[In the grim darkness of the 41st Millennium there is only war. On a deathworld planet the formidable Catachan 57th Regiment were advancing through thick jungle. While the main front had a combined advance of Vitrian Dragoons infantry and Steel Legion Mechanised assault regiments against the orks the Catachans where to pass through the jungle to the south trying to prevent attacks from the flanks and attack their drop zone.]

Tyra Thorne lead her squad threw the thick jungle moving like wind, each step silent and their eyes watching for movement. They didnt say a word when they heard a sound. She gestured for them to halt and focus. The situation was tense as the jungle fighters were ready for anything.