-After waiting for several minutes and still only hearing the faint alarm sound in the background followed by very faint gunshots, Harker moves away from the door and begins to search the room for anything he can use. Seeing that the standard military metal bed in the far corner was bolted down, he moved over and started to work at several sections of it, dismantling the spurs and rods piece by piece until he got what he was looking for. Taking out the small piece of metal shaped into some resemblance of its former self, Harker moved the warped spring into the small hinge section on the door and begin to slowly pry off the small locks. Working ferventlyat the hinges, he managed to loosen the bottom most one causing the locking shaft to fall out. Pulling on the doors now weakened corner, Harker slowly worked the barrier back and forth until he heard a loud shrieking of metal that signified the main bolt locking the door warping. Smiling at his handiwork, Harker continued his assault on the door until he was able to warp it back far enough for him to squeeze through into the hallway beyond.-

-Looking in either direction and bleeding from several light lacerations to his body from squeezing past the sharp metal, he headed off in the general direction he thought would lead him to the surface...and most likely his quarry.-

The courtyard was filled with the bodies of the dead guards, who were perhaps skilled enough to defend the fort against local trespassers and wildlife, but they proved weak when facing a combined might of the Greenskins and their pirate friends. Couple of survivors ran towards the barracks but around 10 or so where organized in front of the main house by a grizzled looking veteran. They hid behind crates and makeshift barricades, intent on defending the object to the last.

But before the team had any chance to plan their next move, a violent explosion occurred from the inside of the main building which smashed half of the windows and threw some of the guards on their back. It would seem that the good old Captian Ferrelian has joined the fray as well.

If the team thought about attacking head on, now was the perfect moment.

Couple of empty crates, storage rooms filled with salty fish and broken machinery was everything he could find down there as he moved through the underground. However, just around the next corner, Torek could hear footsteps heading straight towards him. The corridor was poorly lit and filled with garbage, so there was plenty of space to hide, if the direct assault wasn't to his liking.

There was only one way for him to go, through the door opposite of him and into a dark corridor. Perhaps the quality of the material used to isolate this place from the rest of the compound was bad, but whatever the case, Harker could hear gunshots from somewhere above. So it didn't take him much to figure out where he needed to be, just how would he go up, it was impossible to say at this moment.

EDIT OOC hopefully, you two guys get what's happening

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M3 -Infiltration Team: Resh and Raz-

"Please don't kill me," the man started weeping, "They hold him down below, in the basement. Entrance is right next to the villa, a small guardhouse and down the staircase! Please, I told you everything I know!"

Resh smiled as felt that she finally had an opportunity to properly relax. She separated the man's ears from his head. Then his nose, then his eyes. A piece by piece, saving the tongue for the last. She got lost in the reverie, only afterwards remembering what was her true purpose here. Stepping out of the lavatory, she saw her kin across the room, standing atop a pile of bodies and smacking a lone guardsman across his back, the poor human screaming in agony.

"Some of them ran here," Razauil simply said while continuing with his own work. "They thought it was safe. A wrong assumption that cost them their lives. Except this one's" he pointed at the hunched human, who was trying to defend himself by raising his manacled hands, but to no avail as his new Master continued beating him. "This one is up for a ride of his life!"

"Also, there is no need for you to go outside. Let the others do the work, no need to get shot," he smiled but his dark eyes showed only malice...

Assault- GM NOTE: Another 1-2 wounds for your assignment
Mulch was torn between butchering the flimsy lil coward Grots fleeing from them and the 'umies who looked like they -might put up an actual fight....then an explosion! "EXPLOSION DERE LETZ GO! KRUMP EM GOOD BOYZ!" Calling out to his Orkish, and Ogryn, compatriots the Slugga boy barreled forward with a maniacal laugh, big choppa lashing at the air in front of him. Rushing to get to grips with his foe he took the most direct path he could find: Straight through all their Dakka! Further las shots scored his flesh in several places where his flak armor was either failing or just couldn't coveryet the Ork didn't fall and he piled in on the fight, making right for their git in charge as he lunged the rest of the way and swung his weapon about in a wild whirlwind strike that saw him spinning about for several more seconds after the initial swing.

Assault-

Davian singled out one of the targets in the group a older looking person as he looked on he saw mulch charge he cursed a bit as he raised his shield as took several hit from las fire he then heard a explosion from the main building. it threw several guards off step giving him his chance he needed he made a break for the barracks he aimed for a window and jumped in the window the glass only did minor scratches to him. He found himself beside a bed. and could see 2 people were panicking trying to barricade the door when he came in. they now were trying to aim there weapons on him. a beds were in between them. Davian ducked then raised his shield. He could see the fear on there faces he turned his shock maul on. several shots went passed him and hit his shield He charged the man first as they both fired wildly at him. He roared as he charged he turned his suppression shield on to stun and hit the first one another women she fell to the ground being shocked. The man got a shot off at davians chest. His scout armor held as he brought down his mace on the man he screamed as he felt the electricity go through. Davian kept going until the man stopped moving. He quickly searched the man and women taking any weapons they had and putting them by a window. He then went to the women he searched her quickly before she could get up she looked oddly familiar maybe related to one of the guardswomen he caught. He looked around the women and decided to do something odd. He took the mans cloths off and bounded her he then saw a empty storage room. He pulled her in the room and shut her inside the room. He then put a bed in front of it just to make sure she couldn't get out maybe the tau or someone else would like a serf. he soon then got to a window and smiled he could assist the others with support fire.


OOC hope this is ok

The man in charge was a veteran of many sieges, but his problem was that he never stepped out from his homeworld. As soon as he saw Mulch coming for him, he tried to get his men to form a square and stand against the Ork. That, to his surprise, didn't work as the attacker swung his weapon wildly, cleaving two guards who didn't manage to get out of the way and slicing the veteran across his chest. The leader slumped to the floor, his life force slowly fading away.

Seeing what happened to their leader, remaining guards dropped their guns and ran away.

To his surprise, Davian heard curses and gunshots behind him, coming from the door across the room. Seconds later, five men crashed in, firing blindly behind them and failing to notice the Astartes. That would change the moment they turn around, so Davian had to act quickly. Run or fight. But he was sure of one thing - one of those men awfully looked like the enemy Leader Lucas Helrada...

M3 - Assault Team

Skullcrusha was just finishing his attempts to salvage what we could from the last dead guard as the world turned to chaos around them. Just as he began to stand, a sudden deafening sound consumed his eardrums. Time seemed to slow to a snails pace, and a wave of heat impacted his thick skin with unexpected intensity. Yet it was less then a second in truth, and soon fire, ash, and glass shot forth from the mansion with a whimper followed by the bang one anticipated from a flaming explosion. Instinctively, the Ork went for his Lasgun and hastily scanned the area. Fire and black smoke replaced many of the fine glass windows the dotted the building's walls, and the mansions entrance was now blockaded by a new influx of heavily armed guards.

With his shoota firmly in his hands and a sadistic grin emerging on his face, Skullcrusha made a quickened dash for one of the short walls scattered around the courtyard. Upon emerging behind the solid stone, he knelled down and pressed his back against it just as a volley of las fire was sent his way. After it seemed to die down within moments, the Ork glanced over his cover and noticed that his comrades were gaining the attention of the guards. Seeing one of his fellow Orks getting fired upon, Skullcrusha went into a Orkish rage and quickly took aim with his Lasgun before shooting a few rounds into the guards ranks. Maybe it was out of his feeling of anger at his comrades being harmed, maybe it was out of the thrill of battle. Most likely, it was out of the some inner need to bring more Dakka into the fight. Regardless, humies would die. That, in his Orky eyes, was a good enough explanation.

(GM Note) -5 Ammunition

Assault-
Their leader was immediately submitted to humiliation and suffering as the brutish thug of a slugga leapt upon the veteran, once, twice, thrice, four...ice, fiveice, sixice, many times-ice! Until nothing was left but pulped flesh, shattered bones and squished organs. Taking up the body of his flattened foe he draped the bloody mess over his back like a cape. "IZ YOOZ BOSS NOW 'UMIES! IZ BEAT YA LIL SCRAP NOW IZ BEATIN YOO ALL!"

Torek cocked his head to the side at the sound of the footsteps and decided to observe before striking. Slinking into a pile of garbage; after the sewage it couldn't hurt his stench much, he kept his shotgun at the ready, bayonet fixed. He would first observe who and how many were coming before devising a plan of attack.

OOC will wait for Cody to respond, he is the one that might run into you after all.

Skullcrusha's initial salvo killed only one guard who was bold enough to peer over the cover, the las projectile hitting him straight in the head. However, due to the actions of his Greenskin comrade, the humans in front of the house routed and as soon as they started running, they proved an easy target for this particular Ork. Showing an uncanny accuracy (for one of his kind), almost every shot found its mark and three more guards fell.

Other guards payed almost no attention to Mulch's words as they ran as fast as they could in different directions, any plan obviously forgotten as the primal instincts for survival kicked in. They just wanted to get away from the Green Monster...

But the Mansion's door remained closed, although a bit damaged from the explosion. Gunshots could be heard from the inside...

Assault-
Shouldering his Big Choppa the Ork found himself with choice once more, either pursue more foes for krumpin OR break down that door to find a bigger scrap later...decisions, decisions...."Oh zog it. " He spun about on one foot with his eyes closed until he came to a halt. Opening his eyes once more he was facing away from the door. "IT'S HUNTIN TIME!" Hunting time, it reminded him of Catachan and that left a very pour taste in his mouth....nothing a load of squishy 'umie blood wouldn't fix. A rictus grin fixed on his face he charged off toward the barracks. "OH IZ A COMIN FER YOOZ 'UMIES! A SLAYIN WEEZ WILL GO! A SLAYIN WEEZ WILL GO! HI-HO A HUMIE SLAYIN WE WILL GO! "