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Default 40K Vs 2K the mid eastern front.

a squale to my 40vs 2k stroy now the fight is pushed to the ork. by the way is the setting 40K or orther? i allways go 40K but is it?"

To reacap, the orks land in Turkmenistan and expand from there, they take Korean, (I may write on that some day don't count on it though) and attack China many times. They lunch a continuous invasion toward Europe but are currently held back by the forces of the EU at and around Thermopylae (The same of Spartan fame) from the north they are held back By China,and Russia. Africa was being ravaged until the US took up the slack on that front. The Pacific Islands are being taken, slowly, in a twist of fate Japan is holding out against the orks with the US pacific fleet. But a fleet of ork ships in the stolen air craft carrier sneaked past the blockade and invaded Seattle. The initial invasion is destroyed only by a tomahawk missile loaded with a 1.5 mega ton neutron bomb warhead though more orks soon landed after word. After a week of fighting a Joint US and Chinese task force takes backs the ruined hulk of Seattle.

Since then the EU pushed south and reestablished the nation of Turkey from under the grip of the orks. The US began landing a significant number troops into Israel, Egypt and Turkey in preparation for operation Desert Liberation. The plan to break the back of the orks in Mideast. The final goal being Turkmenistan, and the ork Rok with in.


John Archer watched the next load of troops unload, say what you will about the legitimacy of Israel, they know there military stuff to a par. Turning on the spot he stared into hostile territory, before him lay all of the the mid east. Iraq, Iran, all of it ork held. Save Israel,Egypt and parts of Jordan,Syria Lebanon and Saudi Arabia.

The orks were a tidal wave that swept all before them to ash's, there was nothing that could be done in those early days save stand by and let them burn it. Now we had the organization and troops to fight them on are turns not just countering them where they attacked.

John frowned in the twilight a voice interpreted his thought “any thoughts John?” not lowering the Binoculars he spoke “Colonel Bob.”
“you know I want you to call me Billy I order you.”
“yes Billy, I see camp fires, orks?” he reached and pulled the Binoculars form John
“Kommandos are to smart for fires, still we need to investigate.” lowering them “Lieutenant John gather a Humvee patrol and investigate, we have one due to set off tomorrow any way we'll just send it off early.”

there were ork camps at this close range it was clear. By now they had learned the subtle deference in types of ork troops, just Shoota boyz,a handful of Lootas and Burna's. Well they had the weapons to deal with them looking around he pointed out some rocks
“take cover behind them when the 50 cals open fire, follow suit.” they nodded and walked behind the said rocks.

“now open fire!” six Humvee 3 of them had 50 cals, 2 had Mark 19 automatic grenade launchers the last had a Minigun. The air was filled with the rapid heavy bang of the Fifty cals, which by now were a prime piece of loot for any ork there were big, loud, and dead killy.

As orks were cut down by the heavy fire the infantry tossed there weight behind it and cut the orks down in short order. As the troops looked over the dead orks for order papers, not hopefully these were Strom boyz, John went back to the Humvee “command, there were ork fires will neutralize the others then commence a standard patrol.”

“agreed, good hunting John.” and he hung up John hung up soon after “find anything?” he yelled “nope.” a guy said “right then, pile the orks onto there camp fire and lets leave,em to burn.”John thought back 5 weeks to the briefing he had been given on the subject.

“we have been running tests on captive ork specimens,” the near sighted (if the glasses were a indication) spoke at the before the 20 officer a panel. The table wrapped around the presentation in a horse shoe configuration with the scientist in the middle.

“first the biological, as you know first hand it takes armor pirceing bullets to kill them as normal ones just don't have enough punch. The ork is highly resistant to pain we have examples of orks with there heads cut of still mouthing, no air of words, cruse's at there killers for a good 280 seconds.”

“also they a have remarkable a regeneration ability.” the power point behind him shifted to show a ork covered in stitch scars “this ork had to have been sown back together, but if so then he to have had his skin sown from ribbons and yet he lives.”

“the basic biology of the orks was at first troubling, they had organs we expect, lungs, kidneys, intestines but no reproductive organs. The aswere did not come till later we found that orks kept in sterile environment rapidly got dusty.”

“when we looked under a microscope we found this.” the slide swited to a black and white image of a small thing spore then a officer spoke
“is that a spore?”
“good eye yes it is, when left alone for about a week about half of them turned in to the ubiquitous mushrooms that follow the orks, the other half were more alarming by far.”

a new slide this time a small ork crawling out of the ground. “the other half turned into eather orks,Gretchen,snotlings or any of the known 188 types of squigs and a few we don't know.”
“so wait you saying that a orks, just by being there spawns million more orks?”

“that are carried by the wind any were it may take them, explains how orks got to Australian despite the vigorous patrols the majority of these spores are released soon after death the only way to prevent this is swift burning soon after death.”

“do you recommend the re-outfitting of flame thrower among the troops?”
“I don't recommend anything military I just tell facts about orks.”
“any way the ork cell structure seems to be based on a algae explain the green color.”
“does that mean they can photosyntheses?” a voice asked
“no, err yes we don't know but we think not, they wanted to be fed but whether that means they need to I don't know.”

“that the basic facts of there physiology the psychology worse still are, when given test there responded positively only items of war. In one test we ran 3 videos past them, a nature video on squids, a, well adult video, and the episode of myth buster were they blow the cement truck. They only paid attention to the myth buster and when we moved them from container to container they are normally stubborn but when threaten by a one the contractors that got a rise out of them.”

“they quickly learned to associated a item with some other item in a standard Pavlos dog test, but only in cases where the item held value, like food and mock up of weapons. MRI scans on, restrained orks showed that orks, assuming they brain built like ares,” the slide changed again showing two brains, a orks and a humans with different areas lit up. “though the ork did not stop cursing we did mange to get him to so some basic tests it seems that orks think more with there lower more intective part of the brain the high parts are autotroped.”
“have we mapped the ork genetic code?”
“no not yet though we know this much, they have 49 base pair chromosomes and thats it.” “the orks Psychology is drawn to violence they rarely think out complex ploys they battle plan is much of just charging foreword, for example the orks when given the question, if given a choice between a big gun, a big axe or a small gun and small axe they to a ork said, take the big axe or gun, kill you and take all of you stuff.”

“we can not say they are completely like that but most are. Are biggest problem is getting orks to do the tests in the first place so we don't know all and the Gretchen are hard to get we only have one so far, thanks to Lieutenant archer.” polite clapping “seeing as how they have little standing in ork culter it should not matter.”
“is it possible we can make the Gretchen rebel against the orks?”
“I would love nothing more then to see the two tear each other up, but its unlikely. Well thats it lads that all we know, don't expect much more then just plowing straight a head but be wary, Seattle should us how effective that is and they can do more then that they just don't often.”

in the present John was trying to hold a ork back in Melee. It charged foreword straight into this M-18 thanking the fact the M-18 was well built with a bayonet lug he leaped foreword the ork swung the choppa round. John rolled under it and then fire a 3 round burst into its side.

The ork roared, tried to stand but its spine was hit John then shot its head with a desert eagle the bang echoed around the now silenced battle field. John panted hard and wiped the sweat from his brow “ok how those orks get behind us?”
“Don't know John.”
“casualty's?” John asked
“4, do we leave them?”
“no were not far from the Israel out post were take them with us. Move out.”

the Humvee bounced and shock down the road as they made there way to out post Beta the farthest point in the human expansion into ork territory sitting on the boarder of what was once known as Iraq. The trails of dust that were kicked up could been seen for miles.
“so do we'z hit dem?” the orks asked his nob.
“wait for it,” they didn't wait long “now!”

Tank busters loosed a inaccurate salvo of rockets at the small convoy they all missed. John jolted with the Humvee as the rockets landed nearby
“stop to engage the orks we need to keep this path clear!” turning to his radio man “ask HQ for fire support I think base Beta has a MLRS battery on it we hold and hit them hard!” the Humvee pulled off the road, due to constant raiding a the road when the road was leveled a shallow dip was made ether side, just enough cover.

As troop's disembarked they were meet with a new noise, the sound of roaring engines.” screaming toward them was the one part of a ork hoard that the US had never faced before, the Kult of Speed.

As war bikes roared foreword with heavy buggies behind 50Cals went to work destroy theming. But among the heavy thump of fifty, and the lighter almost clicky noise of mark 19's was a noise that sounded like a beehive in a snare drum. The minigun, its tracers lit up a perfect line of orange light.

When a 50 cal bullet hit a bike tire it made the bike flip over and though the hoard was trimmed rapidly there were to many. As Grenade launchers tore rapid holes John yelled to his radio man
“call for help we need aid immediately or were be over run!”
as the call went out the rockets landed promptly. Beta's three MLRS opened up and slammed to the heart of the Speed Freakz.

The bikers ran around the patrol guns roaring into them John fired a burst at one biker and got two rewards, first the bike exploded under him, second a bullet hit him in the head. Though his helmet cought stopped it, it still sent him reeling “commander!” a medic ran over and looked him over though John waved him away
“if I have a concussion I will pay for it latter, now it time to circle the wagons.”

another bullet pinged close
“feels like it for sure.” the medic said
John tossed his ruined helmet to one side and kept shooting into the bikers.

“thats it boyz rip em, kill em leave em for the squigs! WWAGGHH!” the nob yelled over the noise of anything the bikers made then a new noise a louder roar of a 120MM cannon.

“o zog it Roaren Killen's!” the nob yelled in dismay and close behind the one M1 were 3 of the best defensive tanks in the world, the Merkave.
Fanning out the Merkaves formed a firring line and rapidly deployed there Infantry (the Iserale Merkave can carry a small squad of troops, neat.) the bikers were soon shredded by canister rounds and driven off.
John stood up and walked over to one of the Merkaves and some men pointed out there commanding officer who was leaning out the hatch of one of the tank with a helmet one his face hiding it
“thank you for the help we would have been goners had you not helped.” he nodded
“indeed you need a lift back to base.”
“depends on how many of are Humvees are working.” a trooper walked up
“sir all Humvees working.”
“that answers that we won't need help but a escort would be nice.”
“very well.” the Humvees soon got going again only with armor support John spoke to the medic from earlyer
“well that was exciting, I hope the rest of are stay boring.” little knowing what was about to happen to his boring patrol.

In the table of the gods Tzeentch smiled it was going to plan Slaanesh asked “what will we bet on this time?”
“lets us first add to the game before we chose.” Tzeentch cackled “what should it be?” the gods looked into the crystal and Nurgle pointed one out.
“that looks promiseing I want to add that its is my turn is it not?”
“indeed it is.” Tzeentch said as he aligned the skeins of fate and the ship with it failing Gellar Field was thrust back in time and space.
“it is done they will join the game.” and my plan Tzeentch said looking as Slaanesh the most powerful of the 4 gods at the moment.”

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Ohhh, sounds intresting. Gellar fields, so I'm guessing it's an Imperial Guard / Astartes Fleet? Maybe even Primarchs.

That would be intresting.
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Ohhh, sounds intresting. Gellar fields, so I'm guessing it's an Imperial Guard / Astartes Fleet? Maybe even Primarchs.

That would be intresting.
indeed astartes it is, at the end of 40K vs 2K one i give a sneak preview.
the stroy right here
https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...933#post807933
gramemrs bad but i working on it.

i also wrote a codex for the modern humans
https://www.heresy-online.net/forums/...d.php?p=815168
i put a lot of work in this world. and i feel righful proud.

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I fully intent to prove how powerful marines are, and ream them out on there stupidtys. enjoy

The ship shuddered “commander Gellar field failing!” captain Brutara turned to the servant
“arm you selfs should the demons emerge you will need them. The ship shuddered and suddenly everything went, not black. But red as if the warp itself permeated the hull. A million multi color images flooded the back of his eye lids for only a second them it went calm. recovering his balance he spoke “where are we?”

“scanning.” a servitor said. “astronomic signal lost, planet broadcasting no known imperial signals, planet ID unknown, atmosphere survivable, temperature, wildly fluctuation in places but stable. Alert detecting signals of ork activity.”

the Captain stood up
“lets investigate one such location.” he pointed at one point just above and to the left of the land mass shaped like a revolver.
“here will do get to it I want them on the ground in less then a hour.” turning on his heel he walked to the hanger. The heels of his blue power armor clicking all the way.
The light from the Thunder Hawk reentry lit up the night and attacked many eyes
“Boss you've got to see thiz” the nob in question grabbed the telescope from the ork and looked at the light in question “while I be a one leged grot.” he threw scope down “Space Marines!”
“wot?” the nobs like most of them was one of the orks who made the trip from the 41st Millennium, a time infinitively more violent then the 20th century the orks who grew up now were, by the 41st millennium standard, weedy.
The nob jumped atop his AA gun
“dez the toughest boyz you ever seen!”
“they tougher then US Marines?” a ork shouted
“bigger badder and arder!”
“Spetznobs?”
“HA they eat Spetznobs for breakfast!” he pointed at the approaching Thunder Hawk “but to fightem we need to bring em down! Fire the gun WWWAGGHHH!”
had the gun been built by human engineers it would be called a 220MM it was built to destroy B-52's and AC-130 in one shot. Built as part of line of fortifications the Biggest gunz as it was call were just the most visible of the line built by the boss who layed claim to all of mid east, Mad Mek Gear Ead
Gears screaming and complaining loudly the huge barrel crawled up word and bellowed. Shooting a massive 4 foot muzzle flame the massive cannon fired kicking dirt up from the shock wave of its lunching. The other guns noticing the muzzle flash and then seeing the Thunder Hawk threw there gun into it.

The hawk shock as she shell though massive burst of flak though shrapnel at them keeping his footing Captain Alidone spoke to his squad “keep faith brothers we shall soon deliver the wrath of the Emperor to these xeno!”
faith does not a 220MM shell from impact. It hit the hawk disabling its engine and ripping off its left wing the hawk spiraled down word in a controlled fall the Thunder Hawk hit the ground and skidded before it stopped orks charged toword it. It stopped in a box canyon with ridges to ether side and behind it.
When the doors opened orks were crowding it. All the more to kill.
“FOR THE EMPEROR!” bolters roared into the heart of the hoard and space marines surged out as the orks came upon them they were beat by waves of bolter fire and heavy bolters the orks were driven back. Alidone walked over a dead ork and spoke to Liberian Corda
“well that went well, radios out any advice?”
“stay by the hawk, should we move they might not be able to find us to help us.” the guns roared again thankful they could not depresses enough to take them out.
“I broadcast a general distress the Emperor Absolution will pick up on it. As well as any one else on this planet.”

“any reason I was called to the radio room?” the radio man turned to face John
“I got a anomaly here your being sent to investigate command wanted you to hear it.” he played it
it was the must fracked up language John had ever heard, like the bastard son of French, English, Chinese,Russian, and a health dollop of seagull!
“what the hell is that?”
“don't know but it strong and coming form deep within ork lines.”

“I thought if we got closer those ork gun would shell us out of existence?”

“ya so you going in silent only the Humvee and one tank a M1.” during its first Reforger exercise ally s named it the "whispering death" due to how quite its turbine was compared to a diesel tank engine
the patrol set out in late evening pushing ahead from base Beta. Orks were not look at them as they were all shooting at the Marines. They were drawn to the noise of the gun fire, but it was more then ork shootas
“thats the oddest fire arm I have ever heard you? John asked the man next to him he shrugged
“never heard it before.” John stopped his patrol before a small squad of shoota boyz they were not paying attention. 3 seconds, and 24 bullets later. John look down the ridge at what the orks were shooting at.

“good god.” John said and we he was alone. Almost 120 orks were shooting at the, space ship? More importantly were the figures around it. There armor was bright blue and the fact it was armor was impressive. There guns were what was heard and they were out numbered, and holding! No one he knew of was doing what these men, of that he was less sure of by the moment, were doing ever! Hold orks back yes, but this out numbered they any one else would be cut apart in a melee charge! Even now he saw one forming and charging foreword.

Rapidly he waved his Humvee foreword they had to stop the charge before it hit them, the fact that it would be beaten back never crossed his mind.

“WWWAAAGGGHHH!” the orks charged forward Alidone raised his chain sword to meet the first ork “FOR THE EMPEROR!” slicing it out of mid air before he could get another one gun fire from the left ridge opened up. Autogun and Heavy Stubber, second line forces. The orks were caught in a cross fire now as the guardsmen crawled down the side firring the whole way hiding among rocks and rubble for cover.

He watched as one sent a heavy weapon and started to spray the hoard, odd it was like none he had seen, and what was that odd noise.
Alidone odd noise was Mark 19 automatic grenade launchers there 40mm grenades soon after the minigun kicked into gear.

As the distinctive line of tracers lit up he was now more confused then ever.
“a Assault cannon?” second line forces was now in doubt.
Then raising his sword he yelled “FOROWORD FOR THE EMPEROR! KILL THEM ALL!”

John was now on ground level as his feet hit the ground floor he was soon greet by orks a wave of loota bullets screamed toward him scrabbling he hid behind a boulder then the guns stopped turning around it he saw his first ever Ultramarine. He was tall 7 foot somethen the marine spoke to him it was incomprehensible

“come guardsmen follow me.” nothing the marine frowned clearly he did not understand he tried a few more dialects when that did not work he tried sign language, he pointed at him and at the the marines lines.

Oh that what he wanted John yelled “come on we need to join forces!” the infantry followed him and flipped over the crude walls and joined the shooting.
The orks came time and time again only to be driven back. They then were gone they had had enough for now.

John panting stood up and turned to the nearest marine “Hoora!” the marine just turned and gave him a cold look and spoke the funny language again.
“O crude,” John said they had found the a ally who could kill orks with ease but they could not talk worth a twit.

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Oh, Intresting. Out of curiousity, what chapter are they? If it's the SW, then things'll get intresting .

There are a few punctuation errors that I noticed, but it's still an enjoyable read.
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Oh, Intresting. Out of curiousity, what chapter are they? If it's the SW, then things'll get intresting .

There are a few punctuation errors that I noticed, but it's still an enjoyable read.
Ulrtra Marines, figured to go with the genric brand name. Space wolves may come in much later in the stroy line, but not in this book. by the way hows you stroy Doomsday going?

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Alidone was trying every langage he knew as he “spoke” to one of the troopers. The trooper spoke again, again he did not under stand. Turning
“its hopeless Corda, they don't under stand a thing!” the Liberian chuckled
“allow me.” he walked up to the guardsmen and listened closely this time the trooper was confused and said something as he backed of threatened. “sounds, fimilar, if they said something I read before it would help.”
“they still can't talk to us?” John asked
“yup confusing.” the tanks had been brought around the ridge and were now sitting within the space marine be perimeter.”
“never heard anything like it before. Like, I don't know a Russian dictionary in a blender?”
John chuckled “I know, they look like rejects from a star craft movie or something.” the soldier laughed
“I know, you got any idea to make conversation with them.”
“other then waiting, nothing. And maybe pray, hay whys that guy look shocked?”

“Corda is something wrong?” Alidone asked
“yes, that word pray (he said it in English rather then Gothic), it similar to word I know
“well good you can speak with them.”
“no Alidone!” he said empathetically “the language is dead! It older then High Gothic! And is only found in the oldest text's in the Imperium! I have never heard it spoke aloud!”
“then how do you its the right language.”
“the letters how the right sound to them from my steady I am 80% sure its right!”
“so if you can't speak it were does that get us?” Alidone said
“no were.” Corden said. Then he perked up “wait, I did not want to do this for fear of scaring them into shooting us but now.” he opened a pocket and pulled out a piece of paper normally used for purity seals. And wrote on it
“hay lieutenant whats this?
“whats this?” John asked he flipped if over it he had written over it in bad English, all loops and squiggles but it was there it did take him a moment to get it
“I shall perform a a action to learn you language do not be scared and do not shoot.”
John looked it over then turned to his troops
“at ease there going to do something to help us communicate.”
he then turned to the man who wrote it the one with the the cables from his head going into his armors collar. He wrote
“go ahead.”
took Corden a moment to read it, very plain, then he did it. Spraying his fingers out so that the palm sat over Johns nose he activated his psychic powers. Normally used for interrogating prisoners the power he now used to read his mind to try and find language a narrow focus so it was quick, but he missed much.
Pulling his hand, and mind, away he spoke in English (with a horrid accent) “I am Liberian Corden of the Ultramarine chapter identify your rank and regiment.”
a Liberian? What the hell's a Ultramarine? Isn't that a color? “I am Lieutenant John archer of the 9th armored Division 5th mechanized battalion.”

Corden frowned a local naming discrepancy from imperial norms
“what planet? Are you from?”

is this guy serious “earth?” John said the guy got in his face
“you lie.”
“ok. What is your name?”
“Corden, my commander is Alidone” what bad fantasy auther came up with those names John thought (I did)
“my commanders will want to me you, we need to get back to base beta.” then the real world thundered back to life.
The ork 'biggest guns' opend up and fired, still could not depress low enough. And the shells went wide.
“Corden tell the guardsmen were take the guns out. They are to help.” Alidone said Corden nodded and did
“your jokeing!” John said “it been estimated it take 3,000 men once the ork pulled up there troops to take out those gun! We tried covert operation they failed! What makes you think your were better!”

Corden spoke “we are Space Marines.” and that was it. The marines were getting ready
“your serious?” John said Corden said nothing then John sighed he had to keep these guys alive “which one are we going for.”
“the nearest one take that out and we can go to you base Beta.”
John sighed “I get my troops ready.” he walked off. Pointing to his radio man he spoke “get ready I have got a long one for command.”
“errgg dez boyz are tuff.” the ork clung to the under side of a wall unnerved
“dat nob waz not kidden!” a second said “da like nothen I ever seen!”
then a noise they did know opened up.
“gunz!” the ork flipped his gun over the wall and fired on the us troops who were pushing toward the gun.
As more ork ran to the fighting the space marine emerged. Heavy bolter thundering they pounded the hill under the covering fire the marine charged up the other slope the bigest gun between the two

“FOR THE EMPEROR!” Alidone yelled not yet knowing how hollow the cry was. He led the charge his bolt pistol cracking death. And unlike the US army who held off at a distance the kept going.

To the orks the shock of humans who truly sought combat was enough to throw them long enough for the super human marines to do slice them into chunky soup.

When the shooting stoped in front of them the us army kept it up for a moment long, the Abrums going so far as to fire a high explosive round into the wall. Then blue armored forms emerged they stopped. The marine waved them forward. “come on!” John yelled a solider to his left said
“those marines weren't kidden.” they vaulted the wall and were shocked.
Ork 3 deep coated the ground. And the marines did not bat a eye they heavy weapon troops just moving into place unfazed.
“My god,” John said Corden looked at him walked up and spoke “you guardsmen will form scouting party's and tell us from whence the orks come.”
John frowned “my men will get cut up, no.”
“thats your job, bleed for the Emperor.” Emperor? Why do I keep getting bad feelings from this. John thought.
“my job, was to get you to base Beta and ferther more,”
“Incoming!” a solider yelled
“WWWAAAGGHHH!” John looked up Storm Boyz, he hated Storm Boyz
“fire at will!” he raised is M-18 and fired it as fast as his finger could squeeze it. He took one out but it landed in front of him before it could do anything Corden acted.
His hands glowed and then erupted in flame thrusting his hand out the flame rolled forward and hit the storm boy and the 4 landing behind him killing them in flame.
“how did you do that John.” mind flashing back to a ork with green lighting running up his arms in Pineberg.
“I am a Liberian.” he said and ran off to go kill orks.” he turned just in time to see a ork land right in front of him knocking him down against a wall the ork grinned evilly.
The grinned ended with a bolt pistol round went into his head, exploded and killed him.
Alidone walked in front of the John as orks crowed him John tried to tell him but the wind was knocked from his lungs no man had ever tank, 10 to one odd of orks and won anything more then a moral victory.

Alidone stared at the ork and thrummed his chain sword to life. Putting his bolt pistol in its holster he kept staring, till they got bold enough “WWAAGGHHH!” the orks ran for word. In a wide seep Alidone cut though the axe of one chopas wood, and in a back hand drove the pummel spoke into the orks skull. Yanking it out he shoved it side ways and with a twist, one orks head came off (the one whose spike had been driven into) and another's arm went flying.

Pulling the sword back spraying blood in a wide arc he swung it forward diembowling a clumsy ork and in the same fluid move caught a orks down word chop. Not slowing he spun on his foot and, grabbing his sword two handed, drove it though a orks choper and though him. Spinning around he grabbed a orks knife and threw it lighting fast killing the ork the attacked him. Turning again to face two more orks John got his act together.
Picking up his M-18 he fired twice killing the two orks with head shots. Alidone did not notice him just plowed on word to another mass of orks then he heard Corden yell
“leave! The gun will blow!”
“these marines are nuts!” John yelled but leave he did. The melta bombs went off destroying the gun.
At the Humvee they had a problem
“how are we going to get all of us home?” a soilder asked John smiled
“I asked for help.” as orks came over the hill to avenge the lose of the gun they got a surprise, in the form of two US AH-64A Apache gun ships chain gun screaming they drove the orks back fast and hard and under the cover of the Apaches came tanks, 4 Merkaves 2 of them Tankbulance's and 4 Namers IFV's . The Biggest gunz were now perming to shoot at the new targets when a bombardment of smoke shells from forward mobile mortar carriers made them fire blind.
“Get in!” John yelled at the marines and Corden foreword it to them the marines filled the Namers to the brim the rest hanged on to the side of tanks. And they kept firring even as they pulled away.
“Come on boyz! WWAGGHH!” the nob yelled when a voice spoke “no, let dem go.”
“boss? The nob turned “but why boss why we letten dem go?”

“so dat when we do kill em it be sweeter.” Mad Mek Gear Ead pulled his fungus cigar from his mouth “get da tanka boyz ready dezz gona paint there treads red!

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a thousand knights charged forward on a thousand steeds. Before them were the foe hiding in there trenches. A line of light and tracers arced out from the trench to meet them. The scream of man and horse filled the air and then,”

John's alarm went off after only 2 hours of sleep he had a telecommunication meeting with General Ronald Piker, a new appointment by President Luther Martinez. If he had fought the battle of Seattle the Chinese would have been bombed when they came on shore.
In the modified C-AMS John stood before a TV screen showing the some what chubby figure of General Ronald it was like a full body web cam
“so what do you think of the, Space Marines? They called themselves?” Ronald asked “I read the report but you personally meet them and spoke to them a feat no one else can claim.”

John thought about it
“permission to speak freely.”
“granted,” Ronald said
“they are the most dangerous men I have ever seen. I saw one man kill 10 at once. There skill in both the range and melee arts can not be denied, but.”
“what.” Ronald said, or rather ordered
“they unnerve me, there manner of speak one told me to use me men as fire by reacon when I said no he told me “thats
my job, to bleed for the Emperor.” John shock his head
“that the kind of talk you here in a world war two movie from a Japanese officer. Or a german officer extolling the values of the Fuire.”
“those men came form one place to have there armor, and weapon that they do, the future.”
Ronalds eyes went wide
“are you sure?”
“no sir, but I can think of nothing else but,,” at that moment the door to the mobile shelter opened and in walked the man in question.
This was Johns first good look at Captain Alidone he had black short cropped hair and cold blue eyes that sat in a cold face.

Looking at the Ronald on the screen he spoke in English
“are you the commander of the forces in this sector?”
“I suppose I am, I am General Ronald Pike in command of all NATO and Egyptian troops in operation Desert Liberation. You arrival is most timely.”
“indeed we were heading to aid a assault on the Tau but his world is more doubt what is it?”
“whats what?” Ronald asked
“the name of this Planet.”
“Earth.”
“your Lieutenant told me this lie, I was unimpressed then and am unimpressed now were are we?”

“the Mid east of the planet Earth.” Ronald put stress on the world “you are here believe me or not.”

“as to here where aim, why is there a Choas banner flying over the base?”
“I won't know I am not there speak for it, Captain John Archer,” the promotion was clear “will explain it he's now are official diplomat between us.”
“if the banner can not be explained then any diplomacy between us will spout from the barrel of a bolter.” he turned on his feet and stormed out.”
Captain Archer walked out of the mobile shelter to a waiting Alidone
“Well.” he pointed at the flag of Israel “explain.”
“its the star of David the holy symbol of Hebrew.”
“it is a star of chaos.” Alidon said
“how many points does a chaos star have?”
“Eight.”
“the star of David has only 6.”
Alidone hissed at him self in his own holy zeal all he saw was a star were a eagle should have flown in his mind he saw heresy every were.
“very well then, where is your radio room your base beta will do for are base of operation for now.” not even I'm sorry John thought
“follow me.” he walked off with Alidone behind him
“So Alidone, when are you from.”
“the Planet Macragge.”
“I said when not where.”
“I know but I thought you said it wrong. The 41st millennium, why are you chocking?”
John was chocking on his own spit in shock
“your 41 million years in the future!” it was a wonder mankind still existed at that point.”

Alidone coked his head
“no not the future the date is M41. Now take me to your radio room.” what a strange man he thought. The Captain had a shocked look on his face.
“you have been,,” he started only to be cut off.
“not another word take me to your radio room I need to speak to the Battle Barge Emperor Absolution.”
“but,,” Alidone mental shock his head this poor fool did not get it. He reached down and grabbed him by his shirt and lifted him a foot of the ground
“I said, take me to you radio room and not another word.” a voice erupted in shock then he heard the unmissable sound of a auto gun being chambered.

“put the Lieutenant down!” the man said. A plucky planet then.” Alidone dropped him. John stumbled then got on his feet
“take me to your radio room.” John glared at him but led him to it
“are techs likely not going to reach your Battle Barge was it?”
“indeed.”
“well here we are. I leave you be so you can send you message.”

“indeed I will find you later.” he walked in to the room and spoke to all the technicians “focus you dish at this part of the sky he said” he rattled off a set of directions and soon a general signal went out, not strong but strong enough for the Battle Barges advance sensors.

John was eating lunch, he needed it. A thought crossed his head turning to the man next to him he asked
“what do you think of the Space Marines”
The man to his left laughed “I heard what you did to the Ork gun biggest victory we seen so far there crush em.”
“that not what I ment, what do you think of them as people.”
“don't know, nor care if they kill ork as well as they do.”
seems is worry was in the minority
before he could tell the man his worry they heard a roar like a jet engine next to you head.
John and many other ran out to see what what it was. It was like the ship he saw crashed only this one was making a proper landing.

The Thunder Hawk landed and marines unloaded, they did not pause for breath they just went to the out skirts of the base and started digging in.
John took a deep breath, he did not like what he had to do now. Turning to the man next to him
“cover me.” he walked forward toward Alidone
“Alidone.” he said as he walked forward the Marine turned and nodded acknowledgment “did you ask General Ronald if you could have you men alter are defensive lines?”
“no, but thicker lines and more guns never hurt any defense.” John had no argument to counter that.
“if this is to be your base you should talk to Ronald and so we can bring up more troops and tanks to defend it.”
“indeed, do so.” what a condescending order. But John went to speak to Ronald.


“Boss, da tanka boyz are ready to krump some eads.” Gear Ead
looked the nob over “dats a fact, you know you look good in a Deff Dread.”
“wat?” the nob was nervous he you have to earn the title Mad Mek among the orks.
“ya, smothen with four legs and pair of Killa Kannons. Dead stompy, and shooty.” he puffed his cigar into a open flame.
“umm,”
“ya, Kannons big ones.”
“boss, umm, wat about da tanka boyz?”
“wot? O dem. Let dem go! Its time to krump some ead! WWWAAGGHH!!” the bellow was taken up and soon a vast army of armored trukks and battle wagons lurched off to war turning back to the nob: “Now den,” he walked forward “about dat Deff Dread?”
That night the first the US knew of the surprise attack was when the attentive ultramarines fired upon them.

A wine filled the air followed shortly by the the roar of a waterfall and a flash of blue white light that cut though the twilight gloom.
Troops shot out of bunks sentry's managed to get alert the base moments before the Ultramarines thought the Ultramarines were first.

Soon the fair filled with high caliber death. The ork armor swung around the base but the whole time they fought the Ultramarines.
Greater warriors could only be found in possible the Space Wolves, but more disciplined could be found no were.
Lascannon screamed again each blast blew a tank apart and survivors were scoured by bolter fire.

Even as the Human (USA plus Israel) troops got into action with Missiles racing to score tank kills followed shortly by the tanks big guns soon the desert filled burning hulks of ork tanks.

But there were thousands of tons of armor and guns arrayed against them the Humans Space Marine force and they were being hammered.

Across the whole front orks who could not be held back surged forword on the West Bank were Israel once surged east across in the six day war now orks surged west. The whole of the front lit up to the roar and below of cannon, and Kannon, to Mortar and Lobba. The space Marines had kicked a hornet nest a tightly coiled ork spring and now fate decreed they stop it.

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hello. I read your story and really enjoyed it. the thought of orks in our time is well, really cool. the testing of the orks and the science of it all was ingageing. thanks for showing Isreal in a good light for once. they are a small nation constantly under attack but when they defend themselves they are critisized by the world. a couple of things that would help the story are: spelling, the right words at the right places and most of all... puncuation. please for the love of oll that is right and sain in this insain world add some puncuation so we know when a sentance starts and stopps and someone is talking and if they are happy, sad or angry or horny or whatever emotion you want to convey. the Idea of alternate history is really cool. I look forward to reading more. Adrian

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hello. I read your story and really enjoyed it. the thought of orks in our time is well, really cool. the testing of the orks and the science of it all was ingageing. thanks for showing Isreal in a good light for once. they are a small nation constantly under attack but when they defend themselves they are critisized by the world. a couple of things that would help the story are: spelling, the right words at the right places and most of all... puncuation. please for the love of oll that is right and sain in this insain world add some puncuation so we know when a sentance starts and stopps and someone is talking and if they are happy, sad or angry or horny or whatever emotion you want to convey. the Idea of alternate history is really cool. I look forward to reading more. Adrian
thank you for the intrest, when i wrote this i tryed to think what the nations would actualy do, say what you will about Isreal every tiem they fight they rip every one else a new one, but given orks i say that all the nations have to work to gether to stop them.

grammer my weak point i know, i try to work on puncuation, i sware that Heresys helped me then 3 years of english class in learning grammer.

by the way while ripping me a on grammer you misspelled all, no harm done.

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