Ever since the White Scars' Gloriana-class flagship had been wrecked, the Sons of the White Scars had gone a long time without enjoying a proper, all-out race through space.
Especially in big ships.
Now Evan saw hope.
I guarantee it. If I take this technology back to the Parent Chapter, I won't just be able to trade it for old treasures like a Fellblade tank. I could probably become a hero to the entire Chapter.
"Stop it, quick! Open fire if you have to!"
"Chapter Master, our weapons can't keep up! The lances are still cooling down."
Aboard the Blessed Forest, the ship closest to the enemy, the weapons were all pointing the other way. But the fastest equipment aboard happened to be facing the right direction.
The Boarding Melta Pods were launched straight away, without any regard for distance.
With so little time, almost every pod held only one or two Astartes-the fastest runners among the Sons of the White Scars.
Both sides were fired up. Everyone was on the verge of an epic achievement.
Siwana might well become a legend among pirates. Escaping head-on and completely unscathed from the encirclement of a Space Marine Chapter that had committed its entire fighting force was something no other faction could confidently pull off.
The sons of the White Scars were about to acquire the technology behind the fastest ships, restoring their unrivaled advantage.
The tactical cornerstone of lightning-fast assaults by enormous fleets in realspace!
The Boarding Assault Pods roared toward the fleeing enemy. The enemy could not retaliate at all. Once this mode was activated, no one would dare leave the solid zone until it stopped. Doing so would instantly turn them into meat patties.
As everyone knew, a certain Mad Wolf wore Terminator Armour. No one knew why he