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MEANWHILE, IN SPACE
Part 35
43-F Start
41-H Wrecked Section
43-H CURRENT LOCATION Local Scan Control XENOS PRESENT
43-I Toxins Purged
43-J Toxins Purged
44-H Local Life Support
44-I Former Dead Section
45-I Former Dead Section
43-L End
6 Engineers
5 Stormtroopers
The hellgun is a variant of the lasgun used almost exclusively by elite forces such as stormtroopers. Instead of being fed by a small battery which must be switched out in extended firefights, it is connected to a large backpack which supplies its energy. This gives the hellgun more powerful shots and continuous rapid fire, granting a small fireteam the lethality of at least a regular guardsmen squad.You quickly retreat back before the detestable xenos become aware of you. Lacking eyes, they must have some other method of detecting prey such as smell, vibration or even psychic sense. Lt. Groves scowls when you tell him what lies ahead, and he confirms them to be 'Rippers'.
"They're nothing but crawling mouths, Commissar." he growls, fingering his bandolier of grenades. "Once we rouse them they'll try and mob us and use our warm bodies to make more xeno scum. Best thing to do is to hit them with frags while they're all massed up, then pick off the survivors before someone loses a hand."
At your direction, all five stormtroopers leap out across the entry hall and toss a frag grenade at the biggest concentrations of rippers. The volley detonates in unison and you join them in unleashing a fierce barrage of lasfire, though your laspistol is somewhat puny compared to their hellguns. Despite the horrendous losses, the rippers swarm as one toward your position even as they get turned to cinders. Just as the tide begins to thin, an even larger group of rippers boils out to drown you in bodies.
"Death and glory, xeno scum!" you roar, slicing one lengthways as it makes a leap for your hat. The stormtroopers are able to barely keep themselves clear by constant lasfire, but the situation worsens still when a pack of gaunts bound into view.
"Aaaaaaaarggh!" you scream, shoving your krak grenade into a ripper's maw. Before it can digest either the situation or the krak, you grasp it firmly by the tail and hurl it into the approaching gaunts.