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Igor watched as Tau blood washed through the swamps water, they were getting close to the battle. Igor switched his stealth field on and motioned with a quick nod of his head for his squad to follow him they slowly sloshed through the water their weapons at ready listening for any signs of enemy movement. "Halt!" Igor crouched leaving just his head above the water. "What is it?" Furgal asked, his weapon prepared for combat. The swamp burst with sound as a streak of flame shot through the air crashing through trees and slamming into a now visible imperial guard tank. "Go, go, go, Move it!" Igor shouted into his COM link. The squad quickly followed as he jumped through marsh plant life and dodged puddles of water, at first it seamed as though there were no enemies left. Then in a instant the swamp flared with light as fire warriors dodged through trees firing at the Gue'la's primitive tanks and armored troops. In an instant the large armored vehicles fired back killing five fire warriors in a large explosion. "Let move men!" Igor knew they had no time to loose; the squad quickly dashed behind the vehicle and opened fire.
The tank exploded and large chunks of metal flew from the tanks mangled carcass and tore across the water, one small piece struck Igor in the leg. Blood leapt forth filling the water instantly. "Sir are you okay?" Furgal quickly rushed to his side. "Yes . . . keep moving I can handle myself" the squad was obviously unhappy about this and did not want to leave their commander but they could not argue with Igor once he had made up his mind. Large bolt fire streaked by nearly missing them. "Move it we don't have any time to waste!" the squad began to move toward a large group of Gue'la infantry mowing them with their weapons. Igor sunk into the swamp firing at a infantry man, the pulses shot through his left leg crippling him. Another Gue'la moved up this time trying to burn him with a flame thrower, Igor dashed to the side arm being singed by the flame then fire a pulse at his enemy ripping apart the chest armor and killing the person within.
Three long hours of fighting pass. Igor had begun to give up hope for himself although the Tau were winning the battle his blood continued to trip from his bandage into the swamps murky pools. Pain shot through his body as a bullet connected with his shoulder. The Gue'la stepped on his wound driving the bullet deeper. Was this the end? Would he die to a puny Gue'la infantry man? Igor sighed relieving his tincion, he wasn't going to be scared when death met him.
The Gue'la lowered his gun to Igors helmet, the trigger being pulled back. The water splashed as the limp body fell into the swamp water, Igor coulnt believe his luck! Just before the Gue'la fire a rail round collided with is helmet shattering it and killing the soldier. Igor looked up a Broadside battle suit along with his squad who presumed dead were standing infront of him the battlefield was covered with Gue'la corpses, the Tau had won!