Gaius gave the interrogator a nod, and looked over the group he was to lead. Two Guardsmen, the Commissar, and the Psyker. A formidable force, and level enough. None of them had any particular dislike of each other, that Gaius had noticed. After the group he was to lead prepared themselves, he gathered them together.
"Alright, Sergeant, You're on Vox duty. Corporal, grab those magnoculars. Commissar, it's an honour to have you with us. Stay close. Okay, everyone, let's move." As his unit departed, he looked back to Rayvius, "We'll wait for orders after we vox you. In case of an emergency, we'll head to the listening post. I'll update you soon." And with that, Gaius and the others departed, heading into the woods. A storm was brewing overhead, and it appeared as if it might rain. Gaius glared up at the seemingly bad omen, and turned his collar up in defiance of it.