The Warfield (A warhammer 40k story)

Chapter 4

The morning sun rose above Erebus and as the Inquisition Acolytes all woke up to the sound of marching feet, everyone immediately began to grab their gear, strap on their armor, and slowly walk out the door as they approached the mess hall. In total, their was nine of them and as Engelbart walked alongside Widit, both talked to one another in binary cant. Eli and his recruits, Scarlet and Mac, were all quiet as they walked along. Jaxx and Drake talked with another about things and Phrix was left by herself to think about the many things.

They walled towards the Commanders room and as Jaxx knocked, Lucius said, "Enter." and the force of people moved in.

"Sir, we have come to take up your request about the autocannon retrieval." said Jaxx as he smoked his Iho stick.

"Very well then. I will be having the Sergeant and his walked, along with an entire platoon of Arbites, join you on this mission. The Gang is heavily armed and there will be a lot of them so don't think that by killing a few you will win. This will be a serious firefight.... Good luck and please arm yourselves at the armory.." Lucius said.

"Yes sir." The group quickly filed out of the room as they went towards the armory.

Drake grabbed some laspacks for his Lasrifle as Jaxx took some more ammo for his combat shotgun. Eli made sure his rifle had plenty of ammo as Scarlet and  Mac both grabbed themselves some Lascarbines. Phrix grabbed some packs for her own Lacarbine as Engerlbart and Widit both took up Lascarbines too but they also took plenty of Imperial-Issue frag grenades and as they soon left the Arbites HQ, they came face to face with three figures. Jonathan was one, in his Ultramarine-like armor and he stood there with his Lasrifle as he stood beneath his walked.

The other was another Imperial Guardsmen next to him. He was 25 years old in the eyes of Phrix, was slightly tanned where his exposed skin was, and was slightly muscled. He was 5'10" with brown hair and green eyes.  He wore underneath his Imperial Guard armor a black hoodie with its hood over his helmet and upon his shoulder was the Ultramarine symbol but black instead of the normal blue that would be seen on the Imperial Guards from the Ultramarine worlds. He also wore camo pants beneath the armor on his legs and he also held in his hand a Lasrifle.

The last figure, to the delight of Engelbart, was a Techpriest Acolyte. He held in one hand a Lascarbine but he had a mechandandrite with what looked like a needle and as the group halted before them, Engelbart looked the Acolyte up and down. He was around 26 Imperial years old, 5' 5", his body still had flesh and it was tanned and muscled. His brown hair was cropped short.

"Who are these two?" asked Jaxx.

"I bring with me Corporal Logan of the Imperial Guard, part of the Imperial Guardsmen unit, "Ultramar's Shadows". I also have an Theodosius "The Bear" Medved here to accompany the Techpriest Engelbart... he would like to join you if you accept him..." Jonathan said as he soon quickly entered his Sentinel without further word.

"Where are the Arbites?" asked Jaxx.

"Already loaded into Chimera's... We just need to load ourselves into our own Chimera transport... so lets go." said Logan as he waved them towards a nearby Chimera that sat next to three others.

The group looked at one another before they all nodded and quickly entered the waiting Chimera.

The ruins all around them made the group uneasy and Jaxx could tell Jonathan was just as uneasy. He seemed to constantly swivel the cockpit he had all around as if he was expecting a fight almost right away. The Chimera was behind the Sentinel but they were in the middle of the entire armored formation. They had been informed the gang was holed up within one of the older buildings of the Stank, an old bar that had also been destroyed partially by a spacecraft that had crashed nearby.

And the only thing that kept them anxious was the fact that an Imperial-Issue Autocannon was in their armory of who knows what sort of weapons.

Suddenly, the convoy stopped and as the ramp lowered, the group quickly jumped out as they watched the Arbites all around them get out with autoguns and combat shotguns and even a few with shock mauls and shields. But what had seemed to stop the convoy were three people and as the entire force looked at the trio of Outcasts, all three had Autoguns.

One was 5'10", with a jet back faux hawk on his head, a clean shaven face, with a lean, muscled body. his only good eye that wasn't covered by an eye-patch was a dark blue. He wore dusty camo pants, a simple sleeveless black tank top, and had a coat on with its hood down. Engerlbart put him in 36 standard Imperial years old.

Another was maybe around 23 standard Imperial years old. He was 5'8", had jet black hair, black eyes that were deeply disturbing, was lean, skinny, and pale where his skin showed. He wore a black shirt and black skinny jeans and wore over that a black coat. He also wore black converses on his feet.

And the final figure was actually really young, only 22 standard imperial age. He was 5'7", with shaggy brown hair and light brown eyes. He had brown skin, a full black suit and he had a "Death Gun" mask on top of his head at the moment. He also had on his back a metal staff.

"Oh, you guys again... why are you here with Jason and Rex, Toombs?" asked Jonathan from the Sentinel.

"Well, word on the street was that you were being recruited and from a powerful corporation too... so we figured we would join in on the action with permission." said the one with the faux hawk.

"Well... if you help us recover the autocannon from the High Hive Gang... I'll see what I can do, Toombs.." Jonathan said.

"Roger that." said Toombs.

"Here we go again..." said Jason.

"Lets rock."  said Rex.

As soon as the three had joined the group, the entire force moved through the ruins towards the nearby objective, about a few ruined city blocks away.