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Yuirch ordered the cruiser to descend into low orbit and deploy marines via teleportation immediately. A more experienced commander might have paused to consider the situation before sending troops down, but Yurich, knowing he had barely three hundred marines on board, decided sudden surprise was worth the risk of being unfamiliar with the combat situation.
What they could figure out was mostly due to start charts and ever-outdated Imperial information. The world was called Macase; it was an Imperial resupply outpost with a base in the south polar region. The planet had an oxygen atmosphere, but its proximity to the system's star kept the temperatures at roughly 200 degrees fareinheit near the equator. Even at the poles temperatures were showing 130.
Checking no more data, Yurich ordered the chapter split into two hundred-man strike forces, leaving a hundred more men in reserve. He then had the attack groups ordered to deploy in a pincher formation flanking the main base. They'd sweep towards the resupply station and link up in the center.
Yurich and his men stepped on the teleporting platforms. Before the world blinked out, he glanced through the transparicrete windows at the south pole above him. Large fires were burning; pale embers in the night above him.
Then the world folded anew around them; and they were on the surface.
Before even discovering the foe, the consequences of so many men teleporting made themselves aparent. At least one squad of marines materialized inside solid rock; a jetbike unit also dropped in three hundred meters off target, placing their bikes atop the branches in a grove of Macase's skeleton weeds. Although that squad survived the mishap, they had to abandon their bikes and make their way to the station on foot, with only bolt pistols as weaponry.
The heat became immediately apparent as the two seperate forces, dubbed Eagle flank and Bear flank, made their way towards the base. The cooling units inside the Marine armor worked overtime and yet sweat still pooled at the bottom of their armor segments.
So preoccupied by making it to the distant, burning compound was the scout squad of Eagle flank that they stumbled into the enemy with deadly results.
In a storm of claws hormagaunts dropped from the surrounding boulders and sliced off arms and limbs as they crashed into the scout squad. The Sergeant of the unit heroically ripped a talon from his own body and impaled it through the gaunt that had stabbed him; both then fell dead in a heap.
Yurich saw the gaunts regroup and charge his force in a flurry of graceful lopes that covered three meters between bounds. He ordered a brace fire. The marines dug their boots into the sand and answered the gaunts with the force of a fallen comet. When the smoke cleared, a single gaunt leg still twitched in a post-mortem mockery of the devastation. The leg fitfully stabbed at the ground near Yurich as he approached and crushed it with his powered fist. He heaved the bloody remains of the gaunt high and called praises to the emperor. Fury chapter had their first victory.
But as night turned to day and Eagle and Bear stalked into the wreckage of the Imperial station they would learn the true nature of the station's terror.
Fast forward one hundred years. Fury Chapter, stunned and battered by the continued battles with Tyranid and Dark Eldar incursions in the outter rim, limps around the outter reach fighting one battle after another, still clinging to existence as a chapter despite overwhelming odds.
Many changes have been made over the years to the Chapter's organization and layout. Chapter strength finally allows for at least five companies, and the third company has become the assault unit once envisioned by Yurich Galor.
Galor himself seldom takes to the field anymore. He serves as Chapter Master, but a serious wound taken on Clastille VIII at the hands of a Dark Eldar Incubus makes wearing his armor a seldom activity. Instead, he usually remains aboard Fury Chapter's mobile base-ship, the Dorn Legacy, or seeks solitude at the temple-base outpost the chapter established in Kaysor V. There, hidden in the purple gasses of that planet's soupy atmosphere, the chapter occasionally rests between the long border conflicts that mark their duty.
As Fury Chapter lacks the strength of some of the larger Marine Chapters, individual marines are typically called on to remain in the field longer than their traditional counterparts. Because of this, their power armor has been extensively modified to support endurance campaigns. Among the changes are improved breathing equipment, which concentrate oxygen for the marine to breath, thereby making his two hearts pump less and keep him in the field longer and at a more relaxed level of cardio activity. Also added to the armor are direct caloric injectors in the marine's back plate which can enable the marine to function without sustenance for weeks at a time.
All Fury Chapter armor is now double-insulated against vacuum, in acordance with the lessons learned on dead worlds.
In addition, although never great in number, the vehicles employed by Fury Chapter are now standardized to support ablative and reinforced armor. One interesting addition is to Fury Chapter's Rhinos. Although battle-scarred, each one now employs emergency once-burn rockets in the rear quarter, designed to enable the apc units to "leap" up to five hundred meters in the event a desperate attack or retreat may be needed.
Fury Chapter now patrols the outter rim and strikes in secret, coming to the aid of colonists or preemptively striking alien and heretical strongpoints before they can launch campaigns against the galactic core. The Chapter is now led into battle by Talos, a noble but worn veteran of the chapter that always fights in Terminator regalia.
Reconaisance pictures of Fury Chapter are to follow.
Are you going to finish the other story. Also a little off topic how long does a space marine live? Back to the topic this is great fluff. But why didnt you just continue it in the original fury chapter section.
Church: So let me get this straight you gave the guy our flag.
Caboose: Is that bad?
Church: Bad, bad, no next why dont you just help him blow up the whole god @#%& base.
Quotes from Red vs. Blue
This is the finishing of the other story. I didn't continue it over on the other thread because it had gotten long
space marines can live at least 1000 years old (like commander dante of the blood angels, hes at least 1100 yrs old), and probobly longer, they just get killed before 1000 usually.
Back from a long adventure.