Fan Fiction ❯ The Reya Campaign ❯ Unexpected Allies ( Chapter 3 )

Unexpected Allies

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They raced across the plains. Reya, unlike many hive worlds as advanced as it was, was for the most part entirely unpolluted this was because the nearly whole planet was a ball of uranium with a decently thick protective shell of lead around it. As such the planets primary source of power was nuclear and the waste well disposed of. Or at least that's what he was told and he had reason to believe the "well-disposed" meant it went towards making some poor cultist bastards life miserable and short in the form of an Imperial weapon. Right now though the General couldn't care less about matters like that. What mattered was that Reya produced weapons, men and tanks for the Imperium in large amounts so they had to defend it against the Chaos scum who were attempting to take over the place. It seemed that the first action any of the Imperial Guard got would be investigating these craft detected. Whatever came out of those crafts wouldn't stand too much chance against what was surging forth; seven Chimera Transports with ten troops each, a Salamander Command tank holding the General and another four troops, and a Leman Russ. The invaders were in for a fight they wouldn't have much chance against unless the invaders were tanks or worse much worse Chaos Space Marines. He shook the thoughts from his head these are just cultists nothing that even the archenemy would waste Space Marines trying to back up.

The Landing Site for the enemy ships turned out to be an old quarry or something like it and was littered with boulders and rock formations of varying size. Bist was thankful that the Imperials had arrived first or this would have been one hell of a fight to win. He still was unsure about how to judge the situation though. His men were new to combat and no amount of training can prepare for the psychological effects of war. Most of the other soldiers were veterans of at least one war zone. He had Silgan and Prett with him they would definitely make a good account of themselves. He also spotted some other veterans he knew there was Orlis, nicknamed Psych and a complete nut job who could barely stay still for a second so much so that he never used his lasgun preferring to use a chainsword, "given" to him by a Khorne Berserker and a powersword liberated from an enemy stormtrooper in a very nasty incident. Sharing the Chimera with him he noticed was Meric, a sniper who could hit a bulls-eye through its arse and a few along was Detta. If the enemy did have a tank or two here then Detta and Prett would make short work of it. All the same two small platoons weren't very much and some men in his Chimera were a little light headed from trooper Hox's obscura on the bright side Silgan had pointed out Hox was incredibly calm and his hands were perfectly still.

Glym called Bist and the other sergeant, a Catachan by the name of Kleece, for tactical assessment. The plans had no sooner started to be made when Afagis's scout Bedan, a perfect example of what the Catachans stood for; quiet almost all of the time and capable of cutting ten men's throats without any attention being drawn to him, appeared out of nowhere to give some advice on the terrain for the officers. All three jumped on hearing his voice which materialised before his body, it turned out that he had arrived on the hull of a Leman Russ.

The quarry, Bedan claimed, had an open space in the very centre this being the only possible landing area. The soldiers were then dispersed around that area, but they were ordered to hold their fire.

They didn't wait long. Within ten minutes the yellow skies rained down five ships. Prett knew from a glance that they definitely were not Imperial and that they definitely weren't the Archenemy's and no judgement would be more valid than his, he could tell almost any vehicles name immediately. Right now however he couldn't think of what their origins were.

"Hold your fire!" Glym's voice shouted over the vox. "Hold your fucking fire! Eldar, most likely allies!

The dropships' doors opened and thirty Dire Avengers spilled out into a defensive formation from three dropships, ten to each. One ship opened to reveal support weaponry platforms. The other stayed shut. Meric chuckled to himself, despite the fact that they were obviously well trained and disciplined he could easily have made a headshot one every single exarch present crippling the Eldar squads but as the general ordered he held his fire.

The General stood up and shouted out to the aliens. They swung around aiming their shuriken rifles but not firing a shot. One Exarch waved his mesh gloved hand and the warriors lowered their aim. He then selected two of his men and began moving forward. Mklure then selected two of his own men and stepped forward to meet the Avenger exarch in the open.

"Greetings Human," the leader of the Eldar force, "I am Elanit Dakar Lord of the Dire Avenger Aspect of Deyja Craftworld"

"Glym Mklure, General bout ye?" The Human then offered his hand.

At first Elanit seemed a little confused by the informality of the greeting however he shook the General's hand anyway.

"So?" Mklure asked. "What brings yous lot here?"

"In brief," the Aspect Lord began, "Chaos. They have attacked this world and we of Deyja are here to reinforce you."

"All thirty of you. How generous."

Dakar knew he was joking. He pointed to the unopened Dropship. "In that is a webway generator. The Farseer told us to deploy it here due to how the warp is at this current moment, I don't understand it myself. Then we were to make contact with the Imperials. I suppose it's better to meet you now though. Although I am confused. Why are there so few of you.

Glym turned his back to the Exarch and called out, "Show!" All around men threw off their camouflage cloaks revealing themselves for the first time to the aliens. The Eldar were impressed it was evident. Then the tanks rolled into view. Then the human commander turned to face his Eldar counterpart and said. "We're not goin' anywhere anytime soon then. Then let's defend this place as best as we can. I'll vox back to central command telling' them that we got some new friends here."