History leading up to the battle: The lines are spread so thin that the assault will brush aside anything. The imperial hopes to hold 2 regiments in reserve to counter the threat before the damage is done.

Details: You are either an ambushed chaos traitor or a concealed Imperial guardsman fighting in the upperhive of Hades. There is no killing other players unless they allow it. I control things as in what goes and what doesnt or like Vogen this will soon be a shit storm of spam.


Choices: Imperial guardsman of the Death Korps, Joupal iNdenterured squadrons, Ash waste storm trooper or Steel legio imperial guard.

name: Lokaz

Age: 27

Rank: Luitenent

Race(including Force): Human 88th Death Korps

Weapons; Lasgun, bolt pistol, frag and karak grenades, heavy knife and medical kit.

History: Lokaz was vocal in the first raids on Hades but with the lines so thin was forced into lightning raids on reinforcement chaos hordes. Along with a number of Imperial guard lucky enough not to get killed in the onlsaught, Lokaz was there to supress the forces using the element of suprise.


Join up and decde the fate of Hades and the rest of Armageddon either for or against B)

Sorry i forgot: To make it fair only guardsmen or a storm trooper whether for or against chaos. This makes things smooth. Think of it as a flanking move by chaos without the support of any chaos marines only ramshackle tanks and infantry. The imperial lines have tanks that are destroyed or un usable.

Finally no more then 3 posts a day because of time differences and so everyone can keep up to date.

Cheers :D

Name: Jiros

Age: 29

Rank: 2nd Lieutenant

Race: Human

Class: Death Korps

Weapons: Lasgun, bolt pistol, pack of grenades, basic supply's, sniper rilfe with armor piercing bullets, 2 light knives 1 heavy, medical supplys


History
Jiros was 2nd lieutenant to Lokaz, he had been fighting beside him since he was 25. They had gone everywhere to where they were ordered, always covering each other and giving support. This battle they were in was about to get hectic.

Im keen

Name: Farook Sandmase
Age: 29
Rank: Troop
Race: Human, one of very few remaining 43rd platoon.
Weapons: Lasgun(very limited ammo left), bayonet, food, small medi kit.
History: Lately Farook has been fighting off the traitors alongside his remaining 43rd platoon, most of them ran or were killed. Farook has been shot twice in his shoulder but only one round managed to penetrate the armour plate but he still only has very minimal use of his right arm.

Cant wait should be good, if i can keep up with all the posts. :lol:

The battle begins. Feel free to join in :rolleyes:

Loakz watched the trators walkingpast. He stood in the shadows as nighttime covered hades once again. Looking through his scope he watched the hordes marching on endlessly paying tribute to the infamous leader. Joupal indenterred fired at the hordes but it wasnt enough to make them halt their advance.

Lokaz leaned over the balcony placing his lasgun on the stand aquired during the first wave. He opened fire on the troops to the left of the ramshackle lines of leman russ battle tanks. Many fell out of sheer suprise and most feared retribution from their own leaders.

Once his clip was empty he stood up and ran from the room followed by missiles and intense small arms fire. Reloading he ran back and opened up yet again. Accuracy was not an issue with such bunched up troops with no where to run anything wold hit someone or something.

Jiros was nearby his lieutenant, Lokaz, he had his sniper rifle out and was picking off the leaders and ranked officers. Fire after fire they fell, their heads a blood mess or a huge gaping wound in their chest. Every time he saw a rocket launched aimed near his Lieutenant he would blow the person apart with sniper rounds. He saw a tank nearby and zoomed on barely being able to see the driver. He switched to armor piercing bullets and took a couple shots. The tank all of sudden stopped and Jiros knew he had hit his target.

Farook lifted the last peice of concrete from his body, he had been trapped in the same position for days under the fallin peices of what was once building san212. His body was numb and hungry. He had layed there silent for days, line of sight of the traitor and mutant hordes only blocked by a half buried drum which hid his head.

He dusted himself off, and picked up his equipment. He had very little ammo left and the traitor horde was only metres away. He scurried behind the rubble and pumped the rest of the half empty clip into the brainless mob of decaying flesh puppets.

He nudged something with his foot as he ducked out of sight and looked down...........

ILL POST MY CHARECTER SOON ;)

Jiros was still blowing away the enemy when he saw a fellow soldier. IC:"Get out of there! I will cover you".
Jiros started to blast away the ones near him. The enemy was numours and Jiros started to run out of ammo.

Frag missiles pounded the building Lokaz occupied. Shrapnel shredded the gothic styled interiro of this magnificently architectured masterpeice, and yet its ancient foundations stood the force. Realising should he stay he was destined to die lokaz ran down the stair way and out onto the alley way. An imperial Vox-caster stood in terror. Lokaz pushed him forwards down the alley way. Their position now revealed slugs and missile rounds rikocheht off the narrow walls of the alley way.

As they entered the street the soldier next to lokaz took a hit. He fell on one knee and dropped his rifle. Lokaz grabbed hm from the scruff of the neck and dragged him along the road firing his bolt pistol in the other hand. Reaching an intersection missile rounds now came from both directions. One landing directly behind Lokaz sending hiom to the ground unscathed. He continued on, his burden not so heavy when Lokaz realised the body he dragged no longer had anything below his bottom ribs.
Lokaz carried on knowing dwelling on the matter would cause him to lose his own life.

Whoa damn this is getting really good! :D


Jiros aimed his sniper rifle and blew the head off the last officer in his vision. He strapped his sniper rifle on his back and pulled out his Lasgun. He ran to the balcony then looked to a nearby building, one below him. He jumped from the balcony as a rocket hit it. It exploded and rock fell to the ground below. He landed on the building almost breaking his leg. He stumbled and ran across the rooftop. He stopped at the edge and raised his gun. He started to blow the enemy away when a bullet came whizzing. It smacked him square in the chest and he fell to one knee. He raised his lasgun and shot another two as another bullet smacked him in the chest. Pain came across his face and the wound was serious. He reached into his shirt and pulled a picture of his family out. Blood ran down his arm and went on the picture. Another bullet hit him and he collasped. He fell over the edge and hit the street below. Silently his body lay there..........


(Im not dead)

Lokaz was pinned. He holstered his pistol and drew his lasgun. Laying next to him was a lasgun from a dead traitor. Clenching the ammo lokaz set the gun to detonate and lobbed it behind him. It detonated with a bang sending a chunk of yet more traitors to their deaths. Lokaz stood pumping rounds into the dust cloud raised by the explosion.
He ran clambering over a ramshackle russdropping a grenade down a small hole in the hull.

Farook looked down, it was what looked like, the remains of a fellow Platoon member. His face too mutilated to recognise who exactly.
Farook snatched the lasgun from the bodies clutch and emptied and kept the ammo and ate what was left of the troops rashins.

......he loaded his lasgun and swallowed the last peice of food. Then took off through the wastes and spilt chemicals to the flank of the enemy, he popped of shots at the incoming hordes from his lasgun as he clumbered over the rocky terrain.


He needed support soon or the relentless mobs of insane Traitors and filthy mutants may over run and kill his outter flank.

Lokaz had momentarily halted the advance by destroying a tank. He quickly ran from the building down the side way to enter the other side of the block. He was met by a missile which missed, and sent rubble in every direction. He peered through his lasgun looking for targets.

name: Tsunai

Age: 21

Rank: Storm Trooper

Race: Inquisiton: Libero Donamis

Weapons: Hell gun, bio-scanner and fragmentation grenades
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Tsunai pushed away the last peice of metal that was weighing him down and examined his surroundings. It looked like when his detatchment's airship got blown down, everyone had died. He stood up and saw that in the distance the fight was still raging and that the guard needed assistance. He picked up his hellgun and ran towards the battle.

"In the name of the emporer. I will cleanse"

Jiros awoke. He was in agnoy. The battle had died down a bit around him and he could see the main portion was further ahead. The army had been pushed back. He picked up his blood splattered picture and put it away. A tear came to his eye as he relised he may never see them again. He picked up his lasgun and ran into cover. He pulled out banadges and wrapped them on. He quickly pulled out some food and ate it. He then took a swig from his flask. He saw some traitors running nearby. He stood up raising his gun. He smashed the window and shot a couple from the group. He ran out of the building and shot the rest. He heard shouting and came to a group of troops. They all looked in-experienced and had lost a fair bit of their squad.
IC: Jiros yelled over the gunfire "Where is your squad troops?"

One of them pointed at a nearby body. Sand exploded over them as one of the sand bags were shot. The troops were hiding behind the sand bags and were cornered. One of the privates were screaming. Part of his leg was blown off and he was laying in the open. Jiros grabbed him and dragged him inside the nearby building. There were bodies everywhere.
IC:"MEDIC!".

He shot his rifle again and again. Many fell but they just kept on comming. Lokaz was running out of ammo quickly and needed more to stay alive much longer. He ran out in front of the advance pumping bolt pistol rounds into the enemy. As he ran into a building he found a dead private from the joupal and scrounged what ammo he had left. He then awaited their tide as he heard them just outside the door of the building.

He could faintly hear the Buzzing of a radio system near by. Then he caught a quick climpse of a squad of troopers huddled amonst the debri.
Farook quickly headed in their direction, incoming fire passing over head. He fired several Lasbolts ripping into a near by traitor squad easily ripping straight through them all.

He entered the battle pumping hellgun rounds into a nearby traitor. As he reached for his grenades he saw a small number of guardsmen, thinking that he may actually have some support he ran to them but got cut off by lasgun shots barely missing his head. Tied up by the oncoming hordes he tried to get to the guard.
It was too late.
Just as he finished off his last traitor that was keeping him away from the men, a large bang erupted throughout the battlefield and withing seconds those guardsmen were dead as their screams echoed through the night. :(
"Damn those infernal creations of chaos, although I may not stand a chance, I will kill those infernal creations... In the name of the emporer..."

Jiros layed the private down and ran outside. He saw a nearby squad of guardsman get torn to shreds.
IC: "Come on boys, lets get those bastards!".
Jiros charged forward with a small group, only a few followed. They got within range and opened fire blasting parts of the group away. A couple mutants charged up and lept on top of some of the privates. They screamed as they fell to the ground having their limbs ripped off. Jiros raised his lasgun and blasted one of them away. Another one jumped onto Jiros. They wrestled then he held it down by one hand around its throat.
IC: "DIE YOU BASTARD"
He had pulled his bolt pistol out and had it one the creatures head. He started to open up fire on its skull blasting brains everywhere. He stood up and shot the body a few more times. He walked over to the last mutant and gave it a good kick in the head. It fell back off another private and he raised his bistol blowing its head apart. He walked up as its body was still twitching and stoppmed on its head crushing all the life it had in it. The group had been hurt badly and they ran for the nearby sandbags.

lokaz stood at the door, bayonet at the ready awaiting the tide of traitors. The first one through the door way met its end with lokas's knife through its head. Behind that the second traitor was stabed in the chest and fell silently to the floor. There was no 3rd traitor so lokaz fell to his knees scrounging what he could from the 2 dead chaos. A grenade landed near his fett. He lobbed it out the door hitting the side of a russ before blasting a hole the size of a helmet in the side. traitors surged at lokaz. He readied his lasgun and poured a clip at the first 10 and grabbed the dead traitors lasgun and poured yet another. He was now severely cut off and needed releif otherwise he was going to die-

Tsunai ran into cover from the many lasguns of the trators. He stared at his bio scanner whilst he tried to regain his breath.
"What!!!"
It had shown that there were no imperial troops within range...
"Cursed heretics... looks like im going to die here..."
He slumped into the corner of his hiding place as the inevitable fell upon him.





OOP: Somebody help me!

Jiros saw a guardsman running for his life, being chased down. They were about 10mins away and were down the street.

IC: "Come on brothers, time to wreck havoc".

The group charged down the street shooting all in their way. They gunned down a fair bit of traitors. Jiros had them all run behind a small ammo dump.

IC: "Soldiers stay here and hold the poistion, i'll save the officer".

He ran just out of sight of the enemy. Jiros came to the backdoor of the building and kicked it open. He ran inside to find a guardsman officer, with a look of derpertaion on his face. Jiros reached his hand out.

IC: "Sir, come with me, its not safe here".

Jiros heard the door and explode and turned around to see some traitors. He raised his lasgun and started to shoot.

Lokaz ran forwards all guns blazing. He bayonetted a traitor and lobbed a grenade at a group of onrushing traitors sending them all to the ground wounded. He continued on down the street to find 2 imperial troopers standing talking.

Lets go boys said Lokaz ntoicing a private and a sergeant standing on the street corner. Lokaz pulled a mazeret bag from the ground loaded with ammo and slung it over his shoulder. He took a clip and pumped a few rounds into a nearby agitator pointing in the direction of lokaz.

Lokaz ran to a building and up the stairs followed by jiros and tsunai. There they awaited death or glory.

He reached the small squad and crouched down with them reloading his lasgun and firing off a few more rounds. He leaned towards the Officer without looking "we need to move up onto the frontline, we can not stay here, we need to call some heavy support and bombard their huge mobs that are covered by their pitiful tanks".
"Come on MOVE MOVE MOVE" the soldiers got to their feet and scurried up closer to the enemy.

Jiros took the order from Lokaz.

IC: "Sir's we must get from here, I have a squad waiting nearby, they will help
you escape. Sir's, I lay my life down for you to use, don't waste it".

Jiros heard some noise and smashed a nearby window. He aimed his gun down and killed the enemies trying to enter the building. He saw a nearby mob so lobbed a grenade into them. They were blown apart. He heard smashing and turned around. A grenade had flown through the window and landed at Lokaz's and tsunai feet. He ran forward and tackled them both at the same time throwing his body ontop of theirs. The grenade and exploded and the 3 men were thrown. Lokaz and tsunai were unharmed but Jiros layed there almost knocked out with his back full of shrapnel.

No one else shall die" screamed Lokaz. He grabbed jiros by the scruff of the neck and pumped rounds into the onrushing traitors as the 3 of them made their way to the battle. Lokaz was a strong man. He heaved jiros over his shoulder and ran in the opposite direction dispatching traitors on his merry way.
Tsunai ran beside him, taking more care with his shots. They reached a distinctive junction. It had a statue of admiral Quaren in the centre. Lokaz was posted to this exact junction in the days leading upto the invasion.

They were just under 100 metres from the concerntration of the seige and needed to get there a.s.a.p to remain a chance of surviving. The choas horde had begun breaking through the defences. Lokaz dropped jiros who had come to and poured rounds into the unsuspecting traitors. The horde was still 4 kilometres from the city centre. Earthshaker platforms bombarded the first through the defence. Jiros suddenly kneeled and pulled both lokaz and tsunai into a nearby fox hole.

The real battle was about to begin.

Jiros could barely keep awake. His back bleed badly. He pulled some banadges out and wrapped them around his chest. He picked up his lasgun and he prepared. He looked out of the fox hole for a minute and could see the overwhelming enemy. The squad he had told to hold the postion were still there. He picked his com up and radio a message.

IC: "Guardsman, this could be our final battle, but you shall not die here, get out of here I will move on without you".

After a few minutes the group was running off and their position was overrun but they were safely away.

IC: "Sir's, I can still serve, I understand that we have to get to the defensive line, I don't know where to go. Lead the way and I will keep you protected with my life, I swear on my honour, you won't die before me".

"Man, I never thought i would die this way... Yes, for the emporer... but never by the hand of chaos... why?..."
"bleep bleep bleep"
A small green light appeared on his bio scanner, a freindly troop! He tuned into the areas frequency on an old comm link on a dead IGs body and sent out a desperate signal.
"Help... Need assistan... Forces closing i... Need backup around ruin 207... respon... hel..."

Lokaz was disorientated from the mass explosion of imperial artillery. The artillery itself had shattered the enemy tanks and troops. The second wave rushed on. Jiros was in no condition to fight and tsunai was twidling with buttons on his auspex out of desperation.
Lokaz went solo. He ran into a firing position ahead of his companions. He stood there pumping rounds into an enemy that didnt know he existed. Joupal troopers scattered ahead of the enemy. Only a handful made it to cover as 10 fell before the might of numbers arrayed against them. One of the troopers fell near Lokaz who grabbed the man and pulled him out of the firing line. He was going to die, it was only a matrter oif time.

Lokaz removed the mans armour and revealed his concealed plasma pistol. Removing it from the dieing man desperatly clutching his wound whilst gasping for air. The second wave was almost upon Lokaz. A leman russ moved forth sending a shell into a building and cruishing a lone Joupal trooper. The revealed side armour was considerably weaker than the front. Lokaz aimed for a fuel canister on the side and popped off a shot.

It hit the canister and went straight through it erupting in a wall of flames which consumed the guardsmen surrounding it. Lokaz ran forwards once again to attempt to halt the horde on its advance towards the hold.

Jiros heard gun shots. He stood up and ran out into full view. He pulled his lasgun out and opened fire onto the oncomming horde. He shot and shot until his gun ran out of ammo. He reached for his ammo and felt hot red pain in his shoulder. He dropped his ammo across the ground. He ran for the nearby wall and sat down. He wondered to himself what he was going to do. He saw a squad of men running nearby. Running for their lives. He saw something big and terrible chasing them. He stood up and pulled his bolt pistol out. He aimed and shot as many times as he could. He pulled out 2 grenades as it turned around and he threw them at the creature. He ran and leapt to the ground as the explosion went off. Guardsman and the creature were blown apart.

Farook saw Lokazs lasgun fire and ran the small sqaud towards him. Releasing mass amounmts of fire into the slowly decreasing sqaud. He unclipped a grenade and threw it at the last traitor from the squad tearing his legs and half his body away.
The captain besides Farook fell to the rubble torn road clutching at his neck. Only 300 meters away from Lokaz, the sqaud kept running, trying not to think about there dying captain they had just left on the road.

Lokaz lay in the hole clutching his long barbed knife. As far as he knew the traitors thought he was dead. He dared not gaze over his fox hole as the sounds of traitors could be heard just metres away. He heard imperial battle cries in the distance. He gazed over the hole daringly to see the traitors ready to open up on the fanatic guardsmen making a valiant and stupid attempt to grab glorey.

Lokaz stood up and unsheathed his knife skewering a traitor and turning las fire on 3 more. Niow just 100 metres away the imperial troopers opened up shredding 11 traitors leaving just 7. The agitator bellowed and threw his bulk at at Lokaz who moved suddenly and with his lasgun arm jabbed the man in the neck.

He fell to the gorund without a sound. His 4 comrades jumped lokaz. The first was killed with a swift but ruthless swipe across his neck. The second was too close to kill and leaped at Lokaz. He grabbed his plasma pistol and shot the man in the face at close range kleaving a hole in his head the size of his fist.

The 3rd was killed by the same blast as he was leaning over his dieing comrade. He wasnt dead but severely wounded. The 4th attempted to run but was cuaght behind by precise lasfire.

Lokaz jumped back into his fox hole and awaited his meagre reinforcements who were saved by lokaz and his heroic actions.

Jiros ran past the last of the dying squad. One of them looked plagued and grabbed onto Jiros's leg. The men said help me, and Jiros aimed his pistol and placed a bullet in the mans head. He continued to run and was checking his radar. A message came over his com. "All of you...that are out there...*Static* We are preparing a large army to come in as reinforcements, those of you that have no squad proced to *Cordianates* Over and out".
Jiros stood up and checked his radar, it wasn't far, he started to run torwards the area.

In about 10minutes of non stop running he found a dropship. Reinforcements were pouring off it. There were about 200 men and 3 tanks. About 100 of the men were troops that had received the message. A man stood with a bit of parchment yelling out for officers to procced forward. Jiros walked forward.

IC: "Sir, 2nd lieutenant Jiros, I lost contact with my team not long ago".
"Alright soldier, you with captian Vice, take your commands from him, once he died your in charge, now move to your squad".

Jiros made his way over to a old vertran. The vetran had a name tag saying Captain Vice. He commanded a squad of 15 men. "Lets move out maggots, we have a battle ahead of us. Those of you that are new to this squad, we don't tolerate traitors or those that run from a battle".
Jiros moved next to the man and the man gave him a knowing look. They ran off down the street from where Jiros had just came from. The reinforcements were going to be the new cannon fodder............

"Captain, Lokaz 88th death korps." Were in trouble sir the fornt lines are broken we need to get there quickly to set up a defence or we'll get hammered."

"Aye the luitenent, Captain stone 33rd steel legion." Whos your C.O?

"Don't got one, he was killed this morning sir, we gotta make a move."

Lokaz signalled the direction and followed the captain to his heavyily armoured chimera. Lets move! Captain stone and his men marched at full pace towards the front. Sitting atop the multi laser lokaz pointed at the oncomming horde.

Lokaz grabed his lasgun and poured fire into the traitors who fell horribly under intense fire from 200 surrounding guardsmen. Lokaz signalled the go ahead and once again the tanks surrounded by guardsmen churned forwards at full speed.

The combat was now in sight. The 2 leman russes sent shells into the horde around the beleagured defence. Hundreds of traitors were sent hurtling in the air all of them now dead and or dieing.

Follow me signlaaed stone as he and his men went forth at the enemy at full speed.

As Jiros ran with the squad he put more bandages on. They came to a group of chaos marines and a rhino tank. One of the soldiers pulled out an rpg and shot at the tank. The rocket swirled and hit the tank causing a massive explosion. The squad ran forward opening fire on the remaining troops.

Name: Hicrovich Zlatovich

Weapons: Standered shock troop weapons.

Description: He is a proud filled cadian 8th, 3rd company , 6th platoon shock trooper. This man stands 6.4 foot off the ground and has a goatie. His Basalisk armour is serverly worn and torn and he does not look like a friendly guy but he is.

History: Hicrovich was first assigned to go through the training and DNA malipuation to become a Space Marine but he refused. He was born and raised on CAdia the fortress world. He was taken into the cadian 8th by Urserker Creed ( cant spell it) himself for rumours have spread about his unatural reflexes and strenght. When he was taken to the barracks he was trained with the outmost concentrated officers. When he was ready he was sent into the eye of terror for an extracion mission, 4 plattons were captive for a hungry bloodthirster after this mission was successful he was ask to join the high anacrchy of the imperial guard to defend to his last breath the holiest of holy, The Emperor but yet again he refused an offer any man would die for and now he has been the loyalist soldier for the imperium ever since!

Hicrovich jumped out of the thunderbird drop ship and felt the cold hard gravel of Amregeddon on his boots. "Damn'" he said as he thought of the many better things he could be doing right now. "looks like its time go and kill some xenos," smirked hicrovich as he moved out. (what a cocky bastard lol)

Jiros ran forward with his lasgun out. IC: "DIE YOU BASTARDS!".
He ran forward shooting everything that wasn't part of his troop and that was still moving. Soon the smoke cleared and there were bodies everywhere. Jiros felt a hand grab onto his leg and looking down he saw a traitor begging for mercy. He raised his gun up and shot the traitor apart.

Hicrvich spotted an enemy squad ahead. He double checked his lasgun was ready and opened fire on the foul xenos. The xenos fell before his lasgun. Adrenilin had enetered his body as the last ork scum fell to his death. He moved on...