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The tactical squad of Dark Angels approached, seven men led by a single Brother-Captain. The Captain addressed him, even as the others guarded the area, ready to shoot anything that might jump out at them. "Get on the ground." The Captain spoke little, but with few words he conveyed a lot. For example, with his gun he conveyed that not getting on the ground right now was a bad idea. And with his gaze he conveyed that he had already spotted the Murloc.