

A 40K short storyI shut the turret hatch with a clang and dropped back down into the armoured hull of the Vanquisher. I savoured the heat generated by the heating systems after the frigid air outside of the snowy landscape. Immediately, the shriek of the wind was replaced by the deafening howl of the racing engine as the Leman Russ catapulted over the snowy dunes.A 40K short story
Devlan, my gunner, grinned at me. Enjoying the lovely temperature typical of this heavenly paradise?
Oh, cant get enough, I replied drily. I accepted the hip-flask he offered me. Good for keeping you nice n warm.


OstfrontNovember 12, 1943Ostfront
Eastern Front, USSR
Michael Jaeger stubbed out his cigarette, grinding it into the hard, compacted snow that covered the ground. He wearily leant against the cold steel of the side of his Panther and contemplated the current state of affairs. They had stopped the advance due to fuel shortages, with fresh supplies promised before dawn. The armoured convoy had halted to dig in as they knew how notoriously good the Russians were at exploiting terrible weather conditions such as these. The Fatherland’s vehicles had switched to using diesel a few months earlier after finally learning the lessons of ’41 a
Canal boat
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"A mind without purpose will walk in dark places"
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Oh, well.
Glad to meet you again, I'll make sure we keep in touch by
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Currently: Stalking Warren Spector.
Carrying: Girlfriend.
Playing: Deus Ex.
Listening to: All Your Base Are Belong To Us.
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"A mind without purpose will walk in dark places"
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Madcrazyproductions. Brendan Ryan. Hating my DevArt name. Be sure to check out my gallery: [link]
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Madcrazyproductions. Brendan Ryan. Hating my DevArt name. Be sure to check out my gallery: [link]
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"A mind without purpose will walk in dark places"
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