Search and Destroy

+Sub-sector Alt Wald, Ultima Segmentum+
+Feudal world Talabecia, Imperious System+
++Apostesy Age, 5th Year++

“As of today, the 52nd Myrian Cavalry Regiment will be merging under the 518th Myrian Light Infantry Regiment,” told Elatyra to the gawking Myrian squad. “What!?” yelled Layan while looking up to the at least two-meter high Craftworlder that announced the news. “That means we have to change all our emblems and coloring to the 518th and not to mention reorganizing the officers,” told the normally reclusive heavy stubber gunner, Sind.

“Why didn’t we just fall under another cavalry regiment?” asked Layan.

“There is no other cavalry regiment in the sub-sector,” said Elatyra emotionlessly.

“B-but we aren’t light infantry”

“Do you have motorized transports or heavy armor?”

“No”

“Is most of the regiment full of infantry?”

“Yes, but that doesn’t mean”

Elatyra cut in with “So as far as the Administratum is concerned, you fall under the light infantry category.”

“We use horses and camels to travel around on the front! This regiment is nothing like the 518th”

“I am merely the messenger if you wish to file a complaint try visiting Terra.”

The quick rebuttal halted the conversation before Layan could throw more angry comments towards Elatyra. "Is there any other news, my lady?" asked Layan with the nickname she was starting to be fond of using.

"Another search and destroy mission at the town of Lieske,"

"Oh..." followed by the strong silence of morbid curiosity and the question "Why?"

"Apparently this place failed to build enough statues of our God-Emperor Vandire in time."

Layan turned around to face her squad with the stony mask of a face then addressed them to make sure Sind has extra heavy stubber ammo this time.

The villagers were gathered from the lands near this heavily fortified Inn. Lieske had ramparts, walls, and arrow slits for defense but even these things did little to stop the 518th Myrian Guardsmen. “Abur all dies volk!” begged the old man in an attempt to spare the townspeople. “What is he saying?” said Layan to the translating Eldar.

“Something about trying to save all these people, honestly the Telabecian Low Gothic is a bit too different for even me to translate properly.”

The Sargent turned around to Sind who was aiming his 7.9mm Heavy Stubber then she gave the order to fire. The stubs were fired with the accompanying sound of something like a buzz saw going off then the life of the villagers escaping from their eyes. “Find anybody else alive in this Inn and village but don’t waste ammo just use your bayonets then let the flamer pair burn the buildings,” Layan ordered while holding back something else that might have slipped out of her mouth. Breathing heavily and trying to keep herself in check the Myrian officer didn’t like acting like this. “Remember, we are here to search for anything in this area and destroy everything in this area, yes that includes the animals. So I don’t want to find another cat running around in the rubble this time.” When Layan was about to start walking around the village Elatyra called her over after listening to a vox-caster. “We have a problem,” told Elatyra before whispering the orders. “Are you sure about this?” asked Layan whilst staring into Elatyra’s eyes for confirmation.

The reply was a slow nod from the Eldar then Layan had to ask “How are we going to deal with them?” In hushed tones, they talked about this new revelation. “Naser and Fashem, get over here!” said Layan while waving them over. The two Myrian ran over with bloodlust in their eyes or childish glee. “Can you guys see that hill over there?” The two responded by nodding. “Go over there and scout ahead of the squad for us.” Then as they were heading off, Layan drew her Laspistol on her right hand and a dagger on her left. Unknowingly, Naser was shot on the back of his head as he was walking away from Layan. Fashem threw her Lasgun around in reaction to the shot and fired wildly. Three Lasbolts flew passed Elatyra’s head to her left and over Layan’s head. The Sargent tackled Fashem right into her stomach as Elatyra drew her blade. The dagger sliced into the stomach of the woman on the ground and dug up to the lungs bypassing the ribcage. Layan pulled back the dagger then crushed Fashem's weapon clutching arm with a stomp. Turning the dagger horizontal, Layan then pushed her dagger down as hard as she could into her target's neck.

Understandably, most people in the squad was shocked by this, other than Elatyra and the vox-caster. "What in holy Warp-shit did you do Sargent?!" Sind was demanding an answer.

"You can see I executed these two unceremoniously,"

"No shit!"

"I have some good news and bad news,"

Elatyra cut in with "Just tell them the bad news first"

"Um... yes, the bad news is we are all considered traitors now."

"What?!" said most of the squad in near unison.

"Good news is that the regimental commander ordered all of the 518th to open revolt against Emperor Vandire. That means I had to kill these two over here to prevent them ratting us out to loyalist,"

"Then what about our search and destroy mission?"

"Since that order was under the authority of that insane tyrant Vandire," saying then drinking water to insult the God-Emperor's name. "We no longer have to complete our mission!"

"So what do we do now?" asked Elatyra for her squad

"We regroup with the platoon then round up to kill any loyalist."