-Volorox
Volorox lifted himself from the ground covered in ork blood and green skin bones gore was scattered across him from the battle. He looked to Doralius as they finished the orks off he got back on the ground. "Well Looks like w-" as Shadows began blocking appearing on the ground Volorox looked to the sky's his blood began to boil as he saw what was coming. Rage began filling his system. as he saw all of the ork flyers filling the sky's A string of curses came out of his helmets mouth piece towards the orks. for second till he turned it off his body language though spoke of rage at the orks as he began stomping there heads. One thing could be told from all of this, He was mad.

A few seconds later he got on the vox for his team. "WE NEED TO REGROUP AND RE PLAN." he said to the others his voice sounding a mix of anger and dispair in it. he put a hand to his helmet. "Angel Fall what is your status?" he asked trying to figure out what was going on and what to do next.

<The Apothecary- Teleportarium ( @Colapse , @Draconion , @DeranVendar )>

The Son of Guilliman assessed the situation with just one single blink, looking at Draconion and Marmaroth. Having overheard like the others the vox-message for Marmaroth, he opened a new vox-channel directed on general Angelfall frequency, additional to the Captains and Ferons.

"Suggesting evacuation pattern Ultima-Vindictus-Zephyr." The Apothecary simply said and walked over to Marmaroth to help him back on his feet.

<Tactic Explanation>
Ultima-Vindictus-Zephyr were many many multiple commands at the same time, and a dangerous at that. Not just simultaneously but also at 2 risky stages that had to come together.

Stage 1 - Gathering Troops:
Ultima-Vindictus-Zephyr is designed for split groups among void and planetary troops. First the void ships would all resort to safety boats and all sort of transport such as Valkyries, Thunderhawks and that sort. If necessary, and capable, they would drop on the planet to gather whomever they can carry.

While this was going on, the planetary troops would do the exact same thing. Evacuating to all void-capable ships and head for the void where they would meetup with the void-evacuating ships.

Stage 2 - Making for Escape:
Ultima-Vindictus-Zephyr is built for the case of having no way of escape by own means. That is why the now re-grouped force launches toward the flagship of the enemy (in this case the Space Hulk) to capture a ship to make for safe escape.

Just a bit time difference from void and ground troops coming together and the entire operation could be jeopardized. Obviously it was no easy decision to make, but it would make the most of sense right now.

<Back at talking>
"Marmaroth will survive, I can treat him once we are at the hangar." He prompted Draconion and started carrying him towards the hangar.

"Every Serf, empty Marmaroths Sanctuary and make sure his artifacts are secured. Medical Staff, gather all extracted Gene-Seed and as many supplies you can." He ordered separately.


<Steinar Greywold>

He looked after the bird that left and smiled, as if understanding what it tries to say. "Let the explosives loose and do not worry about me." He started to run off to the end of the Canyon where the Orks came from, rather than back to the city.

<Feron>
"Our Engines are dead, the only way we're putting the Angelfall down is if we're scrap raining down through orbit. We don't have the defenses to hold either, casualty reports have us at thirty four Serfs, twenty three Storm Troopers and ourselves. Normally I might suggest putting up as much of a fight as possible to try and lure a Warboss or the Warlord himself on board then blow the vessel but with those numbers and our assault team battered to all hell and back, no use wasting good lives. Sirius that's suicide right now. If we weren't down to less than a quarter of proper fighting strength, we still have no way of knowing any safe spots to breach that Hulk and set down without getting buried under who knows how many Orks. Not for one second do I doubt that there are some clear spaces but our chances are finding them are too small, too risky. We go planet side and consolidate our forces before we attempt such a maneuver. " Feron turned his eyes back to the port as he watched the space hulk continue to lumber out of the warp portal, ever expanding like a coiled serpent spilling out by the rows into real space.

Tapping into a mainland channel Feron extends contact to their own ground forces. "This is Feron to all forces under Lord Chaplain Marmaroth. An Ork Space Hulk has translated from the warp, enemy reinforcements are inbound on all positions. All friendly orbital assets are KIA, we're not far behind either. Dispatching remaining forces to planetary Capitol. Marmaroth is out for the time being, I need status reports on all current ground operations. " Awaiting those responses he flips through to another channel, the one linking him to the Governor. "Governor Lin Mora, this is Feron of the Angelfall and the Ordos Xenos, it seems we have lost the war in space and our currently being forced to evacuate to your own HQ. Please advise, what is left of ground based orbital defenses and craft capable of both orbital and void flight? "

<Apothecary>
"We have to breakthrough to the Space Hulk. It is our salvation. We easily can establish a base of operation in one of the less populated areas and from there go on Hit and Run mission against their leadership and take the Space Hulk over or steal a craft of theirs. There is no time to go planetside first, for the Orks will follow us down there and slaughter all that are left."

He was passionate about it, not as much as about being right, but the fact that they had to risk it or die for sure. With this scenario there was at least a chance to survive. "But you are in charge in Marmaroths stead. So I shall do as I tell you. The only thing I ask of you is to secure the Gene-Seed I had extracted from our team."

"Brothers," says Draconion in a low, urgent tone, "By all means stand by for evacuation, but before we do, allow the first wave of boarders aboard. I may - just may - be able to tip things in favour of saving the ship."

<Feron>
Standing there he flipped over a channel listening to the Apothecaries recorded retort, face darkening his hands flex in and out of fist. "You'll have your time Draconion, Icelos are you still in fine enough condition to fight? I May yet have use of you and that teleporter beacon, I've another plan forming that will give us a better chance of finding a safe landing if we are to undertake such a risk. " Opening a private link to his fellow Salamander Feron allowed a momentary lapse in will to vent a touch of frustration in his tone. "What are you planning Young Drake? I would like to know before I try and get myself over onto that Hulk and secure a landing zone. "

-Volorox
As Volorox heard the conversation over the teams vox. His voice then came on now a bit more calm but still anger was inside his voice. "I Agree with Our apothecary Our current situation down here has been turned but with the number of orks heading our way we won't survive the next assault. Sirius is right we need to take a section of the hulk Possibly have our Ancient and librarian try to detect a spot with the least amount of life and have us make a assault and stand there. My Chapter have once encounter a space hulk that had a war band of chaos traitors and even a base. It took us months to dig them out but we encounter also tyranid infestation inside of that hulk. We can try to do the same and hold out there and even try to gain vital routes in the hulk to us." he said over the vox hearing the team and adding his own words.

<The Apothecary>

"The Angelfall is lost. And we still require you in the future, do not sacrifice yourself, I shall prevent your death for my duty and our brotherhood." He commanded, not letting him sacrifice like Sanguinius did for the Imperium. Nathaniel did that, and he was an actual blood-sworn brother to Stevanus. He would prevent anymore sacrifices, because this time he was here.

<Amraphel>
After arriving back onboard the Angelfall, Amraphel had his most urgent and dire wounds treated.
Most importantly, he wrapped a huge bandage arround the wound in his chest cavity, mainly to keep his intestines inside of him. After regaining some stamina he quickly went to the next data pannel and acessed it, to take a look at their tactical situation. As he looked at the panel, his face became ever more angered with each bit of information he acessed and for all intensing purposes, their tactical situation was completely abyssmal. There would be no hope for them unless..

While thinking about what to do next, Amraphel heard other members of the team speaking about how to proceed and opinions seemed to be divided on what course of action should be undertaken.
Slowly he cleared his throat of blood from his injuries and talked into the vox, speakibg with a pained voice: "I .... Might.. know a way to save this ship. Have you ever heard of how star forts are moved between planets, despite their lack of gellar fields? Let me elaborate: A small crew stays onboard and gathers arround the command room. With them, they have a few pskyers protecting them from warp predators and other beasts of the empyrean. Also with them is a small team of warriors, fighting of all deamons who manage to breach the psychic barriers. The fort is controlled by a few navigators and pilots who defended by psykers and other combattants.

So this is what I propose. Once the Orks board the Angelfall, we will force an entry into the warp.
All of us, all none combatants will be evacuated ofcourse, will gather in the enginiarium and all control functions will be rerouted there. Draconion could erect a small barrier arround the engine room and thereby protect us. The Greenskins will have no such defence and will be slain by warp beasts.
After 20 minutes we will drop back into real space and we will have to fight hard during that timeframe."

Amraphel sighed as he spoke a last sentence into the vox:" This is risky and has never been tried before, but fortune favours the bold!"

<Feron> OOC: Just kinda sit here and wait for Colapse on a few updates really :>
"Feron to all ground points. " So the Salamander started feeling his stomach knot up, mind lingering to the great many men and women still down on the planet that would be without their support once he issued the next order. "Once the next enemy wave makes landfall load up and set out, return to the void. Await further directions whether to divert toward the enemy vessel or converge on the Angelfall. Emperor willing perhaps we can get a firm enough foot hold on the Hulk to begin evacuating forces from the planet below to reinforce us. " He expected a number of bleeding heart jabs and insults but Feron thought on the practical as readily as the humanitarian spectrum with that. With their forces so heavily depleted it certainly wouldn't hurt to recruit, at least temporarily, surviving PDF and Regimental forces, pull the civilians from the planet as well. They could deal with the whole renegade revelation after being endeared upon their hearts by keeping them from turning into Ork chow or target dummies.

Looking over to Jannika he tried to gauge their Captain's own thought process, a small hunch telling him he might be having an argument about going down with the ship or not in mere moments.