Since he attained power ten years ago, the Governor Mortalis had enjoyed his privileges. As senior representative of the divine Emporer of Manknd, Mortalis held uncouth power throughout the plæanet and the entire Magmundian System. Magmundian VII was only the 4th largest planet orbiting the star designated ME109 – Named Magmundian from the first settler to set his foot on a planet in the system 22 millennia ago.
As Governor Mortalis felt hed had done everything within his powers (which emcompassed a great deal), to ensure that the Magmundian System contributed with its share to the Imperium.
Magmundian VII was the feeding chamber of the entire sector. Huge quantities of agricultural products left the planet on a daily basis feeding the entire system and the Imperium beyound. During the past four years, production had decreased at the southern continent. Within the governors palace it was rumoured that huge parts of the harvest had withered away on the fields infected by some alien yeast infection. To the governor this however only constituted a minor prolbme. Serious enough to monitor, however far from the most difficult task the governor was facing…
To the Vicegovernor Howard at the southern continent, the present situation required some immediate attention. With the past years failing harvests, supplies of food were running short. The necessity to meet the requirement of the Imperium, meant that the inhabitants of the minor cities would end up starving. In the village of Hree, shortage of food had led to a civil uprising. A mob had killed the local Arbits and currently held several official buildings and commercial outlets. Vicegovernor Howard saw no alternative, he had to use force.
The harvest have failed yet again, and our families are dying. The vicegovernors forces have confiscated all remaining food. Now we have no choice but to defend ourselves from the oppression. Fortunately we have overpowered the hated judge Topwell. Be even now the spies of the vicegovernor have infiltrated the city. We must find them and take them hostage before more troops arrive.
30+3d6 of upset and hungry workers divided in four squads. Each squad carries three krakgrenades.
We must silence these rebels. This is search and destroy. Hunt them down like the greedy hounds they are. Show them that disloyalty has no place among citizens of the Imperium.
Save what you can of the arbites forces still alive in the ruins.
1 battle tank
10 PDF troopers
A workman threw an unholy grenade charged with psychedelic gases against the sentinel. Little could this apeman know that it would only harm himself and his fellow mutineers! One worker went paranoid and fired high and low, another went feeble and sat on the ground! The last went frenzy and tried attacking our sentinel singlemandedly.