It was only a matter of moments before they were within teleportation range, though. The auspices worked feverishly to catch up, trying to locate the power core within the massive Ork hulk and to get some idea of the internal layout so there were no unfortunate errors.

“Sir! We’ve isolated the enemy core!”

“Teleport terminator group alpha,” the chaplain commanded. So far everything was going according to plan and surely even such a dedicated marine might feel a little like a traffic operator in this task. Moments later the Terminators zipped through the warp, arriving in the midst of the cruiser, green-skins to every side and the bolts began to fly.