Battle Report Wolves V Chaos Marines

Wolves V Chaos Marines

"Big Gun's Never Tire"

The interior of the rhino was deathly silent as the grey hunters strapped themselves in. It was bad luck to break the silence before the rhino left the compound. As they sat in silence the shadowy form of RenJek entered their pod and began strapping himself in as well. Looks of puzzlement crossed the faces of the Hunters but none dared speak.

As the rear door rose into place and sealed shut Lykos grinned widely. "So... Why do we remain silent before the departure exactly?"  Having just been promoted from the Blood Claws, Lykos had still a lot to learn.

His pack brothers groaned and muttered to themselves in reply as Lykos began to laugh to himself.

"You've doomed us all Lykos." Sturm growled in disapproval.

"Oh please Sturm, you know there's no luck. Only what Russ and the Emperor have planned for us."

"Silence, both of you," RenJak commanded. "The Rune Priest, was in a foul mood."

RenJak thumbed a rune on his forearm and the tactical display within the Transport flashed to life, showing a three dismensional image of the city from orbit within the holo-globe. The image zoomed in until it was focused on an area less than one-hundred yards to the South of the Imperial Palace.

"We'll be making for this location," the map showed HAB Buildings and Industrial Units. Markers on the map to the east of their entry point showed the balance of there force's entry location which would provide cover for the Hunters assault.

"We'll will hit the Traitor force hard here and secure this objective point within the ruins."

Thumbing the rune again the globe zoomed in further until the pack was looking at an part destroyed HAB Building that stood 2 stories tall the all around it.

"Once inside the HAB hold the objective until Damage Company arrives."

The internal Vox crackled into life, "30 secs to impact"  The rhino accelerated to break through the blockade, crudely built across the road.

"Weapons ready and prepare yourselves for a impact lads. This is going to hurt." Sergeant Blackfang muttered to his pack.

"Okay, maybe, JUST maybe... Ive doomed us all." Lykos voice sounded worried in the darkness.

Wulf locked his helmet in place and could instantly see through the pitch dark enveloping the pack. He could see Lykos face twisted into a doubtful grimace as he pulled his own helmet on. Sturm, Ulf and the others were doing the same.

Osriks voice rang acorss the vox, uttering prayers to the Emperor, "Emperor preserve us, see us throu-"

"Silence whelp!" RenJek growled loudly cutting off Osriks prayer. "The Emperor can't hear you, nor could he save your arse if he could. You are caught, like the rest of us in the cold, uncaring hands of fate. Today we hunt and today our enemies die, or we die."