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This is also in the Dakka Fiction forms!

Prologue:

Broramis Prime- 3 years after the Second War for Armageddon-

Cipus, Head Chaplian of the Blue Crosses, looks across the beautiful forest in front of him. "It is ashame this will a be destroyed, but its fate is invetible." he mumbles.
"My lord!" A Space Marine shouts. This Space Marine is no other than Hororable Battle Brother Kalmar, Sergent of Sternguard Squad Eagle.
"Our radar report that the Ork Space Hulk is two hours from impact!" he shouts.
"And what about our distress call?" Cipus asks in a grim tone. "Has no Chapter arrived to our aid? We are out numbered 5 two one by the Orks, and even thou we are 2 as skilled as them, we are low on supplies after the Xenos Tyriands sent as small splinter fleet a year ago."

At that moment, like the God-Emperor responded to their call, Thunderhawk Gunships zipped across the sky, bearing symbols of the Blood Angels, Black Templars, and the Crimson Fists.
"Well I think that answers that question." Battle Brother Kalamar snikered.


Chapter 1:

The Great Dakka

"Get ready for da killin boyz! We ar' ere'!" Shouts Warboss Grotstompa, in his Mega armor.
"Ya kill da humies!" Shouts one boy.
"Da humies ar easy killin!" shouts another.
Big Mek Gearkinz pushs his may through the mob of boyz and walks up too Warboss Grotstompa.
"What!" The Warboss yells. "Im giving Me boyz da pep talk!"
The Big Mek whispers something in his left ear, because the right one had a gaping hole in it.
"Oy, Hur hur!" The Warboss laughs.
"Ay boyz, Big Mek Gearkinz here has somthing to show ya!"
The Big Mek walks over to some boxs and pushs them out of the way and uncoves a big white cloth, about the size of a Baneblade.
"Howz dis suppost to elp' us kill da humies!" Exclames one ork angrely.
Grotstompa walks over to this boy and cuts him up with his power klaw. Guts spew oall over the surrounding boyz.
"Whatz he should have asked" said Grotstompa, "Iz whatz under da cloth."
At that moment, the Mek pulled off the cloth to show a giant Deffkoppa, covered with big shootas, Rokkits, and buzzsaws.
"Dis is how wez kill da humies!" Says the Big Mek.