The Albestrian 37’ns
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The Albestrian 37’ns or “Golden humming birds” regiment
Information:
Regiment specialization: they as provide drop troop and ace pilots.
Home world: the death world of Albestria is a very mountainous place indeed. But the day the adeptus mechanicum allowed the planet flying machines. Their usefulness to the imperium grew greatly for they are ace pilots and they make glorious drop troop due to their hardy nature.
Commanding officer: Jakobiel Hykes is while a great leader, quite problematic and has given the war effort some troubles. Because he believes his men are worth as much as ten of the average guardsman.
Training doctrine: the soldiers are trained daily to never even think of giving an inch to their opponents. This has lead to numerous occasions where their soldiers were in such poor condition when the came back from a mission. Some of them were literally holding back their inner organs.
Special equipment: the soldiers are equipped with injectors of combat drugs. In order to keep pushing even when another guardsmen would die.
Crunch wise they have these
Home world: death world
Commanding officer: maverick
Regiment type: drop troops
Training doctrine: die hards
Special equipment doctrine: combat drugs
Favored basic weapon: combat shotgun
De har endda en sang
Choir of the Albestrian 37’ns or “The Golden Hummingbirds” regiment
When the great Aquila falls
And you think our hope is lost
Look in to the skies and you will be surprised
For when they go to their wars
And when they don mask and cloak
They will never fault and never even sigh
For they are the Golden Hummingbirds
They soar in and drop out
Fighting xenos with vicious zeal
On The imperiums open skies
Unofficial verse:
So after we beat the orks
And both colors of eldar
And the chaos, and the nechies and the nids
We’ll go back to the barrack
And we’ll drown in amasec
For a soldiers life can’t be short to live
For we are the Golden hummingbirds
We soar in and drink up
Hykes he stole the commissars pants
To the imperiums open skies
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