The Routine Job

“Aiming low, he picked out targets near the front of the approaching mob with his bolter which slowed the charge a little as the orks behind stumbled to get past their fallen. Sisera stood behind them, aiming over their heads; target areas calculated in milliseconds to cause maximum damage. Dozens of xenos exploded in showers of green pulp. As the murderous tide of orkish fury charged towards them, the three Ultramarines unleashed the wrath of Ultramar. But it was not enough.”

I’m a big fan of Warhammer. The lore, the miniatures, the game. My geekery knows no bounds! From time to time I dabble in fiction inspired by the science-fiction and fantasy settings, and this short story is from the Warhammer 40,000 universe, pitching the mighty Ultramarines against Orks. I hope you enjoy this story as much as I enjoyed writing it!

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