Days of Heresy.
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Chapter one: Rear Assault
The Battle had been raging for Four Hours as Eurinas Porvenin, Veteran Space Marine and member of the Dark angels 1st Company; The Deathwing, appeared on the fields of battle. Yuri Prime, 20 light years from the Cadian gate, had been in a state of near constant war for nearly four hundred years, 'That will soon change' thought Eurinas 'now that we are here'.
No sooner had he though that, he heard the orders to his six man squad through the internal Vox network of his suit of Tactical Dreadnought Armour, Veteran Sergeant Extromis was issuing commands, their mission was to eliminate the traitors command units, where they have just teleported from their battle barge in orbit to be right behind. Shredding traitors with explosive shells from his storm bolter he could hear the roar of the twin assault cannons wielded by two of his battle brothers to his right, no sooner had he heard the roar, he saw a large flaming mushroom hurtle frail bodies left and right as a support basilisk caught some shells in its ammunition storage. 'This is too easy' thought Eurinas.
He was soon to eat those words, as out of the passageways of the bunkers he heard the monotone cackle of evil beings. Out of the entrances came large warriors, not as big as him, but almost. Their armour, painted metallic and gold, was recognised almost instantly "Iron Warriors" he hissed with alarm through his Comms mic to his squad brethren "coming from the right flank, ten enemies".
He almost instantly heard the assault cannons changing their firing direction and as he looked four of the Iron Warriors fell but six were still charging at them, firing their bolter as they came, the shells rang harmlessly against their Venerable suits of Terminator Armour, bolter shells returned from the storm bolters and another three fell, leaving three charging straight at them. As the enemies came ever so closer, Eurinas readied his power fist and charged, as did his squad, but too late he noticed the weapon one of their enemies carried, a long weapon, longer than a boltgun, with a hissing tubular end.
Eurinas did not have time to warn his squad mates as a white hot streak passed him and into the chest of the Battle Brother to his right, he recognised the suit as that worn by Tharnus, a veteran of many centuries and a warrior who had been inducted to the secretive "Deathwing" even before Eurinas had been selected to be a space marine by the interrogator chaplains on his home planet of Lidos VII. He roared a battle cry as he saw the Meltagun shot pierce through the terminator armour like paper and exited out the other end, Tharnus dropped to the floor, as Eurinas charged into the fray and put his power fist through the helmet of the chaos marine with the Meltagun and he also saw Extromis slice the squads leader in two with his masterful use of his Power Axe. The Traitors dead, the squad rallied around the body of Tharnus, firing at the enemies all around them, knowing that victory was still within reach. Suddenly, Tharnus coughed, he was still alive, but barely. "He needs the get to the apothecaries" Stated Extromis, and, switching to his ground to ship Vox unit, "We have need of teleport extraction for a Wounded Veteran, Lock onto these co-ordinates" he entered the relevant codes and within moments, the coughing, spluttering form of Tharnus was gone, leaving only a blackish red smear on the concrete below.
"We will now continue" said Extromis "We still have our mission to complete. For the Emperor". With that squad replied "For the Emperor" and the five remaining Terminators opened fire once again and advanced into the complex of bunkers.