When they made it onto the planet it was nothing that Nick ever expected, hell he hadn't even seen combat before just what was on the net and what was heard. It was like a dream, or maybe a drama. Alot of people dying, hellish un-human like sounds echoing the battlefield and around him and of course the yelling and dogmatic growls of his NCOs and other ranked officers of the Emperor's Army. A hard lump was in Nicks throat as he swallowed, soon soothing the issue with some water from his Canteen. He looked over to his battle buddy Richard and gave him a nod as he picked up the auto-cannon.

It didn't take him long to drag the weapon out and set it up in the rear where they were designated to hold anyway, checking over the ammo with Richard he felt the glow of something distant land on his person. Of course, this could be chalked up to fear or any number of emotions that ran through the man's body but the glow was from the battlefield before him. A few moments of afterthought washed over him as he deployed the weapon on the battlefield, no doubt it would be caked in dirt and liquids before the night came to an end.

His ears rang, closing the cover of the auto-cannon Nick racked back the bolt chambering the first round into the chamber with ease. Aimed down the range so to speak were pictures of his comrades moving forward, it woulden't take long for the fighting to start hell he was unsure if the crew would survive an assault. Despite his fear his motivators were also behind him, the only place the two could travel would be forward - for the emperor.