That was right!
The captured female soldier from Canopy Star's garrison legion hadn't been mistaken. The Viking that had just been pursued and cut off by a whole horde of fighters under Horus's fleet, then dropped a huge load of missiles that killed or wounded countless Astartes Space Marines and Imperialis Militia, and finally ran out of ammunition—only to cause three enemy aircraft to crash into its shields and blow themselves up—was none other than a certain troublesome little leader's specially modified "00" model.
So the pilot of the Viking that had just flown in was none other than Annie herself!
Whoosh—!
Annie paid no attention to what was happening outside the shield. After flying through it, she didn't bother with the fighters still circling outside, seemingly reluctant to leave. She simply flew carefully and slowly among the broken walls and crumbling eaves of the ruined city. Soon, following her route, she found a relatively clean and orderly landing pad and set down gently.
Click!
She had only just opened the canopy and hadn't even had time to climb out when she saw several workers approaching the aircraft with a dense crowd of Blackstone Bear Necrons in tow. They gathered around to stare.
"Who's that?"
"Why'd they fly straight in at a time like this..."
"Hey!"
"Who opened the passage?"
"Didn't headquarters say not to open it without orders?"
"I don't know!"
"No one went to open it..."
"Are you kidding? If no one opened it, how'd she get in?"
"Ah!"
"Is that..."
"Is that the leader?"
Before long, as the puzzled workers, soldiers and officers in CMC Powered Combat Suits, and the Blackstone Bear Necrons argued over what had happened, they saw a familiar little figure stand up inside the cockpit, yank off her pilot's helmet, and hop down.