Jarrid wrote:We've had our first casualty. Shedler, RIP. Now the team who is with me, there are a lot of crewmen on the outside of the hull we have to try and work past and they will be coming for us as slowly as they can. Only lasers will work out in the void remember, and there are far too many of them for us to kill them all.
[i]This is actually a common misconception. Modern firearms would actually work in space. Modern propellant includes oxidiser, the problem is recoil compensation. (Throw a 50g bullet downrange at 500m/s and you've got a fair counter-force acting against you.) In a 40k context, all firearms work in a void, however, only Bolt or Las weaponry is optimal for it. *The former being self-propelled, the latter imparting next to no recoil, none at all in a vacuum*)
Karnak snarled as he looked over at the reactors. And more importantly, the somewhat inhuman attackers that were in the way. His Gunskull barked twice as he selected the closest targets, the bolt rounds detonating their skulls as he looked around the chamber and activated his cerebral auspex implant.
The signatures were awash with red and white light and Karnak shut down the thermal feed, while the bay was over-cooked like this thermal sensors were going to be next to useless. Instead he began to advance to the closest of the generatoria as his gunskull barked once more. "By the rusty first nut, keep them off me." He barked as he advanced on the first. It was a vast edifice, ten stories tall, before him, but by electromagnetic scans he watched the feed from his auspex with something approaching fear, the damage wasn't worse than expected, and it was well and truly within their ability to repair, but... "We must concentrate our efforts on number one for now. Once we have it's interlinks restored the other two will fall in line."
He moved into the maintenance bunker at the bottom, a section of raised consoles surrounding the reactor and jacked into the reactors machine spirit as he intoned the litany of repair and obeisance of the machine spirit in binary cant.
He almost blacked out from the pain the machine spirit imparted in its agony, but he was a true servant of the machine spirit and steadied himself with his servo-arm as he began to work with the utility mechadendrite, he took control of several maintenance servitors built into the walls of the reactor and set them to begin repairing the microfractures in the containment shells. He then disconnected and turned to the others. "We need to get the power transmission interlinks repaired and quickly." He keyed up a display on a cogitator after clearing the scrolling damage report. "It suffered severe plasma damage, we'll need to sever the existing conduits at their fuse-point and remove them. Then we splice new plasma conduits to patch the damage." He said indicating the supply bunker with spare materials. "It will be crude, but we can't afford to replace the whole junction, or a dry dock to even attempt it with."