Blood War

Chapter 5: Wallace's Decision

Four guards patrolled the base doors. One was armed with a M90. Two were armed with MA5B's and the last one was armed with two HE pistols. One put a flame to his cigarette when it happened. There was a muffled bang and he fell. The one with the M90 and the two armed with MA5B's quickly stood and scanned the area. Searchlights turned on in the towers above. Nothing was in sight.
"Was it a misfire?"
"Doubt it." They went to go check the wound on the marine that was shot to find him gone. Moments later there was another muffled bang and the searchlight went out. A body fell. It was the man supposed to be in the tower. The man backed towards the door. There were several soft bangs and the marines fell. The doors opened and in walked the Khorne Berserkers.

It was meal time. Wallace took his seat. The newcomers were not fully welcomed, but tried to make friends. The Furies sat down with him and began discussing battle plans for what would soon come. He just decided to listen. He'd laugh now and then. They'd ask what and he wouldn't answer. It was just before meal time was to end. The door burst open. Wallace recognized the black marines. They raised their weapons. Everyone had their side arms, but nothing else. The black marines began to open fire. The marines returned flipped over tables and began to open fire. The Furies crowded behind a table with Wallace. "Damn. Got us off guard. What do we do now?" "We try to make a run for the weapons cache using the back exit." He referred to the two automatic sliding doors. They ran as the marines scrambled to get out. The black marines slaughtered them mercilessly. Wallace and the Furies ran down the hall and had to quickly turn into the med lab as a group of black marines shredded a marine to three separate pieces. The body was left in a large pool of blood. When they were certain the black marines were gone they ran to the weapons cache, avoiding firefights along the way. They opened the door. Guns and grenades lined the walls. Wallace took up a MA5B and a Jackhammer. He also got as much ammo as he could carry along with a few fragment grenades. The blonde one took up two M6D's and a SM A4. The spiky haired one took up and MA5B while the two women took up M90's. "It's a pleasure to work with the Furies."
"Glad. Now let's focus on what to do from here."
"Well, we can't let them have the base. This has the exact coordinates of all our bases and everything." The two women took position near the door.
"Better think quickly. I don't think those marines out there can hold out any longer." Wallace scratched his chin as he thought. What could they do? It hit him. The base had pulse generators which was used to power the base. No one is allowed in there because if a gun or fragment grenade hit the generator. The entire base would be blown to ashes. He began thinking quickly. There was some C4 in the back of the room. He quickly went and stuffed his left pocket full of the clay as well as charges and detonator. "We're blowing the base." "What?" "There's a pulse generator that can blow this entire building to kingdom come. I'm gonna set some C4 around it and when we get outta here, blow these bastards right back to hell." The Furies didn't question him because they knew that this person knew the base better than them and knew what he was doing. They all gave him a nod. There was gun fire and yells of pain. The marines outside had fallen. "Everyone to the back of the room." Everyone got to the back of the room. Wallace armed the Jackhammer and aimed. The door creaked open. The black marines showed their faces. "SUCK ON THIS." He pulled the trigger. The explosion blew the black marines in the hall to ashes. The five proceeded through the halls. They took out black marines along the way, hoping to give the marines in the base a chance to live. It wasn't long before they reached the pulse generator room. The purple pillar emitted a light blue light. "This is it." He pulled the clay from his pockets and placed it around the base of the pillar. In it he placed several things that looked like darts. "Done." "Alright. Let's move." They proceeded down the halls. They told any marines they could find to get out of the base. One of the Furies looked through the window to the mess hall. It was all clear, except for the masses of bodies and gallons of blood spilled everywhere. They proceeded in and out the back way to the base. Sergeant Wallace joined the small army of men that was left of a once proud force. This was the end for them. "Let's hope these bastards like fireworks," yelled Wallace. The marines cheered as well as the Furies. Wallace pushed the red button on the detonator when they had gone over the hill. The was a huge explosion and the base turned into a pillar of flame. The flame took on a gruesome demonic face which roared, then disappeared into the cold night air. The marines gave a huge sigh of relief. One they hadn't had in a long time.

The Greater Daemon was becoming unhappy with his troops. "Worthless maggots. You all deserve to fight in the name of chaos. I'll show you what it means to fight in the name of chaos.