When the walls were broken, the Iron Warriors needed a machine to carry the assault into the shattered gap, and the Legion Spartan Assault Tank answered without equal. A vast, tracked fortress that swallowed a full squad of Terminators or two tactical squads whole, the Spartan drove through rubble and enfilade fire with contemptuous ease, its quad lascannons scything down whatever survived the initial bombardment. The IV Legion loved the Spartan for its brute reliability — no elegance, no wasted flourish, simply an unstoppable delivery of armoured wrath exactly where the siege-plan demanded. Painted in tarnished steel and hazard chevrons, these tanks bore the scars of a hundred breaches without complaint. To Perturabo's methodical warriors, the Spartan was the closing argument of every siege: once the wall was down, it drove the Legion's fury into the enemy's heart and left nothing standing to protest.
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