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5/29/2016 8:58:51 PM
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"Tyranids, sounds like quite a few... We're nearing a stronghold." [i][b]Bracheous had said softly, as to not disturb the silence. He had hoped that the silence was the one thing that kept the Tyranids from hearing the group from afar, though he doubted it based on the fact that he was near Terminators. [/b][/i]
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[u]"Knight assault incoming!"[/u] Said Damien. [i]"Combat position, column C!"[/i] The marines spread in a prescribed manner, their heavy firepower to the sides while their melee combattants were near the front to Aggravate the enemies. Damien was at the rear with his Stalker Bolter.
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[i][b]Bracheous was always favouring a combination between Chainsword and Bolter Pistol, so that's exactly what he used. He ran at the sides of the group and took the stragglers with his Chainsword, firing at any who closed in on him to flank with the Bolter Pistol. [/b][/i]
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The tides of Tyranids hadn't come yet, but they came soon enough. Having them trapped in a single corridor put them in a killzone. The tides of knights rushed through the hallway, stepping over one another in an animalistic rage to kill. The superheavy terminators fired their combination of extremely heavy weapons, with plasma bolts and jets of flame flying into the oncoming wave, mixed in with blasts of autocannon fire. Those that got close were met by the power mace of General Diomedes and the Ax of brother Heracles, not to forget the power sword of the brother-chaplain. Damien stayed in the back, sniping with his stalker bolter whose rounds were coated with a special acid that burned through entire Tyranids, cleaving columns out of the corridor. The Brother-Librarian sent out bolts of psychic energy that killed Tyranids from his staff.
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[i][b]Bracheous watched these men in awe when he had the briefest of moments between combat, but he continued to attack with the fury and speed befitting of a Crimson Scar. He would truly have made the Great Khan, Jaghatai, proud from how he fought. [/b][/i]
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The corpses began piling, slowing down their assault to the point where it was useless to attack. But again, Tyranids didn't understand the concept of strategy, simply mindless charge. So they were being killed off in strides, until none were left.
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[i][b]Bracheous' armour was stained in the blood of the Tyranids, giving a truly frightening look to his figure. The Chainsword stopped roaring loudly as the blade stopped spinning, leaving the silence and the corpses. [/b][/i]
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[i]"Let us keep moving, brothers. The hive is still nearby."[/i]
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[i][b]Bracheous stayed silent and followed the group, his gun at the ready. [/b][/i]
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They moved down the lengthy hallway, which had been erroded by Tyranid pollution. The metal walls soon began to resemble a twisted hive more than a space ship.
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"Khsa..." [i][b]Bracheous had said to himself, a word from his native tongue. It was different than the usual English, but it was at least recognizable by the Imperium forces if they learned the tongue before. [/b][/i]
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They moved down the decrepit path. [u]"This way, brothers."[/u] Damien led them deeper within the hive, towards the central chamber.
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[i][b]Bracheous kept having eerie feelings as he moved, although he had chosen to suppress them as he moved. [/b][/i]
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The Kill Team moved with unparalleled professionalism and tact, like he had never seen before. It was as if destroying Tyranid hives was possible to do in their sleep for them.
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[i][b]He took note of their movements, tactics and essentially everything about these people. It was not often you had the chance to fight alongside people like this, and for Bracheous it was a humbling experience. [/b][/i]
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[u]"Be wary, brothers. I see Genestealers roaming about."[/u] said damien as he scoured the hive with his mile-wide sensor.
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[i][b]Genestealers, the one thing that Bracheous had any slight bit of intrigue for. Nonetheless though, he suppressed any urges to get a good look at them, and stayed ready for a fight. [/b][/i]
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[i]"Be careful, brothers. Especially you, Bracheous. Genestealers are among the deadliest things those wretched hives may spawn."[/i]
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Editado por JayTea: 5/30/2016 7:57:06 PM"Believe me, if all the things I've fought, Genestealers are at the very top of the "scary" list. And this means I'll be wary."
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[u]"They come near, brothers. Thirty meters away."[/u]
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"Do we have numbers?"
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[u]"Dozens. Twenties."[/u] [i]"Battle positions, Jericho."[/i]
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[i][b]Bracheous took the que and decided to utilize one of his personal favourite tactics. He stood near the back of the group and around the left side, preparing for the onslaught. [/b][/i]
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They took a similar stance to earlier, except that Bracheous and the Chaplain were covering Damien, since there were more branching corridors around them.
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[i][b]He stayed by Damien, his weapons at the ready. He was in the mood to kill some -blam!-ing Genestealers, and he was going to mount the head on a damned wall when he gets back to the base. [/b][/i]
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They began their attack, as they started to pour from the corridors. The Deathwatch marines began to open fire, immediately starting to burn through their ranks.
