The Lightning Flight Group, a unit stationed at the Hades Hive airfield.
After the Great Purge, it had been placed under Commissar Yarrick's command, to prevent the numerous Ork junk aircraft from blasting these precious Imperial Eagles to pieces.
Yarrick had long since modified the hangars and relocated the aircraft.
These Imperial Eagles, buried beneath heavy blastproof armor plating, would finally leave their secure fortress and take to the blue skies once more in service of the Imperium.
Servitors, Adeptus Mechanicus priests, and countless crew members maintained these precious aircraft. The servitors tirelessly cleaned their fuselages until they were spotless, then loaded them with powerful munitions.
The Adeptus Mechanicus priests used the data-slates in their hands to commune with the aircrafts' sacred machine spirits, singing hymns to the Machine God alongside the incense burners they carried.
"Finally, it's our turn." Randolph silently put on his helmet with its built-in communicator and climbed into his beloved Marauder Bomber.
Marauder Bomber (the data is all from the setting)
This powerful bomber required a pilot, navigator, bombardier, and three turret gunners to operate.
This more-than-forty-ton bomber possessed an astonishing wingspan of 24.6 meters, and its powerful engines allowed it to fight at an altitude of 41,000 meters.
With a cruising speed of 1,800 kilometers per hour and an atmospheric range of 15,000 kilometers, it could cross an entire continent to support the other side of Armageddon.
Just look at this beauty!
Whenever Randolph saw her fuselage, her twin heavy bomb turrets, and the 6,000 pounds of explosives stored within, he felt indescribably exhilarated.
Both hands gripping the controls, he waited for the Adeptus Mechanicus priests to open the enormous blastproof metal door above them.
Connecting to the communications channel for the entire flight group, Randolph began the tactical briefing. Before takeoff, he wanted