The new campaign rules are sorted, a new army is built, but before we go to war it would be good to find out a bit about the heros that will lead the way...
A personal chronology of events leading up to the
destruction of the Imperial Navy Frigates Hansa and Hahndorf, commencing the battle on Hotel Delta Eight Fifty Five Twelve B.
Day 31:
Sitting in my cabin on the Barbarossa – I managed a minute to myself. Finally, this is the last leg of my trip. All
I have to do now is rendezvous with the three frigates; the Hansa, Heidelberg and Hahndorf,
as they prepare to leave the Reductus Sector, conduct one last DPPR whilst on
board the Hansa, and then enjoy the ride to Praetoria.
From there, it is a short jump back to Bakka, back to comfort, back to my glum
desk – just the way I like it. This trip hasn’t been particularly rotten; I
only had to administrate the ‘cleansing’ of two Psykers. Cleansing. After all these years I’m prepared to say it; I murder
people. It’s my job. ‘Commissar-General’?
What they really mean is ‘Chief Executioner’.