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Jade Dust
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Expectedly, the traitors do little about your passing through. The occasional roar of the heavy bolter tells of how traitors dared to cross your path.
When you arrive at the firebase once again, you see the bodies of lost troopers in bags, recovered by the still-living men. Next to them is the tragic sight of one of your battle-brothers. The guard have sheltered his body with a tarpaulin. You go over to the fallen marine and uncover his face. Brother Strador's helm has not been removed, but there are holes all through it, as with the rest of him. You say a prayer to Rogal Dorn, that there may be no more losses such as this.
>"He fought well, Brother. If it wasn't for his fearless push on the military base, many civilians would be dead, the enemy forces would be much stronger, and we would not be so safe where we are."
It is Brother Veteran Moreus; a great friend of yours. Moreus was a full space marine even when you were only a newly-inducted cadet. He taught you a lot of what it is to be an Imperial Fist, and has fought with you in countless campaigns. Although he is part of a veteran squad, he frequently organises to be sent in as part of yours. Moreus is an invaluable friend and ally.
>"That is reassuring, brother, but I fear there is more tragic news. You se-"
>"We will speak of it in a moment. Come inside."
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