Blood War

Chapter 3: Analysis

Wallace arrived at HQ. It had only been a few hours since he had left this giant building. How could he explain to them about this unstoppable force of nature? It just wasn't natural. They were mass killers with powerful weapons. He dragged his feet to the door and placed his palm on the scanner.
"Welcome back Sergeant Wallace." There was a whirring sound and the doors opened. It wouldn't take those freaks long before they found this place. The intercom in the building switched on.
"Would Sergeant Wallace's team please report to the conference room for debriefing." He sighed. The heavy metal backpack he had stolen from one of those evil marines hurt his back. He trudged to the conference and dropped it by the door. It was a room made of slick steel. In the middle laid a long white table with several chairs. It was usually used to discuss battle plans. In this case it was gonna be used for debriefing. The general came in. Wallace brought his hand to a salute.
"At ease soldier." Wallace brought his hand down. The general scanned the room. "Where's the rest of your team?"
"Dead, sir."
"What happened soldier?" Sergeant Wallace went through a detailed account of what happened. The general listened intently on what he had to say. Wallace wrapped up his story. He thought the general looked as if he would have a heart attack.
"Do you really think that we stand a chance sergeant?"
"No, sir." The general sighed.
"Then I'm calling in back up."
"Sir, that's total suicide. The way they took out my team, just a squad of these things could take out our entire base with or without backup. Not only that, they seemed to have gotten passed that covenant cruiser that was in orbit that leaves two possibilities. Their covenant allies or they destroyed the covenant cruiser and we have a hard enough time taking one down with five of our ships." The general sighed.
"That may be, but I'm not letting them take over this planet. I'll send myself to hell before I see that happen." Sergeant Wallace knew the general meant good. All he could do was salute.
"Dismissed soldier." Wallace picked up the pack and began to walk out.
"Sergeant, what's in the pack."
"Some weapons I managed to secure from the enemy, sir."
"Good. Get it to the weapons expert down in the armory. We may be able to duplicate their weapons and use it against them."
"Sir, yes, sir." Wallace walked out down the hall. The lab wasn't that far from the conference room. He stopped in and dropped the pack on a table. The expert came over.
"You better find something. My team is dead out there to get these things to you." Wallace walked out and too his room. He remembered those evil eyes of the evil space marines. He had seen how powerful their weapons had been to kill his entire squad. He could see his team again in his mind. He closed his eyes and forced them into the back of his mind. This was too much to bear. Hopefully the backup that the general was requesting came with a whole lot of Shiva nuclear missiles. He sighed and knew it wasn't possible. The Shiva's were only mounted on Longsword's. Who knew? Maybe backup would come with some Longsword's. They would need those Shiva's to take out that damned ship he saw. He placed his M6D on the stand next to his bed and laid down. He could use a nice sleep. He closed his eyes and imagined that his squad was still alive. They had just won the war and were cheering. He smiled to himself.

The Greater Daemon welcomed back his Khorne Berserkers as they brought back the hides they had hunted. They also carried their two fallen comrades. The Greater Daemon made a series of roars and gurgling noises. The Khorne Berserkers bowed their heads in failure. They had let their comrades die. Then the Greater Daemon spoke in plain tongue.
"These humans will perish. Plague Marines, I want you all ready for combat. We'll show this planet what we're made for!"