Lucky 13th
-Prologue-
"13th, fire!"
The crack of ionized air broke the early morning silence as little over a 100 lasguns spat death. The wooden targets dressed as various forms of heretic and xenos were smashed apart as shot after shot streaked through the air before obliterating they're targets.
As the dust settled Captain Darret Mason surveyed the damage. Each target was a pile of wood splinters and dust smoking gently from the heat generated by the las shots.
"Mm, love the smell of lasfire in the morning"
Mason turned to face his second in command Alec Parson.
"is that right?"
"You bet Cap, nothing better" he replied
"I'll take your word for it Alec." Mason turned to face his men. At roughly 6ft tall with the muscle bound body sported by any guardsmen topped by dark hair cut close and a faint 5 0'clock shadow, Mason was the sort of guardsmen the imperium featured on their propaganda Picts. Alec was a little shorter at 5'8 with buzz cut blond hair and a clean shaven face.
The Lucky 13th were a small company by guard standards numbering a little over 150 men including heavy weapons and supported by an armored squad of Lemun Russ battle tanks and 4 sentinels. These displays of imperial armor were currently being given a look over by the 13th's Engineseer after being through a rough battle.
Mason decided to kill 2 birds with 1 stone and check up on both armor teams. He strode over to the makeshift garage where Engineseer Adalric Ban was busy repairing a dent in the lead sentinel when Mason arrived.
"How go the repairs?" asked Mason.
Adalric finished beating the damaged panel back into place and stepped back to observe his work. Once he was satisfied he turned to Mason
"sentinels 1 and 3 have damaged hydraulic cables, 2 has a leaking coolant feed and 4's targeting auspex is broken. Not to mention this front panel."
"What about the tank?"
"Minor scratches, shouldn't take too long"
"well don't take too long, Taryn's getting anxious"
Adalric looked slightly miffed at this.
"it well take as long as it should and if Taryn has a problem she can talk to me"
"I have no doubt she will"
At this Mason decided to leave Adalric to his work and turned to leave. However as He started to walk away his com bead exploded in a burst of static and a garbled voice yelled in panic
"Mayday mayday this is outpost 2X9. We are under attack and need assistance. I repeat this is outpost 2X9 we are under attack and urgently request assistance."
"Hey Captain we better go" Alec yelled
"I gathered that let's roll" Mason switched his com bead to 13ths channel.
"13th, as you've no doubt heard we're needed, Engineseer Adalric isn't finished with repairs so no armor support. Chimeras only let's go!"
The Training ground was swarming with activity as everything was packed up and stuffed into the 13ths chimeras.
Mason's voice came over the channel.
"Listen up; we don't know anything about the opposition so be prepared. Loose formation but stay on your toes. Let's go rescue some civilians!"
