assault squad (wh 40000) :: Crimson Fists :: gargant :: Space Marine (Adeptus Astartes) :: Imperium (Империум) :: красивые картинки :: Warhammer 40000 (wh40k, warhammer 40k, ваха, сорокотысячник) :: orcs :: art (арт) :: фэндомы

Объяснение гораздо проще - у художника ЛГМ терминальной стадии.

И чё? Без поддержки пехоты машины типа титанов очень уязвимы. А по бэку, при должном умении отряд маринов может сбивать боевые баржи, а тут какой-то гаргант. И вообще, господа еретики, можете успокоиться, по фантазии автора Багровые Кулаки не потащили, банально из-за того что гаргантов было больше чем самих Кулаков.

The ground beneath shakes under the steps of these gigantic and barbaric machines of war. Their metal heads resemble the scuril faces of their operators. Like toys, tanks and other vehicles move along their side, small and dirty. Huge pillars of smoke and dust follow this strange and threatening movement. The sky darkens and the horizon gets out of sight. In the far distant, unseen by the few defenders, the basion of the Orks arise inside the ruins of a once beautiful metropolis, with it´s many towers fallen and it´s facades broken. Ork ships gather, unleash endless waves of reinforcements unto imperial ground. Their number there alone is greater than that of the defenders on the entire planet.
But this distant power is not the target. The crimson fists start an excursion. The metal beasts can not be beaten by normal weapons and their range is by far superior to that of men. Like lightning they strike from the sky, hitting every weak point, placing bombs and explosives wherever their damage is the highest. Though there is little hope of success - there are even more of such beasts than Crimson Fists on this battlefield. And the Imperial Navy, endlessly throwing everything it has still left on the coming foe, loses little by little all that is left of it´s former strength.
The people wait, hoping either a passing of the storm, or some crazy fools even hope for fight, David against Goliath. For now neither seems likely. Death and defeat is near and this is the last struggle, the last light to shine upon this still human planet.
Hope fades.

Авиационное топливо не должно дымить.

В спейс марине они "отваливались с такой репликой" потому что иначе игрок бы всю игру с ним бегал. По лору на всей броне СМ стоит компактный реактор засчет которого она работает. В прыжковых ранцах тоже есть этот самый реактор. Пруф чуть позже скину.