Operartion Phoenix: Manhunt


Operation Phoenix: Manhunt

KMFDM: "ULTRA" _NIHIL_

Sheridan considered his plight.  Trapped in the apartment building,
with X'hirjq rapidly approaching.  The roof, he figured, would at
least give him a good layout of the terrain and a decent sniper's
nest.

So Sheridan carefully attempted walking up the stairs, which didn't
work very well.  By the time he hit the sixth step, the ricketty old
staircase gave out under the weight of his considerably upgraded Wrath
of Arioch battle armor. "Oh well, time to fight my way out..."

Sheridan charged out the back, through the wall next to the door.
A wall where a lizard was waiting in ambush.  The squashed
X'hirjq's partner screamed a war cry and pulled the triggers on her
plasma pistols.

Sheridan was amazed at how powerful the pistols were, but he had no
time to think tech right now.  He fired up the jump jets and vaulted
above the lizard, firing a burst from a retro-fitted Storm Bolter
(which he had put in rather than keep the Big-Mac Attacker which was
originally in the arm mount), and noted with some satisfaction how the
bolts detonated under the skin and bone, sending little chunks of
X'hirjq guts and gristle all over the alleyway.

<Greetings Sheridan.  I see you are adept at killing our scouts, no
let's see how you fare against true warriors.>

Great, they got "true warriors" after me now, thought the daemon.
Let's see how they react to this...

<TRANSLATED FROM THE ORIGINAL X'HIRJQ>
"Come and get me, you reptilian bastards!  Send all of your warriors,
I shall rip out their hearts and eat them raw, sending their souls
screaming into the depths of hell!"
<END TRANSLATION>

White Zombie: "Super-Charger Heaven" _AstroCreep 2000_

Silence

Silence

Sheridan lept through the window of a neighboring builing just in time
to avoid getting drilled by a hail of ion bolts.

"I think I pissed them off" he muttered as he ran for all he was
worth.

He could hear the heavy footsteps of other power armoured troopers
behind him, and he knew they most certainly were not friendly.

Sheridan lept out the window and dropped a melta bomb with a proximity
fuse as he rolled and continued running.

The Aa'iei warriors were moving at a fast rate.  So fast the lead
X'hirjq didn't notice the small metal tube... until it blew up
underneath him.

The other 7 exoskeleton clad warriors came to an immediate halt and
scanned the area for more incendiary devices.  Finding none, they
resumed the chase.  There was not enough of the strike commander's
adjunct's body left to disintegrate it.

--MEANWHILE--

Charn'El and his two apprentices watched the action as it unfolded.
The two younger Lyrans could not help but see a smile cross their
master's face when the Exo-Armor clad X'hirjq was reduced to slag.
"Sheridan shall make fine sport indeed.  Let us follow them."

--MEANWHILE--

<Commander, the quarry is being forced to our location, as was
expected> said a X'hirjq wearing a suit of Medium Battle Armor.

<Of course.  The Daemon is so predictable.  He shall be no match for
us.>  With that, Commander V'getz activated the cloaks on her Devourer
class Super-Heavy armor.

<You three, ensure that Sheridan comes here.  I want to be the one to
remove his head>

<By your command, commander>

With that, the three Medium power armors rushed forth to intercept

--While that was going on--

*Judas Priest "All Guns Blazing" _Painkiller_

The X'hirjq lept into the building, and saw that the warrior
immediately behind Sheridan had been disembowelled.  He took a second
to touch the disintegrator to the warrior's throat, and was ripped in
half by a hail of hyper-velocity armor-piericing death from Sheridan's
assault cannon, who was in the kitchen by the back door.

Another X'hirjq came around the building and waited for Sheridan to
come out.  He looked down at his sensor displays, and could find no
trace of his quarry.  There was a slight rush of displaced air and the
roar of a storm bolter against the unarmored side of the X'hirjq's
rib-cage.

<Commander V'getz, this is Warrior G'jacz.  We have lost four troops
so far, we need reinforcements.>
<A Aa'iei never asks for help.  The Terran should be no problem for
you.  All the same, I have dispatched three Medium armor units to
intercept, continue after him.>
<Aye, commander.  G'jacz out.>

<Continue pursuit, troopers.  It is better to die than to let this cur
escape.>

And the hunt was on again.

--
TBC in "...And Hell Followed With Him"


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Sheridan Iscarius, Daemon Prince in the service of Lord Khorne
Shardik The Feral (NYAR!) of the Cursed Earth Division of the Maenads of 
     the Holy Albino
Warrior Poseiden Hephaestus of the Doberman Empire, Weapon's Tech/WEDJEE
Major General Sheridan, N.O.R.A.D. Standard Military Units, Legion Of Doom
St. Moire Erasmus, Patron Saint of The Church of Our Lady of Perpetual Motion
Residing with the Kindred Children in the House of Eternal Night
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"Do not waste your tears.  I was not born to watch the world grow dim.  
Life is not measured in years, but by the deeds of men."
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                               UP THE IRONS
And remember... Jesus loves you, Cthulhu thinks you need A-1 Sauce
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