERS! EAT HIM!

>>40902164
DIE YOU UGLY FUCK!!
*Empties shotgun at him, setting him aflame*

And this shit is why I wear a gas mask.

>>40902078
Nurglite daemon... They don't have nice teeth. All rotten.

>>40902164
*drags Nihaonyan away*
Stay alive! For the sake of everyone in this regiment, stay alive.

>>40902189
Got any more phosphors, sis?

>>40902148
S-sure thing!
> She quickly puts on the equipment, hiding her abhuman features .

>Looks at the bilelord
What in the name of the Reddot-Emperor is this ?!
>Starts firing with her pistols from a safe range from the vomit, while getting protectively in front of the comissar.

>>40902164
At least it isn't food this time

>>40902194
>The Bile-Lord clamps his mouth shut in hearing this
Shit.
>He arches his back, letting diseased and pockmarked wings emerge from his back, before launching himself away from Gibbers and the IG, bowling over the Sisters in the process.

KNOW THIS LOYALISTS. THE BILE-LORD WILL NOT BE DENIED HIS PREY!

>>40902164
*flamethrowers clicks in place with terrifying wooshing, as the corridor is suddenly filled with faith and fire*
FOR THE EMPEROOOOOOR!

>>40902220
Sir, most of the regiments that i work with want to kill and/or rape me. Do you think i'll give up on you this easily ?

>>40902211
GIBBERS SHUT UP AND EAT IT!
THIS IS WHY WE KEEP YOU AROUND, YOU CHAOS-TAINTED IDIOT!

>>40902238
>readies a promethium lance, just in case

>>40902189
These monsters are why I keep a stash a melta bombs on me now.

>Throws melta bombs at Candanite.

>>40902238
You will die here abnomination. Face the wrath of the warriors of the God-Emperor!
*draws powersword and hand flamer and charges*

>>40902238
Fuck fuck fuck! Maybe... *spies forgotten oxygen tank* yeah maybe... *flings it up at the bile lord, shoots it, causing explosion against putrid flesh*

>>40902253
But the box is locked... And I just ate a month's worth of rations. I think I can't eat more in a few hours.

>>40902253
COMMISSAR! ARE YOU KEEPING CHAOS-TAINTED SOLDIERS? YOU WILL BE EXAMINATED MORE THOROUGHLY, BY THE EMPEROR, I SWEAR.

>>40902259
Guardsman, WHAT IN THE NAME OF THE MECHANICUS IS THAT THING?

>>40902265
YESSS! *wooshes more flamethrowe*

>>40902270
IDIOT YOU'RE RUNNING IN THE CROSSFIRE!

>>40902310
Ugh! Fine!
*unlocks it, lets gibbers out*

Shit no. It is dead again? Why they all die before I get the chance to suicide charge for the emperor.

>>40902313
My Promethium Lance! It's extremely effective against flammable enemies at mid range!

>>40902310
>Smashes lock with my entrenching tool

Now eat this foul monster or eat a melta bomb!

>>40902337
And it'z gud fer jousting trukks wiv

>>40902313
...Palatine Sister, would you care for a Cadian Cigar?
And you too, sisters?

>>40902323
*Climbs out and then notices Theresia* Oh crap...

>>40902337
And even more against the user, I think.

>>40902249
*whispers angrily*
Listen, I don't care about men or women or anything that looks remotely human, let alone I'd be bothered enough to rape you. Unless they make goatinids, and then I'd have a problem.
But that guy there, Commissar Gaurun, he saved me life on Mars. Repeatedly. And for one reason or another, he likes you, so there. Stay alive.

>>40902358
Commissar how much fire does it take to kill these things? With how many abominations we fight we might want to look into getting hell hounds.

>>40902381
I....okay....
>Starts reciting the litany of Hasty retreat after one more potshot at the nurglite

>>40902371
Not so! It's extremely controlled, and the user is not within the blast radius.

>>40902358
PROPOSITIONING IN THE BATTLEFIELD AGAIN? Don't you think I know what that "cadian cigar" means since that story about head of the United States of Cadia and that intern???

>>40902368
WHAT IS THIS ABOMINATION????

just leaving this here:

http://1d4chan.org/wiki/Campaign:Penal_regiment_designation_/tg/

>>40902432
*Whispers* Howe much of an idiot are you, Ruh?! I'm talking about actual cigars! Someone laced them with...nevermind! But if you want this regiment to stay together, you follow my lead!

>>40902368
I will say it once more eat the other monster or eat a melta bomb.

>tapes melta bomb to the closest thing he has to a back

>>40902464
Stop threatening wriggles!
*Rips off the melta bomb sticks it on a promethium lance and lobs it at the nurgle-fingy*

>>40902464
Okay, okay. I'll try to fit him in.

>The Nurglite Demon flies down the corridor, his stench more indicative of his absense than the flashes of light the explosions let off.
>The screams and howls of genestealers dying and the sound of vomit sickens the guards and sisters present.

>The pools of vomit left by the Demon seem to eat slowly through the metal of the deck, leaving dangerous pitfalls into the bowels of the Hulk.

>>40902505
>>40902464
WHAT ARE YOU TWO DOING? WHY IS THAT SERGEANT GREEN?
WHY ARE THERE TENTACLES ON THIS MAN?
*continues flamethrowing*

>>40902525
Well Sis, one is a mutie and the other is an ork. And with all this nonsense going on, I haven't had much time to do something about it!

>>40902525
Okay, time to charge! Someone keep my letter safe! *Runs off*

>>40902525
I'm trying to get our monster to eat the other one.

>>40902454
Ruh, I believe this regiment background article needs updating.
Do your thing, and make sure its linked to the appropriate categories.

>>40902525
I fink it's da poor liting in here miss
>>40902553
Krump!

>>40902553
WHAAAAAT?
IS THAT MUTANT EVEN SANCTIONED BY THE EMPEROR?

COMMISSAR, WHAT DOES THIS MEAN?

>>40902553
Please, which ork would paint himself purple. That is ridicoulus.

>>40902570
I absolutely never did a 1d4chan article before, which categories would that be?
I know I am behind on several threads and characters indeed

>>40902578
*blocks, kicks back*
Oh no you dont, big boy...
>>40902588
Sure ain't, seeing as he's cannibalistic!

>>40902588
Miss this is all well and gud, but shouldn't we purge this demonic incur- incurs- thing and then review da regiment?

>>40902617
Spend enough time fighting em and you'll know! They think purple is a sneaky color!

Gotta run to work, but I had fun with yall. Expect Cadianite to make a return!

>>40902651
Damn it all. This is what happens when you shout more than you shoot!

>>40902651
Look what you have done sister. It is running away. If you wouldn't have distracted Gibbers it would be all eaten now.

>>40902524
>>40902651
Almost catches the daemon but falls into a pit*

>>40902588
GET OFF MY BACK, BOLTER BITCH!

DO YOU THINK WHAT I DO IS EASY?!
THESE DISPOSABLES CAN'T EVEN POINT A LASRIFLE WITHOUT ME! THE LAST THING I NEED IS YOU GETTING ON MY BACK!

NO, HE'S NOT SANCTIONED! THAT'S WHY HE'S IN THE BOX! SANCTION HIM YOURSELF IF YOU LIKE, HE'LL END UP EATING YOU!

Listen to me, now...there is a pit, a hole of despair in my gut deeper than any in this space hulk.
Its the pit of loss! I had principles once! I faced down horrors that would rust the Golden Throne, I was a hero!

THEN ONE TRIP TO MARS RUINED EVERYTHING! AND NOW? NOW I HAVE TO DROWN MY SORROWS JUST TO SLEEP AT NIGHT BECAUSE THIS RABBLE THINK THAT STABBING THEMSELVES IN THE SHOULDERS IS A GOOD DISTRACTION TACTIC!

But I carry on, because just maybe, if I can teach these men to aim straight...I can make something of them, and perhaps win back my pride...

>>40902714
Well, that's one less problem as of now...

>>40902714
>throws rope down the pit and ties an end to something solid.

>>40902720
*passes canteen of home brew rotgut*

Have a drink, Commissar, least you're trying.

>>40902720
*eyes narrowed, seething*
Did you... just call me... bolter bitch? TO MY FACE?

>>40902734
*Rappels down the pit

>>40902621
I'm not entirely sure, maybe in the Warhammer 40k article, under "Non-Canon"? Seems like the best place to start.

>>40902720
That is maybe not the best time to tell you, but the next whiskey delivery to our regiment got lost in the warp recently.

>>40902734
Down the hole there is a long scream followed by silence*

>>40902787
Shit. We need to get down there quick. Before Gibbers eat someone important.

>>40902787
>yelling down the pit

Sorry about the melta bomb. Needed a way to feel motivated to eat fast. Nothing personal v

>>40902780
THAT'S IT!
FUCK THE KASRKIN, WE TAKE THIS OBJECTIVE OURSELVES!
FOR THE EMPEROR!

>>40902818
Thought you'd never say so, sir.

For the Emprah!

>>40902818
Where's the flamers? Lets get a purging.

>>40902818
Ahum, Commissar, while I agree on the "fuck the Karskin" sentiment, I want to remind you that Quartermaster Nihaonyan did have an entire box still somewhere.
Things are not as dire as they seem.

But there is a problem with Gibbers falling down into the space hulk.

>>40902853
Oh yeah, hey Sister, got a spare flamer I can borrow?

>>40902818
FINALLY AN ACTION WORTY OF A COMMISSAR!

>>40902818
Finally!
To death and glory!

>>40902875
>Hands my last melta bomb

I miss half the time throwing these, so you take my last.

>>40902875
*launches herself forward with her contingent of sisters*
ONLY IF ONE OF US FALLS, CATACHAN, THEN FEEL FREE TO PRY IT OUT OF OUR DEAD FINGERS.

ONWAAAARDS!

>>40902907
You're a peach, pal. Here, take em in trade.

*hands over unopened pack of expensive lhos*

>>40902915
Good enough for me, Sis!

>>40902760
Huddles in a corner with a pointy antenna stuck through his side*

>>40903007
How did you get here? I thought you were a few dozen levels below us.

>Crawls out of a vent behind the regiment, following them closely from the shadows.

>>40903007
*looks down at the pit and sergent kommandoindisguise*
*lies flat on his stomach and starts yelling down the pit*
GIBBERS! The person rappelling down to you is a FRIEND. Do not eat him!

>>40903040
I was answering to sarge, he went down the pit.

>>40903045
>sniff

>growls, takes up rear guard position

Might have company on our six...

>>40903045
>>40903117
Where? What? I collapsed the vents!

>Silently places itself behind two guardsmen at the end of the line charging towards the pit, gtabs them by their mouths so they don't scream and slices their necks with the other pair of arms.

>Once the rearguard is dealt with, takes a look from outside the shadows at the catachan that just joined the now-rearguard lines, letting him know it's there, a taunt before crawling back to the vents.

>>40903157
It's a big ship, Ruh. You can't have got them all.

>the vox crackles and fizzles into life and a thick Vostroyan accent can be heard

"My friends. And Gibbers... What is your situation? Our regiment has been redirected to support you. Again. On Space Hulk..."

>>40903007
*Rips out antenna ties up Gibbers' mouth with his own tentecle and starts climbing up the pit Gibbers in hand and follows the company*

>>40903171
>looks around and sees bodies.
By the Throne they're dead. We got something creeping around. I think my habit of hoarding explosives is working out for the best.

> Starts placing land mines.

>>40903198
OH MY GOD-EMPEROR!
*grabs vox com*
HELP US! We're on a space hulk! Surrounded by genestealers! Gibbers is down a pit and KommandoInDigsuise went after him, so we're down of our best melee fighter and crazy whatever Gibbers is, the sisters of battle were here too but they so infuriated the Commissar that he charged full on down the corridor and now aside from the vague light of flamethrowers I no longer see them!

>>40903222
Has somebody an idea on how to dig trenches in a space hulk?

>>40903198
>angry Vostroyan arguments in the background

>>40903249
I'm right here
Wriggles might not be though

>>40903171
*spots corpses*

I fucking knew it...

>>40903222
I'll cover ya, get those placed fast!

>>40903249
Calm down, Ruh!

>>40903251
With lascutters instead of shovels.

>>40903277
NO! NO! THAT'S WHAT THEY ALL SAID AFTER MARS!
WE'RE ALL GOING TO DIE! YOU KNOW IT!

>>40903294
Take my lascutter and help the kreigsman with his trench work

>>40903264
*Starts shaking Gibbers about and slapping him*

>>40903294
*slaps Ruh hard*

Pull yourself together! First rule in these situations is to cool your head and keep your weapon up! Shoot the first shadow that moves and isn't your comrades! Have a will to stay alive and you'll make it!

>>40903318
*blinks*
Peasant, we're on a spacehulk. What do you think happens when you cut through one layer of corridor?

>>40903222
>>40903277
>Spittle falls from a vent and into Peasant's arm as he places the mines, the sound of movement echoes through the vent as something goes deeper between the regiment's lines through the ventilation system of the hulk.

We are being approximately 10 minutes out. Word of adwice my friends. Put on rebreathers or void suits if possible, and hold tight to something, da?

>>40903334
If you got an auspex you better get it running. I'd rather not leave things to chance.

>>40903361
>>40903355
Don't need one...

*points toward ceiling where spit is dripping from*

>>40903360
Do we have dose?

>>40903346
I haven't spent much time in space. I'm working on the assumption that like everything else ancient it's over engineered to the point of absurdness.

>>40903334
*rubs his cheek*
I needed that. I did not survive Mars and more than 5 years in this bloody penal regiment to die on a crappy spacehulk.

KRIEGER, PEASANT, you two stop digging trenches. Keep your attention on your surroundings at all times, instead of the floor!

>>40903360
YES! Everyone, rebreathers on! It will help if the nurglite comes back.

>>40903329
Giggles maniacally* I now know what he wants! I know they are here!

>>40903412
Might not have them in your size, Kommanbro. >>40903416
Peasant, it's another corridor, under another corridor, and then the void. If Krieger feels like digging his way to the bottom of the ship, don't join him in that idea.

>>40903360
*grabs forgotten rebreather off deck, still works*

>>40903422
That's how you gotta think. Save your death for the big, glorious battle.

>>40903394
Of fuck.

>Starts running to the supply depot leaving behind a trail of explosives.

There has to be a grenade launcher around here somewhere.

>>40903456
If ya can't find one, I still got some explosive shot left!

>>40903486
>rips open crate filled with void suits.

Think I found what we needed.

>puts one on then starts searching for more explosives.

>>40903441
That's nice Wriggles
*Actually shooots his lasguns for once missing the genestealer the ceiling and hitting the wall behind me at least once*

>>40903529
Ah, perfect. Cover me while I get this on...

Wait, is-is that a hellgun?

>>40903568
If it doesn't turn the target to ash or bits of gore it's yours unless the commissar wants it.

>A claw breaks a vent and pulls the guardsman standing next to Ruh upwards into the ventilation system, breaking his neck.

>After a roar from that vent many other vents answer back roaring, genestealers coming out of them all charging and roaring towards the regiment, some dying to the mines. The only exception is the vent from which the guardsman was taken, two yellow eyes overwatch the ambush from the shadows above, but nothing crawls out.

>>40903596
*spots heavy flamer farther down*

Oooh... Actually, why don't you take it? I think I'll just claim this beauty over here.

>>40903624
*chuckles maniacally*

Come out, come out! Come out and play buggy boy! Hahahaha!

*blasts flames into vents*

>>40903628
Praise the Emperor!
>>40903624
Oh fuck! KILL IT WITH FIRE!!
>Pours burning promethium down the vent.

>>40903624
You bugs can't do anything right! On top level, there are still a few survivors!

Get ready friends. We are improvising entry route. Locking onto vox signal. Be holding tight now.

Firing!

>the entire hulk shakes and judders
>a massive hole opens just above the guardsmen's heads sucking the genestealers and some nameless guardsmen out into the void

>>40903665
>>40903680
>The flames reach the spot from where the genestealer is overwatching its brood, a screech of pain is heard as the fire touches skin, the creature steps back as the genestealer pack keeps fighting the regiment, most dying to carefully placed explosive traps.

>>40903702
>>40903718

>Seeing that they are beaten and outnumbered the genestealers begin wandering closer to the vents they came out of. Moments later another screech comes out of the vent, a yellow eye and a grey one now call for a retreat on its brood from the shadows, before finally leaving too.

>>40903718
*snatches fixed bar, wraps legs around pipe*

Rrrrrggh... I don't get paid enough for this shit...

>>40903718
*clicks carabinier lock in place*
*keeps firing at the genestealers*
Never been this glad to see you, captain!

>>40903770
>grabs onto closest welded down object until decompression is over.

Okay time to find explosives now that the air is gone. I don't trust bodies. They're either alive or the walls are covered in their blood. Didn't that daemonic cadian have a grenade launcher?

>>40903901
Think it blew up or something when he did. But there's bound to be more stuff in this here armory

>>40901222
Hold on, weren't you talking in cat the last time I saw you?

>>40903925
>Searches frantically
A missile launcher! Miracles do happen.
>grabs as many missiles as I can carry.

>As the brood reunites in the deeper levels of the hulk, some genestealers begin infighting to take the place in leadership the Broodlord had left, only one can lead, only one can evolve; and this infighting will take the genestealers out of the hunt for a while as a coordinated force.

>Caring not for the infighting nor leadership, the genestealer crawls back to the vents to stalk the regiment, in special the catachan that burned its face with holy promethium, but also showing curiosity over the newly arrived Vostroyans. These preys are different from the other guardsmen on the ship, and as such, they must be dealt with differently.

>Learning from its errors, the genestealer holds the spittle into its mouth as best as it can by not opening it, lays low on shadows and doesn't make a move even though there are some guardsmen on the rearguard that have been almost left behind. It just waits and analyzes the regiment.

>floats in through the hole with a squad of Vostroyans
>he barks at them in Vostroyan, ordering them to secure the area

Yes. Is... special pleasure to see you all again. I am here to extracting you. Kasrkin send message by Astropath saying they do not wish their eyes to be offended by penal regiment svolochs and so, here I am.

*comes back bloodied and maimed, a shocked look on her face*

>>40904001
Good to see you, captain Alexandr Mikhailovich. This regiment will need thorough inspection, but at this point, that brood is our first problem, and the commissar is in such a killing frenzy he is practically clearing out the upper corridor on his own.
I swear that even I don't get this angry during my time of red rage.

Catachan, here. *hands flamethrower*
We had... casualties.

>>40904001
Well, much as I hate to leave unfixed business here, fine. Can't smell anything or hear as well in this suit anyway

>>40904001
We got genestealers in every direction sir. I recommend you shoot up, blow up, or burn overh vent you see. Speaking of which...
>>40903988
>starts shooting krak missiles into random vents, with much gore falling out with each shot.

Who said paranoia was a bad thing.

>>40904055
Already found me a heavy flamer, but I'll accept it. Thanks Sis, I'll use it to honor the memory of its last owner.

>>40903966
*stomps on his feet*
*whispers through his teeth*
dont. talk.about. her. with the sister around.

>>40904088
>Seeing that a rocket is about to hit its hiding spot on the vent, the genestealer grabs the corpse of the guardsman it had pulled on its earlier ambush into the vent and throws it as a meatshield. Blood and gore falling out of the remains of the vent, the beast remains unharmed and keeps its watch over the regiment, taking a note on avoiding to remain too close from the vent exit points in case another explosive-happy soldier wants to inspect them.

>>40904055
>We had... casualties
I am sorry, Sister. The Emperor shall watch over them and they shall be avenged.

But now we must be leaving. Kasrkin are in bound and since you are not being dead, they don't want you in way.

>>40904154
>blood and gore everywhere
Urgh. That will take hours to clean out of my armour.

Captain Mikhailovitch, do you confirm the extraction of penal regiment /tg/ from the spacehulk?

>>40904203
Sorry captain, the commissar almost detonated his bolter right in my face and my ears are still ringing.

Still, penal regiment, in the absence of your commissar, let me say you did good work. I see more corpses of genestealers and tyranids than men standing.

>>40904154
Gotta purge. Gotta purge. Gotta purge. Can't leave any alive. Can't leave any alive. Going to blast every whole big enough for a rat. Can't die here. Can't die here.

>>40904281
Appreciate you saying so, but there's still a few sneaking around, and fire won't do us much good as long as we're in the void.

>>40904286
Hey, I actually know that song too *hums along*

autosaging soon. Archived as well.
http://suptg.thisisnotatrueending.com/archive/40901015/

Where is that letter of mine?

>>40904355
Karsins are here. Time to clear out. I'm grabbing as much ammo as I can carry and getting out. Commissar might be happy we weren't completely inept.

Is friend Commissar ded? He is missing extraction.

>>40904486
No, I'm here, I dropped my hip flask some way back...

>>40904496
Damnit, forgot the name!

>>40904496
Ah! Wery good. I did not seeing you there. Alright! Clear out!

>he barks to the Vostroyans guarding the perimeter to fall in

>>40904286
>The beast watches the guardsman in its oaranoid breakdown, attacking now would be so easy... so vulnerable.

>It holds itself though, a new need kicks in. The need of departure, the need of exploring. It begins tearing its way through the hulk's ventilation system towards the vostroyan evacuation ship's.

>Before embarking, it looks back at its brood. Laying foot on that ship means leaving it behind. As it smells the promethium in the air, it soon realizes there will be no brood to go back to soon.
>Fueled by the new need of exploration and its lust for revenge against the catachan, the genestealer embarks the vostroyan ship's ventilation system, ready to go into hibernation for the remainder of the warp travel.

>It would be so easy to just crawl down at night and slice the catachan's throat while he's sleeping. No one would ever know what happenned. As it begins thinking about this a new instinct pops out its head as it begins its hibernation, the ovipostor tongue laying out between its teeth:


>It needs a new brood for his new home.

>>40904486
According to the sora he was busy clearing out an entire corridor on his own.

>steps into view, the mangled husk of a sister sizziling; impaled on his now massive arm, dripping with bile.
Run, fools. I'm fresh out of mercy.
>his face and body show signs of heavy promethium burning, bile dripping from the exposed jawbone.
>with a mighty gurgle, he hocks a ball of bile the size of a helmet at the nearest soldier.

Work died down. I'm baaaack!

>>40904496
Ah, nevermind. Good to see you back. I picked up the flask. *hands over flask of single-malt*
Is it true, that thing with the corridor?

>>40904554
*BLAM*

You missed one, friend Catachan.

>>40904577
Ffffuuuu we need to get out!
thread is autosaging.

>>40904589
[spoilers]That was a cheap move...[/spoilers]

>>40904589
Well thanks, tovarisch. Almost a shame though, I was looking forward to a good hunt.
>>40904577
But we need to go get heavier firepower anyway..

>>40904618
I know, I kid, I kid. Just for joke purposes. I really should have written that better.

>>40904618
kinda, yeah, but you can always have another buggy that escaped and bears a vendetta against Gary

if someone can tell me when the next thread starts, Ill be there as a baddie if I can.

>proceeds to chase the embarking IG to the airlock, lobbing balls of bile as he runs

>>40904606
Relax we're on page 3. We've got plenty of time.

>>40904618
>>40904653
Feel free to carry on as before.

>>40904657
Now there is some room for food...

>>40904657
so far the commissar seems to be active on mondays

>>40904700
Alright, thank you
>The beast sets its spot on the vents above Catachan Gary's assigned barracks. Keeping a watch over its prey sleeping spot before finally going into hibernation for the remainder of space travel.

>>40904774
well if he's active in the mornings like hes been, I can do that when I'm carpooling to work. 2-3hr drive to the work site.

So, mondays confirmed as field kit inspection official days of the week?

>>40904808
ah, good. This will be fun

>sets down newly acquired flamers, sits down to relax and clean shotgun
>sniff.

Thought that might happen.

>moves to other side of room from vent, sits facing it, Fang in reach.

Heh, no rest for the wicked. Guess I'll have to clear it out after a catnap.

>finishes weapon maintenance, leans back for an open eye nap...

>>40904810

(europefag) Here it's an afternoon/evening thing.
>>40904875
fine by me, but it depends on the commissar

Welcome aboard IV 2358764 The Emperor's Moustache, friends.

>>40904929
>From time to time, the beast opens one of its eyes to check the its surroundings. It can't stop staring at him sleep.

>Both know the other's watching, yet the genestealer does not move, does not react.
>It knows that sooner or later the time will come and that its prey will be waiting for it to show up.

>It will make the hunt more entertaining.

>>40904952
So I see the thread started about 9 am, in US eastern time. If that isn't going to be the exact time, I'll just keep a watch in the catalog on mondays

>>40904952
I have no problems on when these inspections are done, actually, I check 4chan almost everyday so when the comissar feels like doing then I'll sure be around. Also, perhaos the wiki page from 4chan should include links to archived threads?

>>40905047
>very entertaining indeed... I'm gonna use your parts to make a very special batch of moonshine...

Err...hello. Sergeant Jonah Danvers reporting for duty. Who's the CO around here?

>>40901222
[Deadpan voice] What.

>>40905769
That would be Commissar Gaurun, but he is busy at the moment. Welcome Serzheant.

>>40905867
Ah, thank you, sir. How can I assist?

>>40905981
Take a seat and prepare for warp translation.

>>40905769
>>40905981
Just so you know, there's a genestealer about ship somewhere. Be on the lookout, and find me if you see any sign of it.

Tries to sneak away before the sororitas remember he is there*

>>40906246
>Evading guardsmen patrols and misleading as many CAT units are sent to check if there's any Genestealer pressence on the ship, the beast tries to leave no evidence of a Genestealer ever laying foot inside the ship.

>One not born in catachan can trust a catachan word so many times before starting to believe a man is paranoid, poor fools.

>Everytime, once everyone goes to sleep the beast ends back on its spot in the barracks' vents. Sure, it could just jump down and kill as many guardsmen as possible, but then it would be its end, without a brood a new sense of a greater self-preservation has risen in the Genestealer's psyche, on wherever planet it sets feet it will need to infect its inhabitants to ensure that a spawn is born, and to do that he needs to stay alive.

>Nonetheless, the prey knows its there, and it knows the prey's watching

So... Does anyone know where my letter is?

>>40906977
Did you eat it? Oh, and you might just hide in the vents and air shafts from now on. There's a genestealer somewhere in the system. You find him, eat him.

>>40907126
Last I knew, quartermaster Nihaonyan had it. And... Genestealers do have sharp teeth, don't they?

>>40907209
Better believe they do...