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Lionel was at the chart table with the 501st's officer cadre. The chart table was a cogitation unit with a large flat screen. The screen glowed an iridecent green pulsating oddly as it refeshed the display. Light streamed in through the opening to the commad tent as a trooper pushed through his lasgun hanging from its canvas sling around his neck. The chart table shwoed the extent of the conflict around Ceris. On the west side of the hive, the Valhallen 324th had pushed the cultists back, pinning them in a brutal cityfight around the hab districts. Lionel turned from the chart table his face lit from below. "What is it trooper?" He asked. The trooper saluted and came to attention. "Sir, signal from fleetcom in orbit, they say the astartes have joined the fight in the north." Lionel turned away from the trooper and looked down at the chart table. He saw the fresh set of contact icons in the north sector of the hive. he turned back to the trooper face saturnine. "If you can, contact their commander and give him my regards." The trooper saluted again and exited the command tent, lasgun swinging about his neck.

Turning back to the assembled officers Lionel outlined his plan. "Okay, this is what we are going to do. The marines have diverted much of the arch-enemy forces away from the Krieg lines. I suggest we split the regiment." The glow of the chart table illuminated Lionel's face from below, giving his a ghostly look. "Major Alexandros will take the Valkyries and kasdrkins and provide the Valhallens with air cover. Captain Rogas will take the Tanks and five platoons to keep the heat of the krieg while they regroup. I will lead the remainder of the infantery and Vanquisher comapny to link up with our Astartes comrades and push towards the hive centre. Clear?" The officers saluted and turned to exit the tent. Lionel turned to them, bringing his had up to salute. "Gentlemen, the Emperor protects." The officers turned and left to prepare their men.

Lionl left the tent, pulling his hat over his shaven dome. Raising his hand to his ear he thumbed his micro-bead link. "Infantry platoons one through seventeen assemble on north road. Captain Erik, bring vanquisher company aswell." Cutting the link, Lionel turned and strode into his personal quaters. He grabbed his olive drab body armour and buckled it over his uniform shirt. When the armour was secure he pulled a knife from a sheath in his boot and sliced off his left sleave, revealing the gleaming chrome of his augmetic arm. He watched it for a second as he flexed the synthetic muscle, noticing the mechanics undulate with his movement. He snapped on a leather shoulder rig, which contained gleaming bolt pistol richly decorated with gilt edging. He slid extra mags into the pockets on his body armour and racked the bolt on the pistol before sliding it into the holster. On a side table by his bed lay his most prized posssesion. It was a power axe. Its blade glowed a silvery blue in the dim light, the long haft extending to end in a screaming skull on the pommel. The axe head was diamond shaped, tapering to a wicked point that could cut power armour. Lionel hefted the axe in his augmetic arm, feeling the wieght and balance of the beautiful weapon. he thumbed the activation stud, causing the blade to explode into life. A sparking golden sheen burst into existance around the diamond shaped blade, filling the gloomy tent with light. After a few practice swings lionel deactivated the blade and swung the axe into a leather holster on the back of his armour. He exited to the tent and strode across the dusty grassland to where his men were assembled.

His men were arrayed in strait colomns, two men across ten men deep. He hopped up onto the front of a Vanquisher, plucking the regimental standard from his colour sergeant as he did so. "Men of Cadia." He yelled, voice booming across the assembly. "You know why we are here. The forces of the arch-enemy drove us from our home, and they intend to do so again. We must not let that happen. You are all veterans. you have seen horrors far worse than anything these scum can throw at you. Fight hard and fight for the Emperors glory and the glory of Cadia!" He pumped the standard high into the air, holding it aloft so the glorious banner of the 501st fluttered in the breeze. The men cheered loudly and slammed their weapons onto the ground with a resounding crash. "For Cadia and the Emperor!" They cried as the engines on the tank rumbled inot life and the 501st went to war.