Platov returned to His bunker furious with the defeat to the Tau Sept forces, he summonded His Officers to discuss a new plan of action and settled that taking Mundi's Moon was a must. Platov addressed His Officers "the foul forces of chaos can not be allowed to hold territory so close to Our operation centre! We must strike at them now before they fortify that moon!"
With a swift agreement from the Officers they rushed out to ready the ranks and began to load on to transports within the hour. Platov had always enjoyed seeing His men board to vessels that would take them to the crucible of war "its where vostroyans are forged" was a remark he always made to his troops on the field.
As the troops landed in the ruined hive of Mundi's moon they could smell the stench of death, as the men continued into the hive city they began to see figures shuffling in the ruins. Platov ordered his men to take cover and the figures revealed themselves his troops were wary of the horrors they see, Platov reinforced the troops resolve "steel yourself men take aim and fire at these unholy horrors, the Emperor guides us this day and we will not faulter in his presence!" Hearing their Lords words they began putting the walkers down, volley after volley more fell, Platov ordered his sentinels to press there flank left flank, whilst Platov's left flank began to advance with the support of a leman russ taking huge amount of punishment but killing several marines whilst advancing.
As the Chaos forces fell more and more, the day was to be Platov's before receiving vox calls from the carrier that a storm would be cutting them off in the next 4 hours, running low on ammo and beginning to lose men Platov saw this as no choice but to fall back he had crippled the forces here which was victory in itself! The carriers landed and loads the wounded and the surviving guardsman and vehicles provided cover and began boarding before heading back to orbit.
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