Ground combat from orbit looked deceptively celebratory, a display of multi-hued explosions and storms of light that appeared too artful to be destructive. Flashes of light burst further along its curve, drawing closer as the ship raced towards the battle site. Eight seconds.’ The machine counted down.
From space, every world is but a fragile glass ornament against the infinite black.’ We hold that to ourselves as a secret truth. ‘These places we fight for,’ said Kalael, his armour the green of the Dark Angels. ‘The calm before the storm, brother,’ said Solus, as if reading his thoughts. Every world was different, and when viewed from this height, every world – whether hell or paradise – had been beautiful in its own way. He had thought he would grow jaded at the sight eventually, but he never had. He had seen many worlds from this vantage point. Somewhere beyond that great metal cliff, larger ships would be fighting.įor all the fury of the anti-ship fire streaking up from the surface, beneath Justinian’s feet the world floated peacefully by, its ochre surface hazed by the blue of a thin atmosphere mottled with clouds and their shadows. Behind, the ship’s iron immensity blocked off everything. Justinian’s view of the battle was limited by the projecting shields sheltering the Primaris Space Marines from the deadly impacts of micro shrapnel and direct attack. An escort of interdiction fighters accelerated and fell in alongside the Rudense, weaving through the turmoil and then off ahead, guns blazing. Flaming debris span past, wreathed in dying sparks and glittering ices. The Space Marines swung below their drop arms. The wide rays of defence lasers slammed up from the planet below, but the Rudense was artful at deception, and it was never where the lasers fired.Ī massive explosion ahead sent shivers along the ship. Lasbeams stabbed from the ship’s side out to infinity. The Rudense was something new, and it had taken the enemy by surprise many times.Įxplosions burst around the Rudense, and Justinian’s helm lenses darkened against the dazzle. It only had small hangars and no drop pod tubes. It was a rapid insertion craft, intended to fight its way through the maelstrom of close-range orbital combat and deliver its payload to the surface directly from the edge of a planet’s atmosphere.
Slender as a dart, seven hundred metres long and as fast as its shape suggested, the Rudense was heavily armed for its size class, and strengthened to withstand brushes with planetary atmospheres.
But the warriors aboard had an important role, one never seen in the armies of the Space Marines before the Ultima Founding.
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Its Adeptus Astartes complement was set at fifty – not even a full company. The Rudense was a small ship of a class designed specifically for the Indomitus Crusade. But dammit, it's just awesome to see them in action.
Yeah, I know, I know, the Primaris have received more than their fair share of criticism, and a lot of it is probably warranted. The fight does not go well for the heretics. Context: As the Imperium slowly begins to push back against the onslaught of Chaos in the aftermath of Guilliman's return, a small force of Primaris Space Marines are dispatched to a world that's been overrun by traitor Astartes, including veterans from the IVth Legion, the infamous Iron Warriors.
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