Where are those damned Alien Scum?" Sergeant Evans voice crackled over the communicator.
Captain Andrews scanned the ruined buildings of a once great city before he raised the com-link to his mouth. "Nothing yet, Sergeant. The tanks are on standby, nothings going to get through us"
"Excellent, make sure it stays that way. Evans out." the Com-net crackled with static and was silenced once more.
Andrews gripped his bolt-gun a little more tighter, he shivered at the though of what might happen if the Tyranids did break the tank line.
Drakan was a cold and unwelcoming world. over three quarters of the planet was covered in dense urban cities. The inhabitants weren't any nicer, Andrews recalled the time when a chimera he was in was petrol bombed, how he wanted to kill the people that did it.
Andrews had hated Drakan ever since he set eyes on it. A cold, evil place, populated by cold evil people. That was eight weeks ago today, the more he stayed there, the more he loathed it.
Andrews tore his gaze away from the ruined buildings and looked at the vast amount of tanks that made up the defensive wall. He was standing right near a detachment of tanks from the 232nd Catachan regiment, he gazed in awe at the command tank, he observed the kill marks and battle honours. He was glad they were on his side.
The Wall of iron was at least ten miles long. Nothing would get thorugh it. Andrews heard a thumping sound coming from behind him, he turned around and stared at the thing making all that racket.
Standing in front of him was a Space Wolf Dreadnought and a detachment of Blood Claws. Andrews had never fought with a dreadnought by his side, he was honoured by the opportunity.
One of the Grey Warriors aproached him. "Captain, at what time do the foul abominations arrive?". came a deep booming voice.
"Uh...ahh...aproximately ten minutes" was all Andrews could mutter.
Andrews began to wonder exactly how big the Tyranid Attack would be. There seemed to be a lot of troops there.
Andrews heard a whoosh of air near him. He turned his gaze to the Tanks, all the guns were now pointing straight ahead.
Catain Andrews narrowed his eyes and scanned the urban ruins. And then, where there was nothing but shattered buildings, there was a huge amount of Termagents, running ahead of the main battle line.
A mighty barrage of fire came from the Catachan Command tanks battle cannon, the hit struck home. A few of the Aliens emerged unscathed, the rest were destroyed.
"Andrews, what the hell is going on down there?" Sergeant Evans voice crackled once again over the com-net.
"Termagants, sir" replied the captain.
The Aliens were almost upon them now, the heavy bolters rattled of shots as they came in range.
Andrews heard a barrage of fire coming from where Evans was.
The Blood Claw squad rushed to meet the aliens, a battle began to form. One of the Termagants managed to escape and headed towards Andrews. It pointed a fleshy weapon at him, Andrews drew out his bolter and pumped shots into the alien creature.
Andrews scanned the land once more, this time he saw a mass of Genestealers coming straight towards Evans.
Lifting the com-link to his mouth, Andrews yelled. "SIR, Genestealers are aproaching you. Be on standby".
"Understoo...AARRGGGHH!!!" Wailed Evans. Andrews heard troops shouting and firing. The Ghostly chatter of Bolt gun fire and the death screams of the troops echoed across the com-link. Evans had died.
Andrews withdrew a small object from his bag and attached it to his Bolter, he loaded his Auxilary grenade launcher with a Krak Grenade.
The whole alien army was upon them now, The roar of the tanks was immense. Andrews thought he saw something moving, but he looked again and it had gone.
A spook sudenly appeared in front of the Sergeant, and fired two hooked strands of flesh at him. The Lictor was dragging Andrews towards it. He desperatley tried to grip his bolter, but it was useless.
A blinding flash of light struck the Alien Creature as it realeased Andrews. The Space Wolf dreadnought had saved him.
The Creature leapt at the Dreadnought, Andrews watched as the vile carcass was blown back by an electrical discharge. Andrews fired his bolter at the creature as it squirmed in pain and then died.
A small force of Genestealers began to attack a Leman Russ. they ripped the side of the tank off, the heavy bolter gunner desperatley tried to clear the jammed gun. Andrews raised his gun, and released the auxilary catch "Swallow this" Andrews muttered. He fired it at the group of Aliens. The Krak Grenade streaked towards them and caught one smack on the head. The Grenade detonated on impact, showing out bits of chitin, Andrews looked at one of the aliens, its body reduced to a bloody ruin.
The Gunner looked at Andrews and gave him the ancient thumbs up sign, Andrews nodded in return.
A high pitched wailing sound came from a few hundred yards ahead. Andrews felt sick, it was a dreaded Screamer Killer and it was coming towards him, from above the battle line, a small droning sound could be heard. Three Cobra Helicopters were attempting a hit and run on the Carnifex. The rattle of Heavy Stubber fire could be heard faintly. The Carnifex looked upwards and released a bolt of plasma at the nearest one. It just caught the tail of the chopper.
Andrews switched to the frequency of the Cobras. He could just make out what was being said by the stricken Cobra. " Son of A Bitch, I'm loosing it, were going dowm, May day, May day, were in trouble, damn that bastard, He's mine".
The Cobra span around, out of control. It was making a slow descent and finaly landed...right by three Tyranid warriors.
"Holy Shit, the stubbers jammed, the bloody stubbers jammed, damn that sodding Carnifex" Crackled the gunner. Andrews knew what he had to do.
he prepared his soul as he rushed up to the stricken craft. Firing shot after shot at the Alien Warriors he chanted a litany of hatred. The Chitinous armour could do little to protect the Tyranid warrior as it fell under a volley shots. The other two began to charge Andrews in combat.
As one jumped at him, the heavy stubber became clear and fired at the vile creature...its body fell to the ground, tore in two. A whoop came from the gunner as he began firing at some Genestealers.
The third warrior was destroyed by a Battle Cannon shot from behind the lines. Andrews went up to the Cobra. "Is anyone hurt?, if not, come with me " the sergeant asked. "No sir" They all replied. The guards men climbed out of the cobra and along with Andrews they headed towards the main defensive wall.
The Carnifex ws also shown no mercy as bolt of lascannon energy engulfed it in a bright yellow ball of laser power, the whole creature detonated from the stress, showering up bits of carapace and chitin. The Guardsmen began to laugh and cheer at this site, Andrews smiled to himself.
All along the battle field the tanks were met by the fearsome alien warriors. Some of the tanks had been damaged and was releasing black oily smoke. Some disapered under a wave of chitin. Some however, were thrashing the Alien horde.
As Andrews was on the western flank of the battle, there was hardly any Tyranids to deal with, He was glad about that.
One of the Guardsmen by Andrews let out a roar of pain as he fell to the ground. His face reduced to a bloody ruin of flesh.
"Looks like a strangler, sir" said the Cobra Gunner. A thought crossed Andrews mind, the thought upset him greatly.
What Andrews saw confirmed his thoughts, standing on-top of a ruined building was a Hive Tyrant, which was glaring straight at him. The sergeant wanted to run, but shame made him stay were he was.
A clanking sound made the Sergeant turn around, he saw the Space Wolf Dreadnought, along with seven Blood Claws heading straight for the Vile Tyrant.
Andrews followed behind them, when something caught his eye. Up in the sky was four Thunder Hawk Gunships, They flew over head, as if they were to release the troops in the heat of the battle. And cracking sound came from the Tyranid ranks, Black Smoke was pouring from one of the Gunships as it lost turbelence. Some Space Marines fell from the stricken ship as it crashed into the Tyranids.
As soon as it crashed the Gunship was engulfed by a wave of Tyranids and Genestealers. The Tyranids had just made a big mistake....
The Gunship opened up the rear door, and thousands of Space Wolves came pouring out of it. However these were no ordinary Space Wolves, they were Wolf Guard Terminators, all armed to the teeth with devestating weapons such as Assault Cannons and Cyclone Missile Launchers.
A wicked grin crept across Andrews face, as the three remaining Gunships released their loads, It seemed like the entire chapter was there, they cleaved through the Aliens with animal frenzy.
A Metalic roar caught Andrews ear, He spun around and glanced at the Dreadnought, It was in trouble, Blood poured from a hole in the Main Body were its thick armour had been penetrated, The Blood Claws couldn't reach the Dreadnought as they too, were fighting a battle against a swarm of Genestealers.
The Dreadnought saved Andrews life, so Andrews would save its. He grabbed a Melta Bomb and ran at the vile creature, he jumped in the air but fell short of the creature. Upon seeing him, the Hive Tyrant brought its Venom Cannon round to the sergeants face.
Fear Exploded in Andrews body, He wanted to move but couldn't, This time Andrews knew he would die....
The Monster fired at Andrews, he somehow managed to dodge it, but he was still caught by part of the blast.
The Space Wolf Dreadnought managed to free his Assault Cannon and began to fire at the Alien. Shots struck the Tyrant as he was torn apart in a hail of bullets. Seeing this the sergeant Passed Out.
He awoke to find himself in a bed, in a strange room. "Were am I ?" he muttered to himself.
"You are safe Brother" spoke the Wolf Priest as he stepped out of the shadows.
"You fought bravely today, even braver than the Blood Claws", continued the Space Wolf.
"Is the battle over ?" Andrews asked the Space Wolf.
"Indeed, the Tyranids have been destroyed, now you must rest Sergeant" said the Marine.
Andrews Nodded as he drifted of tho sleep....