*A tyranid tears through a vent from overhead, landing right on top of you - your gun is knocked of your hand as more approach, covered in the blood of your allies*
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I grab it by its neck, and slam my Power Fist into its stomach, splattering the unfortunate bastard all over the room. I grab my pistols, attach them to my magnetic holsters, and move towards Hydra Companies comms building.