A Mercenary Kill Team and a Cult of the Mechanicus meet upon a battlefield sodden with the undeath. Their forces must combine or perish,
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The Mechanicum enters the field... |
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The smell of blood draws forth the living dead. |
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Mercs draw down on the undead... |
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Agents of the Mechanicum stall upon seeing the living dead. |
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ahhhhhh... the undead move forth. |
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Barely visible, the dead walk upon through this city. |
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The Mechanicum ventues forth. |
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The fringe. |
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OMG! The dead walk again! |
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"OMG-E!!! lets get the hell out of here!" |
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blam-blam-blam... the undead drop one by one... |
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The Mercs charge and render the walking dead. |
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Agents of the Mechanicum prepare to slaughter the masses of walking dead. |
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Three rounds of combat result in a cloud of bial and dead flesh. |
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The Mercs clear the area and move forward, |
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As the Mercs consolidate a group of seven zombies spring forth. |
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"None shall pass..." |
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Die!!!!!!! |
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The combat was brutal but the Mechanicus would defeat the warp enhanced enemy... |
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The Mercs would puch through the many zombies that waited in their path. |
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