Dawn of War II

Author:Chris Roberson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2011-09-08T13:07:14.274808+00:00

Chris Roberson « Dawn of War II»

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BATTLE-BROTHER VOIRE AND the rest of Third Squad were making their way steadily south-west, heading ever deeper into the shadow-laced forest, when they finally made enemy contact. They had reached a wide clearing, able for the first time in what seemed hours to see the sky unobstructed above them.

'I'm picking up movement,' Brother Cirrac voxed, studying his auspex.

'Which direction?' Voire replied, his bolter raised and ready.

Cirrac pointed into the shadows of a stand of trees ahead and to the left of their current path, the boundary of the clearing in which they stood.

'Human?' Voire asked.

Cirrac shook his head. 'Too small, too many of them.'

Voire was thoughtful. 'Could be native fauna.'

Cirrac nodded. 'Possibly. With the high amount of plant matter in between us and them it's hard to say.'

Voire motioned the rest of the squad forward. 'We need to check it out. Cirrac, I think the honour should be yours, as spotter.'

'Should I thank you?' Cirrac jibed, slipping away his auspex and drawing his bolter. 'Somehow it doesn't feel like I should.'

As Brother Cirrac ghosted forward towards the stand of trees, hardly making a sound, Voire instructed the rest of the squad to fan out in an arc facing the treeline. If Cirrac did manage to flush something out, they would need to be in a position to deal with whichever path it took.

The blood-red of Cirrac's power armour looked almost black in the low light, even with the Astartes' enhanced vision augmented by their helmets' visors, a shadow merging with shadows as he slipped through the trees and into the darkness beyond.

The Blood Ravens of Third Squad waited in silence for any response from him.

In the next moment, the thunderous sound of bolter fire cracked the silence, and Cirrac crashed backwards through the trees, firing into the darkness as he withdrew as quickly as possible.

'No,' Cirrac said through gritted teeth, 'definitely not native fauna.'

Even over the sound of Cirrac's bolter fire a chittering sound could now be heard, starting softly and growing ever louder, sounding like bone clicking against bone, like countless teeth gnashing again and again.

'Report!' Voire voxed, aiming his bolter at the trees. 'What did you find?'

'Trouble,' Cirrac answered cryptically.

Before Voire or the others could respond, the trees ahead of them shattered like kindling. Out of the ruined foliage burst a swarm of rippers, exploding into the

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