The elite Kasrkin squad reacted even faster than you did.
The moment your warning left your mouth, the Sergeant Major's Hellgun had already let out a furious roar.
Scorching laser fire surged forth, piercing through vast swathes of the surrounding forest.
The other squad members spread out into position, melta fire and lasers flashing across the snowy ground.
In the forest facing the Sergeant Major, a slender white figure standing two meters tall sprang from the shadows, evading the hail of gunfire.
You tried to aim and fire your Lasgun, only to find that you simply could not lock onto its agile, nimble form.
You pulled out several Frag Grenades, intending to use their wide blast radius to force it to stop.
You pulled the safety pins, but had yet to throw them.
Several words in an obscurely accented Imperial language suddenly burst from the slender figure's mouth. At the same time, it raised one hand and waved it back and forth, signaling for both sides to cease fire.
The Sergeant Major did not choose to stop firing. He also signaled for the other squad members to stay alert and guard against the appearance of more Heretics.
The slender figure in the narrow helmet could do nothing about it. It could only keep leaping from place to place to evade the laser beams while speaking the Imperium's language in broken phrases.
It said that destroying the supplies had merely been a personal misjudgment.
It came from the Aeldari and had been sent by Farseer Tydir to warn the Imperium's allies.
Ork Warlord Gorgutz and Chaos Lord Krell had formed a terrifying alliance that would soon pose an enormous threat to Imperial forces.
A vast number of Orks and Khorne Berserkers were advancing on the location of the Emperor-class Titan, Dominatus.
Your squad needed Aeldari assistance.
The Sergeant Major dismissed this with disdain, and his Hellgun roared even more frequently.
Taking the opportunity, you threw several Frag Grenades. Yet the slender figure in white armor used the force of the explosions to leap behind a towering tree and vanish from sight.
The Sergeant Major ceased fire. Rather than rebuking you for acting rashly, he praised you for having the talent to become a seasoned grenadier.
In the third week, your squad finally reached the location of the Emperor-class Titan Dominatus.
You looked up and could not stop marveling.
The Emperor-class Titan towering into the clouds was practically a magnificent structure comparable to a great mountain range, as well as a battle fortress with exceptionally terrifying firepower.
Your squad joined up with the other teams that had come to provide aid and received additional supplies.
Through conversation, the Sergeant Major learned that the other teams had also encountered warnings from the Aeldari.
The teams that had mistaken them for allies had suffered considerable losses.
Not only in supplies and equipment, but even in the lives of Imperial soldiers.
After a brief rest, you received a gift from the Sergeant Major.
A set of Carapace Armor from another Kasrkin squad, which would greatly improve your chances of survival on the battlefield.
Before you had time to thank him, the fierce roars of Lasguns and Hellguns rang out all around you.
Countless traces of Orks gradually appeared at the edge of the forest. Even more terrifying than the Orks, Khorne Berserkers also revealed their towering forms.
The battle to defend Dominatus had erupted with a thunderous crash.
In the fourth week, lacking the repairs and appeasement of a Tech-Priest, the Emperor-class Titan whose Machine Spirit is Displeased could not activate its void shields.
Only the Hell Cannons and Laser Blast Cannons mounted on the structure's platforms remained usable. After a more powerful Plasma Annihilator Cannon vaporized a small squad of Khorne Berserkers, it completely entered standby mode and could no longer fire.
To prevent irreparable damage from being inflicted upon the Emperor-class Titan Dominatus,
all the teams that had come to reinforce it had no choice but to collide head-on with the surging Orks and maintain a battle line.
Your squad was an important part of that defensive line.
The Khorne Berserkers appearing in great numbers among the Orks seemed to have decided that you were their ultimate target.
Every Khorne Berserker that spotted you would let out an indistinct roar, as though instantly forgetting the conspicuous Emperor-class Titan in the distance, shaking its "rabbit ears" as it charged at you.
After enduring a terrifying fright, you barely survived.
You gradually regained your composure and made a plan with the Sergeant Major.
Your squad would make use of your extraordinary "attraction" to the Khorne Berserkers.
You would lure them into disrupting the Orks' formations and draw them away from the Imperial battle line before seizing the chance to eliminate them.
From then on, a bizarre sight appeared on the brutal battlefield between the Imperium defending the Titan and the Orks.
Whenever a Khorne Berserker appeared, you would bravely leap out from the battle line, throwing grenades or firing your weapon to draw its attention.
Every Khorne Berserker would howl madly as it rammed countless Orks to death, then charged straight at you.
Once the entire squad's melta fire and lasers accurately struck its head or Power Pack, triggering a violent sympathetic detonation that blasted countless Orks away,
you would return behind the Imperial battle line, drenched in cold sweat yet frantic and calm, replenish your ammunition, and wait for the next opportunity.
In the sixth week, your squad gradually became numb and exhausted, causing flaws to appear in the plan.
A heavily wounded but still living Khorne Berserker broke through the Imperial battle line.
While causing extensive casualties, it also came before you for the first time.
This time, you finally heard its indistinct roar clearly.
"Traitor..." Its helmet split apart and brain matter streamed down as it called you that.
You raised your Hellgun and shot through its skull.
You were deeply confused.
Before you could think further, countless Orks that had broken through the line had already reached you.
In the seventh week, the Imperial relief force had suffered catastrophic casualties and was forced to retreat atop the Emperor-class Titan Dominatus, relying on the remaining weapons on its platforms to resist.
Only three members of your squad, including you, remained alive.
The Sergeant Major had half an arm hacked off by an Ork, yet he continued to stubbornly resist the enemy's assault through sheer willpower.
You instinctively counted the remaining supplies of every squad.
You discovered that the entire relief force was nearly out of ammunition and provisions.
You tried to contact the Imperial Station and request more reinforcements.
You received an unbearably grief-stricken reply from General Sturn.
The Aeldari Heretics had once again torn up their brief alliance and launched a mad assault on the Imperial Station. The Cadian Shock Troops had no more squads to send... He prayed that The Emperor would protect you all.
You ended the transmission and fell silent.
You picked up your Hellgun again, intending to detonate the Emperor-class Titan Dominatus.
"If Dominatus cannot belong to the Master of Mankind, then no force will be allowed to have it." You murmured coldly.
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