5150: Space Marines
5150: Space Marines They Invade Ships So You Don’t Have To 5150: Space Marines “Falcon’s Fist, this is 4-1 Actual. We’re loaded into the assault and ready to release clamps.” “Go for release, 4-1 Actual. Clean ‘em out.” “That’s the plan, Fist. Hitting pirate destroyers is my favourite thing to do on a lazy Saturday. 4-1 Actual out.” They Invade Ships So You Don’t Have To There is a definite difference between the kind of soldier you need for taking and holding planet-side (or even asteroid-side) facilities and areas, and the kind of soldier who’d willingly strap themselves into a wedge-shaped chunk of metal, get hurled onto a slightly larger one, then get to the careful business of killing other men who probably knew they were coming in tight quarters within a box that might suddenly lose all its air at any moment. There’s a certain level of challenge there that not everyone is ready to take up. Those that do get called “marines.” Sometimes worse.