Doesn't matter. It's either charge them or sit in the trench until they roll over you. A Guardswoman's life is never easy, and at least they have some Sisters covering their flank. Or maybe the Cadians are covering the Sister's flank. It's hard to tell when you can only keep track of your tiny portion of the battle. Mira urged her troops on.]
See? The Emperor even sent us his own Sisters of Battle to watch our backs! The first trooper I see lagging behind I will feed to those xenos myself!
[Look. Sometimes you have to take liberties when a lucky shot took out the unit's commissar that morning.
At the appropriate distance, the Cadians fell into a firing line and the air filled with cracking sound of lasguns firing. They were short on heavy weapons, but they could at least blunt the charge of the Kroot. No one this side of a space marine would willingly engage those particular aliens in melee range if they could avoid it.
Well this is a fine mess, isn't it? I don't suppose you have artillery of our own that you're just waiting for the right moment to pull out, do you? Because I think now is the right moment.
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Doesn't matter. It's either charge them or sit in the trench until they roll over you. A Guardswoman's life is never easy, and at least they have some Sisters covering their flank. Or maybe the Cadians are covering the Sister's flank. It's hard to tell when you can only keep track of your tiny portion of the battle. Mira urged her troops on.]
See? The Emperor even sent us his own Sisters of Battle to watch our backs! The first trooper I see lagging behind I will feed to those xenos myself!
[Look. Sometimes you have to take liberties when a lucky shot took out the unit's commissar that morning.
At the appropriate distance, the Cadians fell into a firing line and the air filled with cracking sound of lasguns firing. They were short on heavy weapons, but they could at least blunt the charge of the Kroot. No one this side of a space marine would willingly engage those particular aliens in melee range if they could avoid it.
Eventually, the swirl of combat brought Mira shoulder to shoulder with Nelia de Crécy. She shouted over the roar of battle.]
Well this is a fine mess, isn't it? I don't suppose you have artillery of our own that you're just waiting for the right moment to pull out, do you? Because I think now is the right moment.