He paused, and stared at the message for a half minute, before making the hard choice.<em>New orders: withdraw. Skulltas attacked by now, and actions wrong for Hurlocks. New organism: observe and survive. Reinforcements within twenty four hours.</em><br/><br/>He put the order out, and groaned, before smacking his head against the table and then rolling it back and forth. This was NOT how he imagined his first solo posting going when he had gotten it. He designated the area as hostile held, and put a map beacon down. It would direct the four scouts to the rally point for all transport coming in, they had eight left with five each, and if forty four death guard couldn't solve this problem, they were losing the planet. First, though, he had to see how many transport got through the shield in the morning, and THEN how the humans reacted to the ultimatum. All in all, simple the situation no longer was. All he needed now was a company of Blades dropping in, and he was going to be really annoyed.