*as the ork horde swarms the city walls, the imperial fleet arrives, staying in orbit, inquisitor Emmie, aboard the grand battle barge looks down at the planet*
Bomb these filthy heathens to the void, and send down the armies... I want the orks gone, for good.
"But ma'am-..."
We no longer have contact with the recon squad, so it's best to assume them dead. You heard the order, ensign!
"Yes ma'am!"
*the ship rumbles a bit with each cannon firing, and the ensign shouts out some orders over the intercoms before a huge amount of landers and fighter ships make their way down towards the planet surface. The advance of the imperial forces has begun*
Ensign! Fetch me my armor, I shall join the marine chapters on the ground.
Bomb these filthy heathens to the void, and send down the armies... I want the orks gone, for good.
"But ma'am-..."
We no longer have contact with the recon squad, so it's best to assume them dead. You heard the order, ensign!
"Yes ma'am!"
*the ship rumbles a bit with each cannon firing, and the ensign shouts out some orders over the intercoms before a huge amount of landers and fighter ships make their way down towards the planet surface. The advance of the imperial forces has begun*
Ensign! Fetch me my armor, I shall join the marine chapters on the ground.