[color=598527]"Understood, ma'am. Fall in, people."[/color] 

Without a second thought, Ansgar got moving, constantly scanning and sweeping his surroundings as he took charge leading the group towards the coordinates, letting the tech heretic babble and do the talking. Unsurprising for a Krieger to not be one for talking to outsiders much at all, far as the outside world was concerned, Kriegers did little more than train for when they were going to die, and die. Let them believe what they will, it made their jobs simpler in the long run. The tech heretic made solid points on the fuel depot, scanning the shadows, a note of concern coming to his mind as he kept moving forward and made his own brief statement.

[color=598527]"Two satchels then, one for the central building support to bring it down, the second for the primary fuel dump to send it up. Timed within a second of each other to maximize rubble scatter with minimal explosives. Keep an eye on the shadows, I suspect Orks are not the only thing to watch for..."[/color] To hear something other than pure certainty from a Death Korp trooper was likely odd, however, Ansgar had noted one key, unusual thing. Most regiments cared about saving the lives of civilians, and yet, there was not a single one to be seen. He did not believe they had evacuated, and he'd seen a total absence of a civilian population only once before. And if it was what he suspected, they had more to focus on than Orks.

And the Inquisitor would have some serious questions to answer, but that was for later. Right now, the three would arrive at the depot with little issue, Orks focused elsewhere from their prior actions. [color=598527]"Cover the exits, I'll set the charges. No, I do not want either of you helping."[/color] He did not expect the Arbites to really know much more than how to handle hand grenades, and he straight up did not trust the Tech Heretic with anything that he owned, let alone his custom work done to his satchel charges. Oddly, things were silent, even the wildlife that would still be around despite the Orks was silent, the only noise audible was the tell tale breathing of a Krieg rebreather, and the rest of the groups own breathing and movements. It did not take long for the Krieger to set his explosives, running det cables to a central point, producing a small vox actuator, effectively an on/off switch tripped by a specific frequency that Death Korp Engineers used for remote demolition, and twisted the two cables together, tying them into the vox actuator.

[color=598527]"Recommend getting a minimum safe distance before voxing ready to detonate."[/color] To punctuate his words with actions, Ansgar double timed it out of the rigged depot, waiting until he was the bare minimum expected safe distance before opening the vox channel to Nova, assuming the others either kept up, or didn't care to keep up and not get blown to pieces. [color=598527]"Lt. Nova, explosives set, minimum safe distance from detonation point. Proceeding to prior transmitted coordinates for extraction. "[/color] Professional and to the point, Ansgar kept moving at a brisk pace, continuing to stick to the shadows as best as his pace allowed, sweeping the surroundings and scanning for both Orkish and other figures in the dark and open.