There is only war
The drop ships engines roared, nothing could be heard over the din of the battle. The crash of the artillery, the revving of chain weapons, the crack of lasfire, the bark of heavy bolters.
The red uniformed enemies was so close, you could see the looks on their faces. Everyone was the same. The blood pact wore masks. It was a clever psychological effect. The PDF troopers faced a mass of identical faces, the blood pact faced a mass of terrified grimaces.
As the men began poring out of the ship, the blood pact opened fire, killing dozens as they jumped. The PDF troopers opened fire in retaliation. One man had a grenade launcher, and took out a Blood pact trooper with one shot. Hundreds of troops were battling in this tiny lot in this worthless city, on this emperor forsaken planet. Dozens died. Soon, the main force pushed up to the position, Heavy bolter squads now poured fire into the blood pact. One man took 5 bolt rounds to the chest and still walked forward to die at the hands of a sergeant with a chain sword. One man looked down, to see another with a stuubber round embedded in his chest. The man was screaming in agony. The trooper crouched down to hear the mans last words.
"Please... Tell me there is a respite! Tell me that in death duty will end!"
The mans head was destroyed by a las shot. The trooper turned to see a commissar, his pistol pointed at the man. The commissar spoke.
"There is only war."