Inb4:
>Blood ravens squads lined up pre battle, all at attention, listening to their captain.
"Brothers, we have a new dreadnaught to serve along side us, he is a veteran of many wars, his experience knows no bounds."
>Creaking of aged, distraught, thrice blessed metal as huge bay doors open.
>The ever imposing yet holy outline of a dreadnaught fills much of the space.
>The only sound is the heavy pneumatic stomping of the behemoth walking out into daylight for the first time in centuries.
>Silence falls as the ancient machine's cox equipment is activated for the first time.
Truly what veteran inhabits this sarcophagus?!
>...
"BATTLE BROTHERS!! SPEHSS MAHRENS TODAY THE ENEMY IS AT OUR DOOR"
>the perfectly assembled lines of the emperor's finest marines, of the blood raven chapter falters.
" WE KNOW OUR DUTY AND WE WILL DO IT!!!!1!1!1!! WE FIGHT FOR AHR HONARH AS BLOOD RAVEHNS"
>the newer initiates are screaming, clutching their ears, the older veterans and trembling in pure, unadulterated fear.
"IF WE DIE THIS DEH WE DIE WITH HONOUR, IN GLORY.,WE DIE HEROE'S DEATHS!! "
>The dreadnaught states out at the fleeing scattered crowd of once proud super humans, reduced to gibbering simpletons.
"BUHT NO!!!! IT IS THE ENEMEH WHO WILL TASTE DEATH AND DEFEAT!"
>The captain, veteran of centuries of combat is on his knees, clawing at his face.
'H-he was just a story, a horror tale to scare the initiates, he can't be real!'
"AS YEW KNOWH..."
>The armoured tomb creaks as it directs its gaze upwards, before pointing a stubby assault cannon vertically up.
"MOST OF AWH BRUTHAS ARE POSITIONED IN SPECIES!!!! 1!"
>One recruit grabs another by the collar, bleeding from his eyes and ears.
'We Fucking came from orbit ten minutes ago, of course we know we were in space AAAARGGGG!!'
....
And on that day Boreale was responsible for the death of a second entire company.
please have boreale in dow 3,I don't care how much canon it breaks