The sounds of heavy footsteps and grunting drew my attention to a tunnel branching from the room.
One of my brothers followed by six of my brethren. The leading brother carried something as big as he was on his back. Walking to the middle of the room, my brother threw the thing onto the floor.
A sudden gasp of air erupted out of the unknown mass. A kick from my brother forced the thing to stand up, revealing the thing to be a Xeno. Orange skin, black tattoos, and small horns.
"Why do you bring a Xeno, brother?"
"he wields knowledge we need, brother."
The Xeno stood up hesitantly, looking around for an exit, but found none as he only found ten human wearing the same armour. All carried weapons that he had never seen, but the one that caught his eye was the human wielding a shovel?
Before the Xeno could think any further, a sudden burning pain shot through his leg rising to his head. The Xeno went to scream, but a hand gripped his mouth threatening to tear his jaw off his skull.
The Xeno could do nothing but scream into the hand. Through his teary vision he saw a pair of black lenses staring into his soul. "You will tell us everything about this world, the history, and if there are other planets."
The Kriegsman interrogated the Xeno, every word that was misspoken resulted in a finger or toe being removed, every ramble would result in a horn being removed, every stutter would result in a stab by the mono knife.
The Kriegsman learned of the worlds and galaxy of star wars. A war was currently waged, between an army of clones and positions against worlds that wish to be separate from them. Separatists and the Republic.
They also found out about the existence of the 'Force' and that an ancient civilization devotes their time to this entity and gain mystical powers.
The Jedi are described to keep to their practices, not emotionally attaching to anything, and only serving the way of the force.
The Sith are apparently the dark side to this 'Force' and the ancient enemy to the Jedi order. This Xeno was lucky enough to meet a Jedi and asked some questions, one was the difference between the Sith and Jedi.
The Jedi embrace the light side of the 'Force' and the Sith Embrace the dark side. After a few more questions, it was revealed to the Kriegsman that the Sith embrace pain, and rage as their emotional fuel. And the Jedi are pacifist.
The Kriegsman that that both sides were dumb. The most concerning thing though was the entity of the 'Force.' Questions will be answered soon, so the Kriegsman didn't worry about it for now.
The Xeno in a desperate attempt to save his life, revealed that the green slug had over a few thousand human slaves working in some mines spread out through the desert, working in farming or mining.
The Kriegsman with the shovel decided to transfer the slaves over to us and build up an army like theirs. It was pretty clear that they weren't in their original location, empire or galaxy. After the information was collected and all of the Kriegsman understood the explanation. The Kriegsman with a shovel drove the blade of the shovel into the skull of the Xeno, splitting the skull.
Through the next few nights and days, the Kriegsman went to these bases holding the slaves after finding their location on a computer deeper into the building.
The bases were in the form of small towns, and although they were big and were heavily guarded by some Xenos that looked like humanoid dogs. These Xenos wielded electric whips, and mounted green squigs.
They had the advantage of numbers, weapons and location. Nothing a little trench warfare can't stop.
***
Through the night, red lasers pierced the darkness. Illuminating nearby buildings and destroying chunks of sand, and the most important, Xenos.
To defend against the piercing red rays of death, the Xenos swung their whips of orange. But all was futile as the lasers ripped through their whips, and their flesh. Leaving nothing but a red mist to stain the sand and glide through the wind.
The Xenos were beaten in range combat, so they rode their green squigs to the birth of the lasers, thinking that they would eradicate the enemy. Oh, how wrong they were.
The Xenos got closer, they revelled in the idea of killing their attackers. But once they got close, they were met with a knives that glinted off the orange whips, cutting through their mounts, and a thick shovel splitting their skulls.
Once the next group of Xenos charged, the attackers were gone, attacking in a different place every time. Appearing like a gust of wind and gone just as quick.
It did not take long before the survivors started to run away into the desolate desert, but the Kriegsman left no Xeno scum to survive.
Once the morning had crept over the horizon, the town was painted in green and red blood. The town was decorated with bodies torn apart, leaving their insides displayed on the sands in the town.
The slaves thought they would be liberated and they were. Only the humans though. The Xeno slaves were executed, by shovel and lasgun.
The Kriegsman spoke to the remaining slaves. He spoke of leaving legacy, killing the Xenos that put them in this position, escaping this planet, living a life they could never of imagined. Almost all the slaves were willing to join the Kriegsman, but some didn't want that life, so they were allowed to stay in the town.
The Kriegsman ventured to all of the camps and during the fights and traveling, they learnt of the civilization on a couple of planets. And the races of Xeno and more about the Jedi and the war.
***
After weeks of traveling and fighting, the Kriegsman started to train the women, children, and men to fight like Kriegsman. Obviously they rejected such practices as they weren't willing to throw away their life, and the training was brutal, pushing them pass their emotional stronghold, along with their physical.
It took months to see some basic results that baby Kriegsman could achieve, but for them to learn at least that mush was good.
Their forces were very, very small compared to their forces back in the imperium. But they were a threat to the cartels, only with their presence, so now a war was waged between the Kriegsman and the Hutt cartel.
"EXTERMINATUS!"