"So do I get any training" I asked Sola "no your training is on the battlefield, normally you would get training but sense the rest of us don't need it you don't get it." he said in an almost sad way. "So that means my chance of survival is slim to none?" I asked not wanting to know but I already knew, no one answered my question. The Arch-magos came out from the building and walked up to Sola who stood to attention and we followed suit "Sola-DL-38 you are tasked with guarding me along with your squad as we force the chaos space marines out and away" he said in a weird gibberish that I somehow understood. "We will be allies with astra militarum troopers so watch your fire, as we speak trenches are being dug by astra militarum trenchers and servitors" The Arch-Magos was stern about this. "Sir if I am not mistaken did you say chaos space marines?" I said to confirm my ears, he turned his head to me and walked towards me and said "yes I did and for this interruption I will force you to help dig the trenches but as to not loss you in the first skirmish you will dig the second line trench" he said not angrily but disappointed. "Yes sir I shall do this knowing the omnissiah is watching me." I said as confident as I could muster, "but you'll be taken there in a dunecrawler for taking your punishment so well" he said in his understandable gibberish. As he finished saying this I started to walk to the assigned dunecrawler and got in, it was cramped with two rangers and a vanguard there was little room to move. As it moved I could feel the rocks and the uneven ground. It stopped and the driver said "this is your stop vanguard" with no words I stepped out and dropped down. The others there where almost done so I just grabbed a shovel and finished the rest within a 5 foot radius, as I did this the others stopped and watch the efficiency that I had, when I noticed this I said "get back to work" slightly angry at them when I finished my spot I started to finish the rest to the left of me. Then I heard it... *WOOOOOSH* *KABOOM* and I heard some Astra Militarum soldier yell "HERE THEY COME EVERYBODY GET DO-" and a bullet ripped through his shoulder and chest. He fell to the ground with a dull thud then I realized I wasn't with my team. I peek over the trench to see hordes of traitor guard and chaos cultists charging at us. The space marines weren't there yet, I ran back to where I started and grabbed my gun and opened fire hitting nothing which wasn't a surprise because these guns have short range. I decided to start running for where I suspected my team to be... the far right side of the second line trench so I ran as fast as I could. Many bullets whizzed past me hitting people next to me. As I stopped to catch my breath I peeked over once more to see lots of mortar teams set up and that gave me a rush of adrenaline and I ran. I was struck with a las round and I feel to the ground but luckly it didn't penetrate the armor and I got back up before I could run I heard a distant *THUNK* and I knew the mortars fired but I was frozen with fear and ... *KABOOOOOM* My body felt as light as a feather and it all came down... hard then nothing
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FanfictionA Warhammer 40K fanfic that is not exactly accurate SO DONT HOUND ME ON THAT. there will be more books on the way