The space marine walked across the blood strewn battlefield. Stopping and shooting the head of a half-alive Xenos. "Scum." He remarked. Contiguously walking he came across the rest of his squad. "Hail." The others saying the same. He grasped the hand of a marine and shook it. A space marine looked over at the Sergeant. "Another victory for the emperor and the Hunter Killers!" The soldiers in power armor all yelled at the same time. "Brother kingo, what say you?" A space marine asked the the other marine. "It isn't over yet, not until there is only one standing." The others looked at him worryingly. Brother kingo was known to be partially psychic, foretelling coming battles and deaths. The others knew this wasn't good.
1 MONTH LATER, ABOARD THE VALIANT.
Brother Sergeant kingo went to the armour room in The Valiant. Looking proudly at his armour. He remembered when he told the engineers what he wanted. Black chest plate, white leggings, black arm pads with a skull and a dagger in its head on one side and a lightning bolt on the other. Finally, on the right side of his helmet white, the other black. The others walked to him. "We are the last in our chapter, let's stay alive as long as possible for this mission will be difficult. We are up against the traitors." "And the ork." Brother Akimbo said. "Right, shall we come up with a battle plan? What about our gear?" Brother Hikaru asked. "Brother Hikaru, you shall be our assault. Sister Gamma you will use the heavy bolters and Brother Akimbo, you will be our snipers." "You brother Kingo? What about you?" Brother Kingo looked at his older sibling Hikaru and said, "The Dreadnought."
The three marines sat in the cockpit of the thunder hawk drop ship. Brother Hikaru speaking through his neck speaker asked his younger sibling under the ship, "How are you down there my brother? Is the dreadnought secure?" "As secure as our crotch plates." The space marines all laughed together, hearing their commanders remark. "75 meters to outpost 3076." Droned the servitor, flying the ship carefully.
"Landing in twenty seconds, get ready for drop off." As the great drop ship was about 10 feet off the ground, Brother kingo in the dreadnought was dropped, making a loud thud on the ground. Then the ship turned around, landing on the land pad and dropping the others off. The three jogged to their commanding officer. Kingo walked with a trembling step, each step shaking the very ground as he walked to the offices to get their briefing. Getting out he and his subordinates walked into the briefing room were the force commander stood. "Greetings everyone, Kingo, Hikaru. We have a very special assignment for you."
SOMEWHERE ON THE PLANET
"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!" Screamed an ork shoota boy, running to his warboss. "Boss, we gots a problem! There be humiez jus north of ere'. What we gunna do?" The shoota boy being small compared to the warboss walked to him, tapping his gun on his leg. "Ellooo? Hell-" The warboss lifting his giant arm smashed the ork, yelling as he did so. "What we gunna do....is ambuh em humiez may be crafty but tey always fall for that one! No one...I mean, NO ONE CAN DEFEAT DA WARMASTA BOYZ!! WAAAAAAAGH!!!" Some orks looked at their warboss questionably. "A-ambush em' sah? B-but shouldnt we..." Then the ork was emidiatly shot repeteatly, leaving nothing but small bits. "Ambush? i can do eet'!" "Ahhhh....me best infaltrator boy...." "So you wanna be sneaky sneaky ay? Then you gotta think like a humie...lemme explain...."