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High above firebase omegus, A captain and five vandals surveyed the base from their concealed position. When the nearest patrol passed, the captain siently motioned to his force to activate their stealth fields. With that, the cloaked fallen slipped past the defence line, and scaled down the steep cliff into the firebase below undetected.

Making their way through the base, past legionares, phalanxes, and the watchful gaze of a centurion, the infiltration team came at last to their objective; A tunnel entrance leading to the primary ammunition storage bunker for the base. The set of heavy blast doors was guarded by a pair of bored looking legionares, and a centurion no doubt in charge of ordanance distribution. With great care, the captain crept up behind the centurion, and plucked the access keycard from its belt as one would pluck a ripe fruit from a tree, the cabal none the wiser. The fallen then crept down the tunnel to the doors, inserted the keycard, and slipped in closing the doors behind them.

Checking that no cabal were in the ammo dump, the fallen deactivated their cloaks. "Filthy beasts." muttered a vandal. "Blessed am I if I ever get their stench off." "Blessed is thee who escapes this unstained." Complained another, stepping out of a small puddle of black, oily fluid. "Silence!" Hissed the captain, his armour still bearing the shine of a newly fabricated set. "I hast gotten thee this far, now rember what we art here for and set to thy tasks, and I shall deliver thee home once more."

With that, the fallen spread out around the bunker, covertly planting shock charges on piles of munitions, while the captain kept watch by the door.