The first mission

"Well, since nobody seems to disagree, Petrix is now our squad leader. Tell us of our mission oath and then we'll get to the gear requisitions..."

Elyas sighed, knowing that his clumsy attempt at trying to be seen as an alternative leader had failed majorly. 'Next time' He thought as he just stood still.

Leaving Petrix time to think, Stein starts his requisition to the servo-skull...
"I'll need a bolter, an auspex scanner and magnoculars."

Cloten claps Petrix hard on the shoulder. "The fate of the Empire is in your hands!" He glances at the req again, thinking hard about what he could get away with.

Petrix' armor was carefully locked in place in a relaxation stance, thankfully sparing him the stagger from the clap on the shoulder. But it also hid the deep inhale. "If I am called," he voiced, quieter, "I answer." They could not see his eyes closing as he contemplated.

"Very well."

He took a step forwards, his arms folding again in front of him, his head dipped. "This is a strategy meeting. I expect you to speak your minds here. To argue. To disagree. If you have grievances to air or doubts to speak, speak them here. Nothing I say is an order until we leave this room. But when we leave this room, I expect you to treat me as you would your sergeant. Speak now or hold your peace."

"Every Marine will requisition at least one additional magazine of ammunition or a backup arm or sidearm. I do not care what. The Tyranids are numerous and our support is thin. I will not risk losing the initiative, or losing an objective, or losing a Marine because we have been too conservative with our bolts."

"Every Marine will requisition a Grav-Chute or Jump Pack. Our only mode of transport is an unarmored shuttle, and we must be able to react with speed and decisiveness. We will not risk our means of extraction on an uncertain insertion, and we will not surrender the initiative to its vulnerability"

"As a squad, we will requisition an Auspex. We will not be taken unawares."

"If I am to lead this squad, there will be no exceptions."

He took a breath, hopefully letting it sink in. Some Marines were very particular about their kit. They would have a chance to choose a different commander if they liked, but he would lay out his ethos, first.

"We will divide into fireteams. When not acting under specific orders, or if strategy and vigilance fails and we are caught in ambush, you will act on your Team's duty."

"Cloten, Stein, you will be in the Van. You will head the formation and be our eyes and ears. You will be prepared to flank and outmaneuver the enemy. I expect you to act on your own initiative and apply your skills where it will break the battle. If I do not see an avenue, I trust you will lead the advance."

"Ken, Elyas, you will be the Line. You will occupy the center and hold and define our position. If pressed, teams should fall back to the Line and regroup. I trust you to make that space for us."

"Ar'mat, we will Support. We will move as needed to reinforce the other fireteams. I trust you to trust me, and to thrust yourself into battle where you are most needed."

"You are all able Battle Brothers, and I expect you to adapt as needed. But if you are uncertain, if you have not been issued other orders, if you do not see what you should do next, act in support of your fire team. If the whole squad is endangered, turn to your fire team. If each Marine watches his Team, and if each Team watches the Squad, we shall know victory."

"If I am wounded or otherwise incapacitated, turn to our Apothecary. He will gauge whether we are physically and spiritually capable of continuing our mission. His word is my word, and my word is your word, as you have chosen me."

He took a moment to pause, and let his fellow Marines absorb the order of battle.

"The world has a small population, a small garrison, and close proximity to the Hive Fleet. Our intelligence is slim, and our Captain either does not know or is unwilling to divulge our specific objectives. I expect we will not know more until we arrive at the research station. We must be ready for anything."

He scanned the room, taking in the squad, waiting for the protests to erupt...

OOC: I'm new, and wil need help here...

Where is Grav-Chut and does it cost? Does a Grav-Chut fit with my Ammo Backpack? Because a Jump Pack won't.

Recoil Baffler 10 pts- (first founding book), would getme on the move even when firing Fullauto burst.

Other than that, my requestion would be for, extra ammo, on top of the pack and 3 mags I normally get (?), and 3 extra frag grenades? I see Frags cost 1 each, but How much for ammo... do I requisition another backpack or just more clips? they're both marked N/A. Extra points, I will donate

Am I correct that the rest of the gear my character sheet lists is 'standard issue' and not requisitioned here?

It seemed over, the Brother Petrix finally speaking up to organize. Ken stepped closer, glancing to Brother Elyas as they were assigned his basic deployment position. Ken spoke his first words to the group, his monotoned voice distorted by the electrics. "Aye, we shall keep the path clear for you, Brothers." A heavy accent threatens to dissolve the high gothic into a mess of commoner's tongue, but the expressionless,] claw-marked mask nodded once toward Brother Petrix in acceptance, then turning to Elyas to add, "... you and I will make a great team." The dull tone suggesting that perhaps he was not as sure as he meant to sound.

Ken sent his requisitions to Petrix. What Ken needed were bolts and grenades, as much as he could carry, and more on the plane, and more waiting for them at the station... with either of those two races of Xenos known here, simply maintaining ammo supply could become a problem - let alone both. Addressing the Servo-skull, the Storm Warden wanted to be clear, as with suh little they've been given to goon, he was split between this being their first official Deathwatch 'trial by fire' or a really expensive way to get rid of a half dozen space marines and their equipment.

"When was our last contact with Research Station Epsilon? What is their security status?"

OOC: Thank you Vagrant!
Last question for me, I think... can I actually carry a second ammo backpack, or is that something to leave in the vehicle?

Which Oath did we swear, or was it all four suggested?