Well, I forced my friends to read my story, and Imperial Guard won the vote so...
THE RIFT, IMPERIAL FORTIFICATIONS: 2330
Jack waved the Imperial forces forward, lasgun strapped to his back. 2 silver bars visible on his helmet told of his recent promotion to Captain. He grabbed a couple of spare magazines and put them in his belt. A sheathed combat knife was strapped to his boot, and his helmet hung from his waist.
This was going to be the last major offensive of the campaign before reinforcements ran out. The Imperial Guard forces had enough tanks, APCs, and other armoured vehicles to present an armoured assault on the enemy.
At precisely 2340 the Basilisk guns were to-
A sound much like thunder broke the calm of the evening. Thunderbolts streamed through the air as they dropped heavy bombs into the Eldar positions. Lightning Attack Fighters streaked in after them, strafing any Eldar forces caught in the open.
Several hours ago, Imperial HQ had dropped several Super Heavy Tanks into the area.
An Imperial Macharius Vulcan Heavy tank rolled into positions. To its right was a Mars Patten Baneblade Super Heavy tank, and to its left was Storm Sword super heavy Siege tank. Thousands of Guardsmen raced for their Chimera APCs as the column of tanks rushed towards the Eldar lines.
The Macharius opened fire with its revolving machine guns, gunning down any Eldar warriors that were caught in the open. The Baneblade fired on any and all enemy vehicles, and the Storm Sword demolished every enemy bunker.
Jack readied his lasgun as the APCs moved towards the breach in the enemy lines.
"Move it men! Go go go!" he screamed as the APCs pulled to a halt and disgorged the troops onboard. The gunners were giving covering fire, shooting down Eldar warriors as they moved to counter attack the Imperial spearhead
Jack fired steadily with his lasgun, gunning down an Eldar warrior as she sought to escape the barrage of fire.
It was a start, but there would be much killing this night.
THE RIFT, ELDAR LINES: 0120
Fire from a Sonic Lance smashed into a Chimera, blowing it up, and taking down a full platoon of guardsmen.
"We have an Eldar Revenant Titan! We have an Eldar Revenant" An explosion could be heard, then static. Jack pulled his knife out of the neck of an Eldar warrior.
"Shit..." He pulled out his mike, and broadcast an order for his men "All armoured units, focus fire on the Eldar Revenant."
The shields on the Revenant titan began to glow as bullets, shells, and las cannon fire lashed towards it. The column of Leman Russes began to add its fire towards the barrage.
Thunderbolts streaked in to take a bombing run at the titan, but they were shot down by Eldar Phoenixs, who were in turn shot down by Imperial Lightning attack fighters. The skies above the Rift were turned into a massive dogfight, as Imperial bombers tried to get close enough to the Titan to unload their deadly payload.
THE RIFT, ELDAR BASE: 0400
After 5 hours of fighting, the Imperial forces had taken the Eldar lines, and were now pushing into the Eldar base. Farseer Tasante beckoned to him. He slung his lasgun, and waved his men down.
"I had hoped for a more peaceful solution to this, Captain."
"There can be no peace as long as one foe draws breath."
"And with that philosophy, you shall fall."
Jack drew his combat knife again, and prepared for death.
But Farseer Tasante surprised him. She threw him a power sword, taken from the body of a dead Colonel.
"Fight me as you used to fight, in an age long past, Captain" she requested. "See this as a final request, from a person, weary of war."
"Very well."
The sword in Jack's hands crackled to life, and he brought it up in a sweeping motion. Tasante lashed against him, coming in from the right, but Jack managed to dodge at the last second. He pivoted, and spinning to gain extra speed, he slashed to his left. Tasante parried the blow effortlessly.
She then used the butt of her witch blade and knocked Jack down. Jack rolled to the side, a split second before the blade pierced the ground. He kicked Tasante over, yelled "No retreat, No surrender, No Mercy!" and beheaded her.
"Kill the rest of them."
"With pleasure, sir."
The bunker was slick with blood that night.
Epilogue
Sir, after much consideration, we have concluded that Captain Jack Fleming, is worthy of promotion to Major. He is to be sent to the fighting on Machio IV. The survivors of the "Battle of the Rift" have praised his skill and as such, we have trained him to be a member of a quick strike unit of Storm Troopers. He has filed a report for an apology and love letter to someone named Krystal, on behalf of one Deonne Franscal (KIA). This has been noted.
The war against the Xenos, Heretic, and Daemon would be over much quicker if we had more men like Major Jack Fleming.
There you have it. The ending of my first multi-chapter story. Should I write a sequel? Again, please review, and I'm not particularly fond of this chapter, but oh well. Until next time, Peace.