RETRIBUTION

The campaign to seize the hulk was going remarkably well, this time the Emperor was smiling on the
chapter. Casualties were less than expected, and every specific objective had been achieve, the
most important being the retrieval of the information stored in the hulks computer banks. The
most efficient way to rid the hulk of its monstrous inhabitants was to destroy the cryogenic
pods containing active genestealers, then take advantage of the respite to destroy the living
creatures before the reinforcements they contained awoke.

Even though they did not know where, it was curtain that somewhere within the hulk there
loomed a facility keeping all these pods active. Could they just find its location and
disable whatever control it managed so much would be won. Once again the fatigued marines 
contacted the Techpriest of Heiser in order to draw even further information from the retrieved 
stream of data. If it was there the Techpriest would find it.

It was amazing to find how easy the Techpriest drew out the information they required. His
answer was not so happy news. The chamber they sought were several miles away in the other 
side of the hulk. This put them in a cunandrum. Should the two squads proceed through the
endless corridors of the hulk in hope of reaching the other side or simply abort their
mission and try to redeploy by landing in a hangar closer to the chambers. Both
endevours seemed like a failure of sorts.

Without hope of walking through a genstealer-infested hulk alive they were forced to retreat
and decend once again using a small boarding torpedo. This time they were dropped right
into the heart of the hive. It seemed like a one-way ticket but the veteran sergeant
would rather die fighting than face those nightmares that had haunted him for the last thirty
years. This time he would carry the SR-X flamer himself.

The success of the whole campaign now rested on his shoulders on this one last mission.
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