Re: A Lonely Penance: The Oral History of Warrior Shikaalgargund
Years later, the brothers had grown into strong and skilled members of the Vorox Commandos. It was the height of the Emperor Wars, and they had been fighting for most of their adult lives. Their angerak was often deployed by the Li Halan as shock troops, striking into the enemy lines from unforeseen angles and sowing death and destruction before disappearing again.
On this day, the commandos had dropped behind enemy lines on Malignatius. The mission was to clear a Decados compound. The angerak split into 6 fire teams, each with a different entry point. Shikaalgargund was distressed that his brother was in a different team, but trusted in the light of the Pancreator that they would meet again after the battle.
He followed his Sergeant to the wall and waited while a satchel charge was set, combat shotgun cradled in his top-hands while his low-hands absently caressed the hilts of his glankesh. When the charge detonated, all hell broke loose and the night sky was lit with tracer rounds. Following the shouted orders of his Sergeant, Shik rushed from cover to cover inside the compound, peppering troops in Decados armor with shot to cover the movements of his team, confident that they would cover him as well. Already, he could feel the bloodlust rising inside him as his heart started thumping in time with the rounds from his automatic shotgun. Time blurred as he fought, mowing down Decados, and when he ran out of ammo, slicing them down like a human peasant harvested a wheat field.
He howled in fury when a bullet caught his leg. Turning to the source of the shot, he found a Decados officer with the telltale haze of an energy shield around him, wildly pumping shots out of a heavy pistol and backing away. Shik leapt down the corridor like a Graa Kaal, tackling the hapless officer and snapping his neck with a sudden wrench. The sounds of combat swelled to a crescendo as a Decados heavy trooper entered the corridor, clad in a suit of exceedingly rare ceramsteel and carrying a massive machine gun. Shik crouched on the body of the dead officer, staring down the barrels and waiting for the trooper to finish him.
Two huge vorox paws wrapped around the trooper's head from behind and jerked it around to face the rear. As the body fell, Shik saw his brother's grinning face and heard him say, "Got your honor, brother."
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angerak - family or pack
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