A/n: (Two perspective of two people during this conflict is more interesting than the MC character.)
War....
We all knew about it. We were ready for the past hundred years.
When we first exited the orbital Dockyards of Ymand II, our ships joined the massed ships to wage war on the supposed UED.
I looked at my home as we warp to joined the remaining fleets.
I smiled softly as we are doing our god work.
I looked at my crew, and they were like clockwork.
Many were drilled to perfection, we took the videos of the UED fleets and everytime we made strategy and tactics to make use of the enemy strength and weaknesses.
Each ship have been trained as long as we could and we are all, but lacked experience.
I am, but a humble Commodore of a Acclamator fleet. Each ship was mere seven hundred crew and in our holds carried tens of thousands soldiers, war material to conquer a system by our lonesome.
I never understood why my father, a sailor of the stars like my own, would joined the imperium.
But later I from what I understood, the war of the UED was a crusade of grievances.
We join the fleet to conquer as many of their territories as fast as possible.
They had the ftl, but we had the warp, and from the psyker choirs informed us of the calm waves in the sea of souls.
We would do a blitzkrieg to land as much possible system and conquer the UED before they realize of our intrusion.
The Mechanicum have provided our ships with technology beyond our understanding.
When I looked at the schematics, our fleet is equipped with something called a miniature Wave Motion Gun. It replaced our torpedoes tube to what seemed to be essentially a giant macro lancer. And we were given a technology that surpassed mind of conflict.
Minovsky particles generator, was embedded in our ships, perhaps all of our ships, the mechanicum managed to refined it able to disrupt radar and communication, that the moment we activate it, we are invincible to the enemy screen, so we had to use psykers to communicate with our fleet formation. And get close range combat.
And this these Titans they called Rifleman is the mainstay of our cargo.
As we existed the warp.
We found the enemy of the Imperium, the first UED planet was unaware of our arrival.
"Activate the Minovsky Generator, get the Psyker choirs to connect to the fleet, Launch all void craft and Mechs!" I yelled.
I could see the famed voidcraft of the Imperium Navis, flowed out of the hangars and attacked the enemy that raised their alarm. But alert too late.
Our ship blasted through the enemy formation as we arrive just close to the planet orbit. For our fleet is much more swift than their defense fleets, by the time we arrived near their defenses.
We saw the planet defenses fired at us desperately to defend what little they had.
We launch tactical bombardment, taking out as much defenses for the landing to be successful.
Now, I found my fleet is being blockaded.
And more of the enemy ships arrive.
"Activate the Wave Motion Gun!" I yelled.
All of us knew this was the technology that is newly blessed by the Mechanicum, and our combat data would prove useful.
I noticed as soon as it was activated, the power of the ship slowly being drained, passing power to the gun that was the forward prowl, our point defenses is slowly unable to activate and our shields flicker.
But, I had a Idea.
"Call the Rifleman company, can those mech walk through the void?"
"Yes, commodore, they can survive in space, it is the High Lord request that every single one can survive in the void.. What are you planning?"
"Use them as a makeshift anti-aircraft battery for the duration!"
I watched the company of mech exited the hangars and maglocked their feet to the hull of the ship and fired at the waves of fighter that is attacking at our fleet, our hull bear some structural damage. But I could see why the High Lord admired these Rifleman.
Their barrels taken down the UED Wraiths, and even the lascannons below their pilot canopy is shooting at the wraith at spite.
Our power was drained at a fast speed and the enemy fleets is closed in, the motion gun was already reaching structural limits.
The Engineseers whines about it being exploded. But the message given by the psykers beside my ships inform me of their completion, I grinned.
"Open fire!"
My ship fired first, and the rest followed behind me. Our golden beams turned the fleet into a flash of light, and now it the fleet that would had made our fleet pressured is gone, the conquest had resumed.
Within the month, as the denizens below saw how we obliterated the fleet above, the conquest regiments have fully secure the planet and the reconstruction fleet landed with supplies and garrison to defend it.
I handed the combat data to the mechanicum as we undergo repair at our parent crusading fleet. I could sweat at my spine of these Magos swarm over me at my combat videos that proved useful.
The experience was valuable to them and they handed us more experimental weaponry. And they ensured that our fleet is more important, and repair first.
Perhaps it was to ensure that the strength of the fleet is stronger enough to survive the war ahead.
My parent fleet had a objective.
Each of the Crusade fleets take a certain section of the UED territory, My parent fleet partook the UED Outer rim.
We were told to kill any pirates and their hideouts, while conquering the UED space.
Every planet we taken, I gather more combat data. The Minovsky generator was the hidden dagger to the UED, they relied on the
Superior sensors, but with this factor, they would be forced to fight at visual range.
This technology saved our crew many times.
As days gone by, the merchant fleets arrived and traded with our resources and the colonies we conquered.
At least I got a decent vintage wine, might as well drink it when this False terra is conquered.
As we arrived, at the last of the rim planet of the UED Control, The High Lord have confirmed that they are at the heart of the Ued and landing troops there.
But the there was other orders for us...
To be surveyor of this now controlled Dominion, those that finished their tours are to return home and relax for a month.
Perhaps the high Lord is wary of the Xenos called the Swarm.
After reviewing of my predecessors battle logs, I would not take it lightly, the amount of Zerg is dangerous. Perhaps this supposed Wave motion gun that is installed is for that amount of numbers...
And knowing him, he would definitely subjugate it or neutralize it to not be a threat to humanity..
When the news of the conquered UED is confirmed, we celebrated, we can finally go home.
I am glad that... We managed to destroy the hidden dagger known as the UED behind our back as we faced the Dominion or the Zerg, High Lord put bounty on the Xenos called Protoss that wore red colors that is raiding our colonies .
And the Mechanicum, were even posting bounty to these.. xenos head, an their technology is very important, perhaps, my fleet will partake in their slaughter...
- Norwyn Cromwell, Commodore of the 603rd Experimental Fleet.
"Move it lads! We got a transmission! Get your asses out of your bunk beds and gear yourself up pronto!"
I woke up hearing the calls, I stared around like many others like me.
I looked confused, but I wore my armor and Lasgun to join the masses of men and women that rushed into the briefing halls.
Servitor skulls with speakers floated by as we all sat at our given location.
There I met the Commissary of my regiment and the Corporal leading our group with a cheer.
"Rejoiced, High Lord have grace us with his presence, listen well and I will take note of those who are not bloody listening!" The Corporal barked. He used his baton to point at a Door beside him.
Many of us snickering, from the far behind.
"What does this High Lord want with us? We are just cannon fodder?"
"To me... You are not cannon fodder, defenders of the imperium, especially you, first class private."
My eyes widen as I saw the image of the man that materialize and the High Lord Appeared before all of us...
He gave a speech that made us... Realize something.
He spoke with his appearance was like a warmth in his voice..
Something in me wanted to hear him.
"Greetings, 713th of the Cadian Shock troops. As you may heard of me or even seen me in your dataslates, I am High Lord Alexander Solair of the Celestial Imperium, A Imperium that is ordained by the God Emperor of Mankind.
I am the First Rogue Trader when the Imperium birth from holy Terra, the last of the Thirteenth High Lords when Macaldor and the Emperor of Mankind created our government and I am a extension of his will, and Emissary of the Omnissiah.
Though many of you, wonder, why I am not in a fancy chair like the rest of the High Lord of Terra? Eating grox steaks and fruits while the rest of you ate corpse starch and nutrients bars?
Why I am directly on the frontlines like all of you?"
He gave a pause, as if letting the words sink in.
"It's because, We are all part of the God Emperor plans, you and I are no different in his gaze, his decrees are paramount...
This war is no different.
This United Earth Directorate, claimed they are the defender of humanity, but I digress, they are godless men and women, that they believed technology alone would hide their heathen beliefs, they didn't know our faith, they believed that I was weak, a weak Lord that served the Imperium to open our gate with their small fleets bashing at our walls...
As they sent fleets after fleets to crash our borders, to burn, pillaging and plunder of what we had built.
We held the line, you, the Imperial Guard, the Imperial Navis, Imperial Aeronautica, you held the line. I thank you for that, for you saved your people and loved ones.
We driven these barbarians that draped in technology, that they feel superior about their bloodlines. And now they are hiding in their thrones like cowards.
That they think they own the stars alone, I say nay. We are the Celestia Imperium! We held his manifest destiny, his dreams of unification, it is us to dictate our fate!
Not the bastards cowering behind their fancy offices! Not the morons that funded their expedition to invade our homeland!"
"They wage war and hide behind this false Terra! They cover themselves in a mountain of guns to hide their fear, their fear that they would never be the inheritors of our Imperium Legacy. My...Father Legacy."
"While you heard that I am related to the primarchs, that is true, while my Brothers sons is going to join us.
I will join you, the Imperial guards." That clarification made us surprised, since he always looked human to us grunts.
We often joked that the Emperor must had knocked up some lass to give birth to this Lord while he was in the golden throne.
"I will not be on a baneblade, not on a titan, nor the Mechs I sent graciously, but boots on the ground like all of you." He spoke as if I already could imagine our arrival to this earth.
"I want to let you know, that this High Lord have the blood of the God Emperor coursing in my veins and I am willing to fight alongside you!
You are his people and I am your guardian!" He spoke with fervor that a halo materialize above his head.
I was surprised, of seeing a halo forming above his head. Only saints had the capacity to do so...
"When this battle is done, I assured you, people of Cadia, the people that follow me that your legacy never dies, when we conquer this false defenders of humanity, when we uprooted this fake kings from a flimsy throne! We will rebuild Cadia! We will honor the men and women that died in the 13th crusade! and the black crusades before that! We will build multiple Cadia, in every galaxy we come across!
So that your legacy never dies, that you stared at the depths of hell and withstood it! So that one day, you and your children can look to the stars and see the glory that our Emperor had ordained! That your sacrifices is worth every reward that I will give you!
So that it would no longer be Cadia lives... But for our myth has yet to end. It is just the beginning..."
He spoke with words.
"I will walk beside you, children of the Imperium..
And every face I see upon this ship, in this fleets... Is a memory I will never forget."
"For we are the Imperial guard, we are the Hammer for the Emperor... And let these false kings realize, that they are alone. Their own people despise them, their expectations betrayed them.
But not for us...
For we have our God blessings, for he is alive and walk among us! For we have the technology of the Mechanicum behind us!
For we have our faith that no foes can even mimic our valor and glory!"
"At this moment, we are already at the orbit of this false earth, I know some of us would not make it, I understand the fear of being forgotten... But know this... I know heaven exist.
I've been there, I know the people before me and the rest that followed us in this bloody path, will not die in vain, but I tell you this, don't spend your life fruitlessly, I want all of you to survive! So that we can build Cadia, Together!" His speech was invoking.
"Let our Tanks trampled their defensive line!
Let the Basilisk and Medusa roar without end! Let our flags be place on this planet! Let them taste our lasguns! We held the line against the horors of the Galaxy for ten thousand years! We can hold Ten Thousand More!"
We will survive! We will win! And God Emperor Is with us!"
Something in me... Wanted to follow him.
As the ship is preparing for the landing.
I witness the man, that we called our High Lord, spoke to the men and women of the 713th.
To us it was a morale boost. As there was never a High Lord would even mingle with us plebs... Much less listen to them.
He approached me, like a friendly man that just headed to the manufactorum.
After conversing with the man.
I just glad, I have a decent lord.
Later we all reached the the optimal orbit, he joined with the first wave.
I was surprised that he took the first drop pod, right before the rest of us.
I was the next pod beside the high Lord.
And in a rush we fell into the planet.
We rained upon the planet like shooting star.
I felt the flak and explosion around me. I felt a bit scare for I might ended up in a pile of mince meat.
But somehow, no I believe that god emperor is with me...
Somehow, the fear I had was gone.
I held my hands and made the aquila, as if it gave me comfort. As we all sail into the air in drop pods.
By the time the explosives and flak became sparse, I found the High Lord already disembark his pod and defending the drop site.
By the throne, I managed to arrive at the general location.
I found the High Lord is engaging the enemies of the Imperium, having his honor guard beside him as they fought against the tide. I found my squad with me and we taken the street that lead to this city center.
"Let's go! We got our part to play! Make sure that we get this street under our control!" I shouted as I rally my squad and we all rushed to the buildings around the drop site to made the clearing.
I noticed a tank that is rolling below the building we are on.
"Alright! Melta Bomb at that bastard below us! On the double!"
We all held out a melta bomb and we tossed at the tank below us. We synchronized the throwing and the bombs fell down to the unsuspecting tank.
The sounds of explosions and shockwave is telling that thing is now wreck beyond repair.
The sounds of gauss rifles occurs and I find the bullet holes now being poked into the building we are on. I peeked the corner and found several of these... UED marines firing at our position.
"Provide saturation fire!"
Another yelled and a barrage of golden lasers.
They pierced the power armor and they fell.
The amount of corpses was great.
The voxcaster spoke to me a great news to us.
"We have now achieve aerial supremacy. And Aeronautica asked about our location for enemies to burn sir?"
I glance the area around us.
There were tracers that filled the skies, and I found the nearest base that is defying our arrival.
"Provide cover support for the High Lord and we shall take the enemy base with the nearby squads!" I pointed at the enemy nearby base. Its defenses was firing nonstop at the skies.
Hoping to kill our brothers from landing further.
"Confirmed, Squad 2-1 is taking the nearest base and take out the anti-aircraft!
"Confirmed, this is High Lord, and I give you permission to take over that base. Show them the might of Cadia. Once you take down the anti-aircraft, you have the use of the flyboys and use them well."
Perhaps, it was that moment I talked with the High Lord, I found some courage...
Five squads of twenty men that managed to regroup, taking over the enemy base that held hundreds and plenty of tanks...
Faith and technology is with us.
After we dealt to their supposed power armor, we confirmed that their strongest suit held no defenses against our lasguns.
After given a order for resupply, we charged into the base.
The remains of the hastily made minefield is blasted apart from explosion. Dust and debris smashed into my helmet. We all arrived at the base of the wall.
The defenders were firing at another direction. And they neglected of the fact that there were enemies below them.
"Krak, pop them!"
The sounds of pins dropped and tossed into the bunker holes by the dozen, and we hear the screams exploded within.
We faced the heavy duty door awaited them.
"Get a engineer to prep Satchel charge! We going to burst into the door!
"We got a leman Russ nearby and a griffon mortars squad at call, requesting orders!"
"Inform the leman Russ to be the first to breach the door, Go behind it and use it as a bunker, they would make a kill zone! Call the griffon to soften the bastards within!"
The sound of families mortar rained in the distance and the whistling of shells rain in the base behind the door.
The engineer that was with us, now preparing a demolition charge and a Leman Russ demolished pattern is ready to burst right through.
We waited in bated breath as the timer clicked to zero.
The gate exploded as the leman Russ machine spirit roared in delight as it rushed towards into the door.
And we followed behind the tank, providing cover fire.
We rushed into the now ruined base.
And we found several dead soldiers littered the base.
But we found the anti-aircraft was still functional.
"Sic them! And we have a staging point!"
The leman Russ began demolishing the aumotated defenses.
After confirming the destruction, heavier transport began heading to the now ruined base.
"Scout ahead, we must no bastards to think twice."
In one of the intact buildings in the base. We found the survivors.
"Hands up, surrender and we will keep you as prisoner! Or if you have thought about killing us, know that if you done so, everyone after you is a potential combatant!" I saw my private yelled at a group that managed to enter a refrigerator before the mortar fire.
Many raised their hands as they saw the tank barrel aimed at their location.
"Escort the prisoner, and make a prison for them, and if there's any assholes nothing they would try to escape, you have permission to kill them all." I spoke.
I had dealt with prison outbreak, and I know how to deal with their mind, and the fear of others would escape and their threat of death, they would rather obey.
After I order them to leave.
The medicare spoke to me about the newest prisoner.
"Sir, I glance at the survivors, mostly the logistics staff... But I noticed something. They suffer signs of malnutrition and..."
I grim the words later on. I glance at the supposed city of the UED. A supposed to be the technological might of humanity...
Lies a darker undertones beyond my understanding...
Is this how they protect their own people?
"Have the mess staff make some soup for them. Not too heavy. We are liberators, not butchers." I called a runner to the field kitchen nearby.
By the end of the 7th hour. We already control the first city of this... UED Terra.
From this city we will expand further into other megacites. Perhaps Our high Lord was merciful...
I walked past the ruined street.
Those words didn't got out of my head.
"They have signs of organ failure. What are they thinking?" The medicae spoke.
And I felt somewhat somber.
"Why they suffered to this extent?" I asked.
"Because all their rations is diverted to the military and they are left those that is deemed unacceptable is to be drafted to the army or left abandoned." A voice spoke.
I watched the High Lord exited from the makeshift prison that we made from the intact buildings.
His face felt somber.
"What are you doing this for them sir?" I asked the man before the ashes of the pyre.
"I only have problems with the false kings... Not the people like them... They would pay.."
A messager rushed in and I began to sweat .
"News, there is nuclear missiles heading towards our location within 15 minutes! Prepare for evacuation!" The messenger yelled.
"No need.. lead me to the highest vantage point of this city.." The High Lord spoke. He was escorted towards the location where we could see the wide visual range around the captured city.
We could see the skies that is clearly filled with missile trails and those with magnoculars see the projectiles heading towards our way..
Missiles that have nuclear mark etched on their hulls
I saw the flyboys managed to take some of them out.
Their planes shoot the nuclear payload into pieces, but the amount was as if they truly wanted to erased us from the planet.
I, along with others watched him just held his hand out, he clenched it and somehow the remaining missiles ran out of propellant and rained down on the earth... Dead.
First time I saw a missile fell down mid flight. It was not something fancy. But all I saw from the high Lord was sadness.
We got the feeling from him was a bubbling emotion... It was rage.
By conventional terms, we didn't attack the residential districts, and only taken over the potential military locations. And there were citizens that was unable to escape. And they got the gall to nuke us?
Later, we were given orders, immediately invade the neighbouring cities.
As more and more orbital Cannons laid silent, more of our brothers landed and assisted us. Making the conquest in this false terra faster.
From the first day we landed, I reckon that it was 8 major cities.
Then next was 21 cities, and the day after is 56.
Send a choice of surrender, or face complete oblivion, some refused and ended up the krieg treatment... And I kinda feel sorry for them. That is a fate no worse than death.
Bombarding them for a years worth of ammunition, non stop shelling. I doubt even the underground bunkers would be sufficient for their survival.
As we marched forward, the face on the high Lord place got more... How do I put it? Darker... More broody than my regiment chimeras machine spirit..
It can't be helped.
The UED government did was a scorch earth policies, burning down infrastructure that can be repurpose for the imperium and those that were unable to escape to their supposed "bastions" were left dying on the wayside.
We managed to pile the corpses into a single prye. It was the norms when we did for our own brothers that died beside us... If we were desperate, we used our own corpses as sandbags...
But this time we did for enemy civilians that didn't know our name... Nor our heritage.
We witness the High Lord armed a flamer and sent the corpses in flames, the regiment chaplain spoke the high gothic of sending the lost souls to the Emperor...
The ashes lit up as the winds taken the dead across all four corners of the planet..
First time we all the human side of the High Lord. It was not a pride in his face... Nor the arrogance of the nobles we seen in the imperium... It was just a short grief look before he turned to normal. His face turned towards the location where the capital of the UED.
As we headed into the heart of the UED capital, more corpses and dying piled up began to increase, now the corpses is filled with bullets. And I began to question if these corpses are the supposed to be abandoned?
To me? I can still use them to provide ammunition or Man the logistics... So many dead people.
Many of the science centers we taken over. It was filled with human cadavers and their notion of purity.
I noticed the reports they hate psykers more than we did in the old Imperium, infact their sharpshooters always go after our sanctioned psykers first before our commanding officers... Waste of talent.
I see the first local psyker in this planet, it was in a experimental room where my group found was a dead child head that had their skull opened and wires sticking into that lads brain. And there was a armor that supposed to stick that head in.
There was a document written in low gothic I know.
"Project Purity"
The weaponizing of the human mind.
They gotten more desperate to allowed a young test subject... Even the cogboys use adult prisoner as the combat servitors.
This time, he became somewhat more brutal. As we reached the capital of the UED.
Our regiment breathe a cold air, before us, it was heavily defended. It held the last orbital Cannon still firing in orbit. Almost all the surviving regiment is cloistered in this final place.
The rest of the planet was already claimed by the imperium, with dozens dead and the surviving members willingly embraced the imperium... Huh, starvation and being abandoned by their government can overwrite their hatred to us killing their own?
The calls of surrender was rescinded and this time, instead of words of surrender, the High Lord spoke on top of a Chimera and all the forces listen to him.
"Greetings, Soldiers of the UED, I given the choice of surrender of your government.
You chosen poorly.
You don't deserve the mantle of the humanity. The corpses leading to your capital proved it.
You will have one last chance of surrender, before my wrath will be upon you and those that hide in that wretched city.
This would be your final hour, enjoy your final moments of clinging to what little you remains." We all felt his spat.
We didn't formed battle lines, I noticed that those gasmaskers were quite happy to dragged their artillery about.
The first salvos of earthshaker rained at the outskirts of the city.
It was phosphorus rounds that scorched the landscape. The next salvos were inferno rounds. It clouded the battlefield with blazing inferno.
Before us was melted military hardware and charred corpses.
The high Lord didn't felt any emotions, As the bombardment ended, he raised his sword and pointed at the location.
I can hear the screams of the rocket batteries that followed from the artillery barrage.
It never ended as the vapor of the rocket trails were like a fog behind us.
If the artillery didn't kill them. The rockets were like the fine comb, what parts the shelling didn't make example of, the rockets were cleansing anything that still alive.
Another swing of the High Lord Power sword.
The orbital bombardment rained nonstop.
Despite the fact the surviving orbital Cannon firing non-stop, the number of the ship outnumbered the shots being fired.
The outskirts of the ued capital is already glassed.
And the UED surprisingly did not even surrendered.
The High Lord swing down his blade for the last time. Now the forces converged to the last capital of the UED.
By this time, we are in chimeras to ride into battle.
I could never see how unified the command we marched as one.
Baneblade and Titans, the Thunderhawks and Thunderbolts, with Valkyrie gunships to rained hell upon the line.
Another salvos of artillery blanketed the lines before us.
Any surviving soldiers was to be shot on sight.
They had their chance.
And they wasted it.
It was funny, for all the technology and superior bloodlines they bragged about.
We leave them in smouldering husk and pools of blood in our wake.
Our toll is heavy, but they have more to die, we are the weapons to pierced their arrogance, a cascade of spears in their throats, many of us died, but many more of them went in the oblivion that is devoid of the God Emperor light.
Our barrels were our answer to their shivering defiance.
We already breached the wall, that technology was swarmed by the Techpriest and their skitariis rushing to the data centers.
Many of us took the important crosspoints.
Tanks and apcs flooded the bullet riddled streets.
And we arrived at the base of the Orbital gun.
Before us was the surviving leadership of the UED. Guarded by the Emperor Angels...
Some looked like they want to whine. Others were indifferent.
The High Lord, gave the order.
"Just kill them, they have no power, no bargaining to begin with. Subject them to public execution." His word was final.
I was the few that guarded the execution site.
Many of the original citizens of this planet watched in silence. They didn't spoke out. They were tired and hungry, and seeing the last of the regime collapse brought them a set of uneasiness.
Did they exchange one monster for another?
All the surviving leadership was gagged and tied to a wooden poles.
My squad had the honor of using the flamer.
Twenty one of us. Fired up in the surviving membership of the UED, scorched in front of the public and the war reporters watched the situation.
Live on camera across Imperium domain space.
It was funny at that time... That it was the combined might of the Imperium that brought the UED to its knees. But it was people like us that truly ended the war...
The reconstruction had begun and now, I join my peers to learn how to do scaffolding.
Funny, I was a soldier of the Imperium guard, and now I just a ordinary guy that plaster the buildings... At least I made my mark in peace as in war.
The reconstruction have begun in haste.
And it took us... 2 years to make the planet be suitable for living once more.
And surprisingly, I heard from the grapevine, and loose lips from the bars goers, is that this false terra is handed over to the Iron Warriors.
To be their... Recruiting Planet. After a certain amount of years, the local population have been stabilized. Can they begin their recruiting the neophytes to be inducted to the Legion.
And a version of the Golden throne is being built for us to travel more safety in the warp. The one created in Mars Sara is damaged by the Zerg assault and undergoing repairs, we were lucky that we all managed to the same destination ...
It would also explain why this redeem legion is planning to make their version of the golden wall... A bitter irony is that the UED practically leave a couple billion souls alive...
It allowed us to expand our construction in the now empty lands...
And last I saw before I left, was the Golden Palace was in the foundation stage of being constructed in the distance... This time being made by the Iron warriors.
And this version of Mars is now designated as a forge world. The Mechanicum was drooling as they captured the planet and rebuilt the ring of iron once more.
Many of us questioned, but home is home.
As promised, the high Lord designated our new home, New Cadia. Not the ones we had to share with our insufferable neighbors, but a fully fertile planet and resources to get back on our feet organically....
But in the same location where our home once stood, it was a planet that remained intact at best.
After my regiment is done fixing this supposed false terra, we would be heading to our new home and rebuilt it. The Eye of terror is not there, but our vigilance would be necessary. As war is always in the horizon.
We would be there... As what the High Lord given us is more valuable than gold... He gave his word. And we would be ready.
Funny enough, I heard that the those sharpshooters from Tanith have been given a home and it's practically neighbors in a few Systems away. Maybe I get to see the famous Commisar Gaunt and his ghost...
Lasko, Captain of the 713th Cadian Shock troopers.