VALDERIS- IMPERIAL PLANET CONTROLLED BY XENOS CLASSIFIED AS ELDAR.
- GUARD UNITS DIMINISHING
- MANUFACTORUMS UNDER SIEGE.
COURSE OF ACTION?
- VIRUS BOMBS?
NEGATIVE. VALDERIS SERVES AS A JUMP POINT TO CADIA AND TERRA . CANNOT FALL.
- ORBITAL BOMBARDMENT?
NEGATIVE. MANUFACTORUMS PRODUCE FIREARMS AND ARMOUR FOR CADIAN FORCES
- REINFORCEMENTS?
RELIEF FLEET ENROUTE TO VALDERIS VIA WARP. ESTIMATED TIME OF ARRIVAL- 8 TO 9 DAYS.
- SPEARHEAD UNITS?
AFFIRMATIVE. UNITS AT DISPOSAL.
- ASTARTES UNITS?
CONFIRMED. REQUESTING PERMISSION OF DEPLOYMENT.
- REQUEST ACKNOWLEGED.
DEPLOYING CUSTODIES PACTUM.
-LACK OF UNDERSTANDING, REPEAT.
DEPLOYING GUARDIANS OF THE COVENANT.
Valderis. Once an Imperial planet, but now under the threat of the alien. The planet is a black globe, wreathed with darkness. However, a star is seen, fly through the darkness of space. Orbital turrets try to intercept it, but the "star" is too quick for the enemy fire. It's silver coat shined in the black void as it headed towards Valderis. And within it, carried the most destructive weapons in all of the galaxy. Space Marines.
The Angels of Death have come to liberate Valderis.
THE COVENANT CHAPTER 1
"Brother Sergeant, touchdown imminent." Said a deep voice.
"Thank you, brother, proceed with caution." Said another.
Brother Sergeant Cordis had clapsed his helm onto his gorget seal and the display blinked into life.
"Brothers, prepare for landing."
There was movement within the Thunderhawk as Squad Cordis readied themselves for combat.
Cordis looked around to see his brothers around him and remembered their names.
Fazio, Marik, Sephilon, Alpheus, Kadmus, Rasmus, Dymos, Nilo, Brygus...
Cordis looked to his wargear, his golden cased bolter, his pistol, and finally his power blade.
The sergeant had named it Leonidas, after a great warrior who fought endless hordes, then he sheathed it and holstered his pistol. He slammed a magazine of anoited bolts into his weapon and he barked, "Squad, at ready!"
"Nearly, Brother Sergeant." whispered the cool and calm Sephilon, who was checking the gauges on his melta gun. Sephilon was the second-in-command of the squad, appointed by Cordis. The two knew each other from the same homeworld and worked together in the trials of becoming Astartes.
"Nearly loaded, brother." Said Kadmus, who was loading the last of his sanctified bolts into his heavy bolter. "What do you think we will find, brother?"
"Xenos that need righteous judgement, no doubt, Kadmus." Said the ever loyal Brother Marik. He was pragmatic to the core, even dealing with Xenos. Pure punishment for the enemy of Man and victory in the name of the Emperor.
"I concur, Kadmus, but we must also find any human survivors, they are just as important." That was Rasmus. He was ever vigilant and had a quick eye and draw of his bolter. He was the squad's sniper, who was busy affixing his scope to his bolter.
"Humans? They're probably all ashes by now." Then there was Brygus. He was strong and stubborn, like a grox. He thought of the Emperor's followers as frail and weak, yet he was human before. He was older than all of the squadmates including the sergeant; but he could never be a leader. Just a towering menace, Cordis liked that.
"Brothers, landing in sixty seconds." Said the pilot. Cordis knew this name too. Tydeus. The pilot was born to use the war machines of the Chapter, and Cordis had formed a bond with the pilot and trusted him when he landed his squad during campaigns.
"Aim for their heads, their hearts. They will die easily." Then there was the young battle-brother Nilo. He was excellent with his bolter and bayonet. He was quite the hand-to-hand specialist.
"You're too eager, Nilo." That was Dymos. He was a "fatherly" figure towards Nilo and normally fought side to side.
Alpheus nodded, and then looked at his bolter. Alpheus was silent, and rarely spoke, but very obedient to Cordis. The Astartes was the around the same age as Nilo.
Then there was Fazio, who always prayed before battle, even without the presence of a Chaplain. He was... religious in a way.
"The Emperor...protects his followers...from damnation..."
"Brothers, landing now!"
Cordis felt the impact of the gunship landing and the hiss of the ramp falling down. Cordis roared, "Squad, advance!"
Thus, The liberation of Valderis had begun.