Authors notes:
I am writing an hl2 fanfic at the mo, so I thought I would try something new. Always been a fan of 40k and I collect IG, I am also an inquisition fan. So I though I might as well do a thing on stormtroopers, I just love kasrkin/stormtroopers, the average guardsman has a certain charm, but the elite guard just have that little extra something.
The whole thing is going to be a little inquisitorial, like any 40k tale.
Who knows? Maybe I'll fit in a little pysker creepiness…
Disclaimer: I own: the characters, planets, and IG regiment mentioned in this story
Disclaimer: I do not own: everything else about 40k
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M41 851
17TH October
SEGMENTUM ULTIMA
HAVEN
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"Right, move that over there, we will need the promethium over next to the gate, NO NOT THERE, yes there."
It was a busy day; the 134th had been unpacking supplies for over six hours now, leaving traps and defences along the entrance to the building. The Tau would be arriving soon. If they were to keep the base safe from this attack, they would need organisation. The Tau force was medium sized with minimal armour support, if the recon information was to be believed.
None of the guardsmen knew what they were defending, other than it was of great importance to the Ordos xenos, and in turn, the emperor.
Gregor sighed; he could almost smell the taint of the alien. They were miles away yet, and still, the threat remained. He stood there on the wall, simply admiring how easy to defend the location was. It was a natural cave, the entrance walled off previously, with plenty of suitable locations for a dropship to land.
Gregor turned towards the command centre; his stormtroopers were to play a vital role in the battle. General Walker nodded a greeting upon Gregor's arrival.
"Ah, Greg, you're just in time. The transport is almost here. Are the men prepared?" the general asked.
"They know the will of the emperor that is all the preparation they need." Gregor saluted
"Good, you are aware of the details of the plan?" the general continued
"Yes" Gregor nodded
"Excellent, the valkerie will pick you up shortly."
"Acknowledged."
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The landing bay was silent, save for the stormtroopers recitation of various prayers. The gunship arrived, the stormtroopers boarded without a word. Gregor glanced from troop to troop, to make sure they were ready in the eyes of him on earth. Derek Sat near to the pilot's cabin, quietly reciting another prayer. Drake sat opposite him, silent and humble. Max and Julius sat opposite one another communicating via their own private sign language, most likely betting who could kill more of the emperors' foes in the battle. Gregor himself sat facing Waldron, whose plasma gun dimly lit the interior of the gunship. Markus sat nearest the door, ready to unleash a torrent of flame from his flamer as soon as the door opened. Last of all, Pontius sat in front of Markus, silently modifying his weapons, he carried a sniper rifle and an autogun. Not exactly stormtrooper standard issue, but upon joining the stormtroopers, he had proven it to be in the emperors best interests that he used specific equipment in the field
The scheduled time the squad was to disembark at was twelve twenty five; there were only fifteen minutes until the attack.
Ten minutes
Five minutes
Two minutes.
The Tau weapons were audible against the loud bark of imperial autoguns in the background.
Fifty seconds.
The Tau's alien language could be heard spitting orders.
Ten seconds.
Five seconds
Three seconds
All other noises other than the engines of the gunship seemed to stop.
Pontius grinned under the helmet.
"Let's do this"