Where No Imperial Has Gone Before.
"How did this ship even make it through the Veil? Every Imperial Ship who has tried prio-"
"I know Medic Jonatan, I know. I paid attention in Høgstadiet for one,, and have seen some of the ships in question. The fact that even a few decks still hold atmo is a miracle in and of itself,, now, how far to the life sign?"
The young combat medic gave a short glare at her superior before checking the info on her data pad strapped to her forearm, the faint blue glow coloring the hoarfrosted corridor. The 25 man team of Soturit, clad fully in their Fenrir Carapace kit, environmental masks secured tightly even if there is a thin atmosphere in this section of the ship.
This transport vessel, some sort of Imperial Class Clipper or other, turned up near the outskirts of the Kingdom's outermost reaches. Hemvaktet, the military forces tasked with securing matters within the borders, were quick to move in and investigate the scene. It's hull broken, leaking plasma and atmo into the void, and only faint life signs onboard. A seek and destroy, turned search and rescue.
Sergeant Gunnar and his team were closing in whatever was still left alive, already having found the crew and many other passengers,, dead.
"In here it looks like,, seems to be some sort of cargo bay, maybe transporting the goods and food stuff? Ship manifest?" The young medic turned again to her officer who only shook his head.
"Data was corrupted, what Magos Theta could extract is garbled and,, tainted was her description. Still up in the bridge and rooting around, left her to her own devices. Let's see if we have any better luck here. Soturit, i position, brott, sök och rensa."
The fire team quickly stack around the cargo bay doors, ballistic weapons at the ready, while the team's techie gets the doors to open up on emergency hydraulics.
(For @some-old-psyker to get to see a new world beyond Imperial borders once more, and find more human contacts, maybe even allies for future adventures)













