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Trooper: How, how can we face them... The Legions of Chaos...

Lieutenant: Trooper. Get yourself together right now!

Trooper: Yes, ma'am.

Mira: The other platoons are going to fall back towards the Bastion. Hold this position, or they'll be cut off.

Lieutenant: Greetings, Ultramarines.

Man 1: What is your situation, Lieutenant?

Lieutenant: As well as can be hoped, considering we are surrounded on all sides by the enemy horde.

Mira: We're heading back to the command post, Captain.

Man 2: And once again, we find the Orks in our path.

Trooper: Not for long.

Mira: There's a lift over here.

Jonah: Well met, Mira!

Mira: Jonah! I half expected to find a daemon chewing on your bones.

Jonah: Well, they'd spit me right out.

Lieutenant: Make your report, Jonah.

Jonah: The Greenskin have been pressing us hard, both down here and at the bastion proper.

Lieutenant: Get ready to fall back to the bastion. Do not engage Chaos forces directly until I get reinforcements down here to back you up.

Jonah: Aye, Lieutenant.