South of Olympus Mons on Mars, the Tharsis Highlands stretched for thousands of kilometers. Along one side, a series of steep cliffs rose abruptly before descending into the vast lands of Syria Planum.
South of the desolate land lay Mundus Gamma, Mars's largest forge complex. After the destruction of Mundus Occulum, it was both the largest Foundry and the most productive.
Smoke blanketed all of Syria Planum, while furnaces roared without pause, endlessly forging weapons and equipment for the Warmaster's armies.
New suits of armor, unknown to most Astartes, filled the Testing Temple as Tech-Priests busied themselves with the final adjustments.
After the first wave of landings launched by two companies led by Camba Diaz, captain of the Imperial Fists' Fiftieth Company, was repelled.
He did not launch another hasty attack. After gathering the first Drop Pod assault troops, he used the Legion's dedicated channel to request support from Sigismund, who was collecting arms from the Tycho Brahe arsenal.
Diaz stared through the red Martian dust at Mundus Gamma's thick, sturdy walls. He decided to breach Lucas Krum's defenses through a cautious strategy.
The Imperial Fists marked runes across the tactical display from the perspective of seasoned defensive architects.
The reconnaissance squads moved out first, racing toward positions carefully selected by Diaz and raising their bolters at the city walls.
A fierce volley struck the Servitors returning fire with precision.
As mechanical limbs scattered through the air, the main force of the Imperial Fists moved swiftly.
The heavy weapon squads' lascannons unleashed dazzling beams, striking the turrets Diaz had chosen.
Yellow Power Armor trembled as Missile Launchers fired four missiles in unison, their blazing trails blanketing the area around the turrets.
The moment a gap was torn through the defensive line, the night sky began to burn.
A hundred Drop