Chapter 1 - Da Boyz undah seegj

(J'karra Nil'om Brif'a)
=the transports stopped and the lights went on for us to disembark. I hurried out of the left hatch, and the squad leader, the Sahs'ui, pointed out our position, the edge of this hill, not too far off from where I could hear clumsy Bolter fire and human assault cannons. We took up cover on the edge, other squads lining up around us, and some even on the field around the hill. The Devilfish transports lined up being them, and the Broadsides behind those. I could hear and feel the thud of their suits digging into the ground to ready their heavy weapons. Now all we needed were the Orks to get close enough for a surprise attack=

I keep on running, bringing my Crozius Arcanum down on a surviving Ork from a trukk. I reach the base of the hill and motion for the others to keep going. I Wait for Marcus then begin to climb with him.

"Brother Marcus, as soon as we have this LZ clear of Xenos call in for the next landing wave. We need mortars set up ASAP."

I give him a hard pat on the back and continue up the hill. I spot Brother Falconerias and give a shout.

"Brother Falconerias, how are you and the rest holding up?"

I watched the Terminators tear up Orks for a few seconds, when I saw a flash of what seemed to be dark tan and white. "Apothecary, come here. I need this confirmed." I watched the flashes of the brown/tan and white colored things for a while, then turned to the immediate fight while I waited for the Imperial Fist's Apothecary to be relieved from his more pressing matters.

The Apothecary nodded to the Marines around him, before backing off, making his way towards Brother Marcus.

"Brother Chaplain, we are holding fine. The Orks may have number, but they lack skill."

Arriving next to Marcus, he asked "What is it you wish confirmed, brother?"

(Marcus): "Brother, I believe I have seen... more Xenos. The Tau empire is here, brother. Look to this flank, as they prepare an ambush. For us or the Orks, I do not know."

He turned, and killed two more Orks before turning back.

"We must be ready for all threats of the Xenos."

(Splatjaw)
=i realiz'd sumfin as we sped towds to humie. None o da boyz were shootin. I aimed and skweezed da trigga bit, the sounds of dakka reenging in mah earz=
WAAAAAAGH!

(rime)
I followed up behind Nil'om, readying my rifle. I was a little nervous, but we had trained for this.




(sorry if i seem a little awkward)

As the Trukk closed in on the armored figures, Kwik began jumping up and down in his seat, screaming.
"WAAAAAAAAGGHHHHAHAHA!"
Firearms fired and bullets pinged off of the trukk's hood.

The Mekboy fired out of the back of the trukk, killing a squad of Imperial Guardsmen with his big shootas. "WAAAGHHHH!" He screamed, tossing a Splode-y Bomm out of the back, taking a few more Imperial lives. "Keep drivin' Kwik, dem humies is on our heelz!"

The trukk quickly Accelerated toward and soon into a group of firing marines, one of them yelling a loud curse as the spikes on the front of the vehicle impaled the shooter. Blood came rushing from the new openings on his armor, down the spikes and onto the trukk's grill.

"HAHAHAHAHA! YOO GUT POKED GUD!"

((Because I felt like it.))