Tau vs crimson fists battle off sector 2-7-7-8(complete and fixed)

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**strickland05**

Commander Redsun processed the data flying across his HUD display inside the XV8-02 iidium battle suit surveying the coordinated and high definition display of the last remaining Gue'ron'sha on this world. Noting with grudging admiration the way they efficiently constructed fortifications and repairs to the still burning wreck of a village, the bombardment of the air caste having only ended moments earlier.
"Fools" said Redsun "they will perish soon, for the greater good." As soon as he said that he noticed a comms request blinking on his display.
Clicking it on he said "hello Aun'sha what can I do to be of service?"
The eathreal Aun'sha replied "commander, the earth caste surveys have discovered an anomaly that usually precursors the Gue'la's emergence in deep space." H paused you must attack their remaining forces at once!"
"It shall be done." Replied Redsun making a mental note to switch out his normal fusion blasters for burst cannons and missile pods to deal with the few light vehicles and toughened warriors more diversely. He opened a comm link to all his sub commanders "all leaders report on strength in sector 2-7-7-8..."

Sergeant Juian noticed a gap in the hastily constructed defence line "brothers shift right" he boxed to his squad. "Split into combat squads, four brothers and heavy bolster in the ruins, the rest with me on the line."
Ten affirmatives replied.
Julian surveyed the small village, correction he thought, strong point. All squads were doing the same, preparing to defend themselves on the last imperium held found of this world.
Chapter master padro Kantor himself was here with them, surely a sign they would succeed. They had been fighting a withdraw battle for the last week to get to these coordinates. This was the last stand, the location where a relief fleet should be able to break through and extract the now depleted force.
Kantor himself was inside the command variant razorback probably checking and rechecking his location and making final preparations. All there is now, though Julian, is to wait, a thought echoed by forty two space marines as the they rechecked equipment for the thousandth time.
The boxed clicked in "one hour brothers, the fleet will be here in one hour" came kantor so commanding voice

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"Brother-sergeant, movement to the north, multiple grav tanks..."
Julian was about to reply when a tremendous humming WHIP-CRACK flew by his head in a flash of blue light instantly followed by a blinding flash that made his auto lenses darken. The hyper velocity round punched through the tracks of the nearest razorback, shredding the treads and slewing it to the side, smoke started to flicker from the impact.
"Squad Julian, this is polux, be advised my brothers have spotted the aliens advance scouts to your north in the craters."
"Thank you brother" replied The sergeant. Damn he thought, how did they get so close!
Just then reports filtered in through the net "this is squad Torres, a large squad of the alien mercenaries popped out of the grass to our south." Julian could hear the sounds of impacts in the background and the occasional bolter roar. "My sensors are barley picking up the forms of the Tau's ambushers to the south west."
"All squads hold positions and return fire!" Came the gravely commanding voice of Kantor, over the vox. Then even over the sounds of gunfire, explosions, and crumbling earth his roar was heard "THERE IS ONLY THE EMPEROR!"
The voices of forty two space marines rose in reply "HE IS OUR SHIELD AND PROTECTOR!" The cry was punctuated like an exclamation mark as the razorbacks opened up sending burning lances of crimson light flying at the advancing enemy APC's one bolt slamming into a rotating engine tearing it off as the pilot tried to dodge the shot, sending it crashing into the ground in a spray of dirt and sod it's rotating cannon still chewing up impacts in front of it before it came to rest still spitting blue, crackling speres of light at the defenders.
Librarian Mendoza dismounted with squad Dante after hearing reports of tau stealth suits and feeling their weapons fire impact the side of his vehicle and called upon his powers to attack the enemies nervous system...
...Sergeant Dante studied the librarians face and noticed the blood trickling from his nose and his expression was a rictus of pain, clearly struggling against an unseen challenge, Dante wondered if he would have to shoot him to preserve the librarians soul.
Then the Mendiza roared in outrage as he threw his hands towards the suits, his physic circuitry glowing brightly, and Dante saw one alien explode as if his organs were trying to get out of his body,
Dante noticed movement as another group tried to flank them, and yelled at his squad to engage with hellfire bolts felling two.
Chapter master Kantor disembarked his transport yelling "Torres take out those kroot! Fire support squad and us will cover you in." His legendary storm bolter, dorms arrow, already roaring and spitting death at the avian looking aliens, immediately followed by roars from bolt guns, and the heavier thump of heavy bolter shells.
As the kroot were exploding from the detonation of bolts in their heads and chests sergeant Torres yelled "brothers with me!" And vaulted the stone wall running firing at the kroot.
On the other side of the village squad Julian was covering for the sternguard advancing to counter attack the rapidly approaching tau.

Commander Redsun waited with his four squads in the belly of a manta. "The enemy is engaged, soon we will drop. Rmember your positions and the mon'tka will succeed." Flashes of consent appeared on his HUD as he resumed surveying the battle. So far so good he thought...

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. Commander Redsun waited in the hold of the manta stock still focused intently on the live video feed of the battle, judging it's ebb and flow, waiting for the perfect time to drop and spring the mon'tka that would end the battle. An icon flashed in his vision indicating that the bay's load master wished to speak.
"Shas'o , shas'ui o'reas and his team have dropped, triggering the drone squadrons automatic responses who dropped with the, did I miss the command?" He asked.
"For the tau'va!" Exclaimed Redsun "no you didn't miss it. All teams prepare to drop!" Perhaps we can still salvage this, he thought.
Shas'ui Henat'i disembarked the side hatch of the devilfish leaping the few feet to the ground, rifle raise, scanning in front of him, like he knew the rest of his team was doing.
Ethreal Aun'sha disembarked with unworried grace and spoke, his choice raising above the cacophony of noise even though it sounded as if he had barley raised his voice. "Warriors of the empire! For the empire! For the tau'va slay these barbarically beings!"
Henat'i saw the other team of fire warriors disembark the recently crashed APC disorientated, snapping his gaze back to the hastily built fortifications, saw a flash of dark blue, aimed his rifle, check range finder, optimum firing trajectory, pulled the trigger and a flash of energy raced at the speed of light towards the enemy. The fire warriors fired at a tremendous rate, the Gue'ron'sha moved with competency their massively armoured bodies instinctively taking cover and snapping off return shots. The full issue of high powered shots was smashing though their barricades and even though some humans were hit close to a dozen times, their armour cracked open, helmets split and blood and flesh exploding from the holes, as the space marines fell, refusing to die they snapped off bolt shots before slumping down dead.
Shas'ui O'reas landed gracefully sending missiles and a bolt of superheated plasma screaming at the enemy tanks, as his partner did the same, punching a hole in the side, sparks began to fly out of the puncture. Glancing to his side O'reas saw the gun drone squadron buzz down and fire a fullisade at the massive warriors beside the tank while their attention was on the crisis suits. The drones fire was not as accurate as living breathing tau but as they buzzed around each other like a swarm of bee's they were able to send so much pulse rounds at the enemy that for a moment torn grass, earth and dust obscured O'reas's sensors. When the dust settled and the firing ceased there was only only one massive warrior with holes through his banner and barley any blue left on his armour firing back at them. Turning his sensor cluster back to the tankO'reas heard the distinctive WHIP-CRACK of a rail cannon and saw the lethal shot as it tore into the tank flipping it completely over and smoked poured out of it's hatches with flickers of flame.
Engaging his jet pack he lifted effortlessly off the ground, up and forward, scanning for further targets.

Sergeant Torres raced towards the savage kroot noticing on icon from the fire support squad blink out, left foot-fire, recoil. An explosion roared out behind him, report of a razorback destroyed, right foot-fire, recoil. The creatures known as kroot aimed their long hunting rifles at them, he noticed they had wicked looking curved blades on each end, left foot-fire, recoil. They studied their stance aimed and fired in rapid succession, Torres saw two of his brothers icons wink out. Rage consumed him, his power fist crackled, his storm bolter kicked BANG, BANG, BANG, left foot, BANG BANG, BANG, right foot. He heard the whoosh of a flamer and saw kroot engulfed in liquid fire, heard them screech in avian pain, he smiled.
To his left and right he saw the savages jerk as bolts impacted, then arch as explosions ripped out of holes in showers of gore. Torres lifted his power fist and yelled "for dorn!" sprinting at the aliens.
Sprinting the last few meters he grabbed the nearest kroot, mid swing of it's wicked curved blades, and three it to smash into another charging forward sending them both crashing in a tangle of sinewy limbs. Glancing to his left he saw a kroot smash it's blade through the eye lense of the brother with the flamer, stunning him while two other creatures jumped on him carrying the space marine back with the force of their impacts and weight, smashing open his carapace with repeated blows and hacking and slashing until the crimson fist was still.
A brother space marine rushed forward grabbed one a age and slammed a grenade in it's mouth, kicking it towards it's comrades, the grenade went off with a dull thud showering three with fragments of bone, metal, and brain, felling them. Torres turned back there was only two aliens left, protecting one of their leader caste, the sergeant grinned.
To the north sergeant Julian took cover as alien weapons smashed the barricade apart, seeing brother sergeant Polux and his squad cut down by the unbelievable fullisade of fire power. He saw one sternguard unbelievably rise, heft his heavy flamer and vault the shattered wall, charging through the storm of fire, engaging wis weapon and burning the tau alive, the remaining combat squad of squad polux rushed to fill the gap.
"Fire support squad, rapid fire! Every one else on me!" Yelled Julian vaulting the barricade himself.
Sergeant Dante, in.an act of heroism that no one would see vaulted his on piece of ruined wall and charged towards the disk like drones, shots hitting the ground all around him blasting off his shoulder pauldron. Still he charged... Until, descending on jets of fire, two battlesuits sent bursts of super heated plasma screaming through him. Sergeant Dante fell, never to rise again.

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. Commander Redsun hurtled through the air, the team on his left keeping pace, while judging his distance from the target he activated a comms link to all ground forces. "All forces, detach drones, push into village push, push, push. Victory is almost upon us, for the Tau'va." Blinking the link off, he activated his thrusters and started his burst cannons spinning with a faint whine. Zooming his sensors in he saw a group of Gue'ron'sha firing into a team of fine warriors, slaughtering them, to his three accompanying Xv8 pilots he said " engage highlighted targets, burst cannons fire, then missiles."
"Yes shas'o" came three replies.
Burst cannons rained blue death at the barbarians coming from above and dening them the advantage of cover, pounding the humans to the ground from multiple impacts of high powered weapons. When the Gue'ron'sha dived for cover the commander ordered missiles and on contrails of whit smoke a salvo of missiles connected with the weakest part of their armour, behind their heads at the helmet lock. When the smoke from miniature explosions cleared not one human body was intact, much less alive.
"Crisis team four, we are providing firing solutions on heavy weapons in the ruined building." Came the pathfinders team leader across the comms net.
"Commander Redsun swivelled his steaming multi-barrelled cannons in that direction, his squad doing the same, instantly firing solutions overlapped his screen displays providing range, elevation and target leads from marker lights. As he was about to push the firing stud, his burst cannons whirring , blinding blue flashes tore into the warriors, engaging Redsun's blacksun filters, and in the instant it took for the sensors to come back online three human barbarians were nothing but charred husks of their original shape. The remaining warriors dived for cover only to be beset by the humming gun drones swivelling overhead doing no more than distract and fix the barbarians while shas'ui O'reas and his teammate lined up shots and blew the warriors apart in a shower of missiles and plasma.
The commander activated his jet pack and hurtled after the speeding devilfish and gun drones into the village.

Sergeant Julian looked up from killing the last desperate enemy warriors to see the carnage that was ensuing , watched his fire support icons blink out in rapid succession, turning around he saw that there was only five other space marines alive on this flank, his combat squad and the lone sternguard veteran. The veterans armour was in tatters, holes, scrapes and pieces had been burned in and off taking fire from multiple directions. The crimson fists determination let him shrug it off.
Julian heard the familiar WHIP-CRACK of the tau's battle tank, heard the explosion as the razorback blew a fire ball into the sky. Hearing the whip-crack a second time he felt a concussion force him to his knees as the round passed over his head. The hyper velocetic round hit the veteran in the chest as he was thumbing the trigger on his flamer, and he exploded like an overfilled balloon, with a lot more wetness.
Hearing a buzzing sound like a swarm if angry mesquitos Julian looked back, the scouts were firing at his squad with a rifle that literally reacted to the air around them and one space marine died screaming as his flesh and armour melted in an eye blink with a white hot explosions. Instants later smaller whip-cracks tore into his squad and the remaining icons blinked out on his display, he felt an impact that threw him off his feet, tear his backpack off. As the sergeant was lying there with dirt showering his face, wondering why he was laying down, the last thing he heard was chapter maste Pedro Kantor's voice on the vox yelling "consolidate on me!"

Shas'ui O'reas thruster forwards and saw the in distinct shape of stealth suits twist and fire anti-tank weapons and burst cannons at the human with mind powers, ending his existence, leaving no more trace he was ever there save a furrow in the ground.

Sergeant Torres shoulder rushed past the kroot, kicked the alien leader in the chest, sending him sprawling and wheezing on his back, striding over he planted his foot on it's chest growled " suffer not the alien to live." He put two bolts into it's head, leaving only a stump on it's neck. Turning around he saw his battle brother dispatch the last kroot with his bolt pistol.
Then he heard the command "consolidate on me!" And the two of them sprinted back to the remaining members of squad Torres.
Torres regrouped with his fire support squad as multiple tau vehicles and disc like machines converged on the command squad, spitting death,they felled three veterans, including to the sergeants horror, the standard.
"Take them out!" He yelled and immediately bolters smashed drones from the sky and the heavy bolter roard into the light tau skimmer, igniting an ammo compartment, sending it crashing into a veteran of the command squad, shearing his body in two and chunks if burning debris smashed into the descending forms of battlesuits making their landing more of a controlled fall than a descent.
Pedro Kantor charged at the new threat, dorms arrow, spitting exploding death and knocking armoured plated off the larger battlesuit. Seeing the space marine charging the battlesuits they tried to lift off again, spitting fire from their rotating guns. The company champion lost his leg to the fullisade but Kantor accelerated to a sprint jumping from the burning wreck of a vehicle he grabbed two of the battlesuits smashed his power fist through the chest of one and firing into the other point blank with dorms arrow sending exploding bolts into the alien pilot.
Kantor dropped onto the shoulders of the third battle suit as it's companions parts were raining down around him. He reached down grasped the head and twisted it clean off, a frightened blue face peered up at him through the opening before he plunged his power fist down.

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. Pedro Kantor looked up from the ruined battlesuit noting with a smirk the enemy commander fly out of reach over a building. Glancing around he noted with some trepidation that most of the tau forces were swivelling in his direction, without a thought he sprinted towards the ruined building hearing most of the enemy shots impacting just behind his feet, showering stone and dirt over him.
"Not so great shots, these aliens." He growled under his breath, and no sooner had he uttered the words than a crackling blue bolt of energy connected with his shoulder pauldron ripping it clean off and gouging a furrow through cerci mite and flesh spinning him around. An instant later another shot connected square in his chest ripping laurels, and sashes, defacing his two headed eagle icon and throwing him off his feet to land with a crash. In a split second the chapter master was on his feet vaulting of rubble to the ruined second story, he turned put his back to a corner and opened up with dorms arrow smashing tau disk drones out of the sky to crash burning to the turf one after another.
sergeant Torres saw the defiant last stand of his chapter master, and it revived his hope. "Squad, rapid fire! Keep those alien bastards of Kantor!" The volley of bolts increased and pinned down battlesuits and drones alike.
The WHIP-CRACK, so distinguished from other shots now tore through the brick wall smashing into the heavy bolter who's barrel was red hot from his rate of fire, lifting him ten feet in the air before the second crack impacted sending down a shower of red rain. Glancing to his left he noted the forms of tau battle suits perched atop a ruined wall like giant birds of prey, loosing missiles which flew on burning spirals of white smoke tearing into the emailing tactical marines.
Snapping his head to the right he saw the enemy commander land on jets of flame, his rotary cannons spinning ferociously sending an unbelievably volley of energy with unerring accuracy tearing into the remaining space marines, noting the shape of drones whirring around the enemy commander loosing off shots as well.
The life icons blinked out and in his fury sergeant Torres failed to notice the indistinct blurred outline of tau stealth suits until an anti tank weapon tore off his keeps and he landed in a semi-sitting position by the wall,his intestines spilling on the ground. Glancing at his chronometer knowing he was about to die, he thought, we almost made it...

Commander Redsun leapt into the air spinning gracefully he noticed the enemy commander still putting up a fight. A team of crisis suits jumped forward with a hoard of drones attempting to finally slay the beast, one sent a bolt of plasma straight through the Gue'ron'sha stomach, he seemed not to notice as he darted forward. To Redsun's horror, the barbarian had within seconds reduced the XV8's to sparking metal while simultaneously gunning down the remaining drones in a fearsome display of powers.
"Shas'o, shas'o regent message, I repeat regent message!" Came the watery voice of an air caste member.
Noting the fearsome tally this brute was enacting on drones and tau life Redsun didn't deign to answer instead opening a comm link with the messenger, prompting him to continue.
"The Gue'la have broken through! A large relief force is rapidly approaching your sector!" The panic in his voice was evident.
The shas'o didn't reply, instead he opened a comm link wih all ground forces, "all teams withdraw with all haste, we have lost enough life today, I repeat withdraw from sector 2-7-7-7!" He six grimly as he thruster away to the pre designated rendezvous point confident his order was already being followed.
It didn't feel,like a victory he thought...

Pedro Kantor endured the attentions of an apothecary as he watched others gathering up the dead and wounded crimson fists, so many, he thought. The full second company had screamed down In thunder hawks, escorted more than forty storm talons. Kantor had ordered them not to pursue knowing that this tau force was nothing compared to what could eventually be brought to bear on them on this world, and they were circling overhead like vultures as the crimson fists beat there hasty extraction.
"There will be revenge..." He growled, the apothecary respectfully ignored him.

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**Waaagh 18**

Great report! Really liked the narrative. Maybe next time put the pictures along with the text instead of at the end.

**strickland05**

I know, I was trying to figure that out, but all I could manage to do was put them at the end, do you have any suggestions on how to do it? And thank you

**Waaagh 18**

I don't. I can't even figure out how to get a picture in the gallery

**strickland05**

Figured it out

**13045273**

Honestly when I started reading this I was thinking "wow, wonder how long it takes Tau to pummel the marines into gooey puddles" but Pedro is chapter master for a damn reason and a half!

Awesome BatRep

**strickland05**

Thank you, I was surprised as he'll too