Drex heard the report on the comm, he was pissed, he was now shoveling down his dinner, he hated eating fast, but he needed to get out to the field. From the looks of it, everyone else had heard the message too, they were all running to the armory, Drex already had his weapons with him, he knew better then to get comfortable. He'd bring a seven men with him, they'd fill up the chimeras, and they'd rescue their snipers, hopefully he wouldn't need more then seven.

He approached the best of his drivers, Fen "Marcus, Fen, Get a chimera ready, we got orks on the planet, I'm getting my men prepared, we'll meet you outside, Got it?" He explained as he ran off to the armory, he'd need his men if he was going anywhere, he had faith that his snipers would hold out, they were his best, they'd last, those orks would be sorry they messed with them.

His boots clanged loudly against the metal grates leading to the armory, the door to it was just like the grates, metal, it opened as he stepped near it, the men inside were chattering and laughing, it was good to know they weren't scared. "You nancies get your guns ready, We gotta move, and now!" He barked, the men hurried after he spoke, his expression was stiff, and his words stern, they knew he wasn't messing around right now.

Shortly after leaving the armory, Jenkins spoke to him, Jenkins was his front-line medic, he did all the bandaging in the fray, "Sir, is there alot of them? The orks?" He asked, Drex just shot him a look that could only mean "Shut the hell up!. Jenkins fell back behind Drex, he knew that he wasn't getting an answer, but if Drex knew he would have given him one. He lead them garage, the chimeras were all placed neatly facing them, they were ready to go, and he hoped that Fen was too.

Drex lined up his men by their chimera, he spoke casually, he wasn't worried and he was going to make sure his men weren't either. "Listen up, we got ork contact, as you heard, but that doesn't mean there is alot, or any, our snipers could've gotten em all by now. We're just gonna go find our snipers, and kill any orks we see....understood?!" He ordered, his men replied in unison with a loud "Sir, Yes, Sir!".

"Good, Fen get us to the last coordinates of the sniper teams, I will put them in your nav system." He said as he punched in the numbers, he and his men piled into the less then comfortable chimera, it wasn't cramped at least, not yet anyways, there was plenty of room for the snipers. Drex hoped there was some orks left, he'd been itching for a good fight, he needed to prove himself to imperium, so he could receive supplies and reinforcements, he'd die to keep this planet on the map.

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