The Legion Sicaran Battle Tank matched the Blood Angels' love of speed as few ground vehicles could, a fast and beautifully engineered hunter that raced beneath the Legion's winged assault rather than lagging behind it. Its accelerator autocannons swept the field of the light armour and massed infantry that might threaten a descending squad, and its pace let it keep station with a Legion that never wished to stand still. The sons of Sanguinius crewed their Sicarans as they did all things, with an artist's precision, placing each burst where it would open the enemy for the blades to come. Where heavier tanks anchored a line, the Sicaran ran with the assault, a swift companion to the angels overhead. Through the Heresy the Blood Angels' Sicarans cut apart the traitors' formations in the moments before the crimson host descended, clearing the ground the Legion meant to claim.
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