The Great Devourer's flyers were advancing on their position. The Gargoyles' wings were in so many numbers, they blocked out the very bleakness of the suns light. They numbered in the hundreds, hundreds of the darkly coloured Tyranid Gargoyles.
The Black Templars 12th company, Dark Wing, had set up a blockade to stop the flying monstrosities. Led by Castellan Sefran, the force comprised of 2 heavy bolter emplacements, an assault cannon being carried by a mighty Terminator, accompanied by the rest of his 4 squad mates' storm bolters. There were 20 tactical men, all in a line, bolters aimed at the skies, with 2 men readying their flamers. 10 brave assault men had been ordered to skydive from a supporting Thunderhawk and disrupt the gargoyles flight. And finally, Castellan Sefran himself at the front of the tactical men. In his ancient Artificer Armour, he stood at an awesome 9'3", towering well over a foot above the rest of the squad. Armed with his master-crafted plasma-flamer combi-weapon, and his Power Halberd at his side. The mighty space marines stood, almost completely camouflaged by their jet black armour against the blackened state of the land, only their known and feared insignia being clearly seen.
The Dark Wing's had to stop these Tyranid flyers before they reached the senet building and wait for re-enforcements from the Imperial Guard Desert Rats. A large part of the southern continent of Leenus IV, the bright gold desert planet of the Leenus system had been biseiged for 8 days and 1000's of Desert Rats had already been consumed by the Hive. The Dark Wings had arrived 3 hours previous and had already begun setting up permanent fortifications. High Marshal Helbrecht himself had entrusted the safety of Leenus IV to Castellan Sefran and the rest of the Dark Wings. Leenus IV was an important planet to the Imperium as it provided the basic Chimera chassis to over one sixth of the Imperium, and loosing it would prove a massive blow to Imperial Guards' transports. Leenus IV wasn't a total forge world but neither was it a hive world, it was a kind of cross between both. It was similar to the war torn planet of Armageddon in it's environment, but was extremely hard to breath in the open desert and the atmosphere around Leenus IV had been turned into a total green house, and was often far to hot to venture outside without proper protection. However, due to the constant dangerous environment, many of the Desert Rats stationed here had become adapted to the harsh environment and could withstand the amazing heat of the desert without hindrance to ability, however, they were still unable to breath the air for long periods of time, so again, they were all kitted out with the same rubber respirators as the Steel Legionaries on Armageddon. But the mighty warriors of the Emperor would and could not be stopped by such trivial means, their power armour and genetically modified bodies being able to sustain the men in virtually any environment.
Castellan Sefran, unlike most castellan's did not have a command squad accompany him, he preferred to be within the ranks of his fellow brothers, fighting amongst his trusted warriors instead of being with the other high ranking warriors of the company. He'd been castellan of the fighting force for only 15 years but had already won the respect of the entire 3rd crusade. His predecessor castellan Judas had been his Initiate back when he was but a mere Neophyte over 200 years ago. However, his great mentor had been killed doing what he did best 16 years ago against the traitorous legions of Chaos when he had gone one on one with a Greater Daemon without support. He had but up an amazing fight, almost completely killing the beast, but as he did, it had sucked him into the warp removing his presence from the material world forever. So now, it was Sefran's turn, to continue the great 10,000 year crusade of the Templars, and what better way to do so than to rid the Imperium and great cancerous Tyranids.
The Black Templars 12th company, Dark Wing, had set up a blockade to stop the flying monstrosities. Led by Castellan Sefran, the force comprised of 2 heavy bolter emplacements, an assault cannon being carried by a mighty Terminator, accompanied by the rest of his 4 squad mates' storm bolters. There were 20 tactical men, all in a line, bolters aimed at the skies, with 2 men readying their flamers. 10 brave assault men had been ordered to skydive from a supporting Thunderhawk and disrupt the gargoyles flight. And finally, Castellan Sefran himself at the front of the tactical men. In his ancient Artificer Armour, he stood at an awesome 9'3", towering well over a foot above the rest of the squad. Armed with his master-crafted plasma-flamer combi-weapon, and his Power Halberd at his side. The mighty space marines stood, almost completely camouflaged by their jet black armour against the blackened state of the land, only their known and feared insignia being clearly seen.
The Dark Wing's had to stop these Tyranid flyers before they reached the senet building and wait for re-enforcements from the Imperial Guard Desert Rats. A large part of the southern continent of Leenus IV, the bright gold desert planet of the Leenus system had been biseiged for 8 days and 1000's of Desert Rats had already been consumed by the Hive. The Dark Wings had arrived 3 hours previous and had already begun setting up permanent fortifications. High Marshal Helbrecht himself had entrusted the safety of Leenus IV to Castellan Sefran and the rest of the Dark Wings. Leenus IV was an important planet to the Imperium as it provided the basic Chimera chassis to over one sixth of the Imperium, and loosing it would prove a massive blow to Imperial Guards' transports. Leenus IV wasn't a total forge world but neither was it a hive world, it was a kind of cross between both. It was similar to the war torn planet of Armageddon in it's environment, but was extremely hard to breath in the open desert and the atmosphere around Leenus IV had been turned into a total green house, and was often far to hot to venture outside without proper protection. However, due to the constant dangerous environment, many of the Desert Rats stationed here had become adapted to the harsh environment and could withstand the amazing heat of the desert without hindrance to ability, however, they were still unable to breath the air for long periods of time, so again, they were all kitted out with the same rubber respirators as the Steel Legionaries on Armageddon. But the mighty warriors of the Emperor would and could not be stopped by such trivial means, their power armour and genetically modified bodies being able to sustain the men in virtually any environment.
Castellan Sefran, unlike most castellan's did not have a command squad accompany him, he preferred to be within the ranks of his fellow brothers, fighting amongst his trusted warriors instead of being with the other high ranking warriors of the company. He'd been castellan of the fighting force for only 15 years but had already won the respect of the entire 3rd crusade. His predecessor castellan Judas had been his Initiate back when he was but a mere Neophyte over 200 years ago. However, his great mentor had been killed doing what he did best 16 years ago against the traitorous legions of Chaos when he had gone one on one with a Greater Daemon without support. He had but up an amazing fight, almost completely killing the beast, but as he did, it had sucked him into the warp removing his presence from the material world forever. So now, it was Sefran's turn, to continue the great 10,000 year crusade of the Templars, and what better way to do so than to rid the Imperium and great cancerous Tyranids.
