"Stow the bullshit Wilhurst, if the rook wants to get himself shot to shit thats his prerogative, you just make sure you cover his ass. As for infantry concentrations Intel doesn't know shit, all they have is geo-sonar anomalies suggesting Seeders. Combined with the fact the locust have an inkling of what is going down at Landown you can pretty sure those seeders will be well protected." Darius said. "Now lock and load, drop is imminent."

The King Raven's blades seemed to get louder as Gamma Squad approached the drop zone. "LZ is hot." the pilot shouted back to them. "I'll clear you some breathing room on the house, the rest is all you Gamma Squad"

below them the Locust swarmed like ants, a pitiful spray of weapons fire scattered past the left side of the chopper or glanced off its armored plates. The Ravenstopped and began to lower ominously. Enemy groundfire intensified, but to no effect, the helicopters armour was too strong. It reached optimum height and the low whine of chainguns combined with the whirring of the blades. The Locust knew what was coming. They ran for their grubholes, most did not make it. The chaingun turned them to a bloody pulp of bone, meat and cartilage. Then a salvo of missiles, guided into each emergence hole, blowing limbs, dirt and guts meters into the air.

"Damn i'm good!" the pilot said. "Lets do this Gamma Squad!"

The Raven lurched and sped towards the ground with dizzying speed, jerking up just as Darius thought the pilot had lost control. "Pile Out! Pile Out! Lets fuck these locust over."

Darius raised his hammerburst and leapt for the grass gnoll that was their drop site, a small locust force were already preparing for a counterattack.