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"You heard the Major men, Lets go!" and they broke into a run
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Liberator
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Major Perigrad organised the defense of the compound, preparing frontal infantry blockades in case of an Ork raid. Artillery bomardments were annihilating the forward green skin threats, smashing into them and creating havoc.
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Falkirk swore, somewhere ahead a bloody firefight had just taken place. The mortar shells were still falling, creating a bloody ruin amongst those not quick enough. "Move up!" He crawled forward, cover his head as a mortar round punctured a little ways ahead of him smothering him in dirt and mud. He swore, wiping the muck from his face and continuing forward.
They came to a small area, the old abandoned sector of the base and all hell was breaking loose. "What in the fu-" Another mortar exploded next to him, sending him flying into the air and slamming him into the ground.
"Commissar!" One of the soldiers yelled, he waved off the aid to dazed to fully understand what had happened. He felt severe pain in his left shoulder, his head was spinning wildly. Stubber rounds were flying all over the place, he couldn't move even if he wanted to. A soldier was bent over him, speaking to him but he could hear no words. A stubber took the man in the neck and a second finished him in the side of the head. His body slumped over to the side blood smearing across the Commissar's uniform.
His ears were ringing, lifting his head ever so slightly he saw the remnants of his squad being torn apart but gunfire, he tried to tell them to stay down but he couldn't open his mouth. Without warning, unfamiliar hands gripped him,
Do not move Human, we will not harm you.
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Daeconer had noticed the humans charge from the rear just as the enemy began to open up with waves of fire. He slipped his rifle up and fired another shot, killing another target and stopping the flow of heavy bolter fire for just a second. The Chaos fiends were laying down some serious firepower, Felit'a was still working on patching Teliya up.
The foolish Humans charged into the clearing, whooping and firing whatever still shot at the targets. They seemed taken aback by the torrent of gunfire, falling over each other and dying in a wave. He saw one of them, a leader most likely go flying into the air in agony, he watched the body fall.
One of his men tried to save him but was shot in the head, the Human leader was in great pain but was trying to lead his men. Admirable, perhaps he would be useful.
Using his agility only an Eldar would have, he swept low in a crawl. His cloak covering him from unwanted eyes but not from gunfire, explosions were rocking all around him.
Farseer, call off the psychic overloads of the Humans guns, we need them. Almost at once a sudden electric ping left the air, a few of the Humans armed with their petty rifles were pulling the trigger still beliving they wouldn't fire, but now they did. Lasshots were bounding back towards the cultists.
He slid behind the Human and gripped him by the shoulders,
[i]Do not move Human, we will not harm you.
The amount of willpower and torment in this mans mind nearly shook him to the bone, but he snapped out of his trance. He dragged the human back towards the Rangers who were still firing back now, the Humans seemed to be responding and more were appearing on the flank. There was a chance to win this,
"Felit'a!" He called over to his friend who looked up, hands soaked with the blood of Teliya, "Help!" Felit'a at Teliya who waved him off, sitting back up and firing over the wall to provide some covering fire.
Felit'a helped Daeconer pull the body of Falkirk to a low wall paraphet and began adminstering basic therapies to help revive him. The poor Humans face seemed lost, confused, dazed, he had no idea what was going on.
"Will he live?"
"Yes Daeconer, his will... I have never encountered such a powerful display of it before."
(Electricity is back! The Eldar have stopped their psychic storm; lasguns can now fire again and anything running off electric power is back online.)
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"Every daring attempt to make a great change in existing conditions, every lofty vision of new possibilities for the human race, has been labeled Utopian."
- Emma Goldman
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Mar 8th, 2010 04:12 PM |
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Horus saw the eldar drag Falkirk away. He understood that it was now up to him to stop the cultists. "CHARGE!!! IN THE NAME OF THE EMPEROR!!!" Horus roared, running towards the cultists, "Ready your grenades! Let's drive from their cover!" His men followed his commands and soon grenades were raining down on the cultist position.
Sandara spotted Kagmar at last but was distracted as she saw how, with a great "WAAAAAGH!!!", a bunch of stormboyz launched themselves toward the Krieg lines. She was needed here.
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Mar 8th, 2010 06:52 PM |
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Samurai100
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Kagmar charged at the attacking Eldar "Men time to save the Commissar!"
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Mar 8th, 2010 07:40 PM |
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bigmac123abc
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but, instead of fighting with actual weapons, they swordfought with their 3 inch chodes
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Mar 11th, 2010 11:42 PM |
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Liberator
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You are safe now human. The voice sounded distant, yet so near. It echoed throughout the cavarn of his brain. He tried to stand but felt hands pin him down. His vision began returning ever so slightly, the roar of warfare pinging into his eardrums. It all came back to him at once.
He lunged upwards, slamming whatever was holding him down off of him onto the ground. He lifted his fist and sent it smashing across a face, he heard a grunt followed by sharp whispering.
"Stop." The voice was directly behind him, he felt the press of a barrel against the back of his head. Taking sharp breaths he stared down at the frail figure of an Eldar, piercing eyes gazing back up at him the nose was bleeding slightly.
He couldn't bring himself to speak but there was no need, the Eldar behind him twisted him around and made him face him. He was wearing the standard Eldar helmet, a dark oddly coloured cloak draped about him that seemed to make bits of his body hard to tell from the rough back drop.
"We saved you Human, now you will save us." He lifted his gaze over the paraphet and nodded towards the cultist positions. Falkirk followed the stare and took stock of the situaton. His men were all around him, he could distinctly hear the roaring of Sergeant Horus as he beckoned the men on.
"How?" Was all he could manage to sputter out. He still had no idea what the hell the Eldar were doing on this planet, but he could deal with that later. There was a threat, and it seemed the Eldar were up for peace... for now.
"We will flank this position but you must keep up a firm resistance, the guard cannot fall. We are after someone you may know, but that is not for you to understand. We will rid of him and leave."
The Eldar seemed serious, he didn't flinch throughout his entire speech. He bit his lower lip tenderly, stubber rounds punching overhead and killing a handful of Imperials behind him.
"Fine," the Eldar began to move but he continued, "But you must give your word you will not betray me or my men." The Eldar seemed to laugh for a moment, it was soft and shallow.
"Yes Human, my... 'word' will be kept intact. Follow through on your end and none of your men will fall to Eldar this day." With that the Eldar stole off, he was left sitting against a wall paraphet. He saw Kagmar in the distance with a squad of men running towards him, he waved them over. Perhaps Kagmar could make some sense of this, he sure as hell couldn't.
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"Every daring attempt to make a great change in existing conditions, every lofty vision of new possibilities for the human race, has been labeled Utopian."
- Emma Goldman
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bigmac123abc
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A gang of negroes were told about Eldar and decided they would bust a few caps in dat nigga and throw some hands
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