Brother Sergeant Bjorn Ironwulf and his Teminators of squad Silvermane are preparing to teleport into a hostile battlefield to face the World Eaters. The reports had began coming in nearly a month ago; the traitors of the World Eaters Legion, and their cultist followers, had invaded the industrial world of Agammar VII. Bjorn and his brothers would be part of the first wave; they would get in, distract the foe and send the signal for the second wave to advance. The teleportation technology, however, is the most...fickle of anything else in the Emperor's arsenal. Many are the stories of squads being lost to the warp. Can Bjorn and his squad save Agammar VII from the depredations of the traitor legion? Or will the last thing they hear be the laughter of dark gods as their souls are devoured by daemons? *The cover is not mine wyb?

I am steel,I am doom,I am the hammer of the Mighty Emperor!

In the grim darkness of the far future, there is only War. Forces of Chaos blight planet Unvos' landscape. The Planetary Defense Force has fallen. The Imperial Guardsmen are under siege. A distress call has been sent. And the Sons of Fenris will answer the call.