A warm dry wind blew over the red dusty earth of Mar Sara. The range of hills in the north and south transformed the Nurja valley into a hose through which the strong storms of the planet were only too happy to hunt. The daylight was dampened by red dust. Ruins soared to the sky on the horizon. Silent, fire-drawn messengers of past wars. Five space marines advanced in a loose formation. The heavy steps of the Marines pushed the dusty ground together and left deep traces. The soldiers' armor reinforced with servomotors made their movement seem unusually easy. Nevertheless, they were heavyweights. Human bodies wrapped in hundreds of kilos of steel, plastic and electronics. In their hands they held the standard C-14 assault rifle of the Space Marines. A weapon that could penetrate steel plates that are quite cm thick. There was a bunker on a small hill. The flag of the Terran League was half torn on a bent aluminum flagpole. Not far from the abandoned bunker was the bu...
