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[Prosperan Son]

"WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGGGGHHHHHH!!!!" The yell of the Greeskins fills the air once more signalling another charge. Even this far away from their ranks, their collective scream washes over the sound of the artillery.

"They're about to come forth again brothers." Brother-Sergeant Iego informs each of them, stating the obvious. This is the third time in the last eighteen hours the Orks have charged, each time their advances broken by the bolters and lasguns, swords and bayonets of the Ultramarines and their Imperial Guard cohorts. "Load up, back to the lines." The Sergeant orders, motioning for Veranon to walk with him as he moves towrds the bunker's exit.

[Brother Veranon]

* steps out into the rainy muck of this imperial world and turns to brother sgt Iego* i will take sartes squad along with Sgt. Landown and enforce the left flank and hold the section of the line. We need to push the orks back and remove the green skin menace of the face of this planet. Remmeber Brother-Sgt Glory for Macragge. * signals sartes sqaud to move futher down the line, then slowy start to run down with the finest of the emperors space marines.

[Prosperan Son]

"Glory to Macragge !"The one hundred voices of the Ultramarines 5th Company chorused as one, their war cry filling the hearts of the Guardsmen around them. Who rushed to their positions eagerly. A vast network of trenches,barricades, tripwire, and artillery positions stretched out before them, The Guard and Ultramarines fanning out.
" Brother Veranon." A voice spoke aloud, that of the Sergeant, Iepo, striding alongside the Librarian.

[Brother Veranon]

Hearing the voices of my fellow battle brothers echo threw my ears brings pride and glory to my body. As I start to fall in step with my fellow Ultramarines I hear the booming voice of 5th company Sgt Iepo call my name. Turning to face him "Yes brother?" I ask him in a questioning tone.

[Prosperan Son]

Iepo strides alongside the Psyker, loading his bolter as he runs." We have been on Doria for two months brother, sixty days we have shed the blood of the Greenskins and yet even after having our forces bolstered by our brothers in the Blood Ravens and Black Templars, We still find ourselves in a stalemate on this continent alone. The Dorian Ice Hounds..." He cuts off, motioning towards the guardsmen spreading out everywhere to their positions, their grey and blue uniforms blending in with the area around them." They are not suited for this kind of warfare. "

[Brother Veranon]

"I understand that brother the guardsmen are Ill equiped and moral is low. But for now we need to make due. I've seen the line and we are spread thin with the guardsmen. I'll see that scouts are deployed to probe the ork lines. I'm going to try and work out a pronged attack with the other chapters here with us to get us forward and drive the orks" a loud crack of thunder is herd across the torn field* off the continent." I reply over the rain." As for the ice hounds make sure they are kept in prime, we'll need them." I go to turn, but quickly remeber something " And Iepo, what of the captain? I have not herd from him for sometime. Please try to get in touch with him. I have a feeling we will need his troops. * gives Iepo a reassuring smile and start to walk down to inspect the lines defenses.

[Prosperan Son]

"That is not what I meant Brother. The Ice Hounds were not born for the trenches, their a mechanized infantry regiment." He reminded , checking the vox network for any sign or indication as to their captains whereabouts." Captain Aurego is close brother. Several clicks to the west. His three squads have accompanied the Blood Ravens who are en-route to our position. He says to hold the line for a little longer."

[Brother Veranon]

"Right brother I had a memory lapse, my apologies. Also thank you for finding the cap" a loud series of cracks and bangs followed by torrential rains "tain, and we shall do what he commands" I say concluding my sentence. "As for te guardsmen they will have to take the punishment like they always do. All we need from them are their numbers and firepower." I can feel my hairs on the back of my neck stand up with disbelief of the words I just spoke. "I.I..must go brother, you have my vox if you need me" Walks away from Sgt Iepo to find a secluded spot on the line to meditate.

[Prosperan Son]

There is not much room for meditation through out the battlezone, the only area not nearly as crowded as the rest close to an abandoned basilisk, the long barreled cannon destroyed due to a lucky ork artillery strike.

[Brother Veranon]

I walk towards the basilisk, looking at the husk of the artillery peice. "this spot will do" thinking to my self. Sitting down i go into a deep trance and my mind becomes blurred with prayers to the emporer, i try to wipe clean my mind of the thoughts ive spoken.

[Prosperan Son]

The silence is broken by the crunch of footsteps treading across gravel. A lone guardsmen walks towards you, his uniform and badge marking him as a sergeant. His clothing is a shaded grey with the flak armor a dark blue. A wolf's pelt is d*CENSORED*d over him, much the same as it is over every other guardsmen in the ice hounds.

[Brother Veranon]

Deep in my trants I recall the battle were Valarious was killed over and over it plays. I come out of my trants when his death arrives. As I start to exit my trants I detect a faint life aura. Wiith out hesitation I draw my bolt pistol, only to see the face of an Ice Hounds imperial guard Sgt. Face and uniform striked with mud and rain from the constant, un relenting weather. I stand up lowering my bolt weapon. I having stood 3 feet taller then the guardsmen I look down upon him and ask " Is it important guardsmen?" I state with slight anger and curiosity.

[Prosperan Son]

"Aye Ultramarine." The Sergeant, a hardened war veteran named Kagore Brun, replies coldly. " The auspex is registering more of the ork horde than what can be seen. There is something off and your Sergeant request your presence."

[Brother Veranon]

I nod to the sergeant "understood Sgt. Brun. Is Iepo still in the command bunker? " I asked him, speaking loadly over the sound of the thunderous weather. " By the way, did he say the importance of the matter?

[Prosperan Son]

"He is already at the front lines Ultramarine. From what I could gather in the message, he believes they may soon be overrun." The Sergeant answered before turning away from the librarian, wlking back to one of the command bunkers.

[Brother Veranon]

Proccessing the information he gave me I collect my things around my medatation spot. The frontlines of the planet(forgot name) are rittled with barbed wire, destroyed vehicles and bodies of orks. The trenches of the line filled with water and muck, much mimicing the conditions in the first war for Terra. I saw Sgt. Iepo standing with a few battle brothers from the 5th company, approching them " Brother Iepo what news of the orks do you have? The gaurdmen told me you fear the Waah horde might over throw our position" I state to Iepos part answer.

[Prosperan Son]

Iepo fired a burst of bolt rounds into the incoming Greenskin horde pausing to step back towards the Librarian." Indeed Brother-Epostilary, the auspex scans show more than what we can see.." He replied, firing off another burst, felling three more of the creatures." We won't be able to hol-" Before he could even finish the sentence, the ground beneath them began to tremble and shake, the revving of motorized blades and engines thundered as several vast mounds of dirt began to pile before exploding, revealing giant drill-carriers. The vast machines appeared in a dozen areas behind the lines. Seconds later the doors to the carriers exploded dispersing more of the Greenskins.

[Brother Veranon]

Unseathing my weapons firing at the orks as they climb out of their drills. "Brothers! Let no ork passed our lines! Courage and Honor!" I scream as I fire my bolt pistol and use my psyker powers. "Brother Iepo what is the status of our heavy weapons? Were going to need them to keep the orks at bay!" I say under pressure from the orks unrealenting advance.

[Prosperan Son]

Iepo slams his bolt pistol downwards into an ork, sending it to the ground. Before the brute had a chance to get up, the Sergeant fired three rounds into it's spine and the head." Hold true Ultramarines! Do not let them reach the secondary line!" He shouts, motioning for a devastator wielding a heavy bolter, Brother Garond, to come to his side.

A large Greenskin clad in armor, rushes from one of the drills nearby, leaping to slash at the Psyker Marine.

1d100 rolled for a total of: 70 (70)

[Brother Veranon]

I see The green skin running towards me axe in its hand. The ork raises the unconventional weapon, swining in a downward motion. Judging the distance to the ork, I raise my bolt pistol and aim to hit the ork.

1d100 rolled for a total of: 79 (79)