[ WP ] You were a soldier in a future conflict , until your heroic death . Now you face the battlefield of the Ragnarok of Nordic myth , with your full war kit .

I remember dying. The mutants were coming up out of the sewer again and this time no fucking flamethrower was holding them back. I could hear my kids screaming over the crashing of wood and brick as my wife pulled and carried them down the hallways; meanwhile pulling the pegs to bring down the walls and seal the hall. Someone had to stay behind and I'd always known it would be me. I lit a cigarette off the flamethrower and inhaled. 
 
 `` goddamn that's nice.'' Then they were through the floor. I turned, exhaled and lit the fuse beside my head. They thrashed and spat to get to me, pushing and biting at each other as they came. I pulled down my visor, lifted my axe and said `` Come get some motherfuckers.'' 
 
 The fuse was set for 10 seconds. In those ten seconds I killed seven, maybe eight of'em, but they got me. Nobody tells you what getting eaten alive feels like and honestly, I do n't think they should. 
 
 Anyway, I woke up here. One big fucking last stand. 
 
 `` Seems sort of shit that I do n't even get to go see my damn kids.'' I grumbled through my cigarette. 
 
 `` Yeah, well...'' replied the viking standing beside me, `` at least -'' 
 
 `` Yeah, Bjorn yeah. They're safe. I fucking know. Now. Where did you say these ice giants were coming from this time? ca n't be the old tunnels. We sapped those remember?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, but they reopened'em. Got a tribe of dwarves down there held hostage.'' 
 
 `` By the eye... how many times are we - you know what, it does n't matter. Let's get the boys and get those tunnels closed again. I hear wolves coming and I'd like to be behind a machine gun emplacement before they get here.'' 
 
 Bjorn grumbed `` I get supporting fire, but cascading fire is still confusing.'' 
 
 `` it's simple, i'll explain as we go.'' 
 

