Ninke had never felt so alive in her life, standing in the trench alongside the rest of the Hirisit 482nd, unblooded and engulfed in trepidation of the coming battle, where they would bring death to the hated greenskins. She was shaking, ever so slightly, not in fear, but in preparation, she had on her ochre poncho like many other in the Hirisit 482nd, they wanted clean armor when they marched victoriously from the city. The heavy vox on her back was silent for now, covered in a plastic sheet to keep mud, muck and dirt off of the sensitive parts of the communication device, she expected she would need it soon, communication was going to be important and it was her job to keep communication smooth. She looked to her left and right, other Hirisit fidgeted as they waited for the orders to come, some were praying others talked amongst themselves, sergeant Boers was right next to Ninke, he stood tall, his chainsword and laspistol out and ready to be used. He saw the much smaller Vox officer looking up at him and smiled, "Well, Ninke, not long now. We'll be going over the top... you ready little faithful?", a rather uncreative nickname her squadmates called her, referring to her small size and extreme faith in the Emperor. Ninke just smiled, responding in her thick West Hirisit accent, [color=f49ac2]"Ja! It won't be long now, the Emperor will see our wictory ovair the greenskins!"[/color]

Boers chuckled, her accent made her sound funny even to other Hirisit, not many westerners had signed up so Ninke's accent made her seem more exotic, "Well, I hope your optimism is right... 'wictory' would certainly be nice...", she was almost a full foot shorter than Boer's but she wasn't scared at all... Boer's was terrified and his knuckles had gone white he was holding his weapons so tightly, but she just seemed excited... he couldn't get his head around that, maybe she really was just THAT faithful in the Emperor. He exhaled slowly, and Ninke now noticed his knuckles and the fact he was shaking more than she was, and unlike her he was scared. Ninke put her hand on his and looked into his green eyes, [color=f49ac2]"You are alright, the Emperor protects, the greenskins are faithless xenos, we are the Emperor's warriors! Wictory will be ours!"[/color], she reasured her sergeant, hoping to instill a bit more faith in his own strength. Boers smiled, and just nodded, he needed to steel himself.

Ninke moved her hand away, she felt she had done her duty. Sudenly, her vox sounded, she heard the order but waited, she heard the grumbling stop, and it was like everyone stood bolt upright as the order came... waiting for the officers to confirm it. She listened as the lieutenants shouted the order, it spread down the line with a cheer, as she saw men climbing over the trench, and then her lieutenant shouted the order they had all been listening for, [b][i]"OVER THE TOP! CHARGE THE BREACH! FOR THE EMPEROR!"[/i][/b], Ninke threw herself at the trench wall, climbing up and over the ladder, practically flinging  herself out of the fortification, landing feet first and charging with the rest of the regiment. The smell of the battlefield hit her as she started running, corpses, sulfur, death, fire and other less easily identifiable scents, the packed dirt underneath her was covered in dry blood and corpses, as the Hirisit neared the breach the corpses only got thicker, she looked to her left to see Boer's still with her, shouting at the top of his lungs, just like the rest of them, a rushing line of ochre and cream colored soldiers rushing the breach in the great hive cities walls... then the gunfire started. The orks weren't just going to let the guard rush through the breach, and Ninke saw a large contingent of them had set up at the hole, and started firing at the charging force. At first it wasn't bad, not to many orks and their guns were wildly inaccurate, the bullets flying wide of their intended targets... until the haevy shootas popped up in the breah. The orks guns were as tall as they, the size of heavy stubbers, and as they opened fire infinitley more terrifying. The large automatic weapons roared to life, and bullets spilled into the charging Guardsman as more and more orks stuck up on the breach and opened fire, a man to Ninke's right was thrown back hard as blood exploded from his chest, and Ninke distracted by this tripped on one of the many bodies littering the ground leading up to the breach.

She hit hard, but quickly got back up, if she stopped moving she was as good as dead. As she got up she saw Guardsman going down in droves, firing inaccurate return shots from their lasguns as they ran, hitting a few orks but making little difference. She ran low now, until she found adequate cover, a large fallen Aquilla statue, several others were crouching behind it as well. She slammed into it, panting as she heard bullets chewing at the cover. Most of the others behind it were wounded, or just shaking... cowards. Ninke glared at them, but quickly removed a grenade from her belt, getting low to the ground and peeking at the orks at the top of the breech. They were all quite close together, to caught up in the fight to maintain intervals. Ninke shouldered her lasgun, and ripped the pin out of the frag, hurling it over her cover. It landed between two of the heavy gunners, who's last thoughts were, [color=1a7b30][i]"Deez humies sure is soft! OI! What was tha clinkin noi-"[/i][/color], before the frag went off, and shredded the orks, knocking quite a few others to the ground. It was the opening the Hirisit needed, and they rushed up the rubble, on top of the orks before they could get back up... Ninke rushed with them and... throne it was a mess. The first few Guardsman had simply been split in two by the orks, or their heads smashed in, but now the fight for the breach had begun in earnest. Ninke kept her distance, cracking shots into the melee, trying to help her comrades. Before Long the Orks were overrun, and Ninke charged with the rest through the breach... until something caught her leg. The Ork hurled Ninke through the air, and she laded face first in the muck of the hive, the stench was incredible, it smelled of Ork and death. she tried to get up, but felt a rough kick to her side. She rollled away, looking up as the ork brought his choppa down, Ninke barely managed to stop it with her lasgun, the heavy sword clashing with the metal barrel of her gun. The Ork drew back, intending to hit again, but Ninke was faster, and searing las shot drove through the beasts skull, and another through his neck. The young ork boy stumbled backwards, before his body realized he was dead, and collapse. Ninke was panting, and turned to see her regiment... being... throne emperor... the orks were all around them, she saw men falling in droves... she shakily stood, and tried to rush back in, but was stopped when another guardsman slammed into her.

([@Bright_Ops] thought since we were charging the same breach our characters could go ahead and interaact. If you'd rather not pls tell me and I will edit this.)