Earlier, three Astartes strode through a starport corridor, led by Alexios. He carried a Bolter Gun and wore a Combat Knife at his hip, his gaze firm and cold.
Behind him came Gorgias, gripping the hilt of his Chainsword, a Bolter Pistol strapped to his leg as he kept watch on both sides. The third was Lycurgus, carrying a Combat Shield and a Bolter Gun. Bringing up the rear, he walked with steady steps, like an unshakable fortress.
The three walked through the starport corridors, following a human guide. His voice echoed through the metal passageway:
"Our control center is just over there. It's managed by Tech-Priests and staff, and it controls many of the starport's facilities. Also..."
Before he could finish, the three Space Marines received an order through their helmets to move at full speed. They suddenly accelerated, their footsteps growing heavier and more forceful. Alexios, at the front, didn't even acknowledge the guide. He barreled straight past him, as if the man had been hit by a speeding truck. The guide's spine snapped, and he fell dead on the spot.
The sailors along the route carried Laser Rifles slung over their shoulders and patrolled in uniform, some alert and others slacking off. But when they saw the Space Marines charging toward them, their first reaction was to call out and demand an explanation.
"Stop! What's going on?"
But the Space Marines didn't slow down. Their eyes were fixed solely on their target—the Starport Control Center.
Alexios opened fire first. His Bolter Gun roared deafeningly, its bolts flying at supersonic speed and striking the sailor at the front. The bolt exploded in the man's chest, tearing his body apart.
Gorgias followed close behind, his Chainsword carving a series of deadly arcs through the air. He cut down a