The Drop pod slammed into the ferrocrette with a great impact, shattering the rock, and blasting a great cloud of debris in the air. With a loud blast the doors blew open, and 5 figures emerged. The orks who had been squabbling around the square looked up from their dealings and instantly caught sight of the enormous arrivals. With a bestial roar, they charged at the new arrivals. They were greeted with a precise hail of bolter shells, as the Space Marines opened fire from their guns. As soon as it had begun, the battle was over. The five figures looked about the square and set about removing equipment from their drop pod.

"Eagle, Hammer Squad reports major contacts on their end.", spoke a marine, bearing an icon of the Blood Angels on his right shoulder. "They want to know when we can meet up with them and help out."

The one named Eagle spoke while he worked on helping remove a bulky object they had brought with them. "Tell them to frak off. We'll get to them soon."

The other marines gave a laugh at that. All except the Iron Hands marine who hissed and spoke. "Contact. Eagle, this time they brought a dreadnaught."

All the marines, stopped what they were doing and turned to where the other marine was looking. Indeed, there was a small horde of orks approaching with a large dreadnaught monstrosity in tow. It towered a good 6 metres over the small orks, and had two large saws attached to long poles mimicking arms. We all raised our bolters looking for weak points in the armor. We knew that if it got near us it would kill us off quickly. Our hands move towards the trigger when we saw a chime go live on all our helm displays. Both my hearts stopped for a moment, and a smile formed on my lips. I activated the vox bead and yelled loud.

"Down!"

Four thunderous blasts rocked the courtyard. As the smoke cleared, we stood up to see all the orks and the dreadnaught blasted apart. Looking back to the drop pod , I smiled as I saw our Techmarine walk out with a remote in his hands.

"Was that loud enough?", he asked as he hit a few controls and the Thunderfire Cannon we had brought with us drove out onto the courtyard.

"Aye it was, brother Strom", I called to him with a smile "I think your little toy just got every ork's attention"

"Well that adds on to the fun doesn't it?", he replied wryly.

"Brothers. Focus. Squad Hammer needs help.", spoke Rauk, the Iron Hand.

We all chimed our consent and marched off, Strom's little pet grinding along on its tracks behind us.