I guess you can already tell what this is about, of course it's about Guardsmen, this shows what happens when a Platoon is sent in ill-equipped for a certain task and adapts to it.
‘Retreat, back to the trenches, get out of here,’ yelled Sergeant Solaris to his squad as his squad charged across the open ground towards the flashing guns of the Tau as they ripped through his men.
‘Cowards die in shame sergeant, if you run I will execute you and you will be branded a coward,’ replied Commissar Alexander.
‘Go men, retreat, stay safe,’ continued Solaris, ‘run, kee…’
Solaris never got to finish his sentence as it was ended by the crack of a Bolt Pistol.
‘Coward, fight men, keep fighting, when we win we shall reap the glories,’ yelled Commissar Alexander to the three squads in the platoon. Alexander turned, his muscled body tensing for the slightest change. He saw the three attached Autocannon teams firing overtime. They had their work cut out for themselves.
He turned back to the gun line in front of him and sighed, more men for the meat grinder.
‘Today men, we fight, move, keep firing, make those Tau dogs limp back to their masters, we will show them what guardsmen do,’ he yelled as he saw the trenches of the Tau appear out of the smog, he drew his Chainsword and holstered his pistol, This was going to be a hard battle.
Alexander and his men crested the trenches and as the guardsmen flung frag grenades into the trenches Alexander turned to one of the sergeants.
‘Sergeant, what is the situation?’
‘We’ve lost five men from Alpha and Beta and Charlie is close to annihilated, the Autocannon teams are low on ammo and they are running high on targets,’ replied Sergeant Daniel.
‘Sweet Emperor, this is going to be close,’ swore Alexander.
Alexander then saw Guardsmen launch themselves into the trenches. The defensive fire from the Tau warriors ripped the guardsmen apart before they knew what was shooting where.
‘Move, get in those trenches,’ yelled Alexander jumping into the trench, thumbing his Chainsword’s activation rune, when he landed in the trenches Alexanders face was greeted by the barrel end of a Tau rifle, Alexander responded by flicking the barrel away from his with his blade and punching the warrior in the face, which carried the resounding crack of the warriors nose launching into the brain, the warrior stood, dumbstruck as its body was yet to realise that it was dead, the warrior pulled the trigger and flopped over. Then Alexander turned and saw the remaining fifteen men in the platoon raise their lasguns in joy, they had done it; they had taken trench twenty three. But Alexander knew that it was the beginning of a much larger battle, the Tau would release many untold threats upon their position, and this was all that was their to respond to it, thirteen Guardsmen, two sergeants and three Autocannon teams; and of course, Company Commissar Alexander Fortis.