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Re: Imperial Guard novel analysis/discussion thread

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And.. we're back. I'm going to have a busy day starting next week so I might as well start chucking out the latest update and save myself some time. This time around in the IG stuff (and we're more than halfway through) is Cadian Blood, by Aaron-Dembski Bowden. This was his introductory novel to the 40K universe and his (to date) only Guard one, but its also one of the best books in the series. It features a Cadian mechanised regiment, plague Zombies, Nurgle Marines, Raven Guard and a race against time to discover the cause of the plague and what brings Typhus here.

In the midst of the story we also have a Cadian Hero who has to face fools within his own command structure, an ambitions (and dangerous) Commissar out for his head, and politics hampering the efforts of the Guard forces on the planet, as well as his own past. Notable for having not just interesting Guard characters, but an interesting psyker and a rare likable Techpriest.

Overall its a good story and good characters, especially in the Astartes-human relations (in a limited way) but it lacks alot of the complexity and 'different-ness' his latter books have when he's delving into CSMs. It reminds me much more of Helsreach in that regard, except where that was Marine-centric view this one is more Guard-centric.

As this is one of the larger novel updates, I'll be splitting it into three parts.

Part 1


Page 7
This was a world that saw ten million new pilgrims each month - it was no stranger to off-worlders making planetfall only to die soon after.

The shrineworld of Kathur, named for the saint himself, was a beacon of faith and hope for the people of Scarus Sector.
In predictable 40K fashion (and one reason why noone thought much of the huge deaths that are attributed to the plague) is that many sick people come to the Shrineworld for faith healing. And then to compound matters, once the plague was discovered, they still didn't spread the alarm because 'faith would prevail.' Yep that whole 'ignorance and superstition' thing is working juuust fine.
That said it does show (and give an indication of the magnitude) of Space travel to this one particular planet, at least at the subsector/sector level if nothing else, which isn't bad by Imperium standards. That's an implied 20% of the planet's total population each month anyhow.
Also the shrineworld is in the Scarus sector.


Page 8-9
Several hundred psykers worldwide screamed their pleas into the warp, begging for assistance. Imperial forces in the sector responded to the cries for aid in impressive time: Scarus was forever the Archenemy's ripest target...
...
Fleets of ships powered up their engines and broke into the warp...
Number of astropaths on the shrineworld, which is approximate as hinted at in other sources going all the way back to Rogue Trader (at least for most major worlds.) Some worlds (like Stalinvast in the Inquisition War novels) had only a single astropath, or a handful.
Some forces (At least naval elements) respond quite rapidly to distress calls within the sector, indicating naval warships are substantially faster at travelling and responding than naval (troop) transports are, at least at the subsector/sector level. Given that most warships can carry at least a regiment or two (or far more, if we go by the 'tens of thousands' of crews in FFG Imperial starships) of infantry, its quite possible the navy could deploy an 'initial' defensive force to bolster planets in such an emergency or to deploy a vanguard. Given that this is in the midst of the 13th Black Crusade, it probably was not done here because regiments were not available at the time.


Page 9
Even now, the plague wracked dozens of worlds across Segmentum Obscuras...
...
The other infected worlds stood on the rim of the Warmaster's Black Crusade. Kathur, however, was far from the Great Eye...
Scope of the plague of unbelief. Kathur however is considered to be far 'behind' the battle lines, although later on also says it's within the same sector as Cadia (although its clearly not based on the 5th edition map)


Page 10
... [Adeptus Terra officials] ordered the planet cut off from the Imperium at the first signs of the Curse of Unbelief. Assembled in the heavens above the doomed world, a mighty fleet coalesced over the course of several days.
..
On the command decks of Imperial Navy vessels stationed in high orbit..
high orbit blockade of the planet, amassed over the course of 'several days'. W hether this refers to the response time from across the sector to arrive in orbit, or just to amass the blockade within the system, we dont know.,


Page 13
Chaos emanations wreathed the planet, eroding all reliability in astropathic contact and paining all psychically-gifted souls aboard the blockade fleet vessels. The ships' Navigators and all present inquisitors had a lifetime of training to resist such invasive psychic agony, but they still suffered. The touch of Chaos infected many of those without psychic talents: incidents of homicide and apostasy broke out aboard the destroyer vessels.
Effect of chaos incursion on psykers and human crews in orbit around planet. On the ground it has to be even worse, but this can clearly prove to create problems for maintaining blockades or anything like that. It also represents a potent psychological weapon for Chaos to employ against its enemies. Other examples of this being used include the invasions by the Word Bearers in Dark Apostle and Dark Creed.


Page 13
..the Cobra destroyer Terra's Spite was lost when the unrest within the ship's bowels led to explosions in the enginarium. Three hundred souls lost..
Crew of a Cobra destroyer.. rather low compared to the thousand plus (or tens of thousands) implied in other novels really. May reflect a large servitor crew, or possibly skeleton crews - again the Black Crusade is going on and naval crews have to be in short supply. It still shows that Naval ships run far bigger crews than they actually need to operate (at least at minimal levels.)


Page 13
The inquisitors ordered the blockade into a higher orbit after the shipboard purges were complete.
..
..the planet was deemed a moral threat to the Naval crews. Small clusters of destroyers orbited the planet in shifts, then broke away to allow others their turn.
Countering the chaos effects on the planet requires a higher orbit (suggesting the psychic emanations afflicting crews and psykers may degrade with distance) as well as minimizing exposure by rotating crews.


Page 14
With the blockade in place, there was talk of Exterminatus, of bombarding the world from space in the name of the Emperor. Such discussion was quickly quenched. Orbital bombardment would not be sanctioned: the damage to the planet's precious architecture, as well as the loss of so many relics, would be the gravest sin. To use virus bombs would destroy all hope of resettlement for months to come, without guaranteeing the final deaths of the plague victims. To use cyclonic torpedoes would ravage the planet on the tectonic level - blasphemy beyond belief.

So Kathur was allowed to die.
Talk of using orbital bombardment and/or exterminatus to destroy the threat. There are a number of interesting implications from this:
One, va difference between methods of destruction. Virus bombing is more 'temporary' - you can eventually re-inhabit the planet. Whereas cyclonic is far more (permanantly?) devastating and affects the planet on a deeper level.
Two, it implies that Orbital bombardment can also constitute a form of exterminatus, unless one interprets the tow as being separate (although context seems to imply it qualifies as exterminatus as well. Although in this context, the devastation wreaked is far less than that a virus bomb or cyclonic attack does.)
Lastly, irrespective of whether orbital bombardment is part of exterminatus or separate, we have the authorities deciding to deal with the matter through orbital attack to resolve the threat rather than land troops. It is only political constraints (the concern over Ministorum property) that prevents this outcome from being pursued. Politics screws up alot of things for the military in this novel.
I should note that the Ecclesiarchy blocking attempts to wipe out the planet are rather foolish, since its quite obvious the place becomes heavily tainted iwth chaos, nevermind the plague zombies. How the fuck do they expect to reclaim everything, much less expect the Chaos forces to leave shit intact?


Page 15
Preparations were made on worlds elsewhere in Scarus Sector. The talk of outbreaks, quarantines and blockades became plans for invasion. Weeks passed before these preparations bore fruit..
Again implication that Kathur is in Scarus, and with the orbital assautl option out of the equation, they switch to plans of ground attack, which (unsurprisingly) takes weeks to pull off, which presumably means planning, preparation and deployment (at least of the spearhead, not the main force.)


Page 16
...the months-dead population sensed the presence of the Emperor's servants...
..
The voices of fifty million dead men, women and children rose..
'months' passing between the arrival of the invasion spearhead and the deaths of the population. Also the population of the planet being 50 million, which is interesting given the 10 million a month visiting rate.


Page 18
The main force of the Reclamation is due to arrive in several weeks.
..
The 25th Kiridian Irregulars are to be commended for their valiant defence last week...
8 regiments are listed one mechanised, one armoured, and the rest seemingly infantry form the spearhead, so presumably the main force is larger, and only a few weeks behind.


Page 22
Vertain sat in his Sentinel's creaking cockpit seat, monitoring the walker's primitive scanner displays...
...
Vertain looked at his auspex display again, checking where the rest of his patrol group was.
Cadian sentinels have sensors of some kind, although 'primitive' does not bode well for their quality. The sensors can also display the locations of the other members of the squadron.
I'd estimate there's 4-5 sentinels in the squadron, although its not quite clear.


Page 23
The only half-reliable vox-channel Vertain had been able to use through Kathur's interference was a route back to main headquarters. Main headquarters was three dozen kilometres...
...
..even if they couldn't already tell from orbital surveillance.
Implied range of Sentinel vox back to base, and mention of the use of orbital surveillance to support the ground effort.


Page 23
"I'll bet a year's pay this bastard isn't Cadian."
Cadians draw pay.


Page 27
It took a glance at the scanner display to see Greer's placement beacon flashing.
Again Sentinel auspex, and sentinels showing up on said auspex due to beacons.


Page 28
Kasr Partain had been one of the first fortress-cities to fall on Cadia, only a handful of months before.
..
And they should be back there fighting for it, not wandering like rats in this city of the dead, half a sector away.
'handful of months' into the 13th Black Crusade at least, and a curious mention that Kathur is in the same sector as Cadia being implied.. even though it was also said to be in Scarus, adn we know Cadia isn't in the Scarus sector. Perhaps they meant 'half a segmentum away'


Page 29
Captain Parmenion Thade hadn't been home in three months, except in his nightmares.
The reports from Cadia still listed over sixty per cent of the planet in the hands of the Archenemy, but the numbers were almost meaningless. The statistics were cold and uncomfortable, but nowhere near as raw and real as his memories.
..
The Thirteenth Black Crusade. For the first time in ten thousand years of defeat, a Warmaster of Chaos walked the soil of Cadia. The Archenemy finally had its first real victory, and the Cadians their first real defeat.
I'm guessing the 'reports' reflect the win/loss percentages from the actual worldwide campaign way back when. The Cadians consider this a victory for Chaos and a loss for the Imperium (or at least the Cadians)
Also it took no more than 3 months for Thade and the 88th to arrive at the planet from Cadia, which is probably a rather generous upper limit considering they seem to have psent a fair time on the planet (at least a week, more probably several at a minimum.) Going by the 5th edition rules map, Cadia (going aorund the eye) to Scarus is perhaps a good 20-30 thousand LY trip at least, so we're talking 80,000-120,000c travel speed average.. at least over that distance. Probably faster, since it assumes zero delays from CAdia to Scarus.


Page 30
Cathedral-like vessels of Battlefleet Scarus ringed the world, filling the night sky with their anger as they fired upon the Chaos fleet pouring towards the planet. Every city on the surface was a bastion of gun emplacements and void shield generators. Every citizen had trained to fire a lasrifle from their pre-teen childhoods. The planet itself resisted the attack.
Battlefleet Scarus is participating in the defense of Cadia, as well as indications of the defenses of the Kasr cities (which unsurprisingly include void shields.


Page 30
By the time Kasr Vallock was lost to the flames of invasion, the populace was already underground. Regiments of the Cadian Shock and the Interior Guard guided the fleeing citizens into the tunnels beneath the city, engaged in a fighting retreat as the legions of the Archenemy flooded into the tunnels in pursuit.
..
Already, the evacuation tunnels were shaking, raining dirt on the fleeing defenders. They were far from the evacuation carriers that would take them to another Kasr.
Apparently evacuation procedures form a big part of Cadian training (even the civilian/militia stuff) and they don't expect civilians to fight unless absolutely neccessary (else why bother evacuating them and letting the Shock troops and Interior Guard do the bulk of the fighting?)
That they have enough transport ot evacuate the city's populace also says something about their access to vehicles (and thus potential for mobility, at least on-planet.)


Page 31
The only light now came from the narrow flashlights fixed to the sides of the soldiers' blast helmets.
Helmet mounted lamps/lights.


Page 32-33
..the foe that would take Thade's right hand towered a metre and more above its lesser minions.
..
The Traitor Astartes fired once as it advanced, barely pausing to aim, unleashing the shot that stole Thade's right arm from the elbow.
..
Through the agony of his bolt-destroyed forearm..
Traitor marine purportedly a metre taller than a normal man. May or may not indicate mutation, or perhaps a result of some non-standard armour? Or he might just have been a really really tall Marine in life.
Also astartes bolt round amputates arm. Either Thade is really lucky, or that was one of those inconsistently 'non high explosive' bolt rounds - the ones that either flatten or fragment on impact, or it overpenetrated the hell before detonating some distance away (because some bolt rounds will kill even with proximity after all.)


Page 34
The water didn't help much. The chemical compounds used to purify fluid rations left a coppery aftertaste on his tongue. Even knowing all the water was purified aboard the ships in orbit didn't help morale. The Guard were fighting on a tomb world. The last thing they needed was water that tasted like blood.

Water purification for the Invasion force. doing it in orbit on ship probably makes sense... nevermind the physical pollution of the water, I doubt they want anyone drinking water that may be tainted with warp shit.. they don't need more plague zombies.


Page 36
Thade smiled as he fastened the last buckle on his flak armour jacket, and strapped on his weapon belt.
Thade's body armour includes not just a chest plate (mentioned a number of times later) but apparently a flak jacket to buckle on. Of course maybe the chest plate is the flak jacket, but I dont really see a chest plate and pauldrons comprising an actual 'jacket', do you?


Page 37
Captain Thade's squads of the Cadian 88th, a full three hundred men and thirty support vehicles..
Size of Thade's company, which we learn later comprises fully a third of the regiment.


Page 39
Thade focused, rolling his shoulders in his matt-black flak armour..
..
It was almost an hour since he'd woken...
The 88th's cadian forces wear black armour, rather than the gray/green we often see in pictures. Urban camouflage maybe?


Page 41
"but you know where the orders came from. These people were Imperial citizens, Corrun. Pilgrims. Priests."
"I heard the stories, Cap. They were faithless. 'Only the faithless will fall to this plague', isn't that what we've been told a thousand times?"
..
He believed as Corrun did. The faithless had fallen. They deserved this fate. To hell with a mandate for "clean kills at all times" and "preserving the plague-slain to be redeemed in consecrated incineration".
But Kathur Reclamation protocol stressed respect for the victims of the Curse of Unbelief. The lord general was keen to foster political allies within the Ecclesiarchy by retaking this world as cleanly and carefully as possible. The emphasis on respecting the tainted dead was just one more petty protocol in a long list that Thade hated to think about since he'd made planetfall. Destroying the dead wasn't enough. They had to be put down with grace, gathered by Guardsmen with a hundred better things to do, and ritually burned in the reactivated funerary cremation facilities.
I found this noteworthy for sheer absurdity and as example of how utterly (stupidly) schizophrenic the Imperium can be in tackling things. Holy world falls to chaos, becomes horribly tainted (which by that self same Imperial creed means that the people on that planet weren't strong/faithful enough, as the Cadians note) and yet they get special dispensation/treatment (as does Ministorum property) because of politics and the general wanting ot suck up to the fucking priests. Like I noted before, politics finds a great many ways to hamstring and otherwise fuck up the invasion efforts for the most silly reasons possible. But this is not inconsistent with Imperial faith, no sirree! the Church is always right!

Now my outrage at the violated LOGIC aside, it does make sense in other ways (political and human.) In a universe where the warp exists, the religious CAN have a tangible effect, and the corruption/destruction of holy artifacts could have unintended side effects (patterns and symbolism playing on the warp, as it can.) And its not as if the Imperial Guard can operate in a total vaccuum - its dependent upon the goodwill and assistance of many other arms of the Imperium - the AdMech, the Ministorum, etc. and so it has to play the politics game to maintain even a semblance of effectiveness. It sucks, its silly, but thats how humans can be, even in situations where they should be thinking beyond their own narrow priorities and short term goals, and in THAT respect it makes a sort of sense.



Page 42
Thade's vox-bead pulsed in his ear. The captain tapped the earpiece, activating the fingernail-sized receiver strapped to his throat. As he spoke, it picked up the vibrations from his larynx and filtered out background noise.
Captain's micro-bead vox and its features.


Page 43
"Janden," he nodded to his vox-operator. "Change command frequency and share the new wavelength with the other squads. The current one is compromised."
..The vox-officer leaned down to where his bulky backpack was secured by his seat, and made the necessary adjustments to his communication gear.
"Done, sir."
frequency shifting because their comms have been compromised.


Page 44-45
They were scouts, and the Sentinels were armed for taking shots at armoured infantry and light tanks. The high-calibre rounds from the walkers' autocannons were tearing holes in the crowds of plague-slain, but they were next to useless against such a horde.
..
A swarm of corpses dressed as monks flew apart in a grey-red cloud as three auto-cannon rounds hit home.
Sentinel armament, anti-vehicle, but only slightly antipersonnel. 3 shells blow apart at least 2 (or more) priests. At least worth severl grenades worth of damage if they're hi-explosive at all.


Page 47
. The sergeants from all fifteen squads ringed him, every man standing ankle-deep in the dead.
recall that Thade's forces are 300 strong. So apparently if there are 'only' 15 squads.. that means each squad would have 20 men (and 2 chimeras per squad).. which seems odd.


Page 48
" Six, maybe seven hundred Remnant," he said, referring to Kathurite PDF traitors. "Double the number of plague-slain."
"Seven hundred secondary-class threats, and fifteen hundred third-class,"
threat classifications. Zombies are third class, PDF remnant Chaos forces are second class. Traitor Astartes are first class, as we learn.


Page 51
The bolt shell hammered into the corpse's head and exploded within the brain, wetting the Imperial Guard captain with more chunks of decaying matter. A flying shard of skull hit his breastplate with enough force to leave a scratch.
Thade's bolt pistol headsplodes zombie. Also note the breastplate deflecting bone shrapnel.


Page 54-55
The squad moved through a series of smaller chambers, each one a mosaic-rich tribute to Saint Kathur's deeds, paid for by hundreds of generations of pilgrims.
Yet again we learn shrine worlds are just the Imperium's version of theme/amusement parks.. basically tourist traps.


Page 55
..Kathur was wreathed thick in warp disruption, and the psychic toll on the Imperial Guard's telepaths was immense. Five had died of embolisms in the weeks since planetfall, one of heart rupture, and a further two had fallen under possession by nameless horrors born of the warp.
Again chaos disturbances seem to have an adverse effect on Imperial psykers. Note as well they'v espent 'weeks' on planet. Again that would reduce the aformentioned transit times from Cadia to Scarus by at least 2-3 weeks.


Page 56
"Janden, what chambers are ahead?"
The vox-officer consulted his data-slate, tapping a few buttons.
Vox officer seems to have a dataslate which has maps of their target locales.


Page 61
You didn't train every day of your life from the age of six and miss too often. The second lieutenant had been firing the same rifle for thirty years, and while most junior officers withdrew more advanced arms from the officers' arsenal upon achieving promotion, Darrick liked to stick with what he knew best.
Age of training for lasguns, and mention of an 'officers armory' which has better equipment. I wonder if its something like the regimental armory that the Valhallans drew carapace and hellguns from (on Amberley's ordrs) in For the Emperor.


Page 62
Along with heavy bolters and other support weapons of any significance, it was hard to justify taking grenades into a monastery when Kathur Reclamation objectives clearly stated the architecture of the shrineworld was to remain "undamaged by reckless interference".
Yet another silly limitation imposed by politics on the military objectives on Kathur. Which is going to be fairly pointless because we can rely on Chaos not to refrain from damaging the architecture and relics and suchnot.


Page 62
When the soldier next to him fell back with hole in his head..
..
..That one would take a while to die, thrashing around on the marble floor and turning his blue uniform red.
PDF traitor (Remnant) Las shot. Clearly not 'sploding' heads (at least not ocmpletely) in this instance. Cadian lasguns in the second post seem to inflict at least partial bleeding, so they aren't cauterizing.


Page 62
Darrick tapped the little pearl-like vox-unit in his ear.
...
Range on the micro-bead vox was awful at best, especially when the stone walls played all hell with the signals, but Darrick pressed the throat mic against his skin and trusted his luck.
Lieutnenant's Vox, apparnetly with subvocalizing capabilities like Thade's. Also stone walls interfere with the cadian's vox.


Page 63
... heavy bolters hammering out their high-calibre rage. Explosive shells from these smashed into the white marble walls and detonated, leaving head-sized chunks of stone blasted free.
damage inflicted by heavy bolters.. 15-20 cm diameter holes blasted in marble (probably) suggests some fairly extreme firepower.


Page 66
..Janden didn't realise the dull throb in his leg was because one of the plague-dead had wrenched off his shin armour and was devouring his right calf.
The Cadian 88th have more than just chest armor, they have shin/leg armour as well.. which isnt surprising because the picture on the front of the cover shows them with lower leg protection as well as upper body.


Page 66
A storm of covering las-fire flashed over his head.
When it was done, the five plague-slain were holed and twitching on the ground, going nowhere.
Again lasfire in this novel doesn't seem do do much slicing, burning, or exploding of body parts, but it does punch holes in people and things.


Page 68
The teeth, each sharpened to a monomolecular edge,..
chainsword 'teeth' again monomol. Which just means 'sharp' in sci fi speak.


Page 71
Its downswept wings carried racks of air-to-surface missiles the pilots could never fire, and the twin autocannons on the gunship's cheeks remained silent even as the Valkyrie flew over tertiary threat targets already beginning to flood the streets cleared by the Guard earlier in the day. The cannons' silence was not to save ammunition or, as in the case of the rockets, to prevent damage to the planet's sacred architecture. At this speed, there was simply no way the pilots could expect to hit anything.
Valkyrie armament. The Cadian 88th has at least one squad of Kasrkin and a Valkyrie. Whether they have more or not is unknown, but we learn more of composition later.
Also note again that the Guard forces deployed to the planet have been restricted in the weaponry and firepower they can employ to preserve the architecture and shit. More pointless hamstringing.


Page 74
"Curious," he said in a murmur of vox-speakers. The servitor next to him turned slowly, unsure if it had misheard an order. Osiron tapped a button on the signum attached to his belt, hanging down his thigh like a metal pouch decorated with a hundred keys to press. The servitor cancelled its attention cycle...
Osirion's servitors are voice and remote controlled (or signum at least.)


Page 75
"His Holy Blade. Two minutes until arrival," the pilot said.
...
"Pilot, report auspex performance as you enter standard close-range scanning distance relative to our position."
..
Osiron waited patiently for the pilot to check his instruments. "Standard distortion at medium range, sir. Reaching close range in twenty seconds."
Osiron timed the estimate against the ticking of his own heart-engine. Twenty-three seconds passed.
"Auspex is... clear. Minimal interference."
Gives some idea on medium and short auspex range for Valkyries, at least under current conditiosn. Assuming top speed for a Valkyrie (1100 kph) which is logical given that Cruor is responding to an emergency. Figure medium is about two minutes out, while close is half a minute to a minute and a half. That's 36 km for medium range, and 9 to 27 km for 'close'.
This also represents an approximate range for Osiron's comms, although this does not necesarily mean anything for the rest of the regiment (AdMech generally having better tech than the Guard.)


Page 76
The double doors were steel-shod Kathurite oak and had stood for three thousand years; consistently blessed, reinforced, redecorated and restored over the centuries. They were built in the same style as most of Kathur's savagely overdone architecture, but practicality was in their construction, too. In the event of a fire, these doors would seal closed and allow those within the preparation chambers to survive up to nine hours protected from the flames.
The ornate doors exploded inwards under the force of the plasma blast. With twin crashes, they flew off their hinges and clattered to the red carpet blanketing the floor. Eleven men stood in the torn opening, rifles and pistols raised. It was the third set of such doors Zailen had opened with his plasma gun. White steam, hot enough to scald flesh, hissed from the weapon's focusing ring in an angry gush.
Plasma gun against fire-resistant doors. Hard to calc precisely, but some things can be derived. It doesn't blow the door apart or burn it up, but it does seem to be more of the 'explode' than 'cremate' type of energy weapon. It has enough momentum to rip doors off hinges and knock them in, though. And the doors are big/wide enough that more than an entire squad can line up inside, so they're at least several metres tall each and the several metres wide in total.


Page 80
Deft fingers ejected his rifle's spent power pack. The sickle-shaped magazine fell into his free hand,
Which is interesting, given how many pictures and other artwork depict Cadian lasguns with straight magazines. The sickle ones seem to be either a higher output or higher ammo capacity type.


Page 81-82
"On approach, Alliance. Cruor requests pict detail of deployment."
..
..he focused the lens of the picter attached to the side of his helmet, and took a peek - no longer than a heartbeat - long enough to take a single pict of the wall of Remnant forces across the circular chorus chamber. All the while, he swore. Darrick ducked again just as a lasbolt burned the stone black an inch from his eye.
..
...clicking "Send" on the helmet picter. "Can you see that?"
"Quite a party in there. Patching it through to Cruor now."
...
He looked up, taking a pict of the stained glass dome. It was the only point of entry unless the Valkyrie was going to drop Cruor through the hole blown in the wall. That was unlikely. Darrick clicked "Send" a second time, transmitting the pict of the pristine dome.
"See that second pict? I'm not seeing much deployment here."
Interesting feature. The Cadian Lt has a camera attached to his helmet, and the ability to transmit images to at least other vehicles in the regiment. It's not wholly unprecedented.. botht he ealrier IG codexes and Forge World's Cadian line seen here all show. Funny enough the Cadians here have some sort of eyepiece that slides over their helmets - some sort of visual display, perhaps? Anyhow, its all not unprecedented and very sophisticated and ungrimdark and all that.


Page 81-82
The pew shook as a massive chunk of its front detonated under the full force of a direct heavy bolter round only three metres away.
Bolter round seems to have an area of effect of 3 m or less, I suppose, although the pew might be muting the blast somewhat.


Page 82
They used the momentary distraction to break cover, twelve rifles firing. Twenty-two Remnant soldiers went down, hit in the first or second volley. Two shots went wide. Taan laughed as he ducked back into cover.
"I saw that, Kallo! Are you sure your mother had violet eyes?" He knew Kallo had been hit in the shoulder and it was ruining his aim, but still... "Two misses! The captain will hear about this!"
Kallo offered no excuse. Taan called out the Litany of Forgiveness with a wicked grin. "Sweet God-Emperor, forgive Your servant Kallo his sins. Remember he is just a man!"
Cadian marksmanship at close range (less than 100m, possibly a few tens of metres). apparently even injury is no excuse.
I also like this because it shows ADB's true talent as a writer. He's not writing the Cadians as caricatures (EG they're all grim humorless, inflexible defenders.) They're actually people with personalities and differences. And yet they're still hardcore, stoic defenders despite those personalities. Its a nice 'differences even within a broad category' approach that both retains the core 'traits' from the fluff, yet still can suspend disbelief by the execution. This also goes with the application of the uplifting primer litanies in this book. They're not always taken seriously in some cases, but they're still ingrained enough into their minds that they may do them by rote.


Page 83
On maximum power, standard issue lasguns constructed on the Cadian armoury world of Kantrael fired a finger-thin red beam of superheated laser energy. The blasts roaring from the ten rifles in the falling men's gloved hands were headache-purple with a blinding white core. Several of the Remnant hit by the las-fire burst into flames as their clothes caught light. They dropped to the ground, already dead, their clothes aflame.
Lasgun vs hellgun as the Kasrkin take charge. While the lasfire for either is not blowing apart things, the igniting clothing is interesting. Whilst we dont know the exact diameter.. Its at least single digit kj just for iginition (125 j per sq cm, and at leats a 2-3 cm diameter beam), and probably more like dobule, perhaps even triple (10-cm diameter area ignited is nearly 10 kj, whilst a 30-40 cm diameter area - the whole torso basically - would be close to or over 100 kj.) IT's just an approximation from side effect, but it does show that the hellguns (if not the lasguns) inflict burns of some kind.
We also learn that lasgun beams (visually) are finger-wide (at leats a cm or two diameter, although if this is the actual beam or just the visual part we don't know. Eitehr way the wound is probably about that wide at least) and mention of variable setting (at least two) on Cadian lasrifles.


Page 84
His hellpistol, connected to a humming backpack via thick cable feeds, purred as he lowered the setting and holstered it.
Hellpistols have backpack power sources, and variable output.


Page 84
"Thade's pulling us back. We're running."
"We don't run."
"We're running. Captain's orders."
..
But he was right. The Cadian Shock didn't run. It was a point of pride, and had been for ten thousand years. The Lists of Remembrance were filled with hundreds of regiments that had been destroyed rather than flee before the Archenemy.
"We never run," Jevrian said again.
"No? We ran two months ago," Taan said softly. "We ran on Cadia."
Jevrian had no response to that.
Cadians don't run, supposely, although they do here. Its another one of those variations on the usual grimdark 'paradigm' shit - clearly (at least with a non-idiot captain) the Cadians will run - they may not LIKE doing so, and its against their nature - but they'll do it.
also note that a mentality sort of thing plays here. Cadia is a world under constant threat from the Eye, and when you consider that retreat never really is an option. Especially given how attached Cadians are to their home. So that sort of stubbornness makes sense. It also doesn't explain the WHY of running in some cases -are they fighting to protect someone else's escape? Fighting to keep an enemy from taking some vital resource? What? Juts because 'not running' is part of their culture or mindset does not mean they automatically fight for even the most trivial of reasons (which isn't to say it DOESN'T happen either, even with Cadians. Grimdark and all that.)
Also 2 months since the 88th have been on Cadia, which means more like 2 months to reach this planet, at most. With the 20-30 K LY distance from before, we're looking at 120-180 thousand c travel times now.


Page 85
It stuck uncomfortably in many throats, but none of the officers argued with the captain's appraisal of the situation.
"If we stay here, we die. If we die, we fail to meet our objectives anyway. The Janus 6th is finished. Our orders were to reinforce them, or hold this monastery if the Janusians fell. Our numbers make that an impossibility now we've come face to face with the reality. Immediate fallback to the Chimeras."
Once again, the Cadian 'never retreat' mentality is more a mindset rather than a policy, and at least some Cadian officers are not so taken with it they don't think. That 'variation within a broad category' thing at work again.


Page 85-86
A hand gloved in the same grey leather reached out, fingers splayed, towards the great doors. The temperature dropped a few degrees. The Cadians' breath steamed from their lips.
...
Seth did it. The double doors roared from their hinges in a howl of psychic wind. The soldiers felt ice crystals tinkling on their armour as the gust blew back to them.
Effects of psychic powers. Dropping it few degrees within a few m (say 3x3x3m area) would be at least worth some tens or hundreds of kilojoules. Exactly WHY the temp drop occurs is up for debate - is the psyker drawing on surrounding energy, is it merely a side effect of tapping the warp (some sort of warp based 'conservation' law in effect? If you draw energy form the warp a given amount of eneergy from realspace is lost?) - interesting to consider.
Either way it seems to be enough to blow the doors off their mountings.


Page 88
The imposing figure on the other side of the horde, some hundred metres from the Cadians, raised a scab-encrusted bolter.
Thade's men were firing in a relentless barrage before the doors even crashed to rest, but the towering figure's voice was a wet burble rising horribly over the stuttering cracks of las-fire. A single bang from the creature's bolter ended Etan's life, as the round detonated within the trooper's chest.
..
" Contact, contact, contact! Primary threat sighted!"
...
The Traitor Astartes stalked through the shambling crowd...
...
Its bolter barked over and over, but its aim was thrown off by the Cadian lasbolts smacking into its ornate helm. The rounds glanced aside doing no real damage, but they interfered with the archaic targeting systems in the creature's helmet displays.
Cadians meet a 'Primary threat' which as before is a Chaos Space Marine. Predictaably lasguns do fuck all against the armour (its a SPACE MARINE of course and therefore inherently better) while its bolter easily fucks up any trooper it shoots. On the other hand, while they don't breach the armor it does manage to fuck up some systems (like targeting) - which I suppose is a sort of 'soft kill' effect.
I have to wonder if the Kathur protocols are affecting the settings of the lasweapons as well - eg the whole 'not damage shit any more than neccesary' or 'kill people neatly' crap means their lasweapons are suffering? Unstated, but certainly possible.



Page 92
The thousand-strong Cadian regiment, of which Thade commanded a full third, was camped with the main bulk of Guard forces in the colossal plateau chosen for the initial landings.
Size of the 88th. The interesting thing is with 3 companies of 300 men each.. that means there is 100 left over not part of those three companies. Who they are is up for debate. Command staff perhaps, or perhaps the Grenadiers, or other support elements (The psykers, Enginseers, etc.)
As regiments go, its also one of the smaller ones in fluff (considering Cadians tend to be 4000-8000 or so depending on source.) but its not surprising. Many armoured fist/mechanised regiments tend to be smaller than infantry ones, although this is one of the smaller mechanised formations to my memory (usually several thousand. Even the Cadians have had larger mechanised formations, like in the IA books)


Page 92-93
Tens of thousands of Guard soldiers had made the initial planetfall. Over half of them were still coming and going around the grounded troop landers that now served as Reclamation headquarters. A hundred thousand tents and hastily-erected communal buildings spread out from the clustered landers like a refugee city.
And this was just the spearhead. The forward force, sent to establish an Imperial presence. The main bulk of the Reclamation forces were still in warp transit.
The aerial view was breathtaking. Seth had seen it from a Valkyrie only a week before.
implies the Cadians have been on planet for less than a week. More like 7 weeks of transit than 2 months, although that may still be generous. 149,000-223,000c approximately.
Also the size of the initial landing of the Reclamation (not the main force) is tens of thousands.. althought his might be clsoer to 100,000 given the number of tents implied. The reclamation force is even bigger so this isn't a trivial undertaking.


Page 93-94
The landers of the Vednikan 12th Rifles had made planetfall first, and they sat now in tidy formation, their massive hulls casting shadows on the grey tents below.
..
..in typical Kiridian militia style, resembled exactly what it was: a rushed camp set up almost at random as squads spilled from their landers and pitched their tents wherever they chose.
...
The Hadris Rift 40th Armoured showed no such disorganisation. Ordered rows of tents stood in ranks a little way from the tank garages. Orbital landers had brought down the structures almost whole, leaving enginseers and servitors to reinforce the buildings with armour plating against the ashy wind.
..
The camp of the 3rd Skarran Rangers was Guard standard. Billets and tents in an ordered spread around the few landers that remained, with regimental leaders stationed in the smaller staff tents away from the troops. Unlike the Kiridians, the Skarrans had left ample room for supply dropships in their formation, while the Irregulars were forced to land their supplies a kilometre from their camp and drive the crates in on cargo loaders and lifter Sentinels.
Differences among the Reclamation regiments. The notable thing (to me at least) is that every force has their own landers - so there's plenty to move troops about (unlike Taros.. GRIMDARK)
Also the landers are of quite diverse types. Some seem to be smaller (for the infantry regiments) while the armour forces have huge landers which also seem to double as garages and vehicle storage. They also seem to double as the storage space for their supplies and such, which makes some sense (and makes the resupply potentially more mobile.. but this being the Guard or all I doubt we'd see that much.)
The other interesting bit is the Hadris Rift armoured forces, which not only have lander storage for their vehicels (garages), but also bring down entire buildings whole from orbit. We've seen such mentioned in planetstrike (drop bastions, I think they were?) and also in the novel 'Imperial Glory' with the Brimlock.
The Irrgeulars also have their own supply and transport vehicles as far as supplies go, although they may also have been part of the lander's complement.
We don't know whether they actually 'own' the landers, or if these are mrely on secondment. The context would imply the former, but fluff as far as 'policy' goes would imply the latter (navy generally owning all aircraft.) Although with all things in 40K the lines can blur, and its easy for a secondment to become effectively permanant due to various factors, so the distinction is perhaps irrelevant.


Page 94-95
..A single lander punctuated the ordered ranks of tents - a behemoth of a craft with its swollen hold capable of holding over a hundred Chimeras. Patches of grass were quickly slabbed over with rockcrete for efficient supply drop landing sites. Each of the 88th's three divisions were separated by a short distance, with the soldiers' tents in rows near central communal mess buildings and officer barracks - the latter of which were landed from the troop ships in a matter similar to the garages of the Hadris Rift 40th. The Cadians used their great lander, Unyielding Defiance, as a fully-equipped garage for their vehicles.
The Cadian camp. The Lander can hold at least 100 Chimeras. It isn't clear whether they have one lander (capable of transporting the whole regiment), or one lander that they have to transport in thirds, or if they may have three landers. I suspect the former but the second option is more likely. Again note the dual use (vehicle transport and maintenance.)


Page 99
Indeed, he'd only drawn the Despoiler once in his life before this moment, in the weeks before the invasion of Cadia, three years before.
Inversed... A rival for the Despoiler? Someone destined to stand against the Archenemy's machinations? Seth's fingertips hovered above the card. The clarity of the prophecy was clouded, ruined by his own unfamiliarity with the card he'd drawn.
This novel is taking place 3 years after the start of the 13th Black crusade, which we know takes place in 999.M41, which means this story is taking place some time after M42. Guess the Imperium is still around, at least in the short term :P


Page 100
To read the Emperor's Tarot was to open oneself to the warp, and caution was not a virtue to be discarded on a whim. This reading was already devastatingly potent, which lent credence to its import and accuracy.
...
He could feel his own life ticking away in time to his body's natural cycle, and felt the unnatural acceleration, the degeneration of his cells, from exerting his psychic strength day after day.

Page 102
While his rank and wage entitled him to partake of the youth-renewing juvenat drug process along with the accompanying surgery, Fineas Maggrig had chosen not to indulge. He believed in a man living out his natural span in service to the Emperor, and those who "stole days" were wasting time in life when they could be beside the Emperor's throne in the afterlife.
Unshakeable faith made him a preferential candidate to lead this theatre...

Page 103
Thade was smart enough not to judge the new lord general too harshly - he'd earned those medals for a reason, after all - but the captain was Cadian enough to secretly chafe at the thought of following the man's orders. The lord general had spent his entire career leading Guardsmen safely from the back.
It wasn't the Cadian way. With the Great Eye staring eternally down at their world, Cadian doctrine favoured the bold: those men and women who stood on the front lines, seeing the enemy with their own eyes and ordering their allies into battle with their own raised voices.
Another point to note about the passages on this page is it discusses Thade's award of Ward of Cadia medal he wears on his helmet. He's ashamed of it and the attention it draws (feeling undeserving of it) but to others its a symbol of the hero he is.


Page 104
..turning the silver skull-and-gate medal over in his newly-implanted bionic hand. The implant was so fresh it didn't even have synthetic skin grafted over it yet
Thade has a metal hand, but it would have synthetic flesh grown over it to look real. Not unlike the augmetics given to Lexandro in the Inquisiton War/Space Marine novel.


Page 105
What kind of soldier wore rings like that, anyway? Thade and Osiron shared a momentary glance, thinking the same thoughts. The rocks on the Overseer's knuckles could bring in enough coin to keep the 88th refuelled for a month.
Jewellery was another ostentation Cadians had little love for. When every scrap of metal on your home world went to the forge factories to be made into weaponry and almost all personal wealth was tied into military gear and property, displaying one's wealth in flamboyant displays seemed wasteful and decadent. It was often said of the Cadians that they as a people had no eye for beauty.
Thade had no idea if that was true or not. He found beauty in many things: alien landscapes, the weather patterns in the heavens of other worlds, slender women with dark hair... But self-awareness was one of his strengths. He knew he had no capacity to understand what was supposed to be attractive about wearing one's wealth in such a pointless display.
Cadian culture seems to be very much different from the American POV, despite the implited levels of militancy and armament and shit. For one thing Cadians are much more EVIL SOCIALIST and less focused on the individual (unuspririsng, given their location and the threats they face. Hard to be a selfish fuck when your entire planet and life is at risk every day.) So that largely means Cadian notions of wealth and mateiral possesions tend to be either practical and/or military in nature - a very pragmatic viewpoint.
And yet that doesn't mean the Cadians don't have personalities,or feelings. As Thade notes he can find beauty in things, and as with Darrick we see Cadians can have humour. The difference is that those things tend to reflect their culture and planet. And like many things in the Imperium, those differences can be quite dramatic (such as Thade's view vs that of Osiron.)
If we knew for sure how many rings (and how expensive) we could probably get an estimate on fuelling costs for a 150 vehicles of a CAdian regiment. Just at a rough guess (in real life money terms) we might figure at least thousands or tens of thousands of dollars, and in RL gas terms (call it 5 USD per gallon) we'd be easily talking many thousands or tens of thousands of gallons of fuel - hundreds of gallons per vehicle. Assuming 12 hours of driving a day for that month we're talking about half a gallon to a gallon used per hour (and at off road speeds we're easily talking a good 15-20 kph speed at least) and stronly suggestive of a high degree of fuel efficiency.
Now, bear in mind the above makes quite a few assumptions which can skew the results, but it certainly fits with what we knwo from other sources (The MPG for a Leman Russ Demolisher in Inferno Magazine, a 3 day/1500 km range for a Leman Russ without refuelling from Defixio, etc.)


Page 107
Thade detested this petty conversational thrusting and parrying. It wasn't in his blood to argue with an officer like this, but then again, he wasn't used to serving under such a pathetic excuse for a lord general.
No, that wasn't quite true. Maggrig wasn't pathetic. This was what Osiron was warning against. Don't disrespect the lord general purely for his variant approach to command. In arrogance, lay self-deception.
Thade is aware of his own biases enough to try and keep them from affecting him, which we might reasonably expect to be a Cadian quality. What I like in this scene is both how it reflects the problems that can arise in the IG from the multitude of backgrounds and cultures that encompass its ranks (Both soldiers AND officers), and it reflects ADB being able to write decent, complex characters rather than one-note caricatures (even his 'stupid officer' stereotype can have redeeming qualities and be something other than a complete moron due to plot demand.)


PAge 108
"If the lord general of the Reclamation deems it necessary to send a fraction of my regiment into an engagement that the assigned campaign tacticians argued against, then so be it. If the lord general appoints a mechanised infantry company to lock itself within a siege situation, then I'll do all I can to make sure those orders are carried out. But I've been fighting the Archenemy since my recruitment into the Cadian Youth legion at fourteen years of age. Every single man in a Cadian uniform was raised to assemble and fire a standard-issue lasgun before he could read and write. If the 88th falls back, it's because in the considered opinion of every veteran officer among our number, we had to fall back."
Thade and Osiron have a little.. difference of opinon - regarding proper usage and tactics of the 88th. Again, despite what some claim, the IG is quite aware of the benefits and value of mobility in warfare (even if they aren't all DYNAMIC like the tau.) and they will use it if they can. But the real problem lies in that 'differences' thing again - lack of a coherent, unified background or method of training and recruitment in the IG means that such conflicts can and do happen, and thus a Mechanised regiment can be used in siege warfare, or some other 'non-standard' arrangement (like the Ghosts being put into siege/trench warfare situations.)
Also apparently some measure of education (reading and writing at least) is common amongst Cadians.


Page 109
.. through images of the Death Guard Astartes confronted by Thade's squad. The final three picts showed the hulking creature dead, its armour blackened from las-fire and cracked open from bolt rounds.
I guess Thade's command squad was able to down the CSM, evidently without any losses either. And despite the fact it suggest sonly las- and bolt- fire killed it (eventually), it is worth recalling that Thade's weapons specialist was a plasma gunner, and that may factor in even if it wasn't explicitly mentioned.


Page 109
"We killed another three Death Guard as we fought off the Remnant and made ready to withdraw," Vertain added. "Confirmed kills, verified by the gun cameras of Dead Man's Hand."
Sentinel weapons can kill cSM.


Page 110
For all his faults, the lord general had a wonderful collection of blades and pistols. The captain doubted they'd been used even once by Maggrig personally, but what surprised him was the fact each piece of the displayed collection was an admirable and apparently fully-functional weapon.
...
This one aspect of the lord general was the only facet Thade warmed to in his commander's personality. Of course, the Cadians had been joking for weeks the only way Maggrig could have acquired real weapons was to pilfer them from the corpses of men his orders had killed.
Again despite being the story's 'idiot leader' archetype, Maggrig demonstrates a number of redeeming qualities to show he isn't a complete stereotypical officer asshole. Also again, Cadians do have a sense of humor.


Page 113
"I can recite the Cadian code of law that allows any officer above the rank of lieutenant to take additional training with regards to being qualified to deal with, and execute if necessary, a sanctioned psyker. I have that training, as does every lieutenant in my command."
"All the same, this is my Reclamation and I will take no chances by relying on some Cadian loophole. You are to be appointed a commissar immediately."
..
"The 88th hasn't had a commissar in over seventeen years."
Apparently its not unusual for Cadian regiments to be without a commissar. Which may reflect their utter reliability as well as the fact they don't need to be reined in like the Meat Droids of Krieg.
This is yet again a reflection of the 'differences' in the structure and command styles of the Guard. Thade serves in lieu of a Commissar's duties in at least some respects, and this would (I imagine) be considered acceptable and normal from a Cadian perspective. And yet, Maggrig views things differently (although it could be him just playing games too.)
It is interesting too that Thade thought Cadian 'laws' might have some impact on Maggrig off Cadia. Something to do with Sector/Segmentum politics or the standings of Cadian regiments relative to others, perhaps?


Page 103
When he'd been awarded it only a handful of weeks before for his command in the Black Crusade, the captain had wanted to hide it away in his personal belongings.
This implies a matter of weeks between this conflict and Thade's departure from Cadia. To be fair, 'handful of weeks' could imply well over a month - and probably does, since we know elsewhere that at least 2 (or three) months are mentioned. So this is more an upper limit than anything (and a generous one, if we go with 2-3 weeks.) rather than a precise qualification.


Page 115-116
Inquisitor Bastian Caius was one hundred and nineteen years old.
...
While Caius was over a hundred, he looked thirty. Juvenat processes were the privilege of the Imperium's wealthiest and most valuable servants, and the inquisitor considered himself a member of both categories.
119 year old Inquisitor looking 30. At least a 3-4 year passing for every year he ages. Probably conservative, since Caius would not have gotten juvenat from birth. More likely in mid-to-late teens or early twenties, meaning the actual ratio may be several times greater.


Page 116-117
Caius's left eye was an ugly augmetic, a blood-red lens fixed in a steel focusing ring surgically grafted to his face in a restructured eye socket of chrome. The implant had been costly (for the old crone always rewarded her worthy apprentices as befitted their dutiful service) but as with many bionics, the mechanical eye was all business and no artistry. The lens could detect the most subtle movement in its field of vision, even a man's breathing, and relay it instantly to Caius's shoulder-mounted psycannon, forming a fast and flawless targeting system.
A further enhancement took the form of an attached aura-scrye scanner, forming a secondary red lens eye projecting from a bronze and steel implant attached to the inquisitor's temple. With his sight linked between these two false eyes and his natural vision, Caius could literally see psychic emissions, translated into his second lens as an angry heat-flare surrounding the psyker responsible.
While the linkage between the psycannon and the eye is interesting, as is the sensory capabilities (including the warp sensor that translates into a visual representation), what really strikes me is how the Inquisitor's augmetic differs from Thade's own (the one to be covered with Synthskin). Clearly, appearance of an augmetic is not an indicator of wealth or importance, but may actually reflect either capability or aesthetics. In this case, Caius' augmetic may be so obvious because it serves some benefit tied to his Inquisitorial duties (indimidation or some other psychological value) or utility (packing in all those useful features) precludes it being a subtle augmetic. Or it may even be that to Caius (or his mentor) such things didn't matter.
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Part 2
Page 118
...the Kelmarl asteroid prison complex: a vermin-infested hole for some of Scarus Sector's more wretched criminals, all of whom were deemed unfit for immediate execution by Imperial authorities and sentenced to lives of slave labour. Petty thieves whose lawyers had allowed them to escape local mutilation laws were slammed into squalid communal cells alongside small-time embezzlers and underhive gangers who avoided death sentences by ratting out their friends. Life in the Kelmarl complex was an endless cycle of short sleep allowances and long shifts in pressure suits mining within the asteroid's tunnel network.
Apparently intergalactic law in the Imperium can encompass more than 'immediate execution.' Of course penal slavery is hardly a better outcome for the individual criminal, but eh, Grimdark. I suppose having lawyers is a sign of civilization too, isn't it?


Page 124
The inquisitor was about to speak when the dozens of pentagrammic wards acid-etched into the walls of the cell - which had taken an Ecclesiarchy priest over a week to complete in astonishing detail - flared with a dull light.
I wonder why they have a priest administering the Wards. Does the Ecclesarichy train some of its people in such psychic defences routinely, or did having a priest do it somehow make them stronger via faith or whatnot?


Page 132
His false eyes focused on Thade with muted whirring sounds. He dismissed the bio-scan readings that flashed up behind his retinas.
Caius eye augmetic has bio scanners.


Page 134
...He was as diligent as any soldier in maintaining his overcharged weapons - even more so, due to the innate instability of hellgun-class armaments
Hellguns are 'unstable' and thus require greater maintenance. This tends to suggest the main difference between them and regular lasweapons is that they operate at levels much closer to the tolerance limits of lasweaponry in geneal (thus being more prone to failure, and hence needing greater maintenance). Basically a variant las weapon like a long-las, rather than a completely new and different kind of las-weapon (although that doesn't lasweapons having differences in design.)


Page 134-135
"Those who make war without knowledge invite defeat through ignorance."

Taan laughed. "That's officer material. A ranker like you should know better than to quote senior officer inspirational texts, master sergeant."
..
"Duty is trust. Our duty is not to question and seek answers to moments in life that escape our understanding. Our duty is the same as our mothers' and fathers' duties. To kill for the Emperor and die for His throne."
..
"Actually, that's our very own Colonel Lockwood. He's got some footnotes in the latest edition of The Valorous Path."
...
But then, learning one of your own regiment was in the Cadian officer-only version of the Imperial Infantryman's Uplifting Primer was definitely not small news.
First, the Cadians apparently have their own officers version of the uplifting Primer. Whether other regiments do, we don't know, but it wouldn't surprise me. Given that indcotrination and other indirect methods are the onyl way the Imperial Guard has of instituting anything resembling standards and coherency, it would make sense (The Tactica Imperialis doesn't, anyhow.)
The Cadians are also prone to the same divisions the rest of the guard are (unsurprisingly) - the Officers are expected to know shit, the Soldiers aren't expected to know or question and just obey orders. Mind you, this probably isn't a drawback (at least, not for infantry) if you have a competent officer like Thade. But given that the officers aren't always competent.. well.. that's why some of the fuckups (EG Taros, Vraks, etc.) can happen (or why mechanised infantry or light infantry will serve in siege or trench warfare.)
We also get a bit of a gilmpse into Thades mindset from all this, since Thade is the one being quoted.


Page 138
His ankle-length jacket was left unbuttoned, revealing his black uniform and a weapon belt with a holstered plasma pistol and a sheathed chainsword - this last forged into an unusually thin, curved shape.
Commissar weaponry. Whilst the plasma pistol is worth note (given that Tioneji has a laspistol for much of the rest of the novel) it's the unusual chainsword that draws my attention: quite unlike the large, heavy, bulky bluedgones we see in artwork of Chainweapons.


Page 139
"It's a tradition from my home world," Thade said, certain the commissar knew that anyway. "Shock regiments regard it as a point of honour to have Cadian-born commissars appointed to them."
"Your world is a world of war, and such planets breed many orphans." Tionenji referred to the commissarial custom of selecting its recruits from children who'd lost both parents in battle. He was still as rigid as if he stood on the parade ground. "I imagine Cadia provides many candidates for the Schola Progenium, yes?"
Cadia seems to produce a gret many Commissars. Which can hardly be a bad thing, given they seem less likely to shoot people without good reason. Given that Thade later comments to Colonel Lockwood that Tioneji seems to behave like a Cadian, this is not an unreasonable supposition.
Also Cadians prefer to have Cadian-born commissars in their regiment - another point about this novel is that while Cadians are not exactly bigots, they're very insular and tend to view outsiders with at least some wariness if not suspicion. Again given their cultural bacground this is not usrprising.


Page 139
"We fought with the Rukh 9th seven years ago."
"The Battle of Tyresius," Tionenji said immediately.
"You've done your research." Thade wasn't remotely surprised.
"I am a commissar," Tionenji replied simply.
There is more to being a commissar than simply shooting people in the head and waving your sword whileshouting. It takes knowledge and brains, at least in principle (since you can get Idiot commissars as you get idiot troops and officers.)


Page 140
"The Inquisition's new division is something of a mystery to me. I am aware of their mandate to hunt and destroy the plague-slain, and seek the source of the Curse of Unbelief that has ravaged so much of our glorious sector in recent years."
The purpose of the Ordo Sepulturum


Page 141
Tionenji wasn't out of his twenties, and it was usually common for veteran commissars to be appointed to the Cadian Shock over younger officers.
Cadians - probably because they are veteran regiments - typically draw veteran Commissars as well. Which in this case means 'someone older than their twenties' probably.


Page 141-142
Over a thousand soldiers were packed into a hundred and fifty Chimeras and Sentinels, driving up a muddy storm as they manoeuvred across the grasslands the regiment had set aside for daily training. Thade's three hundred men joined Major Crayce's three hundred and Colonel Lockwood's four hundred for the midnight exercise.
Strength of the Cadian 88th, including vehicles. The breakdown is unspecified, but I'd wager that there are at least 50 Sentinels, and probably fewer than 100 Chimeras. The differences can't be too great - EG Sentinels outnumbering Chimeras, given the troop numbers and given that Thade's company had 30 or so vehicles and 300 men. I'd say the numbers are roughly equal, with a slight edge going to Sentinels, perhaps. Say 70 or so Chimeras and 80 or so Sentinels.


Page 144-145
"I am not blind to your, forgive me, our regiment's expertise. The monastery fight must have tasted foul to many of the men, yes? There was little opportunity for the rapid deployment and tactical insertion the 88th excels at. And the colonel decided to allow the men to... relieve some stress. Am I correct?"
"You see clearly, commissar."
Tioneji comments on the 88th's speciailzation and tactics. Again they wer used earlier in a way different than they are used to.


Page 145
Tionenji was making an open effort to connect with him and show his willingness to bond with the regiment, which was not what the captain had been expecting in a commissar appointed by the lord general.
Like Maggrig, ADB makes a habit of showing characters as being far more than one-dimensional gimmicks. Tioneji is a commissar, and he lives up to that role we learn later (including earning the enmity of others) but he has plenty of positive traits as well. He's brave and a good fighter, he's inspirational (and believes in that role), he does his homework, and he also makes an effort to seriously bond with his regiment. Quite unlike the Codex-driven Commissar stereotype.
This is also interesting given that Tioneji is, as noted earlier. both a young and relatively new commissar and the fact that Thade is not surprised so much by Tioneji's approach and attempt at bonding (instead of shooting people in the head and inspiring fear), but rather that he hadn't expected such a commissar from Maggrig. Again this suggests the 'non-executing, inspiration rather than fear' commissar types we so often see in novels is hardly atypical or rare. It's only just the truly heroic Cain/Gaunt types that are. :P


Page 148
Veterans, true veterans over fifty years of age, were rare in the Cadian Shock. Such was the fate of the Imperial Guard's most often-tested regiment. No matter how good you are, the odds will always get you in the end.
Which speaks to a very high level of attrition amongst Cadian regiments. In their defense, the context makes it clear the casualties stem from their perceived reliability and extensive use in combat in various theatres, rather than problems with their competence or training or doctrine or whatever. It's simply a matter of seeing extensive combat and sheer probability.

Page 152
In Thade's hands was his weighty chainsword, long and straight, with a single cutting edge. In Tionenji's own hands was the blade he'd named as a nimcha, thin and curved like a crescent moon, also silent in deactivation. Two live chainswords meeting would risk shattering and tearing the teeth from one another. Powered down, they could be used to duel without risk of damage to the precious weapons.
Again Tioneji the Commissar's chainsword vs Thade's (more traditional) chainweapon. The differences are interesting and worth note. Also is the difference in chainsword duelling here as contrasted with (for example) the duel in First and Only.


PAge 152
The fighters ducked and weaved, their deactivated swords slashing through the air to meet with metallic clanks once, twice, thrice a second. Both men were panting less than a minute after the duel had begun, neither used to facing a swordsman of equal skill.
Given how heavy Chainswords are mentioned to be (6kg for a human sword in FFG stuff, heavier in other sources like First and Only) - the ability to swing these things fast enough to make two or even three blows in a single second is pretty damn impressive. Possibly superhuman.


Page 155
They met in the lord general's command bunker - a prefab structure just a short walk from his tent. Around the room's edges, servitors and adepts worked the banks of vox-scanners and tactical cogitators necessary to plan the Reclamation and remain in contact with the vessels in orbit.
IG command bunker. Note the orbital contact linkup, as well as the servitors, and the commms and scanners and cogitators and such.


Page 158
"Orbital picts suggested - and Reclamation tacticians anticipated - intense numbers of the plague-slain in these areas. "
IG forces onplanet using orbital recon. Extensive use of such, in fact.


Page 159-160
"Since we made planetfall, every vox-channel has remained scrambled and prone to extreme interference from an unknown, untraceable source. Additionally, no auspex or scrye scanner has given us a reliable reading. We're hunting half-blind."
....
"Either the Traitor Legion cleared our scanners for a reason we're not aware of, or something they're doing in the Shrine of the Emperor's Unending Majesty disables their own jammers as a side effect."
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"We think they're scanning for something. And they can't jam us while they scan," Thade said.
"I concur," said Osiron. "The tech-adepts of every regiment are working on methods to counter the interference based on the latest development."
A bit on 40k EW - in the sense that it is known, and sensor/comm jamming is done on the ground, and compensated for/fougth against by the AdMech allies. Which is always good to know.
I do wonder if scry scanners have any difference vs auspex/surveyors. Psychic sensors mayhap? Stick a psyker brain in a box and stimulate it and all osrts of readouts to translate the rsults via MIU?


Page 161
Following orders was one thing; he was used to it and it rarely rankled. But information was power, and going into a fight without the facts was not the way any soldier wanted to make war.
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"If you're keeping the truth from us to save our sanity, I tell you now that we'd rather know exactly what's going on."
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"But we're not some green unit on our first campaign. We'll fight and die or fight and win, no matter what the truth is."
Interesting both for the insights into Cadian (and IG) mindsets with warfare and the way the Inquisition may approach letting those troops have knowledge of their respective specializations (EG aliens, chaos, etc.) The Cadians obviously know something about the nature of their enemies (hardly surprising given their proximity to the Eye and Traitor Astartes), so they are more trusted than other (more green, or conscripted) regiments but there are stll limits.


Page 162-163
"We have a mere month left before the main attack force arrives in support. The regiments en route should be made aware that they'll be landing in a hot zone with several outposts along an urban front line rather than the single stronghold they're expecting."
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"Is there a final count of the arriving regiments?" Thade asked.
...
"An additional two hundred thousand men in total," the same colonel said. "They entered the warp earlier in the week, and are currently estimated between twenty-five and forty days distant."
Scope of the main forces en-route to Kathur and their time to arrival. Plus the week or so already, we could figure thirty two to forty-seven days roughly - about one to tow months transit time. The time to amass it is sometime probably between one or three months tops, meaning this force is both larger and quicker to respond than both Taros and Vraks in terms of time.
Distance, however, is a big question. In context this is all supposed to be happening within the Scarus Sector, so we're probably talking tens or hundreds of light years, tops. On the other hand, the Cadians came from tens of thousands of LY away, so its possible to argue the distance is thousands to tens of thousands of light years. If we're talking 20-200 LY as an example in 32-47 days we're talking between 155-230c. 200 LY would be 10x that. At 20-30 thousand LY we're tlaking 155,000 to 342,000c. Again given the evidence in this novel and warp travle in general, its possible to argue either way and reconcile either speed - there is a high degree of variation in warp speeds (and explanations why.) depending on where you look.


Page 163
Adepts and junior officers leered into the eye-straining, flickering screens of wall cogitators, absorbing streams of jade green letters and numbers spilling across the black screens. Regiment positions, lists of the dead, city plans - data in all its relevant forms.
More command room data stuff.


Page 164
In his armour, Brother-Captain Corvane Valar was just over two and a half metres tall. "Massive" barely described him. He was broader than even Osiron, whose bulky body augmentations in many ways mimicked the suit of powered armour worn by the brother-captain. He was also almost half a metre taller than Ban Jevrian, the tallest officer present, and Jevrian was tall by anyone's reckoning.
Ravne Guard Astartes arrives. 2.5 meters tall in armour, meaning he's probably shorter out of it. Just where Astartes fit in the height categroy varies (anywhere from 2 metres to 3 metres) but this can probably be explained as differences in genetics, variations in the Astartes creation techniques, and differences in power armour and perception (treat it more as an estimate rather than an absolute)
This also menas Jevrian, the Kasrkin Sergeant, is about 2 metres tall, marking yet another 'huge' IG guy. Although in a Grenadier that probably isn't terribly surprising.


Page 165
The Adeptus Astartes operated under a mandate from the God-Emperor - their genhanced bodies marked them as his chosen sons, living on as shadows of his image. Yet the Imperial Guard answered to Segmentum Command and, in turn, the High Lords of Terra. Cooperation was common between the Guard and the Astartes, but conflict was hardly unheard of.
IG/Astartes relationships. Note that the primary 'command' of the Guard, like the Navy, seems to reside primarily in the SEgmentum level commands, rather than directly on Terra (although Terra has a certain level of input as well.) This means that whilst in theory there is one single overall command, there are in fact five separate, effective 'high' commands. And even then, the Segmentum commands can't effect any real control over the hundreds or thousands of sectors and subsectors in their control. Thus 'real' adminsitration of the various IG units occurs at sector level or lower (meaning there are actually thousands of separate IG 'commands' under nominal segmentum control, and vaguely reporting to an even more remote group of High Lords.)

Again given the nature of transport and communications in the Imperium, the extremely decentralized nature of that same government, and the sheer number and diversity of planets and cultures within it, this is probably the best one can expect.


Page 168
Thade noticed Tionenji's hand inching towards his own holstered laspistol as Seth spoke.
Tioneji now has a laspistol rather than a plasma pistol. Out of universe I wonder if this was a revision change ADB made (from plasma pistol to laspistol) and this just slipped through editing. It's not really a significant issue even if it is - it's not unreasonable to figure Tioneji either has different kinds of weapons in his personal armoury, or he can simply exchange or requisition another one if he so chooses - nothing FORCES him to keep any weapon he arrives with, it's simply worth noting for later.


Page 168
"We name them Codiciers and Epistolaries, depending on rank. Again, forgive the implied insult, but their powers eclipse those of an unenhanced human psyker by a great degree."
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..Thade, for some reason, imagined him smiling behind the impassive muzzle.
..
His voice was different now: less stern, despite the vox-speakers distorting his tone. Maybe he had been smiling, after all.
IG psyker speaking to Raven Guard captain. Again ADB shows his talent at writing characters as actual people rather than caricatures. He's not afraid to give personality even to the Astartes - not unlike Bill King and Abnett.
On the 'quantitative' side, we can figure that most Imperial (and IG) psykers are less powerful than Librarians, although a few sources (like Architect of Fate) note some of the higher end Imperial pskyers can approach/match Librarians.


Page 171
It was almost certainly thousands of years old, still flying, still fighting, still shedding blood in the name of the God-Emperor. So much of Cadia's technology was forever new. New soldiers bearing new rifles and driving new tanks - all to replace men, weapons and resources lost in the planet's endless wars against the raiders that spilled from the Great Eye like unholy tears.
Interesting comment on Imperial technology and that whole OLD TECH thing. Apparently despite that whole 'technology more important than people' the Imperium (or at least parts of it) are perfectly willing to throw away machines and equipment as readily as men (Krieg are even more fanatical about this). Even though the GRIMDARK propoganda makes it sound like even the most trivial of tech is rare and precious and irreplacalbe (unlike men). Makes me think it's more Munitorum propoganda at work than actual truth.
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Page 172-173
The giant approached, his heavy armoured boots crunching soil and gravel underfoot. Sheathed across his back was a two-handed blade as long as Seth was tall. The Cadian doubted he could lift it unaided. He doubted even Ban Jevrian could fight for long with that beast in his hands.
Size/weight of Astartes Librarian force sword. Says alot if chainswords are a good 10-15 pounds doesn't it? :P


Page 174
"I am relatively well-informed, culturally speaking, on the Cadian people. I understand that you regard rifles as more precious than your wives, you'd rather kill someone than make love, and that you're only happy when bragging about the most recent time you remained awake for five days straight to win a war with your hands tied behind your backs."
"You know us well." Thade Thade grinned, his violet eyes bright below the black widow's peak of his hair. "But not that well. Seventy-five per cent of the planet's adults and children are under arms, and most Cadians don't marry. We have breeding programs to maintain the population."
"Is that a joke?"
Thade kept grinning. He didn't answer.
Thade deals with the commissar's preconceptions of the Cadians. Which probably tells you that alot of the Codex-centric material might be taken with a grain of salt as propoganda - at least insofar as the cutlure and invidual demeanour goes. It would behoove the Imperium to play up the Cadian's reputation (the same way they play up Catachans, Kriegers, or any other 'high tier' regiment.) but its also true that Cadians are probably misunderstood given Tioneji's comments and Thade's (humorous) reaction.
I also wonder if the 'breeding program' is true. It could be (of the Cadians) - we know the Kriegers seem to be subject to it anyhow, although it might not be as regimented (and dehumanising) as the Krieg approach. Heck, it may evne simply reflect Cadian social and cultural values and how they differ from the rest of the Imperium - just because they don't have marriage doesn't mean they don't fall in love, have senses of family or community, etc. Indeed, we have noticed in this book that the Cadians have a very strong sense of unity and community - a trait necessary for their survival so close to the Eye.


Page 175-176
A few sockets stood out on the white skin, polished chrome showing an edge of redness where they aggravated the surrounding skin: the implants for the codicier's psychic enhancing technology. Seth had no idea what equipment the Astartes psykers used and wasn't about to ask, no matter how fiercely his curiosity burned.
The amplifying band of psychoactive metal implanted across his forehead suddenly itched abominably. He kept his augmentations clean and disinfected them twice daily, but they were the fruits of crude surgeries. Sanctioned psykers deserved no better in the eyes of the Guard; the majority were destined for a messy death before they earned any long-service medals. The polished bionics punctuating the Astartes' skull were almost artistic in comparison to the cheap bronze plugs that bored into Seth's flesh and bone.
A bit on psyker technologies. Both sanctioned psykers and Librarians have 'enhancing' equipment - which I gather is both to amplify their ability to tap/channel psychic forces, as well as to help stabilize them and protect against surges of warp power, and like most IG vs Astartes tech, the IG crap is more crude and basic compared to what the Astares get. :P


Page 176
Zaur led Seth into the waiting maw of the gun-ship, clanking up the gang-ramp. Once inside the internal hangar, Seth scanned the rows of chained combat cycles and archaic thruster backpacks that waited in secure wall housings for use by the Astartes
Raven Guard thunderhawks carry cycles as well as jump packs, which can afford some measure of mobility on the ground.


Page 178
"The Cadian Shock are the guardians of Scarus."
Apparently the novel is again under the impression Cadia is in the Scarus sector, which unfortunately it isn't. WE might instead figure this means Cadian regiments not only serve on Cadia, but all around the Eye of Terror. It's not that far-fetched, we know of Cadian regiments serving in PAcificus (Gaunt's Ghosts) and even on the Eastern Fringe (fighting against the Tau) so the idea that they might be garrisoned in other sectors is hardly shocking.


Page 184-185
The Herald had not moved from its throne in many months.
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It was the first time the Herald had made any noise in weeks.
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"We are only hours from our destination, Herald,"
Assuming Typhus started in and around the regions of Cadia still before coming to Scarus, we're talking thousands/tens of thousands of light years in weeks or months, which is still tens of thousands at the bare minimum, and more like hundreds of thousands of c (or faster). For a Chaos vessel that's damn impressive, but then again Terminus Est is rather specially favoured, is it not?


page 186
...the corrupted Astartes held out a colossal scythe in his swollen fists. It was over three metres long, the pole as thick as a man's thigh, the curving crescent blade glinting in places under a patina of bloody rot.
Typhus' Manreaper scythe. Identified as a power weapon, but could very well be a daemon/force weapon. IIRC the HH series establishes that Typhus was a Libarian once.


Page 189-190
....Thade's cyber-mastiff, its bodywork of chrome and iron restored to its undamaged gunmetal grey. The size of a bloodhound, the shape of a wolf with particularly vicious jaws, the cyber-mastiff glared at him with black eye lenses.
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"Rax, log target's bio-spoor. Record name: Seth. Record status: Null target."
The robotic dog's eye lenses whispered as they turned - focusing, recording.
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"When he was damaged last month, it wiped his cogitator's targeting and recollection file."
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"His memory, apparently. Don't look at me like that; it was Osiron's explanation. Rax needs to re-record everyone's bio-spoors so he doesn't sight them as targets."
Thade has a cyber-mastiff, which for me brings some Kal Jerico-like vibes to the story. Kinda cool really. We learn Thade obtained the Cyber Mastiff from a forge world where they were used as factory guards - meaning he was salvage that was later sanctioned as thanks (or through bribery.)
It also responds ot verbal commands and will provide a verbal acknoweldgement (of sorts.. a sort of bark.) and we get a bit of discussion about how it identifies people (and its 'targeting' systems)
Cyber mastiff's must not be terribly high maintenance in the field, or else Osiron (or Thade or both) have connections that allow him to maintain the animal.


Page 191
" The Shock treats my kind with infinite grace compared to the way we are shackled and despised by many other regiments."
Cadians treat their psykers better than other regiments apparently, although this may not be saying much given Thade still has an instinctive fear/distrust of Seth. However, he isn't openly distrustful, disdainful or even abusive of the psyker, which says alot. This may reflect the unity/shared brotherhood amongst Cadians, even those blessed (cursed?) with psychic powers.


Page 195-196
"But I do not read the Emperor's Tarot. And I am surprised your sanctioned psyker does."
"He's unique."
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"...Seth has survived longer than most sanctioned psy-advisors in the Imperial Guard. Secondly, I have no way of judging it myself, no comparisons to go by, but officially, his powers rank him in the top tier of psychically gifted individuals suitable for Guard service."
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"He's powerful, lord. And useful. He is tested every three months for traces of taint, and is always utterly clean. The results show his will is strong, even if his body is not."
Commentary on Seth and IG psykers in general. Apparently its rare for sanctioned psykers to use the Tarot (which seems to be something more along the lines of Astropaths - perhaps due to the Soul Binding.) but exceptional psykers can do it. We also learn that they are treated as 'psy-advisors' which suggests their powers are primarily devoted to intel and informational purposes rather than direct attack (although that remains a possible role also.)
Also bits about the testing and Guard psyker rankings in general.


Page 196
"It's rare to see one of the Guard-assigned psykers do more than kill himself with his own psychokinetic energy discharges."
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That had almost happened to Seth on several occasions. The most recent time had only been the year before, fighting heretics on the hive world of Beshic V, when the sanctioned psyker had half-melted an enemy tank with psychic lightning from the aquila atop his staff. The crew were cooked alive in their armoured tomb. Seth remained unconscious for a week.
Indicator of Seth's power, which perhaps provides an indicator of how more powerful psykres (like Librarians) can be. We dont know what kind of tank, or what 'half melted' means exactly, or what 'cooking' the crew means, but at the bare end (assuming 3rd degree burns at least over the whole body) we have to be talking several MJtotal as a BARE minimum. Melting the tank would definitely push it up to GIGAJOULES. Bear in mind we dont know how long it took to frag the tank, but the strain was such that it almost fucked Seth over, and again he's an exceptionally powerful IG psyker as well.

Page 199
Imperial records would identify this date, this single day at the beginning of the Reclamation's second month, as the turning point in the campaign.
The Reclamation's 'spearhead' has been present on the planet for two months. Doesn't tell us how long it took them to get there, but probably less than a month if we go by Thade's notion that its been several months since the 88th have been on CAdia. This also tends to suggest that the travel time to reach Scarus from CAdia was a month or less, so we might figure 2 weeks to a month approximately - definitely in the hundreds of thousands of c average travel time (1/4 to 3/4 of a million c roughly)


Page 201
"Lord General Maggrig's urgency to retake Solthane and land an initial spearhead force was admirable, but flawed. He paid the price for his eagerness. The fleet above us was far too small to repel an assault of that magnitude."
This reflects the inherent drawbacks of the Guard - they can go for speed, size, or organization, but not all three at once. The spearhead was a small force rapidly deployed, but insufficient to deal with significant forces. Such is the nature of the Guard's piecemeal deployments in many cases.


Page 202
Under Lord General Maggrig's orders, the remaining regiments have scattered into the city, dividing to minimise losses in case of orbital bombardment.
"What may have been a sound tactic in other theatres of war is a messy dissolution of strength here. "
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"...we're coming to realise just how much the vessels in orbit were boosting the vox signal with their onboard instruments."
IG tactics WRT orbital attack. Spreading out like that makes sense, since unless the enemy is willing to use considerable firepower (or deep ground penetrating attacks at least - either of which is not possible for every planet in every case) to paste the terrain, they will not be able to easily target or wipe out troops, especially if they have fortifications of any kind. And any losses they do take would be minimized.
Also comment on the unreliable vox (and sensor) situation on Kathur, as mentioned earlier.It's actually noted that scattering crated more problems because without the vessels in orbit providing support the jamming fucks up their comms even more.


Page 204-205
So when the sirens started wailing and several of the limbless servitors connected to the navigation consoles began to babble and moan in alarm, Straden was not in the least bit surprised.
"Well, well, well," he said at the blossoming warp vortex, bearing witness to the Archenemy ships spilling from the wound in space. Steepling his fingers, he lounged in his command throne, watching the view-portal for several beats of his calm heart.
...
"All power to the nova cannon."
Navla captain is able to watch (in realtime?) warp translation of enemy fleet, and at least detect it (which could be done via warp sensors, but seeing it realtime? another question.) Also after enemy arrives they begin powering up nova cannon, which means charge time in a matter of minutes.


Page 205
The Herald's flagship was bloated and vast, built to be a battleship beyond reckoning and swollen by Chaos in the ten millennia since it first drifted from the orbital docks of the forge world that birthed it. Its ridged surface bristled with a thousand disease-caked cannons, each ready to fire.
Implied size of the Terminus Est. Also note the 'thousand cannons' armament


Page 206
The Chaos fleet had broken from the immaterium a considerable distance away, but the severity of their emergence warp-wound would play hell with the Imperials' navigation systems.
Apparently the emergence of an opposing fleet from the Warp (at least a Chaos one) can in some circumstances disrupt efforst to escape for some time. Probably depends on omre factors than just size or numbers, given that in Execution Hour and a few other novels, escape was still possible despite the presence of a large Chaos fleet involving the Planet Killer and several battleships itself.
We also don't know for sure what a 'considerable distance away' is, but I'd be willing to bet its at least millions or tens of millions of kilometres.


PAge 206
"Report," Typhus burbled. The answer came from a mutated thing half-fused to its scanner console.
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"A cluster of twelve troop barges... Six Sword-class frigates in orbital spread... Two Dauntless-class light cruisers in a defensive ring... Five Cobra-class destroyers... One Dominator-class cruiser in high orbit..."
Size and composition of the Imperial fleet in orbit around the planet. Again there is the strong implication that this is (on both ends) effectively realtime. If they use some sort of psychic scanners (basically think of a technological or biomechanical version of Psyker scrying or clairvoyance) this might make some sense. On the other hand it could just be based on hours old passive data (at least for the Chaos side) given the Imperial fleet has been in orbit a long time. The same can't quite be said of the Chaos forces though, since they just arrived and its unlikely they're taking hours to approach so soon after arriving.


Page 207
The Imperial fleet above Kathur was modest in size, to say the least. What orbited the planet was a battle group balanced for exactly what it was: the forward element of the Reclamation forces.
The Imperial fleet mentioned before is defined as a 'battle group' and a 'modest fleet'. Possibly indicative of typical subsector dispositions, but also indicative that it's only a smaller part of the larger force (although how much larger, we don't know.)
Also interesting is to consider that these vessels are specifically designated (twice) in the novel to be part of Battlefleet Scarus, which means a significant part of the Scarus fleet is part of the reclamation force, and it implies Scarus probably has quite a large battlefleet itself. Given its proximity to the Eye, this would hardly be suprrising.


Page 207
The Second Shadow powered up its ancient engines and primed a vicious weapon array designed to break any blockade and still have the firepower left to fall into a low orbit to hammer a city into dust.
Capabilities of Strike cruiser. Note that the orbital bombardment capabilities can 'hammer a city into dust'. Not neccesarily indicative of upper limits of power, but may indicate the potential conventional bombardment capability of a planet (at least, when they want to retain it.) although specific yields are impossible to determine without timeframe and number of shots fired (it could be a few big ones, or lots of little ones, or even a small number of little shots over a prolonged period, and one could make a case for all examples being valid.)


Page 207
The Dominator-class was rarely seen in Battlefleet Scarus, and was considered by many captains to be something of the Navy's bastard son. The more reliable Lunar-, Gothic- and Dictator-class cruisers held pride of place among Naval ranks and populated the majority of battle groups.
Commonality of Dominator class cruisers in Battlefleet Scarus (the fleet in the sector Kathur is in) and implied to be relative to all the other sectors - at least in this segmentum if not the Imperium as a whole. Implies other battlegroups in the Battle fleet have multiple Lunar/Gothic/Dictators. Assuming at least 2-3 more battlegroups and 2-3 of each in each other battlegroup (and no other dictators) we're talking at least a dozen more cruisers in Battlefleet Scarus, and it could easily be several times that. If the ratios of escorts to cruisers in this battlegroup held constant, then Battlefleet Scarus could easily go over a hundred ships just by the cruisers and escorts alone.


Page 208
The Dominator's undesirability was centred on its main weapon mounting. Thrusting from the armoured prow like a bared lance and reaching almost half a kilometre in length, a nova cannon took a horrendous amount of preparation in order to fire even once. It was also inefficient in orbit-to-surface warfare, rendering it less versatile than standard lance batteries, which in turn rendered it even less desirable.
Lastly, it was not viable to mount a nova cannon on any ship smaller than a cruiser-class vessel, purely because the recoil of firing the weapon would, at best, throw navigation all to hell and take precious minutes to recover. At worst - and much more likely - firing the weapon would collapse a smaller vessel's superstructure and destroy the ship.
The Dominator's nova cannon. I presume the length factors only how far it extends out from the hull of the ship. although it may reflect the overall length of the weapon as well. That it sucks at orbital bombardment is hardly a shock, given the velocity and size of thr projectile it would only be useful if you wanted to destroy the planet or cause catastrophic damage. Also, apparently, the yield can't be 'dialed down' significantly.
Also nova cannons can't be mounted on anything smaller than a cruiser because of the severity of the recoil, which tells you something about the resilience of light cruisers and escorts to that scale of firepower in very broad terms.
The fact it also takes 'minutes' to recover also tells us that the Nova cannon's recoil greatly exceeds the thrust of the engines by a significant margin (easily by a factor of 100, or a 1000, or more.) Assuming a 100 ton shell at 2/3 the speed of light (for example), recoil would be 2e13 kg*m/s. If the cruiser massed only around several tens of millions of tons as FFG suggests, and assuming it takes closer to 15-30 minutes for the recoil to be stopped (The longest time known for shell reloading. Its worth noting that far less than an hour passes in this battle and at least three nova cannon shots are fired though) the acceleration implied by the cruiser would be a mere 1 m/s. Given that max acceleration for the engines by FFG is at least 2-3 gees, the recoil can easily be an order of magnitude or more greater, meaning the Nova cannon is probably chucking a shell more akin to several thousand tons (which is consistent with the masses of torpedoes from 'Let the Galaxy Burn' and bombardment cannon shells and both weapons relative to larger macro shells.) KE for a several thousand ton shell at 2/3 the speed of light comes out to 4-6e22 J.
given a half hour reload, we're talking e19watt sustained power output for the ship.
Larger ship masses (or accelerations) can of course mean a considerably greater recoil and larger calcs, of course :P
I would also note that the flaws of the nova cannon above could very well explain all the differerent 'types' that have been observed - the 5000 kps nova cannon from Warriors of Utlramar, as well as the 'energy beam' type nova cannons in other sources (like Dark Creed.) as the Imperium tries out other designs to overcome the shortcomings of such spinal weapons.


Page 208
The engines shook the entire ship, and well they might, for five thousand slaves and servitors laboured in the endless layers of the Fury's aft decks.
Indicated scale of the crew (human and servitor) in the engine compartment. Ratios unknown.


Page 209
"I count twenty-six hostiles, captain," called out a junior officer from his place in front of a bank of crackling scanner monitors. "Sacred Throne!"
"Report," Straden ordered, his voice still calm.
"The flagship reads as the... the Terminus Est."
Size of the Chaos fleet. Also note that given the relatively short time since emergence they have detected the nature of the enemy ship. Given the limitations on warp distance (less than a light second would not be 'a considerable distance away') and my earlier comments, this possibly could mean FTL sensors of some kind, although if they're only a few millions or tens of millions of km away the light-speed lag is still small enough to be plausible (approx a minute or less.)


Page 209
...in the spacious, antique throne of one of the Emperor's own blessed battle cruisers. At his command was the power to obliterate incredible amounts of life, of entire cities, of whole worlds. He had done so many times before - simply by speaking a single word, he had annihilated thousands of lives.
...
Such was the power of Depth of Fury, ill-favoured main armament or not.
This was the first time Straden could ever remember thinking that the metres-thick adamantium armour of an Imperial ship, coupled with the invisible, crackling protection of void shields, would simply not be enough.
Capabilities of Imperial Cruiser. Like in Rogue TRader, Cruisers can obliterate large amounts of life, entire cities, and even destroy worlds (Exterminatus.) Which is consistent with other sources and calcs too (like the Dominator's nova cannon.) Also 'metres thick' armour.



Page 210
"Bring us about until Terminus Est is in our forward fire arc. Status on the nova cannon?"
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"Prow fire control reports all systems ready," he said.
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"All crew to battle stations. Brace to fire the nova cannon in thirty seconds. "
thirty seconds to get within range of the Terminus Est. If we knew the velocities involved we might estimate weapons ranges. We know the limit on nova cannon reloading (and we know the first order STraden gave was to prepare the weapon) is 30 minutes, so fhis would provide an upper limit on speed (no faster than this.) What's more is that its a converging course, so the velocity of both fleets has to be taken into account.


PAge 210-211
..Straden watched the rotted hulks of the Archenemy ships tearing closer. The ship began to shake anew, taking the first impacts from the light cruisers thrusting ahead of the behemoth, Terminus Est.
Fighters spilled from the larger Chaos ships, but while the smaller vessels of the Imperial fleet took a hammering from their interceptor weapons, Depth of Fury ignored them utterly.
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"Port laser batteries locked down and ready,"
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"Signal the captains of the Precious Loyalty and The Lord Castellan to power up and flank us for the first five thousand kilometres of our run. Then they are to break away when we fire the nova cannon, lest they catch the first wave from our broadsides."
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Depth of Fury shuddered harder, taking serious impacts on its void shields and shaking through the stress of the plasma drives propelling the ship far in advance of standard thrust.
The Chaos force's guns open at a range greater than the effective range of this Nova cannon. What's more, we can add at least 5000 km to the range of the Nova cannon, and that still doesn't reflect an upper limit on ranges given a.) we dont know the time it took to accelerate or travel prior to this point (except it probably is less than half an hour) and b.) the nova cannon is still out of range when they start taking omre damaging hits, meaning that the longest range is still yet greater.
If we assume the Imperial fleet (and converging Chaos fleet) the combined velocities of the two fleets is some 167 km/s at least. Hundreds of km/s would not be unreasonable for this scene, although it might be a bit fast given that they engage over the planet not much later (suggesting single/double digit km/s more likely.)
Also the Dominator cruiser can go higher than 'standard thrust' - whatever that means accel wise (either standard is less than maximum, or they can 'overdrive' teh engines.. eg 110-120% power. Although this clearly has costs.)



Page 212
The principles of nova cannon technology are relatively simple.
Generators mounted in Depth of Fury's prow and the cannon itself charged up, creating a series of powerful magnetic fields. Teams of slaves in the prow work with great loading machinery to feed a specially prepared projectile - an implosive charge the size of a small building - into a great hallway known as the release chamber.
Bulkheads slam down as the nova cannon readies to fire. The firing mechanisms must be isolated from the rest of the ship, and it is rare that all slaves escape in time. As Depth of Fury thundered towards, Terminus Est, battered by the anger of a dozen lesser vessels, Straden demanded haste above all else.
..
Upon the order to fire, the magnetic fields accelerate the payload and hurl it from the fixed cannon at something close to the speed of light. Then the time-consuming and dangerous reloading process takes place, and the cycle repeats.
The payload hurtles through space faster than the human eye (and indeed, most instruments of human design) can track. It is programmed not to implode within safe distance of the firing vessel; a nova cannon's destructive force is immense.
This failsafe can, of course, be overridden.
Nova cannon firing (and limitations) again. The failsafe has been mentioned in FFG (implied range of tens of thousands of km minimum, and more like 60,000+ km) AT 'close to the speed of light' we're talking more like 200-300 thousand km/s, and average duration for human eyeblinks is something like 1/10 to 4/10th of a second. Given the FFG minimum we're probably talking closer to the latter, and it would also suggest nova cannon velocities are much closer to 300,000 km/s than 200,000 km/s.
This also reflects a strong lower limit on weapons ranges for the Chaos fleet - at least a good 65,000-70,000 km/s.
Also note that the cruiser is able to stand up to a minute (or more) weapons fire from a dozen lesser vessels.
What's interesting hgere is that the source implies the speed of the nova cannon (and the distance it travels) is hard for humans (and some sensors I guess) to track, which again points at high velocity (and runs contrary to WoU, where it took 15 seconds for a nova cannon shell to impact. This suggests a second or less.)
Also again 'close to the speed of light'


PAge 213
The projectile lanced across the distance between the two converging ships faster than the blink of an eye. Once it struck, it was programmed to implode, collapsing in on itself and achieving a density so intense all nearby matter would be sucked inside it and compressed to practically nothingness.
This is how stars die.
And this is what hit the oncoming prow of Terminus Est.
A sizeable chunk of the diseased ship simply ceased to exist, wrenched out of physicality and into nothingness.
..
"Direct hit,"
...
""Sixteen per cent hull damage, captain."
Nova cannon striking Terminus est. apparently it actually strikes the hull, althought he damage is the implosion warhead. Most people assume this means 'black hole' and I suspect that was the intent, although I'd go with the term 'black hole like' or 'magical suck in/disintegrate shit' warhead to be safe, since black hole is a widely misused term in sci fi. What's interesting here is that some old BFG sources suggested such warheads were damn rare, and this ship is firing them off constantly.


Page 214
When a ship's shields finally buckled, the lances of light cut directly into the hulls, scarring them deeply, cutting ships into pieces one shard at a time.
Lances apparently are 'cutting/raking' weapons.. so more focused and less 'broad damage' ffects.unlike weapons batteries
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Part 3

Page 215
..the enginarium to give him maximum thrust, little realising only a quarter of the one thousand slaves were still alive down there.
Dauntless-class ligth cruiser. Its engine crew is 1000 as contrasted to 5000 for the cruiser, meaning it may have 1/5 the crew if the ratios hold out in this case. Rather interesting since the ratios were much less in Execution Hour between a Dictator and a Dauntless.


Page 217
Depth of Fury powered on, shieldless and streaming jagged metal from its wounds. Like a plague of locusts, Chaos fighters flitted around the cruiser, a cloud of annoyance harassing all four kilometres of the great vessel.
Cruiser is 4 km long. If this includes the half km nova cannon barrel we're talking more like 3.5 km. Smaller than the FFG legnths, but a bit longer than Relentless/Rennie novel lengths of 3 km. Also note that the cruiser is relatively unharmed by fighter attacks, although escorts are vulnerable.


Page 217
. The void shield generators had been ejected into space to prevent a critical internal detonation. Half the plasma drives had ceased functioning.
Apparently overloaded void shield generators can blow up. either they overheat or are volatile (which might make sense given the 'void shields as mini warp rifts' definition) or they absorb/deflect so much energy they overheat explosively somehow.


Page 218
No preparations this time. The nova cannon charged its magnetic fields and spat its implosive gift at the Archenemy flagship.
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Close to the speed of light, the projectile hammered into Terminus Est, unleashing the physics of a collapsing sun into the ship's underbelly. Several decks simply ceased to exist as the implosion gouged a wicked, bleeding hole in the Traveller's vessel.
..
..Depth of Fury lost all pretence of stability. The kickback from firing the nova cannon was colossal, effectively killing the cruiser's forward motion and sending it veering to starboard, out of control.
..
"We're dead in space,"
Nova cannon fires again. Once again 'near-light' speed implied, and that it makes a direct hit (again.) and again is black hole (like).
The more interesting bit is the effects of the recoil. It kills 'all forward momentum' and actually kicks the ship off course. Given that part of a nova cannon's role is to use the engines to counter recoil, and the mention of 'half' the engines being nonfunctional earlier, it squite possible the engine thrust is off balanced somehow, contributing to the off-course spin. Or it may be due to the lack of preparation.
either way the engines are totally fucked up now, and the ship can't move. Again assuming a velocity of hundreds or (more probably) thousands of metres per second, we're talking a two to three OoM difference in Nova cannon recoil vs engine thrust. I should note that given the scene it is hard to justify thousands of gees accel based off this whole battle. Single or double digit fit wel, and hundreds of gees could be made ot fit, but thousands wouldn't work unless the ship was travelling at really high velocities (thousands of km/s more likely)


Page 218-219
The side of the young man's head exploded outward in a dark mess. The corpse toppled over in the same direction a moment after. The ship's commissar, hook-nosed and thin-faced, lowered his pistol.
commissar's pistol headsplodes nval officer. We dont know what kind of pistol, sadly.


Page 219
..assault pods shot from the Shadow's launch bays..
...Almost as small as the fighters swarming the strike cruiser,
Astartes boarding pods same size/mass as Chaos fighters.


Page 220
His team of slaves, now down to barely a hundred men, had reloaded the nova cannon in just under seven minutes. The mouth of the great turret had been fed with the huge warhead it would unleash.
Loading time of seven minutes. This is much faster than the 30 minutes before, suggesting nova cannons can be recharged and reloaded in much less time. 7 minutes for recharge would be closer to the e20W range.


Page 221-222
Depth of Fury was doomed. Although it would end its honourable but understated career in less than a minute...
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"Their cannon amasses power once more, great Herald."
...
"Main armament ready!" crackled the voice over the vox.
..
"Fire! Fire, fire, fire!"
The magnetic fields powered up. Straden could feel them. He didn't care that it was impossible. He could feel the magnetic fields charging, heating his blood, vibrating his bones.
Nova cannon attempts to fire one last time, implied duration of charge up 'less than a minute' which would fit with implications from BFG Warp storm as well. at less than a minute (instead of a7 minutes or half an hour) the output would be closer to high e20, low e21 watts based on my earlier figure.


Page 223-224
Crouching in the mud of a sprawling garden estate...
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They spilled from the tower at the centre of the ten-kilometre-square estate...
Implied size of a single estate in the Shrine world city gives a lower limit on its size (and an intresting perspective on the size of a city in 40K terms.)


Page 226
"Confirmed. Armour incoming. They look like Repressors and Chimeras. Riot-control... Troop transports... Fitted with additional weapons."
Chaos Remnant forces armour support. I wonder where they go thte Repressors from.. arbites stockpiles, perhaps? Sororitas? Its a shrine world so either is possible. Or maybe they're PDF issue. :P


Page 226
The transports had been abandoned at the edge of the graveyard several hours before. They were several kilometres distant from the Chimeras.
Again the estate is freaking huge, meaning the city is also huge.


Page 227
The strength and range on the vox-casters far exceeded the personal micro-beads carried by individual soldiers, especially with the interference on Kathur so eternally harsh.
Mention of indiviudal cadian soldiers (and possibly all Reclamation forces) having micro-beads.


PAge 228
When he was within arm's reach of Thade's cover, a las-round tore across his chest, shattering his body armour. He hurled himself next to the captain, the way Taan had only minutes before. His chestplate was a smoking mess.
"Close," he grinned.
"Close," Thade agreed. "You've had worse."
Thade's comm officer takes a Remnant lasbolt to the chest from unknown weapon (probably rifle, but maybe pistol) Shatters the chest plate, but leaves him otherwise totally unharmed. Chestplate may or may not still provide some protection, given the 'you've had worse' comment.' Also interesting is the angle, as it is implied to have come across the chest plate from a direction other than straight ahead (either that or its a single shot in some sort o fsustained/raking mode.)


Page 232
Give me your vox-bead," the inquisitor said without preamble. Horlarn complied. Caius attached the input mic to his throat and put the output bead in his ear.
micro beads again


Page 232
armour contacts - Remnant riot pacification tanks and troop transports corroded by poor maintenance, converted to bear heavy weapons.
More REmnant vehicles.


Page 233
Thade cut the link, snatching the offered speech horn. Such was his haste, he almost crushed it in his augmetic hand without realising.
Thade's augmetic hand has greater-than-normal human strength.


Page 234
"I saw Crayce die myself. Frag grenade. Barely anyth... left of him, sir.""
Power of a frag grenade. Whehter human or CSM we don't know.


Page 234
"Transmit exact coordinates immediately. Damn it, where are you all? Reval?"
"...opy that, captain. Transmitting."
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"Lost the link," said Janden. "I've got the coordinates, though. Only six kilometres to the direct north."
Transmitting coordinates in a non-verbal fashion, as well as being able to locate them fairly briefly (matter of seconds) via vox operator in some manner.


Page 237
...the chances of infection in Kathur were almost one hundred per cent. All Reclamation troops were issued with anti-infection gel to fight the increased risk of wounds turning foul on this fallen world.
Another danger of fighting Chaos troops, at least the Nurgle types.


Page 239
The source of Thade's unease was almost three metres tall, clad in ancient armour, and swollen with disease.
Death Guard CSM nearly 3 m tall in armour.


Page 241
Tech-priest Enginseer Osiron swept his metal fist in a gentle panning motion, from east to west. The signum in his hand pulsed its electronic signal to his attendant servitors, and the half-living drones followed the path of their master's hand, unleashing a withering hail of fire.
Gun Servitors being directed via signum.


Page 245
Tionenji made a promise to himself then: if he survived this, he was going to do his damnedest to make some money off Thade at a card game.
Look! Another Commissar who will play cards beside Ciaphas Cain! It's hard to argue in this novel that Tioneji really isn't a Commissar despite how he acts, but its nice to know that the fanatic can have certain human sides (like ambition, or greed.) even as he can be the staunch and resolute defender of Imperial Morale (who shoots people if they deserve it. IE a fanatic.) Again ADB does a great job on his characters, and they're ALWAYS high points in his books.


PAge 247
Psychic lightning raged from his outstretched fingertips, enveloping the Death Guard warrior in tendrils of coruscating energy. Its armour blackened and cracked under the psychic onslaught, and the reek of burning flesh was made far worse by the foul stench of cancerous diseases cooking within the superheated power armour.
..
As the destroyed Traitor Astartes collapsed in a heap of ruined armour and burned flesh, Seth cried out at the headache heating the insides of his skull. His brain was boiling. He was sure of it, his brain was boiling. He'd pushed himself too far.
Sanctioned PSyker vs Astartes. At least single digit, if not double digit MJ to cook them like that.



Page 248
The Kasrkin had taken the two Traitor Marines down with a blistering volley of hellgun fire aimed at the Astartes' armour joints, thirty grenades, and Seth's psychic fury.
..
He'd lost three of his men to the Traitors' bolters.

Ten Hellguns aiming for weak spots, 30 grenades (Krak or frag we don't know) and a sanctioned psyker to take down tow Plague Marines. If they only lost 3 men in the process, the encounter could not have lasted long, seconds at most, and thats still a pretty good exchange rate all told.
Presumably the hellguns were roughly in the same magnitude of power as the Psyker and/or Grenades combined, so 10 hellguns combined could eaisly output double digit MJs to decimate both Marines. Assuming 200 shot backpacks for the Hellguns (like in IA5) and around 20-30 MJ (based on an approximate combination the grenades and my aforementioned analysis for Seth's effects) we could infer an order of magnitude estimate of hellgun firepower of around 10-15 kj per shot.



PAge 253
Seth's warning was weak - the psyker had long sensed the captain was resistant to psychic contact, even for a blunt, but the message got through.
Psychic messages for Seth (at least in this circumstance and his condition) can be hard to send to Thade. Blunts apparently have some (small) resistance to telepathic intrusions like that. Cadians at least do.


Page 255-256
"We'll minimise collateral damage as much as can realistically be allowed for, but by the Golden Throne, I will not die here so some Ecclesiarchy bastard can smile in a few years about how we helped save on reconstruction costs in one paltry square kilometre of a city the size of a continent. Winning the war is more important than saving a handful of credits."
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"I'm fighting a war. Which is the greater sin: losing the world to Chaos, or losing a few shrines in the world's defence?"
"Semantics, captain. Semantics that fail to justify blasphemy."
"We're fighting a war almost entirely without our heavy weaponry, which was left neatly packed in crates aboard ships that are now nothing but wreckage in orbit."
Implies a few things - a company of Cadians deprived of the bulk of their heavy weapons (mostly what is available to the Sentinels, and a few speical weapons like Zailen's plasma rifle) could apparently devastate a whole square kilometer of terrain on its own, although timeframe and extent of destruction (Aside form the fact its shooting it up) is unknown, but it still sounds impressive.
Secondly, the city is as big as a continent. I'll let that stand on its own as far as implications about how 'city destroying' firepower might go (EG starships, and its quite variable obviously.)
Thirdly, credits. Once again we get mention of 'credits' as if it were referrring to some universal currency - another name for Throne Gelt, perhaps? OR is 'credits' some other sort of currency or a unit of measurement for economic value. Perhaps that is how the Administratum and munitorum assess tithes? ASsigning it a value in credits, which can be used to judge values of different objects (EG human beings vs food vs fuel vs raw materials vs munitions..)
Fourth: Rememeber what I said about Tioneji being a good commisar? Well we see that here.. he's playing the fanatic here now, which included threats of shooting Thade. Again ADB's writing at work
Fifth: The silliness of 40K orders sometimes due to politics or whatever. The Cadians and other Reclamation forces are hampered (and thus suffer unneeded casualties) because the idiot in charge wants to make nicey nice with the fucking priests. Thade at leats demonstrates he's practical about it when he has the chance to be, at least.


Page 259
Thade's three hundred men had six of the powerful vox-casters between them. And now, down to just under two hundred soldiers, their high-end communications gear was either lost in battle or scrambled by interference to the point of uselessness.
Thade's ciompany has only 6 vox-casters to support their comm beads and communicate at longer ranges (EG to orbit) That works out to approximatley 1 per 50 men, which is roughly platoon sized formations.


Page 261
Aboard Corvane's pod, the world was reduced to darkness and heavy shaking as it fore down through the planet's atmosphere.
"Two minutes," he called out to his men.
Time for Drop pods to pass through the atmosphere. Assuming a 50-150 km 'altitude' for atmosphere we're talking average velocities as low as 416 m/s to 1,250 m/s. Clearly supersonic, but not hypersonic. Not fast by drop pod standards, but given the impact later its probably understandable that you don't want a multi-ton drop pod hitting the gorund at hyper-velocities.


Page 262
The Archenemy war machine was approximately four metres tall and almost as wide. Roughly humanoid in shape..
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The Flesh Tearers Chapter had fielded one of these relic war machines during the Black Crusade three years before. Darrick had watched with wide eyes as it had torn a tank to pieces with its steel-rending claws, ignoring endless streams of small arms fire clattering off its hull.
Chaos Dreadnought, and capabilities. Note again that we're 3 years (at least) into the Black Crusade, which again puts us well into the 42nd Millenium.



Page 263
The air tingled and made his teeth ache as the dreadnought's plasma cannon charged up.
..
A horrendous stream of retina-burning light flared from the plasma cannon's steaming nozzle, striking the side of one mausoleum and washing the white stone in superheated energy. The first stones touched by the kiss of the beam weapon were incinerated into nothingness, and the surrounding rock melted a heartbeat later. The wall ceased to exist..
Plasma cannon firing. incinerating stone is useless to calc, but melting it is a bit useful. Wall probably blows apart and is maybe partly melted. Assuming a 10x10x10 cm hole is melted in it we're talking 2-3 kg melted. Which is at least single digit MJ for the plasma cannon.


Page 263-264
"The plasma technology used by the Traitor Legions is primarily Heresy-era grade."
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"...the sustained build up of ionised gas..."
...
"...requires a longer and more forceful venting period than current plasma technology."
Interesting as it carries over the old (2nd edition) notions that Heresy era plasma weaponry were less sophisticated than latter models in certain respects. Clearly a sign of heretical PROGRESS in technology in some way or another. Older is not always BETTER.
Then again this might be chalked up to some lucky discovery of a newer, better plasma gun STC for all we know, so we can't just crow 'RESEARCH' either :P
Also note that despite behaving like a flame thrower super soaker, it apparently does use ionized gas in some manner. Go figure.


Page 264-265
" Farazien was clutching his grenade launcher. "Any serious ammunition in that?"
"Just frags."
"Maybe we can give it an itch."
...
"Anyone with grenades, get ready to offer them up nice and generous, like. Throw for the dreadnought's feet on my mark."
..
Taan's men rose and opened fire. Grenades flew to smack around the feet of the dreadnought, and las-fire sliced into the advancing Remnant. Heretics were punched from their feet by the volley.
The cluster of grenades - fragmentation bombs used to kill infantry and break up units of men - went off a moment later. The dreadnought stalked through the resulting smoke, its greenish hull a little blackened in places but otherwise unharmed.
..
He had nothing that could wound the accursed thing, and the dreadnought marched on.
Multiple grenades do fuck all to the Dreadnought. Interesting, in light of the fact Mkoll was able to blast open a Dreadnought's casing with an overloaded lasgun. Why they didn't do it here, I don't know - they may be more attached to their weapons than Mkoll is, or whatever. We dont know how many grenades were exactly thrown, except that it was more than 2 and fewer than a platoon (50 or so men) So we could say betwene 2-50 frag grenades equals the 'overload' of Mkoll's lasrifle. Assuming a 900-1000 kj or so grenade We're talking between 2 and 50 MJ per gun at least. For between 40-300 shots that can work out to anywhere between 6 kj per shot (300+ shots) and 1.25 MJ per shot (40 shots at 50 MJ), which is quite a range for lasweapons, but it still shows how powerful said powerpacks can be.

Also lasfire 'punches' the Heretics off their feet. Whether it's some involuntariy reaction (pain or whatever) causing a knockdown like Pulsed Energy Projectile weapons, or explosive vaproization of the target matter we don't know. It could be significant if its the latter (tens or hundreds of kj perhaps?) but we can't be sure.



PAge 265
Another mausoleum wall ceased to exist under the cannon's fury. This time, several of Darrick's platoon were caught in the blast, dissolved by the plasma washing over them. Trooper Jova howled as his arm disintegrated and he stumbled out of his shattered cover to be scythed down by Remnant las-fire. Trooper Haken and Sergeant Taine were half-smothered by the white-hot, splashing plasma - not enough to kill them instantly. As they lay thrashing on the ground, bodies dissolving..
Plasma fire again. Again hard to quantify.. single/double digit MJ maybe if we take dissolve as 'explode', but this is 40K plasma and this is behaving more like a super-soaker flamethrower than a particle beam weapon.


Page 265-266
..high-calibre autocannon round hammered into its chest. Shards of armour splintered and flew aside as several more impacts followed. Taan's men cheered as Dead Man's Hand stalked past them...
..
The dreadnought's adamantite armoured shell was, in many places, sheathed over in patches of foul grey flesh. As the autocannon shells tore chunks of armour away, fragments of bloody bone and rancid meat flew aside, too.
..
The enemy war machine was limping, dragging one leg while blood, pus and a black fluid streamed from the gaping holes in its semi-organic armour. Even at a distance of fifty metres and more....
Autocannon fire has more effect than grenades do, although even with multiple autocannons (more than two or three, fewer than five) for Dead Man's Hand, its still onyl doing crippling damage without killing it over a brief rate of fire (a few seconds?) Assuming 50 kj per autocannon shot and around 100-200 shots (from all the Sentinels) we'd get between 5-10 MJ total. not an ideal comparison to the overload above, but perhaps approximate.
Also note that the frag grenades were thrown some fifty metres by the Cadians.


Page 268
He fired his hellpistol at point-blank range, spearing holes in the great, rotting hulk that towered above him.
Hellpistol fire seems to penetrate the Dreadnougths armour. Whether its targeting sections already damaged by grenades or autocannon, or if its just the nature of Death Guard shit (organic parts perhaps) we dont know.


Page 268
..the wailing dreadnought lashed out with its massive chainfist.
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..his power sword clashed against the falling blade to block certain death. The impact was beyond jarring; he felt something snap in his shoulder and was thrown ten metres away, landing in a ragged heap of dented armour and Cadian oaths. He staggered to his feet, seeing stars and clutching the hilt of his shattered power blade.
Chainfist of a Dreadnaught sends Kasrkin flying 10 metres. Jevrian is lucky only to have a broken arm, rather than being a pulverized pulp from a Chainfist (weapons designed to penetrate bulkheads.) so its likely he only absorbed a fraction of the blow.. and his armour still was fucked.



Page 269
The Kasrkin sergeant's gloved right hand sought purchase, finding it in an oozing hole made by an autocannon shell. He hauled himself up with one hand..
Sentinel autocannon makes a hole big enough for Jevrian to haul himself up single-handed.. that probably suggests at least a good 40-50mm at least, and possibly a bit larger (but probably much smaller than 100mm, due to recoil and ammo issues.)


Page 269-270
..Jevrian jammed the muzzle of his hellpistol into the finger-thin vision slit on the dreadnought's ornate face and pulled the trigger.
..
The pistol fire lanced into the withered husk that was all that remained of the warrior within, cutting the once-man to pieces...
Jevrian's hellpistol blasts apart or slices to pieces (hard to say) the crippled Astartes inside the dreadie. Assuming a 100x100cm surface area blasted, and juts 3rd degree burns, we're tlaking at least 500 kj (probably several times that since that assumes a single facing.) For 400 J fourth degree 'flaying' burns, we're probably tlaking more like 4-8+ MJ for the hellpistol. Its over a short period of time (several seconds) and it doesnt' drain the pack (20-100 shots, meaning at least 5-25 kj per shot on the low end, 40-400 kj for the high end estimate.) again its more an approximatino given we dont know how the Astarets is quite blated apart, but it should be reasonably accurate to within an Order of magnitude.



PAge 270
Seventeen seconds later, a tank-sized pod...
...
..mashed into the ground fifty metres from the 88th front line. A wave of dirt was thrown up with the impact, some of the smaller earthen debris clattering off the Cadians' helmets and shoulder guards.
Again must have been a very slow, controlled descent for those drop pods, given that I doubt cadians could survive uncovered within 50 metres of a hypervelocity impact of something massing many many tonnes. Then again I could be wrong. Assuming a 10 ton pod and the aforementioned 400-1250 m/s velocity we're talking between 800 MJ and 7.81 GJ for the KE of the pod impact, and that ignores the 'tank sized' bit (or assumes a small tank) Either it was a controlled descent or the Cadians have some very good protection.


Pgae 275-276
"Priorities are water purifiers, anti-infection medication and ration packs."
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"The main bulk of the ground forces' water purification was performed by recyclers aboard the orbiting fleet. While we have enough food and anti-ague medication on the surface.."
Comment on reclamation water supplies again. They have backup means of purification aside from the orbital stuff, but its clearly more limited than what the ships can do.

Page 285
"We are already in the cathedral district, captain. We still have hundreds of square kilometres to search."
The Cathredral district, one part of the city on Kathur (a shrine world, mind) covers hundreds of square kilometres. That easily works out to at least 14-15 km on a side, making the city larger than some hive cities (and providing an interesting benchmark to complement all those 'city destroying' quotes we get sometimes.) Of course given that it was already mentioned that the city was the size of a continent..... lol.


Page 294-295
Thade had left fifteen men, Valiant squad, to watch over the thirty troop transports.
..
Horlan's squad found the fifteen men of Valiant several hundred metres from the Chimeras..
This seems to imply 15 man squads for the 88th, and yet they have thirty chimers, and thirty troopers. Maybe its a regular squad + command squad?


Page 295
When the tanks rolled away, almost half of them remained behind, uncrewed and unmoving.
Thade has around a hundred-hundred and fifty men left (more towards the latter end), which again suggests around 10 men per vehicle, not including the drivers/gunners.


Page 301-302
Tasoll fingered a hole in the banner. It was a las-burn, scorching the surrounding fabric black.
..
It was also rained, scored by a dozen small holes from las-fire...
An indicator of the damage mechanisms of las fire. At least partly thermal, causing burns (probably 125 j per sq cm for burning fabric, at least by flash burns) and again implied 'finger-width' holes, although it may not only be roughly (not exactly) that. And again they're making holes rather than cutting or blowing shit apart (although we get some of that later on.)



Page 303
Seventeen Chimeras tore into the garden grounds, laser turrets wailing and chopping the dead to pieces.
Note that the Chimeras multilasers can slice up troops. Also note there are seventeen chimeras, instead lf the 'half of fifteen' mentioned.


Page 304
Every vox-bead in the regiment clicked live. Zailen's voice was strained and distorted, but all the more earnest for those facts as he spoke the Litany of Courage into Janden's vox-caster.
microbeads seem to be tied into the single comm officer's vox caster. I imagine they use it as a relay over larger distances. Which means that if the vox casters get taken out in the regiment, their range to communicate can get severely degraded. It also limits how far they can be dispersed or spread out in combat (and in what groupings - there were only 6 in Thade's company to begin with, remember.)


Page 304-305
"We've got one chance to do this right. One chance to make sure every soul that died aboard the lost fleet, every soldier that died in the city today, and every citizen that died in the plague weeks ago... didn't die in vain."
Thade speaking ot his men about the importance of finding what Typhus and the Death Guard search for before the Death Guard does. I quoted it because it shows nicely how ADB seems to understand how for despair and dark to work properly in 40K, you also have to have a measure of hope. This passage doesn't change that millions of innocents have died horribly (or worse been consumed by Nurgle), a planet of the Imperium virtually demolished, tens of thousands of soldiers murdered... that doesn't change that horror, but it allows some small, spark of hope that it might be redeemed in some small way if the enemy is denied their prize. The story is very much about heroes and their place in 40K - Thade struggling with his 'warden' medal status thingy, for example.


Page 307
Cadian regulation discouraged all use of combat drugs, and Thade was especially hard on those he found indulging. With the temporary boost to reflexes and strength from most combat narcotics, came unreliability and dangerous side-effects. Stimm abuse might be common in other regiments, but it was rare in the Shock.
Cadians and drug/stimm use. It implies its common in other regiments but.. the fluff actually tends to not support this. That is there are regiments that do so (like the Penal Legions, or the Salvar Chem-Dogs)


Page 307
[quote[There was a click and the nearby hum of a charged weapon. Jevrian flicked his glance to the left, where Commissar Tionenji was holding his laspistol to Ban's temple.
"Be a good little soldier and answer the captain, you shaved ape,"[/quote]
Tioneji has his laspistol still. Also, I just like this passage entirely. again this is how I alwyas envison Commisars.


Page 308
"Naw, it's not frenzon," Jevrian growled.
"This isn't some penal legion, and you're not a Catachan jungle thug who gets to gland combat drugs that are forbidden in the Primer."
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""It's not frenzon or satrophine, we clear? "
..
"It's just a cocktail of 'slaught with a little downer to stay sharp. Reflex juice."
A bit on illicit and 'licit' drugs in the Guard, I guess. Although as I recall Frenzon was okay (at least for Penal Legions) and 'slaught wasn't.


Page 311
From that point on, Tionenji followed Seth with his laspistol drawn.
Again, commisar. Laspistol.


Page 314
""Time displacement is a common effect of warp distortion."
Context: The warp activity on Kathur (at least close to their destination, where a CSM with powerful warp abilities or a daemonic nature resides) is fucking with their timepieces.


Page 320
A very old Imperial ship, it had to be said. But one of Standard Template Construct design, and therefore, timeless - the design still in use in new vessels today.
The internal designs of the ships, at least, are the same now as they were then. Although capabilities are another matter. I'd guess at least the battleship design is still in use at least.


Page 320-321
"The blasphemy against the Emperor, yes. I speak of blasphemy against the Cult Mechanicus of Mars, and the Omnissiah."
"The Omnissiah? I thought your Machine-God was the God-Emperor," Darrick cut in. "You just dressed him differently."
Osiron's crimson hood moved in a gesture that may or may not have been indicative of a nod.
comment on the varying opinions regarding the Emperor and Omnissiah.


Page 321
The vessel may have been close to the peak of Mechanicus ingenuity, but the tech-adepts of forge world Mars wished no truck with the touch of Chaos. Tainted was tainted. Lost was lost.
The STC design is 'peak of AdMech ingenuity', meaning that if it sstill in use, it may be a high end Imperial design. And quite possibly a modified one, not unlike the Vanquishers.


Page 327-328
The daemon wearing Seth turned to face the Cadians.
..
Tionenji fired first, blowing the insides of Seth's head out the back of his skull. Thade and the others opened fire a moment later, shredding their psyker's stolen flesh in a hail of las-fire. Thade's bolters pounded once each, hammering explosive rounds into Seth's chest and sending the psyker back against the wall in a mess of blood and bone.
..
The air reeked of burning meat and the ozone of las-weapons discharging at close quarters.
Tioneji, as I repeatedly noted, has a laspistol despite starting with a plasma pistol, and is more or less headsploding the Psyker's brain, which is at least a good single digit kj, probably more allowing for the burns (even at only 2nd or 3rd degree burns we'd be talking a good 10-20 kj to inflict burns on the inside of a fist-sized hole through the head - blowing the brains out, so to speak) The question of ocurse is - do we figure the Commissar is doing it with the laspistol or plasma pistol? Arguably it is the laspistol since thats the only weapon mentioned after that one time, but one could certainly make an 'intent' argument. Or hell that he even packs both, or may have switched between the two. It's not even neccesary to argue he is carrying a particular weapon in this case, that he had a plasma pistol can technically muddy the waters some. And the fact that lasweapons tend to act differently throughout the novel (or omst of ADB's writing, to be honest) would be an argument in favor of that. Me, I think its a laspistol.

Cadian lasrifle fire in a single volley 'shreds' the daemon-Seth, although not exactly blowing him apart badly lacerates his flesh and probably burns it at least. Max of 100 or so rifles. If we assume third degree burns over the whole body (only the front) and 10,000 sq cm surface area thats around 500 kj at least. So 5 kj per shot at a minimum. If we go with 400 j per sq cm 'flaying to bone' burns, which is closer to shredding, we get some 4 MJ from 100 rifles which is 40 kj per shot. If its front and back (or if the yjust surround the psyker) its double or triple that, probably. In a broad (order of magnitude) estimate we can figure at least single digit and probably double digit kj per las-shot, easily.
It might also represent 'full auto' volley, since we know they can do full auto, although in that case its probably at least double digit kj rather than single digit (single digit kj on full auto?)


Page 328-329
Still it grew, for now it had flesh, but it needed more for a true rebirth.
...
The daemon, hunched in the hallway, regarded the fragile Cadians with one bloodshot violet eye the size of a human hand.
...
Thade aimed his pistols at the wet, blinking orb in the centre of Corrun's forehead, formed from his eyes merging as he mutated. The shells rammed into the soft tissue and detonated a moment later, leaving the daemon without half of its head.
bolter headsplosion. Hard to calc since we dont know the exact size, but presumably much bigger than a human head.


Page 330
Nine of the turrets spun on cue, as Osiron's servitors - hardwired into the weapons systems of the Chimeras under Thade's orders - opened fire on the Traitors. Multi-barrelled laser turrets emitted their high-pitched whines, slicing through Astartes plate while heavy bolters mounted on the tank's hulls boomed their own angry chorus.
Sustained fire from Chimera multilasers and heavy bolters peentrate and kill Death Guard.


Page 331
No once-mortal being, even those granted immortality by the Ruinous Powers, was without weakness.
..
their incredible resilience to torments of the flesh also made them cumbersome - at least relative to their skills in life as true Astartes.
Limitations of the Death Guard.


Page 332
From a thousand, barely a hundred remained.
Bloodstained, battered, wounded, the last hundred entered..
Remaining numbers of Cadians.


Page 336
Renewed las-fire slashed into the prone daemon, every beam now carving its burn lines into the fatty flesh of the thing's face.

Page 338
"W-what should I do? He's not even bleeding blood."
"It... is a synthesised compound..." Osiron wheezed "...of haemolubricant qualities... and..."
Osiron's 'blood' so to speak.


Page 338-339
It was his duty to be inspiring at all times. Not for Commissar Tionenji were the aches and woes of mortal tiredness. The men shouldn't see such things.
..
A smile crossed his lips. He was alive. Life! After all they had witnessed and all they had endured.
He was a man whose intelligence was both ruthless and restless. Already he planned stratagems for the remains of the regiment to survive on Kathur long enough to greet the main Reclamation forces.
Again, though he's a bit of an ass, Tioneji is rather cool in his own way, and still represents what I thinka Commisar should be.


Page 339
..Jevrian's fist was at the commissar's ear and his hand-length boot knife was sticking clean through Tionenji's skull.
I'd guess this means the knife blade is a good seven or eight inches long, at leats.


Page 343
I also have reports from over fifty eyewitnesses that First Lieutenant Thade duelled and slew a Traitor Astartes of the Thousand Sons Legion with the assistance of his command platoon.
Thade taking down Astartes with command platoon assistance.


Page 344
As a final note, I offer the eyewitness reports listed in the attached fife, listing Mechanicum personnel who will testify to the destruction of the enemy Titan (Reaver-class) designated "Syntagma" at the fall of Kasr Vallock. Thade's sappers and tech-priest contingent were responsible for the overloaded generatoria within the city's industrial sector that fed to the Syntagma's immobilisation.
Indicator of the durability of Titans, I suppose, if the Kasr's reactor blowing up only crippled it. Of course we dont know what kind of powerplant it was or how big the Kasr destroyed was, so its a bit hard to argue. I'm guessing nuclear or nuclear-analogue, though :P
As a side note, after it was crippled they stromed the titan and blew it up.
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Re: Imperial Guard novel analysis/discussion thread

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Next guard novel: REdemption Corps, by Rob Sanders. Like ADB, Rob Sanders started writing for BL via an IG novel. Unfortunately, this one wasn't as good as Cadian Blood. And I dont know why, because I've basically liked everything else of his I've read so far (His Czevak novels, Legion of the DAmned etc.) Maybe it was because it was his first novel, and he was still sort of getting acclimated, or something. to contrast: Legion of the Damned was a Space Marines Battle novel. I have a significant dislike for Space Marines over Guard, and esp Space Marine Battles as a series, yet LotD wsa a fantastic read by 40K standards. Good pacing, good characters, good buildup, and even though the Legion didn't play a role til the end, their hand was very subtle and implied throughout until that moment. There was horror and hope in equal measure, and it was the balance between the two that made it great. Now Redemption Corps should have an advantage with me, being an IG novel. It should even be more since its about Storm Troopers, and that means less TRENCH WARFARE crap than usual. And yet... it didn't sit well with me as a story. The techy bits were okay of course - Sanders even went out on a limb with some things as we'll see, and some of the characters are interesting (the giant Bragg-sized Ecclesiarch Bragg, Kriegg the Stormtrooper-turned-Commissar, Rosenkrantz of the Jopall, etc.) but the titular characters - the Redemption Corps - just didn't enage with me. Especially Mortenson. He's supposed to be our 'protagonist' but to be honest I though he was an unlikable dick, and I just couldn't sympathize with nor find myself liking him. Krieg (the guy he fights with for much of the book) is different - he can be a dick too (esp with Mortenson) but that was part of his 'striaght laced' stormtrooper-turned-commissar image - he's supposed to be an inflexible hardcore (as we get with the commisarial contrast early in the book.) But he learns and develops in the story, becomes a better person - the guy who overcomes his dislike of Mortensen and ultimately saves him from a crazy sororitas (I'll get to that in a moment.) But Mortensen has no real development. In a way he's more the object of the story (an object of contention between Krieg and Crazy Canoness) and simply serves to drive the story along. The rest of the Redemption Corps exist for similar reason and to reflect how 'GREAT' Mortensen is supposed to be... but it just doesn't sell me. And that's a big part of what drags the book down in my mind.

The other part is... the 'antagonist'. We get yet another author who writes shitty SoB characters as inflexible assholes who just like to torture and punish people. The thing is though (and this makes it worse.) is that it doesn't really feel like sororitas. It feels like 'I need fanatical opponents - hey lets go with the Sisters!' in the same way they were depicted in Flesh and Iron - they exist simply to be bad guys and to make us feel sorry for Mortensen. Yes, they're fanatical, but we've seen quite often that 'fanatical' does not mean 'stupid' - Aescarion, Miriya, and the like show us that Sisters can be intelligent as well as devout (even if I sometimes dislike Miriya's choices.) It gets even worse when the main antagonist - a Canoness ostensibly - actually acts more like a lunatic Radical Inquisitor than a leader of the Sororitas.

What actually makes this worse, again, is that Sanders has demonstrated he can write them better. They weren't nearly as bad in Atlas Infernal (though not exactly heroic), and Sorotias in 'Legion of the Damned' were downright kickass (almost Aescarion level) because they weren't there simply to be bad guy mooks. But having that sort of contrast really makes them stand out in this novel, and when combined with the problems regarding our protagonists, we have a second anchor to our story.

Part of me often wonders how this story might have turned out had Sanders written it after Legion, when he seems to have a better grasp of the setting and his place in it, and what might have been different or improved. Making it less about Mortensen (and really, not selling the novel as being 'about storm troopers') would do it, I think, because to me Krieg is the 'protagonist' and its his choices that really drive the story, in the end. But as always, that's jus tme.

so as usual, two part update.


Page 8-9
There was a brief crack of las-fire and a flash filled the room. The blast hit him square in the centre of his chest, the momentum carrying his knees over his shoulders.
...
Running fingers across his chest he found a shallow scorch mark seared into the flesh above the sternum. The power pack on the sister’s pistol must have been fried.
Ostensibly a laspistol, but we learn its a needler. Not much damage 'scorch' wise or penetration (Shallow burn.) but with considerable momentum. My guess is that it's trying to ascribe a Pulsed energy Projectile effect here (and possibly like the microwave active denial system]ADS) which is causeing the pain and knockdown (Mortenson has a reduced pain threshold due to catastrophe earlier in life, so that probably would be less applicable to him here.) PEP has been known to cause Pain as well as the knockdown (which Globalsecurity euphemistically called a 'kinetic effect' on nerve centers.)

An interesting side effect of this may be that lasweapons in general have a 'PEP' like effect as well, given the number of cases we have of lasfire inflicting knockdowns. Normally I ascribed that to sheer momentum, but what if it was some sort of pain effect? I should note that Wikipedia - for whatever that is worth - suggests that the PEP 'pain' mode could be made lethal, and may have origins in the Pulsed Implosive Kill Laser project which itself strongly Echoe's Luke Campbell/John Schilling's theories about 'realistic' laser guns.



Page 10
Fading power pack or not, the weapon was still better than nothing.
Lasweapon firepower is not uniform.. closer to the end of the pack the shots apparently gt weaker. Or it may reflect an old/badly used power pack rather than a newer one.


Page 11
...the battle-sister’s elegant laspistol.

“Needler,”
...
Mortensen was certain that he heard the slick clunk of a pistol longslide being cleared. This was confirmed a muscle-spasming eternity later when a crystal casing hit the floor next to him. The tiny transparent vial, threaded through with a violaceous liquid, rolled this way and that in the miniature squall of his staggered breathing.
Needler. seems to be single shot, and it has its own catriedge casing (made of crystal.) containing the chemical shot.



PAge 16
...restricted to the long months spent in transit between one warzone and the next.
The Redemption Corps seems to routinely spend months in transit, over whatever distance.


Page 16-17
Mortensen had a soft spot for the Necromundan, but he was wound tighter than a tripwire. The boy’s prodigious mathematical abilities and indefatigable memory—the consequence of his mother’s taste for crystal ersatz—was a bottomless pit of Tactica protocol, field stratagems and strangely useful useless information.
A Necromundan adjutant, which is nice to know that the place gets some play in universe still. Also the only universes where rampant drug use might lead to something beneficial as an unintended consequence.


Page 18
Then he caught something he recognised— something all Guardsmen recognised—the nineteen megathule, air-seething crack of ragged las-fire and the screams that usually accompanied it.
"Megathules' again. The implication is that the thule is indicative of the output of the weapons but.. really we can't be sure of that given all the other depictions (not only does it vary, but it probably doesn't fit. Thule i sunlikely to equal joule.) Rather, I suspect this is like describing gunfire by calibre, than anything.


Page 18
Mortensen put his hand to the wall and leaned in closer with his experienced ear. Volscian-pattern. Hive produced. Unrivalled power economy and the almost indistinguishable hiss of gas-coolant that preceded each snap—both of which were peculiar to the model.
Mortensen can tell lasgun models simply by sound. We also get refrence to 'power economy' (which has also been referenced for megathules in the munitourm manual) which suggests not all lasguns may rely on thermal effects for damage (efficiency can matter, In other words. Probably reflects differences in output vs shot usage, or cooling.)

These lasguns also seem to use some sort of open cycle cooling given the 'gas-coolant hiss' - which I gather is the lasgun version of gunsmoke. Given the absence of radiators for some lasweapons, this seems hardly surprising. On the other hand, since you rarely hear about them 'recharging' coolant, the things cannot use or release much coolant between shots.


Page 18-19
..the thudding whoosh of pistols and the occasional thunder of grenades.

Fortunately such small arms posed no danger to the reinforced hull and its pressurised integrity.
Unsurprisingly, infantry weapons and grenades cannot breach starship hulls despite some of the fears hinted at earlier.


Page 19
“They have their weapons,”
...
“Which means the officers are involved, also.”
Sensibly, troopers are denied their weaponry when onboard ship, although officers can access them.


Page 20
“Hellguns, targeters and carapace are all stowed on the birds. The carrier deck officers have the hangars in lockdown.”
Stormtrooper gear. Note the targeters. Stormtroopers lose most of their weapons, but they do keep sidearms.


Page 20
To the Shadow Brigade they were “Glory Boys” and “Toy Soldiers”—but this bothered the major and his men little. They’d been called a lot worse and in turn had far worse names for their regimental counterparts: men who fought for tithes and out of fear rather than for Imperial pride.
Difference between Strom troopers vs Guard troopers. SEems to be more a 'voluntary vs conscription' sort of thing, or indoctrination (although Mortenson seems hardly indoctrinated). Your mileage out of this may vary, since views on Guard 'conscription' (and the regiments such is applicable to) varies. Catachans or Cadians, for example.


Page 21
Brigadier Voskov already had the Volscian 364th Shadow Brigade drilled into as well-oiled a machine as any officer could come to expect from a hive-world regiment.
Hive world regiments seem to be fairly well disciplined and decent as a rule. Unless you're a lunatic commissar.



Page 21-22
...Fosco was a creed-obsessed psychotic....
..
From Rask the major learned that the Commissariat had moved Fosco all over the sector: he was well known as an imperious tyrant and a bane to all who served with and under him. He’d declared the armed transport Achates and all on board her heretic and undeserving of the Emperor’s protection. He had been part of—and many claimed afterward, the cause of—the notorious Port Spiterri Revolt.
...
..all regiments whose commanding officers had appealed to the Emperor when they heard that the Commissariat was moving the volatile Fosco onto his next assignment. The First Moloch was notable as the regiment that during the Blight Wars lost more Guardsmen to Commissar Fosco’s battlefield executions than to the hrud infestation they were combating.
...

Fosco never saw a disciplinary committee (he was too well connected—although no one seemed to know how) but would occasionally take benediction leave amongst the lofty towers of St Guise...
Cue lunatic Commissar. Its noted that before being reassigned he will execute the command staff complaining about him as a final gesture. The interesting thing (and givne what is followed) is the way he is treated as a lunatic abberation. Not necesarily uncommon, but not what Commissars are intended to be. Indeed, he gets shuffled about (rather than supported) by the Commissariat and its only his connections that protect him from disciplinary action fro his execution-happy nature.



Page 24-25
The Redemption Corps were a mixed group—from schola students to veterans: the best that being born on a dozen different worlds could offer. Each brought their own natural talents to Mortensen’s small, elite storm-trooper company, honed to zealous perfection in the sector’s various schola progenium institutions and drawn together to damn the enemies of the Imperium.
Considering it includes a Valhallan, Necromundan, Mordian. etc.. its an interesting comment on 'sectors' - its unlikely they serve just in a single sector but get moved from region to region across from the Imperium (the three worlds I mentioned are in 3 different segmentum separated by thousands, if not tens of thousands of light years.) In any case, if the 'months' applied to inter-sector ttravel we're looking at a mere tens or hundreds, perhaps a thousand c (if moving from one end of a sector to another, and it only took a couple months)




Page 26
Captain Tyberius Rask had initially joined Deliverance and Brigadier Voskov with the 1001st Volscian Shadow Brigade - a company he’d personally tithed and processed on Volscia. Despite not being a Volscian himself, Rask soon became a rising star amongst Voskov’s tactical staff - and through his keen understanding of the hive-world mindset and an ability to harness Volscian strength
...
Rask should know: it was his current duty to dispatch Mortensen and his storm-troopers on the innumerable spearheads, infiltration missions and special operations.
...
It was very much this status - as the unit’s strategist and the final voice they heard before being dropped into some deathworld hellhole or other—that as a routine, steadied nerves and lent welcome focus and direction to bloody, battlefield situations often bereft of such luxuries.
I'm not sure what branch of the Imperium he serves with. Tithing would suggest Munitorum, but his role suggest he's more part of the Tactica/STrategos branch. He could be both, god knows the Imperium is byzantine and complicated enough that there probably is some organization or branch linking the two or something.

In any case, he's the antithesis of the crazy Commissar in his competence and knowledge of the psychology of his troopers. He's also responsible for the Stormies, so he's not just a regular Guard officer, we can be sure of that.



Page 26-27
..one stray shot into an essential piece of equipment like a Geller field runebank would be enough to seal the fate of every man on board.
Representing the legitimate risk of gunfire aboard ship. Shotguns won't necesarily penetrate such equipment, but a lasbolt or autoround might.



Page 27
”Captain Waldemar thought it prudent to seal Guard habitation off - just until the stomach goes out of the ringleaders.”
..
“Brigadier Voskov and the senior staff are up here on the bridge. He’s put the 364th on high alert, and sealed off their quarters, just in case the dissention spreads.”
A sensible feature when mutiny or inter-regimental conflicts arise.



Page 28
“And I don’t think that many of us up here would disagree with you my friend - but we’ve got a little problem called Tactica regulations. We’ve got to put this insurrection down: the Imperial Guard does not negotiate with insurgents. You know that. I need the rebel command structure neutralised.”
Unsurprisingly, the Guard (like the Adeptus Terra) typically do not negotiate with insurgents or terrorists. I'm surprised it even has to be a regulation.



Page 29
”Somehow, I feel this was inevitable. The Commissariat need men of character, not cruelty: they should be amongst our best, not our worst. I mean—castration; servitude in perpetuis; tongue clipping—since when have these been a soldier’s punishment for anything?”
Mortenson criticizes Fosca and describes what a Commissar should be. I agree wholeheartedly.



Page 34
Instead of immersing himself in Shadow Brigade culture and using it to unify the men—as Rask had done in tithing them-Fosco had attempted to eradicate it. He claimed that the strength of the Imperial Guard was based upon uniformity: billions of souls all pulling in the same direction, and had little time to pander to the fighting strengths of individuals, their units or their regiments.

This approach did not sit well with Mortensen - whose own inimitable style of leadership marked him out as a target for such accusations. Without Rask’s silvertongued diplomacy and tact the Redemption Corps would have long become a target for Fosco or some other bloodthirsty puritan. The schola progeniums were brimming with creed-thumping sadists like the commissar and Mortensen refused to have such men in his unit- which unfortunately made the Redemption Corps appear ever more irregular against the backdrop of the uniform billions that men like Fosco were attempting to cultivate.
Again Mortensen's POV, but it's notable how Fosca is treated as something of a aberration rather than a virtue. Again this doesn't mean commissars like him are rare - indeed Mortensen's comments suggest otherwise - but it does suggest the behaviour of such are considered a bad thing, not a good thing.

Indeed, we could argue that the Foscas of the Imperium represent that constant conflict between top-down order being insittuted by the Munitorum (and in the civilian side by the Administratum), and the fact that the Imperium is a big, unwieldy conglomeration connected by the warp and that micromanaging is difficult, if not impossible. The 'theory' is such that it tries to impose uniformity of thought, deed, action through various indirect methods (and some direct like Commissars and other agents) but in practise must tolerate the sheer diversity present in the Guard because they can't alter it. It's not an ideal system, far from perfect, and is bound to have tons of problems (like rebellion as this shows) but it's the best they can do given the cricumstances.


Page 36
The bilge was like another world and it was hard for Mortensen to imagine such a place existed hundreds of metres below the soles of his boots as he went about his normal regimental business.
Implied height/width of the troop ship.


Page 45
...his weapon stretched across the back of his shoulders, with his arms hung over the extended stock and barrel..
That would suggest the lasgun is a good 40-50 cm across roughly.



Page 54
The pistol went awry and the soft thud of a silenced round plucked at the soldier’s forehead.
...
The adjutant checked the Guardsman for a pulse, but there was little hope: the auto round had blown the back of his head out.
Effect of silenced autopistol on human skull.



Page 56
The Close Quarters Combat Tactical Training repro or CQ as the sergeants called it: essentially armaplas walls (to enable use of live ammunition without the danger of accidental injuries and fatalities), mocked up as a labyrinth of rooms and gauntlets for the training of close quarters combat and urban pacification techniques. The Volscian 1001st were essentially a hive-world garrison regiment...
Close quarters training facility onboard ship. Much nicer than what the LAst Chancers had in Annihilation Squad.


Page 57-59
..the two of them packing lasrifles; dared and cajoled by eight other Guardsman, who were splitting their attentions between demonstrations of marksmanship, injecting combat stimms...
..
..no longer holding plaslite silhouettes of generic enemy forms. Instead the targets had been decorated with the burned and blasted bodies of Piggot and Nordhoff, two of Commissar Fosco’s regimental aides.

The Volscians had been taking turns shooting at the bodies. The contest had been running for hours and in order to keep the bodies in one piece the hivers had been forced to strap them into extra flak jackets and reduce the power setting on their rifles.
..
The end of the firing range was dark and unclear—hazy with smoke from the smouldering bodies.
...
Several witnesses closed in to examine the hammered flak, scorched flesh and ruptured organs, pointing at patterns in the marksmanship and arguing amongst themselves.
...
..the corpsmen held on tight to the smouldering bodies...
...
...the two storm-troopers aimed their silenced autopistols over the shoulders of the shattered aides...
First, combat stimms. Not neccesarily combat drugs per se, but stimulants can be of use.

Second, a rather lengthy quote involving lasfire. 2 lasrifles over approximately 2 hours (By the novel) of marksman testing. We can note various things: lasrifles apparently have thermal and mechanical damage (blasted, shattered bodies and ruptured organs) and thermal (smouldering, burned and scorched flesh) and they also have variable power settings. And even on low powered settings unarmoured bodies would have been torn apart by lasfire within a couple hours (which for 'marksman' competition probably means hundreds of shots, possibly thousands on the outside)

Assuming 1000 shots on average (varying between 100 and 10K) and no delays. With 400 j per sq cm flash burns (which could cover burnt and blasted both) on both sides of the body we might figure 8-12 MJ expended on each body over a period of hours. That the bodies (flak jackets if not the bodies) are smouldering suggests at least 125 j per sq cm for flash burns, so the calcs can't be far off (if its the flak jacket,s the fact they needed multiple replacements balances this out even more, and if its bodies that says something given that the human body is 75% water) For 1000 shots that works out to 8-12 kj per shot. At 10K shots (upper limit) we're talking around 800-1.2 kj - which is possible but allows no delays in firing or aiming really and would represent constantly pouring fire into the targets. So thousands is unlikely. If it were (for example) 400 shots it might be 20-30 kj per shot. Single or double digit kj is not unreasonable, esp allowing for reduced settings.


Lastly, an implied effectiveness of flak jackets against sustained lasfire. Although they needed to replace the jackets repeatedly (apparently) and the bodies still take damage, its keeping them mostly intact and not burnt to a crisp)



Page 59
...Sarakota was much more used to the bipod bulk of his antimateriel Hellshot...
Hellshot AMRs



Page 60
second burly Guardsman tried to rush him from behind but was plucked from his feet by Sarakota’s unswerving aim.
Again, events like this could very well suggest lasfire has a PEP like knockback/nerve effect. At least on some creatures.



Page 62
As the Redemption Corps stepped through the carnage they scooped up Shadow Brigade helmets and flak vests from the dead and dying
I guess even used body armour is of use.



Page 62-63
Sarakota took a stray round from the very same piece of equipment, as the thing minced up an armaplas wall he was using for cover. Gorskii and Mortensen both took shrapnel through their back armour, just to take the bolter, as the rebel Guardsmen tried to immobilise their lost field piece with grenades.

After turning the heavy weapon on the fleeing Volscians.. ...
...
Luckily the heavy bolter round had passed clear through the sniper, but he was bleeding like a sack of wine...
...
With the flak in his back beginning to make itself known to nerve-sensitive flesh underneath, the officer probed the wound with blunt digits, finding a glowing shard of metal and plucking it from his flesh.
Damage of heavy bolter rounds. They can overpenetrate (thighs) at least before detonating, wich says something about the detonators methinks. Also flak penetrated by grenade shrapnel at close range. To be fair we dont know how many grenades, but the shrapnel does penetrate deeply. IT may or may not penetrate the solid plates.



Page 64
...a shot from an itchy-fingered sniper at a small opening three rooms in had smacked Sass’ precious head into a wall. It would have taken it clean off if it hadn’t have been for the face guard on the Volscian Interceptor helmet he’d donned from a fallen hiver.
Its PROBABLY a lasrifle, but the helmet's visor stops it all the same whether its bullet or lasbolt, which is damn impressive. Especially if 'take his head off' is literal (we know lasweapons can do that.)



Page 64-65
He could only walk because he felt the white hot shards of shrapnel buried in his back—chewing up flesh and muscle with every movement—less so than Gorskii, who’d been hit in the same blast.
..

“Shrapnel must have pierced the heart; perhaps a lung also,”
Again the grenade(s) did severe damage through the flak.


Page 72-73
..only the momentum of Eckhardt’s sabre as it effortlessly sliced through the flak plate and into his skin.
...
..picked up Eckhardt’s elegant blade. Cleaving the razor-sharp edge through what was left of the Volscian’s shattered neck, Mortensen grabbed the captain’s head..
Officer's saber penetrates the Volscian flakplate Mortenson filched off a trooper. We dont know if its a power weapon or not, if its madeo fmagic metals, or has a mono edge - or if its just a regular saber, but the fact Mortensen can use it to decapitate the guy with seemingly little effort and a single cut says a great deal (there's a reason why the Guillotine was invented, after all. Necks are hard to cut through.)


Page 80
An ebony-clad figure in Sororitas power armour rushed in, the skull helmet scouring the room...
...
..the battlesister’s bolt pistol out of her ermine-lined holster. The sister tore around to find herself staring down the barrel of her own weapon.
SoB power armour can be penetrated by bolt pistol at point blank range (at least Sororitas bolt pistols)



Page 83
They called it Camp Carfax, after the slipway.

Sixty million square metres of open ground. On a densely populated world like Spetzghast, that kind of luxury was usually reserved for the mercantile houses, genoindustrialists and broker barons...
...
Carfax Drydock was a veritable oasis of breathing space, making your average hull-welding Spetzghastian dizzy with agoraphobic excess. Only the ancient Wastrel, a cyprid-encrasted haulage brig, sat suspended in dry-dock after a light collision with an asteroid.
some sort of ground based dock/repair facility for Imperial starships. 60 square kilometres suggests its a large hive (or at least the occupied areas surrounding it are large.) and we also get an idea of land usage on such worlds (amongst the rich, who can afford the land.)

the drydock also gives us a rough idea of how big of vehicles can land on the planet.



PAge 85-86
Like any populous Imperial planet, cult activity on Spetzghast was endemic. Amongst the more colourful factions Krieg had witnessed were the “Mezzanine”; various Wyrm Cults; Dark Technology nuts and the disturbing Rebus Sectarians.
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..Anatoly Spurrlok’s “Doomsday Brethren”—a popular Redemptionist personality cult, based around geno-industrialist Spurrlok and his “finding” of the God-Emperor in the Lazareth system.
Commentary on 'heretical' cult activity I presume and the various kinds (including Dark Tech? Chaos technology? Warp tech?) Redemptionist personality cults (contradiction in terms?) seems to qualify, but its hardly surprising that Redemptionists causing trouble might be frowned upon (CF Necromunda.)



Page 87
When the cultists looked at their hallowed leader they saw a demi-god: Krieg saw a monstrous, biologically enhanced creation. His skin was like parchment, stretched well beyond its fading elasticity to accommodate more muscle and sinew than the geno-industrialist’s frame could bear. The vat-grown muscle added grotesque bulk to his torso and arms and was threaded through with bulbous, designer glands to drive the extra mass. If this wasn’t enough, with his spindly head and legs, the proportions of Spurrlok’s body were thrown out further by the presence of unnatural muscular configurations where they shouldn’t be. The cultist’s body was criss-crossed with bulbous tendons, nerve clusters and the brawn needed to drive them.
'augmetic' I suppose- enhancements possible on this planet. Indeed, the 'geno-industrialists' seem to be in this sort of trade - enhancing peasatns or slave labour for work purposes perhaps? bodyguards? Who the fuck knows. Either way the muscle enhancement is insane on so many levels.



Page 87
Here a void current was passed between Spurrlok’s temples, making it impossible for the heretic to pass water unaided, let alone conceive of an escape plan.
Technology to inhibit brain functions. Useful for psykers too, I bet.


Page 88
It was also where the sisters slept under the watchful eye of Immolators and Exorcists and kept common Guardsmen like Krieg awake at night with their martial beauty.


I guess this is the 40K equivalent of nun porn or something. Just don't let the Sisters catch on or else.


Page 93
The wardroom of the Wastrel was hardly an appropriate venue for a briefing, being grubby, cramped and decorated with wall-to-wall hive porn...
and if Sororitas Lust weren't enough.. HIVE PORN. I don't want to know.


Page 95
"...Spurrlok’s agricultural freight charters in the Burdock Worlds."
...
"..the Astral Fists, but they have moved out of sector to halt the advance of the Echidna Splinter Fleet."
A bit of inter-sector (subsector) details. Yet another Hive fleet (or rather a splinter fleet) mentioned, and cross sector agricultural trade contracts.


Page 96
"Inquisitor Herrenvolk has discovered a data trail of evidence implicating similar heresies on several of the outlying worlds and the fabricator moon of Illium is in open rebellion.”
...
“How could we not know?”

“Idle bureaucracy in the main. Both Algernon and Tancred’s World reported cult murders to authorities on Spetzghast, but these weren’t acted upon until similar outbreaks appeared on the capital. As for Illium, the Mechanicus are traditionally reticent about handling security on their own installations.”
Interesting that planetary murders of any kind are reported at all to any central location (at least at the sector/subsector level) but it isn't neccesarily concern for the populace. Such behaviour can also point to Chaos/warp activity for example, and Inquisitors, Arbites, and the Ecclesiarchy can use such information for rooting out cults.



Page 96
“The fabricator moon has a standing legion of skitarii and a quarto-legio of Imperial Titans standing sentinel over the most valuable installations, on permanent loan from the Legio Invictus on Ninevah. The authorities are mostly genitors, and members of the Adeptus Biologis—the politics in this region leaning towards the organicist side of the spectrum. The local populations, however, are largely Spetzghastian immigrant labour who work the culture mills and vat labs, engineering the biological frames of servitors and cyborganic automatons."
Not quite a forge world, but a forge moon I guess.. a lesser/secondary mechanicus domain I guess, this one devoted to the Magos Biologis. Interesting that there are cyborg automtons aside form servitors. Some sort fo ambulatory machine spirit run vehicles or construct? Robots perhaps?



Page 97
...Krieg had arrived late to the trenchworld of Chaspia; by then the foxhole labyrinths and continental earthworks of the contested planet were ancient monuments to the billions who had perished there. The Legionnaires had barely touched down on earth that was more blood than grit before being told to pack up and return to their drop-ship. Mortensen’s Redemption Corps had been brought in during the same reinforcement, but hadn’t spent three days-in processing...
..
Within hours [of the Corps landing] the anthracite shafts of the heavily fortified Augusta-1 Shale Plant had been blown and sealed.

Defensive positions were formed and Imperial forces waited for fuel production and the great blighted war machine of the infested Fatherlanders to grind to a halt. Within the year Chaspia was back in Imperial hands...
On one hand its one of those cases where the Imperial Guard (or a part of it) manages to defeat the enemy without pure attrition (The Redemption Corps goes down, blows what I gather is a important fuel facility, and the enemy assault grinds to a halt.)

On the other hand, it's also mentioned they spent 300 years fighting what amounts to a trench/siege war on the planet before Mortensen's bunch showed up, so.. yeah. Grimdark!



Page 98-99
"The entire 1001st Shadow Brigade—almost five hundred fighting sons of Volscia—have had to be quarantined and creed-sanctioned for re-instruction of faith. Do you really think I have the sisters to spare for such diversions?"
Indoctinration and brainwashing conducted by the Ecclesiarchy (or the Soritias, or both) I gather.



Page 99-100
“Let me put it this way. I have heard priests say similar things to troops in the heat of battle, even trade on the regard of certain officers, you know, to spur them on.”

“But this isn’t in the heat of battle, lieutenant. Neither is it idle gossip. It is belief and it is dangerous. Surely you would not want to see star temples constructed from the souls of the Imperium’s honest fighting men?”

...
"What matters here is not what Major Mortensen does—he is beyond doubt a very gallant officer—it is what he believes. For if he believes, then this is not rumour: it is cult.”
..
“Cultish practice will not be tolerated amongst the Emperor’s subjects.”
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“The individual is nothing; the body Imperium, everything. We can’t have personality cults threatening uniformity of purpose—not now, not ever. The Emperor sacrificed himself for mankind; now he requires the sacrifice of his people. The vainglorious serve themselves. It is heresy and it is dangerous. It’s already spreading to other regiments and interfering with the Emperor’s work. It must and will be stopped.”
You know, this scene really highlights my big problem with the story as it's contrived. Let's try and break it down.

First.. we have this Sorortias Canonness who hates Mortensen because he's a whole 'cult of personality' thing and this is supposed to offend the Emperor. Except that that sort of hero worship happens all the time. Imperial Saints? (many of whom are military types), Imperial HEroes like Ciaphas Cain? The Astartes (whom the Ecclesiarchy try to play up as defenders of humanity and semi-divine figures as well.) The Sororitas have their own saints (the founders of their Orders), including the Living Saints. Hell 'personality cults' are probably a large fraction of the religions under the Ecclesiarchy! One oculd literally go on, but it just comes across as such a silly... premise for a conflict between storm troopers and the Sisters of Battle, when the Imperium (including the ecclesiarchy) are made up heavily of personality cults of various kinds.

Secondly, the idea of the Sororitas as enemies. Honestly, I don't like how Sanders portrayed them in this novel, "man hating" which really doesn't fit (they'll hate anyone they view as heretics.) - again it just feels really contrived. If there neded to be a conflict, the Canoness could have worked well as a puritanical Hereticus Inquisitor. Hell, she honestly FEELS more like that sort of character than an actual Sister. I could at least (sort of) believe the idea of a fanatical, conservative Inquisitor leading Sororitas to ruin (it's happened before.) Other than being 'I'm the bad guy' there really isn't much personality or motivation to her.

For that matter, there's Mortensen. He's supposed to be a protagonist I think (alongside Krieg) but he really isn't all that interesting a Character. He's just supposed to be some great Storm Trooper leader, some sort of hardcore badass, but his defining trait (aside from being a complete and utter asshole) is that.. his body had most of its nerves burned away in a comet striking his world. Again there doesn't really seem to be much to Mortensen, he isn't really compelling, and his asshole behaviour can actually irritate you (it irritates me, at least.) For that matter, he doesn't really 'feel' like the Stormtroopers as you read about. He feels more like a freaking Catachan supercommando group or something.

To me, characters like Krieg are actually more interesting, and work better as the protagonists. Mortensen is more.. a focus for the story. The purpose, the object. And if it had been an Inquisitor rather than the Sororitas (like 40K needs more Sororitas abuse) this could have been much better. Ironically, you can draw parallels between this book and Atlas Infernal, as far as what works and what doesn't, they have some very similar elements. Compare Mortensen with Czevak, for example.



Page 105-106
Rosenkrantz pulled up the sleeve of her flightsuit to reveal a thirteen-digit number laser scanned into her flesh.

“Jopall Indentured,”
...
Everything on Jopall was tallied: the loss of an enemy life; the defence of an Imperial one. Recompense was recorded and accounted for in order that the citizens of Jopall could work off the crushing debts incurred during their unproductive childhood. The ship’s commissar, or in the case of the Guard, the company commissar, was charged with the welfare of troops under his supervision and this included responsibility for itemising and filing all Jopall tallies with the proper home world authorities.
Ahh the Jopall. Capitalist paradise. Interesting that even as they serve there is accounting done to fix their 'accounts'. Not unlike the stuff we heard about in Imperial glory (Sergeant's pay sent home to his wife.)



Page 106
Freed nodded with regret before cracking his robust knuckles and charging his three hundred kilos of pure bulk at the cell door.
300 kilo priest. He's not exactly pure muscle man, but he's got muscle and some fat. sort of a super-sumo Bragg type, I guess. But damn.. 300 kilos is insane. What the fuck do they feed that guy and why is he so damn helathy (Healthy enough he can throw a ceramite block and crush a human, and slam himself into a door trying to break it down)



Page 112
The Vertigo was a Spectre-class Valkyrie armoured assault carrier. She had the mean lines and rugged gracelessness of her Valkyrie and Vulture cousins and then some, but there was something reassuring about her swollen underbelly and thundering engine quad.

Unlike her troop carrier cousin, however, she was designed to transport small vehicles and light ordnance. An unpracticed eye might dismiss the Vertigo as a Guard mule.
...
She bristled vulgarity in the form of snub, beltfed weaponry and rocket pods...
Spectre class Valkyrie. Similar ot the Forge World Sky Talons, but enclosed vehicle bay and also a much larger transport capability (whihc can include troops) Like the Valkyrie it also serves as a ground support vehicle. And its orbit capable, as we learn (and runs on Promethium at that.)

Despite the reference to 'Guard Mule' its still a naval transport, although the pilot is from Jopall Indentured (a Guard unit) which may suggest some odd secondment or some sort of cooperative arrangement with the Guard (Navy Vehicle, Guard crewer running it. Maybe they loaned it to the Guard?)



Page 113
“Here. This is a Navy transport, lieutenant, we don’t stand on ceremony…”
Again the Spectre is a Navy transport.



PAge 114
Soon, the encroaching twilight claimed them too, leaving Rosenkrantz to worry about the swarm of stratospheric commercial traffic streaking across the reinforced canopy of the Vertigo.

Vector wagons and skiffs played cat and mouse amongst fast moving cavalcades of air freighters and atmos-tankers.
...
..a decrepit passenger liner...
...
Rosenkrantz had to bank sharply and cut between the ore cars of a nearby trampgalleon.
Hive world air traffic in tha stratosphere.


PAge 115
The co-pilot had been human once, but now he was Benedict: a naval servitor.

Truncated at the waist, the co-pilot was really one with the Spectre, his legs lost in some forgotten, horrific craft-to-craft collision and his spine a nexus of power couplings and nerve ports. “We’re leaving the commercial traffic lanes,” he informed Rosenkrantz, moments before the Spectre breached the thin, cobalt cloudbank and gave the pilot an eyeful of Spetzghast’s looming sun.
...
Upon leaving the mercantile world’s cerulean skies the traffic disappeared and the relative emptiness of the ionosphere beckoned.
Servitor copilot for the Spectre, as well as reiteration of its naval origins. The interesting thing is that this servitor is not nearly as... dead seeming as they usually are. It's more akin to a heaviyl augmeticised man (like a Skitarri or an Iron Hand for comparison). He seems to have a personality, self awareness, etc. Possibly an indicator of how the line between true serivtor and merely a cyborg can blur.



Page 115-116
In low orbit a flotilla of bulk cruisers kept station on an outlandish rogue trader vessel. Pregnant fluyts and sprint traders bearing the Spetzghastian mercantile seal were harried into position by system ships under the wide gunports of patrolling monitors and adamanticlads. Each vessel was accompanied by its own flock of smaller tugs and luggers: cargo lighters and freight barges.

At the epicentre of this activity was the Exchequer, a spindly orbital dock that was itself dominated by warships of His Beneficent Majesty.
...
As the system garrison ship and one of the Exchequer’s permanent fixtures, she was a constant presence and had been for as long as anyone could remember. One of the last of her class serving in the Imperial Navy, the grand cruiser’s lances stood as a deterrent to any enemy foolish enough to sweep in under them.
Orbital traffic around the Hive world. Not as hugetastic as in the Dark HEresy novels or Ravenor novels, but its still respectable given its later mentioned as a frontier world. Mention also of a permanant naval garrison (grand cruiser). It may be part of the purpose of a 'mothballed' fleet or a reserve, or it may be because the world has importance (sector/subsector capital, or something.)

Also system defense ships - monitors and 'adamanticlads' (40K version of ironclad)


Page 116
Despite being a frontier system, fairly distant from the hub of Imperial worlds in the Kaligari Cradle, Spetzghast had largely escaped the attention of warmongering alien races and traitor fleets. It had been at least a millennium since Arch-Admiral Coppola’s Ravish Armada had passed through the system causing mass panic and centuries of following consternation. The real extent of the hive-world’s problems, were limited to pirates and smugglers, run down by Navy brigs and waspish gunships.
Again frontier system, but its rather peaceful at that (millenium since last major conflict.) Also mention of other non-destroyer/frigate vessels used for pirate hunting (smaller than escorts?)


Page 116
The only other vessels in dock were the newly arrived Purgatorio, a Dictator-class beauty, and a pair of Firestorm-class frigates; they had been escorting a small convoy consisting of a nimble Guard carrier, two bloated supply ships and the Ursa, a superheavy transport.
More navy ships in orbit. Seems to be indicator of a military convoy rather than mercantile traffic or the naval garrison.


Page 117
Then she saw it: the oily shimmer of reflected stars. They had nearly run into a cloaked vessel: something with stealth plating or an advanced optical shielding system. “Scan for threshold beacons, taxiway signatures…”
Indicator of stealth/cloaking measures. Turns out to be Inquisitorial ship. Unsurprising that they'd have such measures available, but the fact that Rosenkrantz did not immediately identify it as belonging to any one particular faction (and her familiarity with such systems) suggests they're not exactly rare or exclusive.



Page 118
The aircraft found Deliverance in low orbit, nestled between the two portly transports, at the rear of the convoy. The Defiant-class carrier rode out the swells, the blade of the Voss-pattern prow cutting through the ionosphere.


The troop transport carrying the Volscians and the Redemption Corps is a Defiant class light cruiser, which technically is a light carrier, and it is a Voss pattern. That it can also carry troops is not terribly surprising (given implied crew complements and potential complements).



Page 119
..super-charged fire support variants of the redoubtable Centaur chassis...
Probably Volscian, given what happens later on.



Page 120
Golliant was unusually broad, even for a native Volscian, his powerhouse shoulders rounding off girder-thick arms and a neck that would have been at home on a grox. He’d been a champion wrestler before PDF and subsequent Guard service intervened...
...
In the Shadow Brigade his monstrous biceps had found natural work wrapped around an equally monstrous heavy bolter..
Yet another hugetastic Bragg type who can carry a heavy weapon unaided. Although given they're hive worlders its more accurate to type them as being gang 'heavies'. :P



Page 121
Udeskee’s quarters were a marked difference to the spartan simplicity of his tent back at Camp Carfax. Early Farranbourgs and other pieces of quality furniture littered the room, including a qualmwood desk blanketed with parchments, optipicts, data-slates and hololithic maps. There were several tapestries and a nicra mural, depicting one of the Emperor’s early conquests in the Anoarch systems, dominated one wall.
Furnishings of commissar's cabin. Not exactly puritanical. Things of interest ar ethe hololithic maps (LOST TECH), the data slates, and optipicts.


Page 123
“Accelerated decrepitude,” the man explained, each breath an agony. “Symptom of Mortlock’s Disease. Caught it on Pariah V. Don’t worry, it’s past the contagious phase. One sneeze from you could kill me though, so keep your distance.”
Basically he's unnaturally aged. Not unlike what happened ot IG forces that have fought Hrud.


Page 123-125
"But, you lack experience and you’ve probably already got a rod up your backside about the state of this regiment and both of those things are going to get you killed around here.”

“If I’m responsible for the welfare of these men, how can I let them indulge in practice that is detrimental to their physical and spiritual safety?”
...
“Patience. The Imperium wasn’t built in one day,” Udeskee assured him. “You think it can be: so did your predecessor and see where that got him."
...
“It is the Commissariat that should be feared…”

“Now you’re sounding like an inquisitor,” the commissar told him grimly. Krieg swallowed and found himself staring at the floor.
...
“The Imperial Guard is our lord’s bastion among the stars. Each regiment, each troop, is unique and has something different to offer the Imperial cause. A commissar’s role is more than just citation and the sensationalism of battlefield executions. Lead by example, from the front. Let them see the doctrines you prize so highly in your words and actions. Inspire these men and bring them back to the one true path. In turn, it is your responsibility to understand these people, their history, culture, their way of life and the tragedies that have befallen them. Familiarise yourself with their equipment and tactics: ‘When in Terra’ et cetera. You must be their voice out there: where, despite their gallantry and servitude, they’ll be most misunderstood. Do what any commissar must, but try and bury these men wholesale and they’ll send you back to the Pontificals with your balls in a sling. You won’t be attached to them, of course.”
A good counterpoint to the Commissar Fosco from before, isn't it? One of the good points about this book is how they provide three different views of Commissars (and Krieg evolves in that role from 'stick in the ass' to what he becomes.) Then there's the fanatical zealot Fosco who causes more problems than solves. And now there's Udeskee, who doesn't look like the stereotypical Commissar (a point Krieg even notes.) but who clearly shows he knows his job and the intricacies and psychology of it. Commissars, as he says, are more than mere executioners. They do more than terrify. They lead, they inspire. THey learn about their troops and use that knowledge to get the best out of them. They may not make friends of their troops but they earn their respect. And if they don't? They get killed - I didn't include it, but Udeskee makes that point repeatedly to Krieg. If he causes trouble or even seems to be another Fosco, Mortensen (or his men) or the Volscians will kill him.

We also get mention of their diplomatic role - something we knew was part of their role when serving amongst regiments like the Krieg. It's nice to see that it can extend to diplomacy amongst other regiments than just the Meat Droids and it makes sense. Oftne, the only point of commonality (aside from the Emperor) they may have ist he Commissars.

For Krieg's part, he thinks the Commmisar is falling into laxity and lack of vigilance (like Udeskee said, he's got a rod up his ass.) but that's clearly his inexperience showing (again as Udeskee noted.)



Page 125
“Might want to insert a few more flak plates in that coat of yours eh? Might I suggest a few in the back as well?”
Flak plates are thin/flexible enough that they can be sewn into coats and not be noticed or greatly add weight. I wonder if the rigid inserts for modern body armor can?


Page 130-131
"...hives ablaze… unbreathable air… the world… tearing itself inside out.”
...
“Half of all life ended… in an instant,”
...
“Gomorrah was due to deliver its tithe, but the Munitorum didn’t list us overdue for over a decade,” the major continued. “The comet impact had blackened the skies with dust. My people had suffered global devastation; their world had been plunged into volcanic hyperdrive and then forsaken in an impact winter. When the tithe ships arrived with a hive-world’s demand of a billion Guardsmen, all they found was a dead planet.”
...
“When the Enceladus Crusade was forfeit their expected one billion reinforcements..."
...
“What the comet hadn’t destroyed the lava swallowed: it covered everything. But still, tiny pockets of Gomorrians held on—living like animals, waiting for help to arrive."
...
"They survived the six-hundred degree days, the quakes, the starvation and thirst. It was the cold.”
The destruction of the Hive World Gomorrah. Doesn't seem quite like outright sterilization or full mass extinction.. somewhere in the 1e8-1e9 megaton range perhaps, with only half the losses immediate. Assuming an initial temp of 300K (and that its 300 degrees kelvin) we might get around 400 TT for a uniform temperature increase (global firestorms perhaps) assuming an earthlike atmosphere. IF we assume centigrade (plausible) it might be closer to 700-800 TT, so the yield is accurate. It also gives us a rough benchmark of what might be needed to inflict long term catastrophe on a hive World that is probably a Necromunda-style.+

The 'world tearing itslef' bit may suggest bigger yields, but that may also be subjective.

also of note is the guard tithe, a billion people within a decade. Decade seems to be the limit for 'overdue', implying they provide more troops more frequently, although it may also not be so much a 'regular' tithe as an 'at need' tithe. either way its quite large for a Hive world.. and the world woudl have to have at least hundreds of billions, and quite porbably more given how most tithes are a drop in the bucket for regiments.


Page 134-135
"What do I care if the void vomits forth a colossal hulk and pounds your world to oblivion?”
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“What if I told you that I was amongst those who stood and watched? One of a privileged few, spectators to the end of a world? A disaster allowed to unfold!”
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“What if these privileged few stood by,” Santhonax continued painfully, “and watched as your hive-kin perished in the flames of their own unworthiness, so that the truly worthy could rise, phoenix-like from the ashes of armageddon, better, stronger, more able to serve the Imperial cause and bring battle to the God-Emperor’s deadliest enemies? Whatever fails to destroy us makes us stronger, is that not what they say? You are living proof of such a supposition!”
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"Like humanity, you are at your strongest when you are tested to your limitations. Did not the Horus Heresy purge the untold billions that were disloyal to the Emperor? Did not the Age of Apostasy herald the coming of Sebastian Thor and the much needed reformation of our Ecclesiarchy? Did not the insurmountable odds stacked against truly great men like Macharius, forge legends that give hope to generations in dark times past, present and future?”
Mortensen vs Canoness again. Yet another example which serves to show my main gripes about the book. This does NOT sound like a Storm trooper vs Sororitas Canoness talking. It sounds more like a Elite IG soldier from some regiment (or maybe a Grenadier rather than a Stormy) whose man trait is 'asshole' arguing with a Radical Inquisitor (Istvaanian). I mean fuck, the whole 'Screw up the Imperium to make it stronger through conflict' idea is pure Radicalism, and Radical is... not something you really ascribe to the Sisters of Battle. A Sister would NEVER talk this way under any circumstances.

Again this story would have worked better had it been 'Inquisitor vs IG/storm trooper' rather than 'Sororitas vs Storm Trooper'.



Page 137
...the Shadow Brigade being masters of strategic planning and clockwork execution. The common hiver was a rabid hound in the slips, but his spire-born superior was a methodical tactician. The Redemption Corps way of working was much more fluid: organic even.
IG troops vs Storm troopers - at least as far as the hive ganger regiments go.



Page 138
Mortensen’s flag had been attached to an old Ryza-pattern Valkyrie, but the mission necessitated the transport of vehicles as well as troops..
Spectres can transport vehicles and troops.


PAge 139
A young, intense-looking adjutant was trying his best to get a battered hololithic display operational..
Hololithic display. Portable one at that as the adjutant picks it up later.


Page 140
Trepkos nodded, his face a paralytic mask. It was well known that the skitarii underwent all manner of psychosurgical procedures to remove even the smallest traces of emotion and personality.
AdMech personality wiping procedures.


Page 142
"The Adeptus Biologus on Illium are famed for their refinement of Titan crew mind link technologies. These technologies have been sabotaged on all but two of the god-machines."
Apparently MIU's qualify as organic tech. Makes a kind of sense, given that any sort of augmetic or related technology would require organic/cybernetic connections to function.


Page 144
"This is the Artellus Cathedra: the centre of worship for the Cult Mechanicus on Illium. It contains the largest shrine to the glorious Omnissiah on the planet, in addition to a quad of orbital defence lasers, one housed in each steeple. "
...

".. the Warlord Titan Mortis Maximus, outside the giant adamantium doors of the cathedra."
Giant defense lasers, apparnetly bigger than a Warlord Titan I'd gather.



Page 146
The razor edge of the major’s storm blade trembled against the flesh of the commissar’s throat, each minute tremor nicking tiny slices across his oesophagus; the muzzle of Krieg’s hellpistol hovered between the major’s eyes, humming its supercharged intention to spread his brains across the flight deck.
Our hero, ladies and gents. Context: Mortensen and Krieg have been sniping at each other during the briefing over a course of minutes: krieg asks alot of pedantic questions, Mortensen acts like a sarcastic asshole and... this happens. Christ, Mortensen waited far longer for killing Fosco, and did it in front of fewer people. Hell his Corpsmen are ready to kill the Commissar in front of witnesses.. I guess there would be no repercussions right? Nothing Mortensen should concern himself over...

It's really worthwhile to contrast this with the Catachans dealing with Commissars in Death World. Much as I disliked the characterisation in the book, the Catachans only decided to kill the Asshole Commissar after he'd basically driven them to it by being an asshole. Whereas here, the two try killing themselves over what amounts to a pissing contest. And this highlights a big problem with the book once again: there literally is nothing positive to say about Mortensen so far. We're told he's some sort of super-heroic 'cult of personality' figure but for the bulk of the book he's basically a thrill seeking grumpy asshole.

It doesn't help that the 'encouter' above feels utterly juvenile and contrived - basically just to show up how much the two don't like each other and how utterly different they are. So they snipe at each other and then draw weapons.

In other news, hellpistol can blow a head apart. Shocking huh?



Page 148
Why not have Wharmby’s fighter squadron do a preliminary run? His strike fighters, Bolts and Marauders would only be sitting on the flight deck.
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“The Fabricator General would never sanction a bomber attack by the Aeronautica. The collateral damage to the faith district would be incalculable. What if Artellus or the Mortis Maximus were hit?"
The Vultures and Valkyries aren't worried over, though. Which tells us that an unshielded warlord) class titan can be damaged in a bombing run by Marauders and Thunderbolt (Aeronautica variant) but Valks and Vultures woudlnt' do anything. Might be due to the bombs or ordannce. It's also for a disabled titan without shields.
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Page 149
...Rosenkrantz was alone with Krieg.

“I want to thank you,” he said plainly, breaking the blanket of silence that had descended on the amphitheatre. “A light touch was needed there.” She nodded slowly. “But please, I must warn you. Don’t interfere with Commissariat business again.”
Krieg, unlike Mortensen, demonstrates again that despite the stick up his ass, he's nice and reasonable as this demonstrates. It's rather clear that he wants to do well despite the fact Mortensen is designed to rub him the wrong way. Mortensen, on the other hand, never apologizes and actually snarks on the Valkyrie crew. Again, it's hard to see what is so likable about this guy given how he treats everyone.

Mayhap Mortensen gets better later on, but why wait so long? The story shoudl start getting us to like him early on, and I'm just no seeing it. The story keeps telling us one thing, but showing us another, and that really doesn't do much to help. It's even more disappointing given the characters we get in Legion of the Damned and Atlas Infernal (which is full of likable characters.) Hell, Krieg is likable in my opinion. But Mortenson is a joke, and it really drags the overall book down as much as the 'Pseudo-Canoness-who-is-really-a-Radical-Inquisitor'


Page 149
..Adeptus Mechanicus surgical sweatshops and cybernetics mills..
What do they need sweat shops for in cybernetics or surgery? Making servitors? Mass modifying people for different tasks?



Page 149
...bringing his precious Deliverance down below the thin upper cloud layers..
The Defiant class light cruiser can at least enter the upper atmosphere of a planet. Suggests antigrav capability.


Page 151
..several groups firing on the Titan’s impervious superstructure with cheap, single-shot rocket tubes. The Warhound’s huge, leering muzzle flashed with optimistic blasts as the rockets flashed off the war machine’s cockpit.
Shoulder fired rockets do dick to Warlord.



Page 155
Las-blasts struck wildly at the chimney, several glancing off the Redemption Corps’ thick, armaplas carapace and one burning into the back of the Ferrus Lupus’ howling princeps.
Storm trooper carapace, unsurprisingly, can deflect lasfire. Princeps, however, cannot.



Page 157
The sudden crack of a missile fire was instantly followed by a thunderous flash as Blazer Two took a rocket in the tail. Spewing smoke, the Vulture descended....
Vulture damaged on tail by shoulder fired rocket.



Page 159
Besides managing the Vertigo’s four door gunners, he also had the cramped conditions created by the presence of two fully loaded Imperial Centaur fire support vehicles stowed in the hold to contend with; this with the extra headache of the major’s storm-troopers, strapped into their bulky grav-chutes, sitting up forward..
Spectre variants have door gunners as well as the carrying capacity for two Centaur and at least the Corps (however many there are - about a squad or half squad maybe?) plus the troops int he Centaur. Perhaps potential for several squads total?



Page 161
The Spectre gave another creak as a Centaur fire support vehicle rolled out from under the aircraft’s beak and came to a standstill by the downed Vulture’s blasted remains. A begoggled Volscian popped out of the central hatch and got to grips with the pintle-mounted assault cannon.
Centaur armed with assautl cannon is deployed from below the nose of the VAlkyrie variant. Apparently also at least driven (if not assigned to) the Volscians as transport.


Page 161
The Spectres and Centaurs combined gave the Redemption Corps and their Shadow Brigade compatriots just the speed and flexibility they needed for fast deployment in crowded battlezones. Chimera carriers were not only too large to be transported in the swollen hulls of the Spectre-class Valkyries, they were too wide and slow for the chaos of Illium’s narrow streets. Fire support Centaurs were supercharged for swift transportation under fire; they were also fully armour-encased, unlike their tow-tractor brethren and packed the punch of a small infantry support vehicle.
Limits on the carrrying capacity of the Spectres and the Fire support variant of the Gorgon. Interesting that it seems the two provide both the Corps and the Hive gangers mobility, although how standard that is, is another story.

Spectres can carry two Centaur but not a Chimera. We aren't sure whether the limit is mass or volume, and we dont know the internals of the Spectre anyhow, but it could be both

I've sometimes speculated whteher or not the Sky Talon (The IA version of the Valkyrie vehicle transporter, which is more open than the Spectre) might be able to carry a modified Trojan given its apparently low mass (and ability to carry multiple Sentinels, either of which weigh more than a Centaur)

Either way, the advantage here to airmobile troops is obvious, it provides at least some light armour transport and support - at least something better than a freaking dune buggy (although that was pretty cool still..)


Page 163
..two companies of Spetzghast Mercantile Militia, scrambled from the subsector capital.
Only two companies from the subsector capital? What use is that? It at least clarifies the locale's importance though. Also Are Mercantile Militia private soldiers conscripted into the Guard?



Page 167
“Deliverance reports the cathedra’s plasma batteries are charging for another orbital assault.”
I thought the catehdra had defence lasers. Either it has both (and the lasers didnt fire) or lasers are plasma are...


Page 167
...the cities had been overrun by plague zombies. The Redemption Corps had been brought in at the eleventh hour with the clock already running on an Ordo Sepulturum sanctioned cyclonic orbital cleansing.
Ordo Sepulturum. Dealing with Space Undead, I'd guess.


Page 171
The grav-chute had slowed his descent to a mere glide about two hundred metres above the cathedra concourse.
These grav chutes deploy from much higher up in other sources. For example, contrast this with the deployment of the Elysians in Dark Apostle.


Page 172
The Spectres did carry marksmen for extra air cover on the dispersal.
Not only door gunners, but snipers (but I think they're Redemption Corps and not organic to the navy crews.)


Page 173
Vedette clicked her hellgun briefly to automatic and bounced backward on the tips of her boots, splitting rounds between different clusters of closing insurgents.
Hellgun automatic fire.



Page 178
...the convoy drivers were all handpicked Volscian ash buggy drivers, used to racing piles of scrap across the hellish and ever changing chemical wasteland that was their garrison home world. They were spoiled with the Centaur fire support variant: their pace and manoeuvrability put the universally admired Chimera chassis to shame. What the light carrier gained in handling, it lost in armour and armament, however, boasting only the snub barrels of a single, pintle-mounted assault cannon and heavy stubber up front for infantry support. The supercharged Centaurs did afford the hive drivers the vehicular verve they needed to put an armoured personnel carrier in positions conventional wisdom would otherwise state impossible. Compact enough to be slapped on the deck by a Navy aircraft, but able to hold its own in a firefight, the Centaur variant was a perfect fire support vehicle.
Centaurs have Volscian crews again, and the regiment itself seems to have vehicle drivers, so they have at least some vehicles of some kind if the Centaurs aren't theirs.

Also the armament of the support variant Centaur is heavier than usual with the assault cannon plus stubber, but given that the Centaur has a mounting port for heavy weaponry, this may be all it represents (you can probably stick lascannons, meltas, and others on it, which actually makes it a useful vehicle for heavy weapons deployment as well.)

It also suggests that the hive regiment is t least partly mechanised.



Page 180
The cadet-commissar found himself dropping his head, despite the fire support vehicle’s reinforced armour plating. The crew compartment filled with the cacophony of las-blast impacts and thought-shattering ricochets.

Deleval’s gunner fell back through the hatch like a sack of grain, his face and uniform a las-dappled mess of smouldering flesh and scorched webbing.
Since the outfit is 'smouldering' its probably safe to say its more than third degree burns - probably close to ignition (125 j per sq cm or so). On the other hand, no more than half the body (Torso and face and arms) would be exposed. Assuming 8000-15000 sq cm exposed and 125 j per sq cm we're talking perhaps 1-1.9 MJ from lasfire. THe other question of course is how many lashots, and we simply dont know. Hundreds seems likely in such a short interval, so if we assume around 100-1000 shots we'd be talking single to double digit kj (1 kj at least, to perhaps 19 kj). Since its an order of magnitude estimate we'd treat it more as at least single/double digit kj per shot. Perhaps a few hundred kj even.



Page 182
The grizzled lieutenant was back to his helmet vox-link and climbing into the
crew compartment.
...
The lieutenant sent his men off with a bark, to extricate the survivors, before switching back to his vox-link.
The officer in charge of the platoon at least has his own helmet comms. Possibly the sergeants as well if not the entire regiment.



Page 182
To their surprise the three men met Snyder, Turkle and Goinz clambering back in the back of the Centaur.
...
Golliant followed with the bodies of Cruz and the Centaur’s gunner over each broad shoulder...
Crew of 8 in the Centaur. That fits with the driver, gunner plus 5 crew, although it makes youw onder if they could fit a whole squad in if they squeezed and one of them served as driver.



Page 183
Dwarfing Bronstead for girth and even Golliant for height, a colossal mountain of flesh appeared behind the sergeant. This was Pontiff Preed,..
That means the super huge Hive dudes (and there are at least tow of those in this regiment by context) are both smaller than the 300 kilo Preed.



Page 186
...had liberated Deleval’s heavy stubber from its forward mounting inside the blasted fire support vehicle. The weapon was a real monster, boasting a pistol grip and carry handle on the top of its belt-fed body and a long, fat, air-cooled barrel to deliver the bad news to its unfortunate targets.
The aformentioned 'hive wrestler' can heft around a pintle mounted heavy stubber. Whether this
is the 'Vraks' type heavy stubber or the old 'Ma Deuce analogue' heavy stubber, we dont know.



Page 187
Holding the stick loose but firm in one hand Rosenkrantz cycled the ammunition drams on her wing-mounted autocannons and primed both weapons with the other.
The Spectres have wing mounted autocannons (or at least, mountings for such weapons.)


Page 189
Benedict called out with an unusually high level of emotion for one of his kind.
..
He felt what Vertigo felt. He was more part of the aircraft than the crew: the information coursing through cables and conduits wired straight into his spine from the bird’s various archaic systems was registering simply as pain.
Again the naval 'servitor' helping to fly the Spectres seems to be alot more than a dead body animated by machinery.. he has emotions and even a personality. More lika a heavily augmetic man/cyborg really.



Page 192
...his hellpistol moving smoothly and surely from one target to the next, lancing them with hotshot.
Krieg's hellpistol apparently has a hotshot pack, reinforcing the idea that hellguns and hotshot weapons can generally be one and the same (not always, just generally.)



Page 194
...the shape of a bipod, the glint of a scope and the long, thick barrel of an anti-materiel sniper rifle. Their closest relative was the ubiquitous long-las, favoured by many a Guard sniper. Redemption Corps marksmen often needed something a little harder hitting for knocking out equipment and suppressing light vehicles, as well as blowing superfluously large holes in enemy combatants. Essentially a large calibre rifle, the fearsome weapon took the same ammunition as an autocannon and hit just as hard.
The Corps Hellshot sniper rifles, which seem to be a projectile weapon firing an autocannon shell, which I gather to mean no more than 20 or 30mm tops. More powerful than a long las as well, I'd gather.



Page 196
...the marksman was a mess, riddled through with holes, not unlike the aircraft, his flak jacket smouldering.
I gather he got hit by lasfire and was injured, although we can't really calc it. The fact the jacket is smouldering again suggests something on the order of 125 j per sq cm flash burns across most of the jacket (assuming 30x30 cm or so we'd be talking over 100 kj) and the guy is still alive, although injured.



Page 197
Deleval’s men just looked at the ground, kicking empty bolter cartridges
Bolter casings again.



Page 197
Krieg understood the nature of leadership—he’d been an officer—but with the flight crew staring at him as though their lives depended upon it—which they did—he began to empathise with Mortensen’s predicament. Krieg could not be honest with these men. He couldn’t talk odds and harsh truths. He needed fire in their bellies. He needed them to believe in themselves and in him. Like the major, he had to make them believe that he could get them out alive. He didn’t know if that was cultish practice—as the canoness had seen it—but of all the evils it could be, at that moment in the Spectre’s troop bay, it seemed a necessary one.
another bit of Krieg's character development, getting an inkling of things from Mortensen's POV as far as leadership goes, which echoes Udeskee's comments as well and really reflects the 'proper' way a Commissar can act. Note that this also highlights the absurdity of the motivations of the canoness as far s the story goes, because this bascially is the same shit Krieg mentioned before employed by battlefield priests to motivate troops. hell we've seen this used with many Imperial 'heroes' before, so why should it be a big deal?

Page 200
Smack bang in front of them the claustrophobic confines of the god-machine gave way to a small oasis of open space. It wasn’t a conduit or chamber; it wasn’t even square. A perfect sphere of freedom had been cut out of the restrictions of the thoracic decks. Metal decking, support struts, cabling and instrumentation all ended in polite, clean lines around the open space. Teague ran a finger over one curved edge, seemingly cut from a bulkhead.

“Smooth,” Teague told the major. “Never seem anything like it. What kind of a tool can do that?” Mortensen nodded with hesitation. The Elysian was right of course: even a plasma torch, which was what someone would need to do something like this, left rough edges. This also left the question of why anyone would want to create a spherical hole of emptiness in the middle of a Titan.
We learn it was an ork teleporter.



Page 210
It wasn’t entirely unprecedented either: heretical human and greenskin alliances were not unknown, especially during extended campaigns where local populations of besieged worlds felt that their Emperor had abandoned them.
In context its talking about orks, and later refers to them as an 'alien cult'. Human-Ork cooperation has been known (more with the Orks serving as mercenaries, or the humans giving a tribute to stave off Ork invasion, or the Orks just enslaving the planet) but never anything resembling a cult (actual cooperation or worship.)



Page 212-213
The co-pilot fell back into Krieg’s arms and immediately fired back, cutting the boy in two with a beam from his own laspistol.
Laspistol beam supposeldy slices a kid in half. Mind you they say the kid screams (at least briefly) and his body is described as 'broken', but its hard to say. Assuming it was cut in half. and assuminga 20 cm wide body we might be looking at 10-20 kj for that single shot, although I'm not sure you could have a kid screaming if he was cut in half.


Page 215
..taking his hellpistol from its holster by the tips of his fingers and unclipping his belt power pack.
..
The cadet-commissar unplugged his earpiece and wound it up with the side-arm.
KRieg had a belt power pack (hotshot remember) for his hellpistol and a comm bead



Page 216-217
The air was knocked clean out of Krieg’s lungs and the shot threw him backwards. Successive blasts caught his side and shoulder, spinning him around...
...
A crippling shot square in the small of his back, flung the desperate commissar through the dark opening.
...
..the cadet-commissar unbuckled his greatcoat and allowed the heavy leather to fall to the ground-heavier than usual due to the extra flak plates Krieg had instructed Golliant to sew into the garment.
...
...his uniform was torn and bloody where pellets had actually found their mark.
Krieg hit by multiple (3 at least) shotgun blasts, although the flak plates inh is coat provide adequate protection against penetration (although there's still considerable blunt force trauma.) Flak plates seem effective against shotguns at least. Not sure how much we should read into the 'momentum' of the impacts knocking Krieg around and through a hole, though, given issues like shock and balance and such.



Page 218
...adorned with scraps of salvaged flak mail..
Orks wear 'salvaged' flak mail... another word for mesh (mesh is sort of sci fi chainmail given its description, after all..)



Page 219
Some of the creatures drooled from their snaggle-tusked jaws as they stood in their trance-like stupor. Instead of glooping to the ground, though, the slobber dribbled upwards, finally dashing the depository roof above.

Orks on Ulium was one thing; the same orks entranced in a warehouse was already one step beyond, but now with the laws of physics failing to apply...
...
Strange orbs of light proceeded to glide above and around the stationary monsters and the air crackled between them, resulting in the occasional blue spark leaping from one alien to another.
..
..Krieg had been told that greenskins generated a psychic field that individually accounted for their technological mastery and under communal circumstances could create unnatural social and physical effects.
We could argue that it is the WAAGGH effect in action creating some sort of collective TK effect, or a Traktor beam effect. Either way it sa curious application of Ork psychic powers and an indiactor of what hundreds of Orks can do (the numbers mentioned)


Page 225
..Krieg hissed and squeezed the trigger. The superheated blast filled the troop compartment and sent brains and fragments of skull across the stupefied Snyder and a still grinning Goinz.
...
..leaned in across Turkle’s headless corpse..
Kriegs hellpistol blows apart a human head (may or may not have been helmeted as before) - at least single, double digit kj. On the other hand, remember also that it probably is a hotshot pack.



Page 226
“Commissar Krieg here holds the life of every man committed to this operation, wanting or not, in that righteous fist.”
..
“You were right, Krieg,” Mortensen continued. “I was wrong. It’s a cult. The rebels have alien allies."
Mortensen showing some actual redeeming qualities. He acknowledges Krieg's authority (instead of trying to cut his throat) and admits error. I'd like to give Mortensen credit for this but really.. his past (and future) actions in this book (minus fragging Fosco) really undermine this bit, whilst Krieg consistnetly shows his own positive growht and overall improvement.



Page 234
“We have the four heavy bolters on the side doors and a cannon on the nose, neither of which is going to put the slightest dent in that thing.”
armament of the Spectres. Later we learn there is an autocannon used so it may be the nose gun, but what about the wing mounted autocannon from earlier? Are they different calibre, or what?

Page 235
The airbrakes cut deeply into Vertigo’s vaulting run and the Spectre slowed, allowing a wire-guided death dealer to pass over their heads.
Wire-guided ork weapon.



Page 238
..Mortensen reclaimed his gift to the co-pilot earlier that day: the souvenir rocket launcher...
...
It was the kind of cheap military hardware mass-produced on a hundred different forge worlds for use by PDF and conscript Guard troops. The single shot tube was dented and smeared with dry blood and while hardly a veteran’s choice,...
Single shot rocket launchers are considered 'cheap' weapons ofr PDF or conscript guard, but not suitable for veteran troops. Shows that IG equipment quality can be variable (as well as trooper quality and trust int roops) but given the nature of things in the 40K universe its hard for it to be different and fits in with that 'worst case scenario' approach the Munitorum takes to equipping its forces.



Page 247
Turning the flamer back down the opposite corridor, Preed unleashed an inferno at the oncoming sisters...
..
Krieg watched the sisters simply march through the firestorm in their menacing black body armour...
Flamer does fuck all to power armoured SoB.



Page 254
“Molecular acid,” Santhonax told him. “The weakest I could find. She’ll be slowly dissolved over a thousand years—less than she deserves.”
I guess its at least technically possible for the Imperium to keep people who aren't AdMech alive for up to a thousand years without augmetics, although not neccesarily sane, intact, or capable of motion.



Page 256
"...he put a blade to an Imperial commissar’s throat and then proceeded to blunder his way through a mission that cost unnecessary lives and Guard resources…”
...
“The man is clearly a criminal incompetent and you should have administered justice when you had the opportunity,” Santhonax shrieked.
..
“…and went on to accomplish further deeds of remarkable courage and endurance, adding further fuel to a dangerous myth and recruiting ever more willing rank and file acolytes to a fallacious hero cult.”
More of the Canonesses incoherent rambling. Yet again, she really fails to convince that she's some sort of evil mean Sororitas rather than a lunatic Inquisitor type (or ally to an Inquisitor.) It seems more like she's out for personal revenge against Mortensen and the 'cult' crap is just an excuse.



page 259-260
Storm-trooper squads were sometimes coupled with ogryn shock troops in order to spearhead assaults. The barbarian creatures soaked up a tremendous amount of firepower and at full charge were virtually unstoppable. They were the hammer, excessive and unwieldy, to the storm-troop’s chisel, skilful and precise. A stampede of ogryns could carry a storm-trooper unit a long way into the enemy lines, where the tactics and surgical execution of the specialists could do their worst.
Storm troopers working with Ogryn. Note how the Stormies are given a approach to warfare not unlike Astartes.



Page 261
This was Herrenvolk.
...
Santhonax and her battle-sisters worked in collaboration with the man...
..
Many claimed that he had a telepathic or telekinetic link with his closest operatives...
As if Crazy Canoness weren't bad enough, we learn the Sisters are working for a psychic Inquisitor. Now, the idea of a psychic Hereticus inquisitor is not unbelievable, but given the Sorotias atittudes towards deviants (mutation and such), I find it hard to believe they would countenance serving with someone like that, much less respecting/idolizing them. Also, Krieg blacks out from the Inquisitor's psychic power, the sister escorting him blames it on him being a weak man (MORE MAN HATING), and basically doesn't give a shit that the Inquisitor is a filthy psyker (out of character in both regards.)

As if we needed more just how poorly handled the Sororitas were handled in this book. The only thing that could make it worse would be chopping them up for paint or something.



Page 268-269
“Second Platoon has a fundamentalist streak,” Preed told her. “Ardentites, as far as I can tell. Some kind of Thorian incarnationist faction.”
...
"They believe that when the God-Emperor fell He disseminated His gift. He believed the best way to protect humanity in His absence was to hide His power—His talents—among chosen individuals across the galaxy, so that they may individually serve His interests and, as a collective phenomenon, hold back the darkness that threatens to engulf mankind.”
...
"House Zlaw: threw in their lot with the Redemptionists for a time, then kind of outgrew them."
Yet another Hive world 'House' with Redemptionist tendencies, like the Cawdor of Necromunda. Although unlike the Cawdor these seem to be a less insane sort of Redemptionist. Indeed one could say their creed makes some sense, given the Emperor's shepherding a psychic humanity into existence, the effect of a collective faith/belief in a good affecting reality, living saints and avatars (like the Thorians believe in) and such are quite plausible.

They also respect/hero worship/revere Mortensen (and shave their heads bald as a mark of respect.)
Mortensen for his part is uncomfortable with it, but we see perhaps why Crazy CAnoness thinks Mortensen is a dangerous cult figure even if it still makes no sense.



Page 269
"He’s an extremely capable soldier with some extraordinary talents, but it’s not for me to say if they are ‘divinely ordained’. What I can tell you is that these ideas are not politely entertained in the higher echelons of the Ecclesiarchy and many might consider them heresy.”
So basically we could say Mortensen's persecution is just Ecclesairchy political BS (EG they don't want anyone to be worshipped unless they allow it.) Which is at least plausible given the way we know the Ecclesiarchy is fucked up, but again this isn't the ecclesiarchy per se, its the Sorortias. The story might have made sense to be either the Ecclesiarchy or the Inquisition (or both) pushing this crazy crap, but not the Sororitas.



Page 271
“We’re Redemption Corps: we move fast and with purpose. We get to it.”

“Krieg was right,” Rosenkrantz informed him with mock realisation. She let the insult go home before continuing: “You hit Illium unprepared. You were lucky to get your men out alive, let alone the targets. You’re making the same mistakes here.”

“No,” the Gomorrian told her, unfazed. He came out from behind the glasses. “Just a few new ones."
Mortensen again manages to undermine any goodwill he might have built up in me with this line. Rosenkrantz was right, and even Mortensen admitted Krieg was right before. But Mortensen apparently is unwilling to learn from mistakes or deviate from his Kal Jerico like approach to planning (Eg Wing it.) And the only thing saving him is how lucky/blessed he is really. What a hero! [/sarcasm]



Page 271-273
..studying a data-slate, angling it this way and that to make sense of the carto-pict they were studying.
..
..snatching the topographic slate from Sass...
...
..she had, after all, a great deal more experience reading contours and orbital data...
Mapping dataslate thingy, loaded with data from orbital surveillance/recon and shit.



Page 273-274
The Autegan Tactical Rangers were a deathworld regiment...
...
..a double-barrelled grenade launcher rested across one carapace shoulder.
They also clearly have storm troopers, since this guy is a Corpsman who was apparently recruited from the deathworld regiment. the double barreled grenade launcher is interesting.



Page 279
Stubby arms and those big, hairy hands felt for holds from which to haul his three hundred kilos of devout bulk. It revealed to the pilot just how much of the ecclesiarch’s massive girth was in fact pure muscle.
Preed again. He's basically climbing and hauling his own bulk (and rosenkrantz holding onto him) along quite nicely, reflecting ihs Bragg-like qualities once agian. Fuck the man must have some Ogryn in his background.



Page 288
The commissar thumbed the heavy, archaic primer on the plasma gun and adjusted the emission setting.
...
As sizzling puddles of dissipating plasma scooted about on the surface of the foaming pool Krieg had just blown in the planet’s surface..
Not sure if Emission setting is power level adjust, or if it adjusts some other element (how widely or tightly focused the plasma discharge is, for example.)

Also flamethrower like plasma effects. Again. I suppose it beats a steam gun.



Page 291-292
Nobody would have thought it possible to completely submerge an armour-enclosed Centaur fire support vehicle in corrosive, chemicular slush and infiltrate enemy territory via the tributaries of a deathworld river basin. And in the eyes of the major this was what made the plan typically Redemption Corps; other storm-trooper regiments had their specialisms, but only the Redemption Corps were known for pulling off stunts like these. Only Mortensen and his men made the impossible happen. Balls and brains....
First off, Centaurs submerged in frigid chemical sludge and still expected to drive (albeit under duress) some distance, so they seem to be amphibious and have some fairly adverse limits as far as temperature and chemical extremes they can endure (same probably for other vehicles of similar construction.)

And that out of the way.. we get more on the Redemption Corps specialty, which seems basically to be 'wing it with plans pulled out of my ass'. I know that personal initiative and flexibility are supposed to be desirable traits in troops, but I think this is taking it a bit too far (eg 'not crazy'.) That Mortensen sees this as a virtue (despite the fact others have noted how often he jumps in ill prepared and ignoring rules or regulations to do things his way) does not endear him to me. Again he just comes across as a massive dick rather than a likable protagonist.



Page 302
...an alarmed Speckels hissed across the helmet vox.
Spectre crews have helmet vox.



Page 303
Heavy bolt rounds plucked at their flesh, mashing up muscle and bone, but the Ogryns soaked up the punishment like rockcrete, roaring through their discomfort. It was only when streams of fire crossed and doubled their stopping power did individual brutes finally succumb.
Ogryn resilience to heavy bolter fire.



Page 303
As Nauls reloaded Vertigo’s nose-mounted autocannon boomed from below. Impossibly the first ogryn ran up through the merciless firepower, each direct hit punching bloody holes in his reinforced ribcage. As the monster’s head disappeared in a spray of blood and brains, his snaggle-toothed companion swung past, catching several blasts in the abdomen himself. Hauling himself up on the shoulder of his falling comrade....
Again nose mounted autocannon (as well as wing mounted?) and again Ogryn resilience against very heavy gunfire.



Page 305
.
A gout of explosive promethium flayed rough, knotty flesh from the ogryn’s skull. Blazeblasted knees...
...
Charred, fat fingers locked around the ankle of her flight boot...
Ogryns vs flamers to head and lower torso. What's notable for me at least is that the flamer seems to have very severe third/fourth degre burns (flaying flesh from the skin as well as the blackening/charring) which may explain the 'explosive' effect. I believe this is considerably more intense than typical flamethrowers, but I honestly have no other benchmark to compare to.



Page 310-311
..the storm-trooper blasted the monster with a disciplined staccato of supercharged las-fire. The thuggish alien was flung back into the corridor, slamming into the rough-hewn wall.
...
..two meaty, green palms that soaked up the last few bolts.
...
..it was standard practice for specialist troops—power had to be conserved and was reserved largelyfor precision kills and suppression.
...
The alien monster smouldered in the corridor..
I think its safe to say that the Ork takes no mor than a few bursts (couple dozen bolts tops) or a few seconds worth of fire to burn the Ork. Assuming around 30% of upper torso and head burnt and around 125 j per sq cm (smouldering again.) on the front facing (and adjusting for the increased size of Orks vs Humans, if not toughness) we'd probably be talking 2000-3000 sq cm at least. 250-375 kj, implying triple digit kj for hellguns at least, and probably double digit kj for sure for the bolts.

Also note Stormtrooper fire discipline. Given their role and the problems logistics may face it makes sense.

I should note that the Orks in this novel are consistently noted to wear flak, so this isn't just bare skin.



Page 324
“Teleporter,” Krieg informed him. “Some tribes reputedly have a good grasp of the technology. Explains how they’ve infiltrated so successfully. There are probably roks like this dotted all over the Spetzghastian system: waystations for transporting hardware and troops from one moon to the next."

Mortensen recalled the strange empty hole burned out of existence below decks in the Mortis Maximus: how the greenskins must have gained entry with similar technologies, bypassing the god-machine’s armour and shields.
Ork teleporters. note they seemingly not only do physical damage (as outlined from the quote on page 200) but they 'bypass armour and shields.')



Page 326
Endo quivered and steamed: the teleporter had shredded his body, molecule by molecule and then reassembled him as a botched and bloody flesh sculpture. With gut-punching horror Mortensen realised that some structures had achieved true replication. One barely comprehending, milky eyeball thrashed its pupil at them in agony and somewhere deep inside the pulp of mangled bone and organs a mouth squealed incessantly.
Ork teleporter as a weapon. As per Planetstrike, any teleporter could do this.



Page 329
The major watched as the alien’s brawny arms and legs rippled and spasmed- the puce-green flesh blotching ebony brown and then black. Sandbag after sandbag of disguised bulk rained from beneath the leather apron. Pieces of scavenged armour and barbaric tools of torture thumped to the ground as belts and harnesses slid off the new slender lines of the transforming torso. Bone stretched and splintered; sockets popped and dislocated limbs ripped through sickening undulating flesh and snapped back in place. The monster’s clockwork cranium slipped down the figure’s straightening back and smashed into the floor. The roar was now a scream and the pain was of a very human variety.
What is probably a Callidus assassin imitatin gan Ork Painboy. Apparently it needs some cybernetic assistance in some ways (as well as sandbags to bulk out its mass) to pull it off though, which echoes Meh'Lindi from Inquisition War needing to be modified to handle a Genestealer.

It also demonstrates that a Polymoprhine Asassin is limited by their own mass (or whatever they can be provided as extra mass) in transformation - they can't create extra mass out of nothing.



Page 336
The strange, silver fire coursed through Mortensen’s being, burning its way through his insensitive, deadened flesh to the live nerve-shot tissue beneath.
...
His brain became nothing more than a filter for the transmission of the hell he was experiencing. He thrashed like a faulty servitor, smacking his head, knees and elbows across the mesh flooring as the ethereal agony passed through the nerve-crammed muscles of his chest and thighs. It found a new expression of pain as it hit his solar plexus, throwing his abdomen off the platform and forcing his limbs to assume the tortured formation of a crab.
Mortensen hit by what I assume to be a Neural Shredder. Painful in an extreme way but not neccesarily harmful or lethal, which is odd. It may not be a Shredder though, but context implies the Assassin has a C'tan phase blade and a neural shredder. I kinda doubt Mortensens' nervless outer flesh protected him, given that the charge bypassed that and struck beneath quite easily unless only a small percentage of his body has nerves of any kind.



Page 338
...the assassin made the short run to the chamber wall and bounded up the first few metres of the rock. Incredibly the professional killer intended to scale the cavern wall and ceiling, swinging across to the pylon structure at the rim of the colossal hole in the chamber roof.
...
As the assassin shot up the wall it seemed like nothing would stop her..
Assassins pull all sorts of weird Matrix-style shit.



Page 348-349
“It may not be divinely ordained, but whatever you lost in your world’s calamity, you gained the ability to achieve the impossible. You succeed where others fail. You walk tall where others have fallen. You live when you should die. Adversity gave you that.”
...
“They are without the steel in their soul to do what is necessary. They do not understand and consider our ideas dangerous. In turn, we ourselves stand accused of heretical ideals."
...
“You may believe that the Imperium is all the stronger for the enemies at and within its borders, but there’s an alien war host out there who says different..."
...
“Men like you will stop them,” the canoness assured him. “And you will be all the stronger, sharper and more vigilant for your victory. But if there’s no enemy, there can be no victory and no one able to stand against the future foes of mankind."
...
“But if you study what you hate, you come to realise that mankind’s enemies can be encouraged to be predictable."
Again bear in mind this is a Sister of Battle Canoness speaking what is obviously Radical/heretical ideas, which... really does not work. She sounds more like a lunatic Inquisitor, and the story would have worked just as well - better really - had she been precisely that. If she's all secretive and shit she could just as easily have been manipulating loyal Imperials as having them willingly serve her. Corrupt inquisitors have done such before.

The idea of a liberal SoB type has merit, but it has to be within the boundaries of what they actually are and believe, and they are nowhere near the same thing as an Inquisitor. Their 'liberality' would take a vastly different form.



Page 350
“Centuries reducing garrisons on the Burdock Worlds. Generations spent thinning fleet deployments along the Kintessa Gauntlet. Enceladus drew millions of able-bodied fighting men out of sector—an unnecessary crusade providing a hole...
..
...orks can’t resist an opening like that. Studies of greenskin invasions and unintentional strategic weaknesses long taught us that.”
Crazy canoness and her associates have deliberately weakened the sector to allow the orks ot invade. Smart. Also radicals studying Orks.


Page 350
“Gomorrah was bold—even by ork standards. We’d never seen tactics like that before. That hulk was colossal and more than enough to sunder a world—but we never expected it to actually strike the planet. Genius, really. As a hive-world, Gomorrah would have supplied the lion’s share of recruits required to repel an invasion of the system."
Another case of Orks using impactors to bombard a world. Ghazzie is nowhere near the first. Supposedly the Crazy Canoness could have stopped it , but allowed it to happen to galvanize a huge chunk of the Imperium into conflict to stop it, because the Orks would threaten Terra (suggesting they're close to Earth.)

This also suggests the Xenos prepartations for the invasion have been a long time in coming - long enough for Mortensen to become a Storm Trooper colonel at that. It also means that Gomorrah is in the same sector as all the planets in this story, at least, but was the only major Hive world there.



Page 354
..titanic engines and bulbous propellant tanks grew out of the natural rock of the jagged asteroids. Primitive boosters span the gargantuan bodies on their axis before the main stage engines rocketed them towards the planet surface, Spetzghast’s potent gravitational pull doing the rest.
...
An apocalyptic blitz of ready-made planet-smashers...
...
...the asteroids mined out and modified to create an armada of kamikaze roks...
Orkish exterminatus weapons - kamikaze roks. They're also heavily armred.



Page 354
Krieg watched as adamanticlads and monitors..
40K ironclads again



Page 355
The rok’s craggy surface lightly brushed along the side of the Orpheus, tearing up the frigate’s armour and exposing thousands of Navy crewmen to the searing cold of space.
Firestorm frigate grazed by one of the 'planet smasher' ork Roks.



Page 356
A jolt of shock and disbelief swept the bridge as the grand cruiser died before their eyes. Something beautiful was there one moment and then suddenly wasn’t, replaced by a breathtaking display of power and destruction, which seconds later also vanished.

A promontory prow thrust forth, out of the nothing where the garrison ship had
been. Behind it, incalculable tons of extraterrestrial rock and scavwelded salvage
thundered through the silence of space. The space hulk was like a mountain range, imposing and impossible: an unstoppable monster, smashing roks and Imperial vessels aside with equal, crushing indifference.
Grand Cruiser destroyed by ramming attack by space hulk. Seems vastly bigger than mere Ork roks at that.



Page 357-358
“Communication blackout. We lost all feeds."
...
“My psykers received nothing and nothing they sent got through.”

“How is that possible?”
...
“The teleporters,”
...
“That kind of greenskin technology would play havoc with our comms,”
...
“Especially if it was being engaged across many points in the ring system,”
...
“The astropaths would still be able to get through.”
...
“The greenskins generate a collective psychic field in such circumstances. Perhaps that was enough to block astropathic communication. Psychic static, if you will.”

“It’s never been enough to disrupt communications before,”
Ork teleporters can jam vox, but apparentnly not astrotelepathy, but that is also being blocked. And the WAAAGH effect can't block astorpaths. We know that similar feats can (The Shadow in the Warp) but Orks aren't nearly as strong as Tyranids in that regard.



Page 362
“At present velocity, I’d say we have three or four hours, at most, to get on and off the surface before those roks hit.”

“Three hours, forty-two minutes to first impact,”
...
“If we’re not knee deep in Spetzghastian sand within two [hours]..."
If it takes the Ork Roks nearly 4 hours to reach the planet, and we assume an average velocity of 50 km/s. we might figure some 500-700 thousand km to reach the surface. In two hours would be 2-3 gees at least. and an average velocity of 70-100 km/s. Probably closer to 4-6 gees, given they have to accelerate then slow down as well, and peak velocity would approach 100 km/s or so at that rate, assuming constant burn. It's not a precise calc exactly, but within an order of magntidue its reasonable (single to double digit gee accel.) based on what we know already.

As an aside this is the scene where Krieg makes his gesture of solidarity with the noble Mortensen and his Corps. but givne everything that happened before, I dont think it has quite the impact it's meant to.



Page 369
Golliant had snatched a snub-nosed Volscian-pattern autocannon from
Deliverance’s armoury and cradled the monster protectively above his charge’s
gleaming cap.
The Commissar's bodyguard- another Bragg analogue - hefting an autocannon.



Page 371
Sarakota and Opech pushed on ahead with their hefty anti-materiel Hellshots
primed, swinging the heavy rifles crisply around dark corners...
Again hellshots are AMRs.. the ones firing autocannon rounds. They're also light enough that they can be hefted and aimed.



Page 377
Mortensen hammered the advancing line of monsters with everything his hellgun had to offer before hastily adjusting the power setting and giving them some more.
Redemption Corps hellguns have at least two power settings.



Page 379
Light and brains suddenly erupted from its forehead, the green monstrosity shuddering and falling. Commissar Krieg was standing behind, the shimmering muzzle of his hellpistol aimed along the length of his tensed arm.
Hellpistol headsplodes a genestealer/greenskin hybrid, which means its considerably tougher than either one alone. I'd call that double digit kj at least easily, although we dont know if its partial or total headsplosion which means that it could impact just how powerful it is.



Page 380
Reaching for his autopistol Mortensen brought the fat side arm level with the creature’s disturbing face. The weapon bucked as it disgorged its explosive package, taking the alien’s head with it into the darkness.
Burst from Mortensen's autopistol blows apart/severs head of Genestealer hybrid. Again whether explosive rounds are involved or not is a matter for debate, but even if not severing it might be easier than blowing it apart (assuming you could rake the shots in that manner.)

It's also interesting but the pistols at close range seem to be more useful than the hellguns are (both hellpistol and autopistols) so go figure.



Page 384-385
“They’re genestealers,”
...
“Ork-genestealer hybrids?” Greco echoed, racing to catch up. “That’s impossible.”
...
"...we’ve known for a long time that genestealer races use human hosts to pass on genetic material. Why not other races? Orks are amongst the most widespread races in the galaxy.”
They speculate that the Greenskins got infected on a Spacehulk which is reasonable. We know from older fluff that such hybrids are at least technically possible (along with Eldar-Genestealer hybrids) but it was deemed rare because Orks are rather good at noticing un-Orky behaviour (like another alien race infecting them.) Given that we have Orkish DNA fighting with Tyranid DNA as per the last Ork Codex as well, there's another issue making it very unlikely to happen. Still it's not impossible (from what I recall Feral Orks were the more likely possibility.)

Which is just as well, because the genestealer/ork hybrids tend to have the best of both worlds which make them highly dangerous (better tactics than uusal orks, coupled with the tech of Orks, and the resilience of both.)



Page 385
“Cross-species infection. The psionic fields produced by the different races would play havoc with one another. Add humans to the mix and well, no wonder you’ve got spree murders and general mayhem across the system.”
Explanation for the astropathic/psychic 'jamming' mentioned before and the rash of cult activity and murders mentioned even earlier (EG its not chaos doing it, its Ork/'Stealer psychic mojo insanity.)



Page 388
Sarakota swooped under the vent, pushing the business end of his rifle up through the opening, plugging round after explosive round up at the creature.
Hellshot AMRs have explosive rounds as well. which given they're firing an autocannon round is not surprising. (also cue another example of autocannon rounds with an explosive element NOT being rare losttech as per the Munitorum manual...)



Page 389
"...we lost the master-vox. See if you can raise Rosenkrantz on the bead,”
Corps micro beads can function in the absence of a separate vox pack (or master Vox.) It's likely that in most cases the vox setup a comm officer carries acts as a relay for comm bead signals to boost the range, although its quite possible some comm or micro bead setups need a vox to function at all. Micro beads have a highly variable range after all.



Page 391
Conklin hugged his beloved bolter and threw the gathering one of his replacement fingers.
One of hte Redemption Corps uses a bolter as standard. Also has replacement fingers - augmetic or natural, we don't know. Don't seem to have been reattached like Krieg's arm latero n tho.


Page 393-394
His bolt pistol simply slid forward along the wall and spat several rounds of explosive-tip straight through her temple.
..
He still spread the contents of her devout little mind across the subway wall.

It was only then the commissar realised that they had in fact been carrying the major and that he’d come very close to blowing the Gomorrian’s head off.
Sororitas bolt pistol headsplosion.



Page 394-395
Krieg hammered the relic time and again, hoping age had weakened the ancient shield, but the adamantium soaked up the punishment. Sparks flared off the metal, the bolts not even leaving the hint of a blemish on the gleaming surface.

In seconds the ammunition was spent and the Celestian leapt the final few metres,...
Repeated bolt pistol rounds fail to even scratch relic shield made of adamantium at point blank range.



Page 395
..the impact made the cadet-commissar cry out as the shield pressed his strapped arm into his chest...
..
..the burning throb rattling up and down the delicate, re-attached limb.
Krieg had his limb torn off by Genestealers earlier. apparently its been reattached by the medical facility on a prison planet (which is mentioned as not being the best quality around, it being a prison planet and all) so its rather interesting.


Page 395-396
...the force intended to take the sword through his body actually put the sabre deep into the wall by his hip.
...
Putting one boot up against the wall she gunned the sabre handle once more and heaved the straggling chainblade out of its rockcrete scabbard.
Chainblade (saber) deeply penetrates rockcrete wall.



Page 396
“But tell that to your battle-sisters and the pilots of your carriers. I didn’t have too much trouble with them.”

The canoness’ grin waned: “If that’s the truth then they’re even more pathetic than you are and therefore don’t deserve to live.”
Context, he means killing them (Krieg was supposed to kill Mortensen at the Crazy Canoness' orders.) Again is it shocking I just find this 'canoness' more in line with a Radical Inquisitor?



Page 397
Tearing the canoness’ tapered pistol out of its belt holster, the major blasted at the henchwoman, the las-bolts slashing at the side of her face..
...
..Krieg could see the major had caught her several times on the cheek and once in the eye. Instead of the usual cauterised holes the commissar had come to expect from a laspistol, the wounds were merely light burns, although the one in her eye had clearly ruptured something.
The Canoness' needler again, once more mistaken for a laspistol. Needler causes light burns (for unforseen reason, the laser bit was originally for armor penetration purposes and damaging inorganic targets) but severe damage to the eye Making 'cauterised holes' seems usual for a laspistol (3rd/4th degree burns?) instead of mild (1st degree?) Based on the eye, and cheek, assuming at least 2 cm holes and maybe 10 cm of penetration, we might be talking 3-25 kj (3rd/4th degree) for thermal effects alone. Needler would be far less - hundreds of joules tops.



Page 398
And with one fluid flourish of the buzzing blade, her head came away from her shoulders and rolled across the floor. The intention was his: the canoness had betrayed him and was clearly a dangerous heretic.
This is pretty much the only rationalization to salvage the situation - she literally cannot be a 'true' sister, and since I can't blame her as really being an Inquisitor, she's just one of those impossibly rare Sororitas heretics, and the rest of the poor Sisters following along were tragic victims of her radical, heretical ideas.

To be blunt though I find it hard to swallow even as a rationalization. It just feels so hamfisted because the damn woman simply did not really come across as Sororitas, period.

Ironically, Mortensen keeps Krieg from executing the Crazy Canoness' bodyguard (the one with the chainsword and shield) because 'she's just a child.'



Page 401
It was like a mountain falling out of the sky, with its own geography and of more concern, its own heavy weapons batteries.

The airspace around the asteroid shook as a thousand exploding shells ripped the sky to pieces.
Ork rok has guns that can fire at least a thousand shells over a relatively short period of time, at least at small targets. Whether they are poitn defense guns or weapons batteries isn't specified. It also doesn't seem to include energy weapons, which the Roks also mount.



Page 403
The angular lines and wedge-like prow, the lance batteries and carrier decks. Deliverance. The tiny carrier was down there in all the cosmic turmoil of the upper atmosphere, a sitting duck: its feeble armament and propulsion systems working double time to keep the thousands of Guardsmen and Navy crew out of harm’s way.
Interesting that the Defiant class in this case has both lances AND fighter decks and troop carrying capability.

It goes without saying as wlel that the Valkyrie/Spectres and probably Vultures can also achieve either upper atmospheric/low orbital ranges quite easily, suggesting considerable altitude capability as well as near-orbit capability (definitely orbit for Spectres at least.)



Page 405
In those long hours [watching the Ork bombardment land]...
...
Spetzghast was a broiling, black ball...
...
The major could barely imagine the hell down there. The air, choking and heavy—a black smog of soot and dust; the geological chaos of earthquakes and flooding; blazing cities and rotting corpses, the plagues of scavenging coot imps, picking the flesh off the dead and the dying. And everywhere the alien intruder, infecting and enslaving.
Possibly its either an incomplete mass extinction, or still ongoing given what Mortensen 'imagines', and he also compares it to his homeworld's destruction, but I would note that the Orks being able to launch a mass extinction event in a matter of hours (not factoring in preparations which is unknown) is pretty staggering from the energy standpoint, considering we're talking petatons, or tens of petatons of energy expended for the thrusters to push the asteroids to the planet - high megatons/low gigatons/sec seems likely for each rok from that, at the very least.
Moreover, the context implies its a very short period of time far less than a day (12 hours or less)



Page 405
...a cold and calculating attack on the human race: an opening salvo in the war that was to come, with first blood going to the enemies of the Imperium.
Again, the destruction of Gomorrah apparently heralded the beginnings of this actual war, although it was mostly infiltration up until recently, I gather. And by Ork/Stealer hybrids at that.



Page 405
He thought long on Santhonax and her insanity: her Istvaanian beliefs and her desire to do good by ill.


Hah! Called it. Although my objections still remain. Mortensen suspects even she was manipulated however. Possibly the Psychic Hereticus munchkin who had mind controlled Krieg. PLOT HOOK.



Page 406
Without frigates and torpedo boats, the Guard transports—by virtue of the fact that they were armed - had been promoted from escortees to escorts.
...
Deliverance brought up the rear, her lances watching over the convoy’s sluggish exodus.
Torpedo boats might mean destroyers (Cobras, at least) and again Deliverance has lances.
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And we're back with Dead Men Walking, by Steve Lyons and IMHO the weakest of his three Guard books, and is the least enjoyable Guard novel overall.
It isn't due to the author per se, because Lyons did a fair job with death World (despite the fact I didnt like it - mostly due to the Catachan wank) and Ice Guard (which I liked massively.) Rather, I think it's due to the Krieg and the fact that the novel takes a strong page from the Imperial Armour view of the Krieg. Takes a page from it, expands on it (a few good ways, but mostly bad) and runs with it. I think Lyons tries hard to make it work, and there's things in here (like the Commissars and their interactions with others and the Krieg) which are definite good points. There is, I think, evne the nucleus of a good idea here. But it's so caught up in the EXTREME GRIMDARK MEAT DROID WAR VS METAL SPACE ZOMBIES that it never really gets fully explored. I'm thinking something more small scale, like Ice Guard or Death World was. I didn't care for Death World either (though I like Ice Guard) but both did a good job of 'exploring' the ideas they set out to do.

Perhaps the novel would have been better had it focused on a smaller group of Krieg rather than the Krieg in general - put a face to them, and show what sort of horrible things the Munitorum puts them through, how they don't even realize it, etc. and maybe it could have been a different novel. The real probelm is that the current 'gimmick' of the Krieg is.. they're the ideal munitorum soldiers because they're basically brainwashed idiot meat droid cannon fodder. That's their gimmick. They will willingly and glroiosuly die for the Emperor.. mainly to suit thematic 'grimdark' BS. The whole 'Zapp Brannigan lose huge nubmers of men to no good purpose' approach to warfare that symbolized Vraks, as opposed to other, earlier views of them (EG Warriors of Utlramar and the like - where they are simply fanatical, fatalistic zealots.) To be fair ot Lyons there are elements of that here, and I think had Lyons taken more of the WoU approach rather than IA Vraks, it might have improved it also.

The basic premise is that the Krieg vs Necrons - who is more zombie like and dead seeming. Its mostly about fighting, dying, and shit getting devastated and every little bit of normality and happiness being crushed into dust. This might have been not so bad had it been mostly background (like Ice Guard, where we focus on a single squad) but it's foreground, and all the other (interesting) stuff is background.

Two part update this being part one.

Page 7
He asked himself what his heroes would have done in his place—those muscular, square-jawed warriors whose exploits he followed in the newsreels.
Well there's at least movies for entertainment.


Page 9
He had saved for weeks to afford the bribe that had got him past the doorman of this eatery. It was the first place he had been to that served real meat, not the synthetic stuff.
The 'synthetic vs real' food thing so prevalent on Hive Worlds. I wonder if this means food made by artificial (human) means as opposed to naturally grown. That would make 'real' food the 40K equivalent of 'organically grown' shit you find in the stores. Only more grimdark and even more expensive.


Page 13
A grizzled old man was doling out grey protein burgers from a filthy, open-topped cart.
Yum., although considering the food in many IG novels this is probably more appetizing than the protein blocks or the gray slop from (for example) Fifteen Hours.


Page 13
"They pretend it doesn’t exist, but this, right here, is Hieronymous Theta. This is the world we live in.”

“I heard they might be connecting the skyways down here,” said Gunthar, “sealing off the lower floors altogether.”

“Burying our problems,” said Arex, “but they’ll still be here. We can keep on climbing, until we reach the sun itself—but we’ve built our towers on rotten foundations, and they’ll drag us all down in time.”

“This is still a new world, though,” said Gunthar. “You’re talking about centuries from now. Millennia. We’ve still got time."
The place isn't quite a 'true' hive world yet, but it's there. One of the ongoing elements is how the world is still 'new' but heading that way (its a mining world as we learn.)


Page 16
The hailer was attached to an Armoured Response Vehicle, an ARV, broadcasting an appeal for a calm and orderly evacuation of the area. The vehicle was flanked by a score of foot soldiers, its fuel-burning engine pumping a noxious cloud of exhaust gases out behind it as it crawled up the narrow skyway.
PDF version of some sort of armoured car or, more probably, a personnel carrier (that score of troops came from somewhere...)


Page 23-24
An obscure world, located near the outer rim of the Segmentum Tempestus.

A relatively new world, Commissar Costellin noted. Its population still hovered just below the nine billion mark, and a third of its surface had yet to be built over. Like many new worlds, Hieronymous Theta was still rich in mineral deposits. Its major industries were based around the extraction and working of those minerals. The planet paid a good proportion of its tithe to the Emperor in adamantium and plasteel.

Hieronymous Theta was a sheltered world, the Imperium maintaining a strong grip on the systems around it. Thumbing his way through the data-slate in his hands, Costellin saw that neither the world nor its closest neighbours had been touched by the smallest recorded conflict. It was perfect, he thought.
The setting of our story. Mining world, not quite hive (too 'new') and 'just under' 9 billion people. Also located near the rim of Tempestus. 'relatively secure' and untroubled as well, marking yet another of those 'peaceful for long time until suddenly hit by war' worlds we read often about in BL. Which is acutally sensible - its the threat of war coming down on the Imperium from an inherently unfriendly galaxy that is the danger (and creates that siege mentality FFG talks of) rather than literally, seriously being at 100% total war every second of every day in every place. This could make it alot like some sectors like Scarus or Calixis ('relatively' peaceful that is.)

Also this planet is 'typical' of new Imperial worlds in at least some respects, although whether the population isze and security are included is up for debate. Still it's an interesting study.


Page 24
..Death Korps soldiers, on the whole, could not take hints. They didn’t respond to body language or moods. They needed explicit orders.
...
The Guardsman’s helmet, gloves and backpack were all in place. His lasgun was slung at his side. Most egregiously of all, he still wore his full facemask.
One of the Kriegers in the story. The funny thing is, they're basically Boba fett - they apparently never remove their gear. The whole idea of '24/7 soldiers' is pushed heavily in this book, which is funny, considering its a book about the Krieg, yet the only people in the story with personalities are the non-Krieg (such as the commissar and the people on this planet.)


Page 24
He didn’t know the names of any of them. Only a few Krieg men had names, and it was not common practice within the regiment to use them. On paper, they were just numbers to him— as indeed they were to the colonels and the generals who deployed them in battle.

In person, they were less than that.
GRIMDARK. And totally ignores earlier fluff like Warriors of Utlramar. Are we shocked? Oh well, we can't ignore it, sadly.


Page 25
Krieg had been classified a deathworld, its atmosphere toxic. Costellin understood that, as a consequence, its people wore their filtration systems as they wore their skins.
..

..he had imagined the masks would have to come off some time. He had been wrong.
See? I wasn't kidding. Also Krieg is a Death World, marking it as yet another of those Hive worlds which are also death worlds.


Page 25
...he had seen few strong bonds formed among Death Korps men. They trained, fought, ate, slept alongside each other, but there was no friendship, not a trace of camaraderie, between them. This was a regiment of strangers..

More 'Meat Droid' theme injected into this book. Even more hialrious is that the Commissar suspects this might be deliberate. Given the Munitorum/Administratum involvemnet with Krieg regiments and their functioning, this is probably likely. They are after all considered the BEST troops by that same Munitorum. :P


Page 26
“We’re all entitled to time off, Guardsman,” said Costellin. “In fact, we’re a good way overdue..."
...
"Administratum has gone to a great deal of trouble to arrange this layover.”
I'm frankly surprised the Administratum/Munitorum EVER give leave at all. Also the Commissar is speaking here, which shows that one of the bright spots in this story is: reasonable commissars. Of course anyone looks reasonable compared to the Meat Droids of Krieg.


Page 27
..he found they still got to him—their lack of visible expression, of discernible emotion, of the smallest trace of empathic feeling.
Meat droids, after all. The really big part of thsi story is how utterly, utterly dehumanised the Kriegers are passed off as. Which could have been a good thing if the grimdark had been annoyed. It could have been played up the way Clones are/were in Star Wars (there was some room for drama/horror there), or the 'inhuman' creepiness you got of Clones from the Thrawn Trilogy. But little to none of that is here. It's just pure grimdark.


Page 27
..Hieronymous City, was currently enjoying a temperate autumn. Rainfall this year had been below average..
..
Costellin intended to spend his six days’ leave indoors, in bars, in restaurants, in entertainment venues, revelling in the long-denied pleasure of simple human contact.
Our Commissar is a human, after all. I like him more already. Also the planet the story takes place on has an actual ecosystme of sorts still, so its not an industrial shithole. Yet.


Page 28-29
Sixty pairs of those hollow, dark eyes, fixing him with their blank stares.
...
The Guardsmen were bayoneting sandbags, onto which, curiously, images of their own kind had been stencilled. Costellin had once questioned a watchmaster about this, to be told in a dull but self-assured monotone that the greatest potential threat to any army came from within its own ranks.
MEAT DROIDS. There is also a certain absurdity in the idea that the Krieg train to kill their own, given that they're mentioned later as having a near-zero desertion rate.


Page 29
The Memento Mori was equipped with a proper gymnasium and a firing range,
Troop ship eqiupped with training facilities. The interestng thing in the novel is that it's strongly implied the troop ship (and possibly others) are dedicated troopships to the Krieg forces they're assigned to. They have artwork and decoration that is Krieg (EG skulls and death) and the captain has worked with Kriergers like the commissars for quite awhile. Not unlike Gaunt having a frigate to carry the Ghosts, really.


Page 29
The Krieg officers tended to eat with the lower ranks, having risen through those ranks themselves.
You know, this might be worthwhile to have played up if it weren't for the fact they keep trying to spin them as mindless meat droid zombies.


PAge 29-30
“Jungle Fighters.” Mannheim was impressed. “I’ve heard they can be difficult.”

“Not especially,” said Costellin casually, “if you know how to deal with them. I earned their respect and their trust, and they more than earned mine. The Death Korps remind me of them, in some ways. They fight as hard, and are just as unshakeable. You know, the combined Krieg regiments have the lowest desertion rate in the Imperial Guard. It’s as near as damn it to zero.”
The 'near zero' desertion I mentioned earlier. Also compared to Catachans i some ways, although they are quite obviously diffrent from Catachans in a good many ways (Catachans having personality, for one.) Again the 'meat droid' angle really hampers what could otherwise have been an interesting hook.


Page 30
“They certainly aren’t afraid of dying,”
...
“In the right cause, no.”

“And don’t get me wrong, they are perfectly respectful."
..
“You just don’t know how to relate to them,”
..
"I can’t tell what they’re thinking, how they’re feeling. What is it that drives them, Costellin?”
Commissars talking. Noteworthy because it speaks more to the 'inspiration/morale' aspects of the Commissars, and that psychology. Rather than just shooting people in the head.


Page 30-32
..Krieg had been lain waste by the bloodiest and most brutal civil war...
...
"buried beneath the Ferrograd hive, in a secret vault constructed by the Adeptus Mechanicus, the colonel had found a cache of forbidden weapons, antique devices of death, that were anything but conventional."
...
"“The greatest hero in Krieg’s history,” said Costellin, “is the man who destroyed
it."
...
"he detonated those missiles in the atmosphere.”
...
"The missiles destroyed the ecosystem,” Costellin confirmed. “Jurten killed billions of his own people, but he also evened the odds against him."
mention of being outnumbered thousands to one, the enemy having control of the planetary defenses (preventing reinforcement from offworld) and the enemy controlling vastly greater resources. The nukes equalized that (and note that nukes are considered 'unconventional' weapons by Imperial stnadards. Although they have plenty of analogues like melta and plasma warheads so this isn't a great problem.) Otherwise its pretty much as described in the Vraks supplements, which is why we're dealing with the MEat Droids of Krieg.



Page 32
"It’ll be a long time before you get another one, believe me. The Departmento Munitorum has a habit of forgetting to apportion leave to Death Korps regiments, and the Death Korps regiments have a habit of not complaining about it.”
Again 'Meat Droids'. Again suprrise at anyone getting leave in the Guard at all, and again why the Munitorum must love the Krieg.


Page 32
“If morale is so high in the Death Korps of Krieg, if discipline is no problem, then you don’t understand why they need commissars at all.”
How can morale be high if they have none? :P


Page 34
He glanced at the giant hololithic display, but saw only a few distant points of light in the infinite blackness through which they were journeying.
Recall that Hololiths are supposed to be RARE.


Page 35
“We are scheduled to rendezvous with the troop ship Divine Judgement in fifteen days,” added the first general, “to take on new recruits. We will now require them to come to us, as soon as is practical for them."
Like Vostroyans, Krieg get reinforcement from their homeworld. Also the time, note that for commentary later re: reinforcements


Page 36
“The generals will tell us what we need to know,” he said, “when they decide we need to know it. In the meantime, you wanted to know why a Death Korps regiment needs a commissar."
...
"This is your job from now on, Mannheim, at least the greater part of it. You’re a diplomat first and foremost. It’s up to you to mediate between the Death Korps and the planetary governors, between the Death Korps and the civilians, the Adeptus Mechanicus, sometimes even the rest of the Imperial Guard.”
Part 1 of why they need Commissars. Someone has to mediate between those they will deal with - including other Guardsmen. which again highlights that 'diplomatic' and psychological aspect of Commissars, which is nicer than seeing 'BLAM' all the time. Note the Kriegers also keep secrets even from Commissars, and apparently this is okay.


PAge 37
“It’s a fact. As you have already observed, they have no fear of dying. In fact, they welcome it. To die in the Emperor’s service is their lives’ sole purpose. It’s an attitude our leaders have no wish to discourage, of course.”

...
“Try talking to a Krieg Guardsman some time. You’ll find he has no hopes, no dreams, no desires, nothing but his orders and the prospect of a violent end. As far as he is concerned, there is nothing else. He is a dead man walking.”
..
“The men of Krieg,” explained Costellin, “still bear the guilt of their world’s sins. It is instilled in them from the moment they are born. They are taught they must atone for their ancestors’ rebellion."
A bit of setup. one of the Commissars noted that the skulls and the masks of the Krieg set up on their ships make them morbid. Other commissar notes death is a way of life to them. Hence the other details, which is hiliarious because it shows that the Munitorum basically set out to KEEP them this way. Up to the point of no hopes, dreams, anything. They're more alien than the aliens they fight. GRIMDARK!

The bit about having guilt and sin and all that history drilled into them (brainwashing) is especially telling - that probably is deliberate on the Munitorum's part.


Page 38
"That’s the other reason why the Death Korps of Krieg needs people like us: because sometimes, just sometimes, they need to be stopped from going too far.”
The other job of a Krieg commissar is to be the voice of reason and to moderate their actions/behaviour. Because they're so hardcore meat droidy. Which is also hilarious for its absurdity, given the image of Commissars executing people more often than acting reasonable.

Also hilarious is that this is the aspect of Jurten they inherited along with their sins. I bet that wasn't deliberate on the Munitorum's part.


Page 39
He had turned on the holocaster several times, almost every hour throughout the long night, watching the latest reports.
40K version of TV I guess.


Page 42
An hour ago, Gunthar had called up a hololithic display of all the mine tunnels beneath Hieronymous City.


Again RARE technology, being used by mere CIVILIANS.


Page 43
He felt his stomach churning as a heavy lifter carried his autocab down. He had taken public transport because official cars were scarce and he hadn’t wanted to wait for one.
The bulk of transport through a city is public transport (lifters and autocabs which work together) and private vehicles are rare.


Page 43
Kreuz was perched on the curved seat beside him, her eyes as blank as the dataslate in her lap. She was Gunthar’s lex-scribe—he qualified for his own lex-scribe now—and she went everywhere he did.
Some sort of lexmechanic? Probably not, but maybe close to that, she does betray a personality later.


Page 43
This was where the metal ore extracted from the ground below was smelted down. Gunthar saw an idling truck, waiting to be loaded up with the preciousmaterials thus obtained. They would be conveyed to the nearest space port, and from there to an Imperial forge world, to be fashioned into the machinery of war.
Mention of the Mining world's output. apparently given that they provide plasteel and adamantium, they don't just mine the stuff, but they refine it and prepare it. Also implies that plasteel employs some elements that are mined from the planet. Probably not petrochem or promethium, given the complete absence of mention of either and the relative scarcity of personal vehicles (running on chem burning fuels, as we noted before.)


Page 43-44
The burly man shook his head and pointed to the yellow earplugs he was wearing.
..
He found rebreathers, safety helmets and goggles, slung from hooks beside the lifter cages. The first rebreather he tried didn’t work, but as he placed the second over his mouth, the air tasted cooler and fresher.
The fact that there is ANY safety gear at all is frankly amazing.



Page 45
Squinting through this haze, he saw dark tunnel openings and vast banks of ancient, rusted machinery. Cogitators clicked and ground to themselves, as an army of mine labourers and servitors teemed between them.
The mining uses cogitators, servitors as well as human labourers. Pretty fancy for 40K.


Page 47
“that most of the men won’t work this tunnel anymore. I’ve been forced to rely on the servitors, and you know what they can be like. If I don’t watch over them constantly…”
...
There were ten servitors present, semi-human drones, probably grown in vats. Little better than mutants, he thought, though at least these creatures were programmed to serve the Imperium.

As mining servitors, these particular creatures had also been augmented to suit the conditions down here. Their rebreathers were bonded with their flesh, welded to their bones, replacing the bottom halves of their faces. In place of arms, they had rock drills and piston-driven hammers, while muscle stimulants and growth hormones had given them strength enough to cope with back-breaking work that would have killed a normal man.
Mining servitors. The enhancements are interesting, as is the fact they need to be watched constantly (the drawback for this particular model?) Also interesting is that being vat grown they'r ethought of as mutants, although more precisely they'd be abhuman probably. Or semi-human.


Page 47
It stood at the right-hand edge of the tunnel, just a metre or so back from the end.

About two metres tall—no, a little less than that, a bit shorter than Gunthar.
Implying Gunthar is just 'a bit shorter' than two metres.


Page 52
A safety issue has arisen in one of the tunnels. Mr. Soreson here is from the Officio Primaris, and he has decided—” Gunthar nodded impatiently. “We need to contact the foremen of the neighbouring mines too, warn them—”
Again by 40K standards this is positively humanitarian.


Page 59
..two autocabs sat waiting. Arex climbed into the first of these, swiped her identity tag through the reader and found Gunthar’s address on a scrolling hololithic city map. The engine started with a judder and an ozone whiff, and the cab moved off.
...
..she followed her progress on the map. A dotted red line showed the cab’s intended route through the city..
Autocabs. automated public transport, like a taxi. Probably pay service as well.


Page 61
The autocabs drew power from the skyways themselves. If there was no power in this sector, if that much was true, then there were no cabs… and no lifters.
Much of the transports in the city are electrical


Page 61
She could always flag down a proctor, she thought. Their vehicles had independent power sources… didn’t they?
Meaning fossil fuel burners are rare :P


Page 63
The insects looked like no species native to this world. They were silver in hue, and far too large. They were the size of a large rat. No, bigger than that even. They were flying, but Arex could see no wings.
Necron scarabs.


Page 71
He tied on his armoured breastplate, checked his plasma pistol and his chainsword before he holstered them.He could already feel the deck plates ringing beneath twenty thousand pairs of boots.
The commissar here, interestingly, has his own breastplate. Cain by contrast had to hide the fact he wore carapace under his outfit.

Also implied 20,000 troops. Whether this is per regiment or all of them (5,000 per regiment) we don't know.


Page 72
The drop-ship assigned to the 186th regiment was cycling its engines in the upper portside hangar bay. The company commanders were marshalling their troops in this vast, echoing space
Apparently each regiment (of 4) has its own drop ship. Which implies yet another dropship that can carry thousands, or tens of thousands, of troops/



Page 73
“Has the Departmento Munitorum even been apprised of this operation? There hardly seems to have been time for astropathic messages to have been exchanged.”
...
“They must have told you something,” said Costellin, “about this threat that has apparently emerged from nowhere in the four hours since we made orbit.”

Page 76
Despite the threat of the soldiers’ lasguns, some civilians were still slow to obey, but the Centaur’s drivers had no patience with these. They were bulldozed aside, and one man shrieked in agony as a six-tonne chassis rolled over his foot on caterpillar tracks and reduced it to pulp.
The Krieg are unfeeling assholes. Newsflash!


Page 76-77
One of the other drop-ships had beaten his to the surface, and the Krieg 103rd had almost completed their disembarkation. They were unloading their equipment now, trailer after trailer being towed onto the ramp by Centaur support vehicles.
..
Behind the Centaurs came the more powerful Trojans, dragging heavy mortars and quad-launchers in their wake—and behind these came the big guns, massive Earthshaker cannons and the older but no less impressive Medusas.
...
Costellin’s regiment was unloading now too—Colonel 186 had briefed them on the way down, so they knew what was expected of them—and the final two dropships were also arriving...
Again each regiment seems to have its own drop ship (thousands or tens of thousands of troops each) as well as their vehicles and artillery.


Page 81-82
“It may be too late by then. Have you heard of the necrons, colonel? No, of course you haven’t. Few living men have. Most of those who have encountered them, if they have survived the experience, have been driven insane by it.”
..
“Back when I was a young man,” said Costellin, “it was forbidden to even speak of them. Still, the rumours persisted. It was said the necrons are an ancient race, that they were already dying when the eldar were young—and that, to save themselves, they sealed themselves into great underground tombs and slept. It was said that the necrons have slept for millions of years, and that now they are awakening.”
..
"What I am trying to say is that, in a position like mine, you… hear things; things that, perhaps, it might have been best not to hear. I have heard tales of worlds on which necron tombs have been discovered, and of the inevitable fates of those worlds.”
Necrons still seem to be a race that is rarely talked about by the Imperium at large. Even amongst the commissars.



Page 82
“with an army such as we had on Dask—but we are four regiments, colonel, and depleted regiments at that. I just wonder, if what I suspect is true, if direct confrontation is our best strategy in this situation. We might be better advised to, if you’ll pardon my language, get the Golden Throne out of here!”

“Reinforcements are en route from Krieg,” said the colonel.

“I suspect it’s not ground troops we need,” said Costellin, “but rather a battery of cyclonic torpedoes that can blast this whole damned planet to space dust. But, of course, Hieronymous Theta is rich in minerals, a valuable resource to the Imperium.”
They're pulling reinforcements from Krieg. Earlier it was noted they were supposed to meet with a troop ship to receive the reinforcements, but those reinforcements would meet them at their destination. We know the troop ship was the closest to respond, probably within the sector, so that means they would have had to haul ass across the sector (at best) to meet the troop ship within 15 days (recall that this world is on the outer edge of TEmpestus and Krieg is on the inner edge close to Segmentum Solar) We're probably talking a good 20-30,000 light years at least (in one dimension, possibly two or even three times this depending where on the edge they're located) for both troop ships to arrive. Assuming each covers an equal distance in 15 days we're talking 240,000-365,000c on average. at least. If the troop ship carrying the reinforcements makes the bulk of the journey (say 70%) we're tlaking 340,000-511,000c at least. Hundreds of thousands of c either way, although the planet under threat was their destination to begin with so hauling ass tens of thousands of LY just to intercept reinforcements and then hauling ass back makes no sense. Further refinement of the calc may be possible later.

Also Commissar's comments indicate that the best way of delaing with the Necrons is ot evacuate and blast the planet from orbit. He actually comments on evacuation being a better option than fighting, but the Krieg are assholes that way. This makes the Commissar even more cain like, what with his actual will to live and interest in survival (of himself and others), his concern for others (rather than being a mindless fanatic), and generally betraying human feelings and emotions (such as enjoying and anticipating getting leave.)

But since the world is important, they fight for it rather than simply blasting it. Pretty much SOP for the Imperium.


page 83
He knew that, under normal circumstances, the Krieg generals would never have pitted their regiments against a necron force, a force whose numbers and capabilities were virtually unknown. They would have run their battlefield projections and concluded that the risk of defeat, of destruction, was far too great.
Krieg are mathematical, y'see.


Page 83
...the Memento Mori had been close at hand when the situation on Hieronymous Theta had been reported.They had a rare chance here, to respond to a necron incursion—if such this proved to be—in its earliest stages. They were gambling that their troops could contain that incursion before it took hold...
...
...the first decisive blow, against an enemy the Imperium had only just been compelled to acknowledge, one it hadn’t even begun to work out how to counter.

And the stakes of that gamble were some twenty thousand men.
The Krieg are here as an experiment in preemptive-strikes. Basically.


Page 85
He thought about a report he had once read, filed by the legendary Ciaphas Cain, concerning a campaign fought on the frozen world of Simia Orichalcae. The report had been redacted, of course, the threat faced by Cain left unnamed, but two facts had impressed themselves upon Costellin’s mind: that said threat had emerged from the planet’s mine tunnels, and that Simia Orichalcae had ultimately been destroyed to contain it.
Amazing what multi-gigaton explosions can do, isn't it? :P

Actually, the more probable result was as Cain indicated earlier in the story - he called in a request from the Navy and they decimated the planet to eradicate the necron presence. It's consistnetly noted thorughout this novel (starting with the Commissar requesting his battery of cyclonics) that Exterminatus-like measures are the only way to really eradicate the necrons. Which pretty much fits with the events in Caves of Ice in that regard. The FAE would have just disabled or crippled them allowing the Imperial presence to evacuate.

It is also neat to know Cain's archives extend just beyond this novel, so I'll give Steve Lyons that. Also apparently his accounts are more than just Inquisitorial record, although Costellian may have just read an 'abridged' version.


Page 85
They had lost so many men on Dask, almost a third of their complement.
Which means they lost maybe 10K men. If that's per regiment, then thats 30K per regiment. If thats in total, that means there's around 7-8 thousnad men per regiment.


Page 89
He heard a trooper talking on his vox-handset, and was pleased that at least they weren’t totally cut off from the rest of the world. The trooper gave the convoy’s position,
Vox-handsets for the troops. Whether each PDF soldier is equipped with one or just the officers we don't know, but no mention of officers for the troops escorting the convoy is mentioned (there's like 4 troops mentioned.) so its quite likely that all troops have their own personal vox.


Page 93
This second creature lashed out with its blades, and slashed through an armoured chest plate as if it were made of paper.
The PDF troops have rigid armor rather than just fancy armored coats. I imagine its Cadian-style flak.


Page 94
The surviving trooper set his lasgun to automatic and fired wildly. At least two of his bolts struck and injured civilians, but enough thudded into his target to send it reeling. As Gunthar watched with another prayer on his lips, the ghoul fell and lay twitching. The trooper put his lasgun to its head and blew out its brains—if indeed it had had brains inside that ghastly metal skull.
Single barrage of lasfire from a single trooper manages to cripple Necron, which is eradicated with headshot. Reflects the 'precision-based' nature of necron fire, but full auto probably is an effective means as long as your accuracy is good and they're not attacking you.

Not sure if 'blowing ou the brains' is literal, probably not, but blowing out/headsploding a metal skull is at least single if not double digit kj - although this is further complicated not only by the context but by the fact (from Hellforged) Living metal isnt normal shit so calcing it is hard.


Page 105
“Then it is my duty to inform you, Governor Hanrik, that Hieronymous Theta is under martial law. You are hereby relieved of your position.”
IG colonel can relieve the governor of his position when martial law is in effect. Funny enough, the Commissar has to play diplomat here too.


Page 106
He explained that, according to scans run by his orbiting troop ship, over a hundred towers had lost at least their top forty storeys...
Troopship providing orbital recon. TRENCH WARFARE.


Page 107
“Fifty Krieg grenadiers, about a quarter of them armed with melta guns, against half as many ghouls, and even they took almost thirty per cent casualties.”
A ratio of 1 heavy weapon per 4-5 Grenadiers. More than other Grenadiers get. They win, although with losses.


Page 108
Hanrik was waiting for Colonel Braun as his convoy of open-topped half-tracks pulled up at the space port entrance.
PDF halftracks.


Page 112
“This space port and its environs, General Hanrik, are packed with able-bodied refugees, bereft of purpose. Whatever functions those people once had in your society, they can no longer serve them.”
...
“You agreed,” said the colonel, “that your people are a resource, and we must surely utilise all the resources at our disposal."
Drafting civilians as cannon fodder in a military situation is accepted Krieg practice. Which is not surprising, since alot of worlds do this quite often. They also intend to close off the evacuation routes to (hopefully) contain the Necrons (which we know will fail), thereby stranding even more civilians. Again that 'mathematics of war' mindset behind the Krieger.

They end up drafting everyone from 15-45


Page 114
"Does Calder have a tracking device with him? It should look like a vox-handset, but smaller, black, with—”
Implies the hand vox are probably very small and portable. Doesn't mean all squads have them, but it's still interesting gear nonetheless.


Page 121
There had been no warning, just a burst of flame in which the creature’s skin coat had been vaporised, the metal skeleton beneath it melted.
Melta gun. AT least ignites flesh (125 j per sq cm) but its impossible to calc beyond that. At least MJ range.


Page 122
A platoon of skull-masked Guardsmen had arrived from the east, outnumbering the ghouls more than three to one. Only a handful had meltas, but the remainder were armed with what looked to Carwen like hellguns, more powerful lasgun variants—he had handled one in training, but never since—and these too were having some effect.

..
Another two were vaporised, two more felled by crimson bolts.
Less well armed than the previously mentioned squad, but taking on at least 10 Flayers, although 15-20 more show up later and they still win (although taking some 20 casualties total) - but with fewer meltas as well. Again hellgun fire from platton of Grenadiers backed by meltas can help take down Necrons.

PDF trooper has handled hellguns.


Page 123
Sergeant Flast’s body was set alight by a melta’s near-miss; a ghoul hurled it at the Guardsmen’s lines, a flaming missile,...
He's later mentioned to be 'cremated' but not by direct hit. Means a glancing hit will still cremate (eventually) which says alot about the energetic output. At least 125 j per sq cm, for 10,000 sq cm surface area (at least) is 1.25 MJ at least for near miss. Probably many times that .


Page 123
Those ten Guardsmen had offered their lives, without a moment’s hesitation, to buy time for the others to regroup.
...
Another ghoul was vaporised, while a third was cut down in a crossfire of lasbeams. Another, to Carwen’s amazement, was run through by a bayonet, collapsing into the liquid remains of one of its kin.
Krieger tactics (and meat droid personatliies) as well as an indicator about taking down necrons. Whilst raw firepower or powerful area effect attacks work, precision hits work, which is why lasguns and even meltas can take down troops. The problem, of course, is in being able to land that sort of precision fire, esp in close combat and given the Necron's penchant for teleport.


Page 124
He was flensed to death in two terrible seconds, revenged in the next by a salvo of hellgun bolts.
More hellgun fire downing Necron.
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Page 124
Only the meltas were killing the ghouls, killing them for good—
Again comment on taking down necrons and their durability vs firepower.


Page 126
Finding a target amid the melee was harder than he had expected. He didn’t trust himself not to strike a Guardsman by accident. His fellow gunmen were not so reticent. Friendly fire had just vaporised another two of their comrades, albeit taking a ghoul with them. No doubt they had reasoned that, if they didn’t take those shots, then those men were dead anyway.
More Krieg tactics. Not sure whether hellguns or meltas vaporised, betting on the latter, but its pretty.. mathematical.


Page 128
“Sergeant Flast, sir,” he said, “but he’s dead. You just cremated the body.”
Implies the melta inflicted cremation on the trooper, but as we know it was still intact and burning, so it couldn't have been the melta alone. That means that even glancing melta blasts can cremate indirectly, although they do it more by igniting the body - but human bodies are hard to ignite.


Page 129
Another Krieg Guardsman, taller and thinner than most, stalked the skyway, examining the fallen, dispensing medical care to a handful of survivors. Scuttling about him were a pair of servitors, who carried supplies for him and were also laden down with spare hellguns. When the medic found a Guardsman injured beyond hope, he spoke a quiet benediction over him and shot him through the head. Then he stripped the equipment from the Guardsman’s corpse and handed it to the servitors.
...
Still, the medic produced a syringe and attached it to the fallen trooper’s arm.
..
“We are cut off from our supply lines. We must make the most of the resources available to us.” The syringe was full now, and the medic passed it to a servitor. “Your comrade has no further use for this blood, but it could save a life with which the Emperor can be served."
Quartermasters. It's frankly amazing they're giving the troops medical care at all (in contrast to Vraks IIRC), but its still pretty much 'meat droid' mentality. Even up to salvaging blood. Which is interesting, because how can they know the troopers are the right blood type?


Page 130
He had noticed, however, that one of the Guardsmen carried a voxcaster, so it seemed probable that the lieutenant was wearing a discreet comm-bead.
Kriegers (the officers at least) apparently carry comm beads as well as voxcasters. given how quiet the troopers are in combat (and their wearing of masks) and the need to relay orders even to meat droids, its a safe bet all Kriegers have them.

Also hand-vox seem to be distinct from vox-casters here.


Pgae 137
They found a PDF half-track and, littering the skyway around it, the remains of a PDF squad.


PDF halftrack again.


Page 142
Another beam stabbed out in Gunthar’s direction and struck a pale-faced, puffy-eyed woman beside him, slicing through her right elbow. She gaped disbelievingly at the cauterised stump of her arm....
Blowing the limb off could be done with as little as single digit kj. Cauterization (if we assume flash burns can cauterize) could be easily 8-10 kj at least (3rd degree burns) or more. This assumes a single pulse, rather than a cutting beam, and no overpenetration - depending on source and context both are possible.


Page 151
"We’ve already lost two squads this morning, and the flyers they were in."
The Theta PDF forces have flyers as well as ground vehicles.


Page 153
“A black stone pyramid. It must be about…” He thumbed up some figures on the display, and performed a quick calculation. “It’s at least two hundred storeys high, and almost a kilometre along each side of the base.”
...
“It came from underground. My guess would be that this construct is the source of all our problems: the necron tomb itself.”
Unless there is more of the tomb underground, that is the smallest Necron tomb I have ever seen.


page 154
..“emanating from the apex of the pyramid, pulsing green in the visible spectrum but also… is this right? These figures seem to indicate that much of the energy is bleeding off into… into realms unknown.”

“Like a beacon,” said Hanrik. “Like the necrons are… Do you think they could be sending out a distress signal? Calling for help?”
...
“We have put our tech-priests to work on this data,” said the colonel, “and they are attempting to block that transmission."
Necron signals (energies) seem to be multi-dimensional, which is consistent with other sources (EG Hammer and Anvil, hellforged) and again the AdMech seem not only able to detect/scan for them, but they seem confident of being able to jam them. so why no FTL comms?


Page 155
“Hanrik has charge of the Planetary Defence Force, and a great deal of clout with the citizenry of this world.."
...
"That means he commands a substantial amount of resources, not least a number of flyers, for which I should think a use could present itself."
Again his PDF and planetary resources include 'flyers' which the commissar considers of use to the Krieg.


Page 158-159
He whirled around, snatching his plasma pistol from its holster. He found himself facing a giant, at least ten metres tall. It was hovering impossibly above one of the Medusas, about a hundred metres away from where Costellin stood.
..
It was wrapped in the tattered remnants of a royal blue cloak, and it wielded an arcane staff almost as tall as itself, a pair of curved prongs extending like horns from the tip.
..
He had trained his own pistol upon the apparition, but he held himself back from squeezing the trigger.
Holographic image of a probable Necorn Lord. 100 metres away, yet the Commissar clearly conisders his plasma pistol to be within potential range of it.


Page 160
Enginseers had been at work running translation matrices over the necron giant’s message...
...
“This world is mine,” they said. “I am its lord and master. My people trod this soil millennia before your upstart race was born. You built your cities over ours as we slept, but we have woken now to reclaim what was ours. Leave this world now, or we will destroy you.”
The Krieg's admech contingent can translate necron messages. The fact a message was sent at all, nevermind the content as per above, indicate we're dealing with 5th edition necrons. Which means that they have more character and better personalities than your average Krieger.


Page 162
"those nine billion people, they are asking why we can’t… There are so few rescue ships available. I just think, if we could buy a little more time, time to save a few more of them…”
...
Perhaps he was even right, if the necrons saw that a full-scale evacuation of Hieronymous Theta was under way, then perhaps this would satisfy them. It could mean the salvation of some nine billion souls, and there was always the option of scorching the planet once the exodus was done, as indeed Costellin had initially counselled...
...
He knew, however, that neither the Krieg colonel nor his generals would see things that way. Even if such an exodus could have been organised, they would consider the price to be paid for those nine billion souls too high—and, much to his regret, Costellin couldn’t disagree with them.
Interesting in one regard for mention once again of destorying the planet to defeat the Necrons, but more importanlty the implication that they could - if sufficient ships were amassed, evacuate the entire population of 9 billion or so off the planet. Which is not too improable once you consider the number of people they have to transport for colonization, annual IG recruitment tithes (recall that hive worlds like Armageddon can be expected to provide 100 million or more troops annually...) and the sheer size/volume of Imperial shipping iwthin a sector.

On the other hand, evacuating a planet by Krieger perspective (and backed up by the Commissar this time) is considered too high a cost - mainly because the Imperium never gives up a planet willingly to anyone.


Page 171
..the squat, black shape of a PDF flyer low above him...
Seems to carry about a squad or so of troops


Page 173
The Guardsman had disintegrated, like the servitor in the mine tunnel had been disintegrated, layer by layer in a fraction of a second.
...
...his crumbling skeleton and in between, a searing, flash-frame image of a human face, as expressionless as the mask had been, its muscles only just beginning to contract in pain and horror.
Gauss weapon in effect. seems to disintegrate faster than the Krieg meat droid can react (in and of itself amazing)


Page 173
..Two of the four cadavers were vaporised..
Meltaguns vs Necrons again.


page 174
“Where do you think you’re running to?” the Guardsman growled. “You have a weapon in your hands, don’t you? For the Emperor’s sake, use it!”
More personality from a Krieger than the entire novel shows. They are later mentioned as aying 'may the Emperor have mercy on our worthless.." which gives you an idea of their grimdarkified personality.


Page 174
..Gunthar saw a third of them incinerated, a fourth, and…...
...
...struck by their emerald beams...
...
...the stink of ozone and burnt flesh filling his nostrils.
Possibly tesla weapons, but they have distinctly thermal effects regardless, so it may be gauss weapons.


Page 182
A voice buzzed through the comm-bead the quartermaster had provided for him: a sub-vocalised report to the platoon from their current scout.
Krieger grenadiers (at least) have comm beads, and they can subvocalize.


Page 189
For the first time, the young trooper missed his lasgun. The hellgun may have been more powerful, but the trade-off for this was a far shorter range.


Krieg hellguns (at least) are shorter ranged than lasguns.


Page 190
To Carwen’s dismay, none of the necrons fell. He wasn’t sure if this was because they were too far away for the full strength of the beams to reach them.
Hellgun beams degrade with distance - at least against targets like Necrons.


Page 198
“We lost something in the region of eighteen hundred men.”
...
“More than a third of the 42nd’s remaining complement."
Again suggesting the Krieg troops have on average around 5000 troops or so left from their original complement.


Page 199
"Their beacon is still transmitting despite our tech-priests’ most strenuous attempts to block the signal.”

“Perhaps you have forgotten, Commissar Costellin,” said the colonel, “that our own reinforcements are scheduled to arrive in two days.”
Mention again of the admehc trying to jam the signal, and the recruits finally arriving in a few days.


Page 203
“what if they are using our own power to achieve it? What if they can’t wake their troops or… or operate their beacon without it?”
...
“we have all been frustrated by the necrons’ ability to regenerate themselves after almost any wound. It could be that the power to do this too emanates not from within their tomb but from without.”
It is speculated hte Necrons may be tapping the capital's powerplants to operate at least some of its systems - the beacon, possibly the teleport and self repair capabilities, etc.


Page 205
"A squad of grenadiers under my command extracted Soreson from the city three weeks ago."
A minimum amount of time spent on the planet, and thus time for the troop ship to be deploying. At roughly no less than 3 weeks over 20-30 K ly we're talking 347,000-520,000c.


Page 206
"we still have an old burrowing vehicle aboard the Memento Mori,”
...
“A Termite,” recalled Costellin, “but its engines make one Golden Throne of a racket."
The Kriegers have a Termite. Second mention of usch in an IG novel I recall (the other being in Ice Guard) According to Forge World such vechiels are the sole province of the AdMech :P


Page 206
...Costellin was certainly not one to hide behind a desk when the fighting started. However, he was used to choosing his own battles, and with considerably more regard for his own safety than the Death Korps officers tended to display for theirs.
The Commissar is more sane than the Kriegers - at least has a better sense of his own self preservation. :P He also wonders if perhaps the Krieg Colonel is trying to get him killed to get rid of him. Another similarity between Krieg and Catachan! :P


Page 209
Costellin had been told that the war on Krieg was long ended, had expected its ecosphere would have begun to recover by now.
...
The men of Krieg were still warring, no longer to resolve their ideological differences but each now to prove himself worthy of dying for the Emperor.
The Kriegers planet is still fucked up because of their training regime to meet their 'debt' to the Emperor.


Page 210
“Acceptable casualties. It happens sooner than you think, doesn’t it? I still do it myself sometimes.”
...
“Start to see them as numbers. Start to share the total lack of regard that the men of Krieg have for their own lives. Emperor knows, it is easier that way.”
..
"Look at those soldiers, try to see past their masks. They’re fresh from Krieg, do you know what that means? It means they are fourteen or fifteen years old, most of them, and already they have known a lifetime of conflict.”

“It’s the same on many worlds,” argued Mannheim. “Of course, conditions are harsher on Krieg than most, and that breeds a certain type of individual.”

“No,” said Costellin quietly, “it is we who do that.”
More Grimdark commentary on the Krieg perspective of war and the effects it has on those more human (more sane) people who deal with them. 14-15 year old soldiers WOULD be unusual for the Imperium, given that prior novels (Death World, Fifftene Hours, Rebel Winter etc.) mention 17-18 to be recruited.

And according to Costellin (as alluded to before) the Imperium takes advantage of the Krieg - hell makes the situation even worse - just to create the Munitorum's 'ideal' soldiers. (EG perfectly obedient and fearless cannon fodder.)


Page 210-211
“visit Krieg for yourself and you’ll see. You’ll see that its people aren’t inhuman, just dehumanised.”
...
Costellin’s thoughts had drifted back again, this time to a brick tunnel and the stale odour of infinitely recycled air. Never before or since had he seen so many people packed into so confined a space. Most had been women, most with child, and all of them shuffling through their lives in a chemical stupor.
...
"I told you, Mannheim, I told you on the troop ship, that the Death Korps of Krieg are a valuable resource to the Imperium, the perfect soldiers. The question, I suppose, is how much should we be prepared to sacrifice for that ideal? To how many horrors must we blind ourselves?”

“I’m sure it is not our place to question,” said Mannheim stiffly.

“But if not us, then who? Who will say when things have gone too far?”
Costellin's POV on the Krieg. Again we get how dehumanised they are to make them 'ideal' troops for the Imperium (or rather the Munitorum), and how that it is deliberately done (or at least, it is deliberately abused by that Munitorum) and how uttelry wrong it is.

Also note that the Krieg apparently do use natural births still, so the 'clone' thing can't be the sole answer for Kriegers.


Page 211
"If we had done as you wished, if we had destroyed this planet, then people would still have died. We could never have carried out a full evacuation in the time we had.”
Mention again of destroying the planet to defeat the Necrons (like the planet in Caves of Ice) and the fact they could evacuate the planet - apparently all 9 billion of it. so its at least possible to do.


Page 211-212
“I just worry, sometimes, about us. I worry that we are becoming as dehumanised as they are, too used to dealing in ‘acceptable casualties’, in numbers. We forget that behind each of those numbers is a life—an abused, joyless life perhaps, but a life all the same."
Again the whole 'dehumanisation' schtick of the Krieg. Grimdark! It's the reason I find this novel the worst (because its about the Krieg) but its also why I find this Commissar so likeable - because he is a human amidst a bunch of alien, abused, Krieg. He acknoweldges how unnatural and unusual and horrible it is. It's just a pity that isn't more of a theme in this book rather than the whole grimdark crap, but then again I don't know if you could do much to rectify the Meat Droids angle. I would have much preferred going with the Warriors of Ultramar view (more fatalistic and fanatical than completely dehumanised.)


Page 231
A blur of push-ups and pull-ups, four-kilometre runs and ten-kilometre marches. Drill instructors screaming themselves hoarse, but rarely at him.
...
He learned military codes of conduct, vehicle and weapon recognition, basic first aid, survival skills and how to make up his bunk.
...
His marksmanship was poor to begin with, but Gunthar practised on the makeshift range at the foot of the space port hill until he could at least hit the plasterboard target with two shots out of three.
PDF training.


Page 232-233
That was when the ten-kilometre marches became twenty, the trainees’ backpacks filled with stones to simulate the weight of equipment they didn’t have. First muster was brought forward an hour, then another...
...
Exercises frequently endured beyond sunset, and Gunthar became used to subsisting on four hours’ sleep per night.
...
They spoke in quiet, measured tones, laden with threat, and were quick to dispense extra duties to recruits who disappointed them. “You aren’t training to fight old ladies and crippled mutants anymore,” a masked Guardsman growled in Gunthar’s ear once. “You are training to fight with the Death Korps of Krieg, and I intend to make sure you are worthy of that honour, else you will be wasting the life you have been given.”

Another instructor, addressing Gunthar’s whole platoon, told how at the age of twelve he had been given a lasgun and sent into a rad-zone to hunt down mutants, a mission from which a third of his squad had not returned....
...
...a watchmaster demanded forty push-ups from a trainee whose boots weren’t sufficiently polished.
Krieg style training, suitably grimdark.


Page 234
Gunthar was taught that his officers were the Emperor, as far as he was concerned, and that to question a lawful order was the foulest kind of blasphemy.

Trainees were addressed only as numbers now, punished for the merest mentions of their old names. Gunthar was made to run around the space port three times with his rock-filled backpack for carelessly referring to himself as “I” instead of as “this trooper”...
...
It was decreed that some of the trainees had become too comfortable with each other, so the platoons were reformed to split up old friends and new comrades alike.
More Krieg dehumanising grimdarkery.


Page 247
He knew that Krieg grenadiers were the elite of the elite, the best possible men to have at his back, but it had long been said that, when a Guardsman was promoted to their illustrious ranks, it was because he had lived too long. Grenadier squads had a brutal mortality rate even for the Death Korps, and the skulls they wore over their regulation rebreather masks were a symbol that they accepted, and were honoured by, their impending martyrdom.
And its only natural that your elite troopers be suicide squads which you give your heaviest armour and best weaponry to.


Page 256
His pistol was still flaring and, gratifyingly, its plasma bursts consumed whole areas of the swarm...
...
The grenadiers’ melta guns—the few they had between them—were having a similar effect, while their hellguns destroyed what they hit, but their focused beams could only take out two or three of their scores of targets at a time.
Area of effect of weapons. Plasma guns and melta weapons have large areas of effect, hellguns are more focused and proably only take out multiple scarabs due to overpenetration (rather than proximity effects)


Page 265
Tylar was holding something, and at last Arex could make it out: a red, ovoid shape, stamped with the stark black image of a skull and crossbones. “This,” said Tylar, “is a krak grenade. It’s designed to blow through tank armour, so its blast is far stronger and more concentrated than that of the more familiar frag grenade. If I were to pull this pin now, trust me, there would be no chance of any of us surviving with shrapnel wounds, least of all our self-appointed, self-serving High Priest here.”
Krak grenade. More powerful than a frag, but apparently it still has a sort of area of effect and creates shrapnel - at least enough to wipe out multiple humans (a good many humans, dozens easily) which is pretty remarkable for a handheld focused explosive.


Page 270
Amareth had whistled up a PDF truck
another PDF vehicle.


Page 275
He had been issued with the lasgun that morning: the Krieg Lucius-pattern variant, more powerful than the local PDF model but consequently a greedier consumer of power. Gunthar had been warned that each of his three power packs was good for only twenty-five shots.
Krieg lasgun pattern, as per IA5. If we compare it to the 60 shot lasguns from FFG the Krieg lasgun consumes 2.4x the power, assuming the same power pack. assuming between 200 and 1000 KJ per powerpack we get between 8 and 40 kj per shot.


Page 276
There weren’t enough vehicles to transport everyone, so almost two thousand troopers had been marched down the space port hill, along the approach road to the city.
Even the Krieg make use of vehicle transport when available, obviously.


Page 277
"Those who can, switch your guns to Full Auto and give those walking cadavers all you’ve got."
Some lasguns have full auto, others don't.


Page 279
His Krieg gun had no Full Auto setting. “One well-aimed bolt from this will suffice,” the quartermaster had told him. “There is no need for waste.”
Krieg lasguns have no full auto setting. This is apparently deliberate to offset the increased power (and to make them more WW1-esque)


Page 280
One well-aimed bolt. It stabbed into an eye socket, extinguished the green light in there, sent the creature spinning helplessly head over tail.
Single headshot from Krieg lasgun can put down a Necron.


Page 281-282
Their long-barrelled guns vomited beam after beam of green lightning into the Imperial ranks; where that lightning struck, good men were reduced to ashes.
Gauss (or Tesla) weapons seemingly cremating people, unless its 'distintegration' to ashes. If literal - hundreds of mJ easily.


Page 283
..the creature’s fragmented remains, only to find them crawling, slithering, across the rubble, piecing themselves back together. The green light snapped on in the skull’s eye sockets, and Gunthar remembered his gun.
Necron reassembly, and again a headshot taking one down.


Page 285
A score of gauss guns flared in unison, and green energy coruscated around a Medusa and, incredibly, stripped the armour from its frame as if it had been mere flesh on bone
Gauss vs MEdusa.


Page 285-286
Their hunting lances were tipped with explosives, powerful enough to blow a necron foot soldier apart.
Krieg Death rider explosive lances


Page 286
..these were no commonplace horses. They were bred, like the Death Korps themselves, in the underground hives of Krieg, bio-sculpted to cope with its surface conditions.

They had been gifted with sub-dermal armour and a drug injection system that kept them stimulated, aggressive and immune to all but the most crippling pain.
Krieg horses. Whether the similarities extend beyond 'being bred underground' like Krieg soldiers is unknown, but it wouldnt surprise me if there was further similarities given their meat driod nature.


Page 286
..fired laspistols, with uncanny precision despite their mounts’ bucking and rearing.
...
..gave the impression that this horsemanship came effortlessly to them...
Krieg horseman marksmanship.


Page 298-299
“I’m beginning to think Costellin had the right idea,” said Hanrik. “Exterminatus! We’d have lost the planet, and Emperor knows we all detested the thought of that to begin with, but we could have wiped out the necrons in a stroke, without the loss of a single life—assuming, that is, that we could have evacuated everyone.”

“There wouldn’t have been enough ships,” another young major pointed out, “and where would we have gone?”

“We should have demanded the ships,” said Hanrik, pounding the table with his fist, “and a colony world to settle on. I blame myself. I allowed the Departmento Munitorum—no, I allowed the Death Korps of Krieg—to use us as an experiment.”
Reference again to Exterminatus-ing the planet to get rid of the Necrons and the ability to evacuate the planet (if they had enough ships allocated - which means that a subsector/sector region has enough transport to haul out nine billion or more people if resources are devoted to it.)

Also colonization requests from planetary commanders, and reference to the Munitorum and Krieg using the planet as an experiment in stopping the Krieg. GRIMDARK, but also HERETICAL for the idea of experimentation.


Page 309
“I did retrieve something of value,”
...
..the Krieg man produced a small wooden box from the folds of his charcoal greatcoat, and the commissar knew what it must contain before it was opened. “Now, our fallen comrades will always be with us,” said the grenadier, displaying a collection of bone fragments. “Their spirits will share in our victory.”
The Kriegers do have some spiritual/religious practices driving them, and I guess some hopes and aspirations. Naturally they're fixated on death and guilt and shit.


Page 310
...shelves above the tiny stove in the corner, saw them brimming with tubes of food paste.
Yum. Food in a tube! Space Wolf approved!


Page 311
Only the most experienced Death Korps Guardsmen were assigned to grenadier platoons, but this Guardsman couldn’t have been more than nineteen.
Which, given the mention of new recruits at around 15 or so, and the utter expendability of Grenadiers in general, means that the bulk of Kriegers are not onyl grimdark meat droid cannon fodder, they're also abused, brainwashed, dehumanised CHILD soldiers. Well rather teenagers, but its not much better there. Also, having a life expectancy that is less than 19 or 20 (unless you are raised an officer) is... interesting.

Frankly it makes you wonder WHAt part of the Krieg approach is a good idea or so admirable (aside from the Munitorum being idiot assholes) given the time and effort invested into each Krieger. It's like the only requirement for the Death Korps is "How can we make this more absurd, inhumane, bleak and depressing?"


Page 314
The storage vault was situated to the rear of the smeltery...
...
The vault door bore the marks of numerous attempts to pry it open. Costellin’s plasma pistol melted its locks in a heartbeat..
This website might list places that hold such kinds of doors and vaults. The doors look to be at least a good 15-20 cm thick, and I'd guess the bolts locking it are anywhere froma few inches thick at least. Call it 5-10 cm diameter and 15-20 cm thick - metling thorugh at least a couple kg (call it 2-12 kg) and assuming irion we're talking 2.4 to 14 MJ)


Page 315-316
...loosed off a single shot through the windscreen, then dived as the truck nose-butted a smelting tank behind him.
...
Costellin ducked, and a las-beam sizzled over his head to blast a circular hole through the partition behind him.
...
Two more las-beams stabbed into the truck through the melted windscreen, and one of them sliced through Costellin’s right sleeve and left a painful burn on his shoulder. He was more concerned with the beam that had missed him: one accidental strike to a single charge behind that partition, and they would all be blasted into very small pieces.
Lasfire penetrationg some partition and windscreen (so they have at leats some inches of penetration in non-flehs materials here, which isn't bad) and plasma weapons melt windscreens of unknown thickness.


Page 318
The grenadier must have seen the look in his eye and, remarkably, understood it, because he produced his ossuary box again. “I have my comrades with me,” he said, “and I will be granted a more noble death than this wretched soul deserves.”

“Your sacrifice will not be forgotten,” said Costellin quietly, and for once he knew he was speaking the truth. Something tugged at the corners of the grenadier’s mouth, and the commissar thought he might have been trying to smile.
You know this.. almost might be a scene from a decent Krieg story.. I mean he's displaying a sort of emotion and something vaguely human, and the interaction with Costellin (the Commissar with a conscience) plays well since he was the one commenting on how dehumanised they were. Had this (and Costellin's comments re the Krieg) been more of the focus of the novel -rather than a side issue to the FIGHTING SPACE ZOMBIES WITH MEAT DROIDS and all the grimdark, it might have turned out a whole hell of alot better. Think about the Clone-centric Clone Wars novels or TV eps (like Hard Contact, before Traviss went Mando-crazy) - the morality issues and horror of the whole 'dehumanised child soldier' thing could have provided all the drama and bleakness needed. But no, we have to push things to EXTREMEEEEE level 11 grimdark, cuz that's what 40K does. And yes that comment is chock full of sarcasm because this sort of 'missing the point' is fairly common in the more grimdark novels and a main reason WHY the grimdark is silly.


Page 340
In the newsreels, great wars had been won within days, if not hours.
...
As lifter platforms cranked them up to the 110th floor, they passed well-lit bars and eateries, clubs and casinos..
Entertainment in the Imperium on the planet :P


Page 341
..a hail of half-bricks and petroleum bombs came Gunthar’s way but shattered uselessly against armour plating and flak helmets.
PDF armor.


Page 346
"Our objective, then, is to destroy that tomb, and the necrons along with it. Unfortunately, its composition and internal layout remain a mystery to us"
...
"we—that is to say, our tech-priests and enginseers – consider that a small number of atomic mining charges ought to be sufficient to the task.”
The planet used nukes (occasionally) in mining, and they intend to use them to blow up the tuomb.



Page 348
Gunthar had slept for the regulation six hours...
REgulation for PDF or Kriegers? We don't know.



PAge 353
Hololiths of his four grandsons at their passing-out parades. His first set of dog tags. An old, cracked data-slate inside which were locked the fond memories of a particular four-year period of his life.
The commissar packing his belongings. He's reproduced apparently, although may not be married. The commissar remains the best part of htis story. Pity he suffers grimdark as much as everyone else in the story.


Page 353
The room looked empty, as it had when Costellin had first walked into it almost two months ago.
Two months onplanet. That might be the similar to the time to travle here, but hard to say. would be a few hundred thousand c though. Hell its no more than months to travel here, so we're talking maybe a good tens if not hundreds of thousands of c.


Page 357
“Such will be the magnitude of our actions here today, such the faith our generals have placed in this unworthy regiment, that they have obtained for us this…” and, at this, the colonel’s voice became hushed, reverent, “…this fragment of bone from the skull of Colonel Jurten.”

A collective murmur went up from the Krieg Guardsmen, the most human reaction Costellin had ever heard from them.
...
Taken by surprise, Costellin accepted the cube. He cradled it in his palms, admired it from all angles, and although a part of his heart remained hardened to it— he wondered how many more of these relics had been conveniently conjured, if the other three regiments on Hieronymous Theta had them too—he could feel how its presence touched the untouchable men before him, how it lifted their cynical spirits, and he knew that this made it a rare and precious thing indeed.
yet MORE grimdarkitude. Abused, dehumanised, brainwashed.. and completely gullible. IDEAL MUNITORUM SOLDIERS.

On the other hand it reminds me of the Emperor's fingernails/tonenails from Inquisition War. :P


Page 358
Three great armoured Gorgons led the way forward, each with an entire platoon crammed into its open-topped hold. Weighing more than two hundred tonnes apiece..
...

Of course, there was not enough transport for everyone, and so between the troop-carrying Centaurs and the artillery-heaving Trojans came the foot soldiers...
Troop transport used again and foot soldiers.


Page 358-359
“—road was mined, sir. It looks like the charges were buried in the rubble.” “—they rolled right over—” “No serious injuries, sir, the prow absorbed the brunt of it, but the engines—” “No sign of any hostiles.” “—appear to have been mining charges, but to have created a blast that size there must have been—” “—tech-priest is inspecting the damage now, sir, but I think we’ve lost the Gorgon.”
Wonder if those are nuclear charges?


Page 360
"We are carrying atomic bombs, colonel. A single survivor, a fortuitously placed mining charge, and this regiment will go out in its blaze of glory a few hours ahead of schedule.”
This wouldn't be a proper Krieg novel without mention of extensive use of WMD on both sides.


PAge 369
The necrons concentrated their initial fire upon the remaining Gorgons. Gauss blasts scythed through armour plating, heavy stubbers spitting back while they could. The Gorgons endured long enough to disgorge their passengers..
Necron combined gunfire can fuck up Gorgons... which is saying something since those things can resist lasfire.


Page 370
..the deadly payload that was strapped to his chest.

They didn’t look like much, the mining charges: four batons, each wrapped in yellow and black tape stamped with warnings and skull symbols...
...
He had sanctioned their use just once, to blast through stubborn bedrock in a mine in which yields had been down for almost a year. To this day, those tunnels could not be entered without a rad-suit, other than by the expendable servitors.
The mining charges are small enough that four can be strapped to and carried by a single person. Which means they probably are all told far less than 50-100 kg. Contrast this with Davy Crockett nukes.

We can't say much on yield here, since we dont know if they're 'real' atomics, or 'made up' atomics (it could be argued either way, I suppose). But they expect it to take out the tomb.


Page 376
"The deeper in you can get, the more damage you’ll do when… and the more walls you can put between you and… well, the more protection we’ll have, from the blast I mean and from the fallout.”
tHe mining charges have fallout as well as lingering radioactivity.


Page 379
Gunthar saw that cradled in its left palm was a large, black orb. Something flashed green in the depths of that or...
...
And the necrons were rising—in their scores, in their hundreds, even those that had lain dead and blasted apart for minutes, and those felled by melta fire. Necrons weren’t supposed to recover from melta fire… were they?
Resurrection orb - brings back any Dead Space zombie.


Page 392
"What happens when they spread to your world, colonel? Krieg is only a few systems away from here, as I recall."
Well this is.. interesting. Krieg is apparently close by to the planet in question. That kind of places a different spin on the aforementioned FTL speeds, doesn't it? being 20-30 LY away and 15 days travel is hundreds of c, rather than hundreds of thousands. Of course this leads ot the whole 'outer rim'. Maybe it means 'outer edge' in general? EG the outside edges of the segmentums, whether they face outwards at the edge of the Imperium's space, or adjacent to other Segmentums. Possible.


Page 393
“The Imperial Navy has been contacted,” said the colonel. “The necessary authorities have already been granted. An Exterminatus order is under preparation.”
...
"Our commissars have asked for more rescue ships to be sent, and I believe that some of—”

“I hear the last ship left over a month ago,” said Arex. “Where has Naval Command been since then? No, let me guess. So long as they believed we had a chance, so long as they thought you might actually beat the necrons, we weren’t considered a high enough priority, and now… now, it’s too late.”

...
"some of your city administrators have also made strong representations. Six ships have been despatched, with more—”
...
“Six ships isn’t nearly enough and you know as well as I do, colonel, that some of them won’t even arrive in time to… to help us.”
So Grimdark of the 'rock falls, everyone dies' variety - quite literally. The planet will be Exterminatus'ed to remove the Necrons, only some people (at most) will be evacuated because there simply isn't enough time anymore (I guess two months would have been enough time given context had they acted earlier) and so only a small portion of the population will (probably) be evacuated. This is yet another reason I so dislike this novel. It seems that just because its Krieg everything has to be grimdarked upe ven more than usual.


Page 394
“The troop ship Memento Mori,” he said quietly, “has quarters and provisions for some thirty thousand men. Our numbers, those of our four regiments combined, have been reduced to somewhere in the region of five thousand.”
Krieg troopship capacity. 30K troops plus their equipment, 5 K remaining (out of 20K) and each regimnet must have on average 7500 men. So they're krieg, but not exactly siege regiments.


Page 394
"If it were up to me,” said the colonel, “we would fill the space we have with all the vehicles and the useful machinery we can salvage from this world."
Cuz they're Krieg.


Page 405
Three more rescue ships had come, and there had been rumours of others sent to other ports. Every time one had landed, the trucks had returned with their quota of the privileged to fill those ships.
Just ot heap more grimdark on things we bring out the 'only the rich fucks get away'. Except in this case only some of them do, because there aren't enough soldiers to protect them while they evac, so the drop ships only leave with fracitonal loads due to rioting. EXTRA GRIMDARK.


page 412
..unlike the other Krieg men, the grenadiers carried their rebreather units on their backs, allowing room for more armour at the front.
Krieg grenadiers are better armoured up front than to the rear, this seems to suggest. Makes some sense even if they treat Grenadiers as cannon fodder (as noted before.)

Amazingly this MIGHT suggest the other Krieg guardsmen actually have armour as well, but I'm not banking on it.


Page 413
A hellgun with two spare power packs.
Krieg Hellguns have spare powerpacks in this case. Unlike backpack or side pack sources. Oddly the Grenadiers also have their own medipacks, again suggesting Krieg medical care is better here than it is in Vraks.


Page 413
He fastened the grenadier’s shoulder guards, chest plate, shin and knee guards to himself. The helmet was a little too large for him, but he wore this too, and pulled on the charcoal grey greatcoat for good measure.
Components of Grenadier carapace. Interesting how its worn under the greatcoat, which seems different from depiction in Vraks. Variant perhaps.

The book pretty much is pur grimdark at the end, which really makes it even less enjoyable. The 'hero' doesn't get the girl (some other guy does. Worse, he even sees it) although he's 'happy' that she got away and had a life (because they comef rom two different walks of life - evne though if she escapes the world she's no longer a noble, she's just another commonr. OH THE BITTER IRONY.) He, instead, has learned to become a HERO through his association with the Krieg (By example - eg 'stop caring about your own life and death.') and he's going to fight until he dies. Or the Imperium destroys the planet. So, yeah... not exactly the best way this could have gone.

Frankly I think it would not have been any less bittersweet if they had at least let the guy leave with his sweetheart, the vast gap between their stations finally equalized. Which could have moderated (slightly) the grimdark of having a planet of billions exterminatus'ed. But no, this is a Krieg novel, so every little bit of happiness has to be crushed out by the end for MAXIMUM GRIMDARK.
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Re: Imperial Guard novel analysis/discussion thread

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The next in the IG series is Imperial Glory.. which was for a time the last IG novel (except for a few ebooks which I don't intend to cover immediately) and this year's 'Fire Caste' and 'Baneblade' (Although whether Fire CAste is truly an IG novel seems up for debate, I remember it being cast AS an IG novel but still..)

Anyhow, Imperial Glory is done by Richard Williams, the guy who did 'Relentless' (which I dont remember if I had covered yet. I'll have to check.) As writers go, I am sorry to say Williams has not terribly impressed me. I found IG to be better in some ways than Relentless and in others worse, but for some reason he just doesn't click with me any more than his first book did. I dont always care for his characters or plot, and they just don't really motivate me the way some others can (although IG was an improvement in characters compared to Relentless, I think.) Imperial Glory just felt pretty mundane overall.. it kind of started out with promise but the ending just felt kinda 'meh'. Its odd because its like Williams kinda took his shortcomings from Relentless, focused on developing those.. and kinda forgot what he'd gotten right in Relentless (a focused, linear sort of plot, which IG does not really seem to have to me.) If he'd kept the good bits of Relentless and merged them with the good bits of IG, it would have been a decent read I think.

Anyhow, it features the Brimlock Dragoons - a regiment of which (or rather the remnants thereof) having been deployed as a colonization/conquest force of a new planet. Only to discover there are Orks on said planet. Which is really just a sideplot for fighting, much of the story is actually about the inter-regimental dynamics especially in a ' mustering out' - the leaders get to go home (according to the book) whilst the rank and file are basically abandoned. Now I've discussed the issue of warp travel and going home times before (and will in other books. I'll touch on this in Baneblade adn the 'Forever War' like aspect to this) but there is also alot of the regimental politics - the favoured officers (and the decadent, the foolish, the connected) vs the competent ones (one of whom is an accomplished duellist and killer.) and the conflict this raises as the two sides fight to claim this world. Some of the characters had the potential to be interesting because of this inter-personal conflict (the Major and Lieutentant - symbolic of the 'competence' I spoke of) but it just does not feel the plots go anywhere with any real force.. kinda petering out for me by the end (although if it could be written differently that might have changed, although I freely admit I have no idea how it could have been written differently.)

I actually wrote more on this novel despite its blandness than I did 'The Last Ditch' for some reason - I guess Richard Williams is always good ofr interesting technical tidbits, esp in the Guard context. So this will be a two post update like usual, both at once.





At the time I wrote this up Imperial Glory was the 'last' novel in the IG series (I suppose the Macharian crusade might count but its not really an IG novel per se, any more than the LAst Chancers, Cain or the Ghosts are. All are separate series on the same subject.) I figure IG weren't popular enough so they thought they neede dto pump more genetically engineered, chainsaw wielding supermen into the literary enviroment for... whatever reason. Since then we got more novels (two in one year so far!) but I haven't ogtten to tem and won't probably
Anyhow, its by Richard Williams, who wrote the Navy novel Relentless. And his second venture is... well. Its not bad. But it's also not good. It's really just.. bland. There's characters, there's a setting, there's stuff going on... but there's no real sense of momentum. Nothing really driving it. It just feels like a bunch of events, ideas and facts tied together with wire and presented as a story. Which is a shame, because there are nugggets of a good story here if the presentation had been better (which I'll discuss at the end.)
Page 9
A single regiment, a dozen companies, a few detachments of support...
The current iteration of the Brimlock is a combined regiment. The previous two pages detailed the current disposition (2 Dragoon/Chimera companies, 6 line companies, 3 light infantry companies, each comprised of 3 platoons and a command plaotoon), 3 Horse dragoon compamoes, one Pioneer company, one Field Artillery company, one Armoued company, and Imperial Navy Air support (attached). The Battle honours mention that the regiment was merged with 3 Dragoon regiments, then a armoured regiment, 3 more Line regiments, and an Ogryn Auxilia, another Line regiment and an Artillery force, and then another Dragoon, one Horse Dragoon, and a HEavy Pionner regiment.


Page 13
The Boy Company, or the probationary unit to give it its formal name, was an inevitable part of the decision, poorly made in Blundell’s opinion, to allow a portion of the Guardsmen’s wives to accompany them on crusade. Their offspring earned their keep as soon as they were old enough to carry, until, as adolescents, they were permitted into the Boy Company to prove their worth and become proper guardsmen, or alternatively to stay fetching and serving all their lives.
Whiteshields, basically.


Page 17
iment. The other companies were manoeuvring, dust-coloured Chimeras transporting some platoons, others marching on foot, a few of the horse dragoons galloping on their mounts, but none of them were coming back towards him
Again, the current iteration of the Dragoons is a very mixed regiment.


Page 21
They were still standing, turning, fumbling to bring their weapons around against the new threat. Carson’s pistols were already in his hands. He clenched the triggers, once, twice and a third time, and the bodies of three of the xenos fighters smacked down onto stone, their faces and chests incinerated by the heat of the las-beams.
'incinerate' can mean cremation, or just badly burned. In the case of the latter, if we assume a majority of the face (and a fair bit of the chest) got burned, it oculd be quite a bit - say a 10x10 (fist sized) area of face at 3rd or even 4th degree burns could be 5-40 kilojoules depending on severity. A larger area (20x20 cm) could be 20-160 kilojoules. Six shots (or bursts) were fired, and we don't know how many per shot to do either or both, but single/double digit kj seems likely at least.
More extensive damage (cremation) could be much greater, triple digit kj or more, depending on acutal depth.


Page 24
And the carefully aimed shot from a Kartha rifle burned through the back of Blundell’s head and blew his face out from behind.
We don't (yet) know how the Karthan rifles compare up to Imperial weapons, or what they are. I *think* they're lasweapons, or at least they're roughly comparable to Imperial weapons, but that's not guaranteed. Either way blowing out a head like that is probably single digit kj easily.


Page 28
Stanhope saw the unusual thick sword with its distinctive inward curve entangled under the chair and reached in, grabbed the hilt and gave it a tug. It slipped out halfway and then stuck fast. He grunted in annoyance and took a second grip with his other hand.
"That’s a fell-cutter." the friend exclaimed. "He’s a bloody fell-cutter!"
40K falcata on one of the major officers. This apparently is significant as we learn later. What makes this even more bizarre is the guy is a major, and falling on his ass drunk while waving the giant falcata around.


Page 34
"Word is that the Twenty-Ninth is being set for garrison duty."
...
"The colours go home. I stay here. Twenty-five years, twenty years on this crusade and five before that, and after all that the Guard and I are finally saying goodbye."
...
" Should have been smart like me, Carson, and been a bit less careful with your men."
...
The 29th was struck off the order of battle, their colours were returned home to form the core of a new regiment in a future founding. They were settled on Kandhar, there to keep in check the native human tribes liberated from the Karthadasim. The officers of the 29th and the other garrisoned regiments soon established themselves as the new noble elite of the world and began indulging in the rewards peace offered, that so few of them had survived to enjoy.
The 'mustering out'/garrison duty/colonization conquest bit, in one of its myraid flavours - which is the closest to retirement/reward the IG has.. The 'interesting' thing (loosely speaking) is the implication that the attrition that lead to it may have been deliberate - imagine a bunch of arrogant, noble officers getting their men killed just so they could claim a planet more quickly. GRIMDARK.
Also mention of the 'colours' going home - the retiring of the regimental titles, numbers etc.

Page 37 - just to mention without quoting anything - the Imperial cruiser 'Relentless' is here. This is a refernece to one of Richard Williams other stories, about a starship of the same name :P


Page 38-39
The rumours had been rife amongst the regimental commanders: the general was standing the Brimlock regiments down; assigning their old, tired Guardsmen as permanent garrisons to the worlds they had won.
...
His men would live out their days here on these fringe-worlds and help bring them into the Imperium. Arbulaster, however, was going home.
Officers, at least in this region, either have the wealth or influence to get themselves sent home rather than being sent off to be garrison fodder.


Page 39
.. he was from Hellboken, one of the dozen other planets which had contributed Guardsmen to the crusade.
The implied size of this crusade. Not quite a full sector. subsector maybe.


Page 40
They left the command deck behind and adjourned to one of the chambers set aside for the general’s use. One corner of the cabin had a pict viewer playing the latest transmission of the Voice of Liberation with its regular thundering denunciation of the crusade’s foes.
The Voice of Liberation is crusade propoganda transmitted throughout the sector apparently. Might just be vox (radio) broadcasts, but It also seems to be video/visual (TV analgoue)


Page 41-42
Arbulaster knew that Crusade Command was notorious for filling their briefing dockets from the closest source of information to hand. Arbulaster had seen dockets chock-full with detailed information about tithing, imports and exports and the names of long-dead governors, whilst only vaguely alluding to certain facts, such as the planet’s highly toxic atmosphere, freezing temperatures, constant darkness, perennial monsoons or tunnelling hyper-predators.
Reference to the oft-stated fact that anyone above Colonel is usually a fucking idiot, esp from the Munitourm/bureaucratic side of things. Doesn't matter if its intel (like here, or Taros, or Vraks), propoganda (Uplifting primer), or what. Part o the grimdark.


Page 43
"They don’t have them. No PDF. No Administratum. No arbitrators. Not even an Ecclesiarchy mission."
...
For a world, even a colony, to have no trace of the Imperial institutions had a most definite implication.
That being rebellion or treason, making it one of the less strongly held worlds in the Imperium, but apparently some 'Imperial' worlds have no pdf ro strong Imperial presence, which is something implied in the FFG stuff. As a note the world is also called a 'pioneer' world o page 41.


Page 44
Blanks did not care about the pay. It was in regimental scrip that couldn’t be used anywhere that had anything worth buying. He did not even miss the conversations that he’d had whilst he’d gambled it away.
I'm betting that while the Guard gets paid, its munotirum-issued money, which is just a way of controlling or restricting their access to resources and material (noone but the Munitorum would take it.)


Page 46
Forjaz was the only man left in the company whose wife and children had won the ballot to travel with the regiment. His family, along with the others, were required to keep their own company. His wife worked for the gastromo, his daughters helped the medicae and his son was himself a cadet-sergeant in the Boy Company..
...
They were kept separate on board ship from the unmarried men and those rest periods when the men talked, Forjaz spent in the married men’s quarters.
Differnces in marriage arrangement due to marital status. Also interesting that they had to draw lotteries for family like that. Given how huge 40K starships are (and how squalid living conditions cna be) you'd think they'd be able to cram them in.


Page 48-49
Blanks sat up on the slab in the tiny med-chamber the regiment was allowed.
...
..studying the auspex readings on the panel beside him.
Med-chamber onboard starship, with auspex. Probably one of the ways higher-tier medical care can be available to the Guard (meaning something other than in a ditch or the field.)


Page 51-52
The first was from the office of the High Admiral stating that all battleships capable of planetary bombardment were fully engaged and that none could be spared to make a round-trip to Voor, even just to bomb a small part of it. The second one was from the office of the Imperial Governor of Voor, who had been copied in on the first communiqué which included a lengthy study demonstrating that any such bombardment on the scale necessary would cause such ecological damage to the planet as to force the colony to be abandoned. It included a short personal note from the governor herself, somewhat wryly observing that they had only begun colonising the world a century ago and that she had wondered how long it would take the Imperium to want to start blowing pieces of it up.
This is 'interesting' (both good and bad)f or several reasons.) On the good side we have warships capable of orbital bombardment in support of ground forces being capable of more or less rendering the planet effectively uninhabitable. Given the context (in support of ground forces) we probably aren't talking about Exterminatus weapons in particular, and probably not viral weapons in a tactical sense, but it wouldn't rule 'tactical' cyclonics out either. It also doesn't tell us much about the rate of fire or number of ships involved, so its only quantifiable in the vaguest sense.
On the other hand.. why do you need batttleships to bombard a planet? We know cruisers and escorts can do it quite well, so why do they need 'battleships?' It's also unlikely that it is the 'dedicated' orbital bombardment platforms either - not only do those tend to be more precise (EG not needing to 'blow the fuck' out of a planet to bombard it) but we know those also come in cruiser and escort variants (EG the bombardment frigate used in 13th Black crusade war book by Andy Hoare - you know the one with the nova cannons blowing apart planets?)
Still it could be another one of those things that indirectly backs my old interpretation of the lance strikes in 'Caves of Ice' :P


Page 53
But after it was done and the men were granted their release, the regiment’s colours would be sent home, laden with its battle honours, and would be used to raise a new Brimlock 11th. And the colonel and a few chosen others would accompany them as the colour-guard. Of the ten million men who had left Brimlock at the beginning of this crusade, only the colour-guard would ever set foot on their home world again. There they would be fêted, rewarded, promoted, and then they would form the elite of the new regiments..
Brimlock raised 10 million men for this one crusade alone. Which is quite alot, even allowing for Brimlock to be a hive world. Considering it was instrumental to the Damocles Gulf crusade and contributed a significant proportion of regiments that tells you something.
Also further elaboration on the whole 'officers/command squads return home, but the troops remain where they muster out' once a regiment is disbanded. They form the 'nucleus' of a new regiment. Whether this is good or not I don't know.


Page 58
He had no intention of landing on the coast and spending weeks, more likely months, trekking inland. He would drop in, as close as was safe, and have the whole matter concluded in days.
Meaning that this single regiment is superior ot Taros.


Pgae 58
Arbulaster had been a horseman himself in the Brimlock planetary militia before the crusade was called and he was commissioned as a major in the armoured fist companies of the 282nd. He was not, despite appearances, one of those befuddled backward commanders that Brimlock occasionally produced who were convinced of the ultimate battlefield supremacy of the man on horseback.
HERESY!


Page 59
Finally, five days after the Brydon had entered the edge of the system, it reached orbit and the 11th began their deployment
5 days for transport to reach insystem. For one AU it would only be single digit Gees and hundreds/thousnads of km/s. IF we're farther out - say 10 AU.. 3-4 gees and ~2.2% of c top velocity.


Page 61
..the infantry, nearly eight hundred men marching in step with lasguns shouldered and fierce expressions on their faces. And then, the finale, the regiment’s vehicles: the Chimeras which bore the infantry to battle, the Griffons with the gaping maws of their heavy mortars, and then the mighty Leman Russ battle tanks of the armoured company, which could grind the entire city beneath their tracks.
Brimlock forces.


Page 62
The armoured company were the remains of the 920th Armoured, which had been folded into the 11th after Azzabar. They were a hodge-podge of different models and classes, all requiring constant maintenance from their crews and the regiment’s tech-priest.
The transport Chimeras were in an even worse state, having been cannibalised to keep the tanks of the armoured company functioning. At the beginning of the crusade, the regiment had been equipped with enough Chimeras to carry every man as a dragoon regiment should. The men, however, lasted longer than the machines and so now there were barely enough to carry two of the ten infantry companie
State of the regiment's vehicles, and note that Brimlock seem to be like Armageddon regiments and heavily (totally) mechanised.


Page 63
Simply by examining the uniforms alone one could trace back the hundred or more regiments which had now merged into one.
Implies the 11th originated with 100 or so regiments at some point in its past.


Page 67
"You know about the aerial disturbance around the crash-site?’ The rok itself was still generating an interference field which stretched out for miles around it, preventing any flyers from coming close."
Ork tech can fuck with aeiral vehicles.


Page 74
Mulberry and his beards were quickly standing near the edge, alternately checking their auspexes and peering out of the craft to try and see the jungle floor.
Pioneer auspex.


Page 75
On Brimlock, in the Imperium at large, freedom was not even a luxury, it was a myth.
..
Survival, that was all that mattered. Your own and those for whom you cared. That was why he was still fighting.
IN THE GRIM DARKNESS.... blah blah..



Page 78
He dressed in the ubiquitous uniform of a commissar: black cap, black coat, black boots. His one touch of personalisation, however, was that his coat was studded with skulls: hundreds and hundreds of miniature skulls.
The skulls were not for decoration, they were kill markings. Except for a commissar they would not have been kills. They would have been executions.
An Inquisitor with kill markings. That is ominous.



Page 79
Marble could never be stopped from jury-rigging any weapon he was given in order to improve it..
we dont know how the improvments go, but the FFG materials do hint at such sorts of modifications and what they might be.


Page 86
The regiment was a thousand strong, but those thousand were what was left of a million Brimlock troopers, across fifty regiments, who had begun the Ellinor Crusade. He knew that to survive such a journey took its toll upon the mind as well as the body. He understood his men, and where it did not disrupt the regiment he had made allowances.
Regiment size pre-crusade. 50 regiments totallying a million men, which is 20,000 men apiece (a rather large regiment.)
What is interesting is earlier alludes to this regiment being composed of 100 or so regiments and that 10 million men had left Brimlock for the Crusade. Does this mean the 10K 'men' was not all troopers, but maybe support/logistical elements? that would mean there were 10 'noncombatants' for every combatant... except.. isnt that the Munitorum's job usually as well? On the other hand if one or the other is an error that could mean up to 200,000 men per regiment (10 million troopers.) if we look at it the other way.
The 'hundred regiments' thing might be easier to explain in that some of those hundred-plus were non Brimlock regiments being distilled into full regiments from depleted ones.


Page 87
..., the Brydon launched the DOV, the giant outpost vehicle, with its drop-cradle towards the chosen site.
The DOV left a burning streak through the sky as it entered the atmosphere. Then, as it approached the surface, the drop-cradle’s thrusters ignited and the staggering force they generated slowed the DOV’s descent, vaporising the vegetation beneath it and allowing the vehicle to settle in place. Only a few minutes later, the first Valkyries swooped in, delivering their cargo of men to defend the DOV and deploy it into a Brimlock outpost, a full base of operations for their expedition on Tswaing..
They seem to 'drop pod' in some sort of giant base. IIRC this is probably not unlike those 'drop fortresses/drop bastions' mentioned in Planetstrike and similiar materials - showing the Imperium can literally drop entire bases from orbit where they want - if they have the equipment at least. This is implied to be a Brimlock specialty in this case.
I wonder if it can be picked up/redeployed as well?



Page 90
The las-bolt from the heavy pistol struck the ork right in its gaping maw. Its eyes bulged wide as the back of its mouth and the top of its spine were incinerated in a flash. It dropped its bone and clutched feebly at its throat as it fell, not a mark on it.
The jungle trail erupted with light as a volley of las-fire burst from the undergrowth. The fire was focused, with three or more shots hitting the closest orks, incinerating their faces, throats and the side of their heads
Carson's modified laspistol and Brimlock lasrifles 'incinerate' various Ork body parts. Assuming incinerate means 'badly burnt' and we use flash burns as our benchmark (call it betwene 50 j per sq cm for 3rd degree and 1000 j per sq cm for 'blowtorch' scale damage') and figure a 5x5 to 10x10 cm area for Carson's gun, we're talking as little as 1.25 KJ (3rd degree burns) to 100 kj (for blowtorch style damage.)
The individual lasrifle shots incinerating 'faces' and 'sides of heads' and 'throats' suggests more like 10-20 cm diameter (call it 100-400 sq cm) which is anywhere from 5-20 kj for 3rd degree burns to 100-400 kj for 'blowtorch' damage to heads and necks. This is also conservative since Ork skin is both tougher than human, and Orks are bigger/more massive, so their heads would be bigger.
It also quite obviously assumes that incineration is not cremation, because if the bodies were getting even partially cremated the damage owuld be greater. to compensate rather than trying to measure the 'kilograms' burnt (which would be a guess anyohw) I'm letting the 'blowtorch' end of things represent that more or less - since its an Order of magnitude calc anyhow it can represent it possibly going into the dreaded MEGAJOULES range.
Of course this yet again demonstrates Brimlock weapons being at least partly thermal in nature (if not totally 'heat ray' weapons) so they're not exactly the most efficient killers either, which in part explains the large energy output. As I've mentioned before, one man's powerful is another one's inefficient, and its all in the tradeoffs.



Page 92-93
Red had distributed cremator-packs to the men and they were torching the bodies.
..
He looked at the leader he had shot as a cremator turned it to ash.
Cremator packs. Since this is a light infantry company these things are (As we learn later) quite man portable, and yet they can reduce an entire ork to ash (at least one anyhow) but they aren't properly weapons.Assuming a 100-200 kg Ork we're probably talking a good 250-500 MJ at least, upwards of double digit gigajoules (something closer to what modern crematoriums do.)
One rather obvious limiting factor, though we dont know exactly how they work or what is part of them, is that dumping gigajoules of energy into the enviroment is liable to make things.. interesting, so that would biase the calc towards the lower end simply to minimize such problems.


Page 93
But there was nothing that the commissar’s interrogators would get from the ork that Carson had not already learnt from killing its kin.
Ork interrogation... so.. yeah.


Page 93
..Carson’s pair of heavy pistols had not misfired as long as he’d had them. They were beautiful pieces: each one had a rorschbone stock, customised to fit regular Guard power-packs, a sculpted antique lock and breech, and finely-etched patterns down their barrels – wings on one, vines on the other. But their true beauty was on the inside. There, embedded within, was a glistening power-amplifier that made his shots twice as deadly as a regular lasgun.
Carson's 'heavy' laspistols are modified in some way so that they can do twice the damage of a lasgun. Whether this means lasgun- laspistol or a lasrifle is up for debate, but either way.. its interesting.
I wonder also if it draws more energy (meaning a tradeoff in fewer shots per power pack, since it uses the same packs) or greater heating..or if its modifying the way in which the energy is used (EG more penetrating, creating a bigger hole, by modifying the pulse parameters.)



Page 95
The down-blast of the drop-cradle’s engines had scorched and flattened the vegetation beneath it. It had landed, released itself from the DOV it held and then launched again, creating an even wider circle of devastation around it. The Navy had done their part, now it was down to the Imperial Guard.
The DOV, or Deployable Outpost Vessel to give it its full name, was an integral part of a Brimlock campaign. No matter to what part of the galaxy a regiment might be sent, no matter what xenos world they might find themselves upon, the DOVs provided the Brimlocks with secure forward strongholds. Arbulaster had a great respect for them. It was from them that the 11th had fought off the eldar at Azzabar, from them they had beaten back the Tarellian dog-soldiers at Takht, and from them they had stamped down upon the uprising at Kam Daka, even though they had been outnumbered by over a hundred to one. And now this DOV was rising from the jungle.
The external wall had been the first thing to be assembled and put in place. The regiment’s sappers in their worker-Sentinels had dragged the cornerstone blocks into place and drove them into the ground to provide a firm base. They’d installed the sentry guns on their tops, and supervised the men as they carried the armour plates from the DOV to create the wall. As the last section was welded into place, Arbulaster had felt a great surge of relief flow through him. The inside of the walls was a familiar place of safety.
More of the DOV. Some assembly required, and again is tied specifically into Brimlock doctrine.


Page 98
He looked over again at the four Valkyries sitting in the midday sun..
The regiments Valkyrie complement.


Page 106
"Link the vox-net with Dova and confirm Dova receiving."
"Linked," the co-pilot replied and then heard Dova confirm. Now, if one of the Valkyries could get a picture, even if it was embroiled in the interference, it would be retransmitted from the other flyers so it would appear back at Dova. With that, they were ready.
Dova is the brimlock base, and the Valkyries are providing visual telemetry transmitted back, via vox, to the base.


Page 106
To his mind, this interference that jostled his flyer in the sky could only be one of two things: first, a defence mechanism, designed for use in space, to disrupt assault boats and boarding actions, which given that orks adored the chance to carve their enemies apart in person seemed unlikely; or second, a by-product of whatever had functioned to slow the rok’s fall as it plummeted towards the surface of Voor. In neither situation would it make sense for it only to project out and not above as well.
Nature of Orkish intereference field. either is plausible


Page 113
The view of the crater was clear now and the officers clustered around closely. The orks were there. The crater was pock-marked with dark splotches, huts and other primitive buildings, which made up the burgeoning settlement around the rok.
Ork settlement around the rok.


Page 113
The officers stayed fixed on the black screen, unwilling for a moment to raise their heads and catch another’s eyes. Then the table lit up again. The cogitator had pieced together the imagery from the Valkyries’ picters into a single plan. As they watched, it began running its identification routines, highlighting the likely nature of the shapes the images had captured.
Base cogitator assessing/analyzing the data provided by Valkyrie telemetry.


Page 115
That fraction, that tiny fraction of cadets who survived to return to Brimlock as colour-guard and perhaps become magisters themselves, brought new words back with them.
Magisters are the ones who teach the Brimlock officers at 'Schola' back on planet, so another reason to send back a small percentage of each regiment is to ensure training and leadership of the next generation. It's also mentioned that those who return bring new ideas, languages, etc. that get incorporated into the Brimlock society if they are deemed worthwhile.



Page 116-117
Such development was not limited solely to words. Tanna itself was a Valhallan beverage brought, so the story went, to Brimlock by a returning officer of a colour-guard, who had fought alongside the ice warriors. So too were the fell-cutters. The first auxilia recruits from the tribute world Marguerite were not intended to be soldiers at all, only labourers.
They had been unarmed, except for some local chopping blades called falcatas...
...
...but that commander took the blades and their story to their home. After that, Brimlock never recruited the men of Marguerite as labourers again. They were only ever raised as soldiers, issued with lasguns and flak armour, and carrying those same chopping blades that had brought their people such honour.
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The Imperium valued Brimlock solely for its industry: its skill at making guns, the men to fire them and the vehicles in which they could be transported. But truly what was great about Brimlock was that its regiments went and found the best the galaxy had to offer, brought it home, distilled it and then spread the result with the next generation.
'
Several interesting poitns form this. One is the tanna reference, an obvious ciaphas cain tribute. The other is that the Brimlock apparently borrow quite a bit of stuff they deem 'good' from other worlds, regiments, cultures, etc. and return it to Brimlock to be incorporated into it.
And of course the Space Falcatas. It seems Brimlock somehow 'owns' or influence the world, that it can raise regiments there to support it sown troops, or something, which echoes the 'Sister World' idea from Desert Raiders a bit.


Page 117
They all had the equipment contents of their packs laid out in front of them on their groundsheets: lasguns, pistols, spare power packs, fragmentation grenades, smoke grenades, bayonets, ration cans, canteens, cremators, toilet articles, mess kits, fire-lighters, medicae treatments and more.
...
...while the other companies could rely on their Chimera transports to carry their heavy gear, a light company were most often deployed in terrain where the Chimeras could not operate, so anything they needed they had to carry themselves.
The equipment of light infantry in the Brimlock regiments. Note that the cremators are quite obviously man portable, which says something about their power and energy density/storage. Also, hints that most Brimlock regiments are highly mechanised.


Page 118
The beard, Mulberry, had reckoned it would take five or six days to cross the fifty miles from Dova to the crater.
Distances from base to crater, approximately. That's all jungle though. One thing I should note, I'm told there are some differences in the novel.. mine for example lists 'miles' whereas certain versions list 'kilometres'.


Page 118
It hadn’t been the trees, they fell quickly enough to the lascutters and plasma fire; it had been the ground. It was relatively flat around Dova, but as they tore the jungle away further in, the beards found the terrain a mess of rocky slopes, sudden valleys and concealed pits. Even the tree roots themselves were stretched out across the surface, the oldest ones as tough as stone. The largest were as thick as a man was tall and had to be cut through to allow the tanks and trucks to pass.
Size of the trees and jungle terrain. Interesting that these super huge trees can be cut down by plasma gun fire, I think, given how big they are (implied MJ range firepower, although number of shots isn't really known.)


Page 121
The command Salamander vehicle..
Unsurprisingly, the Brimlock also have Salamanders.


Page 126
Their target was the great ring of grassland that stretched five or six miles from the crater. When the rok had impacted, super-heated fragments of it fell on the jungle, starting wildfires in every direction. On her first expedition, she had discovered the crater surrounded by a blackened plain of charred vegetation. The Valkyrie pilots had reported that that plain was now green. Arbulaster had considered this a significant boon, allowing his tanks to cross the final stretch in a day
A day to cross about 5-6 miles (12 hours maybe), although given the aformentioned terrain this may not be surprising.


Page 127
On Frisia, scarcely any usable land existed outside of that possessed by the Imperial government. The rights and deeds over what little there was were a source of immense pride to a family and were vigorously defended. Even on Voor, only some of the colonists, those who had worked off their indentured service to the Imperium, were allowed to own the land they worked.
Land ownership in the Imperium.


Page 128
The other Brimlock officers she had encountered were exactly as her grandmother had predicted: hide-bound, crude and old. They were all old, even the troopers. They were veterans, to be sure, but as far as Van Am could tell that just meant that they had learned one way of warfare and stuck to it. Even when they did patrol, they stayed close to the path, their link back to Dova, back to warfare they understood.
Outsider's view of IG tactics. It oculd be put down to prejudice but, frankly, this sentiment does get reiterated (and yet we see alot of high tech gear and other shit that says otherwise..) so we get that typical 'mixed bag' effect with the Guard (EG nice gear but shitty leadership.)


page 129
"A walking larder. They follow the orks, eating anything that moves, and then the orks eat them."
Squig probably. Part of the Ork Ecosystem, but its interesting to note how it plays a role in transforming local food into something the Orks can use.


Page 134-135
Marble, nicknamed such because of eldar gun-gems he’d picked up ‘for research purposes’ on Azzabar and managed to sneak past Commissariat inspectors by hiding them internally, was busy re-rigging his lasgun yet again.
...
"Do you have a micro-energy regulator?" he said without looking up. "It’s still overloading when you ride the pull too long."
More lasgun modification for increaesd power. Interesting in how it implies that the length of time the trigger is held may affect the power of the shot (at least in the modified weapon)


Page 136
"None of us are going back. One-way ticket when you join the Guard. They’ll fork out to lug you halfway across the galaxy, but they won’t for a return trip."
"Apart from their favourites," Ducky amended.
"Apart from them. Room for a few to go back with the colours. The clinkers, you know, the ones with the medals, to found the next Eleventh."
Returning to Brimlock seems to be a source of competition and bribery, at least amongst the officers. They also mention sergeants being allowed (because they're competent). Interesting that they won't care about transporting them halfway across the galaxy (taking that literally) but will only take a few guys back. Given the effort in transport TO the damn place over long distances, what difference will going bakc make if you take a bunch of guys or a few? Are they transporting other shit back home? Of course even then given the sheer size of most Imperial starships, thousands or tens of thousands of people is a drop in the bucket for some transports. Maybe it depends on the situation.
Although interpreting this as 'the Munitorum does whatever it wants and fuck logic' would be a valid interpretation here, especailly if you throw other sources (EG Imperial armour, where regiments get hauled halfway across the galaxy to deal with minor infractions like Taros and Vraks. Esp Vraks, since that includes constant resupply for 12 years from halfway across the damn Imperium.)


Page 139
The ogryn stood in line towering a metre above every other man.
Height of an Ogryn.. close to 3 (or more) metres.


Page 142
Reeve pulled his pistol from his coat and fired straight into Marble’s leg. Marble howled in pain and collapsed, clutching at the burn.
lasweapon inflicting burns.


PAge 143
Then he swept the rifle down towards the ork. He shoved the butt down and pulled the barrel in, back towards himself, as though about to club the xenos to death. And then he pushed the trigger. The lasrifle fired, then sparked and exploded. Ducky fell in silence his face a mass of burns and blood, his uniform burning from the misfire.
Lasweapon misfires, but to be honest I can't quite tell if the guy was going to execute the Ork or blow his own head off with the weapon when he fired. either way it blows up when the trigger pulls and he gets a face full of burns. Assuming a 15-20 cm diameter face and 3rd degree burns (50 j per sq cm) - call it 180-314 sq cm for 9 to 16 kj for the face burns. If the weapon misfires it may be omnidirectional so it could easily be several times that. If the burns are more severe (say severe third or fourth degree, which would be more like charred/blackened flesh) it also probably would be many times greater.
There is also the fact that his unfiform is burning, which suggests at least 125 j per sq cm flash burns. Assuming it occurs over roughly a 20x20 to 30x30 cm area (400-900 sq cm, which will include the face at least, and also the upper part of the uniform) we'd be talking 50-112.5 kilojoules for the misfire, which represents an approximation on lasshot yield.
So double digit kj for a las shot seems likely here, although these weapons seem to be more like IA Krieg\Elysian weapons (EG single shot semi auto.)


Page 145
Carson watched the medicae try to patch Ducky’s face back together again
Again that might imply that the damage was more severe (at least 4th degree maybe) which could possibly get up to triple digit kj. Given the highly thermal nature of weapons, that does point to more ofa 'heat ray' level of damage.


Page 146
Carson went over to talk to Marble. He had needed little attention beyond a bandage for his las-burn. He was distraught, over Ducky rather than his rifle. Ducky, he said, must have ridden the trigger too long and overcharged it.
Again lasburns (Thermal laser weaponry) and the idea that the trigger pull affects power output of the Brimlock weapons.


PAge 151-152
"The orks, they are not like any other foe you can imagine. You cannot just kill them once. Their spores float around them, they’re in the air. You can go through every jungle on this planet, you can shoot every one of them that lives, burn their bodies, and in a few years this place will be teeming again. Voor has not been attacked, it’s been infested, and you and your militia will never be enough."
"On every world the crusade has encountered with this menace we have left a garrison, sometimes one regiment, sometimes two, sometimes more, all for that very purpose. Whether we take the rok tomorrow or not, we’re here for good."
The Brimlock subscirbe to Spore Theory of Ork evolution. Or at least its not a theory in this book. Prboably explains why they focus on cremating them. also yet another interesting case where heat ray lasguns are used asgainst orks.


Page 153
Without his noctocle he would not be able to see his own hand before his face. As it was, even with the small noctocle strapped over one eye, he had to strain to make out the detail beyond the walls..
Another example of IG NVG - single monocle rather than a visor, although if the monocle is paired with some sort of data display (like the Elysians have) or meant to leave one eye open for a gunsight, it would make some sense.
How widespread it is is up for debate, but corporals and those on watch at least have access to them.


Page 155
The volley of las-fire flashed along the length of the fort walls, illuminating the shocked orks for an instant before it burned into their flesh.
..
.. the ork had swayed a fraction just before the volley and the shot had struck the side of its temple instead. Dennett saw the shot hit, saw the ork’s head flick to one side as the shot scorched into it...
Lasfire again burning ork flesh to inflict damage, although the second shot seems to impart momentum somehow assuming the Ork isnt just flinching in pain so there may be some secondary mechanical damage (steam explosion, perhaps.)


Page 155
Dennett heard the whine of his lasgun as it finished its cycle and fired again.
Again Brimlock lasguns seem to have a 'delay' cycle between shots of some sort. Whether this is for a single shot (of unknown duration, some lasfire can be sustained recall) or a series of shots is up for debate.



Page 155
The floods burst on, transfixing the orks with light for the moment it took for their red eyes to adjust. Dennett’s noctocle flared in his eye like a starburst before it cleared, shutting down automatically before it overloaded.
The NV monocle can automatically cut out when exposed to bright light, which is a useful feature.



Page 159-160
He’d never let up about his nearly unbeaten season as team captain in his last year at schola either, as though prancing up and down a field and kicking a ball had anything to do with an officer’s competency to lead men into battle. Even now he still carried a ball around him wherever he went, painted to look like a face with white daubs for its eyes, nose and mouth.
Roussell had no idea who the real Mister Emmett was..
Apparently sports are encouraged at Brimlock schola. given the military mindset of the planet its probably not terribly surprising. The lunacy implied here is the really amusing part, as its one of those fun, silly things that is good about the book, rare as they are.



Page 160
...Major Rosa, and you couldn’t trust an officer whose idea of a day’s work was to sit down with paper and pencil and a cogitator in order to work out how to hit something five miles away.
Range of Imperial mortars.. 5-8 km, depending on whose version you use I suppose. We only hear about Griffons and mortars in general (no Earthshakers that I recall) so that's probably what this applies to.



Page 163
..he pulled his gun’s trigger, listened to it whine as the power cycled back and then pulled the trigger again. His shoulder ached and his cheek was burning from being pressed against the overheating gun, but he continued to fire as quickly as he could...
The brimlock lasguns here have a discernable delay between shots, making them (effectively) semi-automatic weapons. I'll touch on this later but I wanted ot note as well that the weapon is clearly overheating with sustained firing. Which is.. interesting. Some novels (like Redemption Corps, or Ghostmaker) hint at an active cooling system. A few (like Legecy and Siege of Vraks) hint at some sort of radiator setup (albeit small ones) for cooling the gun. Here.. the entire gun seems to be a radiator.. I'd gather it's meant to employ the entire surface area of the gun to dissipate heat over. Which can have some unpleasant drawbacks (like burning the trooper firing it, or setting any wooden fixtures on fire..)



Page 163-164
The ork was tough; a single lasgun shot, more often than not, would scorch its hide but not bring it down. The troopers had to hit their targets two or three times in succession to get the kill. Dennett himself had hit one ork five times in a row; each time the ork lurched, but then shrugged off the injury, before the sixth shot made it tumble.
Orkish durability.



Page 165
But then the troopers faced agonising seconds, while their guns recycled and the ork behind the first kept charging on.
Again 'semi automatic' lasweapons. The reason why these weapons have such a discernable delay between shots (aside form thematic BS) is odd, given that most depictions incorporate a burst or full auto setting. One possibility is they designed it for increased 'per shot' firepower, but did not use a more powerful battery to compensate. If the lasguns use the same powerpack as other lasguns, but have a higher 'output', they will take a short time ot build up power for the shot. It would be weird, but not unheard of and it would make some sense.
Other possibilities exist - for cases of sustained fire beams (which exist in here) it could be that the capacitor is a moderating influence, or it may be that it allows sustained fire with low-discharge powerpacks (maybe its a logistical issue and a temproary fix.)



Page 168
"We’re under assault, colonel. Several thousand attackers. We’re coming under heavy fire. All companies are in defending positions. Transmitting details now and awaiting your orders."
Roussell breathed a quiet sigh of relief. Back at Dova, the colonel would be receiving all the data he needed so as to decide what actions were best.
Transmitting situational report data from one base to another. sounds sophisitcated.



Page 170
An ork appeared, hauling itself up over the wall. Carson drew his pistol and snap-fired as he ran. The heavy shot burned through the xenos’s face and caused its brain to explode inside its skull. Another ork appeared. Carson flicked his hand and his other pistol was there, firing. The second xenos met the same fate as the first.
Carson's enhanced lasguns blow apart ork brain and possibly the skull. Hard to calc that precisely - Ork brains are subjectively not MUCH bigger than humans, but there is a thicker skull and tissue to penetrate through to do damage.
We don't know exact damage. Assuming a brain akin to human and using 4th degree flsah burns (400 j per sq cm, which will flay tissue from bone) over a 300-400 sq cm surface area of brain we're talking 120-160 kilojoules expended. If its just third degree burns plus the rupture, more like 15-20 kilojoules. We know from the Ork Codexes and Shadow point that Orks have at least an inch or two thick skulls. For a 'blaster' style laser figure on 15-20 kilojoules to punch through an inch or two of skull alone. So double digit kj seems at least likely.
If it involves volume of brain (scalding or boiling, say 3rd degree burns or worse) we're talking a couple hundred kj again (call it 100-400 kj for the whole volume.) Given the highly thermal nature of the lasguns in this story, that's not impossible. (and of course, bearing in mind with BIG NUMBERS - it can mean both extreme thermal firepower, but also mean an inefficient lasweapon relying on thermal rather than mechanical effects to do damage. Heat ray vs blaster.)



Page 170
As if at their request, the mega-bombard fired again. Carson ducked instinctively, but this shot went wide, striking further down the wall, incinerating in an instant half a squad from one of Tyrwhitt’s platoons and the dozen orks climbing up at them.
12 Orks and 5 humans get 'incinerated'. Double digit MJ for badly burnt, whereas cremation would be.. double digit GJ.



Page 171
The colonel was nearly forty miles away, why in the blazes was Roussell deferring to him?
Roussell's approach does not meet with CArson's approval.



Page 171
It was Blanks, and he was already strapping on a noctocle he had taken from a dead corporal ..
Notocle again.



Page 174
Established procedure in the instance of a breach was to construct a second line; however, adhering to established procedures was not a cast-iron defence in a court-martial. Following a direct order, on the other hand, was. Guard officers were not excused the use of their initiative in the pursuit of victory, but orders were inviolable. And so Major Roussell used his initiative and relayed the news to the increasingly exasperated Arbulaster and waited for orders.
The Colonel is not amused with Roussell's ass covering. Which is rather funny: Roussell clearly belives 'following orders' will protect him. Except... what about the Commissar? As we already noted he is rather execution-happy, and we know well that officers as well as line troops can be executed for failing to do their duty (incompetence, cowardice. etc.) So even if he DOES follow orders, it wouldn't save him from a Commissar if the Commissar felt he'd screwed up.
Nevermind that the Colonel clearly thinks he's an idiot for passing the buck.



Page 176-177
There they had switched to the noctocles and looped up into the woods...
...
As they went, Blanks could see the glowing outlines of the trees and the morass of tangled undergrowth through the noctocle.
...
Blanks stepped warily over to the gurgling xenos, watching its eerie green outline through the noctocle.
Notocles again. blanks has one, but clearly the Sergeant accompanying him had one or borrowed one too.



Page 178
"Gardner!" he shouted to the corporal still blazing away on the autocannon that Frn’k had braced against his shoulder. "Redeploy!"
Gardner released his trigger and smacked the ogryn on the side of the head.
"Trouble, we move! Quick march!" The ogryn grunted and then heaved both the autocannon and Gardner bodily into the air. When they reached the rest of second platoon, Frn’k simply dropped to one knee, holding the gun like a bazooka, and Gardner was firing in an instant.
Ogryn used as a heavy weapons trooper to carry ammo and the weapon and redeploy. Actually kinda clever, when you think about it.



Page 178
The orks at the front were sliced to pieces by the criss-crossing las lines.
Lasfire here suggested to be having a cutting/raking effect rather than simply burning or exploding. Which would be more effective than just pure 'heat ray' effects. It's also interesting in light of the aformentioned 'cycle time' as I said, apparently the capacitor holds a discharge for a certain (prolonged) period of time, and then has a period where it has to recharge before it can discharge that again.
So rather than single shots (like the Krieg) it is designed to deliver in a sort of single 'burst' mode with a delay. Which seems.. odd, but it may make some sense, since multiple hits are needed to take down orks, and multiple 'shots' would be needed to slice them apart as well.
We don't know for sure how many shots to completely slice through an Ork, but at least single if not double (say 5-10 kj as mentioned elsehwere for 2 cm penetration up to 50 cm thick) to overpenetrate the body, not accounting for Ork toughness. cutting bone would probably require that same magnitude of energy alone.



Page 179
But the orks did not feel pain as men did. Each attacker had to be crippled or killed to halt them and, even impaled, they still clawed at the troopers.
Ork durability again. Pain implied to be a killing/incapacitating mechanism for lasweapons.



Page 180
Carson adjusted his aim and blew out the brains of the third ork ..
Laspistol headsplosion again.



Page 181
Its crew of dozens of gretchin swarmed across its surface, trying to hoist a new shot into its wide gaping mouth. One of them slipped and fell inside,..
Implied size/mass of mega-bombard shell.
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Part 2 And crud I'll be splitting this into three... damn me and my inability to properly estimate these divisions!


Page 182
"Give me the hand-vox." he told Forjaz.
...
But Blanks wasn’t going to call anyone. Instead, he tore open one of the panels and went to work.
..
Blanks sealed the panel, then took off his helmet and secured the hand-vox into the lining inside.
The Brimlock may not seem to have micro-beads but they do hae some sort of hnad-held comms, at least for scouts. And they're compact enough to fit inside a helmet reasonably well.


Page 185
Even the thought of murdering a commissar was treason; worse, heresy, for they were the representatives of the Emperor’s will. Should a Commissariat interrogator pluck that thought from Gardner’s mind they would execute him for that alone. Such draconian measures were designed to instil terror, to ensure that a commissar’s personage be treated as inviolable by any and all who might question him.
Commissars use mindreaders. Also draconian approach seems to be a protective measure against commissars. Although they still get fragged.


Page 187-189
"What do you mean when you say that it just ‘popped up’ on your targeting auspex?"
...
"The location of the orkoid war engine appeared as a priority target as we were beginning our first run and we altered our attack accordingly. I presumed that it was someone here on the ground who had tagged it."
...
"I’m sure that there were several units who were placed and could have advised as to coordinates. Major Rosa."
..
"Your observers would have been in place to 'tag'’ – Roussell’s tone made clear his disdain for Navy slang – ‘this war engine, would they not?"
...
"Yes, well, perhaps. But I must admit that with our heavier pieces back at Dova we were focusing on the ground outside the walls and the, er, softer targets there."
..
"To be clear for the record, we were not voxed with coordinates; it was a Navy signal direct from the target."
The aformentioned bombard was destroyed by Valkyrie airstrike, which homed in on the vox blanks had modfiied to apparently act as a beacon. This says some interesting things about targeting info and transmission/relaying. It could be that its just voxing in the coordinates, but note that it was explicitly noted that the target 'popped up' on auspex - so its more than just saying 'target these coordinates' over comms. It doesn't exactly seem.. routine since Blanks has particular reasons (explained later) why he pulled it off, but the capability to do so being built into the equipment (and the fact that the Artillery forces seem at least CAPABLE of such feats - indeed Rosa and the Navy guy both did not find it unusual to have such targets 'tagged' from the ground.) is suggestive. Heck we know of other cases in various codexes, novels, etc, so its not at all far fetched here, and we have 'data transmission' from other examples too, so we can reasonably infer that Imperial voxes can trnasmit targeting coordinates - at least to Navy vehicles if nothing else.


Page 190
"Boosting the signal of a hand-vox is one thing, but setting it to transmit a Navy targeting sign is quite another."
How the Navy ships targeted the bombard. Again its suggestive about what IG equipment can do.


Page
"We were told axomitic gas was instantly fatal."
"No, it takes a few seconds. Time enough to use the auto-injector. Did it never strike you as odd?" Carson asked. "We were given myecyclone to inject ourselves with if we were exposed to a gas that was supposed to kill you in a split second?"
..
"It doesn’t normally pay to question orders."
"It doesn’t pay to follow them blindly either, does it? You know that."
...
"Only the Guard could issue a remedy that does exactly what the poison does, only takes longer to do it,"
...
"And it won’t be clean; anyone who’s ever lost all control of the lower half of their body can tell you that it isn’t clean. It’s happening more often, each time is longer, spreading further, and soon it will be permanent"
Given the timeframe in the novel, it took 2 years to get him this bad, and 'not long' before he's useless. So yeah.. Hooray to the guard not only for contradictory orders, but giving out a poison that kills its troops slowly. I mean its not even Penal Legionnaires. MAXIMUM GRIMDARK.



Page 198
Arbulaster replied without humour. After an entire night of authorising every single action Roussell took, including lavatorial demands, he was quite sick of the sound of him. It was a pity really, he had once been a rather talented and highly courageous infantry commander, but over-quick promotion and the assurance of a place in the colour-guard had curbed his audacity and he had shrivelled into paranoid mediocrity.
The Colonel's assessment of Roussell, which is eminently unflattering. I guess the Brimlock colonel does favor more initiative in his men than Roussell does :P



Page 201
The tanks growled back to life and eased forwards into the lichen, Drum standing proud upon the lead tank, dressed in the brocaded jacket of an ancient Brimlock cavalryman. Rosa and the heavy artillery rolled out next, the Griffon mortar vehicles following in the tracks of the tanks
Arty again is mortars.



Page 203-204
Their daily meat and wine was to be hated and despised. No one even remotely careless or sloppy ever made it to wearing the black coat and the skull insignia of the Commissariat. Commissars had the inherent authority to execute immediately and without explanation any trooper or officer who they suspected of cowardice, incompetence, treachery or taint, as judged solely by themselves. Some armies, some entire campaigns, had been saved as a result of quick and terminal action taken by a commissar to remove swiftly from the command structure any who had been infected with fear, madness or disease. But mostly they contented themselves with ruling troopers and officers alike with an iron fist in an iron glove, exacting terrible punishments for the slightest infractions that caught their attention.
Commissar grimdark again, but at least they admit sometimes execution of the higher echelon officers may be neccessary. (pity it didn't happen in places like Taros.)



Page 208
Arbulaster adjusted the focus on his monocular a fraction.
Might be a sight amplification monocle over the eye, but it might also just be a fancy name for a telescope.



Page 211
The tank drivers barely noticed the slight loss of grip as the ork warriors tripped or were caught beneath their tracks.
Their victory was already, literally, crushing. But as the tanks moved up, the legendary orkish endurance kicked in. Those who appeared dead or crumpled into the earth began to pick themselves up and try to jump on the tanks from behind. The only force who could take the crater, as well, was the infantry.
Orks survive getting run over by tanks. I also find it hard to believe infantry would do a better job of killing orks than the tanks would.



PAge 211
He fired his pistol at one of the ork warriors clinging onto the outside of a Leman Russ and trying to batter its way through the armour of its hull with a heavy stone. His shot hit the creature in its side, but it ignored it, entirely focused on the slight dent it was making in the tank’s side. Carson paused for a split second to aim and then incinerated the side of its head with his next shot.
Carson's pistol incinerates side of Ork's head again. Assuming 20x20 cm and 50-100 j per sq cm we're talking 20-40 kj per shot. Something more severe (blowtorch densities) would be hundreds of kj. :P



Page 213-214
He crested the hill and before him there lay the rok. He had seen the images that Zdzisław had provided for them at the cost of his love and his life, but plans and layouts were nothing in comparison to the sight before him.
The crater, which appeared a mere pockmark upon the surface of Tswaing from above, swept in a smooth curve a kilometre either side of the impact point. At the centre itself, the orks had dug down. Driven by Emperor only knew what impulse, they had excavated a massive pit, until, digging deeper and deeper, they had reached the rok that had failed to brake in time. The dirt they shifted had been dropped in a heap of spoil. That first heap had mounted higher and higher, and, as they had tunnelled deeper, they were forced to shift the spoil to four more mounds, one roughly in each direction of the compass.
The top of each mound had been made into a rudimentary fortress.
..
The fortifications on top of the spoil-heaps were the key to the rok, he had said. If the 11th could take them and hold them, then Rosa’s artillery could call down its barrages on any part of the crater with pinpoint accuracy. Conversely, if they were not taken, the regiment would have to fight its way through the cluttered dirt paths of the ork settlement with its flanks constantly endangered.
The crater. A 2 km wide crater (plus however big the Rok is) Assuming a 1-2 km rok at least means 3-4 km crater. And at least a few megatons in TNT equivlaent impacts (It could be more if it were a solid asteroid, but it snot so it doesn't strike with the full KE and there's also controlled descents..) Of course, since is aslo a hollowed out asteroid it lacks alot of the mass of a full asteroid and the fact it strikes intact is.. interesting. Esp if you figure the FFG masses even for Roks, where they are thin shelled bits of lunacy. (Magic forcefields solve all! :lol:) Note that depending on how much blast and melting goes on, the effects could be more significant (and the fact it survived even moreso.)
Also measures the (current) approximate distance from crater to the forts, which may or may not become useful later.
Also the forts seem to be amidst the Ork settlement.



Page 217-218
The orks had little to throw back at them and so there was no need to seek cover.
..
The tank beside them thundered as it fired its main cannon. Down the slope, a knot of orks disappeared in a bloody cloud of spores kicked up by the shell’s explosion.
..
This first wave of tiny, ragtag bands was little threat while his men held the crater rim. Each one would emerge from the edge of the settlement on the slope below, bellow, stomp and roar. Then they would try to climb up to reach their enemies and the Brimlock fire would send them tumbling back down again.
The implication is that the Imperial weapons (tanks, rifles, support and heavy weapons, etc.) are ranging on the Orks as they emerge very shortly form the Settlement. Given the aformentioned distance that would imply a range of about a kilometre or so for their lasguns, autocannion, battle-cannon, etc. Which is not impossible. Givne the 'bolt action' analogue for the lasguns (long cycle time, high output) a long range would fit in with that, and some bolt action rifles outperform assault rifles in range.



Page 218
That was the way it always was with orks, Carson knew; if they did not win at once they simply wore you down, keeping you under continual pressure, exhausting ammunition, fuel and men. All you could do was pray that when their final assault came you still had the strength to withstand it.
The way its described makes it sound very hard to fight orks in any way but attritional, much like with the Tyranids. That doesn't say defeating them through other means is impossible, just it may not be easier or guaranteed.



Page 220
The colonel was taking no chances with the dogmatic major and had attached himself to Roussell’s personal squad for the assault upon Bitterleaf.
..
Roussell could not object – it was supposed to be an honour after all – but all of the officer corps recognised it for what it was. A slap in the face. An indictment of his failure to lead during the raid the night before. A removal from the decision-making process.
Again Roussell, the 'by the book, always follow orders and never exercise initiative' guy is considered dogmatic and gets punished for being so. BUT THATS NOT HOW THE GUARD WORKS! blah blah..
Page 223
Stanhope saw the ork reel away, clutching its face. Someone shouted an order behind him and a well-aimed Voorjer bullet turned the other side of its face into a blackened mess.
I wonder if that was supposed to be a lasshot burning, or maybe the Voorjer bullets are incendiary? Then again I could just be reading oto much into 'blackened'. In any case, effect of bullet on Ork.



page 224
Even though the Imperium had arms that could devastate continents, its victory here would once again be gained by its exhausted soldiers grappling toe to toe with its foes.
Which pretty much sums up 40K. :P The hilarity is some would find this utterly inconsistent, that having the former would mean you would never have to do the latter (IF YOU HAVE NUKES YOU ALWAYS WIN GROUND WARS, or something like that.) Except.. it depends on circumstances. Nukespams may not permanantly fuck up a planet (at least if you have 'clean' fusion warheads or such, like the Imperium does.) but that hardly means 'nothing happens'. As we know with global warming and the human factors causing that (pollution/industry, etc.) the simple fact you're injecting more energy into a system can alter that system (climate, weather patterns, etc.) without permanantly fucking it up. Nevermind issues like property damage and the like.
But some high yield weapons (stuff that can demolish continents - which is gigaton to teraton range usually depending on size and kind of devastation) would actually make more sense in this context - use of gigaton nukes would be more problmatic for its longer term consequences, while a ton or kiloton range warhead (while still having some enviromental impacts) would be harder to explain
Oh and it points to there being weapons that can destroy continents (which suggests multiple kinds) much like the 'continent wasting' ordinance mentioned in Eisenhorn :P Amongst which we can include Battleship broadsides and Grand Cruiser lances (and battleship lances!) :lol:



Page 224
Repton came in alongside and plunged his own weapon into its now exposed armpit, holding it steady like a fish on a hook for one critical moment so that Heal’s shot blew straight through its head
That would imply lashot blew a large hole through the head (possibly partial headsplosion like the 'blowing out the backs of skull' type las shots) single digit kj either way at least, and more probably double digit even for small holes, given its need to punch through the thick ork skulls both ways to do what it does (suggesting more like double digit kj)


Page 226
He abandoned his attack and ordered his men to climb up, straight up, to the comparative safety of the other platoons at the top. The orks saw their enemy break and run and climbed after them, only for their leader to reel back, flesh blackened from las-fire. The orks looked in the direction of the shots to see Sergeant Booth balanced coolly on the slope, lasgun in hand.
"You greenskins keep your hands off my lads," he muttered and fired again as the orks turned their attention from the fleeing troopers and directed it solely at him.
Lasfire from a single rifle burst (multiple shots) blackening the 'flesh' of an Ork. We dont know how many shots, but if we assume the head or chest (20x20 to say 30-30cm roughly) and 125 j per sq cm to 400 j per sq cm... we're talking 50-112 kj at least, to 160-360 kj per discharge.
Also the lasrifle can charge in short enough a time for the sergeant to speak, indicating just a few seocnds at most, and in context the rifles are clearly firing multiple shots (bursts) before the cycle time kicks in, so the brimlock guns do discharge multiple shots before the refire delay, which at least offsets the delay itself.


Page 232-233
The Stone Smashas, in excavating the rok, had discovered huge cannons embedded on its surface. Most of these had been destroyed on impact, but a few of the smallest ones still appeared operational.
...
In the days that followed, these orks drifted towards the cannon, obsessed with them to a fanatical degree. The other orks ignored them mostly, but left them food so that they could continue to tinker. The watershed day came when one of them, having been drawn deep inside the rok, emerged with a large hunk of metal which it proceeded to put in the nearest cannon’s barrel before pulling a lever it had found.
The resulting explosion wiped out the ork and all those who had crowded around him, but it fired the interest of a legion more who sought to be able to repeat such explosions and direct them against the enemy.
The smallest of these cannons to be recovered from the rok became known as the mega-bombard. It was light enough to be dragged with the Stone Smasha warriors to obliterate any of the other tribes that opposed them. The other three were larger and so were left on Bitterleaf to deter any from trying to take the valuable crater from its rightful owners.
The strangeness of their shapes, mixed in amongst the icon-towers and defences on Bitterleaf, along with the incongruity of such savages having such a level of technology, caused the Brimlock officers poring over the recording from Zdzisław’s Valkyrie to misidentify them, believing them to be makeshift cranes or counterweights used in digging out the pit.
The Orks salvage the smallest guns mounted on the Rok and convert it into artillery. It's debatable whether this says anything about starship firepower given that a.) They're the smallest guns, which probably means point defense shit (or quite possibly just guns the Orks stick on to add more dakka. It's not like they don't convert anything they can get their hands on into weapons, including Weirdboyz) b.) even allowing that they salvaged it, it doesn't mean that its operating at peak capability (its salvaged after all, and these are feral orks compared to the ones on the Rok, and they're working off 'instinctive knowledge') c.) Even ignoring those two details, we know Roks have been deployed as hybird drop pods/defense fortresses on the ground by the Orks - EG they literally ride the rok onto the ground and use it as a base to attack from, the guns doubling as ground weapons, so it could be custom weapons designed for that purpose expressly.
Still it shows the cleverness of even feral orks, and that they aren't to be under-estimated.



Page 234
The second mega-cannon fired from amongst the structures on Bitterleaf, sending its shot high and scattering a squad of Roussell’s company following up behind. The third one, through fluke or skill, struck just in front of the armoured company’s line. The tanks were driving close together so as to clear the path and so, as the shot barrelled into the left-most tank, it clipped its neighbour as well. The stricken tank was crushed by the fireball, whilst the other blew off its tread and ground to a halt.
Effect of the salvaged mega-cannon.



Page 235
"Armoured company, turnabout and retreat! Repeat, turnabout and retreat!"
...
"Captain Drum, your company is to reverse only. All armoured units acknowledge. Reverse only. Don’t let these xenos filth see your backs."
...
"Colonel, if we only reverse we’ll be as slow as–"
...
"I comprehend the difference, captain," Arbulaster replied. "Do recall that I am out here as well. I have three companies of infantry here who are all now sprinting for their lives. The orks will counter-attack now they see us retreating and we cannot abandon them."
Tanks driving in reverse are apparently as slow as sprinting infantry. Why the tanks simply cannot turn around and fire to the rear (other than pride and not showing your backs) I dont know.



Page 236
With shells of such size, even a near miss could cripple a vehicle and two more tanks were disabled, one even knocked onto its side by the force of the explosion. Both tanks were abandoned by their crews before their pursuers overwhelmed them.
Near misses of the mega cannon. If a tank was nocked over on its side and remained intact (so muchs o the crew can evacuate) that has to say something about Russes.



Page 237
Arbulaster saw the icon representing Drum’s tank flash and fade out on the hologram display inside the Salamander.
Apparently the command Salamander has some sort of identification function for the tanks - it can tell individual tanks apart and their status nad display it on the holographic display.



Page 237
"Do you have your firing solution?"
"We are offering it to the cogitator-spirits now, colonel."
"Keep this channel open. Confirm when ready to fire."
again the mortar crews use cogitators of some kind.



PAge 237
Arbulaster looked down at the hologram. The three infantry companies were out of the confines of the settlement, out of immediate danger. The armoured company had chewed up the orks that had tried to counter-attack, but at a cost. Only one tank was still functional. Of the rest, all but two could be recovered and repaired..
Once again the Salamander's displays can show information about the rest of the regiment in the battle, apparently identifying the infantry companeis, armoured companies, etc separately, as well as their status.



Page 238
Major Rosa relayed the command to his Griffons, self-propelled heavy mortars with short, snub barrels large enough for a man to fit down them, and in each one the officer in charge gave the order to fire.
..
Arbulaster peered hard at the Griffons on the crest of the crater behind him. He did not expect to see much evidence of their firing, but hoped to see something just the same. The tell-tale smudge of smoke above each one was enough to inform him that their barrage was underway. He turned round to Bitterleaf, counting down the seconds he had estimated for the rounds to fly up, turn over and come crashing back down. He reached zero and a series of small, but visible detonations wracked the top of Bitterleaf. Inside the Griffons the crews would be watching for their strike, making minute adjustments before beginning their well-drilled routines to reload and fire, reload and fire, as fast as humanly possible.


Page 239
They were hundreds of yards ahead of the Brimlock line and just as likely to be struck by their own side as the enemy, as no one knew they were there. Carson held the rifle close. It was not a lasrifle, and certainly not of Brimlock design. He could not use a las-weapon to kill Reeve: the effect would be unmistakable and worse, sharp eyes would spot his position.
Implied lower limit on ranges for Brimlock lasguns.


PAge 242
All of Gomery’s men knew he was mad; he was still team captain, playing games back at schola. They had learned, though, that a mad officer who looked after them as his team-mates was far better than any sane one who treated them as so much human ammunition..
This still amuses the hell out of me. Its even more amusing because he throws the ball (with the face drawn on it) into the crowd of Orks and tells his men to get out there and recover it. (The ball's name you recall is Mister Emmett). BLOOD BOWL IN THE 40TH MILLENIUM.
Also its quite true that a crazy guy who thinks its a sporting event is a better officer than a Krieg Meat Droid wannabe.



Page 253
Diver hailed him back. He sat on his horse, lance in hand, not a stitch of clothing on him. He did it after every battle. Something about cleansing himself or some such thing. The cavalry always considered themselves the best, the most pious, of all the Brimlock units and, as such, developed all sorts of strange ideas about sin and salvation. Lancer Diver’s was a unique peccadillo even for them.
Yet more bizarrity of the Brimlock regiments that is one of the funny parts of the book.



Page 256
"I didn’t even know you were married. She wasn’t one of the wives who came with us?"
"No, sir."
..
"She was as right as rain when I volunteered."
...
"Well, she must be dead now, sah," Red commented. "It’s been twenty years for us, but with all the time we’ve spent travelling... system to system, through the warp and all… It’s been a lot longer for them. They’re all dead, aren’t they?"
"But it’s what you sign up for, isn’t it, sah," Red continued. "They tell you up front, you’ll never go home. And even if you did, even if you got picked as one of the colour-guard and they sent you back express all the way, it’d be the place you started, but it wouldn’t be home.’"
"So you left without her?"
"Had to. There was nothing else for it. No honest work in the rookeries..."
..
"'Starve, steal or soldier', that’s what they say in the rookeries. It’s even on the recruiting posters now. So I chose soldiering. And I’ve not done badly by it. It’s kept me fed. Kept me warm. And I know that every week she was alive, my Florence went up to the recruiting base and she was given my pay."
"And then this came. Back on Kandhar, back when we got on board ship to come here, I got a message from the Munitorum. My account."
Carson took the paper and looked at the figure at the bottom.
"Well, Red, you’ve got quite a surplus here."
"I know. And that’s how I know she’s dead."
And a not so funny bit, pertaining to the problmes of warp travel as far as time and space (being malleable in the warp) go and the differences in time that can occur with multiple wapr travels and Guard regiments. In a way, not going home is a kindness. Kinda reminsicent of stuff from Joe Haldeman's forever war. Which begs the question - is it better just to move on and star a new life on the planet you colonize (or conquer) or are the people returning home (to a Brimlock different than that they left) the fortunate ones?
Another side note - volunteer recruitment and the Guard actually getting paid. The Munitorum clearly keeps track of such things (and it can provide a sort of indicator of how friends and family left behind may be faring, as it does in this case.) It also provides one sort of justification why people may volunteer - it cna provide valuable funds to otherwise poor people (at least if you survive.) Some sort of centralized.. not currency exactly, but means of accounting and banking at least. If it's all handled electronically it probably is pretty simple too (and converting it to local currency as well.) This might be what we've often seen termed 'credits' in various novels, even.
Another point - why couldn't Red's wife come with. I vaguely recall situations like this happened in the Napoleonic era (wives being separated from their soldier husbands because of transport iissues, nationality, the legitimacy of the marriage, etc.) but why would the Munitorum care? It would be technically free support staff for the regiment, as well as a means of providing fresh recruits (EG children who become whiteshields. We even know there's a 'boy company' in this book filled with the children of troopers and their wives.) It can't be transport issues, given the size of 40K starships and their ability to transport fuckton huge numbers of people. It's probably not legitimacy (when does the Imperium care about individuals in that way?) and nationality is unlikely to be an issue either. All I can figure is that its supposed to just be more pointless grimdark.



Page 257
It was the communiqué back to Crusade Command, notifying them of the victory.
...
It was a simple enough task, but as a message that might be read direct to the First Lord High General, and possibly repeated across the sector by the Voice of Liberation...
The Voice of Liberation again... military news and propoganda. Because as we know propoganda is a big deal in the Imperium, and apparently its sector-wide, so the information gets dissimeminated pretty far.



Page 259
"You know of the Battle of Defiance, of course?"
...
"Lord Ferresley’s greatest victory, it’s compulsory study."
...
"Ever wonder why it was named after a town that was over fifty miles from the actual site of the battle?"
...
"I thought it was because that was the place he spent the night after the battle."
"Yes, but why did he spend the night there? It was so he could name the battle after it rather than any of those towns with Vostroyan names nearby. He would rather have been hanged than split the credit with the Vostroyan commander."
...
"Lord Ferresley had an undoubted ability to win battles, it’s true. But even that was outstripped by his ability to win the credit afterwards. "
1.) the Brimlock have servred with Vostroyans
2.) I'm starting to think its a regimental trait that Brimlock not only are gloryhounds and ambitious (and backstabbing each other to get that glory), but that's also a contributing factor to the apparent descent into madness I've already noted.



Page 261
His nails had not yet toughened, but still he managed to use them to score a groove on the inside. He dug his fingers into the groove and pulled it apart. After a moment’s resistance, the sac tore and split apart. Choppa felt a new sensation, that of loose earth between his fingers.
Ork spores buried underground. In some ways its like an egg, adn the ork has to 'break' out using its nails and dig to the surface.
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Part 3

PAge 262
Choppa looked up and saw the twisted gills of a blackened toadstool casting shade where he emerged.
Apparently the literal lifeline of an Ork spore birthing.



Page 262
The figure was larger than him, he could tell. That meant he was small. That meant he didn’t have power. He was not safe. He must find more strength to protect himself.
Ork mindset in a nutshell. Another of the (few) good things about this book is the Ork POv on certain things. Few authors seem willing to try from an Ork pov.



Page 268
The frantic peace-maker switched in a flash to the cautious horse-trader.
Gretchin seem to fill a role in the Ork Hierarchy as trainers for new Orks (boyz, to Bosses, teaching them their roles) as well as assessing Orks. Of course there's probably a bit of self interest in this - Gretchin think in terms of safety and power as well, but they do so in more indirect terms (whereas Orks are always direct.)



Page 284
"The garrison doesn’t concern me any more. It’s the ones who’ll come now you’re here: the missionaries and the witch-finders, then the administrators and the quotas, then the arbitrators and the laws. Your laws. Your society. Not ours."
"That doesn’t have to be, but if you resist, we won’t have a choice."
"You’ll never have the choice. You’re an owned man, lieutenant. You all are. The Guard purchased you with food and protection and a uniform and a gun. You don’t have any choices."
"Then that is just the price you pay."
"For you to defend us?"
"No, for living. On this world, in this system, in this galaxy, in this time. The Imperium is the price you pay to live as a human."
"No one lives in the Imperium, lieutenant. They only exist."
The old 'Compliance' dilemma of the HH series. The galaxy is a dangerous place and only in unity can humans survive against all the threats. But just how far is the Imperium justified in going in the name of survival? Freedom? We've often seen thats the price for the (sometimes dubious) safety and security of hte Imperium. And for some its outright slavery.
And yet, being 'free' is not neccesarily any better. If the Imperium DID leave you alone, there's any number of xenos races (Orks or tau for example) who will conquer you, and some who will eat you ('Nids.) And there's always Chaos.
So in the 40K galaxy, which is better? Security, or Self-Determination?


Page 288
The driver began his prayer to the Chimera’s machine-spirit, but then caught the look on Carson’s face and condensed the remaining twenty benedictory verses into a single command, slammed the ignition control and brought the engine roaring to life.
Chimera startup rituals for the Brimlock.



Page 290-291
His only companion was the distress ticker.
The ticker served a single function. If a particular code was not entered at certain times each day, it sent a powerful signal to every other ticker and then melted itself down. It was the last resort if every other means of communication had failed. He had never even seen a message appear on it before. Each signal was short, carrying as little information as possible to avoid aiding the enemy. Its only use was if you knew the context.
Distress-ticker.



PAge 295
..: the destruction of the rok and the burial of this last remnant of the Waaagh...
...
Mulberry and his sappers took charge once more, just as they had done so many times before in this expedition. Their squads descended into the vertical pit the orks had dug, in order to ascertain the best detonation locations, both at the bottom of the pit and within the warrens drilled through the rok at the bottom. Mulberry knew that Brooce did not care for economy or style, he just wanted it done in a day.
It goes without saying that an Ork Rok probably requires quite a bit of ordnance to demolish, quite probably on the nuclear scale (in totality) even allowing for it being hollowed out.



Page 297-298
"The Brimlock auxiliaries from Marguerite."
...
"‘We “discovered” them on their world," Stanhope described. "Emperor knows how long ago, perhaps before the Imperium found us even. Once we’d taken it we renamed it after our saint, then we took their men to fight in our wars. "
Brimlock 'auxiliaries'. apparently worlds conquered by the parent planet/regiment who are tied to (loosely) and sometimes even fight alongside (in support of) the parent regiment. Reminds me a bit of the mention of 'sister planets' for Tallarn in Desert Raiders, or the Minervan tank Legions (Armageddon Steel Legion descendants), or the Baran Siegemasters (Krieg descendants).



Page 304
The engine was drowning. The same detritus and spores churned up by the tanks in their charge to the crater, that had choked the infantrymen struggling behind, were now congesting those same engines.
Ork spores are a bio weapon against vehicles and personnel both, it seems.



PAge 304-305
Twenty years of fighting, but how many more had passed for those back home. The dating of events in a galaxy where every inhabited world was a tiny speck in an ocean of darkness would always be susceptible to local practicalities. What do the workers on one world care that another world has twenty-four hours in a day if they have twenty-six? To them, a day will be when their morning begins and their night ends. Their years turn upon their seasons and their crops, not upon the rotation of a far-distant planet around a far-distant star. The communiqués from Crusade Command were of no benefit as they referenced everything from the year the Ellinor Crusade began. They said twenty years had passed, but what was that back on Brimlock? Was it the same? Five more? Ten more? Fifty? A hundred?
Crusade Command would never tell you, it wasn’t in their interests. They wanted their common men to feel connected, wanted them to feel as though the world they fought for was still the one they had left. Crusade Command would not want them to know how isolated they were, and Carson wagered that the men did not wish to know either. They knew they would never go home, but that did not mean they did not draw strength from knowing that their home and those they left behind were still out there.
Again one gets the feeling not returning home might be a better thing than returning.



Page 313
Capture was not a facet of war given much attention in Guard induction. Command knew that the vast majority of opponents viewed captives as good only for enslavement or consumption. The captured Guardsman, if not killed out of hand, most probably faced either torture and sacrifice in the name of dark gods, or being shackled to some xenos engine to endure the most bone-crushing conditions until the last ounce of life was wrung from him.
Guard doctrine, therefore, had only one straightforward instruction in case of capture by the enemy: die quickly.
Again this is a valid point. Chaos, Necrons, Orks, and Tyranids definitely do not take captives or prisoner exchanges. and capture is probably worse than outright death (being eaten by nids, or a Daemon, or enslaved by the Orks, or dissected or experimented on by Necrons...) Eldar don't really do conquest, but they don't take prisoners generally either (If they want something they either kill you or tell you to get the hell out of here.) The tau probably are the only ones who would do prisoner exchanges.. quite possibly some rebel worlds.



Page 316
The red stripe picked itself up off the floor, hand clasped over the las-burn on its side. It dragged itself across to the warboss and then presented its injury.
...
The red beam flashed and a part of the roof of the den began to smoulder.
...
The warboss raised the lasgun up towards the totem, almost as though it was an offering to the gods. The totem glowed a dull red and Mouse sniffed the distinctive acrid smell of burning tech-equipment. The warboss turned back to the circle, pulled the trigger again and this time nothing happened.
LAsgun might have burnt out (hence the smell) but the weapon has a distinct thermal effect and little or no mechanical damage. Seems to even maybe have a sustained-beam effect at that. If it could ignite the roof the flash burns owuld be at least 125j per sq cm.



Page 316-317
A Valkyrie flew in Mulberry’s munitions. They were loaded into Chimeras and ferried to the pit.
...
Brooce left the troopers long enough for the sappers to lay their charges...
Seems to suggest that a single Valkyrie could carry the explosives enough to demolish the Rok and bury it (as noted before.) So again we're probably tlaking something more than conventional explosives. Poweful meltabombs, perhaps? Either way it would be a close nuclear analogue.



Page 317
And, eventually, perhaps there would be sufficient manpower to raise a whole new regiment: a regiment of scouts and ork-hunters that could proudly add their strength to the Brimlock auxilia. Whether the Voorjers appreciated it or not, the Imperial Guard was here to stay.
Again 'conquered' or garrisoned/colonized worlds by a regiment seem to become 'auxilia' by default, at least by Brimlock reckoning, which suggests that a lot of the 'prestige' regiments like Cadians, Valhallans, etc, have lots of 'second tier' supporting regiments/auxilia backing them up.



Page 319
The 371st, now there had been a proper Brimlock regiment, before they were consolidated at least. Every company had its Chimeras, the whole regiment was an armoured fist, fast, hard-hitting, none of these pathetic foot-sloggers slowing everyone down. They were called the Brimlock Dragoons after all, not the Brimlock Draggers–
The Brimlock regiments are, like the Steel Legions, fully mechanised. Which is (unsurprisingly) supposed to be a super-rare thing we may recall :P



Page 326
Animals burst from the jungle, wailing creatures disturbed from their homes and fleeing what was coming after. Lasguns flashed down the column as edgy troopers fired, incinerating the refugees even as they scuttled..
If we assume the refugees are something like the size of a rabbit or a duck and third degree flash burns to something that would ignite flammables (50-125 j per sq cm) and say 10x10 cm burnt we're talking a good 5-12 kj. Obviously larger animals (or larger areas burnt) and if its more severe incineration (blackening) would be much bigger.. hundreds of kj (or megajoules) for thermal damage would not be an impossible interpretation.



Page 326
Readied or not, every man brought his weapon up and pulled the trigger. Hundreds of las-shots burned into their raging, wild-eyed attackers, burning the foremost. Those behind stumbled over the blackened corpses, but continued rolling towards the firing Guardsmen; living, angry balls of teeth and claws.
..
A thousand, two thousand, squig-beasts were being driven into the column, bursting from the shadow of the jungle only a few dozen metres away.
Multiple Ork squigs 'incinerated' by Brimlock lasfire from hundreds of guns, probably single (sustained) discharge. We don't know how many squigs that is, but its implied later 'hundreds' get killed, so we might figure scores or hundreds. At a very minimum two or three (and probably far more) but probably fewer than the thousand or so estimated.
The squigs are big enough to swallow a human head and bite down on a torso so we're talking a good 20-30 cm and we know they tend to be spherical, so call it diameter. Assuming only the front half gets burnt.. we might be talking 250-375 sq cm. at the 50-400 j per sq cm I've generally used throughout, we're talking at least 12.5 kj to 150 kj per Squig. For 2, thats 25 kj. For 150 thats 300 kj. For 20 squigs thats 250 kj and 3 MJ apiece. For 200 thats 2.5-30 MJ.
We know that about 2-3 companeis are involved, so call it between 200-600 men tops. 25 kj for hundreds of men to kill just two squigs at that would be hundreds of joules apiece - highly unlikely output. Even at 300 kj (2 squig 4th degree burns) we're talking 500 J for 600 men and 1.5 kj for 200 (the latter maybe, probably not the former.)
at 20 squigs the same applies as with 300 kg for the low end, but at 2.5 MJ we could be looking at 5-15 kj per trooper, which is doable. 2.5 MJ is about the same as 3 MJ, although 4-12 kj range. At 30 MJ we're talkinb between 50-150 kj per trooper.



Page 327
Every man fired as quickly as he could, but in their desperation the rigorous routines that had been drilled into them began to fade, and shots began to be snatched too early, before guns had fully recycled. Inhibitors installed years before by Brimlock gunsmiths prevented early discharges and frustrated troopers had to grab at their triggers a second time to fire. Those who had stripped their inhibitors out could fire as fast as their finger could grip, but their rapid shots singed the squig-beasts’ flesh instead of bringing them down.
More on the firing mechanisms and fire rate of Brimlock lasguns. Again very much a 'bolt action' semi-auto rifle type setup rather than machinegun/assault rifle (EG single shot with delay) because the gun capacitors need time to build up the charge before discharging. This suggests that while the beams may be sustained (or multiple shots) they still fire at an output that is far greater than (earlier shots are ineffective, other wise) but they can be modified for fast-recylcing. It must have some benefit to be modified that way though, else why bother doing it if it never hurt any foe? It could just be that the nature of squigs and of this particular combat mean fast shots are ineffecitive - orkoids are quite tough after all.



Page 327
The luckless Private Schafe tossed his grenade at the squig leaping high over the bayonet wall to devour him. The grenade flew into the squig’s gaping mouth which then closed over his head, teeth chomping down on his torso, before detonating, killing the unfortunate trooper and covering his comrades nearby in a shower of their mixed internals.
Grenade blows apart trooper and the squig who eats his head. Gives us a rough size for the Squigs (head sized) as well as yield for the grenade (at least equal to modern, and probably several times better)



PAge 328
The squig-beasts were dying in their hundreds..
Gives an idea of the approximate kill rate, which might be useful above.


Page 328
The vox in Roussell’s ear was a cacophony of unintelligible orders, oaths and screams.
This might just be a reference to vox beads. At least for the higher officers.


Page 329
The noxious smell of incinerated squig-flesh struck him as he clambered forwards.
Again very.. thermal lasguns.



Page 331
A third mounted the front of the tank and tried to shove a rock into the barrel of the multi-laser only to lose its hand to the scorching red beam.
Effect of multilaser. double or maybe triple digit kj at the very least to burn through and sever Ork hand.


PAge 333
The troopers grouped their fire by priority targets, hitting each ork not with a single shot that they could shrug off, but with three or four at once. One of the orks endured the pain and reached Stanhope
Again multiple (3-4) shots to take down an Ork with lasfire, and again its implied pain might be a mechanism for wounding/incapacitation .

Page 335
They looked up to see the path to their Chimera lined with five Griffons, each one crammed to the brim with troopers.
Griffon mortars converted into impromptu troop carriers. At least a company's worth although there may be less (at least 30, but less than however many the company started with.)


Page 351
.. the monstrous ogryn raised the hefty autocannon in his hands. It wasn’t loaded, but Frn’k didn’t need it to be. He swung it like a bat, gripping it on the barrel, striking the cavalry captain with the heavy feeder system. The impact physically lifted Ledbetter a full metre clear of the ground and sent him sprawling back, unconscious, his chainsword automatically cutting out as it left his grip.
Ogryn strength. Send a fully grown man a metre into the air. Also, an automatic cutoff for chainswords is a sensible feature.


Page 359
Was it perhaps that Reeve was not following him, rather that he was taking him? Was he was carrying him from regiment to regiment as he was reassigned, ensuring as only a commissar can that Stanhope was not persecuted?
It seemed ridiculous. Amongst all the death on Cawnpore, why would Reeve pluck him out to save?
This casts Reeve in a different light. He's still a bit of a brutal asshole what with his kill markings and all, and he's done some hidous things in his career (outlined in this novel, which is why some wanted to kill him) but he isn't malicious, and he is dedicated to his duty as he perceives it. Nor is he petty or vindictive. He's.. pragmatic and clinical and logical about how he acts. Not the emotional 'fire and brimstone' sort of Commissar we get. WE actually never find out if he is protecting STanhope, but its as reasonable a conclusion as we get and STanhope certainly belives it.


Page 363
He held up the small, crumpled piece of metal, half the size of a little finger, that had taken his commissar’s life.
"A Voorjer bullet."
Size of Voorjer rifle bullet. not sure if it means lenght, diameter, or volume, but if it were diameter and I used my pinky as a benchmark.. maybe 6 mm.. call it roughly 5-7 mm to allow for rough variance. If its volume, we might end up getting a much bigger bullet methinks (10+mm maybe?)


Page 366
Even the lieutenant was listening to Blanks, Forjaz noted. The Guard had a rigid hierarchy, but in such a crisis as this, officers looked to those who stepped forwards. He’d never done so. It was only natural when you were standing in the shadow of sergeants like Red and Booth.
I guess there are exceptions to that 'rigid hierarchy' bit :P



Page 370-371
There had been a certain intellectual challenge at the beginning in devising the process by which the men would implicate one another, but now that was in operation, the interrogations, the sentencing, the executions had all become routine. There were no surprises, no shock revelations, just the inescapable grind from which, Ellinor hoped, some useful men might be salvaged.
It was on the last point where Reeve had one last spark of interest; a major of an auxilia unit which had been destroyed during the attack on the mutineers. The Board had brought him in this morning, questioned him briefly, and were ready to release him. The only pending vote had been Reeve’s
...
"I would have shot Carmichael."
Toklis laughed in disbelief. "On what charge?"
"The man could not even get his men to shoot a mutinous officer. What charge? Gross incompetence."
Again we see Reeve is harsh and an asshole, but he is logical in how he approaches his duties, coldly and even robotically so. He accurately assesses the cause of the mutiny and the most efficient way to have prevented it (Carmichael we find out, was some asshole officer who in a fit of pique tried having men who disobeyed him executed, only the ofder was consistently refused. So he ran to the General to complain, and the whole thing spiralled out of control into outright mutiny. Which the Commissars like Reeve solved by tormenting and intimidating people who were questioned into giving up names. Names that were repeated by multiple sources were considered verified. Those who gave single names were eliminated. Traitors rooted out (and the liars) were tied to the barrels of Earthshakers which blasted them apart. Which was all done because shooting twelve full regiments was an undersirable outcome, so 'merely' thousands died.)



Page 372-373
"He, just as you, has performed a great service for the Emperor, but he has suffered a great loss as a consequence. I fear that his grief over that loss may lead him down a path of resentment and ultimately treachery. I would be interested in your thoughts on the matter."
...
"You should speak freely with me, colonel," Reeve assured him. "I have no doubts as to your loyalty."
...
"I doubt." he began, "that any man who has been in this place and seen the consequences of mutiny could ever fall to that crime again."
..
"His men gave their lives to bring such abomination to an end. If he held them in any regard, he would never desecrate their memory. And if he truly loved them, then he would not blame his orders; he would only ever blame himself."
...
"Perhaps, then, a bullet would be a mercy, if he is to carry such guilt."
...
"It is possible. Yet… I believe, that is, I hope that the Emperor in all his Imperial Glory might sometimes deliver His mercy by other means than down the barrel of a gun."
"Not for traitors." the colonel quickly added, "not for blasphemers, not for those who refuse His duty–"
"But perhaps for the faithful?" Reeve interrupted briskly. "Perhaps for good soldiers such as Major Stanhope? Perhaps for you?"
The colonel felt as though he had overstepped his bounds and snapped back to attention, eyes fixed blankly over Reeve’s shoulder.
"No, no, colonel." Reeve reassured him. "Do not fear. You have given me something to consider. "
Rather late into the game we get a major plot point, a bit out of thin air. The Colonel is a storm trooper officer who lead the forces who rooted out the mutiny at the source. Rather brutally I might add (killing women, children etc who were caught up in it.) He's clearly troubled and guilty about it, Indeed, we can see the Colonel's point of view hints at that sort of guilt and shame - he's talking as much about himself as he is about Stanhope, but his words save the Major.
What's more, we get another gilmpse at Reeve. Again he's brutal, assholish, and a cold bastard, but he's not bloodthirsty or needlessly cruel, or mean. He does what he feels is neccessary, whatever the cost (like executing thousands in a viscerally terrifying manner) but he won't just execute people on a whim. He clearly deliberates and, he's open to input from others he considers trustworthy. And does give their thoughts serious consideration, even if it points to mercy.
He's not the best sort of commissar presented, or even the most neutral - he leans towards the 'nasty' end, but he's not the over the top, screaming zealot type and he does have a few redeeming qualities.
Also note the 'Imperial Glory' reference, which is obviously a reference ot the title, but in this context has a double meaning (for both Stanhope and the Colonel.)



Page 375
Sections, platoons, whole companies had been wiped out..
Brimlock using sections instead of squads Probably like how battalions might be used alongside or inplace of companies or regiments.



Page 376
Ingoldsby was still upright, impaled through the chest on a spear with a broken shaft..
Given that the picture on the book (and various references) show and mention armour, this probably means the spear went through armour. At least soft stuff, although the images depict cadian style 'hard' flak too. Given its an Ork sized spear (probably with salvaged metal for the tip) and driven by ork muscles (and WAAAGh power) it probably isn't as bad as it may seem.



PAge 376
The orks had used rope to hang some of the bodies, squig-beast and Guardsman alike, from the tree branches...
...
..some of the men began to try and laser the ropes as they went past.
Lasfire to sever ropes. We aren't sure if this is raking/cutting beams or a single precise shot, but I'm guessing the latter givne that many misses are implied, which means that Might say something about beam diameter if we know the thickness of the rope.



Page 380
" We’ll affix a vox, set to transmit, to the top of one of the trees so that if the Valkyrie returns, they’ll detect it and know where we’ve gone."
Again voxes can be set to transmit beacon-like effects to valkyries.


Page 386
At a signal from him, a dozen of them started pulling at the leashes to try and drag the big alien off balance. At the same moment, another dozen jumped at the autocannon to try to drag the weapon from its hands. It was dragged to its knees, but it held on tight. A few boyz grabbed for its arm, but it swatted them away, then took hold of one of the leashes and hauled. The boy on the other end was too stupid or too scared to let go and so was dragged from his feet. The others pulled all the harder and the big alien allowed them to pull him from the other boyz grabbing at the cannon.
Ogryn strength again. A dozen orks can't budge it, and the Ogryn can even lift one up bodily by a leash. Nor can a dozen of them pull an autocannon out of the Ogryn's hand.


Page 391
Heal saw one, brought his lasgun to his shoulder and fired. The ork stumbled, but held itself up. Heal fired again with the same result. He ran a few steps, closed and fired again. He ran closer and closer, firing and firing until finally the ork collapsed, its body scored with las-burns.
He doesn't seem to 'empty the powerpack' but it takes a matter of seconds to do (the Ork charges him and he can't be a super huge distance off since its inside the captured DOV fort) and the fact there's a cycle time on lasweapons would reduce the number of shots greatly as well. Assuming 60 shots total and 3rd degree (50-100 j per sq cm) to roughly 25% of the face and chest (20x20 cm and 40x40 thats 2000 sq cm, which is about 500 sq cm or so. 25 kj to 50 kj at least. If its the full 2000 sq cm and we go with 100-400 j per sq cm (close to 4th degree which would include blackening/charring) we might get between 200 kj and 800 kj. Over 60 shots thats at least single/double digit kj for thermal effects, and it could be much greater (again, fewer shots.. I'm guessing that there's at least 1-2 second delay betwene shots, so that would double/triple the output)



Page 391
The explosive tips of their weapons detonated as their charge hit home, blowing ork bodies to pieces.
Rough Rider lances blow apart Orks. Many itmes more powerful than a modern hand grenade, given Orks are at least 2-3x more massive than humans.
Page 396
..orks charred and pierced by las-fire and bayonet,..
Again thermal lasfire. Piercing probably refers to the stabby stuff.



Page 403
"... I think what was done to me is only done to those who’ve committed some great sin. To give us the chance to atone for whatever it was. I’m not a person any more, Stanhope. I’m a weapon. "
Blanks hints at the reason why he is such a blank slate - his past was erased because of his perceived sins and he is seeking redemption even without knowing what he did specifically. Sound familiar at all? It should.



Page 409
"Do you know why now? Do you remember?" Stanhope asked.
Blanks nodded.
"Was it a punishment?"
"No. It was a mercy." Blanks looked behind him. "The things I’d seen… It was His blessing."
...
" My men have been waiting for me."
Stanhope looked. "I don’t see them."
"You won’t," Blanks replied. "You don’t know them, that’s why you can’t see them."
...
"Were you the mutineer? Were you Hacher?"
Blanks turned back.
"No," he replied. "We were the ones who killed him."
Da da dum. blanks was the Storm trooper Colonel Reeve was talking to. He was mind-wiped as a 'mercy' because of his guilt over the terrible things he had done, and he had been seeking atonement - which explains why he was shepherding and trying to rehabilitate Stanhope - obivously. I also have a sneaking suspicion Reeve did this, again hinting he may not be a total asshole, given their discussion on Blessings and shit.
And so it ends. What basically happens here is that Stanhope is dead, and he gets reuinted with the Brimlock he just served with, with Blanks (who is reinuated with his regiment, and we have the above epiphany) and Stanhope gets reuinited with the Auxilia regiment he lead during the mutiny (which stayed loyal, and died to prove its loyalty and protect him. He was carrying the Fellcutter of his second officer as a symbol of their loyalty. And at the end he returns it.) and thus reunited, they go off into the Emperor's light and their reward.
Which is rather a nice way to end, even if virtually everyone dies (they do.) Except... the ending feels incredibly rushed. The last 50 or so pages are basically everyone fighting, the Commissar dying, we learn all the big reveals above. The rest of the Brimlock decide to take out the orks in a all or nothing 'death or glory' charge because they have nothing to live for with the rest of the regiment dead, although STanhope wants to try to save them. And he dies by.. getting tired. He literally loses all strength at the end whilst climing towards a vulture and just falls to his death. Honestly, it all feels incredibly incredibly rushed and doesn't really do justice to the buildup (such as it was) or the ending.

And that really pretty much shows the problems with this book. It wasn't a GREAT book (nor was Relentless) but the difference really was that the latter at least had some sort of focus and resolution. An actual pace. This book has good ideas - Stanhope/Blanks and Stanhope/CArson are the two strongest themes - but it suffers from simply having too many ideas. Too many characters and it seems like too many subplots that go nowhere. Reeve was essential to the backplot, but he really served no purpose here except to look scary and grimdark and ultimately die as a symbol of Voorjer rebellion. The Voorjers were completely superfluous to the plot. They existed purely for exposition to badmouth the Imperium and the Guard, and to say how great being free is (of Orks and Imperium) - it feels very Sarpedonish and doesn't really serve to drive any plot or resolve anything (except killing the Commissar.) And there are just too many characters detailed - as interesting as the Ork Choppa was, he was really just a mechanism for driving the end plot and alot of his POV stuff was just needless detail. Alot of the 'madness' of various troopers and officers in the regiment was fairly pointless as well, given most of them dying. A few like the Colonel make sense since they're playing into that 'Conquest and retirement' role - after twenty years its understandable he is afraid of dying so close to his reward. But hearing the abbreviated biography of most of the officers (crazy tank commander raised up from common birth! Officer who thinks he's leading a sports team!) didn't really add much. Honestly, alot of the brimlock 'flavour' felt like it was padding for that very reason.
Which means the parts that did work, STanhope and Blanks, and STanhope and CArson, suffred for lack of development. We spend the bulk fo teh book hearing how Carson was some bloodthirsty killer who was dying froma poison administered by the same IG he serves, someone devoted to leading his men and protecting them, and who has a complex love/hate relationship with Stanhope.. and that goes nowhere. All the buildup between them such as it was (and his desire to save the reigment) go down the crapper when he decides at the end 'everyone's dead we want revenge!' which feels more than a bit contrived. Carson should have been one of the two goads (the other being Blanks) that drove Stanhope towards his redemption. Carson wants someone to guide and save his people til the end. something he could have bequeathed to Stanhope before dying. Think of Gaunt's Ghosts. One of the elements still driving the series is Gaunt's need to find the Ghosts a new home, as well as to ensure that there are still some survivors from the original planet to give a home too - he fights to save as many as he can even as the Sabbat Worlds Crusade grinds them down in its fight with Chaos. We could have had that here too.. but... we didn't.

And if Carson is the impetus pulling Stanhope into the future, Blanks is what is pushing him out of his past. They have a strong development in their shared history, the backstory of the mutiny. They are quite similar in many ways - both bearing terrible guilt that they try to escape through oblivion (but in different ways). Both seeking a sort of redemption for their perceived sins. Saving the Brimlock 11th could be Stanhope's project, the way Stanhope is Blank's. But again this really goes nowhere.

And the Orks. The Orks really exist simply to be fought/defeated (even if temporarily) but even this never gets resolved. I mean if Stanhope and virtually the entire regiment die, shoudln't they accomplish something ? That would at least make sense with the ending - they achieved their final reward, Stanhope and Blanks received their absolution, etc. And if Stanhope had managed to save at least a small number of Brimlock from the encounter with the Valkyrie, Brimlock who carry the colours away, settle the planet, and manage to raise children who will carry on the resistance to the orks.. there might have been some resolution there (again Carson wanting to save his men.) But we don't get that, either. So many loose ends, and thats what really kills this book for me. In the end, there's no real drive, no pace, and there's no real sense of resolution to the story that carries through to the ending, and that keeps this book from being what it could have been.
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Re: Imperial Guard novel analysis/discussion thread

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Next to last IG novel update for forseeable future: Fire Caste by Peter Fehervari. This was a very odd novel. despite the name, its not really a tau-centric novel (or even featuring very many Tau characters) - its more an IG novel with the tau as enemies. I'm also not quite sure what the relevance of the title is. I've heard many describe this as having parallels to (or being a homage of) Joseph Conrad's 'Heart of Darkness' (Or it may be Apocalypse Now, which is also related to Heart of Darkness. Who knows.) It features an IG regiment who have a steampunkish theme being thrown into a stalemated, dead end war on some forlorn Death World, and discovering discrepancies in the way the war is being prosecuted. Much of the novel revolves around the regiment - the Arkan 19th - uncovering the truth whislt fighting the Tau (and their own side), but there is also a subplot involving the Arkan coping with their own past actions stemming from a Chaos incursion. The travel into the jungle, and the discovery of the mastermind behind the Phaedran war is, I believe, where the whole 'Heart of Darkness/Apocalypse now' aspect comes up.

Now, as I said I found this story odd. I found the premise interesting, and I actually liked the ending and 'uncovering the mystery' aspect. And alot of the elements of the story had promise. And yet... much of the story felt rather bland, and at times the narrative could drag. I suspect its largely because I did not find the characters all that engaging. Now granted, with most 40K novels the author doesn't have a lot of time to develop characters or encourage such attachment (esp compared to long running series like Gaunt's Ghosts or the Cain novels) but in 40K characters are an important part of carrying a story - and I just coudln't relate to these protagonists and I felt they did not get the level of development they needed (tau or human.) It reminds me very much of the Bastion wars novel 'Flesh and Iron' in that respect, but it manages to avoid the flaws of that story by having a coherent plot and endpoint that remain interesting.

The real charm of the books, for me, was the author's willingness to play around with ideas for the Guard and try something different. The Arkan 19th's steampunkish attitude is rather different by 40K standards, especially in the way they utilize both jump-capable sentinels (which we'll discuss) and a specialist formation of powered-exoskeleton troops (which is where much of the steampunk element comes in.) Think of Sentinels crossed with powered armor.

Another 'different' aspect is the way the author has the tau acting in this warzone. As others may know I've had some reservations about the way the tau wage their conflicts, but this novel (although they present them as unusual) has the tau doing things that, in my opinion, they should already be doing. I dont agree with all of his opinions - I think he portrays the tau as more negative than they are (which we can ascribe to in-universe bias) - but there are others I agree with very much (the similarities with humanity, for example.)

Overall its a very mixed book, and I suspect this will mean many people will either love it or hate it (a sentiment I have already gotten discussing it with some people and reading some reviews.)



Page 21
The disc was only about a metre in diameter, but Iverson knew that a soulless intelligence guided the machine. It was only a drone, its artificial brain no more sophisticated than a jungle predator, but the very existence of such a thing was blasphemous.
Diameter and intelligence of tau drones. Pretty much typical per their codex fluff.




Page 23
Then a drone soared down behind him and his chest erupted in a superheated geyser of flesh and blood. Looking down at the sizzling cavity in his chest he frowned, thinking a full-grown mirewyrm could swim right through there. It was a miracle his torso was still holding things together.
..
As Cabeza’s corpse collapsed inwards like a slaughterhouse of cards the second drone flashed past, homing in on Iverson.
Effect of drone fire I suspect its a regular gun drone, which means twin pulse rifles. Triple digit kj probably to blow out the chest like that, possibly even bolter/grenade level damage at that.




Page 24-25
They crept from the trees in a low crouch, their stubby carbines sweeping from side to side as they advanced, hugging the coral with a bone-deep distrust of open ground. There were five, lightly armoured in mottled black breastplates and rubberised fatigues. Their long helmets arched over their shoulders, giving them a vaguely crustacean look, the strangeness heightened by the crystal sensors embedded in their otherwise blank faceplates. Iverson recognised them at once: pathfinders, the scouts of the tau race.
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The only one with hooves… Iverson’s eyes narrowed as the truth hit him: the odd-one-out was the genuine article.
Under that loathsome xenos armour all the others are human!
Tau auxiliaries being actually equipped with Fire Warrior grade gear. Pathfinder gear at that. To my knowledge this is the first time the tau have ever made any effort ot equip their auxiliaries (at least those that can use them) on any large scale with some of their own gear - at least weapons and armor (and possibly sensor/optics gear.) We've known they will trade weapons and other tech (EG Hoare Rogue Trader novels) but auxiliaries often seemed to use human gear more than tau gear. Equipping auxiliaries and training them in their methods of war actually is smart because one of the big problems the tau have had is limited numbers. The auxiliaries are meant to offset this, but if you don't standardize the equipment you lose much of the advantages this would provide.
Also note how the pathfinder armour is noticably lighter than standard.




Page 25
A rash of boils ran from its neck to cluster around a topknot of greasy black hair, but its most startling feature was the ruination left by the chainsword. A deep rift had been carved into the right side of its face, running from scalp to jaw, mirroring the crack in its helmet. It was an old wound, but still hideous. A bionic sensor glittered from the scabrous mess where its eye had been and the whole jaw had been replaced with a carved prosthetic.
One of the few tau characters in the novel - which is sad because she really does not get the development she could have. The notable thing is that she is an example of one of those 'atypical' tau, like Kais from Fire Warrior or Farsight, or Myamoto. Sort of the 'dark side' of the tau.




Page 42
There were near on eight hundred troops scattered around the cavernous chamber, clustered up in squads around their lanterns, creating pockets of light in the gloom. The emergency strips were running, but their thin red haze was somehow worse than the darkness. Everyone was jumpy after what had happened in Dorm 31 three days back, although nobody knew exactly what had happened.
Current formation of the Arkan 19th. Also 3 days (or so) to reach the system.. 1-10 gees, and .4% to 4% of c max velocity.




Page 49
He’d kept his riders on their toes but they’d only had a couple of months to play with the modified machines. Unfortunately there had been no choice about that. The colonel had warned him they would be fighting in swampland, where the Arkan-pattern ‘hooves’ of the Sentinels would be a liability. The heavy, flat pads were designed to race across the open plains and savannahs of Providence, but on Phaedra the design would mire the machines in no time, which would be fatal if they came under fire. Sentinels were light hunter-killers that relied on speed and agility to stalk their prey. While they might intimidate an infantryman, it didn’t take much to penetrate their armour. Cutler had even hinted that Vendrake’s force might have to sit this one out, but the captain was damned if he’d let that happen. The Silverstorm Cavalry was a bastion of nobility amongst the 19th and it would have its share of the glory!
Arkan modifications ot Sentinels for a jungle enviroment.
Also indication of 'a couple months' of probable warp travel to reach Pheadra from Providence. Its mentioned they have 9 Sentinels, which means if we scale up the Arkan had some 20-30 sentinels.




Page 50
Determined, Vendrake had sequestered the ship’s forge and holed himself up with the regimental tech-priests to crack the problem. During the voyage they had replaced the Providence-pattern hooves with wide, splayed claws that distributed the weight of the machines more evenly and enabled a limited gripping action. Their research revealed that this was actually the prevalent model on many worlds of the Imperium. While extreme divergence from the sacred construction templates was deemed heretical by the Mechanicus priests, modest alterations were permitted, if not exactly encouraged.
Poring over reports of customisation throughout the Imperium, Vendrake had been drawn to the Drop Sentinels of the Elysian regiments. Fitted with grav-chutes, such machines were capable of diving directly into battle from airborne transports. Fired up by the tactical possibilities, he had resolved to win that capability for Silverstorm. At first the tech-priests had hesitated over such a radical deviation, but he had soon cajoled them into it. Under their soulless augmetics Arkan blood still ran through their veins and they hadn’t lost the old thirst for invention. Lacking access to grav-tech they had opted for single-use jump packs and retro stabilisers, granting the Sentinels limited manoeuvrability during a drop.

Once the project had caught their imagination, the cogboys had pursued it with almost human passion. After that it had been a small matter to push them a little further with the modifications to his own steed, Silver Bullet. And over the months a little further had stretched the abilities of his Sentinel far beyond the norm. Bristling with directional thrusters and gyro-stabilisers, it was capable of swift contortions and great leaps that filled Vendrake with fierce joy whenever he trained in the hangar bay. The fact that some would have deemed his Sentinel a new kind of machine altogether – and likely denounced it as an abomination – cut no ice with the captain.
Changing the foot pattern for alternate enviroments was not the only Sentinel modifications (And again over the course of the journey). Also mention that a certain amount of modification is permitted (even if unoffiically) although Vendrake's own machine is on the edge of heretical. The interesitng thing is that he had the assistance of the Arkan techpriests to do the enhancements - so they had at least some AdMech approval, even if of the radical side of it.
The ultimate result obviously is a modification of drop-sentinels, sort of the Imperial analogue to Tau crisis battlesuits - sentinels with limited jump capability. Although doing so with rockets for a multi ton vehicle would reuire some powerful (Read dangerous) rockets, but not 'over the top' impossible int erms of energy or thrust. Antigrav probably works better though.
Also months of modifications.


Page 52
He touched a switch on his belt and a murky sphere flickered into life beside him. "Gentlemen – and all you Badlander scum too – meet the Lady Phaedra." The hologram was blocky and riddled with distortion, but the planet’s essential ugliness still bled through.
holographic projector - seemingly mounted on a belt.



PAge 53
"Take a long, hard look because it’s the reason you’ve been dragged halfway across the galaxy to this mud-ball. "
..
"There’s a whole subsector’s worth of pain just waiting to happen if she falls. I guess the tau see it that way too."
Phaedra, shithole that it is, has some strategic importance for controlling the subsector both to Imperium and tau.
Also the Arkan have travelled 'halfway across the galaxy', meaning somewhere from one of the other segmentums across Ultima or thereabouts, since they're on the Eastenr Fringe. In practical terms this can mena at least 50-60 thousand LY, but depending on which segmentum (And where) they had travelled it could be much further. If we figure between a couple months (2-3 months) to a year (two at most was implied earlier in the book) we get at least 20-60 thousand c, to 240-360,000c on the other end.



Page 54
"Seems we’ll be touching down on what’s called a Poseidon-class battleship."
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"Which is a fancy way of saying a damn big boat. We’re talking the old kind here – the kind that sails on water, not across the stars.
Poseiden class battleships. Like in Flesh and Iron, we get the Imperium having a wet-navy arm in it, and like that novel its implied to be a regimental formation.



Page 54
"We cross half the hellfired galaxy and we still can’t escape their stench!""
Half the galaxy, again.



Page 63
True to the colonel’s words, the drop-ship had touched down on the deck of a ship, but Cutler’s ‘damn big boat’ didn’t come close to the reality. Roach had served on his share of steamboats back home, but this monster was nothing like those brave old vessels. It defied belief that anything so vast could even float. He guessed the landing strip alone was some thousand metres long and maybe five hundred across, the space sliced into a grid of landing pads and fuelling stations, all connected by a web of pipes and cables. Ugly barnacles of machinery clung to the deck and a crane sprouted from the starboard side like a gallows for giants.
...
Sternwards the deck erupted into a sprawl of metal blocks and conning towers that loomed over the strip like a cast-iron fortress. The keep had been daubed with a crude rendition of the Imperial aquila, the double-headed eagle snarling savagely. The bow was dominated by the ship’s main gun, a mounted cannon that looked big enough to punch a hole in a starship. The monster was bolted to the deck by rivets the size of a man and tended by a whole squad of scarlet-uniformed troops.
The 'battleship' seems to actually be something like those old WW2 warship/carrier hybrids (where it would have a deck and some guns mounted on the ship.) Just one 'main' gun. Its also a fuckin huge battleship, as the deck alone is perhals a kilometre or so long. Of course if Chaos can have land carriers the size of small escorts, why not wet navy vessels similarily huge?
Also note the soldiers manning the ship.





Page 64
The Dustsnakes had once been part of the 10th Company, but that was back in the days before Yethsemane Falls, when the regiment still had almost two thousand men to its name. After that carnage the Dustsnakes were the only part of the 10th Company.
The 19th originally was 2000 men, and 10 companies.




PAge 65
He saw Captain Machen stomping onto the deck at the head of his command squad. In his Thundersuit the man looked like a vast iron crab that had reared up to walk on its hind legs. Under its elegantly moulded carapace the suit was an industrial masterwork of spinning cogs and pistons that clattered and hissed in perfect harmony, almost drowning out the stirring chords of ‘Providence Endures’ booming from its brass shoulder speakers. A heavy stubber was fixed to one ironclad paw, the ammo belt coiling into a fluted dispenser on the back, while the other ended in a massive drill inscribed with the ‘Testament of the Founding Fathers’. The captain’s crew-cut head was visible through the thick glass porthole of his baroque helmet. He was still wearing his wide-brimmed officer’s hat and there was a fat cigarillo rammed between his jaws, but even he wasn’t quite crazy enough to light it in there.
Roach wasn’t impressed by the spectacle. The antique fighting suit was a legacy of Old Providence, a cherished heirloom passed down generations of the captain’s blueblood family. Sure, there was no denying its toughness – after all, the thing was closer to a tank than a suit of regular power armour – but it was unpredictable and hideously difficult to maintain – not to mention noisy as all the Hells! To the scout’s way of thinking such relics were more effective as status symbols than practical tools of war.
The Guard's closest power armour analogue this side of Sentinels. Naturally its steam powered, with cogs and pistons. Also a badass stero system.
Armament is a heavy stubber and a drill but we learn of others. Downsides are the difficulty of maintenannce. This is not actually all that improbable - we know from Necromunda that wealth can afford the rich power armour or analogues like that, and its not inconceivable that nobles oculd be conscripted into the Guard and they migth buy the best military gear money can buy (and have the money to maintain it.) This makes them elite formations of course, but that's nothing new.
In truth as I noted, the Arkan stuff is more akin to powered exoskeletons or a variation on a Sentinel than actual powered armour, but its still pretty cool.
One might wonder why such formations aren't more common (utilised by storm troopers, perhaps) but the logistics is obviously a big point - the Munitorum is about scale as quality - it balances quality with quantity and ease of maintenance, rather than specializing in one area alone. Hellguns and carapace aren't likely to be as costly or maintneance intensive as specialized powered armor, and with sentinels and vehicles accessible you won't always need powered armor of this type - it really is sort of a niche thing.



Page 65-66
Jon Milton Machen was the spiritual father of the Steamblood Zouaves, a cross-company brotherhood of mechanised nobles who revered the Emperor in His aspect as the Machine God. There were eighteen of them in the regiment, all patricians with the wealth to maintain a fighting suit. They saw themselves as questing knights, free to align themselves with whichever unit had the most need. Each Zouave possessed a unique, customised suit, but they were mostly variants of the smaller Stormsuit template and none of them possessed anything like Machen’s monstrosity. Modine had once joked that the captain was compensating for inadequacies elsewhere.
18 'steambloods' in the regiment. If this is current, and if ratios were consistent, we might figure 40-50 such troops in the full 19th regiment. We also learn there are at least tow variants - Thundersuits and stormsuits. Stormsuits are smaller (and less protected, but presumably cheaper/more accessible and more easily maintained), whilst the Thundersuits seem to be their Terminator Analogue. THEy aren't mass produced equipment, and its indicated they're inherited (not unlike hunter rigs on necromunda), emphasizing the rich/wealthy/knight aspect of going to war.
And like I said, its an interesting way to play around iwth the Guard concept whilst staying true to the spirit.




Page 67
They were flanked by a contingent of troops armoured in glossy crimson plate and tall, conical helmets. He didn’t recognise the bulky guns the soldiers were carrying, but each was linked to a shoulder-slung power core and he guessed they’d pack more punch than a regular lasrifle.
Penitent Corsairs. Sort of Grenadier analogues for the Lethean Mariners (The one who own the battleship.). Its not clear whether they are wearing some sort of rigid flak armor (its called flakplate) or if its carapace. Heck, it may be there is some overlap between the two for all we know (low grade carapace/high grade flak.) Also, backpack power-source hellguns.



Page 72
The Lethean Mariners had come to Phaedra fresh from the glorious Purgation of Sylphsea, where Vyodor Karjalan had prosecuted a masterful campaign against the Aoi brood armada. It had been a magnificent triumph marred only by the loss of the Imperial Governor’s son, a young hothead who had sailed his cruiser into the jaws of a brood submaniple.
Again, the regiment with the ships. Apparently they have more kinds of vessels, and they are founded to provide and maintain ships for the Guard. Again its a different way to play around with the Guard dynamic, yet is cool in its own (different way.)




Page 72-73
Strapped into flight couches along the cramped tunnel of the cabin, the Arkan avoided each other’s eyes. Most of them were Burning Eagles, the elite 1st Company of the regiment. Unlike the regular Confederates they wore navy blue jumpsuits padded with dark leather. The standard flat-topped foraging caps were replaced with fluted bronze helmets, their visors sculpted into the visage of a ferocious raptor. The imagery was more than a conceit: the Eagles were paratroopers, trained to fight as they rappelled or dived from the sky, but they weren’t riding an Arkan steam dirigible now
Dropships seem to carry a company apiece, which isn't new. Also we learn the Arkan have a paratrooper contingent along with its power armour and jump sentinels. The paratroops have thier own (rigid?) armour, implying they may be some grenadier analogue and full faced helmets.
This would suggest the Arkan's specialization is aerial assault, not unlike the Elysians or the Phantine, although from 'steam dirigibles' rather than drop ships or gunships.





Page 76
The Confederates had been lined up for inspection when the major’s drop-ship had touched down with the 2nd Company.
Again drop ships seem to hold a company or so, although that cna include the Sentinels and Steambloods.





PAge 77-78
Sergeant Hickox, who’d been with the major forever, had tried to pull a gun then, but the three commissars from the battleship had been faster and he’d gone down in a storm of las-bolts. Then Lieutenant Pettifer had tried to step in and they’d just shot him too. They hadn’t stopped shooting until all three bodies were sizzling and smoking like boomerfish on a griddle.
laspistols burning bodies. If we just figure 2nd to 3rd degree burns at least (25-50 j per sq cm) and on one or both sides, we get around 250-500 kj (for one side) to 500-1000 kj (for both sides) per body and per clip. With 20-80 shots per clip (depending on source) 3-25 kj to 6-50 kj per shot, depending on context. If we figure the burns are severe enough (125 j per sq cm, which can ignire materials) its 1.25-2.5 MJ 15.6 kj to 125 kj per shot.





Page 86-87
"Guido Gonzalo Ortega, pilot third class and falling, 33rd Verzante Skyshadows, indentured unto the glorious 6th Tempest in service to his Holiness the esteemed Water Dragon Aguilla de Carajaval..."
..
Jaime had reported his laxity many times, but the Sky Corps was so short of airmen that Ortega had escaped with a demotion. More importantly the report had earned Jaime Hernandez Garrido the silver badge of the Skywatch, an honour awarded only to men of impeccable loyalty.
I'm guessing its a regiment controlling drop ships, tied to another regiment or something. Its not that clear, but I'd gather thats what the Sky corps are.




Page 87
Flying through the dense strata of floating fungal detritus was dirty work, but dropping below the smog was far more dangerous. The fleet had lost countless birds to enemy ‘sky snipers’ – high altitude drones armed with lethal rail guns.
the tau have drones with rail rifles dedicated to interdicting aircraft/drop ships.





Page 95
Prentiss and Wade kept pace with him on either flank, leaping over the corpses in their lighter Stormsuits while Machen simply waded through them, pounding the dead into pulp beneath his iron boots. He’d lost contact with Gledhill and Ashe but the rest of the Zouaves had signed in on the intra-suit vox.
Stormsuits and Thundersuits again. note that they have individual vox, which seems rather rare in the regiment (only the commanders, the commissars, and the Sentinel/suit pilots do.)




Page 95
He’d clocked dozens of Chimera transports and Hellhound tanks, even a couple of heavier machines he didn’t recognise, all shredded into scrap metal in mute testament to the power of the enemy munitions. There was no clue to the identity of the tank killers, but he knew that even a glancing shot from one of those mystery guns would obliterate his armour in an instant.
Comparison of Thunder/Stormsuits to other Imperial vehicles, at least when it comes to tau weaponry (railguns in this case.)




Page 95
Lovingly he stroked the trigger of his flamer…
And a screaming torrent of fire lanced up from behind the dunes, immolating a cluster of cancerous trees.
Thundersuit has a flamer, which seems to be in addition to the drill and stubber.




Page 103
There were bodies everywhere, floating languidly with their limbs splayed like broken dolls. Some were so riddled with arrows that they looked like human pincushions, while others were shockingly charred and sundered, evidently the victims of powerful energy weapons.
Again effects of Tau pulse fire, which seem both thermal and explosive. They're actually more destructive than most Imperial alsweapons, and there are more calc opportunities (of course tau are so rarely covered that balances out, but still.. :P)



Page 115
A bolt of energy streaked from the mist and tore through a tree sheltering a lone greyback, sundering his chest into charred chunks of meat.
Pulse fire again. This isnt quite 'blowing chest open/inwards' from before, but it could be double digit kj at least (figure 20x20 cm and 3rd degree burns which would be 20 kj for thermal injury.)



Page 116
Strangest of all, the insect was carrying a gun. As it levelled the weapon he saw the blur of its wings flitter and oscillate, modulating their rhythm. The crystalline prong in the gun barrel shimmered, resonating in harmony with the droning, almost as if the wing case was calibrating the gun and…
..
A ripple of energy pulsed down from above and struck the sergeant, unravelling his atoms in a frothing crimson spiral. A moment later, all that remained of Brennan was the hand gripping Templeton’s greatcoat.
Vespid neutron blaster. Basically its not vaporization (no vapour, nevermind secondary effects in close proximity) nor is it explosive effects (EG no gibs.) probably disintegration.




PAge 116
Spinning, he sent a volley of las-fire into the insect’s face, incinerating two tiers of eyes. The creature chittered in pain and pulled away, its wings beating furiously as it soared towards the canopy.
Going by a vespid picture (such as here) we might figure roughly half the face 'incinerated.;' I'd guess they have a big bigger face than a normal person or at least a much larger area for 'two tiers' to be burnt - call it 15-20 cm per side,, so maybe 200-400 sq cm total burnt. If we figure 25-50 j per sq cm (2nd or 3rd degree burns - serious but not fatal) we're getting between 5-20 kj at least for the burst. And aside from the fact its short durationw e can't really tell more than that (how many shots, etc.)



Page 117
Only the three Zouaves had weathered the razor blade storm. Wave after wave of metal filaments had bombarded Machen’s phalanx, the tiny threads shredding flesh and bone but only scratching the solid Steamblood carapaces. The attack left them standing over the mangled wreckage of their comrades like knights in an abattoir. Incredibly a few of the butchered carcasses were still alive, moaning and wailing as they bled out from a thousand cuts.
..
Wade’s voice sounded strained and Machen guessed some of the filaments had got through his armour, probably slipping in at the joints.
..
"Loxatl," Machen said bleakly. The moment the attack had come he’d recognised the weapon and realised the folly of bunching his men up.
..
"What they’re always doing – killing for pay. It seems these tau bastards like to hide behind mercenaries."
I’ve travelled so far only to find the same old vermin waiting for me, Machen thought bitterly.
Steamblood Thunder/stormsuits vs Loxatl flechette fire. We've seen and measured the effects from the Ghosts novels (considerable, being able to shred a living being apart with a singel burst) - but it does very little to the powersuits here.
Also we learn the Loxatl really get around. In the Ghosts novels they're in the rim of Segmentum Pacificus, whereas here they're literally on the other side of the galaxy. Either Loxatl Mercenaries are as omnipresent in the galaxy as Kroot and Orks, or the Arkan originated in the segmentum pacificus (which would be quite a bit more than 'half a galaxy away'. Since we dont know how the tau found out about them, its more likely that the former is the case, although we have no rpoof of that.

If the Arkan come from Segmentum pacificus, the actual distance travelled is probably closer to 80-100 thousand LY or omre, and if they cross that in 2-3 months to a year we get something like at least 80-100,000c to 300,000-600,000c travel speeds.



Page 120
Their remaining Steamblood knight had locked his armoured legs, transforming himself into a sturdy firing platform. His massive heavy stubber was blazing away, raking the canopy with a steady stream of high velocity rounds and spilling out a cascade of spent shells. Martial music blared from his shoulder speakers in accompaniment to his amplified bellowing. The man’s comrade had fallen in the first flyby, atomised by a concentrated lattice of beams, and the surviving knight wanted payback
Apparently the heavy stubber recoil is significant enough on the suit that locking the legs for a stable platform is a help. This could simply mean its a .50 cal 'heavy stubber' (although it could be bigger, since the largest calibre was 25mm from Annihilation Squad.) WE also dont know how much the Stromsuits weigh exactly, but even if we figured 400-500 kilos (high end for Astartes power armour) that would closely approximate HMG-grade fire (and recoil) quite well.
The suit is described as firing 'high velocity' stubber ammo. The interesting thing here is that that may actually be a definition in military terms url=http://www.fas.org/irp/doddir/army/ar310-25.pdf]see here[/url]. Assuming that it just isn't hyperbole for 'fast bullets' that would mean muzzle velocity for a small arm between 3500-5000 fps (1-1.5 km/s), althoug hif the stubber qualifies as arty or a tank cannon it could be much slower.

Also we learn multiple neutron blasters can easiyl obliterate even a stormsuit.



Page 122-123
They were only about a metre in diameter and looked kind of ridiculous to Roach, but the twin guns fixed to their undersides were no joke. Fortunately their aim was poor when they were on the move, only stabilising when they came to a hovering halt. Each time one of the discs attempted that, the Arkan defenders tore it apart with concentrated fire, but it was a dangerous game.

And then there were the snipers. Roach had counted three of them, scattered about the swamp, hidden deep in the mist. Their rate of fire was slow, but the power of their weapons far exceeded anything the Arkan infantry carried, slicing through flesh or solid bark with equal ease.
Tau drones again and the Arkan fighting against them. More dangerous are the snipers, probably packing Rail Rifles (which are more powerful than the Arkan's weapons. Oddly the Arkan seem to have no organic heavy or special weapon support beyond flamers and what the Steambloods and Sentinels carry.)




Page 123
The pessimism was an old ritual between them, but the skinny little man was the best vox-operator in the regiment and Templeton had personally financed his long-range comms set. It was the kind of foresight that had served him well in the past.
Guard officer forking over cash to provide better than standard equipment. Again this isn't unprecedented or inconsistent with the Guard way of doing things, as it represents another one of those 'unofficial' ways the Guard might work around the problems inherent in said Guard. Money and politics can be great equalizers in such an organization.




Page 126-127
To his surprise the sniper himself was a native, almost naked under a thick paste of grey mud. Incongruously the Saathlaa’s head was encased in a sleek, backswept helmet fitted with a crystalline optical sensor. The warrior was a bizarre amalgam of the primeval and the hi-tech, but there was no mistaking his skill with the oversized rifle he cradled. He handled the heretical weapon with a tenderness that bordered on worship, whispering to it and stroking the barrel each time he took a shot.
In a way, the other two guerrillas were even more surprising. Both were true humans and undoubtedly professional soldiers. They wore open-faced helmets and loose black fatigues augmented with cuirasses and shoulder pads. The armour looked like it was moulded from some kind of hard plastek and had a rounded, alien aesthetic.
Once again we learn the Tau forces on this world rely heavily on auxilia, and they've equipped them quite a bit better than we have seen in other sources (almost to or at fire warrior standards.) and giving them access to weapons we normally wouldn't see in Auxilia hands (EG railr ifles.)




Page 130
As he’d suspected, the third Zouave was also dead. There must have been a flaw in Prentiss’s faceplate because the flechettes had shattered the reinforced glass. Inside the confines of his helmet the man’s skull had been liquefied, but his rigid exoskeleton had kept him standing. The suit would probably remain that way for decades after Phaedra had devoured the soft flesh inside its shell.
Apparently even penetrating the faceplate of the suits with Loxatl flechettes is difficult, which says alot about the suit durability, at least against small arms/antipersonnel weapons.




Page 133
Cutler’s personal vox-bead buzzed and Vendrake’s voice piped into his ear.
Again the Colonel of the regiment has a vox bead.




Page 135
Squads of Concordance soldiers were racing through the streets, some on foot, others crammed into open-topped hover transports. There were no native guerrillas amongst them. These troops were all professional soldiers equipped with moulded flak-plate and stocky pulse carbines. They were gue’vesa janissaries, humans who had forsworn their old vows and pledged allegiance to the Tau Empire. They were something more than mercenaries, something less than respected allies.
More human auxilia, this time with open topped antigrav transports. The interesthing thing is that they have 'flak plate' (which may or may not be the tau equivaelnt, or it may be carapace, or it may be fire warrior armour.) Basically they're some of the better equipped human auxilia we've seen, even though they're described as ' more than mercenaries, but still less than respected allies.'



Page 136
The pilot fought to keep his vessel steady amidst the firestorm, hovering some fifty metres above the ground. There was a collective hiss and hatches swung open along the length of the ship, spewing out guide ropes. A moment later soldiers in bronze helmets rappelled towards the ground, firing lasrifles one-handed at the janissaries who rushed to meet them. Both the Piranhas raced into the fray, but the scarred veteran held her pathfinders back, unwilling to commit.
Arkan 1st company paratroopers deploying. Note use of lasguns one handed, suggesting minimal recoil.




Page 137
Recognising the devastating power of a rail gun, the veteran squinted, triggering her optics to zoom in on the armoured giant lumbering into the fray. Like all tau battlesuits it was an elegant construct of interlocking plates and modular, geodesic blocks mounted on massive piston-like legs. Its boxy, lens-encrusted helmet looked small in proportion to its body, but the veteran knew the ‘head’ was just a sculpted housing for the suit’s sensor array. The tau pilot was safely encased within the heavily armoured chest cavity, linked to the machine by a neural interface that afforded an intimacy the crude gue’la technology could never match.
Braodside battlesuit. Not sure why Tau neural interface is supposed to be superior, but there you go.
Also note the pathfinder tau leader has magnification functions in her helmet optics.




PAge 137
The veteran had earned the right long ago, but she had chosen to remain a pathfinder. She knew that many of her Fire Warrior comrades thought her disfigurement had made her insane, but they were wrong. The injury had defined her place in the Tau’va and made her whole. Had she not found her true name through her scars?
Jhi’kaara – the broken mirror.
The others found her choice unsettling, just as they found her fascination with knives repellent. Perhaps that was why she had been left to rot in this remote enclave.
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The Tau mentioned earlier with the chainsword injury. Again she reflects one of those 'outsider' tau who don't conform to the majority but who are still loyal/serving the Tau Empire. It reflects that conformity matters very much in tau society (as we saw with Fire Warrior and the Kais example) and there is enormous pressure to do so or be seen as insane (the 'mon'tau' thing they fear/loathe.)
This is actually a similarity the tau share with the Imperium, as the Imperium also ries to enforce such mindless conformity, although they do not do quite so well.
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Part 2

Page 138
The battlesuit was tracking the drop-ship with the twin-linked rail guns mounted on its broad shoulders. The angular cannons jutted out like blunt tusks, projecting so far it seemed a miracle they didn’t imbalance the machine. Of course Jhi’kaara knew the real miracles were the anti-gravity stabilisers supporting the cannons, and like every miracle of her people they were not really miracles at all, but the fruits of vigorous technology. Unlike the stunted, superstitious gue’la, the tau exulted in innovation. Insane or not, she was certain that the future belonged to her race.
Broadside battlesuits use antigrav to provide stabilization for the railguns. This may actually extend to counteracting recoil, but we don't know. Also tau confidence in their manifest destiny.



Page 138
Today everything has changed, she realised. The Imperials had violated the Invisible Accord so painstakingly arranged by the Water Caste. Once word of this treachery spread amongst the Fire Caste all the talk of ‘shadow treaties’ and ‘long games’ would end and the warriors would be free to fight this war unfettered. Once again Jhi’kaara saw her path on the Tau’va. She would be the one to carry the good news to her comrades.
We now learn that the Tau and Imperium had some sort of diplomatic dialogue going on, and some sort of 'treaty' restricting or limiting the war (secretly.) It is both an example of politics dictating events in the Imperium (even to hindering the prosecution of war) and of humans interacting on some level with the 'filthy xenos.' I suspect in this case the treaties favoured the tau (they usually do, somehow.)
We also learn on this planet that the fire caste and water caste don't seem to be getting along. The whole notion there were secret 'treaties' as well as the discord between Imperials and tau over the prosecution of this war, actually forms the cornerstone of the plot.



Page 149
"On some worlds the poison can be rooted out and bled dry," she said. "On others it has run too deep and spread too far. Here it has become one with the weave and weft of the world."
"High Command says there’s no taint here."
"They say whatever suits their purpose."
Which may explain why some formerly Chaos-held worlds actually end up getting colonized bty the Imperium (Tartarus from Dawn of War, Armageddon, etc.)



Page 160
A skeletal commissar followed, flanked by a squad of soldiers in crimson flak-plate. Though the Letheans were heavily outnumbered and outgunned he saw no trace of fear on their vicious, tattooed faces.
Lethean mariners agian. The Corsaris are the flak-plate ones, and again they seem to be a regiment. with boats.



Page 173
There are Arkan on Phaedra! They have been here nearly seven months and I never knew – an entire regiment of my kinfolk, or whatever’s left of them
Iverson again. We learn the Arkans have been on planet for over 7 months, which becomes relevant later on.




PAge 176
"but it seems that Cutler has spent the last seven months turning his regiment into a Titan-sized thorn in the enemy’s backside. His renegades have been waylaying rebel patrols and supply convoys, sabotaging comms relays, even raiding small outposts."
Again seven months, and the Arkans efforts in that time. They're out-tau-ing the Tau on this planet (although we can also note these are hardly the best the tau have..)




PAge 187
With ill grace he granted my request for a Triton-pattern transport – an amphibious gunboat capable of negotiating both land and water. They are fine vessels and woefully rare on Phaedra. If we had more such vehicles we might have won this war long ago. I am beginning to wonder if that is why we have so few…
A transforming boat with treads. With Titans, mole mortars, termite transports, and all the other stuff why not a boat with treads? :P Apparently we also learn that rarity can be dictated by how logistics is used/abused, and some officers may not utilize their logisitcal largesse to full extent (such as here, because that would violate the secret plans to fight the war efficiently.)




Page 187-188
They were standing together on the upper deck, watching the Penitent Corsairs lumber about their duties with brutish determination. There were eight of the hulking zealots on board, every one a tattooed, shaven-headed thug bristling with devotional charms and totems. To Iverson they looked more like steroid-boosted hive gangers than professional soldiers, but their equipment belied it. All of them wore sculpted body armour with jagged shoulder plates and conical helmets that flanged into fins at the sides, giving them a distinctly marine look. In place of regular issue lasguns they sported high-powered hellguns connected to fluted, shell-like backpacks.
In a more sober regiment Iverson guessed the Corsairs would be classed as storm troopers, but these elites had a propensity for fevered prayer and self-flagellation.
The elites of the Lethean mariner regiments actually get identified as Corsairs here. Part hive ganger and part Grenadiers. Again note the plate armor and hellguns. We also learn the Letheans are regiments, and the battleship (and the transforming gunboat/tanks) probably belong to them. Talk about regimental diversity!



PAge 189
Seven long months ago the Arkan 19th had landed on those shores and disappeared into Hell.
In case we forgot the Arkans hav ebeen onplanet for 7 months.




Page 215
The tau had issued them all with rebreathers, but the cheap masks clogged up fast, making them worse than useless. Only the real arse-kissers persevered with them, always keen to suck up to their alien masters.
Of course those masters don’t share our misery, Roach observed sourly, glancing at the armoured xenos standing at the prow of the skimmer. Doubtless Jhi’kaara’s helmet was equipped with a proper filtration system, unlike the mass-produced junk doled out to the human grunts. Still, at least she showed her charges a little respect, unlike the rest of the blueskins on the Diadem.
Whilst they are better equipped than many auxiliaries in previous tau-related fluff, the tau troopers are still better equipped. Unsurprisingly givne the whole 'first among equals' setup. The real question is what are the source of the crappy gear? On one hand its issued by the tau but it doesnt mean it was made by the tau. Much of the auxilia's gear seems to be tau oriented (tau body armor and helmets/optics, tau weaponry, up to and including pulse rifles) but they're also getting shitty rebreathers compared to what the tau have. This could mean that the tau-provided armour and weapons are lower quality knockoffs compared to what the Tau have, or it may be that at least some gear (armour - eg the 'flak plate', as well as rebreathers) is recycled human stock.




PAge 217-218
Hulking, heavily armoured combat servitors patrolled the promenade, gliding back and forth on elegantly moulded anti-gravity skirts. Their heads were little more than nubs of dead meat protruding from iron torsos, hanging between their massive shoulder pads like dried fruit. Roach shuddered at the sight of their sightless, milk-white eyes. By any yardstick that counted, servitors were dead men, mind-wiped and melded with machines to serve as soulless thralls to the Imperium.
..
His time among the Concordance had taught him plenty about the tau mindset. While many races fastened onto grand notions like honour, glory or righteous hate, the tau simply got on with the job of winning. For all their fine talk of the Greater Good they were hard-nosed pragmatists: a race of materialists who saw the world as an ornery, but essentially logical, place that could be chipped, whittled and sometimes just plain hammered into shape. More to the point, they hated waste and loved tinkering, hence the fate of the augmented zombies they’d ‘inherited’ at the Diadem.
Combat servitors working alongside the tau. We learn the Admech are allying with the tau (and doing heretical RESEARCH) on this planet, and that extends to modifying servitors. We also learn they have antennae which seem to allow them to be controlled like drones as well as the antigrav stuff (which again is tau tech.)
Why the tau would be interested in servitors is, of course, another question.



Page 220
Although his face was little more than a wedge of bone wrapped in grey parchment, his black eyes shone with vigour. At eighty-three he was an ancient, his lifespan extended well beyond the natural limits of his species thanks to Magos Kaul’s juvenat techniques. Doubtless some of his more orthodox colleagues would disapprove of such artificial longevity, but O’Seishin knew it was all for the Greater Good.
human rejuv it seems, can work on the Tau (or be modified to do so) and 83 is 'well beyond' tau lifespans, again reflecting that they live considerably shorter lives than humans (which is an advantage, since the years they do live are actually far more productive for longer than with humans.)




Page 222-223
"You’re useful to them, but you’re still just a cog in the Big Machine, just like you was back in the Imperium."
"No, we’re talking a whole different kind of machine here, Friend Roach," Alvarez said. "Sure I’m a cog, but so are the Fire Warriors and the Water Speakers – even the Ethereals themselves. See, we’re all in this together, everyone doing their bit for the Greater Good. And we’re in it because we believe, not because some crazy pendejo in black leather is holding a gun to our heads."
..
"I mean for them it all comes down to how they’re born, right? A tau that’s born a warrior won’t get to build anything and one that’s born a builder won’t get to fight, no matter how angry he gets. Every caste is a prison they can’t ever escape."
Auxilia (including some Arkan) arguing over the tau and their empire vs the Imperium. As I noted earlier, one of the big parts in the book is discussing just how different, fundamentally, the tau are from the Imperium. Those who willingly join the tau think they are different (Better), the loyalists say otherwise.. so we get lots of different views here.
The interesting thing, to me, lies in that bias. Loyalists always think the Imperium is better despite the fact the Imperium craves control and conformity in its race the same way the tau do (and so much so that they wish to leanr HOW the tau do it.), whereas the ones biased otwards the tau only fixate on the bad things. They always generalize how the Imperium is old and decripit, ruled by fear and threat... and neglecting that there are plenty of examples of people serving willingly - either because of indoctrination/brainwashing, or faith in the Imperial ideals/religions, etc. Again for all the differences that are claimed, the two races are alot more similar than many would admit on both sides.




Page 230-231
Only the proud Burning Eagles of the 1st Company still had the look of a coherent unit. Their bronze raptor helms and para-armour had withstood the rigours of the Mire while the uniforms of the common soldiers had sloughed away, forcing each man to improvise his apparel as best he could. Many had scavenged synthetic fatigues or flak armour from dead janissaries, stubbornly scrubbing away the rebel insignia. A few had gone further and salvaged fragments of tau armour. Although the xenos breastplates were too small for a man, the pauldrons and tessellated greaves were serviceable. Even the helmets could be made to fit with a little work. Cully, the one-eyed rogue from Dustsnake squad, appeared to be on a mission to rebuild himself as a patchwork Fire Warrior. The veteran had a knack for tech and had even got some of the targeting optics in his pilfered helmet working. Many such opportunists had also adopted the lighter, punchier carbines of the janissaries, with Cully sporting a prized rail rifle.
The more devout men shunned such heretical gear and stuck with their sturdy Providence-pattern lasrifles.
After 7 months many of the Arkhan have had to improvise and scrouge gear, except for the steambloods, the Sentinel pilots (for their vehicleS) and the 1st company paratroops. I'm guessing they have carapace or flakplate for it to do that, rather than soft armour.
WE also learn again that Arkans seem to have a gift for technology and modification, as well as far less reservation for doing that tinkering.


page 239-240
Taken individually each folly might be dismissed as mere misfortune, but seen together they spelled out nothing less than wilful betrayal.
Consider the High Command of the Phaedran War Group. We are cursed with witless tyrants like General ‘Ironfoot’ Mroffel, who convinced himself that tanks could float and sent an armoured battalion to a watery grave; or aristocratic buffoons like Count Ghilles de Zhegal, who dallies with war like a colour-blind regicide player, confusing blueskins with greenskins and gunboats for gunships. And then there are the madmen like Vyodor Karjalan and Ao-Oleaus (who is known as the Clockwork Butcher for the obsessive timing of his doomed sallies). Of course the Imperium harbours many such fools and monsters in its darker corners, but here they have been nurtured to strangle any hope of victory stillborn.
The hilarious part is this often reminds me of the earlier Imperial armour stuff when it comes to warfare: Taros, Vraks, Kastorel-novem in particular. And it reminds me of other isolated examples. What I consider noteworthy about the passage, however, is that it reflects that the war on Phaedra is unusually 'incompetent' - too many things going bad/wrong or just fucked up than what the Imperium (At least in what the Arkan are used to, or this region of space is used to) dealing with. One or two factors may be accpeted, but taken all together it seems to imply something unusual and perhaps deliberate. This makes you wonder about the aformentioned IA examples, since the Pheadra conflict represents all of those pretty well :P




Page 242
Day 65 – The Coil: Modine’s Folly
Over two months have passed since Iverson set out to hunt down the Arkan 19th. Again this will become important later.



PAge 246-247
"Can’t you just punch through it with the main gun?" Iverson asked, indicating the lascannon at the prow.
"Can," Vaskó said, "but power cells very low. Only six, maybe seven shots left. Do not want waste, no?"
"Seven shots?" Iverson was outraged. "But we haven’t even fired the bloody thing! Why would the cells be drained?"
Triton class amphibious boat/tank has a lascannon as a main gun. 7 shots is considered 'low' cell capacity.



Page 249
Propelled by powerful, reverse-jointed legs they bounded from the rooftops of the village and soared over the gunwales. One landed by the wheelhouse steps. It came down on all fours and skittered off balance on the rain-slick metal. Although its sleekly muscled form was canine its rapid, jerky movements suggested an avian metabolism. Its grey flesh was leathery and hairless, but a ruff of sharp quills jutted from the back of its neck.
"Is that a dog?"
..
As the beast’s claws tore at his coat Iverson clenched his trapped hand around its tongue and squeezed. The hound tossed its head about furiously, spattering him with drool as it tried to get at the soft flesh beyond his augmetic.
..
Vaskó was at his side first. The zealot jammed his rifle up against the monster’s midriff and opened fire. It squawked in agony and sent him flying with a flailing claw, but the hellgun had virtually torn it in half and its strength was fading fast. A carefully placed shot from Reve punctured an eye. A second tore open its skull and it lay still.
Kroothound probably, it gets blasted in half by hellgun fire. Probably double digit kj or so, depending on how many shots and how wide it is.
autopistol blows open Kroothound skull in single shot.




Page 258
He leapt into the fray like a whirling dervish, lashing about with his whip as he fired his rifle one-handed.
Hellgun wielded by the aformentioned Vasko, in one hand, again noting low recoil.



Page 261
Before the shaper could move, Vaskó sent a full charge rippling along his smouldering shockwhip. The kroot jerked about in a nerve-shredding, muscle-twitching spasm and gibbered in agony. Its quills blistered and its eyeballs exploded into blood-streaked geysers of steam. As his muscles melted away Vaskó lurched backwards, hauling his catch into the inferno after him.
A shock whip, although it seems more like a power-whip (whip version of a power maul) given the extremly destructive thermal effects.



Page 264
..but the gunboat’s clatter drowned him out as it rolled past. He saw its hull was swaddled in enormous caterpillar tracks that suspended the deck high above the ground, transforming the gunboat into a gargantuan tank. The sponson-mounted autocannons on either side were blazing away, deterring attacks, but with only a skeleton crew the Penance and Pain was appallingly vulnerable.
Again the Triton gunboats have tank tracks :P Also equipped with autocannons as supplementary weapons.



Page 266-267
The thunder of the Sentinel’s autocannon was deafening as it tore the krootox into steaming chunks of meat. The machine swivelled smoothly at the waist and raked the rooftops, obliterating a cluster of charging kroot
Sentinel autocannon blows apart kroothound.



Page 276
His Sentinels reached the outskirts of Trinity at the head of an unravelling grey snake that stretched back almost a kilometre. Most of the men were so dazed with cold and starvation they could barely walk, let alone hold a formation together. The last of the Chimera sleds had given out four days ago, the last of the horses a day later. After that it had fallen to the Sentinels to haul along the wounded carts. It was an inglorious task that they rotated dutifully, but fuel had run as dry as blood by the time they reached the town.
Back on Providence the 19th had Mechanised units it would seem. How many of the regiment were mechanised, we don't know.




Page 285
"You sound more like a wordsmith than a commissar," Reve said, sounding uncertain for the first time.
"All good commissars are wordsmiths, Reve. Words are our business as much as guns. When we get them right, our charges face death willingly."
Definition of a 'good' commissar. AS I've noted in the past, a good commissar knows psychology and inspiration, and is as much about positive means of manipulating people - inspirational speeches and examples, leading from the front, as it is about intimidation. A good Commissar is smart and flexible in getting his job done by any means, for the Imperium.



Page 287
The first round punched through her right eye, the second and third sheared away half her face. Horribly she was still alive when she hit the ground.
..
Her shattered jaw mangled the words into wet nonsense as she clutched at him.
Autopistol blows away part of skull with stwo shots.




Page 292-294
"It is a sinkhole for a war the Tau Empire has no intention of winning. The conflict serves the Greater Good where victory would not."
..
" The fighting is genuine, but there is no heart in it. A single company of your vaunted Space Marines would take this world within a week, a few regiments of seasoned Guardsmen within a year, but your Imperium chooses to send only the dregs of its military – the incompetent, the broken or the deranged – soldiers who have lost the will to win or the faith to care."
..
"No, I don’t buy it. Why would the Imperium play to lose?"
"It does not play to lose. Like ourselves, it simply does not play to win."
..
"Consider the facts. The Saathlaa indigenes are numerous, but primitive and militarily insignificant. Our mercenary auxiliaries are effective, but few. As to my own kind…"
..
"Then you are privileged, because I doubt there are more than two thousand of my kind remaining on the entire planet. Contrast that with nearly one hundred thousand of your Guardsmen."
..
"Over the decades we have stripped back our own troops as yours have swelled our ranks. Your Imperium casts its people into oblivion and we offer them hope. You have been fighting each other, Ensor Cutler."
..
"Phaedra is a feasibility study – a microcosm of a future happening as we speak. While your Imperium is diverted by this inconsequential war, our agents – human agents – are waging the true war beyond this gateway world, winning the hearts and minds of the subsector. Everywhere they go they find discontent and a desire for something better. Your species is not as unified as your Imperium pretends, my friend."
We learn of the scope of the conflict on Phaedra and the investment both sides make in it. Predictably the tau have fewer resources than the Imperium do, so the tau go about it more efficiently (EG insurrection and eqquipping locals and seducing Imperial troops to their side as auxiliaries.) than the Imperium does (who just send idiot leaders and shit regiments.) As we learn later, the world is considered vital to preventing subsector-wide conflicts from breaking out (hence the secret agreements.) Although in typical fashion the Tau seem to be waging a war of diplomacy and subversion to win worlds to their side regardless and trot out the naive/optimistic assessment usual to Imperial/tau relations.
Again it's largely interesting in how political this conflict is, and how much the reality differs from what others are lead to believe about the conflict. It really makes you wonder about what may be motivating other conflicts in the Imperium (since politics is always a factor.)



Page 294
"Phaedra is a sacrifice for the Greater Good of both our races, Ensor Cutler. In your heart you know your Imperium is in its death throes. "
Interesting, for a race said to be above Sacrifice. although to be fair we learn the tau presence here has some complicating factors.



Page 299
His presence in her mind was facilitated by an astropath, a human relay station trained to channel telepathic messages across the void. The astropath’s name had been eroded away by that corrosive flow of information long ago, along with everything else that had once made him human. He was a powerful psyker, yet he was also nothing. His mind was like a bright light shinning from an empty shell.
Abel was a remote ghost inside that shell, a shadow presence beyond Skjoldis’s reach. She had often extended covert feelers through the astropath, hoping to taste Abel’s mind, but had always met a blank. It was as if Abel had no psychic presence whatsoever.
AStropath described. What is interesting here is the guy has no sense of individuality or personality to speak of.. he's little more than a psychic servitor, the likes of which we've seen mentioned of elsewhere (AdMech transmat link, the Calpurnia novels etc.)



PAge 302
With access to the records of all inbound regiments, Abel had been quick to spot the potential of the 19th Arkan.
"You do not belong here," Abel had said during that first, fleeting psychic contact in orbit almost a year ago
Mentions they have been on Phaedra for 'almost a year'. Which could mean at least the 9 months or so I guessed before.




Page 308
Pope pulled out a bundle of glassy, needle-like daggers with bulbous hilts and handed them over to the men chosen to strike at the comms centre..
...
"They’re brand-new tech, something the cogboys have cooked up with their blueskin pals…"
..
"Those blades are mods of EMP tech. They’ll hit a target with an electromagnetic pulse that’ll fry its machine spirit, but one charge is all they pack, so choose wisely."
Fruits of tau/admech cooperation. EMP haywire knives!



Page 308
"Have we met before, witch?"
She froze, half expecting his scars to ignite with hellfire, but his expression was simply puzzled.
"That is not possible," she answered cautiously. "You said you were taken from Providence as a boy, while I have been away scarcely a year."
Implying that its been barely a year since they departed providence and been on Phaedra up to this point. Now as noted before, they had 'a couple months' to modify the sentinels, and we also noted just before that they have been on planet for 'almost a year' - at least 9 months. Which again means 2-3 months or so to travel at least halfway across the galaxy or more, strongly indicating that the transit speed was at least hundreds of thousands of c.



Page 313
Grinning fiercely he fired up the buzz saws attached to his wrists and tore into the rebels, hacking a blind path through the choking, flailing mob. His heart soared as blood spattered his armour, lending it a crimson sheen.
Buzzsaw close combat attachments for the Stormsuits.



Page 313
Plunging through the air alongside him, his fellow Zouaves followed suit and stitched the rebels with high velocity rounds.
Again high velocity decsribed for stubber rounds. Heck it is mentioned for autocannon too



Page 313
"Thrusters!" he ordered, triggering the repulsion jet on his back. The Stormsuits didn’t carry true jetpacks, but the single use rockets were enough to cushion their fall. As the Zouaves slowed, a stray blast from a drone ripped through another knight’s rocket pack. Trailing puffs of steam he shot past Joyce and hit the leading barge like a missile, pulverising a gaggle of rebels and punching right through the deck.
Stormsuits (and possibly thundersuits) have rocket thrusters (single use) to allow them limited jump capability. They must carry multiple such rockets, because we see this feature used more than once in this battle.



Page 315
The Zouave acknowledged with a hail of bullets, but none found their mark. The air around the xenos squad crackled and scattered the rounds like sparking confetti. Iverson swore as he noticed a peculiar, tetrahedral machine hovering above the warriors. The thing must be some kind of shield drone, upgraded so it could throw a barrier around an entire squad.
Shield drones used to protect fire warrior team/squad. Which I would think the tau would use more often, given the value they place on fire warrior lives, but go figure. Fends off Steamblood heavy stubber fire.




Page 316
Machen threw up a gauntlet to protect his faceplate as the tau retaliated with a volley of pulse rounds. Even his tank-like Thundersuit could not withstand such punishment for long, so Machen launched himself across the divide and crashed down onto the barge. With his head bowed like a raging bull he charged the xenos squad, scattering soldiers of both camps while the Fire Warriors tracked him smoothly, chewing deep craters into his armour. His left knee guard ruptured and spurted steam, but he was moving too fast to stop.
Pulse rounds, unlike the Loxatl flechettes, are effective agianst Thunder and stormsuits, and can (with enough time or volume of fire) penetrate.


Page 316
"Wait! We need the ship!" Iverson shouted into his vox-bead,
Iverson, the Commissar with the Arkan (at this point) also has a vox bead.



Page 322
"Phaedra shall herald a new way of war that lies beyond the faculties of the Fire Caste," O’Seishin crowed. "The true craft of war lies in conquering your opponent without engaging him in battle."
..
"The Tau Empire is potent, but its enemies are legion. We cannot prosper through force of arms alone"
Except its not exactly a new way for the tau to fight. we've seen many cases (mentioned in the tau codex, especially the 6th edition one, as well as the Cain novels and Taros) where the Water Caste use subterfuge and manipulation to conquer planets - maybe with limited fire warrior support (or intimidation) at worst. Indeed, with 6th edition the tau really are not all that 'force of arms' if they can help it - mobilizing large scale forces tends to be inefficient from their way of thinking. They prefer using diplomacy and trade to conquer, perhaps backed up by fire warrior 'assistance' (either providing military aid as defense, or in intimidating a world into compliance.)
Heck, they took Taros without firing a shot. :P



Page 323
His friendly grin never slipped as he opened fire. Alvarez was thrown against the wall, leaking smoke from his scorched chest. An alarm blared into life before his corpse hit the ground.
Probably a carbine. If we figurea 20x20 cm area, and 3rd degree burns 20 kj. If we figure 40-90 j per cubic cm (20C increase in body temp) and about a 15x15x15 cm area affected it could be hundreds of kilojoules.



Page 331
Big hands holding a laser cutter…
..
t was an awkward attack with a device intended as a tool rather than a weapon, but the beam was lethal at close range. He screamed as it sheared through his right hip and thigh, slicing and cauterising the flesh in the same instant. As he fell, the engineer loomed over him and jabbed at his face with the cutter. Desperately Roach lashed out and caught its wrist, knocking the beam off course
..
The engineer’s head disappeared in a spray of purple mist. Roach threw the corpse aside as Mister Fish knelt beside him.
Again, Probably a carbine. single digit kj at least to headsplode. Also a rather compact lascutter, at least compared to what we know the Imperium to usually employ.



PAge 334
Dispersed across the convoy, the Sentinels and Zouaves were powered down and sheathed in tarpaulin, as if in storage. It was a gamble, but the tau drones would have sniffed them out if they’d hidden below decks, so they’d hidden in plain sight instead. Likewise, the infantry were wearing the insignia of dead janissaries, giving them the appearance of rough and ready new recruits. The tau had bought the deception so far, but Iverson could almost taste their suspicion.
The blueskins don’t know how to trust their instincts, Iverson decided. They’re too orderly and rational to go with a gut feeling. Maybe that will be the death of them.
Iverson the Commissar offers his assessment of the tau. I'm not sure I'd say ALL tau are this way (we've seen plenty who follow their instincts, such as Jhi’kaara from this book, or La'Kais from Fire Warrior, and many of their skilled commanders are skilled because they are intuitive or follow their instincts.) but its also true that many tau are 'logical and orderly' when it comes to warfare because thats the way they are trained to be (and how the Ethereals make them react.) but its something they may also share with the Imperium in that regard (less rational but also prone to that 'obey orders without thinking' mindset because thats what the Imperium wants to encourage. It can be said that the Arkan are a bit biased since they are less 'unthinking' than some Guard regiments.)



Page 343
Combat servitors and skitarii were scattered or crushed as they tried to mount a defence against the armoured leviathan; more were mown down by the Triton’s guns and the greybacks crouched behind its walls. The lascannon at the prow flared and rendered a chattering defence turret down to molten slag. The weapon was fully charged and eager to kill, its spirit restored to health by the ministrations of the Arkan tech-priests. It fired again, disintegrating a trio of skitarii as the gunboat rolled up the pier like a mobile fortress.
Lascannon in action. We dont know how big a defense turret is, but even if its 20-100 kg of iron it would be double/triple digit MJ at least, but as a heat ray rather than 'explosive' effects. If we figure disintegrating skitarri is explosive, we're at least single/double digit MJ (and it is explosive. If we figure 10,000 sq cm per skitarii and 400 j per sq cm for 4th degree 'steam explosive/flaying' burns it would be 12-24 MJ per shot.



Page 361
Cully’s hypervelocity slug punched through his breastplate and exploded out of his back, almost decapitating the man behind. Grayburn staggered back, his lips working soundlessly, then toppled over the gunwales.
..
A heartbeat later a headless body in bulky carapace armour toppled from one of the firing platforms, fizzling in and out of sight as its infiltration system went haywire.
Effect of rail rifle, again hypervelocity slugs. We know from Mark of the Xenos they carry 16 shots. If we figure its clip masses some 500-1000 grams we're talking 30-60 grams per bullet. At 2-3 km/s (mach 6-10 for railguns attributed to tau usually) that would be between 60-180 kg*m/s of momentum, which is 60-270 kj per shot implied.



Page 362
Alongside their invisibility the tau infiltrators were equipped with jetpacks so the Triton’s open deck was an easy target for them. He scoured the deck for the others. According to reports their cloaking systems weren’t quite perfect.
Stealth suits - jump packs and lcoaking devices (which again are not perfect)



Page 363
The Broadside battlesuit had stepped into their path from a silo up ahead and fired its twin rail guns before anyone could react. That one shot had demolished the Triton’s frontal armour as if it were the lightest flak plate.
Implies varying qualities in flak plate (light, heavy, etc.)



Page 364
The warrior’s helmet bulged with enhanced optics and sensors that identified him as some kind of spotter. He was directing the marker light across the battlefield with a telescopic device in his hands.
Some sort of markerlight spotter.. possibly a pathfinder for directing gunfire.



Page 364
Machen dodged a heartbeat before the battlesuit’s rail guns fired. The killing bolts screamed past him, as if furious at his escape. He laughed triumphantly but heard only a brittle, dead man’s cackle. It was only when he tried to fire that he noticed his gun was missing, along with his left arm. One of the hypervelocity slugs had sheared off the limb at the shoulder and he hadn’t even noticed. He found he didn’t care. One arm would suffice for his vengeance.
Hypervelocity broadside suit railgun slugs damage Thundersuit.



Page 369
Jhi’kaara growled with the joy of her kill, drinking in the burning Sentinel to feed her hate. Doubtless the Ethereals would not approve of such feelings, but the Ethereals had deserted them so what did it matter anymore? Perhaps the mystics were wrong about the Greater Good. If hate could bring such focus – such power – then perhaps it was the true path.
The Ethereals are actually all dead I believe (the novel mentions they got lost in the conflict early) so all the tau are basically functioning without their guidance. So rather than being all disconsolate at losing their Ethereals (or maybe they've long worked pas tthat) they seem to be reverting to their natural, pre-ethereal state, which leads to Jhi'Kaara being more emotional and bloodthirsty.




Page 373
She stared at him, uncertain of his meaning. Without a lexical module in play her grasp of the gue’la tongue was limited at best.
Battlesuits can have language modules attached. Quite useful feature.



Page 377-378
The dead pilot, Guido Ortega was in there, flying the shuttle while the witch steered him away from the memory of his recent death. Skjoldis’s roving green eyes watched her body working from the sockets of Ortega’s severed head, which was perched on the drive bay like a grisly totem.
Necromancy, the foulest of magicks...
..
"His spirit still lingers here," Skjoldis had said, cradling Ortega’s head in her hands and staring into his murder-stricken eyes. "A bad death can chain a soul for days or years or even forever. "
Arkan psyker is able to perform some sort of necormancy to bring back dead dropship pilot. It seems to involve recalling the spirit, tricking them into forgetting that they died, then switching bodies with them (putting the spirit inside the psykers body, whilst the psyker inhabits the portion of the body the slain had been anchored to, in this case, the head.)



Page 384
Cutler sighed and popped a couple of Furies. He hated using the combat stimms, but they were cleaner than Phaedra’s narcotics and he wasn’t going to last another hour without them.
Arkans use combat stimms, a sort of narcotic to keep them going.



Page 387
To his surprise he wasn’t sure how he felt about that truth. Trinity had shaken his faith in many things, including humanity’s divine right to rule the stars, but that didn’t make the tau any better. For all his fine talk of the Greater Good, O’Seishin was just another conniving son-of-a-bitch selling another flavour of oppression.
Better our evil empire than theirs…
Again I suspect this is Arkan bias talking, because I wouldn't call the Tau empire evil (although the Imperium, for all its myriad flaws, si hardly evil either.) but there are certainly downsides to the tau way of thinking that can be glossed over or ignored. Its really just a reflection of the similarities the tua can have with the Imperium - they're both convinced they're the best thing out there, especially compared to the other, and that they can sometimes talk one wy and act another, and both are imperialistic as fuck. Oh, and they both have an infalliable belief in their own manifest desitnay and their 'religion' (The God Emperor for humanity, and the Greater Good for the Tau.)




Page 396
The circular chamber was not particularly large, but it was alive with information. Banks of monitors and holo-screens tiled the walls all the way to the high, conical ceiling. Iverson saw live vid-feeds, topographical maps and tactical maps, psych reports and inventories… the density of intelligence was almost overwhelming. A huge photo-realistic hologram of Phaedra hovered above a dais at the centre of the room, revolving slowly. The image crawled with brightly coloured icons representing bases and troop movements, all appended with restless statistics.
..
"The science is all tau of course. We get most of our surveillance feeds from drones, although you wouldn’t recognise them if you saw them. Drone tech is outstandingly flexible and a spy drone can be smaller than the human eye." He smiled again. "On occasion we’ve actually replaced the human eye with a drone and left the recipient none the wiser."
Tau surveillance and monitoring/spy gear, including drone tech. The level of minaturization of drones is pretty impressive, although its probably more the standardization than the capability itself - the Imperium has access to myriad compact spy technologies itself, its just not everyone has them across the whole of the Imperium.
The scope and diversity of information is also quite impressive.. its what you'd expect from tau command and control and datalinking really, nevermind the drones.



Page 399 Spoiler
"Betraying tens of thousands of Imperial lives was necessary?"
"To preserve hundreds of thousands, perhaps millions more? Absolutely." Kircher waved a hand around the room, indicating the flow of information. "The carnage on Phaedra is nothing beside the horrors to come if this war is allowed to spread across the subsector."
..
"You still fail to grasp the wider picture, Iverson. This region is a buffer zone between two embattled giants. Neither the Imperium nor the Tau Empire can spare the resources to fight this war on a system-wide scale – not when there are so many greater threats elsewhere, but equally neither side can be seen to back down."
"You’re telling me the Imperium is party to this heresy?"
"My remit for the war came directly from the High Council of Terra," Kircher said quietly. "They tied my hands from the outset. I confess there was a time when that appalled me."
it would surprise me that the High Lords are this concerned about the Tau. Not so much the diplomacy, because as we've established the Imperium will engage in such even with FILTHY XENOS if it suits their purposes - but that the High Lords would care at all about an insiginificant world in a single subsector. There are litterally million (or millions) of worlds in the Imperium, tens of thousands of subsectors.. how could they be bothered to worry about one world/subsecotr out of countless others?
That aside, it shows once again how politics rules the Imperial military machine in many ways (even to the point of deliberately engaging in pointless or meaningless wars to achieve some other hidden purpose, which we've seen numerous times before, like Gunheads.) as well as the Tau's gift for using diplomacy and trade and manipulation to their advantage.
And moreover, the fact the Tau and Imperium both (in their own ways) fight this war over what is admitted to be worthless territory except that neither can back down, nor can they invest more forces in it again shows the similarities between the two races.

Page 406 Spoiler
" am loyal to the Greater Good, but the Water Caste have made a mockery of this war. O’Seishin’s “experiment” must not succeed."
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"I want the war to be prosecuted by warriors, as was decreed by the enlightened ones," the tau said. "The Greater Good will not prosper through conspiracies and lies."
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"Don’t you see the irony?’ Iverson smiled sourly. ‘You’re a schemer too, Abel. Maybe the biggest schemer of them all."
"It was…"
"Necessary?" Iverson shook his head. "You know, I don’t think you blueskins are nearly as enlightened as you pretend to be. In fact I’d say you’re much like us."
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"We are nothing like you, gue’la!" Abel spat. "The Tau’va elevates and unites us."
"Only when your precious Ethereals are around to keep you leashed," Iverson mocked. "When they’re away things start to fall apart, don’t they?" He frowned, intrigued by the idea. "Why is that? What kind of a hold have the Ethereals got over the rest of you?"
..
"It’s a lie," Iverson said with sudden certainty. "The Greater Good, under all the fine talk and sparkle, it’s just another lie."
And we learn the truth of hte matter.. the leaders of the conflict on Phaedra, both on the Tau and Imperial side, have been colluding with the war. Initially it was at the request of the High Lords as noted before, but the leader on the human side went beyond that to coordinate with his Tau counterpart - who we learn is Abel, the one the Arkan Psyker had been coordinating with for over a year in order to lead a resistance against the human in charge of the war -the Sky Marshal - and had been planning defection to turn over humanity to the tau 'as the best course of action' more or less, except that Abel betrays him.
The biggest irony of this story is that much of what the Water Caste - or indeed the Fire Caste - do may be done because they are not under Ethereal influence. Their ethereals died long ago, and this planet isn't considered important (Even to the tau) so the Tau on planet engage in tactics that they might not normally do (Greater good and all that) and generally behave the way they wouldn't usually. So whilst the brutality or callousness of warriors (Eg the tau Jhi’kaara) or the sneakiness/double dealing may not be 'normal', at the same time this explains why they're equipping auxiliaries and other such 'unusual' (at least fluff wise) practices. It also brings the tau 'closer' to humanity in many respects, which are similarities we've seen throughout the story so often. So whilst much of the story drags and while the characters are 'meh', once you hit the endpoint things really start to pick up and the ending is not as dissatisfying as in, say, Flesh and Iron.
Note again that despite agreeing with some of IVerson's satements, I consider it somewhat biased, as the tau aren't quite a lie, any more than the Imperium is, its just that they're expert manipulators and half truths are an important part of manipulation. Anything can be justified by the Greater good, just as anything can be justified by appealing to the God Emperor. Likewise, Abel's denial of the similarities between the two races is also a joke. Indeed much of Abel's justifications are mere delusion, the result of the tau acting on this world without Ethereal guidance, despite them thinking they were behaving like any normal tau. Some sort of very human like self-deception (wheras others like Jhi'karra, seem to have lost hope.)



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Abel had time for one last shot, then Iverson caught the autopistol in his augmetic and squeezed, crushing metal and flesh into a jagged aggregate pulp.
Iverson's augmetic arm (not the best quality we learn) can crush a metal autopistol quite easily.
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Re: Imperial Guard novel analysis/discussion thread

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Last IG novel update for the immediate future - Baneblade, by Guy Haley. Its a tank novel, as the title says, and its about the big tanks this time. Like most IG novels, the Orks are the prominent enemy, but the novel is mostly focuses around the crew inside the tanks and what they do, how they regard themselves, and the others. And their machines (which also means there's a non-trivial Admech bent to things.) There's also a bit of an attempt at backstory for the protagonist - why he's serving in the Guard when he was a noble on his world (and the guilt and faith that drove him away.) Sort of your usual 'trial by fire' story.


Anyhow, this is going to be a bigger update again, four (smaller) posts. So bear with it.


Page 7
Baneblade, fifteen metres long, as tall as three men, a moving fortress, hammer of the God-Emperor, bearer of firepower to equal a squadron of lesser tanks.
Forge world stats list the Baneblade as 13.5m long, and 6.3 m tall (for the Baneblade, the Shadowsword is a 'mere' 5.85 m tall.) So this one is about a metre and a half longer if we take it at face value and... if we go by 3x the height of a man as say 6' or so, we get about 5-5.5m height, weheras by forge world stats would have us with men that are between 1.95m (if we go with shadow swords) or 2.1m tall (by the Baneblade). More super tall 40K humanity implied, in other words. What makes this hilarious is that it may be standard, but its hilarious even if its for some of the tallest humans because thats low tier space marine too :P
Also firepower of a squadron of lesser tanks, which could mean anything from Leman Russes and Predators to Macharius or Land Raider heavy tanks (which woudl be equal to about two regular russes.) figure 3-6x more firepower for the battle cannon of a regular Russ and maybe 2-3x more firepower in other stuff (sponsons, etc.)




Page 7-8
The work gangs pulled the machine through the final stages of the production line upon a mighty sled, towards the culmination of a year-long process in a forge that covered half a continent. Ruddy, incandescent light caught planes of armour as machines older than memory hammered in searing rivets. The grinding and roaring and hissing of automated systems competed with the chants of the tech-priests and the shouts of labouring tech-adepts. Libations sizzled on cooling plasteel, parchment prayers curled and blackened as they were affixed to the hull, wax ran on hot steel.
Baneblade consturciton on Mars. Lots of automation (which coudl mean servitors in some cases, but may mean genuine automation), but there is a fair bit of manual labour in various wasys too as we discover.
Also implied that the factory is hundreds of kilometers across perhaps, and that a Baneblade takes a year to build. Maybe thats why they're so rare :P





Page 8
A vat-grown homunculus scattered sacred oils upon the hull and the dozens of cyborgs, workers and tech-adepts labouring upon it. Twisted cherubs swung censers, sacred smoke mixing with the stink of hot metal as machine-spirits guided giant arms to attach armoured cupolas to either side of the great tank. Servitors with bolt-drivers in place of limbs moved forwards. Bolts whirred home, the arms and the machine men retreated. Spider-like welders darted in from above, swinging with precision on long, cabled brachia suspended from the roof high above. They spat and shifted, closing gaps with terse arclight. Tech-priests and servitors connected cables amidst darting assembly drones, running auspex and chanting blessings as the Baneblade received the housings for its deadly instruments.
vat grown servitor thingy (cyber cherub?) Also machine-spirit guided arms - probably the 'automation' which could mean cybernetically enhanced organic 'brains'. Also servitors.




Page 9
"Bolter, heavy, LXV Lucius type. Swift winged oblivion shalt thou spit, tungsten-capped, solid-fuelled…"
..
At various points in the last year, each weapon had been singly fitted, tested, retested, and removed. Today, the day of activation, all would be mounted together for the first and last time.
heavy bolters are 'tungsten capped' and have solid fuel. And again a year to make the baneblade, which includes manufacturing as well as testing/retesting - at least of the weapons. Honestly given the process described at the beginning of the book as much time seems to be devoted to the ritualistic aspects (which may be a joke or may be serious and necessary depending on your view of 40K and the warp) and the testing and detail work.





Page 10
"Battle cannon. Demolisher Cannon." The magos named them both and incanted their specifications. The barrel of the first was ten metres long, capable of hurling rocket-propelled shells over kilometres. The second was shorter, sturdier, wider-mouthed. Its munitions could shatter ferrocrete; the shockwaves alone would turn a man to paste.
Size and capabilities of the Battle cannon and firepower of the Demolisher. The interesting thing is that again by forge world stats, the Bane blades battle cannon is much larger (FW listed it ats 5.4 metres, where its 10 metres here, nearly twice the length) Heck its a bit longer than a Shadowsword by FW stats (9 m long barrel) which might give you an idea of what it would look like. Rocket propelled is normal as per FW though for a Mars pattern Baneblade, with a range in a vaguely defined 'kilometres.'




Page 11
. Graspers and claws wired to disembodied human brains attached cupola and hatch, periscope glass and handle.
Which could mean servitors, machine spirits, or something else. Still I thought it was amusing.




Page 11
"The first is Mars! Let that be thy pattern, as it is your home. The second is forty-seven-dash-nine three seven two. Let that be thy number! The third is 033639, millennium 39, Terran checksum 0. Let that be thy inception code!"
Which agian refers to Forgeworld/Imperial armour stuff, in this case every 'true' Baneblade having a serial number that identifies it.



Page 13
Within, the adepts worked at the tank’s stations: First, Second and Third Gunner; First, Second and Third Loader; Driver, Tech-Adept Aspirant, Commander, Commsman, pressed buttons and pulled levers, sibilant prayers on their lips
Crew of a Baneblade outlined. Again consistent with the FW stuff.




Page 13
The turret turned, battle cannon and coaxial autocannon rising to full elevation and back again. Its hull-mounted demolisher cannon swivelled this way and that, the twin-linked heavy bolter in the small turret to its right following its movements. The remote weapons banks in the cupolas on the tank’s sides whirred with activity; these sponsons were positioned midway down the vehicle on the outer track guards, twin-linked heavy bolters in each, single lascannons contained within miniature turrets atop both.
Inside, mechanisms and screens sprang into life, bathing the interior of the tank in holy machine light. Tactical displays, targeting banks, comms equipment – all glowed and chattered, reeling off information.
Armaments and systems of the Mars-pattern baneblade. We'll get this outlined in more detail later, but its still interesting.




Page 14
He bent low to a scroll borne by a blue-skinned vat child, a roll a metre thick, bearing the names of tens of thousands of Baneblades, born from this forge down innumerable centuries.
I have to wonder at the 'blue skin' - is that an allusion to the Androids like A. Bettik from the Hyperion cantos novels. Also implied that the Mars forges have made 'tens of thousands' of Baneblades, which if we take literally probably means (over a nearly 10K year period, and a year production rate) there are perhaps 2-10 baneblades in parallel consturction per year. Given what we learn later that may not be an accurate number, especially since it might even hint Baneblades were rarer than Titans (although it may not include however many other forge worlds produce them, both the 'legit' and 'counterfeit' varieities.)




Page 15
The magos turned his palanquin upon its mechanical legs and, acolytes and work gangs trudging behind, headed back to the beginning of the activation run, where another unfinished machine awaited completion. Behind it, another, and behind that, another still, and then another and another, stretching back further than the eye could see on a factory floor that followed the curve of the planet.
Which as I noted just above, could hint at the 'tens of thousands' figure being conservative as far as Baneblade construction goes, since it suggests there are lots even on a single line in the process of being constructed and they churn one out each year, given the near-constant production rates the forges run at.




Page 17
Kalidar System
Segmentum Tempestus
Chiros Sector
Kalidar Subsector,
Location of the planet the story takes place in. Oddly we learn it implied to be in Segmentum Pacificus. Go figure.




Page 17
Kalidar V; Orbital Distance: 5.33 AU. Ringed Gas Giant; 328 Terramass. Moons: None.
Kalidar VI; Orbital Distance: 7.25 AU. Gas Giant; 426 Terramass. Moons: 12. Population 12,137. Orbital mining platform/ lunar mining personnel. [ref. Lax, grade XIV habitable moon. Agriworld.]
Kalidar VII; Orbital Distance 12.9 AU.
Asteroid belt ‘The Girdle’; Orbital Distance 9 AU. Population 928,331.
Asteroid belt ‘Kalidar’s Noose’; Orbital Distance 8.7 AU, angle 76 degrees from plane of the ecliptic. Possible stellar collision remnant. Population 2,000,023.
More planetary data for the subsidariy elements of the system - orbital mining around the gas giant) and asteroid belt mining. Rather sizable asteroid populations at that.
The distances may or may not become important later, depending on what info about the space battels we learn.
Also note that one habitable moon acts as an agri world.




Page 18
Req. world: Kalidar IV
Orbital Distance 4.78 AU – 8.6 AU
Temp. –37 to 87 degrees C
0.7 G
0.8 Terramass
...
Planetary Grade: Industrial world
DESIGNATED SYSTEM CAPITAL
DESIGNATED SUBSECTOR CAPITAL
Aestimare: Exactus secundus (nominal),
optimare tertio prime
Geography: Grade CLXXVI desert world [subclasses: minor hive, quinternary echelon death world(class IV)]
The target world, where the book takes place. System and subsector capital, and bearer of many diverse titles. It is primarily an industrial world, but also a minor hive world and also a minor death world (because its an irradiated desert shithole we discover.) It also has much lighter gravity than Earth.




Page 19
The tank rocked in time with the barrage; shells flung by artillery batteries ten kilometres behind the tank’s position, falling onto the ork army still kilometres ahead. Honoured Lieutenant Cortein felt rather than heard the distant thunder through the Baneblade’s armour as a steady metronome of destruction.
Which implies artillery of some unknown type with at least a 12 km range. If its Earthshakers we're probably guessing the Baneblade is over 6 km away from the Orks.



Page 23
"Who was this first man to stand here? Did he come to look at his own name affixed to this wall as I do now and wonder at those who would follow?"
..
"Alas it is not my place to do so, Honoured Lieutenant Cortein, but the data is kept by crystal, pen and chisel in Mars’s archives. "
Mars keeps track of all the captains of the Baneblades they produce. As is sometimes said, 'Mars never erases/forgets any data'. Unless its lost, or destroyed, or whatever. And of course the Inquisition has no qualms about destroying it...




Page 25
The Imperial advance, entirely mechanised, swept across the plains towards the ork siege lines. Around the Leman Russ and the Chimeras, the Baneblades and the Salamanders and the other armoured vehicles of the assault...
Mechanised assault against the Orks. They do exist!




Page 25
In conditions like this, even with the Leman Russ battle tanks so close to one another, short-range voxcasters barely worked, while the comm suite’s logic engine had become a lump of inert brass and plastics that did nothing but take up space.
Comms systems in the Paragonian Russes have their own logic engines. We learn that this is a new-made Russ (at least it was when the regiment departed its homeworld.) Of course this is technically the squadron command tank so that may explain it.




Page 26
Bannick hunched over the command suite of his Leman Russ Indomitable Fury and checked his squadron’s positioning against the overall plan. All bar the simplest instruments showed some kind of effect from the planet’s chaotic magnetosphere, but as far as he could tell they were still in formation. The glass bulbs positioned round the circumference of the Leman Russ’s vision block were sandblasted opaque by the planet’s accursed dust, revealing only an undifferentiated yellowish blur that could have been sky or ground. The tank’s augurs were not much better, screens rippling with actinic ghosts. Thankfully the periscope had been fitted with a cover, or they’d stay blind.
Other systems in the Leman Russ tank.. it seems to have varied systems, implied to be electronic in nature - we know it icnlues lights around the vision blocks, as well as some sensors (augurs). Also implied is some sort of system for tracking the positions/locations of the various elements of the force. All of which (including the comms) are being fucked with due to the planet's dust storms.




Page 26
Gunner Patinallo glanced up at Bannick from the seat below and to the right of his own, the massive breech block of the battle cannon like a threat between them.
Must be a really fucking huge turret unlike with the models, as it apparently can seat two people more or less inside with the gun between them and not be cramped. Plus the loader, we discover, behind the two. Then again there's lots of reasons to not pay too close attention to the models for lots of reasons (ludicrously huge muzzles, odd dimensions, etc.)




Page 26
Small augur screens showed him his crew: five men. His driver Kurlick, grim-faced and squinting as he wrestled the tank over the soft sand of Kalidar, as blind to what lay ahead as Bannick; Patinallo and the loader Brevant, viewed from an augur-eye at the front of the tank; Arlesen and Tovan, his sponson gunners, one so stoic as to appear petrified, the other mumbling prayers and repeatedly wiping sweat from his hands.
Internal viewscreens and augurs to show crew members ot the tank commander.




Page 27
The external screens cleared a little. The pictures remained grainy and jagged with interference patterns, but at least he could see.
Also external pict screens to show outside. Man this is one fancy-ass Leman Russ isn't it? It has viewscreens for everything :P




Page 27
The whole company laboured on a dune as high as a mountain, all ten battle tanks struggling for purchase as they fishtailed their way up to the summit.
Size of a Paragonian tank company. We learn they have 100 tanks in the armoued regiment, so that means 10 companies of 10 tanks. Also the sand seems not to give good purchase for the tanks, at least going uphill, but the poor terrain seems to be a constant throughout the book.



Page 27-28
The tanks were in a formation designated as Solon’s Axe, a Tactica Imperium-standard attack mode with trailing edges and a broad, flat front.
..
The fire arcs were seriously restricted by the formation but that was not important, they were forming a moving wall, a mobile fortress, protecting and supporting the machines in the middle of the two companies.
Tactics and assault formation of the mechanised assault, at least as far as the tanks go. The mechanised troops are following up behind.
The Super heavies that is. the 4 tanks of the 7th Superheavy tank company, 2 baneblades, one Shadowsword, one Hellhammer.




Page 28
Somewhere behind the tank axe rode thirty squads of the 63rd Paragonian Mechanised and 14th Savlar Light Infantry, crammed into Chimera armoured carriers, waiting to leap out and exploit the gap the tanks were to create.
The aformentioned mechanised components. The PAragonians contribte their own mechanised, but the Salvaar have Chimeras too - either provided by the Munitorum or they produce mechanised divisions (amazingly)




Page 28
The Leman Russ echelons at the sides of the axes would hit first, the super-heavy tanks – slower and more ponderous than the smaller battle tanks – would then advance and destroy the orks and their fortifications in between the Leman Russ echelons across a front perhaps a kilometre wide
Separation between the two 'wings' of the Leman Russ assault, or perhaps just the separation between the two companies, with the superheavies positioned between and in the middle of them.





Page 29
But there were a thousand pointless ways to end one’s days here on Kalidar before you came within sight of the foe – swiftdust, radiation, temperature fluctuations and the ever-present danger of dustlung from the razor-sharp sand of the place.
..
Right now the biggest threat was swiftdust – if a tank went into a patch of that it wasn’t going to come out again.
Sinkholes being swiftdust. No wonder they call it a minor Deathworld, given all that enviromental shit.





Page 30
"Squadron, prepare to slow to combat speed,"
..
He fastened his stinking rebreather over his mouth, a heavy, rubbery respiration mask wretched with the reek of his own breath and sweat. Hoses snaking behind the command chair in the turret attached it to the filter system, a bulky machine taking up more than its fair share of the tank’s already cramped interior.
Orders to 'slow' to combat speed, which becomes interesting shortly, and mention of the rebreathers for when the tank is opened up. Because of the deathworld-like nature mentioned before (as the book often points out, breathing in the duststorms is bad for you.)




Page 31-32
About three kilometres out over the saltpan of a long-dead sea was a dark wall, a jagged line hard against the desert: thousands upon thousands of orks, all chanting in one savage voice.
..
A howl went up from the greenskins as they caught sight of the tanks. Instantly the maws of their war machines flashed fire, the pop and crackle of cannon reports sounding moments later.
..
"Incoming!" shouted Bannick, hoping that the vox pick-up in his mask had not malfunctioned again. Deafening whistles and screaming thrums filled the air, followed by explosions as shells impacted the dessicated seabed and heaved up columns of earth high in Kalidar’s low gravity. One landed in the centre of the formation, completely hiding Malliant’s command tank behind a fountain of dirt. A Leman Russ further ahead caught a glancing hit from a second shell. A track whipped free, the tank pivoting around its uninjured side and coming to a stop, flank to the enemy. Within moments the turret had rotated to face the orks and returned fire. The following vehicles snaked round it and carried on. Bannick recognised the Leman Russ as Kennerston’s, Senior Sergeant in the first squadron. Already he’d landed two shots in the orks’ ranks. Smoothly done, thought Bannick.
Only a few short paragraphs cover the time between the distance being stated and the Orks starting to fire, so that gives us approximately the range - not just of Ork guns but of a stationary Leman Russ which fires - both fo which are fairly accurate it seems. The moving Russes do fire at a much shorter range later on, so it may reflect (as I note there) the difference between stationary and moving ranges. Also it could be longer than (for example) Gunheads due to the differences in graivty (Gravity was 1.12 in Gunheds, where its .7 here.)
We also note that a Russ's turret can rotate and fire in 'moments' with an implied short timeframe (moments) given that by the time the Russes have gone around the stationary tank and the time its fired two shots (a couple seconds each probably) both hits have landed. That implies at least 1-1.5 km/s velocity or so for the Battle cannon, probably (and probably faster, like in Gunheads.)




Page 33
"Sir, are you not to direct my fire?"
"Too much incoming fire! Storm’s abated, so I’ll risk the periscope," he said into the horn. "Though there is not a chance you will miss."
..
"Enemy line impact in six minutes."
Given the aformentioned range of 3 km, we might infer that they are travelling at at least 30 km/hr, although evne if we borrow Gunhead's 2 km range (as they're still beyond the mention of 'effective' range below) we still get 20 km/hr, and we know they slowed down to 'combat' speed to fire on the Orks. So they can move at least at 20-30 km/hr and that is still not their top speed.




Page 33
This was what he had come for, this was what he had spent two years on a barge travelling over a segmentum to do, a chance at redemption. Excitement coursed through his veins, and Indomitable Fury surged beneath him. A sixty-tonne monster capable of spitting death over a kilometre, and two more like it, were his to command.
Capabilities of the Russ (60 tons, shooting over at least a km) and that the Paragonians had crossed a 'segmentum' and spent two years doing so to reach the planet. Implies a few tens of thosuands of c average travle time at least, as Tempestus (the one mentioned) is between 20-40 thousand LY or so across roughly, although alot of that depends on how it crosses, how you measure it, and how much of a straight line course it is.)





PAge 34
"The Empe… …ows the way. Readjust course, aim for the weakening of the line. Enemy in range. Open fire! Fire! Fire! Fire!"
Muffled reports came through the hull of Indomitable Fury, the other Russ’s commanders jockeying to see who would be first to kill. Not Bannick. He would select his target with care.
AGain enemy in range, opening fire. This implies they're firing at a much shorter rang ethan the 3 km mentioned earlier (despite the fact that a Russ was firing accurately at that range, by a ll indication) but how much less we don't know. It may indicate that the range firing on the move (against orks) is much shorter than the stationary firing range, which would be consistent with knowing the fact that speed affects accuracy.




Page 34
"Load armour-piercing high-density shell."
Sir! Armour-piercing high-density shell”
..
Brevant hauled out a green-tipped shell from the rack and slammed it home.
..
Beyond him the loader had already produced a second shell, preparing to ram it into the breech as soon as the first had been fired.
We don't know what 'high density' means in this context, but I'm guessing probably something denser than iron. If we assume it means something like tungsten or DU, this may man that the round itself is 'sub calibre' in some way, either HVAP/APCR or saboted, since we know it can be hefted and loaded manually, and a 120mm shell (if made of DU or tungsten) would be for a full calibre round between 45-70 kg at tungsten/DU densities, and that doesnt even allow for the casing. If we figurea 10-15 kg projectile we'd probably be talking about the 'high density' component being 30-50mm in diameter (assuming a 400-500mm 'long' part.) although it probably would be slightly less to allow for tha APCR's ligther 'shell'. too.




Page 34-35
Patinallo sat back and his loader rotated aside as he depressed the firing lever. The tank shuddered as Indomitable Fury replied to the orkish guns. The noise inside was deafening. The barrel recoiled backwards a third of a metre, fiercely enough to kill anyone stood behind it. The breech door flicked open, ejecting the shell casing halfway and filling the compartment with acrid smoke. Brevant reached his thick gloves between the gunner’s and commander’s seats to haul the empty casing loose, hurling it back to the tank floor.
Bannick remained glued to his periscope. Bright fire erupted along the length of the ork tank as the shell hit home, pride burning in his heart with it. Armour plates lifted as if punched from within by a giant.
Implies, over roughly the firing range described a very short timeframe akin to Gunheads, which may imply similar velocities although we can't be totally sure. Also of interest is that we at last discover that Russes (at least some Russes) do have their barrel/breech recoil backwards inside the tank demonstrating some sort of recoil system, and it travels back about 30-35 cm (which is less than what modern tanks do, which is closer to 400-600 cm (see here for example, also here for a second one) which counterparts to the mention of recoil force to give the KE of the gun recoiling back from firing, basically, which for an M1 Abrams is around 150-200 kj IIRC) If we use the 190 tons of recoil force from Honour Guard and the Conqueror thats 1,860 kn which translates to around 634 kj of KE for the gun to recoil. Best I worked out was that it might equal a 3.15 ton gun mass recoilling at about 20 m/s, which is considerably heavier (and faster) than modern tanks do as I recall, and produces a substantially greater recoil (some 63,000 kg*m/s in this case. As I've discussed before this translates to over 1000 kg*m/s per ton which is rather high (see here for examples - about equal to the Sheridan tank's recoil ratio really (1050 kg*ms/ton) but not improbable (although not fun or easy to fire - theres a reason that recoil reduction is a desirable thing in MBTs and that the Abrams and other tanks have one half the Sheridan/Russ.)
It also bears noting that this is COMBINED recoil - both for the projectile and propellant, and without knowing the ratio we can't really tell much more than that. If we assumed roughly 50% that I've geusstimated for real life tanks, the recoil imparted by the projectile would be around 30,000 kg*m/s which is alot but still doesn't tell us much without knowing the projectile's weight and calibre. If we figure 10-15 kg as I guessed before we might have at least 2-3 km/s, which is possible givne what I've outlined in prior novels (Gunheads and Honour guard for example) but could also be lower if you figure something closer to the 'shit' performance of a Russ (60-70% of the recoil being propellant means that the projectile recoil is 'only' 19,000-25,000 kg*m/s, which is still quite a bit tank wise, but I suppose you could always argue lower.)
It also goes without saying that (as I've mentioned in HG and Gunheads) that performance wise KE and force/momentum aren't the bea all, end-all of projectile performance. Modern tanks have focused on sub-calibre KEPs for a reason, and not just to boost velocity. Small-diameter, high density rounds are VERY effective at penetrating (concentrating their effects into a much smaller point) and if the Russ AP rounds are full calibre (which is quite likely) the diamater offsets the advantages of greater 'power' when it comes to penetration, loss of velocity to atmosphere, etc. Even if it was something like APCR/HVAP (which could be argued more easily than saboted ammob eing common) you would still probably suffer at least some of the drawbacks (loss of velocity due to atmosphere for one.) Tank gun analysis be complicated, yo.
Still it suggests that even if by brute force methods they can achieve some pretty impressive performance - at least better than the 'CONVENTIONAL STEEL' arguments usually infer. :P



Page 36
They flung back trap doors and blankets, pulling themselves out of the desert. Many of them clutched crude rockets on poles and limpet mines the size of turret hatches. ‘By the Throne! Ambush! Anti-tank, anti-tank! Left sponson concentrate on the missile launchers.
Ork anti tank measurs. Presumably the rockets are shaped charges, but they may not given what Gunheds implied (IIRC shaped charges were unusual) but the Orks in this conflict are abnormal as well and they are specificially identified as AT. If the limpet mines ARE shaped charges, they're pretty damn big, as 'size of turret hatches' would imply something like 40 cm or so in diameter roughly. According to here a modern shaped charge can penetrate up to 7 cone diameters (diameter of the charge, which is nearly the diameter of the shell tiself) although upwards of 10 is known. Given the aformentioned diameter we might figure anywhere from 2000 mm to 4000-5000mm or so of penetration depending on exact parameters. However, even if we assume Orks have shaped charges there would also be no guarantee they're as good as RL modern rounds, so it could be a far lower ratio, but even if it was only 2-3x the diameter we're still talking 800-1200mm, which isn't far off what I remember for many forms of HEAT ammo (man portable or tank carried). That said, the two assumptions above are required to make a calc of it, and it only requires one to not be true for it to be wrong, so it shouldn't be considered an absolute calc either.




Page 37
Rockets rained down from the sides of the formation. As they drew near the tanks the green xenos flung their limpet mines. They stuck with loud clangs to two more tanks ahead of Indomitable Fury. The bombs exploded; one tank came through a wreath of fire, guns blazing, the other did not; another Leman Russ gone.
The limpet mines kill one tank, but another survives. Which means that penetrateion is not guaranteed. Whether or not this is impessive depends on the assumptions I outlined as before. If its a shaped charge, and depending on the exact ratios, it could be as good or better than modern.




Page 38
An ork, taller than the tallest man Bannick had ever seen and as heavily muscled as Paragonian swamp cattle, towered above him.
Possibly suggesting its in excess of 2 metres tall.





Page 38
He pulled the trigger of the storm bolter, watching detachedly as the bolts came out of the weapon’s twin barrels, tiny jets igniting at the tail of each as they exited, to accelerate them away. One, two, three… all missed. The ork’s rocket came down, inevitable.

The fourth bolt caught the ork in the leg. Mass-activated sensors detonated the miniature missile’s charge at a predetermined depth within its warty flesh, blowing the limb free in a spray of blood and meat.
Bolter rounds activate and accelerate within metres, although no idea if they achieve max speed in that space. 4 shots or so within a second or two, implying storm bolter rate of fire (but that's conjectural.) Also the 'mass reactive' sensors and how they opreate. Blowing off an Ork's limb is several times more impressive than blowing off a human's, by difference in size/mass alone.





Page 38-39
Through veils of sand like grasping fingers Bannick saw them, ork super-heavy walkers fourteen metres tall, bristling with weapons, crushing orks too slow to move out of the way.

Like all the orks’ machines, they were crude and ugly, fashioned as caricatures of fat ork warriors, bulging bellies made of jagged metal plates hammered together with little care and painted in colour schemes of glaring red and yellow, or in garish camo patterns. Crude, but deadly, and seven of them were coming straight at the left echelon.
Stompas probably, but they're distinct from Titans (one of those shows up later.) and their height.





Page 39
"All squadrons! Lieutenant Bannick! I am in command! Full reverse! Full reverse!’ shouted Bannick. "Form up on me! Single line! Bring fire to bear…" he consulted his tac display, picking out the walker with what seemed the heaviest guns. "Point niner-five zero!"
Leman Russ has a tac display, and it apparently shows information on the Imperial forces AND the ORks both.






Page 45
"No war on Paragon for a thousand years, should have been a breeze, just my blasted luck they called a regimental draft two weeks after I signed up."
PAragon has been relatively peaceful for over a millenium. So much for 'GALAXY OF WAR.'





Page 46
"Now where by the High Lords of Terra’s collective backsides is berth 29/omicron/iii94a? They could have given me an auspex map."
Auspex map for navigating aboard ship.






PAge 46
Once they walked a catwalk one hundred metres above the training field, a thousand metres square of bare metal deck where they’d spent much of the last two years training on mock battlefields.
Shipboard training field. That said, 1000 sq m is not very big :P





Page 48
In the racks before them squatted the titanic vehicles of the 7th Paragonian Super-heavy Tank Company. There were four of them, only four vehicles to make up an entire company! Bannick could not imagine what an entire regiment of them would be like, not that such things existed. Aside from the taskforce command Leviathan, the super-heavies were the only tanks of that size and power on the entire transport barge – they were rare.
PAragonian superheavy vehicles, including a Leviathan. 4 vehciles making up a company implies each tank (assuming baneblade) would be equal to at least 2.5-3 tanks.




Page 50
The lower half of one side of the Leviathan could just be made out in the distance, heavy with decoration, three great turrets atop bastions along its flank, a cathedral on tracks.
Leviathan armament. not sure what the three turrets are, although they are presumably heavy guns.





Page 53
The star’s a nightmare, pumps out solar flares of such magnitude the planet’s magnetosphere is constantly in turmoil. Vox communication’s nigh on impossible because of that. Commsats get fried in orbit, anything other than a shout won’t get through, short-range vox is unreliable, long-range unlikely, and heavy data transmission impossible without direct line of sight.
Status of communications on Kalidar again. Short range vox is presumably stuff like comm beads, but we also get comm sats and 'data transmission' which features prominently iwth many vehicles in this book, especially the superheavies. Lots of datanets nad shit, which is no doubt thematically inappropriate for 40K because there are no way for guys hauling on chains to transmit data in such a manner.




Page 53
Training-Senior Sergeant Vasco Vanhool, 492nd Cadian Shock Troops, attached to the 63rd Paragonian Mechanised Infantry.
Cadians used as trainers for the Paragonians. This might suggest that Paragon is somewhere close to the Eye, but its far from certain given how omnipresent in the galaxy Cadians tend to be.





Page 55
...directing his voice through the company’s closed datanet.
..
"Piping targeting data over."
datanet, and transmitting targeting data from one Baneblade to another.





Page 56
With two of the loaders on fire control, half the tank’s tertiary weapons were inactive, Third Gunner Vand struggling at the station behind Cortein to work both sponson banks and the forward bolter turret without the help of his loader Marsello.
Loaders not only keep the primary weapons (battle cannons and demolishers) loaded, but also help to main the tertiary weapons.





Page 57
He flashed up a tac map onto Cortein’s chart desk. Blinking lights pinpointed the main ork force.
..
"The 3rd Company has taking a pounding. Half of it’s gone, as far as I can see."
The commander of the Mars Triumphant has his own chart desk for receiving info on, in this case tac maps with troop dispositions and situational data. Data is evidently provided by the commsman.




Page 58
..then joined Vand at the tertiary weapons system fire-control, remotely controlling the bolters and lascannon of the left sponson bank, targets displayed on the screens at the station, relayed by the augur-eyes of the weapons.
Tertiary weapons remote controlled, and consist of lascannon and heavy bolters, both of which have augur-assisted targeting.




Page 58
Now for the battle cannon. Radden was doing his best, but he’d do better if Cortein directed him.
...
Cortein’s fingers moved surely over the screens of his command suite, bringing up a weak point on the one-armed walker...
..
The target’s information was conveyed by Martian means to the suite in front of Radden’s chair up above and out to the company’s other Baneblade.
Cortein, the Baneblade commander, provides targeting data to his primary weapons gunner, as well as to a second Baneblade (Again.)





Page 59
Two Baneblades could take down a super-heavy walker in fairly short order if well coordinated; a Shadowsword’s anti-Titan main armament needed no help.
Two baneblades can take down a (possible) Stompa, whereas Shadosword can do it by itself.




PAge 61
Cortein scanned the bank of brass-bound monitors before him, his view of the battle a fragmented 360-degree panorama. Tac screens fed in data from the other three vehicles in the company. The technology in the Baneblade was first rate, Martian secrets far superior to the systems of the Leman Russ on the field about them. But even delivered via the 7th’s networked logic engines, the data was scrambled by Kalidar, full of junk, and juddered across screens alive with electric snow.

A wide chart desk projecting a three-dimensional representation of the conflict occupied the centre of his station. There, the Alpha formation showed as red Imperial signifiers buried deep in dots of swirling green. The right side of the battlefield was not so healthy; Beta formation’s attack had been blunted by the ork ambush and the walkers. Red chevrons, the armoured fist units of the infantry, were falling back in orderly fashion, regrouping behind the super-heavy tank company to shelter from the walkers’ fire.

With the tac screens and the periscope feeds ranged about his command deck, Cortein’s view of the battle was broad
More of the sensory/computer and info sharing /datanet capabilities of the Mars Pattern baneblades. Again its very complicated and stuff, although probably not up to tau levels its still quite great by Guard standards.






Page 63
It was far larger, Titan class at least, an ork Gargant, size matched only by the sense of malevolence preceding it.
Two globes on ridged conducting rods projected high over its back, and weird energies played about the thing’s grotesque faceplate...
..
He knew the feeling, not felt for a long time, the sensation that came from the presence of a powerful witch. The ork titan was carrying a psyker.
Ork psyker Gargant. Weirdboy wired into a titan with psy-enhancing equipment.





Page 63
Honoured Captain Hannick, commanding officer of the 7th Paragonian Super-heavy Tank Company and formation CIC, shouted out over the vox...
..
"All tanks, target heavy engine sector five." The Gargant’s outline flashed up in white on Cortein’s crackling screens. Tactical info scrolled urgently over it.
Again more target telemetry stuffages.




Page 64
The screens on Mars Triumphant whited out again as Lux Imperator’s volcano cannon discharged once more, terawatts of energy unleashed in one blast. Mars Triumphant’s screens cleared for Cortein to see Lux Imperator’s beam stopped and spread like molten glass across the energy fields protecting the Titan.
Shadowsword discharges 'terawatts of energy'. Obviously power and energy aren't the same thing, so that muddies the calc quite a bit, since it could mean 'terawatts of power' or 'terajouels of energy' or may be something else entirely depending on how ruthlessly someone argues its ambiguity (and knowing some they will argue it quite a bit.)

Even if its litera (eg terawatts of power) it still can vary depending on the damage mechanism. A pulsed laser (or pulse train laser) could be delivering that energy in a fraction of a second which means 'only' gigajoules of energy. Mind you in such a case the blast needs ot be delivered in milliseconds, which alos means its highly efficient mechanical damage (which is quite powerful in and of tiself.) If its more of a heat ray type weapon it might deliver multiple terajoules per second, and over several seconds that can lead to quite a bit of firepower. Either way its quite powerful.

What's more, since this is an Anti-Titan weapon it also gives us an idea of the magnitude of titan firepower, and by either interpretation fits within the same magnitude of firepower as established for Shadowswords in Gunheds.






Page 64
Sensors aboard the Baneblade spiked.
Baneblades having sensors explicitly.





Page 73
The vox on his respirator was clogged with sand, the wind loud. He could barely hear his own voice...
Personal respirators for tank crews have vox amplification to facilitate speaking whilst wearing the masks.




Page 74
"Our guns won’t fire well. Damned dust refracts the beams before they get far. We’re down to an effective range of fifty metres or less, but I think they’ve lost the guts for a scrap."
The adverse dust storms refract the lasers (suggesting they are, in fact, photonic weapons as 'lasers' rather than 'lasers as magic rayguns' reducing their effective range significantly. Considering its against orks, that is probably even greater degradation (CF Rebel Winter.) and demonstrates any number of adverse conditions can affect range and performance of lasweapons (one of their peculiar drawbacks compared to projectile weapons.)






Page 75
"‘Half-speed reverse. Gamma and Delta to cover left and right respectively. Load all weapons, hi-ex."
..
The tanks began to reverse at half-speed, keeping their thicker armour towards the orks.
Russes can move in reverse at half-speed. This may be contextual, but I assume it means they can move at least at half their normal forward speed. By Forge world terms this means 10-11 kph, although by this novel and others it can mean 15-20 kph possibly. Although in context the tanks are also mentioned covering the retreat of the infantry so we might figure its closer to the former than the latter.




Page 78
"‘Gunner, that Baneblade is worth ten Leman Russ."
Which would suggest a Baneblade is worth a company of Russes. Mind you 'worth' does not neccesarily mean 'power', so it can still be worth a company of baneblades yet pack the firepower of only a squadron. It could measure resource expendtiure/cost, durability, or any number of factors.





Page 86
Forty drop-ships in neat ranks filled this part of the landing apron...
40 drop ships to carry up newly raised (and returned) PArgaon regiments.




Page 86
He and the other officer cadets of the regiment walked together, nearly a hundred would-be lieutenants and others..
100 lieutenants would suggest 100 or so platoons, a regimetn of 5000-6000, although it may not be ALL lts (it could be officers of all stripes, although it is unlikely to include Sergeants.)





Page 87
Most men who joined the Guard never came home, falling on some foreign field light years away, or, if surviving, granted land on untamed worlds where they could fight some more. Those that did contrive to return could find themselves arriving centuries later, travel across the galaxy being slow, the strange energies within the immaterium warping time. That Bannick’s uncle had come home, along with the three veteran regiments accompanying the two fresh raisings to Kalidar was a near miracle, simply because their homeworld lay en route from one warzone to the other, and they needed reinforcing. Good also for morale, his uncle had confided in him. The Imperial Governor had somehow arranged it, to take people’s attention away from the scandals rocking court, or so the rumours went.

If he did come back, it would no longer be home. The veterans who marched alongside the enlisted men up from the swamps had been recruited at three different points over the last century. None of them had ever been back home before, none of them had ever expected to come home, and now, after only three weeks on their birthworld, they were leaving again and they would never be back again. Their faces were grimmer than when they’d disembarked, the world and people they’d known lost to warp-born time distortion.
I found this an interesting because it could suggest that cost may not be the only factor dictating why Guard regiments rarely return home - morale may be a significant factor. Having soldiers return to a home decades or even centruies later would be quite a shock (or depressing) as family would be aged (or dead) and the culture may have changed significantly in that time. Indeed, I rather like this interpretation of things as it is more meaningful and puts a more tragic human elements to the nature of 40K travel, and reminds me a great deal of the concepts of the Forever War (which was itself quite interesting.)

Still, such dilation is not predictable or constant, and it is possible for regiments (or parts of regiments, as was the key point of Imperial Glory) to return home to recruit, restock, refound, or whatever.. like everything else in the Imperium (or 40K) its.. 'variable.'

We also learn that Guard foundings can have a considerable political dimension in the local sense, as the importance and pageantry tied to such foundings can serve as a useful distraction (in this case, when scandal erupts) or other political advantages. Can't forget the political dimension after all.





Page 89
..huge tractors came crawling across the rockcrete apron towards the drop-ships, each pulling a long, treafded trailer crowded with newly minted fighting vehicles made in Paragon’s industrial zone, equipment for the new regiments.
..
A double raising was rare here, and to see men return home almost unheard of.
..
Transporting the twenty thousand men to the transport barges in orbit would take the rest of the week.
drop ships expected to carry 20,000 men and their vehicles up to the multiple barges. Mentioned to last a week. Whether its a week to load them all up or if it takes multiple trips we don't know, but the upper limit on dropship troop capacity is around 500 or so. Meaning its a company/platoon sized ship depending on number of trips.






Page 93-94
Losses:
Main Battle Tanks (destroyed/ unrecoverable): 19
Main Battle Tanks (damaged – light): 7
Main Battle Tanks (damaged – severe): 4
Main Battle Tanks (operational): 70
Other vehicles lost or rendered inoperable (support, etc): 37
Casualties sustained: 149 (98 dead, 38 wounded, 13 MIA)
..
One Atlas lost. Enginseer Rankoun killed, plus four Munitorum tech-adepts.
..
Extract, Colonel Gueptera Assis Sholana’s personal diaries, Commander-in-Chief, 42nd Paragonian Armoured Regiment.
Losses taken during the ORk ambush. Gives us an idea of the number of tanks in the regiment as well as troop losses.. We dont know what the other vehicles represent (Besids support) but there's 100 tanks.

Also note the Munitorum has its own tech-adepts in addition to the AdMech tech support.





Page 94
Our journey here overran by twelve months, delaying our deployment by three seasons, and allowing the orks to consolidate their gains.
Two year journey was ''delayed' by 12 months (a year), meaning it took twice as long as it was meant to. So the initial travel time was slower than antiicpated (a year to travel across at least the segmentum.




Page 95-96
Here important men were treated for dustlung by lungwash, a process too complicated and time-consuming to be given to the lower ranks. A commissar stood in one corner, overlooking the lungwash room, his job to oversee the treatment given to the battlegroup’s senior officers.
the razor dust on Kalidar can lacerate the lungs (coughing up lung tissue is not fun) but the 'lung wash' can fix that injury, although typically its only permitted for senior officers given process is 'difficult'
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Part 2



Page 96
"Not my debacle, enginseer. These idiots have no wit at all when it comes to the ork. They read the first passage on the greenskins they find in the Tactica Imperium, go no further and are blinded by dogma to what’s in front of them. Orks are not stupid. Whoever first committed that to paper was deluding themselves and those that followed. If only they’d read further in the Tactica, they’d know."
It wouldn't be a IG novel if complaining about the senior officer's incompetence and the propoganda bullshit :P Its actually another good example of my oft- repeated 'theory vs practice' approach to the Guard - the Uplifting Primer (or in this caes the Tactica Imperium) can be full of contradictory bullshit that a soldier (if he survives) can learn is bullshit (think Fifteen Hours.) Not everyone thinks that way, of course but enough of it persists to make the issue problematic, certainly.





Page 98
"That’s why he’s getting the lungwash eh? They usually only give that out to higher ranks. You whispered into a few more ears no doubt."

"My Biologian colleagues attached to the Medicae were only too happy to help." Brasslock bowed his ever-shrouded head. "It is such a great shame so many brave soldiers are denied this treatment, but alas, it is complex. That Bannick is receiving it at all should tell you of his exceptional talent. See, he bears the mark of the Machine-God."
More of the 'Lung Wash' and how its limitations restrict it (conveniently) to the high ranking (or influential.) What I actually like about this scene is the Techpriest, as he seems to break the modl of usual 'techpriest asshole' and show a semblance of being human (even if its a clockwork human.) Not unlike the techpriests of Eisenhorn, or Cadian Blood, the Cain novels, and similar.



Page 98-99
But the Dentares campaign had come to a successful close, so here they were, shipped out, six months back to Paragon, a supposedly ten-month trip out to Kalidar that turned into a two-year ordeal. Three weeks in between with his feet on the ground of a home he’d never thought to see again. How much Paragon had changed, how much dirtier, how much more run down.
the trip was meant to take ten months, which with the 12 month delay mentioned before, means the transit actually took 22 months. 11-22,000c at least for 2 years, but actual transit time was meant to be 24,000-48,000c at least (similar qualifiers as last time apply.) If this was due to time dilation between realspace and shipboard time, we can figure that time in realspace was 2.2x faster than in the warp.






Page 99-100
Furthermore, the hostile surface of Kalidar would not permit the mountain-sized cities other hive-worlds possessed, with which Bannick was familiar from vidcast and book. On Kalidar, each hive centred on a shaft punched into the crust of the planet, a hole wide enough to swallow a cruiser. The better districts were a third of the way down the shaft, round the sides, their presence marked out by domed parks and palace-promontories extending into the void. The further one went up or down the shaft, the poorer the area, likewise the further away from it into the earth.

The domains of the hivelords thus formed a toroid about the middle, a sealed domain of luxury denied the majority of the planet’s population. Industry was concentrated round the lip above and below ground, while deep down were the mines, workings following the veins of precious lorelei far out into the desert.
Kalidar's hive cities. Rather, underground/subterranean cities like Valhalla or Tallarn or Krieg rather than Necromunda/Armageddon style hives. The implied diameter/gap is 1-5 km (depending on if its length or height/wdith' and may extend deep (eg swallowing a cruiser might be 1 km diameter, 5 km long or more) Also the industry and suchlike, which includes mining as well as fabrication.






Page 100-101
Most had their rebreathers implanted, their mouths hidden under oxidised metal. Cracked flesh surrounded these metal snouts, tubes that could be attached to nutrient packs dangled from them, the implants preventing the taking of solid food. Thick pipes ran over their shoulders to bulky cylinders upon their backs. They were bald, and nearly all showed the milky eyes of the blind, sight taken from them by Kalidar’s abrasive dust. With a jolt of shock Bannick saw that more than half of them bore minor signs of mutation and deformity: withered additional arms, twisted backs, crooked limbs, and worse.
..
They moved in human chains at a shuffling jog, left arm clasping the left shoulder of his fellow to the front, thin metal wires running through eyelets on collars to ensure they would not separate. The collars did not look as if they would come off.
Kalidar has a sizable mutant population used as miners and workers, and like most places that have a mutant underclass used for such work they are slaves. Although in this case its literally true, as they are chained together and augmented for the work.





Page 101
Bannick turned to look into the face of a veteran of the Paragonian 23rd, one of three Paragonian regiments brought in from the Dentares warzone and shipped over with the two new raisings from their homeworld.
Meaning the 20K people represented some 5 regiments, some infantry/mechanised and some armour.




Page 101
"At home the workers are cared for as per the teachings of the Adeptus Ministorum. Alms are provided to the poor and those rendered unfit for work."
..
"How many times did you go down onto the shop floor of your own clan workshops?"
..
"My family worked hard, until a bad debt cast my father into the prison-foundries of our clan and me into the army."
..
"They aren’t much better than this, the debtors’ manufactoria, no matter what the clan lords might say about Paragonian virtues. What do you think happens to the likes of them back home?"
..
"At home they don’t even drown them before they toss them into the incinerator. This is the way things are son. Live with it, and spare me your hypocrisy. Paragon’s no better."
'Them' being mutants, and Bannick discussing conditions on Paragon vs Kalidar. Bannick, typically, displays the prejudice common towards Imperials regarding the mutant, whilst the other is clearly more sympathetic - his life being rather hard itself.

One of the aspects of this novel is Bannick getting 'out into the galaxy' and trying to find his place in the world, in the Guard.. and finding redemption. Part of that is challenging alot of his prior beliefs and preconceptions, and coming to terms with the fact the world he was used to on Paragon was quite different - and soft - compared to the wider galaxy, and questioning all the stuff he's been taught/believed up to this point.





Page 104
"The regiment is not in a good way. We lost half our personnel and a quarter of our fighting vehicles in the Kostoval Flats."

if 'lost' means dead there are around 200 personnel (given the earlier assessment of losses.) If it means 'casualties' (MIA and wounded as well as killed) we're looking at close to 300. either way thats a rather small regiment, given they have over 100 vehicles and given that many had sponsons we'd be talking 600 men for the russes alone, nevermind support vehicles.




Page 116
Each tank was more than thirteen metres long, over eight wide, the tallest of them towering three times the height of a tall man. The Leman Russ that Bannick had been trained to command seemed puny in comparison, for every tank here was the equal of a squadron of Leman Russ, or a full-strength platoon of infantry.
These stats seem closer to the Forge world stats, which means (again) that 'tall men' in 40K terms means something on the order of two metres. Unless this includes 'Space Marines' as tall men (Debatable, as Bannick doesn't even recognize a Black Templar right away later in the book) this is like the Abnett novels with freakishly tall humans. And this isn't even the only indicator.




Page 116-117
The two Baneblades were of the Martian pattern...
..
Both had battle cannons as their main weapons in double-hatched turrets, rocket-assisted models with longer, vented barrels that were more powerful and further ranged than those mounted on Leman Russ. Both had a coaxial autocannon beside their main guns, more for ranging than for destruction.
Forgeworld standards for battle cannon (except for the aforementioned barrel length), including the rocket assistence and vented barrels (meaning the rocket probably activates inside the cannon.) Unsurprisingly its more powerful AND longer ranged than what a Russ packs. Severla times so perhaps, if we go by the 'equal to a squadron' analogy - 3, maybe 4 times. And a coaxial autocannon.




PAge 117
...twin-linked heavy bolters with a 90-degree arc of fire to the side and a turreted lascannon atop the sponson with 270 degrees of movement.
Fire arcs of heavy bolters and lascannon turrets, both again remotely controlled.



Page 117-118
Although the full company required forty crewmen to man the vehicles, the number of support staff they required to keep them supplied and functioning was almost quadruple that.
This apparently includes techpriests and servitors, though. Such ratios may hold consistent for most armoued vehicles, although perhaps not as great (2-3:1 perhaps for Battle tanks.) This does mean that less than half (a third to a fourth?) of the armoured regiment is combat crews.




Page 118-119
He pointed at a servitor stood to one side, and Bannick recognised it as the one he and Kalligen had seen on the barge. It was equipped for war, a heavy bolter plugged into its shoulder socket. "That’s Urtho, the two are rarely apart. See one, the other will be close by. Take my advice and never, ever lose your temper with Brasslock. Urtho does not take kindly to it. Some say he’s got a scrap of personality left in his scraped-out brain, but me, I just think its clever conditioning or something."
We know from various novels (such as Priests of Mars, Eisenhorn/Ravenor novels, etc.) that there can be higher function/more self aware servitors, so this is not implausible.




PAge 120
Two periscope units and targeting arrays were to the front of the turrets, external comms gear to the rear. Radden pressed his forefinger into a slot by the vision-block hatch. A clunk of a lock disengaging came from within. "We’ll get your print patterned inside," he said. "All these lock down automatically; just one of the many benefits of serving onboard a genuine Mars-made war machine. "
targeting and visual systems, and the (biometric) security measures for external access to the door (Which are automatic on Mars pattern.) This also implies this may not be standard to Baneblades, but more a indicator of Mars Pattern machines. We do know (from Forge World fluff, for example) Mars pattern Russ hulls had more internal space for sensors/comms gear and such like that, so its not unreasonable that stuff made on Mars is considered the most sophisticated Imperial gear around.




Page 120
"Oh, all Mars tech," nodded Radden. "Real sophisticated stuff. Vorkosigen, that’s our tech-adept, can’t make head nor tail of most of it, that’s why we have Brasslock, Crampspan and the other enginseers permanently attached to the unit. Well, we had Crampspan…" Radden’s normal bluster trailed off at the mention of the Shadowsword’s enginseer....
Again the Forge world which produces the tank seems to impact its technological sophistication. So even amongst forge world made vehicles (amongst the most advanced in the Imperium) there are degrees of 'advanced.' The funny thing is, that Mars is the premiere Forge world, the most advanced and most prolific and longest running, so its quite likely that mars-pattern stuff is pretty damn widespread after thousands of years, even allowing for losses.
also I can't get enough of the techpriest names in the 7th company's roster... Admech with a sense of humor/personality are rare.




Page 121
"Right by the main gun. That’s my suite. Nice eh? I get the secondary scope directly in – that’s the small boxy one next to the big fancy one up there." He rapped a knuckle against the ceiling, "though the honoured lieutenant gets the feed off it. Told you the tech was good. The commander sits below, not like in one of your Leman Russ, this, oh no. Too much going on to have him isolated up here in the turret, although of course all the main feeds to his tac displays come direct from the top, gives him a good view."
Control and targeting/detection systems for the Battle cannon, which includes (As per Mars pattern stuff) tactical feeds to (and from) the station. The Baneblade commander also receives external (top) feeds to compsenate for him being lower/deeper inside the tank (unlike in a Russ.)



Page 121-122
He pointed out a shell rack and a boxy shell lift hard to the central turret well. Six shells sat to attention, ready for action. They were half the height of a man, crowding the turret further. Between them, the breech of the gun, access points and the main gunnery station, there was little space to move. "Ralt sends ’em up from the shell store on the lower deck."
Turret magazine for Battle cannon has six ready shells, with a shell lift from the magazine to bring more. Like most parts of the Baneblade its very crowded.
Also Baneblade shells 'half the height of a man.' We learn how tall they are later, so I'll save further comment til then.




Page 122
They descended into a room, the sides of which formed an irregular octagon, viewing cupolas of armaglass set into each facet. The track units ran under the extreme edges of the deck, the space they occupied creating shelves down either side of the compartment, both full of equipment. Like the turret, it was incredibly cramped and hot. "This is where Cortein sits." He gestured to a high-backed seat, multiple tac-displays in front of it.
...
"...Second Lieutenant Epperaliant, commsman and second-in-command."
..
His comms-suite and Cortein’s command suite formed a continuous L-shaped run down the right side of the room and across the front, Epperaliant’s chair set at right-angles to that of the commander, rails allowing it an easy run up and down the bank of monitors, logic engines and augur readouts. Cortein’s station included a chart desk, a highly sophisticated cogitator display capable of three-dimensional map projection, something Bannick had only ever seen in static facilities before. Radden had been right about the level of technology aboard.
Command suite for the Baneblade's commander and his comms officer/second in command. Lots of tactical stuff.. displays, chart table, cogigator/logic engine stuff, and sensors. Again all representative of MARS PATTERN. It is a tad hilarious that hololiths again, whilst not common, are hardly LOST TECH that the ARcadius believe them to be.




Page 122-123
"You’ll be primarily responsible for the sponson weaponry and the hull turret heavy bolter, because Outlanner’s always too busy actually driving to fire that. You can actually man all the guns from this station, twitch stick activated mostly."
..
"Don’t worry, it’s much more sophisticated than a Leman Russ, but you’ll get the hang of it. It’ll do half the work for you. Mars tech, y’see? All STC stuff, but not like the templates we have back on Paragon, only the higher tech-adepts can manage this level of systems integration."
Bannick's job. We also learn Bannick has a loader helping him as well, but they basically assist in remotely operate the secondary/tertiary weapons, and it seems they are 'cogitator assisted' - much like the autosystems of Rogue Trader era fame. It's also interesting that while the Mars pattern stuff is better than (for example) the native Paragon stuff, its only better in certain ways, and not vastly (orders of magnitude) so. As we saw with Bannick's prior tank, the Paragonian pattern russes are pretty sophisticated, like PArdus and Narmenian tanks. The main difference in fact seems to be the intergration and level of data sharing, not the fact it has all this fancy shit.
His guide mentions that Baninck shoudl not operate the gun he normally operates remotely, nor the other loader involved. :P





Page 123
"The bolters don’t often go dry, the hoppers have four thousand rounds in them each, but the interior reloading systems don’t always work so well. The only reliable way to reload is to clear out and refill the entire system. "
..
"Don’t worry about the lascannons too much, they’re run directly off the powerplant, so no energy packs there to worry about, though the shunts sometimes burn out. If they do, Marsello or Engineer Vorkosigen can swap them pretty quick."
Even with 4000 rounds of ammo per bolter, you'd have to wonder why they don't go with multilasers as some backup, as they would share the same advantage of lascannons (but without the refire issues.) For that matter, mount the Destroyer Tank Hunter gun in a Baneblade turret and link it to the reactor. Banenblades, esp Mars Pattern, can't be any more or less rare than Destroyer Tank Hunters.
Like most lastech as well, we learn the lascannon shunts are modular and designed to be easily replaced, whereas the heavy bolters autoloaders (whilst sophisitcated, if thematically inappropriate to having hundreds of little midget humans loading the bolter by hand.) are unreliable, even for Mars Pattern.




Page 124
For the first time, they could stand up almost straight, although Bannick’s shoulders brushed either side of the narrow gangway. The air below was even thicker and hotter than in the two decks above. "The command deck floor sits low, but there are stores underneath, plus three bunks." He showed Bannick three openings leading into boxes as small as coffins. "When we’re travelling, we rotate. You get time to grab some shut-eye, do so. We’re in demand and can be in the field for weeks." He rolled his eyes and grinned as he said this. "Your locker’s here too."
Below the command deck. They have some storage space (supplies like food, I gather), some sleeping space (for 1/3 the crew, roughly) and lockers. Baneblades are designed to operate in the field for weeks, which must say something about their fuel endurance evne if they only spend part of that time moving.




Page 125
"Feed magazines in, shell side first, the tank’s autoloaders take care of the rest. Or I should say, “should”, always jamming, the damn things, so don’t rely on it."
Again autoloaders aren't the most reliable things on the baneblade.




Page 125
"This cabling’s for the lascannons." He pointed out thick bundles of power lines heading to the reactor. "Try not to catch your shoulders on the clasps, they’re sharp as razors and they’ll make you bleed like a stuck hog. Watch out for the quick release caps, knock one of them the wrong way and you’ll have the best part of the batteries’ charge running through you. It’s supposed to make them easy to swap out, and we do need to, but it’s a hazard if you ask me."
Apparently Space OSHA has been paid off by the AdMech not to regulate Baneblades in any way. Its a good example of how subtly 'callous' the Imperium and AdMech can be - favouring efficiency over safety is predictable AdMech mindset. It also subtly reinforces that 'human life is unimportant' aspect without beating you over the head with it. Also the effect of touching those releases and letting the power cables run loose (we see this later too.)




Page 126
At the front of the compartment, which Bannick judged to be more or less the exact centre across the width of the tank, stood the base of the shell elevator, a tube with a closeable slot big enough to take two rounds of the tank’s metre-long battle cannon shells. "This is the magazine, the most heavily armoured part of Mars Triumphant."
Baneblade's shell magazine for Demolisher, Battle cannon, and even the heavy bolters. Again switching to a heavy-laser armament would be a big advantage here when it comes to saving on internal space nevermind the operational endurance but who asks me.
Also the battle cannon shells are a metre long. coupled with the 'half the height of a man' before, we get 2 metre tall humans in 40K once again. I wasn't kidding when I said this was a repetitive theme in this book :P
Anyhow, the notion that they are a metre long leads into the question of battle cannon calibre. We know they're bigger (and heavier, and more powerful) than a regular battle cannon, but the rocket assist complicates that. Nevermind that 120 and 140mm rounds alone can eaisly be a metre or more long (see here and here. Stats on the 120mm can be found here If we figured the calibre/diamter was 1/5 to 1/6th the lenguth, we'd get 200-167mm roughly, which is between 6" and 8" shell. That wouldn't rule out 140mm, and we get complications later, but its still interesting to note the potential size. Of course if we went by the artwork/models, it would be ludicrously huge, and if we went by the IA1 'ammunition' diagrams, the rocket assisted Baneblade shells would be 1.5-2x the diameter of the Battle cannon shells, and the height to width ratio for the rocket assisted AT is 5:1, whilst the HE is only 4:1 roughly, which would point to between 200-250mm depending on which was the 'metre long' shell - the two are of different heights, and the 'siege' shell is even shorter. I should also note that the rocket assisted AT looks alot like a Vanquisher AT, and probably a rocket-launched shell akin to the MRM-KE minus the guidance, or the X-rod or any of a number of related techs.. just think of it as an bolter round scaled up to anti-tank roles :P




PAge 128-129
"... there’s probably a thousand Bannicks within five hundred metres of this post. It’s going to drive the brass crazy trying to tell us all apart, half a million Paragonian from five regiments in this warzone, with only a hundred and fifty clan names to go around. "
Scope of the Paragonian contingent. ITs alot more than the 20K mentioned before, that was clearly a drop in the bucket. 5 regiments and half a million averages out to 100K per regiment. We know later on that it was comprised of two freshly raised regiments (a mechanised and an armour, the 63rd and 42nd I believe) plus 3 veteran regiments (later identified as the 322nd armoured, and the 62nd and 84th mechanised) plus the superheavy baneblade company, so the Paragonians contingent is nowhere even close to being pure infantry. And since the two armour regiments (and the Super heavies) are going to only represent a small fraction of the force (a couple hundred tanks, probably arty, and such) those three regiments have to be in excess of 150,000 men apiece, making them not only amongst the larger of regiments the Guard has raised, but also the largets FULLY mechanised regiment I can recall (the closest analogues all come from Abnett or McNeill novels like the Jourans or the Lavrentian Hussars, and all examples of those were tens of thousands. Even the Krieg fielded mechanised from Only War: Final Testament was implied to be at least 15,000-20,000 strong, and that was a lower limit.
I suppose its possible they are called 'mechanised' without being fully mechanised (or they may use some other vehicle) but thats up for debate.




Page 129-130
He turned before he ascended, and caught Tech-Adept Vorkosigen staring hard at him. The little man was almost lost in the darkness, but there was no mistaking the look of hostility on his face. He held an Emperor’s Tarot deck in his hand, a small black box with a single button and a screen to display its spread.
I swearswearswear this is meant to be a in-joke reference to Miles Vorkosigan from the Lois McMaster Bujold novels. even the height would be a giveaway, or else its a very strong coincidence.
Also a electronic Tarot machine. Something new every novel.




Page 131
Ganlick pulled a stick of hi-energy wafer out of his top pocket.
Food of some kind, apparently.




Page 132
Bannick had the magnocular’s magnification up to maximum, multiple filtration subfunctions within them working hard to clear the scene below of whorls of dust curling in the lazy night wind. The mine head appeared in the grainy green of light amplification, ghost light trailing off the spotlights the orks had set up on its structure as he panned from left to right. The installation was set into a broad pit ten kilometres across. The majority of the mine comprised a tall gantry, some of which had collapsed in on itself.
Sophisticated magnoc's with magnification, filtration functions, and Night vision mode. Also the mining installation is in a 'crater' (not really a crater as we learn) 10 km diameter it seems.




Page 132-133
"You could hide four armies anywhere on this rock. No comms, no sats, no pict, no vox, just noise. And it’s not a crater, boy"
..
"It’s subsidence. The crystals form in veins in the sand. The ones lower down, they’re older. The sand at that depth is pressed into soft rock, like under the hives. That’s where the big crystals are, the most valuable. The newer ones grow in sand that’s still loose. Machines work out in spiral from the installation there, scoop them up, chuck the spoil round the rim, move on, sand sinks in the middle. So, looks like a crater, but ain’t a crater."
mention of satellites, and pics (orbital surveillance and visual intel.) We also leanr the 'crater' is a Subsidence from the mining see here), which gives us a pretty clear indicator that the mine is placed in the middle of the subsidence/crater.




Page 133-134
". Some of it is nonsense, granted, but lorelei crystals boy, they’re only reason we’re here. All about this planet, running through it like silver in the mountains, product of the star-tide from that big blue basdack in the sky. What? You think the orks came here ’cause the sky is green like them? No! Without this stuff, all that hoodoo the Scholastica domeheads pull off wouldn’t work half so well."
..
"They put it in their rods and relays. Lorelei has a psychoactive matrix, and some of the best of it comes from here."
...
"Lorelei, it’s the only reason any of us are here at all, and why the brass don’t bomb it from orbit and start all over again. I’ll bet it’s the same for the greenskins. This medallion’s made out of some charged ore or other, fragments of the lorelei in it, y’see? Shorts out any residual activity, stops you seeing the ghosts. lorelei’s to blame for that too."
Kalidar is important (and a ground war is being fought there) because the magic psyker crystals are considered important to the galaxy-wide Imperial war effort (hence no orbital bombardment ot take care of the Orks.) and its useful for amplifying Psyker abilities (by at least a factor of two, if we take his statement literally.) Thats evidently why the Orks want it too as we learn.
Also the crystals can be useful in fending off warp illusions when worn, which is why its not superstition.




Page 135
"Those bulky respirators they never take off? Nitro-chem inhalers in ’em. Stay out of their way in a fight, they can’t tell green from man when they’re in the gas fugue. They’re here because they’re survivors. They don’t raise them often, too difficult to control, only get ’em in for for places like this."
The Salvar. Basically penal legions with slightly more extensive drug use and scrounging. Can't wonder why they aren't used more oftne :P




PAge 135-136
The scout handed Ganlick an auspex. The big man flicked through the picts the men had gathered and grunted an affirmative.
...
Visibility was improving, and the growing temperature differentials would make them an easy spot on broad spectral imaging equipment. Bannick had to admit he’d been grateful to find the orks did not possess that facility naturally, and that in fact their eyesight was poor all round.
mention of spectral imaging equipment, probably either the magnocs or the Baneblade. And an auspex with the ability to review images, meaning its optical as well as whatever other functions (EM, thermal, life sign, etc.)




Page 136
Bannick had to stop himself swearing aloud as one of the green giants ran in and kicked a man so hard in the ribs he flew back three metres and collapsed in the dust. He did not get up again.
Strength of an Ork.



Page 137
"The Infantryman’s Uplifting Primer?"
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"Those basdacks can grow eight feet tall and more. They can pull the head off a man as soon as think about it, and they don’t do much thinking. Takes a lot to kill them. The book’s full of crap."
Once again Veterans who actually have expeirence of the wars of the galaxy comment on how stupid the uplifting primer is. comment on this and the tactica Imperium is a running theme through this book.




Page 138
Mars Triumphant’s engine growled and the main deck shook.
"Steady as she goes, Outlanner," said Cortein. "Reduce speed to two-thirds."
Baneblade moving at 2/3 speed. If we go by the Forge world stats for 'off road' it may be 12 km/hr. If we go by only war (implying gneerla cruising speed of 25 km/hr for baneblades) it would be around 16-18 km/hr.



Page 138
"The ork encampment will come into view any time now, sir," said Radden eagerly over the vox. "Shall I open fire as soon as?"
Indication that they will open fire just as soon as they come into sight of the Ork encampment in the 'crater'. note this as well.


Page 139
Two Leman Russ flanked the tank, both standard-armed with battle cannon and heavy bolters. The three tanks approached the spoil rim around the sunken mine pit, the Leman Russ slowing to one-third to match the super-heavy’s speed, trusting that the orks’ noise would cover their advance.
Leman Russ escorts for the Mars Triumphant. Their speed is one third normal to match the 2/3 of the Superheavy, which would suggest their max (off road?) speed, by forge world standards would be some 36 kph. Which is impressive, but also recall that this is a low gee world and its mentioned in Gunheads that gravity and a number of other factors affect top speed of vehicles. However, as noted, Only War takes a slightly different approach, and that would mean Off road for the Russes would perhaps be 50 kph here. This is still low-gee though.
Also the tanks are approaching the rim.



Page 139
" When we come over the depression rim, I want them completely hidden from view, that way the orks will get the full benefit of our surprise."
The Atraxian heavy infantry were holding a position half a kilometre back from the spoil rim, just one platoon, but heavy infantry well-equipped with carapace armour. Five Chimeras backed them up...
Which would imply that the ATraxians were going to engage the orks at roughly 500 metres or so perhaps, although as we noted before the storms and general atmospheric conditions of the planet fuck with ranges just as readily as they do with comms and shit, so this may be a lower limit on range, especially given its orks.
The ATraixian are described as heavy infantry (and also as storm troopers, later) which means they're equipped with carapace. This seems tob e a defining trait of any 'heavy' infantry. If they are storm troopers that probably means hot shot lasguns/hellguns, which could mean (Depending on source) they have lsightly more range than a lasgun, or considerably less range (60-70% by weapon stat implications.) than lasguns.




Page 140-141
"Outlanner, take us over the rim, now. "
..
The engine of Mars Triumphant roared out a challenge, daring any greenskin that might be listening to come and try their luck. With a lurch, the behemoth rumbled forwards on Kalidar’s hard sands, up the spoil line and into full view of the ork base, Leman Russ flanking either side.
"Gentlemen, we have thirty-two minutes until the Savlar detonate their atomic mines. Fire at will, make as much of a rumpus as you can. Radden, throw one down the throat of that mess and see what it pukes out."
He stabbed his hand into the holo of the mine-head door, and targeting information sprang up on the gunnery stations’ screens.
..
The tank rumbled forwards in the dawn light, battle cannon spitting rocket-propelled shells as it went. The Leman Russ joined their own deadly shouts to Mars Triumphant’s song of destruction.
Shortly after going over the rim the Baneblade and its escorting Russes open fire on the Orks just outside the mining complex. AS noted the crater is 10 km across, and we know the complex is roughly in the middle, which means they are probably firing across roughly 4-5 km of range. we dont knwo what they're firing shell wise (HE could have a range advantage over KE) but we know here and again from the KE ammo here that HEAt (and probably HE) can have an 'official' range greater than KE/AP rounds. The nature of the targets and accuracy/target nature could explain the differences (largeyl stationary targets, non vehicle at this point.) And there is still the 'lower gravity' thing to consider. Still its an impressive feat all told.
Also Cortein again relays targeting data to his gunnders via the Baneblade's systems. Oh and mention of the Salvar planting and detonating atomic mines underneath the mining complex.




PAge 141
The heavy bolters were not in range, so Bannick set to picking off lone orks with his lascannon. Through the magnification of his weapon’s augur-eyes, he saw the drunken xenos stumbling to their feet, gesticulating and shouting.
..
Ganlick was right, they were tough. That won’t help them, he thought, as he vaporised one of the foul things with a lasblast.
Bannick's weapons augurs provide magnification. Lascannon 'vaporises' an Ork. at least a couple MJ as we know Orks are bigger and tougher than humans, which would be consistent with the low end estimate from Inferno on the Demolisher's lascannon (3.9 MW at least, although probably at least twice that since the stat was the charge rate) If it literally vaporizes it could be hundreds of MJ or more, whilst if we assume its just 'explosive' 4th degree injuries it could be upwards of 8-12 MJ or more (Depending on size of Ork) BAsically just another in a long line of lascannons vaporizing living beings. :P




Page 141
"Steady as we go, prepare for all back one-third, let’s give it five more minutes then begin to draw them away. "
Reverse at one-third.




Page 142
Cortein magnified a pict of the area, pulling up the cage on his chart desk. He transmitted a datasquirt with rapid finger motions across his command suite. "Tank two, cover that Salamander when it comes in."
Image magnification and the chart desk again, and again with information handling and transfer, this time to the Baneblades escorting tanks (The Russes), meaning they can receive (and display) such telemetry data from the MArs Triumphant. Again even the Russes in this novel are pretty slick.




Page 142-143
The Baneblade shook as if it had been kicked by one of the ork’s vile gods, Bannick having to grab at his station to avoid being thrown to the floor.
..
From out of the mouth of the mine came a hulking ork battlefortress, a huge ork armoured vehicle borne on eight fat, metal wheels. Bigger than the Baneblade, it bristled with weapons poking out of gunports lined with the crude glyphs of ork-kind. A massive turret followed the super-heavy’s movement, gunsmoke pouring from its barrel. Three smaller cannons manned by smaller greenskins spoke next; triple impacts banged out a tattoo on the hull.
Ork battlefortress shot shakes Baneblade hard enough to almos tknock Bannick out of his seat. however, that said its hard to calc since we dont know what direction its shaking, the terrain is inconsistent (The sand is sometimes pretty good traction, and other times shit) and its on an incline (although the baneblade is firing down, and the Battlefortress up, so it probably would have the opposite implication that having the baneblade firing up would.) And of course we dont know how hard it was shaken in any quantitative manner that I would trust. STill, I'll note it. Also wheeled battlefortress heavier than a Baneblade.




Page 143
Cortein designated the ork battlefortress as such, targeting information relayed to the gunners’ stations.
More target designation/relaying.




Page 145
Bannick listened intently to the chatter, his own eyes firmly on tacfeed and gun cameras.
Bannick receiving 'tacfeed' and gun camera data at his station, presumably from the weapons he controls.




Page 145
"Loading AP!" said Meggen. In the turret, Radden kissed his hand and slapped the shell as Meggen pushed it home.
Apparently Baneblade AP rounds are light enough that a person can lift them and load them manually. Whilst we know of superhumans and Braggs, this is inside a tank, and a cramped tank at that, so this definitely puts limits on Baneblade shell masses. It probably rules out 100 kg, and probably causes problems even for a 40-50 kilo shell (around 140mm tank shells with casings.) AP are lighte rand are meant to be lighter, so its possible that the round being this light is due to the theing being a sabot AND rocket assissted (lightweight materials FTW?) and that would be consistent with the diagram from FW, but.. we dont know. It oculd also suggest that the chemical propellants for the Baneblade (and possibly other weapons) is very efficient, so they need less propellant than modern tanks (or maybe they just don't fire them as fast and thus ues less propellant - thats always possible lol.)
Mind you, the HE/hEAT rounds are PROBABLY also loaded by hand, so this wouldn't cease to be a problem there either, I suppose. :P




Page 145
"Right sponson lascannon offline!"
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"Power lines, power lines! Don’t fire so often, allow two breaths between, you’re overstressing the shunts."
Implied 'safe' refire rate of lascannons. While you can fire them faster, it puts a strain on the systems. Figure at least a couple seconds implied between shots.




Page 147
He leapt down from the turret as it swung round, onto the roof of the main deck, then over the side of the track guard. It was a three-and-a-half-metre drop, but Kalidar’s gravity was low and he took the impact with a roll.
3.5 metre drop from the height of the track guard. That tends to mesh with the Forge world height roughly.
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Part 3
Page 147
Strenheim and his troops had arrived; a disciplined line of stormtroopers..
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The night lit up as a plasma gun sent a small sun burning through the air. It struck and exploded in a miniature nova that immolated an ork biker, droplets of molten steel pattering onto the desert, fused sand glowing hot in the crater left behind.
The Atraxians described as storm troopers. Also plasma shot making a crater where an Ork biker used to be, meaning the crater is probably several (2-3) metres across at the very least. Even allowing for just a few millimetres to be melted we're talking many tens or hundreds of kilograms of sand, which means double/triple digit MJ for the plasma gun shot's thermal effects. Unless, of course the exploding bike made that crater :P



Page 147-148
The Leman Russ Punisher roared up and over the edge of the depression, its punisher barrel powering up.
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He hit the deck as it fired. Thousands of white-hot shells scored trails in the night, so bright they left tracks on Bannick’s vision. The bullet storm stopped as quickly as it had begun and Bannick glanced behind him to see a wet slick of orkish parts spread in a wide cone behind him.
Punisher cannon implied ROF. It seems to occur over a matter of seconds so the ROF is insane no matter how many seconds. Hundreds of rounds per second easily. Ammo capacity has to be insane for that tank.




Page 148
He slammed the Salamander into forward gear, gunning its overcharged engines as hard as he dared; it jumped forwards, the hard-packed sand almost as good as a road. Free of heavy armour, the Chimera variant was light enough to keep pace with the ork buggies.
..
The sand softened to the centre of the depression, slowing the scout tank. Five hundred metres to go.
SAlamander scout, with the overcharged engines. We also learn that the sand (at least close to the edge) is almost road-quality, which means 'on road' speeds could apply at least some cases, although closer to the centre the quality sucks, meaning 'off road'.
This will be important shortly, but I want to note as well that this has implications for the Baneblade/russ speeds above. For one thing, the two third/one third thing could be 'on road' rather than off road speeds, in which case the Baneblade would be moving at around 17-18 kph and the Russ would be around 51 kph top speed (on road.) Funny enough the 'on road' stats match roughly with the 'Destroyer tank hunter' (which itself is baesd on a Russ hull, only 10 tons lighter) on road speed, and the off road speed implied meshes with the DTH's off road speed (50 and 36 kph respectively). Go figure.
On the other hand as noted, the Only War supplement gives Baneblades a general 25 km/hr speed for on and off road (it would seem) which would mean it could be 50 kph off road for the Russes too. :P




Page 149
Three shots and the lock was broken.
Three laspistol shots to break ork prison lock. No clue how to calc it aside form the fact it shoots out said lock.




Page 149
The tank was designed for five to work without hindrance, but there was just enough space for the twelve men to cram in.
Carrying capacity of Salamander, normally and in emergency.




Page149-150
Four minutes.
The Salamander was slower than before, weighed down by extra men, its tracks turning less surely on the softer ground at the heart of the depression, but it was quick enough. The mutilated corpses of their comrades were soon behind the escaping guard, the spire of the mining installation growing smaller and smaller. As they hit the harder-packed ground towards the edge of the depression, the Salamander’s speed increased rapidly. In the back, the guardsmen ransacked storage bins for rebreathers, and clung on for their lives.
One minute.
..
He shot past Mars Triumphant, its hull going past in a blur. The spoil rim grew nearer and nearer.
Three… two… one…
..
he engines screamed as Bannick pushed the scout tank up and out of the sinking depression, sand pouring back past it into the deepened hole. He gained the rim, and pushed the tank up and out of the danger zone. The second Leman Russ followed a second later, toppling towards safety.
3 to 4 minutes at top speed to escape the crater from close to the mining facility (rescuing prisoners) As noted at least a minute or so for 'hard packed' (on road) speed, and probably 2-3 minutes at least 'off road'. At 68 kph off road, we could figure 2.3-3.4 km covered in 2-3 minutes, whilst the 100 kph 'on road' speed for the Salamander scout in one minute is roughly 1.7 km Again this would point to the 4-5 km esimate for the crater or thereabouts, confirming my earlier guess. Even if the speed were half (1.2-1.7 km) we're still talking close to 3-3.5 km to cover, which corresponds to range estimates. call it 3-5 km easily, although the curve of the slope is an issue.. probably not much of one given the ability of the vehicles to fight and manuever along the slope without much problem would suggest its not a very steep slope (and most subsidence images I found on the net didn't seem to suggest sharp slopes, either.)



Page 153
.. it was a crater now, the result of a five-megatonne portable atomic seeded in the depths of the disused mine. How many of the Savlar had died fighting in the transit tunnels to place it there Bannick did not know..
The Salvar had and used a 5 megaton 'portable' atomic mine to destroy an underground Ork camp. This is amusing and/or hilarious for any number of reasons. For one thing RL man portable mines tend to be a few hundred kilos and a few tens of kilotons - but thats for pure fission bombs, and we may or may not define atomics as that. Modern thermonukes can get similarily compact but with much greater yields (hundreds of kilotons) but still get nowhere near the megaton range for that. For example a B83 is taller than a man and 'only' gets up to 1 megaton or so and weighs over a metric ton. Its unlikely that the Salvar's mine was anywhere that huge in terms of volume OR mass unless they were a horde of BRaggs armed iwth extensive suspensor tech.
Even if it WAS over a ton (which is a pretty big joke, since some macro cannon shells get to several tons and need huge numbers of people to heft and load as per BFG) it would STILL be impressive - modern 'compact' warheads (W87-W88 for example) seem to get around an estimated 2 megatons per ton 'yield to weight' ratio, and this mine at a ton would easily be 5 megatons per ton. The 'best' in US terms for Yield to weight ratio was the B-41 bomb which had a yield of 25 megatons and massed an estimated 4-5 tons and like the B83 was nearly 4 m tall and a metre wide - again nothing near so 'portable' or 'compact' as a mine - meaning that the Imperium created performance equivalent ot the best YTW ratio the US ever achieved in a package far smaller. And at at the estimated weight ranges for RL 'portable' nukes (call it 200-300 kilos) that yield to weight ratio goes up by at least a factor of 3 to 5 (more if we compare it to RL atomic demolition weapons)
No matter how you cut it, thats a pretty strong indicator that Imperial 'nuke' tech is easily as good if not better than anything we have.
Now all that stuff out of the way, its pretty amusing to wonder where the Salvar got that, whethr it belonged to them or was issued, and who issued it (Guard? Navy?) Bear in mind too that the Atlas class nukes were 'megaton' ranged so we're talking potential anti-titan munitions here as well. It also goes without saying that if they have man portable nukes like that on the ground, stuff used in space (on much bigger macro shells, torpedoes missiles, etc.) would be at least as powerful, if not moreso.




Page 154
Bannick shuddered as he remembered how the tank had appeared after the battle. But now the presence within it had retreated, leaving only metal behind.
Brasslock caught sight of this involuntary twitch, within his cowl ancient eyes creased with a smile and he nodded with approval. "On Paragon the cult of the Omnissiah is strong, yes?"
"Among the clan aristocracy and others, we depend on the beneficence of the Machine-God, yes." Bannick pulled out his cog and eagle. "He is second only to the Emperor in our prayers."
Brasslock made a rasping noise Bannick supposed was a chuckle. "You are marked by the Machine-God." A metal tendril whipped out of the tech-priest’s robes and tapped Bannick’s chest. "And you respect Him. You have seen His glory now."
One of the sub-plots of this story stems around Brasslock, Bannick, and the issue of faith - both in the God Emperor and the Machine. Its actually one of the compelling ones, especially since its a big aspect of Brasslock's part in the story. More, what makes this (to me) compelling is that it takes something that started out as a bit of a joke - the idea of 'machine spirits' and tries to explore it in a serious way rather than writing it off as superstition. In this book we get lots of hints and indicators that Super heavy vehicles (at least) - like their Titan and Starship counterparts - have some sort of intelligence behind them. We dont know the origins or nature (although we can speculate given Imperial tech, and its quasi-organic elements sometimes) but its clear that the idea that a Baneblade has an awareness or Soul (and that it could, for example, 'choose' bannick as its crew member) is pretty interesting to explore. After all, the warp itself is a tangible, legitimate aspect of 40K cosmology, so the idea that things could actually have suhc 'spirits' is not impossible either, joke or no.
Paragon, it seems, is also a world very similar to certain other industrial worlds with strong AdMech ties like Vostroya, and shares some of its dual (conflicted?) faith (AdMech and Ecclsiarchy.) It may also explain why so much of the Paragonian gear is advanced too.



Page 155
.. the Atraxian storm troopers, who laboured in the full glare of the sun moving stinking orkish corpses into a pile for burning; necessary, so he’d been told, to stop their bodies shedding spores. He found it hard to credit, but leave them unburnt and a year later this area would be crawling with yet more greenskins.
Ork spore theory again, and that orks can grow from spore to full grown in about a year.




Page156
"Time is bent out of shape by the warp," said Cortein. "Twenty-four jumps I’ve made, no more than twelve years total in the immaterium, yet over a century added outside, so thirty years of fighting becomes an age. Go home yourself, you’ll see it change. It will not be the same."
Subtracting the 30 years of fighting, that works out to roughly 6 years in realspace for 1 year of warp time, and for 24 jumps thats roughly on average 6 months in the warp and 2-3 years in realspace. Also the whole 'time passes at home whilst your fighting' reiterating that whole 'Forever War' type thing going on.




Page 157-159
"I have seen worlds where men live and die in squalor, labouring on tasks they do not understand night and day for crumbs of food without succour of any kind. Our kind are beset on every side by all manner of evils "
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".. that mankind was a lower creature doomed to a worse fate. And I will not have that. Perhaps he was right, perhaps the doomsayers are right, that these are the times of ending. You see it sometimes, the way the senior officers will gamble with men’s lives, there is a certain…weariness to it all. But I will not. For the High Lords the score of victory is measured in planetary systems, not in the survival of individuals, and it is all too easy to fall into such a mindset oneself. Hannick, for example, he’s a good commander, but the machines are his charge, not the men."
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"To not fight is to hand victory to our enemies, yet to fight and abandon the spirit that makes us better than these evil creatures is worse than defeat. Men are men because they will risk themselves for one another, that is how we have spread across the stars. We look out for our own. If a single life can be saved, it should be. Every man with a gun in his hand is a bullet in the armoury of the Emperor. Every man counts!"
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"Death, boy, holds no fear for me, for the Emperor is at my side. But to throw away the lives of those who can also fight? To waste men and materiel simply because there is always more? That is a grave and odious sin, and I will not stand for it. It is by profligacy that we lose, for one day, if we cast away a tank here, a life there, on and on and on, then there will be no more. The mightiest edifice may be tumbled if it is carried away stone by stone. That, Colaron Artem Lo Bannick, is why I fight the way I do, and why sometimes I will take a calculated risk."
I think this is one of the more awesome reasons for the Guard to fight I have heard, especially in a long time and not in an Abnett novel. It combines that whole 'horrible necessity of sacrifice' - which Cortein does describe, and the whole 'there are evil things out there seeking to eat/kill/conquer' us - Aliens, Chaos, etc. He even describes the Dark Eldar and the horrible tortures they inflict on common people." and that humanity may be doomed.. but even though the situation is dire... humanity - or any race like the Eldar, or the tau.. persevere. Indeed, they defy that fate in any way they can. THe cost may be horrible, and it is, but it is not without benefit. Guardsmen die so that other people - a greater majority, even, may survive and hopefully have a better life. Its not ALWAYS that way, and there's always that corruption, tragedy, ignorance, irony and all that stuff, but at the core there is still that spark of hope that plays up on the 'HEROIC' aspects of 40K.
And this is what, to me, sets apart novels like this - the Ghosts series, Cain novels, Steve Parker's works, etc. - from the usual run of the mill grimdark from Codexes and such. They try to give that sacrifice context and meaning, in a human perspective, and they balance it out with something positive that provides value to that sacrifice as well as to demonstrate that there is, indeed, something to lose. Simply telling us RAR HUMANITY IS DOOMED BLEAK AND GRIMDARK AND SKULLS is boring, no matte rhow many horrible statitsics or numbers you attach to it. But this.. .. this conveys that quite well.
And I think the whole interaction between Bannick and various people - Cortein, Brasslock, the other members of his crew, the 'lower caste' he meets - that really defines this book and elevates it and makes Haley a good writer in my books. Bannick is on a voyage of discovery - he sets out to find who he is, what his purpose is, and how he can make amends for his perceived sins. And that unformed person is shaped by all those he meets the 'legends' like Coretin (who gets demythified), has his prejudieces challenged (meeting some mutants and lower caste who fight for the emperoor) and even discovers some spirituality (particularily thorugh war, serving on the Baneblade, and interacting with Brasslock.) Its those things that carry this book and give it a purpose, because just as we saw the Baneblade forged and its fate, we watch a man being shaped and forged and the end result of that (which is a nice parallel to Brasslock's belief later on in a more 'union of flesh and steel.)



PAge 167
vii) Standards of prior ablutions to accord with, or exceed, washroom discipline six (6).
viii) Elimination of waste to be taken strictly in designated areas.
Excerpt from the Officer’s Standard Primer,
Book Four, ‘Manners and Conduct’.
There are lots of these amusing interludes between chapters. Haley has a sense of humor he is willing to inject into 40K, I'll grant him that.



Page 170-171
.. three Atraxian colonels, their marshall, five Paragonian colonels, Paragonian General Ban Lo Kism Verkerigen, the two commissar-colonels of the Savlar regiments..
..
.. Captain-General Iskhandrian of Atraxia, commander of the Imperial Guard on Kalidar.
The composition of the Guard force on Kalidar, plus extras. There are also the usual politicals (Administratum and Munitorum, probably) the AdMech contingent, the Navigator and Navy contingents, Astra telepathica representatives, etc.
We know that 5 Paragonian forces are half a million each, although we dont know the size of the three Atraxian regiments or the Salvar ones. It could be the Paragonian are the bulk of the force (doubtful), or it could be they're outnumbred. Hundreds of thousands, if not millions either way.



Page171
He looked at the faces, all colours, all types, eyes of every shade, bodies of all shapes. Tall, short, squat, slender, augmented, purestrain, modified. Man was infinitely variable, though his nature was not.
Considering this doesn't include the Space Marine, but probably the psykers and navigators as well as the AdMech, it speaks about how broad a definition 'purestrain' might be for humanity :P




Page 174-175
"This is an under-resourced war. Other conquests are drawing resources away from every conflict in this segmentum and half the Segmentum Pacificus."
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"There’s a force out in the western reaches now," said Spaduski, "waging war on places that have never seen the light of the Emperor – a hundred worlds they’ve conquered, but at what cost? Two-thirds of the Pacificus fleet is with them, hundreds of regiments, five Chapters of the Adeptus Astartes, and every money-grabbing member of the Rogue Trader houses that can scrape together a following trailing in their wake."
We're told here this isn't segmentum pacificus, but there is some conflict we dont know about drawing resources from Tempestus and Pacificus, and is in the west (eg probably not Tyranids, but who can say.) It also reinforces that Kalidar is not in Pacificus, so its probably in Tempestus as originally noted at the start of the book.



Page 175
"..he’s a good commander from all I hear, but this is a hard war, and he is too dogmatic."
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"Sir! He works to the holy words of the Tactica."
..
"...the Tactica is vast, no one can read it all, and then it is merely the beginning of the lessons we warriors of the Emperor must learn. The primary lessons on the greenskin menace within are… elementary. The Tactica fails to reveal early enough the full complexity of ork behaviour and clan division," said Spaduski. "Lack of true study of our blessed texts is an error I find among my fellow officers all too often."
The book does spend a fair bit of time discussing the 'Tactica Imperium' as well as the uplifting primer. This is part of the whole 'Bannick learning the galaxy is different than he previously believed' - In this case he learns that the Tactica Imperium has much in common with many religious tracts - they're somewhat vague and open to interpreatation, and you can, to varying degrees, use their passages to justify almost anything. As I've said numerous times before, the Imperium's military is ludicrously variable in myriad ways, and that includes its tactical treatises. It is very much a double edged sword as a result, dependent upon the individual being able to read and correctly deduce (and apply) the right lessons from it, instead of applying the wrong ones.



Page 180-182
..the squad sergeant, his face hidden by his carapace mask.
..
The sergeant’s melodious Atraxian accent was at odds with his faceless armour.
..
He tapped onto his wrist-mounted augur, brought up plans, looked up.
Atraxian Guard Paramount, stated an elite unit and headquarters security/bodyguard.
Full face carapace helmet and some sort of sensor/mapping wristband. Neat gear




Page 185
All he saw were shapes in the night, flashes in the gloom, muffled explosions and the crack of lasfire, amplified by superheated dust exploding in its beams
LAsfire is 'exploding' the dust in the atmosphere (storm going on) Probably indicative of explosive vaporization involved.


Page 186
Bannick pressed the stud at the side of his respirator. Vox static hissed in his ears angrily..
..
He searched up and down the bands for a working channel, nothing but the rush of interference and unintelligible chatter.
Bannick has a comm bead fixed into his respirator.




Page 186
The bolter fire grew louder, the distinctive double report as the guns spat out the round and the accelerant activated, pushing the bolt past the speed of sound.
Implying heavy bolter rounds are supersonic.



Page 189-190
"Usually when we stop Mars Triumphant goes into a standing ready state, but there is full maintenance scheduled for tomorrow and the multifuel reactor needs to be entirely cold before…"
..
"The amount of power Mars Triumphant and her sisters use is enormous. They’ll run off anything…"
"‘Like the Leman Russ and Chimeras?" interrupted Bannick.
"Yeah, but the plant is much bigger. The reactor has to be serviced every six months or so, but they do it every time they think we’ll be in a big engagement or long out in the field. More often, if the fuel or conditions are rough, like here…"
Discussion of the Baneblade's powerplant. Calling it a 'reactor' threw me a bit off, sinceyou dont think of anything chemical powered in such terms, although there is nothign wrong with it etiehr that I can really think of (chemical reactions are still reactions, after all.) What KIND of reaction is also up for debate anyhow, and for all we know 'multifuel' could very well mean 'it can fusion anything' - 40K is hardly bereft of crazy 'atomic' 'nucleonic' or 'fusion' analogues... After all its a powerplant 'like' a Leman Russ and Chimera, and whilst we know the latter (at least) can run on exotic powerplants, they are more usually some sort of chemical reaction plant.
Apparnetly the increase in size also means increase in maintenance requirements, which may be a drawback compared to the Russ. Mind you, the idea of a wood-powered baneblade is pretty funny too..


Page 190
"We’re running off batteries"
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"Sponsons only, I wouldn’t want to draw on the lascannon right now.."
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"Anyhow, we’d have four, maybe five shots, then we’d be without anything."
Baneblade batteries hold enough power four 4-5 lascannon shots without main power. If we figured the 3.9 MW for the demolisher lascannon from Infero, that would be at least 15-20 MW of power.




Page 192
They’re sophisticated for orks all right, thought Bannick, but they’re still aiming to get in close. He thought of the explosives attached to the sides of the Leman Russ.
"They’re trying to get in with krak!"
Which suggests that the Ork munitions are some sort of focused/directed/ shaped charge munition, which may include the limpet mines.




Page 193
It was perhaps as tall as Bannick, but only because it was so deeply stooped. Had it stood up straight it would have overtopped him by a head or more, and it was far more massive, four or five times his weight, its body a mass of slab-like muscle and ropey sinew. Hands as big as ammo boxes reached down to the floor, talons terminating fingers wide as two of Bannick’s own. Its head was huge, a hulking bucket of a skull as large as a man’s ribcage, dozerblade lower jaw jutting forwards, lined with swordblade fangs,
Ork details in comparison to human yet again. A big bulkier than some examples (EG Gunheads) but not significantly so. Figure 300-400 kilos maybe, a good 7 feet or more probably standing up (meaning BAnnick is maybe 6 feet or more tall.) Ork skull is comparable to a man's ribcage, which reiterates that blowing out an Ork's brain is like blowing open a normal human's chest, comparatively speaking (and ork headsplosions equal to blowing apart human torsos.)




Page 194
Bannick sent a bolt of crimson light searing into the ork’s shoulder. The creature’s flesh smouldered, adding the flavour of hot wax and burnt meat to the reek in the room.
Laspistol effects. Suggests very severe burns (3rd to 4th degree, possibly combustion level flash burns at 125 j per sq cm)



PAge 195-196
His eyes lighted on the thick cables running the length of the corridor: The lascannon feeds.
..
..he flicked the quick release on part of the cable set, leaving the other end connected to the power supply.
..
..thrust the live end of the cable into the creature’s mouth as far as he dared, snatching his hand back as the jaws snapped shut. Raw energy poured directly from the Baneblade’s batteries, energy sufficient to power a lascannon. The ork twitched as arcing sparks ran over it, mouth locked shut by electrically induced muscle spasm. Bannick shot again and again into the ork’s face, until it was a las-charred ruin.
The ork leaned forwards in the corridor, too big to collapse, corpse smoking.
Bannick electrocutes an Ork with the aforemntioend 'dangerous' lascannon power shunts.. by shoving it into the Ork's mouth. Whilst its hard to calc, we can infer from his smoking corpse that he probably suffered full body thermal burns from the voltage. Assuming just 2nd or 3rd degree flash burns, and a 20-30 thousqnd sq cm body area youd get 500 kj to 1.5 MJ of energy at least for thermal burns, which is definitely a lower limit in every respect. If the Ork was more thoroughly cooked. My favorite source Luke Campbell noted that 40 j per cubic cm corresponds to a 10 degree increase in temp with tissue. If we figure an Ork is around 200 cm tall (a bit over 7 feet) 50 cm across at the shoulders and some 30-40 cm 'thick' in the torso you get some 300,000-400,000 cubic cm, which is at least 12-16 MJ of energy. To be fair its unliekly that the Ork is uniformly cooked, but its also likely that the temp increase would be far more than 10C (30C seems more liekly, as that would be roughly the threshold for scalding burns) but its also rpobably a more likely reflection of the degree of injury.. tens of MJ is not unreasonable here. If we assumed full body boiling and a 300-400 kg ork (as noted before) Or some magnitude there of (scalding temp agian) you'd get roughly double digit MJ as well (although full on boiling of the whole body would be borderline triple digit, esp with inefficienices.) And this also corresponds to the estimated power of a lascannon shot, which we might guess at least single digit or double digit, perhpas triple digit MJ.
Bannicks laspistol also badly burns/chars ORk face. Which as noted before is probably as big as a human chest (or at least the ribcage part) so we're talking a good 30-40 cm across and probably at least that much tall. ASsuming at least 3rd degree burns (call it between 50-100 j per sq cm) and between 900-1600 sq cm for the face thats between 45 and 160 kj delivered. We also do not know how many shots he fired - less than a full powerpack but we dont know how much less that is. Assuming 20-30 shots we'd be looking at least at 1.5 and 8 kj per shot, purely for thermal effects.



Page 196
..suddenly thankful for the endless lectures on combat anatomy he’d endured aboard the transport barge. The army might have played down the size and power of the greenskins, but they’d been right about their vulnerable spots.
..
The ork clutched at its ear, howling in outrage..
Ork ears are weak spots.




PAge 199
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TF01101100<0110001}}IFChecksum14<two=//thenvocalisation::‘hoorah’
Magos Eurakote Steelmaster celebrates the naming of the Hellhammer Ostrakan’s Rebirth.
Another bit of amusing interlude material.




Page 204-205
A circle of dead orks three-deep lay around the servitor, many bearing the telltale signs of bolter fire: large craters in their bodies, limbs blown off, heads missing. Those nearer-by had their eyes gouged and skulls crushed. The sand all about was sticky with blood.
..
"Servitor 00897 “Urtho” slew fourteen of the enemy."
..
"An above-average score for one of his build model. Unfortunately we believe his bolter malfunctioned. It is a Delta-Ceres pattern, a type known to be unreliable in sandy conditions. Still, his efficacy in close combat was admirable. We will salvage what we can and incorporate his abilities into our next design."
Effect of heavy bolter (keeping in mind sizes of ork limbs and heads, esp in prior comparison to humans as far as destructive effects go.) And also combat servitor kill ratios. Abilities from one can be programmed into successive models, providing something akin to 'learning.'



PAge 205-206
"His datapipe ceased to display forty three minutes ago; four minutes, twenty-two seconds after this servitor unit went offline. "
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"He will live, or he will die. It matters not. His uploads were frequent, his knowledge will live on, that is the primary concern of all the adepts of Mars, the persistence of knowledge for the greater glory of the Omnissiah. "
Indicative that Techpriests keep in some sort of wireless communication, probably reflecting that 'noospheric' stuff that has crept into 40K since the Heresy series and such. Also knowledge uploads providing a sort of admech 'immortality', although whether it is just knowledge (or memories) or if there is any personality to it, we dont know. Probably not - the Admech would consider personality irreelvant data probably.




PAge 207-208
The stairs passed twin galleries of servitor-manned stations around the mid height of the room, where once-free men were plugged directly into the vehicle, their minds wiped, modified brains accommodating many of the complicated systems integration tasks the Leviathan’s logicators could not manage alone.
Ranks of other stations, manned by uniformed staff officers, ran either side of the chamber floor, a massive chart desk occupying the middle. A prognosticator-logistician formed of vat-grown man and machine, spider-limbed and gangling, hung from a nest of cables in the roof, from where it could dart down to any point on either raised bridge or lowered chart room. This cyborg was, to all intents, the mind of Magnificence.
Electronic comms and tac-suites took up much of the chamber’s capacity, where communications operatives waged their own war with Kalidar’s ceaseless scream, trying to keep lines of informational traffic open between the hive cities, the Leviathan, the fleet and the various subdivisions of the battle group.
A short corridor at the end of the chamber led to an Astropathic relay, the fortress-vehicle being of sufficient size to host its own psychic communications link. Below the bridge, fire control for the command fortress’s macro cannon was situated, the cannon itself taking up most of the four decks at the front of the Leviathan below the tower.
Command center of a Leviathan, in all its glory. AGain noteworthy for tons of complicated systems like comms and tac suites and infomration trading in various ways. And, lots of servitorized humans and bio-mechanical elements part of that whole process, both running systems of vairous sorts (higher function, yet still monostask servitors I wager) as well as what we might term the 'machien spirit' a cybernetic-organic entity. THe interesting thing is, its an example of a 'superheavy' with an actual 'mind', which as I noted is a rather key part of this whole book - that the machines waging the war are believed to have minds and spirits.. and yet can actually have them.



PAge 208-209
..flanked by two Guards Paramount, their armoured faces a mass of lenses and carapace plating.
..
The Guard Paramount had made short work of the intruders, killing fourteen orks for the loss of only five men, but four of them had been high-ranking officers.
Atraxian Guard PAramount again... helmet 'lenses' of some sort. Also they're quite formidable, if they killed 14 Orks in close quarters whilst losing only one man.




Page 209-210
Any doubts Iskhandrian had had about orkish cunning had been firmly displaced. Not that he’d admit to ever having had any.
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"We can ill afford to be complacent. We will not be so taken again."
..
All had noted the absence of the Atraxian Colonel Gemael, responsible for setting the camp. He had been one of those most vocal in denouncing reports of unusual ork tactics; several troopers had been condemned to death by him for voicing their concerns. Heresy, apparently, because until tonight the official line had been that orks don’t understand stealth, because that what it said in the Tactica. That it said exactly the opposite elsewhere did not matter much; each volume of the work, and each revision of each volume, had its own adherents. Such inflexibility was dangerous.
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"General Basteen and Castellan Sullio have been promoted to second and third in command. Ostilek, Gemael and Tulligen will face disciplinary charges on grounds of treasonous unadaptability. Let us not forget the Tactica Imperium teaches us this valuable lesson among the many others it provides us. Let that be an end to it, and let us bring this war also to an end. "
More 'variable Guard tactics' hilarity, with a dose of irony, hypocrisy, and political bullshit thrown in. Prior to being ambushed they're pretty much refusing to admit the Orks could change or adapt.. after there's this huge scramble to deny reality and play the blame game (hence the executions) This really highlights the political aspect especially since what is acceptable 'tactics/strategy' is ultimately dictated by success or failure.. if it fails it was bad tactics, if it works it was good (even if it got huge numbers of people killed. And sometimes evne if it fails it will be touted as a victory, cuz of propoganda and all that.)
It also shows that competence whilst variable, does gear towards flexibility rather than inflexiblity. an inflexible, unimaginative commander will be celebrated as long as he gets victory. although to be fair Cortein also mentions to Bannick in this book that showing too much initiative, even in officers, can get one punished or executed, showing the rather capricious nature of the system really, and how the Tactica can be used to justify almost anything tha twants to be justified. If it suits purposes to emphasize flexibility and adaptability as virtues and inflexbiility/unadaptability as punishment (like here), that will happen.



Page 210-211
" There are those orks who are attuned to this excitation of the warp, those that can channel it and unleash it to great destructive effect. But rarely are they capable of such fine manipulations – they draw in the power of those around them, spew it forth, and then they are spent. Explosive power is their art. Invading the mind of another and bending it to your will is a subtle skill, made all the more difficult if the mind in question is not that of one’s own kind. This is something different, something more controlled."
Comment on Weirdboy abilities. The interesting thing is that mind control is considered 'fine manipulation' ability and that it makes it more difficult than 'explosive power' feats - brute force shit bascially. This may tell us something about the comparative abilities in human, Eldar, and similar terms as well.
Also weirdboyz are (big shock) all bout the brute force and not about the controlled applications, except in this case (which is analogous to the weirdboy equivalent of Kommandos, I suppose.) Again never underestimate Orks.



Page 211
"From consultation with Sanctioned Psyker Lord Logan, and Astropath Prime Mastraen, it has become apparent that the orks are aware of our every move. "
..
" They have known of our exact disposition time and again, and they are intelligent enough to deploy that knowledge in battle. It is imperative that we destroy this capability."
Something that has been encountered before. The Orks in Death World had some capability like that, for example, so its hardly a unique capability. Nonetheless, the Imperium recognizes the danger it represents and the need to neutralize it.



Page 213
"Bigger, stronger, and tougher than any man, save the Angels of Death, they are far deadlier than we prefer to acknowledge. Tell your average man the truth, and we would quickly run out of soldiers."
Bannick thought of the Imperial Infantryman’s Uplifting Primer, issued in its billions to soldiers across the Imperium, his own copy thrown on the floor and abandoned by Radden when he came to collect him to serve on Mars Triumphant. Propaganda, pure and simple.
"However, you have faced them in battle, and killed them. You know that they are not undefeatable. Perhaps you will forgive our white lies."
Munitorum propioganda and the uplifting primer. Very much 'theory vs fact.' One can pretty much sum up Guard recruitment as 'tell a bunch of lies, and let them find out the truth afterwards.' For morale purposes, of course. It really reflects the nature of the Guard in many respects - shit on the lower ranks, keep them ignorant (because thats how discipline works!) and only let the officers know the truth (even though the troopers figure it out for themselves.) I suspect not every officer (or soldier) is as gullible, inept, or foolish as the Munitorum who put the uplifting primer together (Catachans, anyone?) but its still an interesting comment on Munitorum mindset versus soldier mindset.
Also Orks are tougher than normal men but (generally) less tough than Space MArines. Whether that is in or out of armour, we don't know. But there are examples of Orks who are Astartes level of course (usually the Nobz or Warbosses.)



PAge 213
"It is speculated by the Magos Biologis of the Adeptus Mechanicus that the orks are a survivor species, an artificially created race designed by a long-dead civilisation. "
Which is true, although whether the civ that created them isthe Old Ones or Brain Boyz (or whatever) depends on the fluff you subscribe to.




Page 214
"A crusade, having gained momentum, will assault systems with ever greater strategic value, some psychic mechanism attracting more orks to the flag of the conqueror."
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"The standard approach to such an infestation of this class of world is abandonment, virus bombing, then reoccupation."
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"But that does not take into account the lorelei. The deposits found here are vital to the production of psychically attuned weaponry, making this world valuable to the Imperium. Richer worlds have been condemned to the rightful purge of Exterminatus when thus overrun, but ongoing crusades have need of the resources this world produces. "
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".. in the dark we meet strange adversaries with great powers of mind, taxing our own psychic capabilities. This world is therefore strategically vital."
Value of the magic crystals in the Imperium again and why they're fighting for the planet rather than (more practically) bombing the fuck out of it. More specifically virus bombing (which may or may not be exterminatus.. as we've noted before exterminatus and 'mass extinction' may not always be tied together, or you can have varying kinds of exterminatus, which can vary from 'rendering it uninhabitable for long periods of time' to 'no planet to inhabit ever.')
Also the importance of psychic weaponry in the Imperium's arsenal. Its not just vital for communications.. but in also fighting certain threats of enemies that also have psychic powers (not unlike on this planet, actually, so we have a good in-novel example with the Ork super psyker and his spying and super shielding doom titan.)



Page 215
"Behind the psychic noise put out by Kalidar’s lorelei deposits, and the roar of the orkish war-call, we have detected a single, powerful mind looking at us from the immaterium. This is why we are not able to break the deadlock here on Kalidar. The same psychic signature has been detected from this ork Titan."
Basically a big Ork weirdboy providing centralized psychic command and control functions for the Ork forces. Quite a big advantage on this planet. Again such feats (at least in part) have happened at least once before (Death World.)



Page 215-216
"..our Schola Psykana prognosticators have been unable to see a clear course. We had thought their foresight to be somewhat affected by Kalidar’s, ah, unique circumstances. Now we believe it to be partly the influence of this mind, partly because they had not all the variables to hand. Having taken these factors into account, we are now able to plot a path through the uncertainties of this war to victory."
Guard/Munitorum use of divination and precog as part of their planning and strategizing stuffs. That can actually be a big advantage (not as much as for the Eldar, of course) but it provides another useful (magical) avenue for obtaining intel that can be exploited. Of course, what can be discerned can also be distorted, so we have sort of a psychic EW thing going on as well.



Page 216
"These picts were taken four days ago by a specially adapted Lightning fighter on a reconnaissance run. Our commsat network about the world has been severely compromised by the ork fleet – aircraft, as you know, gentlemen, are limited in the time they can spend in Kalidar’s atmosphere."
...
Dust, crazy EM fields, solar flaring and contrary, multi-level laminar windflows had put paid to any attempt to dominate the skies of Kalidar.
Commsat network in orbit (for whatever use it is) and the limited utilify of aircraft on Kalidar. The Imperial Guard forces are, once again, operating at a handicap.
Oh and recon Lightning.




Page 216
"However, it is protected by a grade omicron psychic umbrella."
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"This effect is more potent a defence that a fourteen-layer deep void shield array. "
Void shields apparently not only operate in 'arcs' or specific regions, but also in layers (which is not unprecedented as an interpretation) with 'fourteen layers' being significant protection, at least for ground-based facilities.



Page 226
"There’ll be a general newscast announcement tomorrow. Your uncle’s coming back. The 322nd Armoured, 62nd and 84th Mechanised Regiments and the 7th Super-heavy Company are coming home, along with a bunch of offworlders."
...
"The Dentares war is over, but they need fresh meat for some place called Kalidar. Seems home is on the way. All militia applications have been transferred to the Departmento Munitorum for processing with immediate effect."
As I noted previously, the PAragonian contribution to the Kalidar war was 3 regiments, 3 mechanised and 2 armoured, two of which were freshly raised. And this represented some half a million people.

We also learn that the reason for the reinforcement (or one such reason) was allowed was that it was conveniently along the way, which suggests the Munitorum may, when it suits its purposes, bend those rules.






Page 227
"It’s to be a double raising, a tank regiment and mechanised infantry, plus fill-ins for the holes in the ranks of existing units. I’ve a cousin in tithing, he’s been up every night all week banging psych-messages out through the astropath relay to the sector Munitorum central officium. Reading between the lines, and he always does, our boys took a real hammering out there. You know they prefer to keep troops from certain worlds together, they need reinforcing before they’re redeployed, a surprise visit home after a victorious war will do a world of good on the propaganda fronts, we’re on the way to Kalidar… I’m sure the Lord is happy about that too, after all that business with his brother."
Assuming it takes 12 hours to send the message, we might figure anywhere from tens of thousands to hundreds of thousands of c average message time, although that depends on alot of factors (like assuming they only send one message, one way, per night, distance between Paragon and the sector Munitorum office, etc.)

Also Munitorum preference in keeping forces from the same planet together (which simplifies a great many things for them, least of which being logistics and support.) We also learn (again) that politics nad propoganda play as much a role in dictating raisings and reinforcement as convenience does, which is hardly suprrising.





PAge 229

- not going to keep quoting all the interstitials, but its amusing to note again that those 'tarot readers' I alluded to before are somewhat common, and sold/marketed to the public in the same way you'd market a kindle or some other hardware. Even in the Grim Darkness of the Future, religion can be a commodity to be marketed. :P

I suspect its the 40K version of the magic 8 ball, though lol.




Page 232
They were two weeks into their journey, and still he wasn’t over the drugs. A sleeping mind would tell the ork witch little, the confusion of human dreams too obtuse a puzzle to solve. All aboard but Outlanner had been tranquillised for three days.
Even assuming 12 hours driving (half a Terran day) and only at 10 kph we're talking some 1700 km traveled probably, although that probably also doesnt include elevation-related factors. Mind you this is a convoy, not a single vessel, but it still points to Imperial vehicles having some fairly hefty long range under at least the right conditions.

Also we learn that sleep can be an effective deterrent to spying and mind reading, at least when its the rare ork scryer.
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D'oh! I forgot the 4th update. Can't think of how I did that.

Anyhow this will be the last one for the future... another IG novel (Mordians) out in Sept.

PAge 232-233
..the task force – Mars Triumphant, a company of Leman Russ, a platoon of fifty mechanised Atraxian heavy infantry and support vehicles..
..
Bannick was thankful he wasn’t crammed into the back of one of the convoy’s Chimeras. The squads in them had not been able to disembark since they set off; too risky.
Size of the convoy, at least its military component, and the implicatio nthat they havent' stopped once (or at least not stopped and gotten out.)






Page 233
He reached up over his head, grasped the handles and twisted, opening the bunk hatch. He pulled himself out, a difficult manoeuvre for the corridor was barely sixty centimetres wide. He looked at the place where the ork had been dismembered, metal shiny where it had been scrubbed clean.
Size of a corridor inside the Mars triumphant. One reason is to emphasize how cramped it can be, but also to emphasize how broad an Ork could be too, givne that the Ork could barely squeeze through those corridors on its own (being much bigger and broader/heftier than a human, and all that.)





PAge 234
The comfort of the crew, though low on the list of Adeptus Mechanicus priorities, had been taken into account by the Baneblade’s aeons-dead creators, the air coolant and filtration systems being extensions of the machinery that allowed the tank to operate in myriad inhospitable environments. But Mars Triumphant was a thousand years old. Despite its venerable age, it had been imperfectly built to corrupted schematics, and Kalidar taxed its systems to the limit. The dust, finer than cosmetic powders, clogged the filtration units’ intakes. Before the mission, they had been changed every other day.
..
The air they were breathing was the same air they’d been breathing for a week, carbon dioxide processed over and again by the tank’s ancient scrubbers. The air should have been dry and acerbic...
This is an interesting quote, because you would think the AdMech wouldn't conceive of comfort at all. Except that comfort can have a tangible effect on performance, and while the Imperium is not going to sacrifice capability (or at least inasmuch as it defines it) for comfort, some allowance is reasonable to enable the force to be combat effective (much as hygiene and sleep and nutrition are important from a maintenance POV. Which includes coolant and filtration (which helps in fighting in adverse enviroments.) Unfortunately we also learn 'older is not always better'....







Page 236
Outlanner never came back from his driving position willingly...
..
His eyes were intent on his main auspex scope. Smaller screens relayed real-time images from the tank’s augur lenses, several of them dead from battle damage or dust scouring
Baneblade driver has his own sensory instruments to drive by.






Page 237-238
"This place is full of lorelei, pressure-formed by the impact, denser than the usual crystals, unholy work between the sun and the smash. It’ll start to mess with our heads when we get close in, it’s a psychic tar pit."
....
"..the fields are too intense, messes up your mind, makes everyone a psyker, so they say! Armour will help, so will these." He nodded at lorelei crystals hung round the cabin. "Some kind of fracture pattern in the crystal generates the mind-fragging stuff. Having some of it about you interferes with its wavefront, at least some."
Armour (baneblade armor, mars pattern) as well as the magic crystals help protect against adverse psyker effects. Wehther its because psychic emanations have difficulties penetrating matter (or certain kinds of matter - we know it can be blocked by lead for example.) we don't know, but its interesting nonetheless.





Page 241
The tarot was one of the few levellers in the Imperium. Highborn, lowborn, spacer, planetsider, scum… It did not matter who you were, or where you were, as long as you had a reader, anyone could scry for the Emperor’s will, and sometimes he did communicate with his servants, even the lowliest, or so it was said. Bannick regarded the tarot with deep suspicion. He was too worldly to take it at face value. But he was a man of faith, the saints’ tales were full of proofs of its efficacy, and he had sinned terribly.
More on the Tarot. I think its interesting that this novel treats it as something that everyone has access to, rather than just psykers. Its not the first novel to do so (we've had tarot reading commissars, as I recall.) but its interesting nonetheless because of the 'equalizer' element. I suspect this may be a side effect of religion (given Bannick's attitude) and the fact the Imperial cult is something of an 'equalizer' in Imperial society (although only because that is part of the Ecclesiarchy's powerbase, and it suits their purposes.)






Page 247
"No, not long here, not long anywhere, in truth. The Ecclesiarchy do like to move us so, keeps us from putting down roots. But one mustn’t complain, one’s duty is to the church and to the Master of Mankind."
Speculate on your own why this is the case.





Page 248
"I’m afraid shriving requires a donation, no problem for a man from such a wealthy background as yourself, but all these candles do not pay for themselves, alas."
This being the Ecclesiarchy, its hardly surprising someone would pay for forgiveness.





Page 249
"Hive Meradon is the administrative capital of the Kalidarian southern hemisphere. A hole in the sand that produces 36 megatonnes of processed lorelei pellets per annum for the Scholastica Psykana and Adeptus Astartes Librarium, there is nothing else remarkable about it at all."
..
Minor Industrial Worlds of the Segmentum Pacificus, a Precise Guide.
The one reference hinting at Kalidar being in Segmentum Pacificus (which it probably isn't.) and we also get an annual production output (36 million tons) of the magic crystal that makes this world so important.

Also mentions to avoid the salad. lol.



Page 252
He was relieved when the contents of his intelligence core memory dumps showed continued viability. To have lost the contents of his ingrams would have been too much.
Brasslock again, and the references to 'intelligence/memory dumps' which must be those uploads the Admech dude was referring to. It would hint that part of the person's nature is 'backed up', even if its just the logical/memory aspect.





Page 253
He’d never been able to let go entirely of his human frailties, and in truth he had never wanted to. Under the plasteel and the wiring, he was a man, all the servants of the Omnissiah were. He was not an adherent of the subsects who regarded all trappings of the biological frame to be shameful failings. Was not the body, after all, a marvellous machine itself? Was not the flesh-form that worn by the most holy Emperor Himself? The Magos Biologis argued thus, even as they tinkered with its genetic underpinnings, tireless in their endeavours to improve upon it. How were the tech-priests to serve man’s Imperium if they left humanity entirely behind? He had read the secret histories, the chronicles of the Blind King and his uprising against the High Lords of Terra, how he had sought to use the powers of the Machine-God to rid the universe of all organic human life. This unholy course of action had been disastrous for the Imperium and the Adeptus Mechanicus both, yet still some of his colleagues failed to see the lessons of the past.

There were those of the Adeptus Mechanicus who tried to sever themselves from their biological origins completely, adepts like Rotar. But not Brasslock. For him, the perfection of the will of the Omnissiah was the operation of machinery and humanity in balance, not in discord, neither side attempting to usurp the other, but both locked in a perfect reciprocal circle, benefits flowing between them without end. Knowledge as the tool of man. Best trust in metal, in cog and gear, best be a machine, but always with a human heart.
Brasslock presents an interesting sort of AdMech divison - whilst some abhor the human form in favour of mecahnical, some favour it as much as the mechanical, seeking a unity between the flesh and machine equally. I find it a compelling argument not just in explaining the Magos Biologis position on things, but also many of the more 'human seeming' AdMech characters we've seen in the novels, as well as why in some cases the Admech seems to revere the extremely mechanical (Like the Necrons) and in other cases abhor it in favor of the cybernetic.

It also slots in neatly with the religious schism between whether the Emperor is the Omnissiah or not as we've seen in the HH novels and Titanicus, since the more organically inclined (like Brasslock) seem to have more Emperor-fervor. Also Brasslock is cool as hell, once again.





Page 259
Although deep compared to some of the other deposits – sand harvesters would be entirely ineffectual – the concentration of the veins make viable the establishment of deep mining, at a cost in lives and materials easily borne, no greater, we perceive, than five billion Imperials annually, lower caste and mutant slave deaths at >20,500.
Implied expenditure to mine Lorelei (presumably the 36 megatonnes metnioned before) and the slave deaths (rather lower than one expects, even from 'low caste' and mutants.) 'Imperials' must be the local name for Imperial currency (Throne gelt, credit, etc.)




Page 261
Cortein nodded to Epparaliant, who waited expectantly at his comms station. He turned to his unit, hands playing over the controls for the tank’s laser pulse data systems, warning those coming behind them to follow Outlanner’s lead.
First mention of 'laser pulse' data systems as part of these (or any) tanks. What it encompasses is not explicitly described, but hinted at later.




Page 261-262
...the other vehicles of the taskforce came on: a thin line of Leman Russ, one after another, five of the nine accompanying the larger tank. Behind them, two Chimeras, then the first of four Trojan supply vehicles. Tethered behind it was a large flatbed carrying vast fuel drums, also tracked, another Trojan attached to the end to stabilise its progress. Then Exertraxes’s command Chimera, bristling with antennae rendered useless by the storm, another Chimera, and Captain Verselleo’s command tank. Following them came another paired unit of Trojans guiding a second flatbed trailer, this stacked high with ammunition. The rear was brought up by the second of Exertraxes’s platoon lieutenants in his Chimera, two of his squads alongside him. Then came an Atlas recovery vehicle, currently home to the taskforce’s enginseer and astropath. Finally, two standard armed Leman Russ battle tanks, turrets reversed, acting as a rearguard.
A more detailed composition of the convoy - nine tanks, 5 Chimeras (including one command vehicle) the Baneblade, and 4 Trojans (ammo and fuel), plus an Atlas (which also holds the group's astropath.)





Page 263
The chart desk at Cortein’s station showed the situation as best it could, but without direct satfeeds and orbital locators it was impossible to trust it. The maps it ran from may or may not have been accurate, and they could not be sure of their position.
Baneblade's can receive data feeds from orbital satellites (and presumably starships, which is the locators - Space GPS?) for navigational purposes.





Page 264-265
"We need more traction"
..
"I can up the reactor output, adjust the drive mechanism to increase the torque on the engine, sir. It’ll be an increase of…" he went over some calculations, referring to multiple instruments as he did so. "Five per cent or so, sir."
Which suggests that Imperial vehicle engine performance is not 'maximal' under normal conditons, although one can hardly argue a five percent increase as holding back a huge amount, either :P




Page 266
Epperaliant hammered out a semaphore on the signal laser.
Which seems to suggest the laser data system is just high tech morse code.




Page 282-283
His hands moved quickly over the tac displays, relaying orders via datapipe to the other vehicles in the convoy. The esoteric piece of Scholastica Psykana equipment added to his station displayed graphs spiked with worrying indications of psychic interference.
Comms station. Interesting again in how the baneblade can relay data (not just audio, but apparently other forms if the 'datapipe and tac display' references are interpreted') also they have psychic stuff added ot the console for picking up on psychic interference and stuff.





Page 283
The Baneblade was out at the front, a suite of Martian sensors probing the ground ahead.

"Seismic readings say he’s heading right for a swiftdust patch, honoured lieutenant. It’s fifty metres deep and then some, readings give out. If he goes in there, we’ll never get them out."
More about the special-ness of MArs pattern baneblades- they have seismic sensors, which again have value in navigation in hazardous terrain.




page 283
"It’s overwhelming everything that I’ve got. Only the tightest databeams get through coherently, and I have to send those by pulsed laser individually to each vehicle."
databeams I gather is regular vox, or the data transmission sthey provide, whereas the laser pulse is something else.




Page 285-286
The shapes of the tanks came and went as they marched, grit rattling from their hulls, faint red blinks coming from their vision arrays, laser-pulsed data flickering from tank to tank. It was sophisticated technology, not often fitted to the humble Leman Russ, these tanks being specially equipped for the strikeforce.
Since 'space morse code' can't be considered all that sophisticated (esp compared to the shit that gets mentioned in this book even for Russes and shit.. like having tac displays and sensors.) and you could just as easily do space morse code with lights or comm signals... Its likely that the 'data pulse is not just the morse code thing, but encompasses that as well as other forms of data transmission. That its not normally fitted to vehicles is hardly surprising, since they would normally already have a perfectly workable vox system.





PAge 288
"Sure?" said the Atlas commander, but he wasn’t seeking a reply. "We’ll need to reposition…" He looked to his driver.

"Location’s up on the tac display sir."
ATlas tank has its own tac display. Probably means the Russes do, also.





Page 299
The rapid cooling of the material prevents the reformation of the crystalline matrix that gives the lorelei its psychoactive properties, and so it is rendered safe for transport to other centres of manufacturing. Once delivered, the pellets are remelted, psychically cleansed, and cast into the desired shape. It is allowed to cool very slowly – it can take over a year to grow the finest psy-matrices used by the holy orders of the Emperor’s Inquisition, the Scholastica Psykana, and the Librarium of the Adeptus Astartes.
Details on Lorelei and making it into neat stuff. They also mention it has a melting point of 1137 degrees (not type of degrees and they purify it to 99 parts per 100 lorelei before cooling it into pellet form for transfer. Its interesting that the crystalline structure plays a role in its important psychic properties and that it needs psychic cleansing. Its also interesitng that they cool it rapidly for the ifrst time, but once shaped it cools very slowly (over a year for high end shit). I wonder why that is.




Page 303
The crystals give me power. Power to build a Waaagh! that no creature, man or ork has ever seen before. I will magnify the Mork-call, I will sing loud the shout of Gork through the green wyrd. This is what your Emperor does, with his light, with his fire. So shall I! A great green fire no ork will be able to resist, no ork will stay behind, a green tide, half the galaxy wide!
Ork weirdboy, the power behind the throne so to speak. TRying to create an Ork version of the Astronomican to trigger galactic-scale Waaaagh. Its interesting as a comparison as it means that Ork Waaaghs basically act in a similar fashion to Genestealer cults, creating a sort of 'beacon' for others to home in on psychically - the more powerful the beacon the more orks are pulled in. Makes rather alot of sense when you think about it in that manner, too, and may even help explain Ork navigation of the warp.




Page 305
"But I am afraid they have the information they need to repair the power transmission systems of Lux Imperator’s volcano cannon."
Important for later. Just note it.




Page 309
A beep sounded in his ear; the unit’s small carbon dioxide scrubbing facility would keep him alive for twenty minutes, no more, and then he would begin to suffocate.
Lifespan of air purifier/scrubber used by Bannick, at least in the conditions of Kalidar (which are far from ideal.




Page 325
"The Imperium is stretched thin in the Segmentum Pacificus, Bruta; there’s more to the galaxy than your cave, and though it might seem a long way away, it affects you, even here. Many regiments and battlefleets have left for the galactic west. If this world cannot be secured by what is available, there will be no more raisings, do you understand? Kalidar will be virus bombed, and even you, here underground, will not survive that. Then new workers will be brought in, and the cycle will continue..."
repetition of comments made earlier about the mysterious crusade in the west edge of the Pacificus Segmentum. It suggests once again Kalidar isn't in Pacificus segmentum despite what was hinted, but how far away we don't know either. Also reiteration of the virus bombing to remove orks if it weren't ofr the Lorelei, although Bannick seems to think that if the war fails the Imperium will do that anyhow and risk recolonization. Once again indicating that virus bombing and certain other kinds of mass extinction either may reflect non-permanant exterminatus (and even then the 'temporary' is not very long by implication) or that there are differences betwene mass extinction and exterminatus. And also that ground warfare isn't always the first option in dealing with an enemy threat, only when there is something on the ground deemed important enough that bombardment may risk it.




page 329
Primitive autoguns spat bullets streaking towards the orks. Their guns were feeble things compared to the las-weaponry of the guard, but their aim was good, and two of the orks were sent sprawling, holes drilled in their skulls, before they could react..
sandscum autoweaponry (single shot usually) less impressive than Imperail Guard lasweapons. This could be in various ways (reliability, ammo capacity, rate of fire, etc.) but I'm willing to wager that the weapons are at least as powerful as the autoweapons if not moreso.





Page 331
The report of Olli’s gun was lost in the chatter of the ork’s stubber. Bannick watched as the big ork stopped in mid-shout and slumped forwards against the sandbank it sheltered behind. Quickly, before the others noticed, Olli fired again, and another ork’s brains scattered across the sand.
the long-gun is some sort of marksman perhaps sniper weapon, or at least so by sandscum standards, but it can blow apart (at least partly) Ork skulls. Which given how big they were mentioned previously, is as always quite ab it more impressive than merely human skulls (by at least a good factor of 3-5 by this book and gunheads.)
Presumably we could infer IG lasweaponry (of some kind) is comparable to or better than this, including one imagines a lasgun. The fact we've known lasweapons to have this effect on Orks (Cain novels, Armageddon novels, other Guard novels.) reinforces that.




Page 332
Bannick fired his laspistol as calmly as he could, aim, squeeze, aim, squeeze. He went for the orks’ knees or elbows, hoping to knock them down for a few moments, the weapon lacking the power to penetrate their thick skulls at such a range.
..
He played his lasbeam over the orks’ faces now, seeking out eyes and open mouths.
This offers a clarification on the 'las-weaponry of the guard better than sandscum autoweapons) as Bannicks Guard issue laspistol is clearly inferior to the autoweapons, so it would be 'lasgun or better' are superior - at least at the ranges Bannick is engaging at. It could be that at closer ranges even a laspistol could be effective against the Orks (at least as much so as some of the autoguns.)
Also the laspistol he has seems to fire a continuous beam that Bannick rakes over the targets (at least the vulnerable points) rather than distinct shots.




Page 332
The ork grinned a millisecond before Olli’s shot entered its left eye and smashed the back of its skull outwards, showering Bannick in globules of brain and blood.
Again Sandscum long autorifle blows out Ork skull, which presumably can be comparable (at least) to a las-gun analgoue, whatever that is and is more impressive than Bannick's laspistol.




PAge 341-342
Cortein stared hard at his readouts, a welter of meterological information streaming down from augur-sats above, information relayed by the fleet.
..
"Any sign we’ve been noticed?"
Epparaliant checked screens, trying to make sense of degraded datafeeds coming in from orbit.
..
Epperaliant sent out a quick databurst via laser.
If we needed more reference to the Baneblade's high tech gear, we got it. Orbital sensor sats above providing data telemetry, as well as data relayed from the fleet. Also sending out data via laser pulse.




Page 345
He pointed to broad band of red sigils and flashing dots around the periphery of Hive Meradon. "The orks have mined this area, augur-sat pict-capture before the storm showed some degree of fortification, albeit ramshackle, heavier fortifications here, here and here."
More of the Baneblade receiving orbital surveillance data support.



PAge 347
"The important thing for us is to concentrate on delivering a couple of shaped lorelei charges into the guts of that ork witch Titan, fry it and the mind controlling it"
'shaped lorelei charges'. This may be some specific context to how the lorelei anti-psyker charges work, or it may reflect they're using shaped charges to deliver the lorelei (some sort of tandem charge effect, perhaps.) A shaped charge would probably be a good idea with Baneblade rocket-propelled ammo, really.




Page 356-357
"Commander Spaduski of the heavy cruiser Emperor’s Lambent Glory, glad to speak with you, Honoured Lieutenant Cortein," crackled a voice. "Our main battlegroup is engaging the majority of the ork fleets out in the belt junction. With them out of the way, we are free to strike. Imperator Exultis! Our lance batteries are at your disposal. "
..
"Target those heavy walkers, we’ll send you precise bombardment coordinates."
..
Epperaliant sent data helping the ship target its weapons more accurately, bringing beams of high energy stabbing down...
..
"Sir, datasquirts coming in, the rest of the battlegroup have engaged to the south of the city."
More data management, providing targeting telemetnry for orbiting starships and precision strikes, the battlegroup (other IG forces and vehicles) transmitting data with baneblade and rest of force, etc.
Given between 1 and 3 weeks (by book time) to travel between planet and asteroid belt. We learned earlier the planet is between 4.8 and 8.6 AU, and the asteroid belts are roughly ~9 AU away. So we figure between .4 AU and 5.2 AU distance. On the conservative side accel would be irrelevant (a single gee or less) and velocities for travel would be tens or hundreds of km/s over 1-3 weeks or thereabouts. And even at the far end travel time would be much more than a gee, and high hundreds/low thousands of km/s velocity to reach the belt. Also, heavy cruisers in Imperial service. Again.




Page 358
"Lance strike?" said Bannick.
"I can’t get an accurate enough fix on it at this distance sir, and the lances aren’t that precise without ground-level targeting data."
The reason the lance strikes are so accurate is because there is someone on the ground to relay data telementry. This obviously explains beacons as a means of guiding bombardments, but there are clearly other ways, to varying degrees. Having a vehicle or person on the ground (like in 13th Legion) can help, but the beacons would be the most precise because they can be set on the actual target point - unless someone is willing to sacrifice themselves that is.



Page 359
"Vorkosigen get all power rerouted to the engines."
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The engine’s ever-present grumble became a growl, then a roar. The twitch stick interfaces for Bannick’s weapon systems went limp, their energy stolen away to feed the engine.
Interesting that the Baneblade's 'max' engine output means drawing all power from secondary weapons and such, which includes lascannon. That means lascannon and such provide non-trivial amounts of suppelmentary power from the reactor. The obvious quesiton is - how much of maximum output does this represesnt? I mean depending on calcs oyu could argue lascannon are anywhere from high kw/low MW to high MW/low GW depending on how the lasweapon works and its effects. Given the effects in this novel, and the fact that power to all other systems (including heavy bolters, cannons, targeting systems, etc.) its probably more to high kw/low MW range, as if we were talking gigajoule range lascannon (mostly thermal weapons at that) the probable power outputs of computer and related systems would *probably* not be significant (we're talking kilowatt ranges probably for all those systems) If we figure the lascannon represent half the output of the tank, and we figure a Baneblade has around 5x the horsepower of the Inferno demolisher (840 hp) which is 3.1 MW If we figure the Baneblade has something akin to 5x a modern tank (1500 hp) it would be closer to 5-6 MW. IF we figure the demolisher lascannons represent the low end (3.9-8 MW depending on interpretation of the 'laser generator' and charge/usage time.) the tank's reactor would be outputting at least 8-12 MW for the lascannon alone, probably at least several times that unless lascannons are the single most significant draw on the reactor (unlikely.) And of course if the lascannon are higher output.. they're more impressive. I won't get into 'plasma dynamo' in this case lol.
This could get into interesting questions about what all that power is used for tank wise, especially if it were the more 'generous' lascannon stats. Its also interesting to speculate how this fits with the Forge world stats. Are the on/off road stats for 'maximum performance' (EG all power diverted to engines) or does it represent a standard allocation (max speed with all other systems, laspower, etc. diverted.) because if it were for the latter case, Baneblades might actually be capable of considerably greater accelerations and (possibly) speed (on and off road) than Forge world suggests. Which would HARDLY be the first time FW stats didn't mesh up with other sources (lol) It wouldn't neccesarily be an absolute, mind, but more a 'design-based' thing - the FW baneblades for example may run their lascannon off powerpacks (we don't know since they don't comment stat wise, but we know in Only War Baneblade lascannons do run off powerpacks and they have similar implied performance, except that it can move off road at 25 kph perhaps.) whilst the Mars Triumphant is more sophisitcated (able to recharge its lasweapons from its own powerplant.) Or it could be a reflection of batteries and variable tech. Any of that (in any combination, even all of it) is possible.
Another interesting consequence of this is that Russ engine speeds may also be explained by this - we know the Inferno Demolisher, for example, can recharge its lascannons via laser generator in two hours. Although the discrepancy between that an the horsepower issue is a bit odd, since the 840 HP is lower than the laser generator output. Either the power source for the lascannon was separate from the engine., or the engines were diverting most of their power to the lascannon.) Either way not definite, but interesting and useful to consider (and sensible. 'alternate approaches' IS the Imperial way, and since Russ engines can run on anything, recharging batteries via vehicle engines would make perfect sense.)




Page 360
Cortein’s screen fizzed as the main turret periscope focused on the fore of the giant tank, fixed, magnified, blurred, and cleared.
Periscopes have magnification and seem to be electronic in general.




Page 361
"Forces remaining?" asked Cortein.
"Thirty-one, five Chimera APCs operational."
Atraxian forces present. Important for something that happens shortly.




Page 362
The sound of munitions and lance blasts howling in from high orbit could be heard over the din, but they were growing fainter, the Navy’s attention moving towards the second battlefront opened by the main battlegroup.
High orbit bombardment. Interesting because they were (once again in a 40K novel) making accurate high orbit bombardment fire (tensof thousands of km away) with the asisstance of the Mars Triumphant relaying telemetry.




Page 362-363
The volcano cannon discharged. Inside its body, four-terawatt capacitors simultaneously released energy rapid-charged by the vehicle’s engine. A linear sun burned through the Kalidarian air. There was a rush of noise, a sonic clap as superheated air burst outwards from the volcano beam. Dust and debris blew out in a brief hurricane. The sensors of the Baneblade were overloaded, screens blinking out, slit windows round the deck turning into slots of painful white, and Bannick threw his hands up to his eyes. A titanic explosion followed as rocks and metal were instantly vaporised.
A Shadowsword’s main armament was designed to punch through void shields; it had enough energy to the cut the limbs from a Titan, one of the great, planet-shaking engines of the Adeptus Mechanicus. Exertraxes’s men had no chance. A shockwave blasted out, toppling weakened structures round the square, followed by a giant ball of flame bellying from the impact site as the oxygen in the air ignited, setting everything in the square on fire. The Baneblade shuddered as the firestorm passed over it, more alarms ringing out from the damage-control systems.
The fury of the blast died back. Fires burned everywhere.
Shadowsword capacitors disacharge 4 terawatts. Now the obvious fixation is going to be on that TERAWATTS thing because.. its a rather big issue in the firepower of the gun. One obvious way is THE GUN HAS THE TERAJOULES, which it may have. Although the obvious counter is 'power isn't energy' which is also true, and it could be that the tank is discharging that 4 terawatts in a fraction of a second (EG at 1/10th its 400 gigajoules, at 1/1000th its 4 gigajoules, etc.) so there is room to interpret. It does seem fairly rapid (so we can't say its discharging over minutes, which means we're not getting uber multi megaton/hundred kiloton doom lasers.).. but at the same time, subjectively, its dischraging and firing in a time distinct enough for a person to note.. so we cant' be saying its neccesarily milliseconds (unless we treat the dischrage and firing as separate, which is possible but hard, since the discharge and firing seem to happen in roughly the same timeframe.)
Note as well this is for all capacitors, not 'each capacitor is 4 TW) although it does have multiple capacitors (which to me is how it rapidly pulses/dischrages, indicating a highly penetrating beam.)
That this may not be TERAJOULES of energy may disappoint some but.. bear in mind that much of this also depends exactly on HOW a Volcano cannon in this context works. As I've noted, Luke-Campbell style Death Ray lasers (rapid pulse train) can be both highly penetrating and very destructive because they rely more on mechanical rather than thermal damage, and a laser relying on the former can easily be as effective as the latter even if the former has orders of magnitude less energy.) Hevck even if we figure it is discharging a few GJ could easily provide penetration of meters of armor steel easily, if properly designed, and thats not trivial! And if it is TERAJOULES in any way, it could actually be less impressive if it was a heat ray, so more energy may not be desirable at all.
There is also the question of whether the Orks modified the tank or not.. which may be, but unlikely. As we may recall they ransacked Brasslock's mind for knowledge on how to repair it and bring it back into Imperial-level functionoing, which suggests that it is the normal parameters for the tank, not some overpowered Ork variant or anything. If anything, the context of the scene suggests it may be 'less than' Imperial Standard to some degree, due to Ork tinkering not being what the Imperium is used to.
My opinion is, tens or hundreds of gigajoules easily, possibly a terajoule or so output, although with the caveat that the latter may be more indiactive of a heat ray weapon than a 'blaster'.




Page 363
"How long until the next blast?"
"At least two minutes, sir, if their capacitors are operating at full capacity," said Vorkosigen. "Possibly more, we’ve no way of knowing what the orks have done to Lux Imperator’s main systems."
Recharge time of a Superheavy. If we figure 4200 hp as estimated before (the engine charges the gun) thats 3.1 MW.. which would be at least 372 MJ probably provided. That however is slightly less than the charge/genertion time for a lascannon (Same source), nevermind something as big as a Shadowsword (mounted on something many times more massive than a Russ.) Baneblades can pack two lascannon, so it would be at least twice that. And more probabl7y several times more at least, since if a baneblade is 5x bigger, it could packin that same space the equivalent of 5 Russ lascannon charging stations. (or more, if we go with the Annihilator example.. up to 15 maybe.) which could get up to single digit GJ range at least.
But we also know that a lascannon from Inferno can store up to two hours worth of power at that 3.9 MW generation time.. which is some 28 gigajoules! . And that's still just for a Russ sized vehicle, nevermind a Baneblade or shadowsword, which is more akin to tens or hundreds of gigajoules stored (or more, if we go with the Annihilator example. 28 GJ per lascannon, at least 3 lascannons unless we add sponsons which is 84-140 GJ per tank, 420-700 GJ for 5 Annilators comparing to a Shadowsword, roughly.) Still not TERAJOULEs, but as noted that does not prevent a Volcano cannon from being fiendeshly effective - it depends entirely on design.
(for the record, Azazal was nice enough to provide the scans here for reference :P

Page 368
They were re-entering the square a third of a kilometre from where’d they’d left it, diagonally opposite where Exertraxes’s men had been vaporised. A large crater cooled in the space where the Atraxians had been, although according to datafeeds, some of the men and vehicles had survived and retreated into the buildings fringing the plaza.
The crater is apparently as big as hwoever many vehicles were destroyed (at least several 2-3) and people vaporized (at least 10-20, we learn at least a dozen men survived.) If we figure a crater 10-20 m in diameter we're probably talking at least the equivalent of hundreds of kilos of tnt, perhaps several tons (depending on alot of parameters though, so that should be approximate.) Likewise if literal vaporization of dozens of men, we're talking at least hundreds or thousands of megajoules, perhaps single to double digit GJ (at least) per shot. Again, approximate (If we figure simply exploded it could still be tens or hundreds of MJ though.) It seems likely that the Volcano cannon at a bare end minimum is high MJ/low GJ, and probably more than that.
Also more datafeeds being relayed from the crew and such who survived the blast. More Imperial datasharing tech stuffs!


Page 373
He began to adjust the setting buttons at the hilt of his blade. The length of it rippled as the molecules of the metal rearranged themselves, giving the weapon a razor edge.
Paragonian swords have a 'dull' and 'sharp' setting lol :P Fancy metal tech, reminds me of C'tan phase blades though.





Page 382
His powerful mind swelled with it, drawing energy directly from the immaterial realm of the Great Green where Gork and Mork laughed and clapped at his anger. Lightning arced about him, fizzing from his head, skittering up to the great copper spheres high above the Gargant’s back, amplifying his power. He felt the mind of every ork on the planet, each alight with war and violence. He drew upon them, every one, and those beyond Kalidar, and beyond this system, the great green sea of eldritch energy that surrounded the orkish race, protected it, generated by their exuberance and lust for conquest.
The Ork psychic POV. Its interesting the Weirdboy can feel (or thinks he can feel) all the Orks throughout the galaxy, this seems very analogous to the sort of 'hive mind' phenomenon of the Tyranids, albeit to a lesser degree (less aware, less controlled.) if we are to believe his view. He may be insane, however, but the principles do seem similar.



Page 383
There was an absence in the scene before him, in the world painted in shades of violent green, a black streak, a shell from the gun, a shell his weird-eyes could not see.
When it reached the Gargant’s warp-born energy field, the shell did not stop. Greeneye felt the strange shell pierce his psychic defences, green energy rippling as it broke through.
the Lorelei shells ignore psychic defenses. Rather a useful property for psychic crystal weaponry. I have to wonder if these are a 'standard' ammunition design, or if they made these up on the fly to combat the threat. This being the Imperium and its variable techbase it could literally go either way.



Page 384
The impact of the shell was a small thing to so large a machine as the ork Titan, but the lorelei in the shell, shattered and spread throughout the machine by the explosion, had done its work.
The effects of the 'shaped' Lorelei shells. not unlike Culexus psyk-out grenades.




Page 389
And Brasslock reached out. His mind was foggy, but its boundaries seemed less hard than they had been, as if his consciousness no longer stopped at the limits of his skull or intelligence core. Away from himself, he felt a huge and powerful spirit, caged and enraged – the machine spirit of Lux Imperator. It roared helplessly as rough ork hands twisted at the levers of its metal shell, Brasslock felt its pain and sorrow at the changes wrought upon it. Softly, Brasslock reached out, chanting the litanies of calming in his mind, soothing the beast within the machine. He encircled it with his prayers; it calmed.
He felt the capacitors as a reservoir of light. He touched them, felt a greater presence still guiding him as he bade them vent their energy through the hull of the tank. Like waters through a ruptured dam, four terawatts of caged electricity leapt joyously through the skin of Lux Imperator.
Orks howled as they cooked, and Brasslock felt the spirit of the tank sigh with release. All activity within ceased. He himself was untouched.
Once again 'four terawatt' capacitors, suggesting thats what they dischrage (although whethre that is terajoules, gigajoules, what also depends on the time.) Oddly it suggests a fairly lengthy time, at least human/ork reaction/perception times (tenths of a second at most) so we might figure somwhere in the double/triple digit GJ at least.. if its longer (Seconds) we could get many terajoules. Either way its also interesting that the discharge of this electricty does little to the Baneblade, although how much energy it actually absorbs is not really known either.
A bigger part of this is how Brasslock was able to SENSE an actual machine spirit in the tank.. probably referrring to the AI or the controlling computer (or analogue) inside the tank.. so as we note throughout the novel, the Machine spirit is not always a joke - and as we know with bigger examples (titans and starships) they can even have some sort of awarness or personality (for whatever reason.) which means that Bannick being 'chosen' is not all that improbable. Again I think thats one of the neat things about this book.. it really likest o play around with those ideas and present them in ways that may not actually be a joke.



Page 392
Men, as tall as any ork, made inhumanly bulky by the black armour they wore, stepped out in groups from their drop-pods..
Space Marines tall as orks.




Page 395
Kalidar IV, Hive Meradon Surface Town
3359397.M41
Important for later. Keep note.


PAge 397
”Nevertheless, there’s a century or more’s work here for clearance teams, burning up spore infestations so the greenskins do not re-emerge as a secondary feral wave, but at least in that regard Kalidar is on our side.”
It would take a century to purge the Orks from Kalidar, and Kalidar is not an especially hospitable or verdant planet to begin with. small wonder they considered virus bombardment as an option, as that would be far more cost effective in purging the threat than centuries of grinding attrition through conventional means (eg regular troops.) Which really goes to show either how valuable those magic psychic crystals are, how politically motivated this war was, or possibly both. Value being relative, and all that.




Page 397
”We are to meet with an Adeptus Mechanicus manufactory fleet on route to our new assignment. We are to be resupplied. A new Baneblade is probably being assembled up there as we speak. My command is to be returned to full strength.”
A forgeship fleet making a Baneblade, in space. This rather tends to fly in the face that only FEW worlds can make Baneblades like Forgeworld suggests, although it could be we're seeing what amounts to a 'counterfeit' Baneblade. Its only the 'true' ones that are rare, baneblades in general could be quite common as dirt (just less sophisiticated.)




Page 398
A wide trail of dust churning in the air marked where three full companies of Atraxian Heavy Infantry in Chimeras made their way to the hive entrance to bolster the Marines within, unarmoured trucks bearing units of Savlar Chem-Dogs trailing in their wake.
Atraxian mechnaised and Salvar motorised forces. Again given the right circumstnaces vehicluar transport for military forces is not all that uncommon or impossible.




Page 400
There were billions of orks in the galaxy. Greeneye could feel them out there, a wall of fury and violence pressing on his mind, their mass shunting aside the other gods, blotting out the psychic howl of the devourer, dimming the light of the human Emperor’s beacon, the psychic presences of other species candles to the great bonfire of orkish might.
This actually makes sense, as we've seen from very early fluff the Ork Gods can be considered, whena WAAAGH is in swing, quite a bit more powerful than the other gods/godlike entities in the galaxy. And again the 'feeling the Orks' thing, assuming Greeneye isn't a loon, may reflect the Orks being similar to Tyranids in a psychic sense, which would be hardly the first time the two races showed similarities in one form or another.




Page 403
Adeptus Mechanicus Forge Ship
‘Patternmaster’,
Segmentum Pacificus Battlegroup 9876 redeployment fleet
3480397.M41
Aboard AdMech forge ship once again. They've moved from Tempestus to Pacificus, although we dont know the exact distance. CErtainly its at least beyond a sector to probably another, at least hundreds if not thousands of light years. With the mentioned timeframe as well we know 121 'time segments' have passed, out of 1000 (5th edition rules explaining time.) That is analogous to about 1.5 months of Terran time in the warp. In-warp, the travle speed is at least 1600-16,000c. Although whether that corresponds in any way to realspace time is up for debate.



Page 403
The manufactory ship pulsed and shook as a thousand thousand triphammers rang out the birth of war’s child, the bringer of ruin, the mightiest battle tank in the galaxy: Baneblade, fifteen metres long, as tall as three men, a moving fortress, hammer of the God-Emperor, bearer of firepower to equal a squadron of lesser tanks.
Reiteration of previous fluff in this book, a sort of circle closing. A baneblade made, a baneblade lost, a new one made. Same implications still apply, roughly. Except they built it much faster (a couple of months rather than around a year.) which tells you something.




Page 404
In form, the new vehicle was different to Mars Triumphant, its internal layout varied too, somehow more cramped, the equipment less sophisticated. A lesser pattern, Brasslock had muttered to him, but mighty enough.
It was also, as noted, built quite a bit faster, so it could be that there are tradeoffs - either the sophistication means the construction time is increased (for various reasons) or it may differe in the testing phase (they mention there would be no pre-conflict testing or trials, which could considerably shorten the production rate although it also means there's more chance of things going wrong.) It could also be that the forge ship simply wastes less time on trivialities and ritual than Mars does (Mars being the most important, and probably most arrogant, forge world out there.)
Its also worth noting that even with the 'less sophisticated' the difference is not significant. I mean this baneblade is still 'equal to a squadron of lesser tanks' like Mars Triumphant, at least in firepower if not durability, so the main difference seems to be in the fanciness of its internal systems - cogitators, sensors, targeting systems, etc. And perhaps the presence of such systems (EG automation, for example.) And while those systmes ARE useful (as this novel shows) they also may make the vehicle more resource/maintenance intensive, which can also be a drawback in some situations, so a less sophisitcated baneblade can certainly have advantages - being produced faster, easier to maintain, and still providing most (if not all) of the important advantages like firepower and durability. It would be like the difference betwene a Leman Russ Vanquisher and a Regular pattern - quality over quantity.
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