The Sniping Freelancer
Vagnus kneeled down in front of the window, on the forth floor, of a bombed out building, in a bombed out city, on some god-forsaken planet. He was a sniper, a silent assassin. He specializes in taking out soldiers from his concluded sniping spot. But he wasn't a normal sniper. He didn't attach himself to a single army. He was a freelancer.
Well actually, he had once served an army. The Imperium, who he served well on his home planet of Valhalla. He was once loyal to the Emperor, following orders from command without a single question asked. But that loyalty soon changed to hatred. After seeing countless comrades die at the green hands of the Orks. And what were they killed for? A unimportant piece of ice that an Ork stepped foot on. Sure the Officers said they died with honor, fighting for the Imperium. More like turned into a pile of innards by a green skin axe. All over a block of ice.
Due to that, Vagnus deserted. He dressed like a civilian and caught the next shuttle off the planet. The army just assumed he got killed while on a patrol, or captured by Orks. So they paid no mind. Just shows how much the Imperium care about it's soldiers. So after deserting, he became a freelancer, fighting for any army, except the Orks, who killed his friends, or the Imperium, who didn't care about his friends. He worked for the Tau, numerous times, the Eldar, even the Dark Eldar. But now, an army, which intrigued his intrests, employed him.
The army was a resistance group, devoted to defeating the Emperor and his armies. Mostly former members of the Imperial Guard, the soldiers of the resistance group were battle-hardened warriors. The army had managed to take some vehicles with them. A couple Sentinels, some Basilisks, Chimeras, and even some Leman Russes. So the oppurtunity to fight the Imperium excited Vagnus, so he charged less for his service, and joined up with the resistance.
So now he was in some city he knew nothing about, sniping any unfortunate soldier to patrol in his sights. He felt some guilt in killing soldiers, who were once like him, but if they have not deserted, they are enemies, and enemies must be killed. So he sat back, leaning against the wall, and took off his hat, displaying his brown hair. He pick up his comm. head set and radioed into command.
"Sniper 1 to command."
"This is command, what is your status Sniper 1?"
"Killed a couple guardsmen on patrol, but I think they suspect my position. Permission to return to base."
"Permission granted. Watch yourself on the return Sniper 1."
So Vagnus returned to base, which were just a few large rooms underground. He entered his commander, Commander Schliphen's office. He and some officials were standing over a table with a map of the city on it. There were many pins on the map, representing different objectives, enemy emplacements, and different soldier companies. Schliphen looked up and smiled.
"Vagnus! You're back! So the sniping went well?"
"Yes sir, but like I said to the radio operator, I don't think I can snipe there again, the enemy probably suspects my position."
"No Matter," Schliphen said. "I need you rest before the big day."
"Big day sir?"
"Well, We are going to launch a large scale attack to take the city." Schliphen mentioned to the map. "In two days every vehicle and company will fight through the city, taking out every imperial emplacement."
Vagnus studied the map, it was a nice plan. The thing was that in order to provide cover for this force that was always moving, he would have to keep moving from position to position. This could cause many problems. But he would find a way to avoid these problems.
Until then, he returned to his barracks, and tried to get to sleep, thinking about the attack soon to come.