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“Brother Innocent, this is Captain Kairo. Situation report. It sounds as though the void shields are taking hits,” Kairo asked from the launch bay. His marines were finishing up preparations to planet-fall. The chaplain had the last word when it came to the time of their launch. They would take no chances with a marine captain on a Thunderhawk, a durable craft, but a few dozen marines in one craft was a large investment.

“Indeed. We are taking a few battlecannon hits, but the shields are holding strong. We expect from the Deathwing momentarily about the reactor core,” Innocent IV reported back to his superior officer.
“Archangel 4, scratch one turkey.”