Legio XVIII Ultra, choose his fate

[Arcadius Solisto]

Hot wind blew into the face of the Seargent, as he gave a last glance upon his men, 7 marines, armed with their bolters, low on ammo, facing the foul Necrons...

- Ready your weapons men! - yelled the Seargent, raising his power fist high, the sun light hit it, making it shine with a spectral light - For the Emperor! - as he took his plasma pistol and pointed at his enemies, who slowly advanced towards the fronline

That moment he remembered every second of his life, his service as a scout and how he raised himself to the ranks of Seargent, It was a beutifull way to end his service to his Emperor... - I wont go without getting my share of alien scum... - he wispered to himself, as if there was anyone listening.

The Necrons were already at range when the Seargent awekened from his thoughs, his man firing at them, useless bullets flew over the field and hitted the immortal aliens, painless, relentless, mindless...

- By the Emperor's will be purged! - his men yelled, as the ammo grew even shorter.

Necron Wraiths flanked them, taking down two of the valiant soldiers, whos blood spilled on the floor as a fountain, screams of rage and pain came as their foes took down one by one, leaving a wonded Seargent on the middle of the the field.

The seargent barely stood in his feet, as he felt the cold kiss of Death closing, he closed his eyes and charged at the aliens, gauss rifles blazing towards him, he felt nothing more then rage... was it the end?

 

CHOSE THE SEARGENT'S END will he live? will he die? that is for you people! hope you like it!

[Leonaides]

he never though it would end like this

My only quibble would be this is how every marine expects to die, weapons in hand, and an enemy before them and the Emperor at their shoulder