[center][h1]603[sup]rd[/sup] Cadian Regiment
"Emperor's Chosen"[/h1]
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The General watched as he troops trailed the tail of the LAAT as it gently sailed pass them in the hall way, not daring to venture deeper into their territory. As it flew off, a Hydra flak tank was rolled up in case it did happen to come back. The vehicle was certain of unknown origins, it didn't have any of the very industrial look that most Imperial vehicles had and wasn't black and spiky and desecrated enough to be Chaos. Clearly there was more than just Chaos who lurked these halls, some other xenos race must have also been transported here.

Soon after a decision was reached to send ariel scouts of their own down the stairs were previously the vehicles couldn't. A single Valkyrie was sent down along with a full transport of 10 troopers and the two most diplomatic people the Emperor had provided the regiment along with the proud banner of the 603rd. A Preist had also found his way inside, albeit a bit squished given the limited room in the craft but he said something about "suffering for the Emperor" and made his way in with little complaint. It seem liked a good mix of being able to be somewhat friendly and able to shoot a few things should things get messy; there was about two dozen or so men praying for the expeditionary party's safety and that no Heldrakes or something would decide to make a meal of them, hopefully the Emperor's prayer lines weren't too full at the moment.

"Oh great god-emperor of mankind! May our humble prayers reach thy divine ears and bless our brave soldiers. The foul taint of Chaos may crawl below us in their rightful hell, but our faith in you is unwavering! Unflinching! Undoubting!" The priest cried to the mass of people, some non-militant Adepta Soroitas flanking him along with some lesser clergymen, "May your righteous divinity see us through these new and uncertai--"

The power plate crackled to life, startling the tech priests and guardsmen around it. A few brave, curious ones stayed as many scampered away. Energy reading where going crazy but no warp energy was dedicated. One man tried to rush forward to break the plate out of fear but was kept thrown back by a pair of Tech Priests who were dead set on observing the strange plate. Then, with a flash of color, a cache of munitions appeared. Lasgun power packs, containers of bolter rounds and autocannon ammunition, pallets of ordinance shells and several drums of grenades had been gifted to the 603rd and amongst them laid three guardsmen strewn over the munitions, knocked out and unaware of where they were.

"Um... Where are we?" one of them said as they slowly came too, witness the other ranks of fellow Imperial troopers all around, auspexes showing they had no taint of the warp like the rest of the men.

The General personally came over to welcome the new trio of soldiers, "Welcome to-" Karthis paused; there was no official name for the place they were in. Quickly running a list through his head, he made a decision that would influence the rest of the soldiers, "Welcome to the Great House of the Emperor. He is with us even in this new world." The two hands of the general and the soldier locked in a firm handshake as around of applause circled around the room and the soldiers descended on to the Requistion Plate to harvest their blessed gains from the Emperor.