Here a platoon of the Kado 540th patrol the mostly ruined mechanicum district of Randstad. In happier times (last year) this area spent its time servicing kelp and plankton farming rigs and the occasional trans oceanic mass conveyor.
Here the leading squads of the Valhallan Platoon push through another routine day in the war torn landscape.
Although, in this time of strife, they tend to patrol in force. But then, who'd blame them for wanting not to die in some horrid but entirely predictable fashion (considering the presence of cultists) ?