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Sgt Colt : "Squad Leader, what's a dead Merc doing around here."

Sqd Leader: "Not sure Sarge, but he died not too long ago. According to this scan, poor bastard died instantly from a complete degeneration at cellular level.
Don't know what kind of weapon could've done that."

Sgt Colt : "Bag him and tag him! Let the science monkeys deal with him... we move on. If my hunch is correct, we are going to find plenty more."

Sqd Leader: "Yes Sarge... Lendolski! This is your lucky day... you get to bag a corpse! Rest of you..."

See Also:
The 101st StormGuards ~ Elite Centurions
Sergeant Colt of the 101st Stormguards knew that he was asked to lay down his life for the Imperium every time a mission file was placed on his desk... atleast metaphorically speaking, because he had no desk. He was a man on the go and glad to be doing something he was born for. He was hand-picked by a PALADIN to hold the line in the Battle of Orrin when he had just been a rookie in the 23rd Centurion. There were neither any veterans, nor any non-commanding officers left. It was his time and he relished it. The battle was vicious and unending... a handful of rookie Centurions and a lone soldier monk of the House of Faith was all that was left facing the onslaught... back to back, trusting in each other to hold the ground. Having exhausted all ammunition, they fought with grit, determination and their 12 inch blade. He did not care who they fought or what they fought. All he ne
About Sgt Colt

Daz Studio 4.6; LDP-R lighting; Post-work in Photoshop

Description
Sgt Colt : "Squad Leader, what's a dead Merc doing around here."

Sqd Leader: "Not sure Sarge, but he died not too long ago. According to this scan, poor bastard died instantly from a complete degeneration at cellular level.
Don't know what kind of weapon could've done that."

Sgt Colt : "Bag him and tag him! Let the science monkeys deal with him... we move on. If my hunch is correct, we are going to find plenty more."

Sqd Leader: "Yes Sarge... Lendolski! This is your lucky day... you get to bag a corpse! Rest of you..."

See Also:
The 101st StormGuards ~ Elite Centurions
Sergeant Colt of the 101st Stormguards knew that he was asked to lay down his life for the Imperium every time a mission file was placed on his desk... atleast metaphorically speaking, because he had no desk. He was a man on the go and glad to be doing something he was born for. He was hand-picked by a PALADIN to hold the line in the Battle of Orrin when he had just been a rookie in the 23rd Centurion. There were neither any veterans, nor any non-commanding officers left. It was his time and he relished it. The battle was vicious and unending... a handful of rookie Centurions and a lone soldier monk of the House of Faith was all that was left facing the onslaught... back to back, trusting in each other to hold the ground. Having exhausted all ammunition, they fought with grit, determination and their 12 inch blade. He did not care who they fought or what they fought. All he ne
About Sgt Colt

Daz Studio 4.6; LDP-R lighting; Post-work in Photoshop