as you exit the chimera you,and the rest of your unit, rush into a desert land scape litterd with dead bodys of men and xenos alike.the chimera drops you on the front line of a large battle to contain a xeno threat that destroyed a imperial city.your current orders are to assult the walls of the city and secure territory on the other side of the wall that can then be used as a foothold for secureing the city.it immediatly dawns on you that the exit zone is a death trap,a horde of orcs instintly set on you and your comrades and begin to tear you into peices.you try to regain your composure and begin to fire on the orcs as they crash into your unit.a young soldier at the very front of the unit turns to retreat, and is stabed through his chest by a crude orc dagger,the boy falls to the ground half dead and is then trampled by the orcs.an old veteran fights off the beasts with his bayonet holding back the green tide seemingly single handedly , untill a bullet catches the old man in his stomach, as he flinches from the shot the orcs swarm him and pincushin him with there knives.as this happens you stand near the back of your unit placeing lasgun shots into as meny orcs as you can.with precision even some space marines woulde be proud of.you put hole after hole into the greenskin faces.there xeno blood erupts from the back of there skulls as fine mist that permiates the air.no matter how meny of the basterd you seem to kill more are soon there to fill there ranks and soon they have massacerd most of your unit and have put you at the front of your squad looking directly into there sick green faces.
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