Fan Fiction ❯ The Reya Campaign ❯ Side By Side Fight and Fall ( Chapter 4 )
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By: General_Glym 
Sorry for taking so long. This chapter is just a big battle thing but we learn about some characters in it
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural / Sci-fi | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.04.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
Sorry for taking so long. This chapter is just a big battle thing but we learn about some characters in it
Anime/Manga: Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Action / Supernatural / Sci-fi | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 06.04.2004 | Pages: 1 | Words: 3.0K | Visits: 204 | Status: Completed
Side by Side Fight and Fall
Disclaimer: Same as always not Games Workshop don't own 40K. I own all Characters except Eldar who belong to Fallofavalon. Elanit Dakar is my character being an exception.
The quarry could easily be defended from attack and the Imperials and Eldar were making the best use of the land provided. They had the webway portal crackling in the centre of a well defended ring of troops hidden and protected by the rocks. However there were only about one hundred men and a tank, a decent size by some standards but if attacked by a large force they only had the cover of the land as a defence, and that would be rendered useless by mortars. Still both commanders of the defender's had been optimistic hoping that the archenemy wouldn't attack and if they did it would be an insane charge hoping to tear them apart with their bare hands. A tactic they would lose too many men to win with hopefully.
Elanit and Mklure continually checked the defences correcting were they saw weak points and strengthening morale. A few hours passed and that was when one of the greatest known enemies attacked. Not the endless legions of Chaos but the waiting which allows the soldiers time to contemplate the worst that could happen to them and the boredom which brings a slack in command. Bist knew that certain soldiers would react differently the problem is that knew recruits can never be predicted. He looked around to see how the veterans were reacting. It was predictable but he did it anyway, Silgan was fiddling with his vox-caster trying to patch into enemy transmissions, Detta was arming then disarming explosives seeing how quickly he could do it (a task which could quite easily have killed anyone else), Prett was continually running weapon checks although he knew everything was working perfectly , further down the line he could see Psych holding a game of cards against one of the gun-babies. He went down to see Psych and help the boy he was playing against get out of losing all of his money because Psych was the regiments best card player.
Hello Psych how much has the boy lost so far? The old sergeant joked.
The wee bastards winning, just. He replied
C'mon Marcus, said the wee bastard , or are you scared to go on?
Bist looked it was the boy he'd spoken to earlier, Hox, he, like Psych, had a lump at the back of his neck beneath the helmet. It was his hair; Bist had had a word with him earlier and told him that if ever he let his hair hang out from the back of his head in battle Commissar Stilan would give him a haircut with his chainsword an act which had been carried out before. Bist watched as Hox beat Psych and took his reward. It was the first time he'd ever witnessed Psych lose at cards . Then Hox pulled a small rolled up tube of obscura from his pocket and began smoking it.
That could draw fire from snipers. Bist warned
Psych just pointed to the crackling Bright light emitting from the webway portal in the boy ' s defence . Noting his own overreacting the sergeant moved on down the line.
Bedan had been walking casually around the area, although while casual he moved silently and unseen, it was the part of his job that he loved while other soldiers made distractions to get rid of the waiting his was part of the contract . He just walked around and said if he saw anything . sneaking came naturally to him. He and the sniper Meric had been friends back on Catachan they worked together as frethid hunters in the jungles. The large reptiles had four limbs and a green/brown/dark purple skin which was very tough to break and a lot of good meat on them. It was these animals which had helped them hone their skills. Meric would wait in cover still as stone covering Bedan with his hunting rifle while Bedan would sneak quietly over to the frethid with his knife in his hand. The main problem with frethids was that they didn't run they fought and if he was seen, very rarely, that was when Meric came into play. The reptiles had skin tough enough to shrug off most lasrounds and thick enough to stop a knife. If Bedan couldn't cut its throat (the thinnest skin area) for any reason Meric had to shoot it in the eye which although quite large was still a difficult shot but a guaranteed kill. Bedan and Meric both wore suits of the skin which was as strong as carapace and very light. The hilts of both their knives were one of the creature's claws, seven inches long and as strong as steel. Bedan was snapped out of his daydream when he thought he saw something in the distance. It was probably just a bird or some other kind of wildlife but he voxed in all the same .
Glym was with Elanit when the report came over his micro-bead. He quickly ordered all men to alert positions and told Elanit to do the same. He then told Bedan to come in closer to stay alive.
Meric panned his view through the scope around the landscape. He spotted something then checked again . H e was right.
Sir, he whispered, I got one in my sights . Almost definitely high-ranking. D o I have permission to fire? Anticipating the answer he slowed his breathing.
Only if you can blow the cunt's head off. The general replied
The dual suppressor was locked in place. Meric missed his old hunting rifle but the Imperial long-las Mark VI was a good replacement although Meric would never get used to it. He got his targets head in the crosshairs exhaled and fired.
Colonel Diferrion strode alongside his men singing songs of victory over the Imperials in their foul language. Suddenly the head of the trooper next to him exploded like a balloon showering him in blood, brain and fragments of skull. He laughed loudly partly because it meant there would soon be a fight and partly because his plan had worked. He had previously ordered one of his troops to switch uniforms with him for the purpose of drawing sniper fire . He shouted a rallying call over his shoulder and charged forward into battle with the four hundred men behind him, all singing their evil hymns as they advanced.
It wasn't long after Meric's first shot that the first of the enemy appeared to the Imperials and Eldar.
Bist swore silently looking at the approaching they must have been outnumbered at least 3:1 how would they hold out and how long for. Bedan dropped in beside him from over the top of the boulder he was using as cover, nodded and took up a firing position .
Silgan was hidden in a rock patch not far forward from Bist and a bit to the left. Around him were two Guardsmen an Eldar and Prett. He was always amazed at how the Cadian could hide a weapon with a barrel almost as big as him with so much ease; then again he was amazed that someone that size could carry that weapon and a rocket launcher and ammunition for both.
Psych and Hox complained that their game ended so abruptly. Hox took up a firing stance behind the cover of a long rock, Psych just sat beside him completely hidden unable to use a gun.
Detta was crouched low near Meric with his laspistol ready in his hand and a detonator ready in the other. He had been ordered to rig the whole area where the enemy would come from. The boundary lines for the death-zones he'd made were marked in his mind. The first of the enemy stepped over one, Detta waited he had it planned he let the first few pass through the whole zone then hit the detonator. He loved demolition it had been his work back on one of the major Catachan cities. But this was a beauty he thought he must have killed at least 20 with that trap .
In actual fact it was 32 dead and three wounded Diferrion knew that this was an explosion triggered by someone who could see what was happening he'd walked through the area himself and was almost killed but escaped with only a minor cut on his calf from a piece of rock. He sang his songs of praise to the Blasphemies he worshipped louder spurring on his men fearlessly.
Meric didn't understand how the enemy wasn't being affected by the fact that their commander was dead and the traps destruction. He resolved himself to finding and when the time came eliminating enemy sergeants, heavy gunners or anything else of value to the enemy.
The first of the chaos soldiers fired then the rest fired wildly after him. A shot hit the ground a few inches behind his leg. That meant one thing. He started firing from cover Prett opened up not long after his autocannon spitting its death at the advancing enemies. Scared a little at first by the actual fighting the other three guardsmen paused before shooting back. The Eldar aimed but didn't fire he was waiting for the enemy to come into range.
Along the Imperial and Eldar lines las-fire erupted back at the common enemy. Bedan popped up fired a few shots then dropped down again. They're kind of close now, sir he reported to Bist. Without hesitation the sergeant swung up blasting his plasma pistol into the enemy lines .
The two commanders, Glym and Elanit, were on the opposite side of the quarry when the attack started but both simultaneously checked their weapons quickly before charging for the front line. It was obvious to the Eldar that the Imperial general wasn't reluctant to fight the enemy as most men of his rank would be. Elanit had always hated commanders who ordered soldiers to go where they themselves wouldn't but claim all the glory for themselves.
The enemy charged towards them fanatically and once again got cut down by the Eldar's volleys and Prett's autocannon bursts. Silgan realised that this charge was bigger than the previous two in the last half hour. He fired a full auto burst on the advancing enemy then his lasgun clicked dry. He reached for the ammo in his thigh pocket his hand reached around the metal clip but before he could put it in its place a heretic soldier was but a few feet away with a large sinister knife. Reacting on instinct the vox-trooper swung his rifle butt into his face dropping him to the ground before finishing him with his knife then attaching the knife to the bayonet lug. By the time he had finished he hadn't noticed that another enemy soldier was standing behind him knife raised about to stab the Catachan in the back. The heretic stabbed down.
The sniper fired again the target would be deemed inaccurate by most snipers, he blew the things arm off but any other shot would have resulted in Silgan's death and Meric liked the man. This would be a good story for later a pinpoint shot on the spur of a moment. He fired another shot at the target blowing out his chest . Beside him Detta had noticed that the defence line was pulling back bit by bit. All he noticed except for one tiny spot the spot to where Meric had just fired they would be dead if they didn't pull back soon.
Understanding what the attack from behind meant Prett told the other four he was fighting alongside to pull back. He then fired another few bursts to cover the withdrawal before pulling back himself.
Bist knew that by pulling back they were concentrating themselves and greater defending the webway portal. He swung up and fired a few well placed shots with his plasma pistol. Then he spotted something, something big and armoured.
Sentinel walker Bedan noted
Bist nodded, he flicked out his pocket scope and used it to examine the walker, which because of the size he could do from cover. Standard pattern multi-laser and armoured cockpit. Shit. Most of the men have lasguns. Can't pierce the armour but the Eldar ones might sting it a bit.
The walker was now firing automatic sprays at the cluster of rocks, behind which Bist, Bedan and another seven men were sheltering. One trooper a Catachan didn't duck down in time and had his entire torso vaporized with one of the first shots. If someone didn't kill that thing soon then they'd all be dead.
A roar boomed out drowning the noise of small arms fire. The Imperial Leman Russ had fired its shell hit the sentinel directly blasting its lightweight wreckage into the air landing 12 feet back and crushing some enemy soldiers. This heightened the allies' spirits and they fought harder to defeat the enemy.
The enemies were getting closer no matter how many Hox shot down more seemed to fill their place. An Eldar trooper dropped down beside him and fired a volley of shurikens into the masses. Before Hox had time to appreciate the help this was a lasround burst through the Eldar's chest-plate showering the ground in blood. The boy was knocked to the ground when a fist collided with the side of his head. H expected a round or knife to end his life there and then, neither came, instead there was a mechanical whine and a loud static-like crackling. Psych had sprung into action stabbing his powersword into the chest of the first enemy, the one who had attacked Hox, before decapitating another with his chainsword. While Hox was attaching his bayonet as he'd been taught, the older trooper head-butted another attacker before cutting him apart with a cross-slice to the chest. Now Hox knew why he was called Psych, he was a psychopath. The bayonet now attached the young infantry man joined the fray .
Elanit saw the second Sentinel first. It was a different pattern from the first. Most obviously the driver was more visible. He tapped a human gunner beside him and ordered him to fire at it. The guardsman looked uncertain but a quick nod from his general assured him it was the right thing to do. He was xenophobic Elanit guessed, like most of the humans on this planet, and wouldn't trust an Eldar. The human was scared, his first combat, he shouldered the rocket launcher, fired and missed he was loading another rocket when the walker fired its weapon. The young gunner was now no more than a smoking crater and those around him were thrown down by the heat of the blast. Elanit recovered first from the aftershock then Glym , then the rest of the Eldar and finally the other humans. The sentinel fired a second high power las blast from the cannon on its right side. Glym saw the beam travel straight down the barrel of the Leman Russ's battle cannon a mere millisecond or two before the tank was due to fire. The loaded shell exploded first billowing flame out every orifice in the tank's structure and killing the crew. Then the other shells exploded tearing the vehicle apart . The shrapnel from the wreckage rained down on some nearby squads killing sergeant Kleece and two others a Catachan and an Eldar.
But by now the sentinel was quickly approaching the two commanders firing its cannon. Elanit fired a quick burst of shurikens which did nothing but ricochet off the armour and armour-glass, as shuriken rounds have a habit of doing. The walker turned its aim towards the small squad from which its last attacker came from. The soldiers, human and Eldar alike dropped into the rock cover. Except for one Glym remained standing with his upright bolt pistol gripped in both hands, aimed at the sentinel. Elanit dove for him the second his single shot was fired, both landing a few feet away . The young Eldar awaited the instant evaporation from the las cannon. It didn't come. The general's bolt round had blown out the armour-glass window at the front slicing the pilot to pieces with the fragments.
Bedan and Bist were now fighting the enemy in an insane melee the scout was holding his knife point down, slicing and stabbing with the skills from his frethid hunting days . Despite his skill he couldn't keep up with sergeant Bist. The old soldier was mowing the enemy down. He scythed through a torso with his chainsword before blasting through two enemies in a single shot from the plasma pistol. A screaming cultist swung a sword for the sergeant's head. The Imperial soldier just parried the blow with his bionic arm before slicing down into his attackers head with the chainsword. After killing enough to obtain some breathing space Bedan spotte d something: Enemies had penetrated the line and were heading for the webway generator!
Diferrion was at the head of the team that were now standing next to the Eldar machine . One of his men ran forward with a satchel of meltabombs before another shot him in the back of the head. The cultist then shot another two of his comrades before Diferrion ran his powersword into his chest. When he turned back to face the portal he saw someone in front of it who definitely hadn't been there before. The one before him was an Eldar wearing the rune armour of a High Farseer and pointing a shuriken pistol straight at his head. There was a split second that lasted an eternity to the Chaos colonel then the Farseer fired, the shuriken hit its target in the throat cleanly decapitating him.
Disclaimer: Same as always not Games Workshop don't own 40K. I own all Characters except Eldar who belong to Fallofavalon. Elanit Dakar is my character being an exception.
The quarry could easily be defended from attack and the Imperials and Eldar were making the best use of the land provided. They had the webway portal crackling in the centre of a well defended ring of troops hidden and protected by the rocks. However there were only about one hundred men and a tank, a decent size by some standards but if attacked by a large force they only had the cover of the land as a defence, and that would be rendered useless by mortars. Still both commanders of the defender's had been optimistic hoping that the archenemy wouldn't attack and if they did it would be an insane charge hoping to tear them apart with their bare hands. A tactic they would lose too many men to win with hopefully.
Elanit and Mklure continually checked the defences correcting were they saw weak points and strengthening morale. A few hours passed and that was when one of the greatest known enemies attacked. Not the endless legions of Chaos but the waiting which allows the soldiers time to contemplate the worst that could happen to them and the boredom which brings a slack in command. Bist knew that certain soldiers would react differently the problem is that knew recruits can never be predicted. He looked around to see how the veterans were reacting. It was predictable but he did it anyway, Silgan was fiddling with his vox-caster trying to patch into enemy transmissions, Detta was arming then disarming explosives seeing how quickly he could do it (a task which could quite easily have killed anyone else), Prett was continually running weapon checks although he knew everything was working perfectly , further down the line he could see Psych holding a game of cards against one of the gun-babies. He went down to see Psych and help the boy he was playing against get out of losing all of his money because Psych was the regiments best card player.
Hello Psych how much has the boy lost so far? The old sergeant joked.
The wee bastards winning, just. He replied
C'mon Marcus, said the wee bastard , or are you scared to go on?
Bist looked it was the boy he'd spoken to earlier, Hox, he, like Psych, had a lump at the back of his neck beneath the helmet. It was his hair; Bist had had a word with him earlier and told him that if ever he let his hair hang out from the back of his head in battle Commissar Stilan would give him a haircut with his chainsword an act which had been carried out before. Bist watched as Hox beat Psych and took his reward. It was the first time he'd ever witnessed Psych lose at cards . Then Hox pulled a small rolled up tube of obscura from his pocket and began smoking it.
That could draw fire from snipers. Bist warned
Psych just pointed to the crackling Bright light emitting from the webway portal in the boy ' s defence . Noting his own overreacting the sergeant moved on down the line.
Bedan had been walking casually around the area, although while casual he moved silently and unseen, it was the part of his job that he loved while other soldiers made distractions to get rid of the waiting his was part of the contract . He just walked around and said if he saw anything . sneaking came naturally to him. He and the sniper Meric had been friends back on Catachan they worked together as frethid hunters in the jungles. The large reptiles had four limbs and a green/brown/dark purple skin which was very tough to break and a lot of good meat on them. It was these animals which had helped them hone their skills. Meric would wait in cover still as stone covering Bedan with his hunting rifle while Bedan would sneak quietly over to the frethid with his knife in his hand. The main problem with frethids was that they didn't run they fought and if he was seen, very rarely, that was when Meric came into play. The reptiles had skin tough enough to shrug off most lasrounds and thick enough to stop a knife. If Bedan couldn't cut its throat (the thinnest skin area) for any reason Meric had to shoot it in the eye which although quite large was still a difficult shot but a guaranteed kill. Bedan and Meric both wore suits of the skin which was as strong as carapace and very light. The hilts of both their knives were one of the creature's claws, seven inches long and as strong as steel. Bedan was snapped out of his daydream when he thought he saw something in the distance. It was probably just a bird or some other kind of wildlife but he voxed in all the same .
Glym was with Elanit when the report came over his micro-bead. He quickly ordered all men to alert positions and told Elanit to do the same. He then told Bedan to come in closer to stay alive.
Meric panned his view through the scope around the landscape. He spotted something then checked again . H e was right.
Sir, he whispered, I got one in my sights . Almost definitely high-ranking. D o I have permission to fire? Anticipating the answer he slowed his breathing.
Only if you can blow the cunt's head off. The general replied
The dual suppressor was locked in place. Meric missed his old hunting rifle but the Imperial long-las Mark VI was a good replacement although Meric would never get used to it. He got his targets head in the crosshairs exhaled and fired.
Colonel Diferrion strode alongside his men singing songs of victory over the Imperials in their foul language. Suddenly the head of the trooper next to him exploded like a balloon showering him in blood, brain and fragments of skull. He laughed loudly partly because it meant there would soon be a fight and partly because his plan had worked. He had previously ordered one of his troops to switch uniforms with him for the purpose of drawing sniper fire . He shouted a rallying call over his shoulder and charged forward into battle with the four hundred men behind him, all singing their evil hymns as they advanced.
It wasn't long after Meric's first shot that the first of the enemy appeared to the Imperials and Eldar.
Bist swore silently looking at the approaching they must have been outnumbered at least 3:1 how would they hold out and how long for. Bedan dropped in beside him from over the top of the boulder he was using as cover, nodded and took up a firing position .
Silgan was hidden in a rock patch not far forward from Bist and a bit to the left. Around him were two Guardsmen an Eldar and Prett. He was always amazed at how the Cadian could hide a weapon with a barrel almost as big as him with so much ease; then again he was amazed that someone that size could carry that weapon and a rocket launcher and ammunition for both.
Psych and Hox complained that their game ended so abruptly. Hox took up a firing stance behind the cover of a long rock, Psych just sat beside him completely hidden unable to use a gun.
Detta was crouched low near Meric with his laspistol ready in his hand and a detonator ready in the other. He had been ordered to rig the whole area where the enemy would come from. The boundary lines for the death-zones he'd made were marked in his mind. The first of the enemy stepped over one, Detta waited he had it planned he let the first few pass through the whole zone then hit the detonator. He loved demolition it had been his work back on one of the major Catachan cities. But this was a beauty he thought he must have killed at least 20 with that trap .
In actual fact it was 32 dead and three wounded Diferrion knew that this was an explosion triggered by someone who could see what was happening he'd walked through the area himself and was almost killed but escaped with only a minor cut on his calf from a piece of rock. He sang his songs of praise to the Blasphemies he worshipped louder spurring on his men fearlessly.
Meric didn't understand how the enemy wasn't being affected by the fact that their commander was dead and the traps destruction. He resolved himself to finding and when the time came eliminating enemy sergeants, heavy gunners or anything else of value to the enemy.
The first of the chaos soldiers fired then the rest fired wildly after him. A shot hit the ground a few inches behind his leg. That meant one thing. He started firing from cover Prett opened up not long after his autocannon spitting its death at the advancing enemies. Scared a little at first by the actual fighting the other three guardsmen paused before shooting back. The Eldar aimed but didn't fire he was waiting for the enemy to come into range.
Along the Imperial and Eldar lines las-fire erupted back at the common enemy. Bedan popped up fired a few shots then dropped down again. They're kind of close now, sir he reported to Bist. Without hesitation the sergeant swung up blasting his plasma pistol into the enemy lines .
The two commanders, Glym and Elanit, were on the opposite side of the quarry when the attack started but both simultaneously checked their weapons quickly before charging for the front line. It was obvious to the Eldar that the Imperial general wasn't reluctant to fight the enemy as most men of his rank would be. Elanit had always hated commanders who ordered soldiers to go where they themselves wouldn't but claim all the glory for themselves.
The enemy charged towards them fanatically and once again got cut down by the Eldar's volleys and Prett's autocannon bursts. Silgan realised that this charge was bigger than the previous two in the last half hour. He fired a full auto burst on the advancing enemy then his lasgun clicked dry. He reached for the ammo in his thigh pocket his hand reached around the metal clip but before he could put it in its place a heretic soldier was but a few feet away with a large sinister knife. Reacting on instinct the vox-trooper swung his rifle butt into his face dropping him to the ground before finishing him with his knife then attaching the knife to the bayonet lug. By the time he had finished he hadn't noticed that another enemy soldier was standing behind him knife raised about to stab the Catachan in the back. The heretic stabbed down.
The sniper fired again the target would be deemed inaccurate by most snipers, he blew the things arm off but any other shot would have resulted in Silgan's death and Meric liked the man. This would be a good story for later a pinpoint shot on the spur of a moment. He fired another shot at the target blowing out his chest . Beside him Detta had noticed that the defence line was pulling back bit by bit. All he noticed except for one tiny spot the spot to where Meric had just fired they would be dead if they didn't pull back soon.
Understanding what the attack from behind meant Prett told the other four he was fighting alongside to pull back. He then fired another few bursts to cover the withdrawal before pulling back himself.
Bist knew that by pulling back they were concentrating themselves and greater defending the webway portal. He swung up and fired a few well placed shots with his plasma pistol. Then he spotted something, something big and armoured.
Sentinel walker Bedan noted
Bist nodded, he flicked out his pocket scope and used it to examine the walker, which because of the size he could do from cover. Standard pattern multi-laser and armoured cockpit. Shit. Most of the men have lasguns. Can't pierce the armour but the Eldar ones might sting it a bit.
The walker was now firing automatic sprays at the cluster of rocks, behind which Bist, Bedan and another seven men were sheltering. One trooper a Catachan didn't duck down in time and had his entire torso vaporized with one of the first shots. If someone didn't kill that thing soon then they'd all be dead.
A roar boomed out drowning the noise of small arms fire. The Imperial Leman Russ had fired its shell hit the sentinel directly blasting its lightweight wreckage into the air landing 12 feet back and crushing some enemy soldiers. This heightened the allies' spirits and they fought harder to defeat the enemy.
The enemies were getting closer no matter how many Hox shot down more seemed to fill their place. An Eldar trooper dropped down beside him and fired a volley of shurikens into the masses. Before Hox had time to appreciate the help this was a lasround burst through the Eldar's chest-plate showering the ground in blood. The boy was knocked to the ground when a fist collided with the side of his head. H expected a round or knife to end his life there and then, neither came, instead there was a mechanical whine and a loud static-like crackling. Psych had sprung into action stabbing his powersword into the chest of the first enemy, the one who had attacked Hox, before decapitating another with his chainsword. While Hox was attaching his bayonet as he'd been taught, the older trooper head-butted another attacker before cutting him apart with a cross-slice to the chest. Now Hox knew why he was called Psych, he was a psychopath. The bayonet now attached the young infantry man joined the fray .
Elanit saw the second Sentinel first. It was a different pattern from the first. Most obviously the driver was more visible. He tapped a human gunner beside him and ordered him to fire at it. The guardsman looked uncertain but a quick nod from his general assured him it was the right thing to do. He was xenophobic Elanit guessed, like most of the humans on this planet, and wouldn't trust an Eldar. The human was scared, his first combat, he shouldered the rocket launcher, fired and missed he was loading another rocket when the walker fired its weapon. The young gunner was now no more than a smoking crater and those around him were thrown down by the heat of the blast. Elanit recovered first from the aftershock then Glym , then the rest of the Eldar and finally the other humans. The sentinel fired a second high power las blast from the cannon on its right side. Glym saw the beam travel straight down the barrel of the Leman Russ's battle cannon a mere millisecond or two before the tank was due to fire. The loaded shell exploded first billowing flame out every orifice in the tank's structure and killing the crew. Then the other shells exploded tearing the vehicle apart . The shrapnel from the wreckage rained down on some nearby squads killing sergeant Kleece and two others a Catachan and an Eldar.
But by now the sentinel was quickly approaching the two commanders firing its cannon. Elanit fired a quick burst of shurikens which did nothing but ricochet off the armour and armour-glass, as shuriken rounds have a habit of doing. The walker turned its aim towards the small squad from which its last attacker came from. The soldiers, human and Eldar alike dropped into the rock cover. Except for one Glym remained standing with his upright bolt pistol gripped in both hands, aimed at the sentinel. Elanit dove for him the second his single shot was fired, both landing a few feet away . The young Eldar awaited the instant evaporation from the las cannon. It didn't come. The general's bolt round had blown out the armour-glass window at the front slicing the pilot to pieces with the fragments.
Bedan and Bist were now fighting the enemy in an insane melee the scout was holding his knife point down, slicing and stabbing with the skills from his frethid hunting days . Despite his skill he couldn't keep up with sergeant Bist. The old soldier was mowing the enemy down. He scythed through a torso with his chainsword before blasting through two enemies in a single shot from the plasma pistol. A screaming cultist swung a sword for the sergeant's head. The Imperial soldier just parried the blow with his bionic arm before slicing down into his attackers head with the chainsword. After killing enough to obtain some breathing space Bedan spotte d something: Enemies had penetrated the line and were heading for the webway generator!
Diferrion was at the head of the team that were now standing next to the Eldar machine . One of his men ran forward with a satchel of meltabombs before another shot him in the back of the head. The cultist then shot another two of his comrades before Diferrion ran his powersword into his chest. When he turned back to face the portal he saw someone in front of it who definitely hadn't been there before. The one before him was an Eldar wearing the rune armour of a High Farseer and pointing a shuriken pistol straight at his head. There was a split second that lasted an eternity to the Chaos colonel then the Farseer fired, the shuriken hit its target in the throat cleanly decapitating him.