Cries of mercy and pleas were lost to the whirs of chainswords and bolter fire. Imperial Milllita and various shapes and sizes of citizens tried to fight off the steady wave of forest green and black power armoured goliaths. The attack was not as it appeared however. And outsider would see that the soldiers were vastly outnumbering the massive men fighting through them. But a trained eye of a Imperial Space marine would see that The Emerald Tide, a long hidden chapter of the Space Marine Corp was performing yet another holy act in the service of the His Holiness.
The leader, a massive man clad in the similar green armour of his comrades a long black cloak strode forward, leading his men in the charge against this futile uprising. He gripped a flaming power sword in his right hand and a bolter in his left, slashing and shooting all in his way.
The runes of his squad were all pulsing vibrantly, showing that they were all alive and strong. He patched into the system's vox channel,
"Is the orbital strike ready?" he asked the admiral calmly,
"Yes Commander Palenthier, just give the coordinates." Uriah Palenthier surveyed the area and saw what he was looking for…a Chaos Chapel.
"Coordinates locked sir."
"Fire." Just then the air sparkled with burning projectiles and the chapel exploded in a massive burst of flame and energy. Uriah and everyone else in the vicinity flew to the ground. He picked himself up and looked to see his squad and all the other squads in his command do the same. He patched back into the admiral's channel.
"Mission accomplished." He said just as calm as before, smiling as he heard the cheers from the ships crew over the vox.