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[Brother Urias]

+DOWNLOADING FILE: 78493G…+
+RETRIEVING FROM THE RECORDS OF THE BATTLE OF HURSTGANIUM+
+COMPETE DISPLAYING THE ACCOUNT OF BROTHER URIAS, DEVASTATOR+
+EDITED BY ORDO ZENOS+

It had been a hell of a fight for both sides. The Imperium had only just found this world and by accident discovered artifacts of ancient design. Things the Adeptus Machanicus would drool to get there hands on, if they could drool. That’s when the Eldar appeared. We had been dispatched to protect the teams digging and to destroy the Alien. I had had been called to serve in His name on this world and I do so with honor. We are to hold the Juri plains on the eastern continent. For most of my posting all was quiet. This isn’t cowardice but I was glad. I have seen far to many of my Brother die, some under me as I cleansed wave after wave of our enemies and I must say its getting to me, I feel the Bolter rage more easy now then I ever did before. A rage where all I think about is how better to rip the enemy apart with my weapon. I have spoken to the Chaplin about this and voiced my fear of taint, going so far as to be escorted by my most trust Brothers and ask it be them who give me His Mercy. I am told this is not taint but all this is for another time. We had just started our patrol…

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“Brother Urias, go to coordinates 54632 epsilon. We have a convoy passing through here and you are to give support in your section. Any sign of the zenos radio in and back up will arrive.”
“I will comply”
Brother Urias nodded and headed off.
The plains were arid, hot and the sun seemed to cook the ground you stood on... It was said the whole are was devoid of even smaller life and nothing lived here. Nothing except daemons and Eldar. The convoys past without any trouble, delivering supplies to the Guardsman posted one hundred miles further up. Even as the last convoy vanished over the horizon the dust it had brought up on its passing still lingered. The message to move out had just come through, time to walk back to the meet up.
As he headed there he heard the request for fire support, it was close. The voice sounded not desperate but Urias had heard this tone before, the tone of a man about to die. Urias ran. As he got closer he could see what was about to happen. A Crimson fist Sergeant was fighting over the bodies of his squad. How many dead or living didn’t matter, he was about to be charged from two directions by two squads of Eldar. The sergeant hadn’t seen the second squad who had only just made there position known. Urias braced and let rip into the Eldar squad who had appeared behind his fellow Brother. There were six and two went to mist there and then. That’s when they turned towards him. They weren’t far to begin with and were closing distance fast. As they charged, leaping side to side, power weapons shining even in the intense sun light. Two more fell but they were so close Urias could swear he smelt them. As one more fell, half its body disappearing into nothing the last leapt at him. The shriek it made stunned Urias for a second, a second in which its sword cut into his throat. The wound did not kill but Urias fell to a knee, the elder saying something in its language was about to make the final twist.

That’s when Urias heard the Bolt pistol shoot. He still had something to do, he could not die yet. He grabbed the hand of the Eldar and tightened his grip, the rage was coming over him now, and he felt the bones under crack and snap. He began to rise; Second hand grabbed the face, to stop the infernal noise of the alien. In a voice spoken many times before, devoid of anything but now with the addition of a slight gargle he spoke
“To admit defeat is to blaspheme against the Emperor”
He began to crush its head, the rage was building, and we would need it so he let it flow through him. By now the Eldar was off its feet, kicking and punching.
“THE EMPEROR PROTECTS! I PROTECT! NONE CAN WITHSTAND MY FAITH!”
The head exploded in his hand. Throwing the body he picked up his weapon and ran. Blood had begun to flow down his chest plate, he could feel the blood rising but that was ignored, we wanted to kill. As he stood over the bodies he requested Apothecaries, braced, and back to back, Devastor and Sargeant, with the Eldar circling, trying to get a shot in, they began to fire. His Heavy Bolter Roared for vengeance.
As the ripped his enemy apart he shouted, so his battle Brother would know he is not alone
“We Shall Know No Fear!”
When the last strike was dealt Urias turned, a rhino has appeared with the much needed Apothecaries, along with his transport. He nodded in the direction of his fallen Brothers as he headed to his ride to base. Only when the doors had closed did he allow himself the luxury of losing consciousness...

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…Next thing I know is am on the floor. My squad leader told me they replaced my voice box with some kind of Vox unit. He asked me why I said nothing when I was so grievously injured. I told him there help was needed more else where and that I was one and they were five. That was three hours ago. So My Lord, my I go back to my post now? There are Brothers to protect and Eldar to kill…

+END OF FILE+
+THOUGHT FOR THE DAY: Only the insane have strength enough to prosper. Only those who prosper may truly judge what is sane+

[Corman2030]

This is awesome Brother, I may need to sate my heavy bolters thirst now. So thank you. lol

[Brother Urias]

yea it was the last one i wrote i think, may have to do more tomorrow

[Gerhart]

Nice job Brother.