[Nothing to be done but wait...and pray. As Nelia dragged half a woman behind cover and cursed the passing Xenos, she too bent her will towards the Exorcist battery. Those anti-vehicle rockets were the best artillery on the planet in her opinion, and if they weren't used soon...
She turned back to staunching the Cannoness' wounds even as the woman switched channel to yet another commander in the rear, calling for all the support that the forces of the Echlisiarchy could call for.
And then, with the slightest of hisses, the missiles sleeted down from the heavens onto the packed vehicles. Hammerheads had weak top armor, and they popped like firecrackers, turrets pinwheeling into the air, the formation breaking up, snarling in a confused traffic jam. The air overhead was suddenly filled with explosions as squadrons fo fighters and CAS lighters tore into their Tau counterparts, contending for control of the airspace, drawing the attention of the Battlesuits upwards at a crucial moment...
But for those on the ground, just living through the day was going to be a battle to remember. There were still Tau and Kroot and...traitors on the ground. That squad there was humans in the wrong colors, the wrong style of armor, and certainly the wrong place to be Guardsmen. THEY had earned a special hate from the Imperiums soldiers, and scarcely had that squad dismounted before they flashed into vapor from a hundred lasguns, beating out the bolters by a fraction of a second.]
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She turned back to staunching the Cannoness' wounds even as the woman switched channel to yet another commander in the rear, calling for all the support that the forces of the Echlisiarchy could call for.
And then, with the slightest of hisses, the missiles sleeted down from the heavens onto the packed vehicles. Hammerheads had weak top armor, and they popped like firecrackers, turrets pinwheeling into the air, the formation breaking up, snarling in a confused traffic jam. The air overhead was suddenly filled with explosions as squadrons fo fighters and CAS lighters tore into their Tau counterparts, contending for control of the airspace, drawing the attention of the Battlesuits upwards at a crucial moment...
But for those on the ground, just living through the day was going to be a battle to remember. There were still Tau and Kroot and...traitors on the ground. That squad there was humans in the wrong colors, the wrong style of armor, and certainly the wrong place to be Guardsmen. THEY had earned a special hate from the Imperiums soldiers, and scarcely had that squad dismounted before they flashed into vapor from a hundred lasguns, beating out the bolters by a fraction of a second.]