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Small chunks of rock pinged off his flak helmet, and the dust thrown up from the explosion filled his mouth and he tried to spit out the grim. Explosions rocked the street and red bolts of laser fire sliced through the air over his head. He was in hell, and he was positive this was just the warm up round.

Renji Abarai, lieutenant in the Imperial Guard, scared out of his mind.

He gripped the rifle in his hands and tried to steady his racing heart but to no avail. The second platoon of the sixth company was rallied around him. He was the senior CO of the platoon and since the landing two weeks ago, he was the only commanding officer left alive. Las bolts had found the three of the junior lieutenants and a mine had sent the fourth to the aid station missing his legs below the knees.

Hidden behind the smoking bulk of a civilian vehicle he slowly found the courage to poke his head over the hood and look down the street. Almost as soon as his eyes appeared over the car two las bolts hissed passed the left side of his helmet and a third impacted the hood inches from his face. He quickly dropped down and cursed as he thanked the Emperor for not allowing the enemy to have very good aim.

He had managed to look down the town street and see the intersection beyond. They were about twenty yards from their destination and they were, as predicted, encountering heavy resistance. The rebel combatants had managed to fortify their position in the two weeks since the Imperial Guard had made its invasion. Not like it was that hard to do that, he thought, they've had plenty of time.

"Lieutenant," a young voice behind Renji shouted over the den of battle. Renji turned to see one of the young green guardsmen that served under him. The young man was shaking and looking to his commander for help. Renji had to get a grip, this wasn't a game, and this wasn't training this was the real deal. He had trained for thirteen months just like everyone else and then once they left their homeworld they trained for ten more months while they traveled through the warp to their war zone. He had to be ready; he was also the second in command of the entire company, if his captain saw him this way. He shuddered to think what his captain would do to him if he found him this way.

"Sergeant Hoshi," Renji shouted waving over his command squads senior NCO. The sergeant was a rough man and he was just a year or two older than Renji, but he was not one to take well to the role of officer, it was the only reason why he was still a sergeant. The stocky man hunched low and duck walked over to his commander. He adjusted his helmet on his head and waited to hear his CO's orders. "Get ready to pop smoke."

The sergeant nodded his head and took out two canisters from his fanny pack. Renji took out one canister and pulled the pin and allowed the lever arming mechanism to flip off and then tossed the canister over the car and the sergeant and the other trooper stood and lobbed the smoke grenades down the street. As the grenade left the troopers hand he was hit in the chest by a volley of las bolts. He collapsed back with a hard thud and wailed in pain.

"Shit," Renji shouted as he stayed crouched over the young man. He moaned in pain and writhed back and forth like a man trying to find a comfortable position in bed. Hoshi took out a first aid kit from his pack and removed a Syrette of morpha.

"Medic," Renji shouted, but as he looked up from the young man he saw that the squad medic was busy trying to save the life of another squad mate. "Shit," he hissed and watched as Hoshi placed the syrette in the young man's neck and injected the drug into the young man. The young soldier eventually stopped moving and his breathing became lax.

"He doesn't feel a thing," Hoshi shouted, "Now, what's up, sir?"

"Twenty yards," he pointed over his shoulder, "the intersection is heavily fortified, they've got stubbers, and heavy bolters set up, and there's no cover between here and there, we need to move through the smoke to the other side of the street and through the buildings."

"Alright," the sergeant replied and waved to the remaining squad members. Behind the car were at least eight members, and other squads had taken cover where they could. The sergeant called to the other NCO's on the microbead inter squad link and informed them of the plan.

Renji glanced over and saw that the smoke grenades had begun to release their payload of smoke. White smoke filled the street and concealed the intersection from his view. He turned back and looked to the rest of the squad. He motioned for them to follow behind him.

Renji rose from his crouched position, his thighs screams as they tried to move. He had spent the better part of ten minutes crouched and now he felt it. The rebels were still firing down the street but it was greatly reduced and more sporadic. He dashed across the street and leapt through the broken front door of a store. Once inside he breathed a sigh of relief. Starting to move through the sacked store he saw that it was some sort of lingerie shop.

Women's underwear was scattered across the floors and some mannequins were still left standing wearing revealing nightwear. He moved to the back door and glanced out into the back alley. He smiled as he saw that it was long and appeared to extend down toward the intersection. The buildings in the town center where they were had been constructed very close to one another. He went back to the store front and gathered his sergeants around him.

"Alright," he said clearing off the counter, "the alley back here appears to extend down toward the intersection, I say we move down and hit them hard before they know what's what."

"That sounds like a plan," one of the sergeants said exchanging battery packs on his las rifle.

"Sir," Hoshi said, "I could take one of the squads and get on the roof and move along the buildings and give you cover from the roof tops."

Renji nodded, but was slightly embarrassed that he didn't think of it first. He pointed to the third squad sergeant and instructed her to go with him. Renji dismissed the sergeants and went back to his squad. He motioned for them to follow and he led the way down the alley. Moving swiftly but cautiously the two squads covered the distance down the narrow alley. Hoshi and the other squads used a fire escape to begin climbing to the rooftop.

Renji reached the end of the alley and saw that they had managed to get in even with the fortified positions, the rebels were plainly visible and they glared down the street just waiting for the smoke to clear. The snap hiss of las fire had died away as well as the loud throaty clap of the heavy bolters.

Moving his head back around the corner he made a hand motion for grenades to two guardsmen next to him. They took grenades from the pouch holders on their flak vests and pulled the pins and primed the explosives. Both men jumped out of cover and lobbed the grenades down the street and Renji motioned the rest of the squad forward.

As he rounded the corner he saw the grenades hit the ground and the rebels at the first heavy bolter turned and looked at their feet. Before they even had a chance to shout their warning the grenades detonated. There was a loud bang and a quick flash as the tiny explosives sent small chunks of metal into the bodies of four men around the gun emplacement.

Renji ran up to a low sandbag wall and aimed his rifle. At first glance there were about twenty rebels stationed at the intersection and when the grenades detonated they realized they had been flanked. Several of them turned and began to fire at the charging guardsmen. Renji held his breath for a brief moment and pulled the trigger of his rifle. He had forgotten that it was set to full burst and six bolts fired out before he removed his finger.

One of the rebels he aimed at was hit square in the chest by three bolts. The hot lasers burning through his green uniform and punching jagged burning craters into his flesh, but the other shots went wild. As the other rebels opened fire he ducked behind the sandbags and held his weapon over the top and fired blindly.

Two guardsmen beside him fired at the rebels and then ducked with their lieutenant. Renji looked up to the roof top and didn't see Hoshi or the other squad. He called to the sergeant on the microbead.

"Hoshi," Renji called.

"On my way sir, we're reaching the last building now."

Within seconds he saw gun barrels poke out from the roof and open fire on the rebels in the intersection. Renji stood and opened fire again, this time shooting from the hip. The other members of the squad joined in and with the suppression fire from the roof they began advancing swiftly.

Renji fired a trio of bolts into the stomach of one rebel who stood up to run away from the advancing onslaught. He and the rest of the squad stood in the middle of the intersection and cut down the other rebels as they cast away their weapons and retreated. He smiled as he realized that they had finally taken the objective. Now the tanks of the eighth, ninth, and tenth companies could advance toward the main city without much interference. He called to the vox officer and the young woman ran over to him. He told her to get Captain Kuchiki on the line, and the woman began calling to command.

He sighed and removed his helmet, moving a hand through his long red hair and then wiping the sweat off on his pants. He was about to turn back to the woman when he heard the deep clap of a heavy bolter open up. He saw two men get ripped apart by a dozen rounds of bolter ammunition and their bodies were riddled with explosive shells and ripped to pieces. He looked over and saw that one of the gun crew men was not dead and he was manning the gun. The heavy bolter turned and aimed at him, his heart stopped and he felt his life pause.

Oh shit, he thought, this is it I'm dead. Just as soon as the thought flashed though his mind he heard las fire snap and illuminate the man behind the gun in red light. The man toppled backwards as a crater formed on his face from a lucky shot. Renji, felt relief wash over him and he collapsed to his knees. He was just milliseconds away from a very painful death, and he had survived it.

"Lieutenant," the vox officer called and he felt her grab his shoulder, "Are you alright sir?" Renji looked at the girl and nodded; she held the handset in one hand and told him that Captain Kuchiki was awaiting his report. Renji took the handset and regained his composure. When he finished filling in his Captain he took a moment to rest by sitting on a curb and leaning back against a fire hydrant.

Renji Abarai, lieutenant in the Imperial Guard, and he was still scared out of his mind.

END CHAPTER

Author's Note: I really wanted to get into the action to make a quick hook so someone would want to read this story. I know that there aren't just a whole lot of Bleach Warhammer crossovers, in fact I've only read two, and they were one shots. But, I look forward to reviews, but please no flames, but if you must criticize, constructive only. And on another note there will be romance involved and lemons in later chapters, so enjoy.

Thank you very much for reading,

Big Mack