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'Communication'

806.M30

Telon Reach

Gorro

3rd Person POV:

Before the windows of the Bucephelus was a entire world made of rusted metal. This was the scrap planet of Gorro, Captial planet of a huge Ork Empire. Currently a thousand Ships of the 1st, 2nd Expeditionary fleets and many other Expeditionary fleets were locked in battle against Ork Kroozers, and other Ork escort junk ships.

As the Emepror quietly analyzed the planet the door to his room opened up and in walked his son Silver Nightshade in his personal artificer power armor. The Armor was styled after Greek armor with the leather straps. It was midnight blue with the II legions logo(the Roman Numeral II behind a cresent moon.) in silver on the left shoulder and Primordias constellations all over the armor.

"Father, you have summoned me and my son's here and now I ask what's your plan?" Silver asked his father.

"Once we gain space superiority, me, you, and a small strike force of my custodians and your elite Justicar bodyguards will teleport into the subterranean tunnel network deep within the strata of the planet while the bulk of our forces assault the planet. Resistance is expected to be heavy." The Emperor explained.

"What if our men get overrun by these Orks?" Silver asked.

"Then we must act fast. The fate of the Imperium rests on this operation." The Emperor said solemnly.

"Then I'll gather my men and meet you in the hanger in 20 minutes." Silver said before leaving the room to gather his bodyguards.

With his conversation done the Emperor turned back to the space battle just in time to see a Kill-Kroozer explode by the concentrated lance fire of 4 Lunar-class cruisers. He watched as his sons personal ship the 24km Gloriana Class Battleship Primordia's Glory, Modeled after the Retribution class battleship just without the golden statue, has multiple flight hangers in the middle of the ship, and a massive nova cannon on the Prow, fight off 2 Ork Kill Kroozer and there escorts.

Nodding to himself after seeing that the space above Gorro was secured from the Orks he turned to the door to his room after contacting his commanders.

"Commanders were starting the assault. Begin by sending out Marauder bombers to soften up our troops landing zones. Once done set up Artillery cannons to contanslty bombard the Orks. You need to occupy the Orks for as long as you can." The emepeor ordered.

"It will be done my Lord." The 1st legion officer replied.

Nodding to himself the Emperor exited his room two custodians falling in step behind him.

Entering the giant hanger of the Bucephelus the Emperor saw his son surrounded by 10 of his elite Justicar honor guards. The Justicars formed Silver's elite honor guard. Clad in there midnight blue and silver Cataphractii Terminator Armour. The signal of the second proudly on display. Silver was able to equip his bodyguards with the newly created terminator armor by exchanging a cache of STC's(Standard Template Construct) based around interstellar communications that don't require the warp. The deal was he would give it to them and any other STC cache of they agreed to supply his legion with the newest gear and to support him if he called upon there aid. They agreed quickly.

"I see your ready son." The Emperor said.

"Me and my men are more than ready father. Now let's go kill some Orks." Silver replied back loading his wrist mounted Combi-Bolter.

Nodding the Emperor lead them to the telaporter room. Accompanying him were 4 of his Custodians.

The Emperor, Silver, and the strike force were quickly teleported into a subterranean tunnel network. Thinking that this part of the tunnel network would be devoid of life. He was proven completely wrong when almost immediately they were swarmed by ork boyz.

"CONTACT CONTACT. OPEN FIRE." Silver yelled NightsFury bisecting multiple orks. His Combi-Bolter shredding through the ork ranks.

The Justicars formed a ring over their Primarch. The 2 with the Reaper Autocannons cannons were killing huge scores of Orks. There cannons shooting hundreds of shells in seconds while any Orks that got close lost there lives and limbs to there power fists. 7 were equipped with a standard combi-bolter with drum magazines and a Lightning Claw on there other hand. The Justicar Seargeant in charge had a power sword and a bolt pistol.

The Four golden custodians were armed with there standard Guardian spears. Stabbing and shooting through the ork ranks.

Together the task force wipes out the remaining ork horde.

"I don't believe were out of the clear yet. Men defensive positions. Lead the way father." Silver said.

Leading the way down the subterranean tunnel, fighting off small hordes of Orks. They finally get to the final junction before they get to the core of the Planet.

"One more room. Get your guards up." The Emperor said.

Before anyone could say anything the outer right wall caved in and hundreds of Orks came rushing into the room.

In the midst of the fighting the Emperor was separated from the group. He alone killed hundreds of Orks himself.

In the midst of the Battle the Emperor didn't see the ork warboss aim his plasma shoota at him.

The blast weakened his defenses enough that the Warboss was able to grab the Emperor and buckle his golden armor.

Before the Ork boss could deliver the final killing blow he heard a furious cry of anger.

The Ork tried to swing at the charging Primarch but he ducked under the swing and with a strong swing of NightsFury cut off the arm holding his father hostage.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!" The Ork Warboss yelled.

Silver's Combi-bolter boomed to life sending explosive bolts into the Orks chest. This alone didn't kill the Ork. Silver finished off the Ork overlord with a swing of his sword into the Orks next.

Turing Silver asked his father was ok.

"Just a little banged up but I'll be fine. Thanks for the help son." The Emperor said with a kind smile.

"I think we're even know though. I mean you saved me on Reillis. It's fitting I save you were you were stuck by a plasma blast." Silver said with a small chuckle.

"Hehe I agree. Now let's finish this damn battle." The Emperor said.

The Emperor, Silver, and the remains of the strike team continue down to the core.

"Here it is. Cover me while I destroy the charges." The Emperor ordered.

While the Emperor worked his magic on the core of the scrap planet, Silver had the forces on the surface pull back go the fleet.

Within 20 minutes the Emperor was able to get the plasma core to de-stabilish and the planet was on a Kill course to destroy itself.

With a nod from the Emperor the group teleports back to the Bucephelus.

From the viewports of the fleet the men and women who survived the Assualt of Gorro witnessed the planet collapse on itself.

"Well I say that was a successful mission. Wouldn't you say so father?" Silver asked.

With a nod the Emperor agreed with his beloved son.

Silver turned to a bridge officer and asked a question that's been bugging him.

"How many did we lose commander?" He asked.

"10,000 between the legions. 2,000 of your Spartans. And over 120,000 casualties in the Imperial Army. We lost 10 capital ships, and dozens of escorts." The officer replied.

With a nod Silver turned to his father.

"Father with your permission I would like permission to head to Primordia to gather new recruits." Silver asked

"Granted. Also I found a way for quickly gathering men. With this your legion should flourish. It's only for your men though." The Emperor said handing Silver the plans for it.

"Thank you father, call me if anything happens." With that the Primarch of the II legion left the room to his personal Stormbird.

Within the hour the ships of the 2nd Expeditionary warped out of the system heading towards Primordia. With the Emperor looking at where they were.