[Hells Sniper]

Dangerus watched as dozens of marines ran over to their position, unaware of the fate that awaited them. Prior to this, Dangerus had sent a pack of stalkers to guard their rear in case of a counter-attack by the Trust. Dangerus ordered the rest of the stalkers to uncloak and stand their post. As the Trust marines began to run towards them, the Stalkers began to open fire on any that got to close. The Trust were being fed into a trap, with death awaiting them on each side. Dangerus however saw a few Trust marines dive to turret placements and prepare to fire on the stalkers out in the open. He growled and charged at the first turret placement. He moved towards the Trust position fast, and before any Trust marine could survive, he had jumped and slammed his hammer down, scattering the sandbags and turret. The few that were in the general vicinity were killed on impact from the gravity hammed. Dangerus howled, one down. He turned to the other one and before he knew it was being shot at by the turret. Dangerus growled, his shields taking most of the damage, he charged again. By the time he arrived, his shields were drained, but Dangerus used the same technique, jumping high in the air and slammed his hammer down on the emplacement with all the force he could muster. Marines went flying across the room towards the other side, sandbags exploded, the turret was utterly destroyed. No one was left alive after the hit. Dangerus howled again and turned around to be faced by two marines running towards him, unaware of his location. Dangerus held his hammer in one hand and slammed it to the side of the marines, the marines were taken back and flew a good twenty feet away from Dangerus. Dangerus grunted and walked over to them, grabbing one by the scruff of his armor and placed the head of his hammer on the other. Dangerus just stared at the marine, snarling and tilting his head to one side. Dangerus: Your commander... He spoke low, demanding to know the location. The marine he was holding just shivered, he couldn't bear speaking. He couldn't bear do anything except shake. Dangerus looked at the other marine who was struggling to removed the hammer from his chest. Dangerus grunted as the marine looked up at him. The marine was on the verge of tears, most of his comrades dead, and him knowing he would die in the next few minutes. Dangerus looked back at the first marine and growled, kicking the marine across the room and into the nearest wall. The marine hit the wall with such force, he went through it, a trail of blood following him. The marine's entire body was broken, and he was killed. Dangerus turned to the second marine again and removed the hammer, grabbing him by the leg and lifting him into the air. The marine was upside down, staring at Dangerus. Dangerus grunted, disgusted by the filth of this man. He however, saw he was on the heavier side, and knew he would enjoy the meat from his bones. Dangerus laughed and dropped the marine from a few feet in the air. The marine hit the floor, head first and went out cold. Dangerus laughed, he would be out for a few hours, by that time, he would be his to enjoy. Dangerus left the marine on the floor and looked before his stalkers. Dangerus: Kill the ones who fight! Feast on the cowards! Dangerus howled, as did other stalkers who continued to gun down the Trust marines headed their way.