Tyberos and his party followed closely behind Nack. After passing through the teleportation platform, they set foot inside the magnificent fortress on Recruit Training Planet.
The fortress stood silently beyond the planet's orbit like an impregnable steel stronghold.
When they entered the weapons depot specially prepared for the Astartes inside the fortress, an astonishing sight unfolded before them: an immense warehouse filled with weapons and equipment.
The warehouse covered an unimaginably vast area. Even after accommodating several thousand Astartes Space Marines, enormous empty sections still awaited more supplies.
All manner of weapon racks stood in neat rows throughout the warehouse, like a forest of steel. They were laden with a dazzling assortment of advanced and powerful weapons and equipment.
From power armour tailored specifically for the Astartes, to devastating power weapons, then to all kinds of high-powered thermal weapons and heavy artillery, all the way to massive Apocalypse Tanks with terrifying firepower.
Nearly every cutting-edge military technology that the Lord of the Stars' military industry could produce had been gathered here.
Nack stopped and turned to face Tyberos and the others. His voice echoed through the spacious warehouse:
"Everyone! This weapons and equipment depot was carefully prepared specifically for you. No matter what kind of weapons or equipment your Chapters require, you will find everything you need here.
"Whether it is power weapons for close combat, powerful artillery for striking enemies at range, grav-bikes capable of swiftly breaking through enemy lines, or heavy Apocalypse Tanks.
"Whatever you need for battle, this warehouse has it all!"
Tyberos and the others widened their eyes, their gazes greedily sweeping through every corner of the warehouse. Everything before them made their hearts race and their blood boil.
The exquisite individual weapons and equipment, as well as the various armaments sufficient to support an entire