Forum adverts like this one are shown to any user who is not logged in. Join us by filling out a tiny 3 field form and you will get your own, free, dakka user account which gives a good range of benefits to you: No adverts like this in the forums anymore. Times and dates in your local timezone. Full tracking of what you have read so you can skip to your first unread post, easily see what has changed since you last logged in, and easily see what is new at a glance. Email notifications for threads you want to watch closely. Being a part of the oldest wargaming community on the net. If you are already a member then feel free to login now.

This story is no where near finished and I shall update it regularly.


This is the tale of an IG officer in charge of a platoon of the 312th Regiment who are combined with the 684th and 441st to stop Hive Fleet Loch at V'run where reports say all the Tau have been
killed.

The Valkryie shook and rattled crankily beneath me as I sat strapped into my seat with my twenty squad members waiting till we reach the drop zone. "Officer Peter, we are five klicks from drop
zone, no xenos in sight!" I hear come through with static from my ear piece. I sit in silence, waiting and silently saying my prayers to the emperor. "Three klicks out sir!" says the pilot. Our
task is a relative strait forward and simple but no where near easy.

"Load your weapons men," I order as I load my lasgun and chech my sword. We are landing at the end of the forest leading to the last city reported to be free from xenos, but no one is relying on
that data.

"One klick sir, get ready," the pilot says. The time crawls by as I finally feel our decent to the ground, then, out of seemingly nowhere we all hear a loud "BOOM" then and explosion in the front
of our ship. We all shake violently as we go down, I grab the bar abouve my head as everyone elese. The air is filled with the screeching of our engines as they auto-pilot which signifies that
both our pilot and co-pilot are dead. As soon as it happenedd we hit the ground with a bone shaking thud. One of the hatches opens as I hit the activation stud and order my me to surround the ship
in a defensive position. I notice we are all relitivly unharmed but the cockpit was a charred mess. I take point and look around. "Form a line three in front two behind on both sides!" I holler,
"Advance on me!"

We make steady progress through the forest crunching the under grown as we walk between the short trees blocking most of the sun. If five minutes we are at the edge of the forest gazing upon the
tau city. About half way to the city I see the other Valkryies and the guard advancing. "At ease but keep moving," I command. As we reach the valkryies some are unloading the vehicles thay had
brought and I report our ships status to the intelligence officer. We were granted standard issue bikes for lack of out distance. No sooner than we have mounted our bikes than we her gun shots
from the front line.

"Charge!" I yell, and we are off to join the fight. However I noticed a swarm of guants flanking the right flank and I order my men to follow me. I yell, "Fire!" and a stream of lasgun shots arc
tword the guants killing several, I bank to the right and, pushing my bike to the limit almost fly right into the side of a guant while slicing another in half, I look behind me and relise my
troops are doing the same. As we finish our pass I turn noticing I have two casualties. This time, because we don't have the element of suprise any more charge strait into the guants. Thanks to the
emperor only a portion of the guants diverted thier pass to fight us. I charge while yelling as our bikes kick up a cloud of dust behind us. Just befor Impact time seems to stop as I notice a huge,
hulking biomass behind the swarm. Towering over most of the buildings it must be the hive queen. As soon as time stoped I was back with a sickening thud as I ram the first guant and pummel it
beneth my bike.

The guants braced for the impact and only after hitting the third line my bike lost the speed it had and I jump off and engage with my sword. I take a ferocious downward chop cleaving the guant in
two and turning to pary a bit to my head from my left. Bam! I feel the head of a xeno in my back and lean fowrad cutting it's head in two and kicking with all my might behind meand am welcomed
with a revolting crack sn I feel hot liquid splat on my back. As I take a step back and brace my self for the next xeno along side one of my squad members I hear a loud hiss as lasgun shots are
fired at the backs of the xenos. As the last of the xenos are killed off I am met with a wave of green and brown uniforms with insignias of the 312th Regiment. I give a curt salute to my fellow
officer who just saved my squad and I round up my men. As I count I noticed we have sustained six more casualties making our number