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[WhitiusOpus]

Publius Maro
(Cha:6+1)"You see men, you must work together! Everything comes to fruition with teamwork! Synergy is the key men, synergy synergy synergy. You must have so much synergy, you run out of energy! see what I did there? Heh. And remember! If any of you falter, the teamwork chain will fail, and I will have to shoot you! So let's go team!" Your pep rally complete, you look to the men's reactions. Well, they seem to have recovered from that PDF guy's attempted speech, although "scared straight" seems more apt.

Patrick Hunt
You head into the Bunker. It's a 10 meter by 10 meter square Plastcrete block, with a horizontal slit 3 feet high and across the front area of the bunker, as a gunslit. There are 4 other guardsmen in there, two of whom are loading and sighting in the Autocannon mount, whil the other two arrange their extra ammo and gear into the far left corner. You setup your Autogun on the edge and sight in on the field in front.

Mask Wolf
You give some quick orders to your men. (Cha:6-1) they quickly spread out into the trench at 1 meter intervals, propping their las rifles on the parapets. They sight in on the field in front of them, nervous sweat falling off the newer men in beads.

Saria
(Cha:6) "Hey! What in Chaos are you doing? I never told you to stop running!"
"But ma'am, we've run 3 already and-"
"GET MOVING!"
The men move off for another lap at a brisk pace. Hmm... Maybe that was a little harsh... You shrug inwardly. Eh, conditioning never hurt anyone.

Derek Johnson
He continues to coach his men at the range, oblivious to the noise and smoke cloud over his men's firing.

Everyone but Derek
The cloud grows more distinct as it grows closer. Damn, it is the Orks! There appears to be around 80 of them, with a couple dozen Gretchin running amongst them, raving wildly. Back farther behind, you can see a Nob, wearing some armored plates and holding a Flama' waving them on and kicking at some of the gretchin. Most look to be wielding Big Choppas' and bolt pistols, screaming waving them around as they charge. They're getting closer, only about a kilometer away! Some late Guardsmen rush out of the base and into the trenches with you.

[Fniff]

"Ork attack! Not a drill! Get your lasrifles and get into the trench, and get ready to lay down some suppressing fire on the bastards!"
Get the men into the trench, along with myself. Order them to fire at will at the orks in volleys, aiming for the nob especially. That flamer cannot do anything good. Fire along with them.

[darkpaladin109]

"Hm, what's that noise? Men, quickly we must reinforce the rest of the soldiers immideately."
Reinforce the rest of the guardsmen with my squad.

[WhitiusOpus]

((Here, I'll tell you guys the same thing I told Patrick Hunt on the amount of Guardsmen in the base. There is roughly a dozen men along the trench line as Pickets, 4 and an Autocannon in each bunker, a patrol of six farther to the south (near bunker #3) One of twelve that went into the Capital on a search a few days ago, (the Capital is to the west) and then relief squads inside the base. So, altogether there's roughly 150 Guardsmen in the Outpost that can fight. There's 10 or so techpriests in the Mechanicus, and a couple of servitors in the Munitorium. Those less thick areas in the wall in the sketch? Yeah, those are less think areas of wall. But you don't know that IC... Oh, and that's not including you guys and PDF.))

[Harry Baldman]

"Everybody not in the trenches, get there at once! And keep steady, men and women of the Imperium! If your aim is lacking, I can step over to you and help steady it!"

Help morale. Make sure nobody runs. Don't shoot anyone, though. That would be uncivilized. Block their path of exit instead.

[Pancaek]

"Fucking greenskins, aye?"

Stay near the commissar, if anyone gets agressive against the commissar, protect him. If no danger to his life from our side, start shooting orks

[Patrick Hunt]

Line up my cannon on the nob, aim chest high.

(( Nobs chest is the same height as a normal orks head right? So you never did clarify it, are pdf players only or some npc as well? ))

[Harry Baldman]

"Fucking greenskins, aye?"

"Watch the fucking language, my good man!"

[Pancaek]

"Fucking greenskins, aye?"

"Watch the fucking language, my good man!"

"My apologies, commissar sir." He clears his throat "These blasted green rascals are nothing but troublemakers, don't you concur?"

[Harry Baldman]

"My apologies, commissar sir." He clears his throat "These blasted green rascals are nothing but troublemakers, don't you concur?"

"I do concur. It is most regrettable that they have chosen to lose their lives today against qualified machines of death and destruction like us, oh yes indeed."

[WhitiusOpus]

Line up my cannon on the job, aim chest high to hit the other pros heads at the salt time.

(( Jobs chest is the same height as a normal orks head right? So you never did clarify it, are pdf players only or some npc as well? ))

((Umm, I don't think I have a character sheet from you, Patrick. And no, a normal Ork can reach upwards of 7'6", which is also the standard height of a space marine, so I doubt you are 9 feet tall. The Gretchin are usually 5 feet or slightly shorter if they are who you're thinking of. And no, there are NO PDF npcs. Yet. They are ONLY players. For the time being. Also, I'll be introducing a Leadership stat for the amount of troops you have in your squad, and a Barracks type for troop recruitment. After this also, I think you PDF guys will just go on into your squads and level up with the other four.))

[WhitiusOpus]

((DarkPaladin109, I accidentally put you at Sergeant due to your description and such, and just noticed you're a Commissar. Whups. Do you want for me to continue with you as a Commissar or as a Sergeant?))

[darkpaladin109]

((If I can change my equipment, I'l stay a sergeant, I guess.))

[Patrick Hunt]

(( God damn auto correct. How tall is a nob compared to a normal ork? ))

[WhitiusOpus]

((Sure. You have 8 req points, so just post your edited equipment. A Nob can reach 8 and a half to nine feet. War bosses are usually powerful Nobs, but they have enhanced equipment also and can get to 10 feet. Damn giants compared to the Ordinary Guardsmen.))