Sael-ar

The Kriegsman stared off into the distance, white snow flurries stained red by the plastic lenses of his mask. Stamping snow off his boots, he shifted his gun into a more comfortable position. This far from the rest of the outposts, nothing ever bothered them. He and his fellow troopers were often relegated to unconventional detail attachment by the Krieg Militarum Command. In fact, as far as he could remember, they have served with 404th regulars only once at Vraks. Lieutenant KK4046696 had found it strange that his platoon was always kept at an arm's length from the Legion proper but it was not uncommon. This time, however, it was one Inquisitor Rylas who had called on them. He had requisitioned ten of the Kriegsman assigned to accompany as his personal guard to join the ongoing defence of planetoid designated "M77823". KK4046696 tilted his head, a soft buzz filling his ears. It vaguely reminded him of the hum of Eldar anti-gravity engines. Dismissing the thought, and any more of the