Alexi crouched in his jacket and uniform, he watched the first squad attack and run to their inevitable deaths through the scope of his Long-Las "hope the Emperor gives them something nice in the next life. they're about to earn it." they were the bait on the lure, thing is, that never ends well for the bait.<br/>He kept watch, the first target to poke their head up and attack first squad would get a nice thick las-blast through their skull.