A/N: Seeing as only 2 people voted, I've decided to write an intermission chapter so that you guys have a clearer picture of where it's going. Don't forget to vote on the surviving races!
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THE RIFT IMPERIAL FORTIFICATIONS: 1700
The Eldar had been hitting hard at Jack's position. The reappearance of the Tyranids hadn't helped either. Luckily, he had been reinforced with a battery of Earthshaker cannons, and they had reduced the breeding pools to rubble.
Tyranid warriors had died in swarms, as his artillery cut a bloody swathe through the enemy lines.
The Eldar had presented more of a problem.
Their fast moving Grav-tanks had managed to evade most of the incoming artillery fire, and massed lasguns were doing little to stop them. Jack ordered his army to open fire with all guns, and open fire they did.
Within several minutes, a Falcon Grav-tank exploded in a frenzy of plasma and scrap metal. The shrapnel cut through another's shielding and side plating, killing the driver instantly. The tank careened into the ground, and also exploded.
An Eldar Warlock appeared out of the flaming wreck, and waved several wraith guards forward. A trio of War Walkers appeared out of the smog of war, and began firing at the fortifications.
Guardians rushed forward and began firing widely into the chain of pillboxes and bunkers. As bits and pieces of the trench line exploded around him, Jack heard one of his Sergeants screaming at him.
"We can't survive much longer under this amount of fire!"
Jack waved the man forward, and they both crawled out of the trench.
"Follow me, and keep quiet!"
The two of them sneaked off quietly as they could into the maelstrom of battle. When they got as close as they dared to the War Walkers, Jack lit up a laser pointer and pointed it at the War Walkers.
"Leader to Basilisk teams, do you read me?""Basilisk team here, lead, what do you need?""I need a bombardment at the co-ordinates I am broadcasting, over""Roger, over and out"
Jack and his partner quickly made their way back to the trench line, just to see the 3 War Walkers explode in a sudden rain of shell fire.
Jack zoomed back to the Warlock, just in time to see his head explode from a sniper round.
Lasgun volleys were decimating the Eldar forces, but the return fire had destroyed over half the defenders as well. Both sides pulled back again, to prevent a complete massacre of both forces.
THIS IS BROTHER KORMELIUS OF THE CRUSADERS CHAPTER //STACTIC// REQUEST AID FROM //STATIC// IMPERIAL FORCES WE NEED //EXPLOSIONS// BEING DECIMATED BY ENEMY TRAITORS. MAKING OUR LAST STAND //STATIC// FOR THE EMPEROR!++
"Sir! This transmission appeared on our database several half an hour ago! What should we do?!"
Jack slammed his fist on the desk
"DAMMIT! Our Space Marine reinforcements have been wiped out to the last man. Emperor protect us…"
"SIR! Sensors indicate a massive battle taking place about 2 kilometres north-east of the rift!"
Jack and his command squad rushed outside and witnessed an epic battle. Masses of Orc were rushing forwards, killing units of cultists, only to be wiped out by massed lasgun and grenade launcher fire. A squad of Word Bearers Chaos Space Marines was locked in a titanic struggle with Mega Armoured Nobz.
Jack watched as the Chaos Lord hit the Orc Warlord in the chest and basically blew a hole in the thing, only to be decapitated by the Orc's Mega-Claw. The two combatants fell dead, at the same time.
"Basilisk batteries, fire at co-ordinates 559812, 12377 on my command. 3, 2, 1, Fire."
The resounded fire of Earthshaker guns being fired cleansed the rift of Chaos and Orc scum. Now all that was left were the Eldar…
Well, there you have it. One more chapter and the story will be rapped up. Please please PLEASE R&R and vote for your winner, as soon as one side reaches 3 votes, I'll finish the story off.