Post by that1guy on Mar 15, 2015 18:43:18 GMT -5
Here in the dim red light of his squad's chimera, Pvt. Dahker pulled the short straw again. Sgt. Rove passed him the Plasma rifle & Dahker began to hyper ventilate. Just like last time he drew the short straw back in this very chimera during the beach head landing of Ebaimus Prime's eastern main continent. Dahker remembered the indignity in his voice when he begged not to get stuck with the plasma rifle and pleaded with Pvt. Disdun to take his turn. There at that beach head they couldn't make the first 80 meter's with out walking over the corpses of dead loyalist's and Bug Hunter 1, their chimera, had it's tread blown off at the shore.
There the heretical emplacements held the guard at bay while the Imperial Navy co-ordinated gun ship ordinance against the Emperor's foe's from the sea. As dusk approached heretical masses of mutant's and traitor charged down the beach as the sky turned red with the setting sun, multi laser's, lascannon's and the mass volley's of lasgun's and it stayed red long into the night as vox-valorous officer's called for a rally. Soon they walked over the dead in the red night, orange and yellow tracer fire from heavy bolter's and auto cannon's supported their push. A demonic war machine rose from the emplacement's smoldering wreckage and the white-blue flash of Disdun's plasma rifle laid the beast down crippled. It crawled forward stubber's chattering into their platoon gut shot squad mates fell, men lost limbs and Disdun smot the beast again with a bolt of white-blue plasma, shambling forward the beast clawed it's way toward them and Disdun exploded in the blue-white flash. They fell back with granades at that point, stumbling backwards dragging wounded (or not) and fragging and kragging all the way in the red of night to the beach head. It stayed red through the night, in the morning they made pyres to screen the battle field with smoke and recharge las packs. Then it was just the sea that stayed red.
The embarrassment kept him up at nights, the heckling from his squadmates afterwards sank the feeling in. But that wasn't as bad as the feeling Dahker had when he saw that the Commander had ordered a new plasma rifle for his squad from the Departmeno Ministorum.
"You're going to--" Sgt. Rove began
"Alright, I'll take it! The Emperor will watch over me." he wet his pants as soon as he took the volatile rifle, "The Emperor watch over me. Fear is naught, my faith is strong. Fear is naught, my faith is strong. Fear is not, my faith is strong."
Nobody in bug hunter 1 was looking at Pvt. Dahker now.