Death Korps of Krieg meets the Justice League

Chapter I : Volume 1

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On the outer rim edges of known space – outside the grace of the Emperor – far from the reach of the Segmentum Solar of Holy Terra and its Imperium, a backwater planet; Jules, had become a victim to an incursion when warp sensitive humans began to be used as warp portals for daemon to emerge. At a frightening pace, the corruption that was brought forth had ruined and twisted the people in its radius that gradually in haste the ruinous chaos forces began to grow, their numbers increasing by tenfold with each hive city that fell.

Alerted and alarmed of the invasion of Jules, the distress signals that had been sent to the Imperium was returned in the response of massive warships and giant space cruisers that upon entering through the planet's orbit, the humongous space ships and their huge canons – obliterated a confirmed chaos-controlled hive city – and upon its wake, the ground shook with tremendous force that it toppled buildings and causing others to collapse due to the sheer heavy bombardment. Exhausting their aerial attack, anything that was in the hive city – was laid flat – a dismembered limb or the traces of blood would have all been erased; cleansed, from both its unsightly and heretical existence.

At the colossal warships and cruisers landing, the loud noises that the space ships projected were loud and proud, the Omnissiah be pleased, as soon the gate dropped and rolled out from the mammoth cruisers – armored vehicles and the nerve-wracking column of a unified, perfect, and exact stoic looking gas masks wore by every guardsman who marched out in sync.

The parade almost seemed intended to display the might and discipline of the regiment and perhaps even; the reputation of the Death Korps of Krieg.

Pouring to the streets and near areas, officers and captains to individual platoons directed positioning and placement of base of operations – preparing to settle in for uncalculated years till their succession in killing and wiping out all chaos insurgents and contamination on the planet. Be it, three to five years, or two at best. "Make a perimeter in these sectors, and set up strategic positionings along the pathways to the hive!" An officer continuously relayed orders as he inspected the environment; thinking, of the best-situated defenses that should be installed and implemented.

Like any other standard hive colony, it was built upon structures, and structures, until these layers gradually built up until at the top was what could appear like a sharp point of a spear. In regards to the standardized layout of a hive colony, entrances were easy to monitor and defend, and such entrances could easily be reinforced. "Squadron-057! Take a position on the outer defenses of the walls and begin construction of trenches with other troops!" A Kommisar ordered, who stood out among the rest as he wore the eye-catching coat and the symbolic Aquila cap, he barks out commands as he does bellow in a loud and stern voice – the Kommisar was in his prime element; leading fearless men into battle and onto death, such as the way of Krieg, as were the destiny of those born in Krieg.