Snippet #1666180

Stracken walks into his new office. With the huge Imperial Skull and wings. Coming about 3 or 4 cm out of the wall. The size of the thing to the wall did not really matter to him at the moment but sometimes this could make all the difference as Stracken sits down the last of his Command staff walk into the room. The youngest was at the age of 49. All had over 45 medals on their chests and at the lowest rank of Commander. As Stracken looks at the command staff as they take a seat. The main table was long and wide. Which desk as the table had reports and computers at it. As Stracken was the leading planner and the commander of all the forces in the Imperium, it was no wonder that he had the staff.
"Have we got everything?" He asks to the Command staff. There was about ten or so but Stracken needed them.
"No sir. The reports for Cadia and Chatachan have still to come in." The youngest says looking at one of the generals who nods at this.
"Sir that is true. The forces on these planets are not able to report due to the fact that they have not made the landing yet. The last report we got was that the landings were about to happen today. This reports were over a week ago and we can not made contact thanks to the fact that there is a huge storm in the warp. "
"Right that makes fact. What is all this shit about the Return of the Imperium? We have it? And all the planets near it. Send a report to the Tau and the UEF to thank them for this wonderful success on the Empire returning." Stracken says as he looks outside to the grounds outside where there was a ton of Imperial Guardsmen and a few Leman Russes. Stracken takes a drink of his cup of tea and then looks at his case of his XN-673. "This is not a front for warfare. This is a peace treaty. Understand?"
"Yes, Sir." Most of the them say while two for uncivil worlds say, "Aye."

As the Members of the high Command staff wall out one of the higher generals stay behind. She had to speak to Stracken on a one to one chat which was rare nowadays thanks to the commands and orders being handed to the regiment that were under the Imperial Command. "Sir, Are you should we should be here as you know...Are not from the same galaxy as the people here? All they talk about is wars and stuff like that. "
Stracken looks at her then to a report on his desk, "You really believe we are here for that reason? To help the people here? No. The hunt is on for that Captain Merciegh and her regiment, General. I am sure you will agree that the main reason we are so far away for our home in the 11th galaxy is to help people? In a way yes you are right but we are helping them get the threat of Captain Merciegh off their backs. The UEF are in the hunt as well as trying to get a place here. Things are hard for everyone right now thanks to the war that those confeds started a month ago." Stracken opens the report and looks up. He was in no mood for crap nor was he in a mood for people commenting on this mission at hand. Getting the mission done was the aim as the Imperium needed the point on the whole intergalactic congress. This could take Terran Years or months but it was the price to pay for a mission at this scale.
"Yes, sir. Oh and while I see you on the matter at hand, there is group of the command staff who want to kill you and have not sent the orders to the other regiments."