Puller pressed his combead and grunted into the stalk, as he looked around. The battle was starting to swing in their favor, but they still needed that damn artillery, and he swore to the emperor when he found that repugnant b*****d of an artillery officer he was going to wrap his mordian hands round his throat and strangle the lives of each man that died for his absence out of him.
The techpriest came in loud and clear, and for a moment John thought he was hearing things. He could have sworn the Cog head was dead, but of course he was sure there was another one, even more so now. "It is Colonel, to you Techpriest, and we will give you what cover we can, we are not that far from the Command Chimera."
Turning to Skive he nodded to the savlars. "You, and you, the cog boy is coming our way, give him covering fire, and don't hit him. Or I'll make sure you're under Skive's command forever." Just as he finished giving the overwatch command, his ear rang again, this time is was the scouts.
"Confirmed, I'm trying to get artillery support, but I can't find that sniveling ******** of an Artillery officer that came in with us, for his sake he'd better be dead. Hold out as long as you can, don't waste your lives."