EPISODE 2: BLOODY ROAD TO HADES HIVE
: Auspex reads heavy concentration of Manboon forces massed all the way towards the Hive. Are your men ready, colonel-commissar?
: We shall not disgrace the Emperor by failing this day. We shall bring down the gates with the bodies of our dead if need be.
:
GLORY TO THE FIRST MAN TO DIE. CLEANSE. PURGE.
KILL.
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Battle Brothas, send the dreadnought through the breach.
: Show senpai what we can do lahs
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CLEANSE PURGE KILL CLEANSE PURGE KILL
: By the Emperor, we have them. PUSH THROUGH.
: ORK AA GUNS IN THE RUINS. THE FLYING HUSSARS ARE TAKING FIRE, WE ARE DROPPING LIKE POTATOES.
: Pull all air assets back. Armored Company, settle the score.
: My men have encountered a Squiggoth, Colonel. Requesting fire support on these coordinates.
: We have pictcast reports from Hades Hive, commander.
: Patch them through.
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:...-ssive ITZ has engulfed the Hive, with the number of dead in the millions. Commissar Yarrick and parts of the defending forces are making their stand at-
*BLAM*
: We are currently experiencing technical problems but the situation has stabilized so not much more to report. We return to Scrumball: Best-Of from the Subsector Leagues of M39.
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: Bah. Vox is down but they keep airing their popamole entertainment for all to see.
: It's done. Place order for CFC.
: Sir, the Titanium Bones are reporting that they have cleansed the town.
: No time to rest, break through to the north.
: Fug, sir, the xenos have nig'd our tanks.
: The alien lurks behind every stone. And these are no common manboons either.
: The Emperor gives us a chance to prove ourselves. Break the largest of the lot and put the rest to flight.
: They nig tanks like they're bicycl-OH FUG
: BATTLEFORTRESS. ORK BATTLEFORTRESS.
: YOU CALL YOURSELVES CODEXANS? UP AND AT THEM.
: DO I NEED TO DIE TO PROVE MY FAITH TO YOU? CHALLENGE THE BATTLEFORTRESS.
: Never trust an Ork's aim.
: BY THE EMPEROR. ANOTHER SQUIGGOTH. AND ARTILLERY. AND HEAVY GUNS.
: FILTHY ALIENS, MEET YOUR MATCH.
: NO FEAR. NO DOUBT. CLEAR THE AREA. QUICK AND FEARLESS.
: FASTER, HARDER, MEANER. BETTER.
: Oversized sapiens animal, you should have never left your melonhead cloning vat.
: Impressive, commander. The only way the orks can stop you is if they block the bridges with their wreckage.
: Then we shall make a new crossing with our dead.
: FOR THE EMPEROR.
: THE HIVE. WE ARE BREACHING THE HIVE. THE EMPEROR SMILES ON US.
: REJOICE! FOR TODAY YOU DO THE EMPEROR'S WORK.
: The outer ring is secured, the xenos are pulling back.
: REGROUP AND REFORM. AS LONG AS ONE ALIEN DRAWS BREATH THERE CAN BE NO RESPITE.