White Scars.

[Loquille]

Another update for you, no background for these guys so you're lucky. (these finish the squad mentioned in the original piece) 

So I give you the Last four members of Ōame Squad. Taken me far too long to sit down and finish. But pleased with them. Time to start the next ten. 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0508_zps9ztxcufq.jpg

 

And the completed Squad all together. 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0509_zpsvfc5rj6b.jpg

 

I also decided to pull out the Primus Apothecaries for each of my Legions. 
I don't know why, but I love building them. Still need to build three Standard Apothecaries for the Iron Warriors, and when I've finished the initial 3,000 point list of Scars build a set for them as I expand it. 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0510_zps7aqyaefb.jpg

 

So, on to the next squad

[b1soul]

Aww...come on, background is what makes the models come alive hehe

[Loquille]

If I can get these two models completed for an update tonight Background will return :) 

[Loquille]

Or this afternoon :) 

 

As The assault on the City ground on. Reports began reaching command. Bolter fire, hostile Bolter fire. Squads dispatched to intercept hostiles reports were re-checked on the Planets capabilities. 
Helm pic captures began to come in. Brother Astartes were within the city. Pic feeds came in live. Of Scars legionaries rising from cover to greet their cousins only to be gunned down. Other feeds came in, Astartes running, no fleeing back into the burning city. Calling for clarification. To remain was death, yet without orders how could they fire upon another Legion. 

The compliance soon became forgotten, casualties to bolters and Legion weapons were mounting. 
Glancing up at the Monitor, enough was enough. His grip was enough to crush the edge of the display Holo. Breaking the stunned silence as flatlines slowly played out as Legionaries and squads were slowly turning red across the City. 

‘Enough’ He Whispered. 
Glancing up at those filling the control room. 
‘Enough’. With force this time. 
‘Whatever is happening down there. Whatever has driven them to this, this murder. We shall have out answers. Order our men to go to ground, a storm is gathering and we will sweep this before us.’
Reaching for his helm he glared at a mortal aid. Discomfort clearly visible being under such a gaze. 
‘How many were involved. How many have fallen to this. Treachery.’
The mortal quickly studied the numbers before him visibly shaking. 
‘My Lord.’ 

My lord 150 of the Ordu was deployed, it was deemed to be enough to bring peace to this world. 
‘I did not ask whether we thought it was enough’ anger began to thread into the voice. 
‘How many’
There, there’s 37 Astartes still deployed in the city, not counting the seven lost to the city’s defenders. 106 have fallen to this, I do not know what this is my Lord’
‘It is vengeance Lieutenant. Order all Army units back from the limits. Deploy the Ordu to the surface.’ 
With an order to perform the mortal began to compose himself, Half turning to his consol before stopping himself.
‘How many my Lord, how many shall we deploy?’

Finally reaching for his helmet Hayoto sighed. 
'The Ordu, all of them. The compliance is over. The city dies and we shall have our answers. They may have thought half a brotherhood was this fleet’s strength.’
Locking the helm in place his voice growled through it’s speakers. As if a great beast of ancient myth. 
‘They know nothing of the White Scars and nothing of my Ordu, if I must bury the city with the remaining 1800 astartes I shall have my answer for this crime.’
Striding towards the exit, his command unit falling in behind him, led by Tsuneo. 
‘Contact the Khârn, inform him of this’

At that the Hayoto strode out. Vengeance and anger obvious in every movement. 
Luietenant Rask collapsed into his chair. Sweat running from him as if he’d sprung a 100 leaks, such was the power of standing alone before one of the warriors of the Emperor. Especially enraged as Lord Hayoto. 

Handing over the deployment to those more suited Rask Sighed, not able to fully comprehend what had just happened. He reached for his coms.
‘Urgent message to be sent for the Khârn the Astropaths much make sur…’
The fact he was interrupted wasn’t what caused his to suddenly come to attention. No, it was the fear and babbling coming from the other end. 
‘Compose yourself. Repeat previous.’
The message was ported to his consol, even as the com piece continued to buzz in his ear. As he read the first few lines everything else was forgotten. 

It wasn’t a mistake. The Great Crusade had just came tumbling down. 
With tears of disbelief he forwarded the message to Hayoto. No longer knowing what would follow.

For Horus had ignited a fire.

A fire that will set the Galaxy alight.

 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0515_zpsnhkm9r57.jpg

Pic captured during what became known as the Retaliation 
Brother Kenshin stands above Akio as he collects a trophy. 

 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0517_zpsobfussce.jpg

 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0514_zpsjahbr6qr.jpg

 

And the Command squad with Hayoto. 

http://i757.photobucket.com/albums/xx212/loquile/IMAG0516_zps2n0bbpnx.jpg

[ThtsTheJoke]

WOW great job! I would however consider putting a tiny bit more definition into the head that one marine carries. maybe a wash? But I love the paint scheme and I am making a 1000 point white scars force in supplement to my death guard because of these guys. FANTASTIC man.

[Chickenleg]

Lovely banner!

 

I think my favorite is the one taking the trophy.

 

Damn those marines have seen some real battles.

[Loquille]

Thanks guys.  

@ ThtstheJoke. I'm currently going back over the head. I wasn't completely happy with it the more I looked at it so hopefully I'll get the tone right. 

 

@ChickenLeg. Thanks, he was fun making, was a bit worried if it would work with the other members of the Command, but I think he fits in.