Gallus and his squad mates had been station on the Executioners blade. The reason for this was rather simple. The Alpha legion couldn’t go in force but they still wanted a eye on the ground so to speak. So they asked him if he was available. Sure enough he was. His squad had become quite the veterans during his years now. Sadly most of the original members of his squad had been either lost to enemy fire or moved up in the ranks. Even so he couldn’t help but feel that they would been good to have around him. But this squad was not a push over neither. Each a harden scout who trusted him. Before the fighting even started they been in Gallus chamber. There as they did before most battles or waiting for them to come they talked about battlefield planning.
''Alpha. I need you to be fast on calculating the wind. Beta prioritize what you think are the leaders or the enemy who is attacking our comrades. Trapper Alpha and Beta. One of you have smoke for defence retreat and the outer have for sabotage. Keep behind us when not order to do ether of this things.'' His squad nodded. Gallus nodded back and was just about to talking about the legion they would serve under when the order came. He and his squad mates quickly reformed and rushed to the Teleportarium to teleport to the right side flank of the battlefield. Well there he called out to check that all his scouts where there and this he did by the easiest way possible.
''Alpharius'' he said to his squad in a asking tone. Each responded
''Yes''. He nodded before taking his own helmet on as the teleport sequence started. The sound of the starting Teleporterium was a sound he knew meant battle. Battle meant death. Sometimes he wondered what would happen when the war was over? What could was a warrior with no wars to fight. Yet these things he let sink in to the bottom of his mind as the combat focus came in to effect. He was unsure what type of enemy they would be facing but surely they would be facing warp scum. And when facing them extreme caution was to be used. He had been spotted by these foul things even when his hiding place was per excellence. Probably because of some foul warp tirck.
Funny enough Gallus had a distaste for drop pods in general. They always seemed so loud so clumpy. As he quickly and silently teleported down to the right flank the outer scouts in the legion dispensed to assist the main assault he and his marines moved up towards a better spotting position. They found a hill overlooking the battlefield where they could target the enemy with ease. Gallus made ready his sniper rifle as Spotter Alpha and Beta got in to position behind him. A quick look over the battlefield saw the two forces fighting. One was using las-guns and was from the imperial army from what Gallus could tell. They where firing on warp spawn so clearly they where the force that they had been called to assist. He started giving out orders.
''Spotter Alpha. I want wind speed and direction. Spotter Beta. I want target's engaged with fellow brother marines pointed out first. Trapper Alpha secure our position with traps. Trapper Beta assist Trapper alpha.'' They nodded and Spotter Alpha with his cybernetic implants for calculating wind and speed and distance.
''Wind 0,6 west. Bullet effect minimum''. Gallus started to line up his shot. Spotter Beta started looking around for suitable targets.
''Fellow space marine engaged with warp scum.'' It was the captain shooting at at one of the warp spawn. Sure the bolter fire had dug deep but he was quickly getting surrounded. Foolish bravery from Luna wolfs. Not unexpected but he did not think less of him for it. Gallus lined up his target on a warp spawn approaching the captain from behind like the coward that it was. It was moving rather fast and if he missed the foul thing would surely cause the captain harm. Gallus took a deep breath. His eyes fixed on the target moving across the dirt. Its sword was high it mouth open like it was just about to send out a battle-cry. He wasn’t going let it have that satisfaction. For light a lighting bolt he would strike out of the sky.
''For the emperor'' And he pressed the trigger. The silence before the shoot always amazed Gallus. That one split second when the trigger is pressed and yet it hasn’t fired. Den the sound the sound of the rifle's bullet leaving the nuzzle at a speed faster den even his eyes could see. Den the recoil pushing agents his shoulder. Den his targets reaction. The bullet went clean though the warp creatures head and the bullet hit the ground right behind him. His shot had been true as the thing still had enough force to move forward before crushing on the ground. As quick as it started it ended. He drew back the bolt action as a enmity cartages hit the ground behind him.
''Spotter Beta. New targets'' Spotter beta nodded.