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Report 453, year 853 M41, we are approaching the monolithic ruins. They are massive, and all intruments show no life but us, not even microscopic. I dont want to ask how we can breathe here. *pause* Marcus, set those explosives, everyone else stand clear! *pause, followed by a large explosion.* Jeremy, see anything? *muffled no* Still a lot of smoke... let it clear a little, everyone on guard... *Silence... followed by a strange noise like a lightning bolt, and a terrifying scream. *

What the hell! Open fire boys, stay clear of Riens position.* Small zips and zots, metal clanking, more strange lighting shots.* What in the 7 hells! Men made of metal... walking machines, our shots hit and do almost nothing... thats it Zac, show em whos the emperors favorie, melt them down with that plasma gun! *scream of terror* Your kididng me! Its reshaping itself, its moving again, Alan, watch out! *groan, and blood splatter*

Alans torso and waist have been seperated, their guns are like no others I have ever seen! I am pulling back... Wait... no wait, behind us, how... ah crap, EAT LEAD YOU SICK MACHINES! *auto gun firing, gargles in the back round* More of them, they are wearing squad 267 skin as clothes! Sick... sons of orks! Put down Jeremy! *more loud firing, and a few explosions, and a lot more screaming* Marcus! you dumbshit! ARGH! mY leg... *sceams of agony... the recording continues like this for several, several, hours.*

Lt. Edward, Purple Lagoon Platoon, squad number 181. Scouting a known hostile alien planet, this was not in the mission breifing.