Editing Argo Brigade (section)

===Extermination===
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''A meeting between professionals''
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Middle Lieutenant Bie Lao of the 5th [[Hua Yuan Exterminators]] tapped his fingers absentmindedly to the beat of the music blaring through the internal comms of the Taurox Prime on the wide dashboard, bobbing his head as the convoy raced past the ruined landscape, rolling fogs of gas concealing fields and fields of ruined city. The 5th Exterminators had been deployed to assist in the retaking of Calidad 8 from the Tau Empire, who had used humans insurrectionists to gain a foothold in the planet. Due to the sheer size of the manufactorum planet and the spreading rebellion, the Munitorum saw fit to deploy a second regiment to augment the mission of the unit already planetside. Apparently they had things well in hand enough that calling upon an Astartes chapter would have been unnecessary and frankly wasteful, but the 5th was already passing through the system returning to Hua Yuan after purging a planet riddled with a Genestealer cult. 

The unit in question was the 77th Argoan Peacekeeper Brigade, but everyone knew them simply as the Argo Brigade, because there wasn't any other in the known Imperium. Relentless, ruthless, and deadly, the small unit was already a quiet legend long before the Imperium had found Hua Yuan in all her festering glory. Small and well equipped, from what the young officer could tell the two units couldn't be any more different. While the Exterminators as a whole prefered to keep their operational tempo at a breakneck speed to deny the enemy time to react the Brigadiers had a patient and methodical approach to the enemy, rarely running missions back to back and almost always stopping to fortify claimed ground. Even in battle they seemed to have more in common with Necron than the Exterminators; the Exterminators sprint into enemy lines in a dazzling display of firepower and athletic coordination, disorienting and overwhelming the enemy.

The Argives by contrast would prefer to take cover and pelt the enemy with return fire while another element executes a swift flank. Such measures often produced more enemy casualties than confirmed kills, but after seeing them after combat...Bie Lao was convinced this was by design. Nothing separated the two units more than how they saw other humans. Sure, Gardeners by and large have tremendous pride in their homeland and tend to be a little brusque towards foreigners, but if you have good music and better drink you can buy the friendship with relative ease. The Argives on the other hand only really seemed to relax around their own number, even the non-Argive Brigadiers. Towards others they seemed...almost predatory, as if constantly looking for some hidden heresy to crucify you for. In the case of the Exterminators and their Xenon, they were all lucky that it was as close a secret as it is...

Perhaps that's what made the Lieutenant so uneasy around the Argives, not just because of their haughty attitudes or fine equipment, or even their excruciatingly boring approach to combat. It was the torture. It was almost like the Exterminator trophy hunting, Bie Lao thought as he stroked the gaunt skull fitted onto his shoulder, but it wasn't meant to show skill or status, it was to build fear. Fear and disgust. And it worked. The last thing Bie Lao wanted was to have to fight the Brigadiers and survive lest he end up upside down on a cross, or on his side with a spear lodged through his ribs. The convoy screeched to a halt as they neared a small traffic circle at the end of the dusty road. MLT Bie Lao, in the lead vehicle, hopped out of the garrish, trophy littered vehicle, hitting the ground with a hard thud. Awaiting him in the circle, where the Brigadiers.

The Brigadiers sat in their Taurox blocking the streets into the circle, the turrets of the light vehicles pointed down the roads leading to the circle, as the lieutenant jogged up to the halted brigadiers he saw that there were a few guns pointed his way, which made him none too comfortable. Only adding to his apprehension was their uniforms, which lacked any of the typical blue or red and instead were a uniform dark drab. As he neared the end of the street the vehicle at its mouth came to life with a purring engine. And a mounted weapon pointed straight at him. From the mounted turret came a single shout in Low Gothic, "Crimson!". The Lieutenant halted and shouted back, "Eagle!". He had been briefed the challenge and pass for the day over a secure vox channel in code briefed to him the day before, the verbal Vox cipher was meant to be changed weekly, if possible. Bie Lao pondered a unit such as large as any Hua Yuanese one utilizing so many security measures without something going wrong. He shuddered at the thought.

The Tauros pulled into the traffic circle, and one of the brigadiers dismounted from the vehicle, waving the convoy into into the circle. As the convoy rolled along the brigadier approached the lieutenant, "Captain Keterov, Delta Company Cav, 277th. Seems like you lot didn't die out there." Bie Lao, "Sorry to disappoint, Sir. Middle Lieutenant Bie Lao, 1st Company 505th." The Gardener offered his hand to the captain. It did not reciprocate. The Brigadier turned his back and walked back to his vehicle. "Your men better be good to go Lieutenant, we've been here far too long. You lot took your sweet fucking time." "We ran into some resistance, sir." "Is that an excuse, soldier? I thought the Exterminators were fighters." Bie Lao, grimaced, "No, sir." The Cav Scout regarded him with a soulless eye from his gas mask, "No that's not an excuse? Or no, you Exterminators aren't worth your collective weight in shit?'
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