Post by Walrus on Feb 15, 2011 9:13:09 GMT -5
So yea this is part of a project some fellow IGMBers and I are doing... R&R please?
Silence. There was not a single noise. There was none of the usual sound an Imperial outpost should be generating in the middle of the day. In all truth there was no noise from any of the many forest bugs that were usually swarming the Imperial base.
To the casual observer, the base would have looked perfectly normal. besides the complete lack of personnel. However, if one took a closer look, they would see the crude patch jobs on the sides of some of the buildings... and the faint red stains that covered almost every surface.
Noise, Ever so faint, but there. The noise of a kicked rock.
"Oi ya git! We'ze supposed to be sneaky, not kickin' all da stuff on da ground!"
Suddenly, a mob of 20 Kommandos rose out of the rubble. "See wot a ya did ya stupid grot! Now we'ze been komprimized!" Gitsnik was furious. How was the Boss's plan supposed to work if the boyz were stupid squig lovers "Wot?", asks the unfortunate kommando, "Does Komrp... er... Komprizied mean?" Gitsnik snapped his Power Klaw shut. "Komprimized! Stupig squig! Komprimized! It means dey know we herez!" The boy shook his head. "Derez no humies here anyway boss, we should be killin not snea-" The boy was cut off by the sound of trees crashing down all around the base. "Wot did I tell ya, louzy git! Now dey know we here, like I said!"
The Kommandos started milling around , not knowing what to do. Then the trees stopped falling. The boyz stopped, confused.
BOOM! A huge explosion goes of on the opposite side of the relatively small base from the gate. All the boyz turned around to look at the remains of a large fire cracker dispersing into the sky.
The original boy who had kicked the rock heard a whirring noise. Apparently, none of the other kommandos could hear the whirring noise that was quickly gaining pitch and volume. The boy turned around, and gave a yell... just as the Punisher Cannon and Heavy Bolters of the Emperor's Lady Finished spooling and unleashed a torrent of purifying lead into the Kommando mob, destroying it in a few seconds.
From the Cupola of the Emperor's Lady, Captain Roland Berechon smiled as his crew cheered at the minor victory. He would commend Private Kausiers for a medal on return to base for his genius idea of planting explosives and a lone fire cracker to distract the stealth troops in the rubble.
Captain Berechon's face hardened however as at least a hundred orks piled out of the buildings and into the compound. The biggest one waved its crude claw in the air and roared "WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" It was joined by its fellows in bellowing the primal cry of the foul Xenos.
As the green mass charged, the corner of the Captain's mouth twitched at the 2 other Punisher MBTs in his Squadron rolled up on either side of the Lady. The corner of his mouth twitched again as he spoke. "In the name of the Emperor".
"Purge them".
Silence. There was not a single noise. There was none of the usual sound an Imperial outpost should be generating in the middle of the day. In all truth there was no noise from any of the many forest bugs that were usually swarming the Imperial base.
To the casual observer, the base would have looked perfectly normal. besides the complete lack of personnel. However, if one took a closer look, they would see the crude patch jobs on the sides of some of the buildings... and the faint red stains that covered almost every surface.
Noise, Ever so faint, but there. The noise of a kicked rock.
"Oi ya git! We'ze supposed to be sneaky, not kickin' all da stuff on da ground!"
Suddenly, a mob of 20 Kommandos rose out of the rubble. "See wot a ya did ya stupid grot! Now we'ze been komprimized!" Gitsnik was furious. How was the Boss's plan supposed to work if the boyz were stupid squig lovers "Wot?", asks the unfortunate kommando, "Does Komrp... er... Komprizied mean?" Gitsnik snapped his Power Klaw shut. "Komprimized! Stupig squig! Komprimized! It means dey know we herez!" The boy shook his head. "Derez no humies here anyway boss, we should be killin not snea-" The boy was cut off by the sound of trees crashing down all around the base. "Wot did I tell ya, louzy git! Now dey know we here, like I said!"
The Kommandos started milling around , not knowing what to do. Then the trees stopped falling. The boyz stopped, confused.
BOOM! A huge explosion goes of on the opposite side of the relatively small base from the gate. All the boyz turned around to look at the remains of a large fire cracker dispersing into the sky.
The original boy who had kicked the rock heard a whirring noise. Apparently, none of the other kommandos could hear the whirring noise that was quickly gaining pitch and volume. The boy turned around, and gave a yell... just as the Punisher Cannon and Heavy Bolters of the Emperor's Lady Finished spooling and unleashed a torrent of purifying lead into the Kommando mob, destroying it in a few seconds.
From the Cupola of the Emperor's Lady, Captain Roland Berechon smiled as his crew cheered at the minor victory. He would commend Private Kausiers for a medal on return to base for his genius idea of planting explosives and a lone fire cracker to distract the stealth troops in the rubble.
Captain Berechon's face hardened however as at least a hundred orks piled out of the buildings and into the compound. The biggest one waved its crude claw in the air and roared "WAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!" It was joined by its fellows in bellowing the primal cry of the foul Xenos.
As the green mass charged, the corner of the Captain's mouth twitched at the 2 other Punisher MBTs in his Squadron rolled up on either side of the Lady. The corner of his mouth twitched again as he spoke. "In the name of the Emperor".
"Purge them".
