Drex honestly didn't give a crap about that old sentinel, but if Fen and his boys could get it up, then more power to them, but right now he was worried about his men, he hadn't heard anything on the comm in over an hour now, this worried him, but he still hoped they were just hiding somewhere. He always had been the optimistic type, of course, he was still telling himself that it was just a tribe they missed, this planet used to be infested with over twenty different ork tribes, they all banded together a long time ago and kill most of their population, then chaos took another chunk, but the imperium still didn't see them as worthy for supplies and reinforcements, Drex questioned his superiors sometimes, he and his men had been doing everything themselves, where was his reward for being faithful, and loyal all these years.

Drex had a seasoned squad of men, they were all pretty old, but when it came to battle, none knew more, these old timers saved his ass more then a handful of times, he respected all of them. His men were chatting amongst each other, they were talking about the old ork tribes, his first man, Renaldo had lost all three of his brothers in that fight, they all died valiantly, taking out twenty orks to each of them, that was how all Drexs men fought, by looking at them, you couldn't even tell they were blood-thirsty killers, they looked a milita of junglemen, their enemies always terribly underestimated them, that was the first step to ruin, the second was engaging in battle, the third, trying to retreat. Drex was proud of the prestige his army had worked up to, they all trained, and worked nonstop.

It was good to know that he wasn't the only one who'd become fond of this planet, he loved it, he didn't want to be transfered to some other assholes planet, he'd before he did that, he'd make sure he'd get his reinforcements, even if meant killing every chaos lord in the galaxy. His men would surely appreciate his dedication to them, and their home, well some of them grew up here, others Drex saved from the clutches of chaos, but either way it was their home now. He wondered how his men would speak of him when he passed, if they knew the bullshit he dealt with just to stay alive, he would never know, but surely they had at least respected him, even if just a little.

He didn't know why he was thinking about all this shit, he just wanted to find his snipers, but for some reason it felt as if...something terrible was going to unfold, something evil, something ruthless, he surely hoped he'd be able to stop it. He had the right men for it, but the only trouble was their lack of vehicles, and the poor amount of krak grenades, if their enemy brought vehicles into play, they'd have the advantage, but know that Drex thought about it, he remembered the baneblade his old superior used against chaos, it was still on this planet, somewhere...he'd have to find it if things went to hell. He was happy he still had Fen around, Fen had been one of his best mechanics in his five years as commander, Drex had gone through many, but Fen was still around, "Must have a horseshoe up his ass." he mumbled quietly.

"Fen, we almost there? You and your crew of pecker-woods are taking too long, drive faster!" He ordered, he always enjoyed insulting the person who he was ordering around, it gave it a more intimadating effect, or probably more of a humorous one to his men, either way he enjoyed it. He remembered one recruit a few years ago, Drex called him a pussy, and he lost it, the recruit came at Drex with a knife, Drex was laughing the entire time, and still managed to wrestle the recruit into an armlock, the recruits face was in the dirt when he started crying, which made Drex and his men laugh even harder, the recruit ran into the jungle and was found the next week, rhinoceraptors were fighting over him, it was a greusome sight, but that was the first time Drex felt guilty, in all of his life, and it still bugged him.

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