Hyn'sui felt the anger leave him as he slowed his breathing and let the knowledge of the Greater Good calm him from the inside. Simply put, he calmed down. Opening his cupola, he took a look around and saw the other remaining tank, though scorched. He new that he would have to be careful from now on, seeing that he was one of two armor squads still remaining. The price had been high, high indeed.
"Fkinyv 2, you have further orders." hyn'sui grabbed the transmitter, "This is Hyn'sui, go ahead."
"Shas Hyn'sui, you are to give fire support for infatry near you and hold the front of the dig site until further instructions are given." Hyn'sui looked around and saw the nearest unit was a gue'la auxilary unit. Though he didn't like the aliens, they were allies of the Tau, and he was bound by honor to help them. He dropped back down into the hatch.
"Turn 20, raise the railgun pitch 10." The tank rotated and Hyn'sui leveled the cannon at the enemy bipedal walkers apparoaching the enmy infantry. "Fire," the cannon rocked and hit a nearby walker, causing it to explode and shoper nearbye infantry with shrapnel.
"Reload, and fire." He kept firing at target after target until even his mind became numb from the repetitious process.
Savon was relieved when he saw the ominous figure of a battle suit fly into view. It landed nearby his team’s position, and opened fire on the armored Space Marines. Marking the helmet of one, he signaled the battle suit operator, who loosed a volley with pinpoint accuracy at the armored gue’la. Both silhouettes were disintegrated in a wash of explosive fire. Having a brief reprieve from the frenetic pace of the battle, Savon hailed the battle suit driver.
“Praise Tau, you arrived in time”, Savon said over his comm. link to the battle suit operator.
“If not for your marker light, mayhap I would have fared worse!” replied the battle suit operator.
Savon, a normally stern warrior, took relish in this small exchange. Two Tau warriors, on an alien battlefield, fighting for the Greater Good as a team. There was no other way for a warrior to live.
“I have orders elsewhere and must depart. For the Greater Good!” said the battle suit as he lifted off to reunite with his unit.
If Savon would ever be able to thank the battle suit squadron commander in person was a question weighing deeply on his mind. This battle had already taken many strange twists, and he wondered how he would serve the Greater Good and not die in the process this day.
“Single file, stealth formation. We are going down that elevator shaft to see what is so important as to be guarded by these gue’la super elite”, Savon whispered to his squad.
Not twenty meters into the tunnel, the deafening roar of bolter fire exploding around them erupted. Down the tunnel, the Space Marines had set up defensive positions, apparently alerted by their allies at the entrance of the Tau presence. Savon knew immediately he had to pull out, as Space Marines were master tacticians, and his team was walking into a kill box.
“Withdraw! Withdraw to the entrance!” bellowed Savon as he threw a pulse grenade down the hall, hoping to disorient the Space Marines long enough to buy some time for his teams retreat.
“Damnit! More Space Marines!” spat Savon as he took cover near the still smoldering wreckage of the elevator entrance. He had to act quickly, else his small team be destroyed in a counter attack. Savon ordered his team to disperse into cover throughout the immediate vicinity and he took cover near a small shack. Perhaps he could just withdraw his team far enough back and blow the whole tunnel with an orbital strike? Then again that might destroy whatever it is this mission was meant to recover. He had to think of something…
(ooc: sorry for taking so long to post-my computer broke...)
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