Inspection [SFM] Hour Edition 

The song used is “Chained by One Chain." (Link in description)

I remember the day my Primarch, Roboute Guilliman, asked me a question about the Kriegsman. It was a mundane question, one he could have even guessed the answer to. The question itself birthed a litany of other questions and a single teared statement. "Why do they wear the masks?" I turned my head to meet his eyes and I wondered at the question, he meant it literally, he didn't know what they were, rare that my Primarch would be ignorant of anything, especially history. "They are the Death Korps of Krieg, they always wear them, their homeworld has a toxic atmosphere." My Primarch nodded, I could still see in his expression that another curiosity lingered, and then he gave words to the emotion. "They never remove them? Why? This atmosphere isn't toxic." Instead of answering I shook my head at the ground, it was a tragic tale, gifting their history any thoughts would bring most to their knees, even Space Marines. "Kriegsman believe that their war, their duty, is everlasting. They think that they need to be ready to fulfill the Emperor's will at any moment. They're not so equipped for war as they are equipped for their own death, to slow their impending doom so they might give the Emperor more use, no matter how miniscule it is, they will give it gladly. It's how their entire planet is." His eyes tracked mine and maybe he saw my internal agony, I had weathered a thousand battles, but I had never relayed the history of Krieg, the history of their heresy. "Their entire planet, is like this? Grim, inhuman, emotionless... soulless? Why?" I wanted to refuse to answer his questions, but I couldn't. "The sons of Krieg are not as you say, not soulless, they live their lives for the Emperor. I once visited Krieg, the planet was a hellscape. A hellscape devoid of the Emperor's grace and beauty, it was a place where the Emperor's Peace would be refused by its populace, they would believe that their own lives were worth less than the mercy of death. Most of these soldiers are children, sons fighting so the war their father's waged might be forgiven." The words did not strike true with the Primarch, there were still questions unanswered, a history he did not understand. So I told him of the beginning, the treachery of Krieg's highlords. The resistance that sprouted from Colonel Jurten, his cry for help that went unheard into the darkness, and then his headlong charge into the jaws of death, his faith in the Emperor alone guiding him. I told him of the war, the brutal unyielding war that never ended. The generational trenches that spread across the entirety of Krieg, the dried ocens that turned into fields of lasgun fire and artillery barrages. The genetically enhanced beasts that carried faithful soldiers into the fray of the heaviest combat, equipped to die, never to survive. "Five hundred years, Krieg fought for five hundred years in unending war. Jurten's own forces were all dead before the end of the first decade but Krieg's sons and daughters bred a new army. An army that marched over the luscious fields that once existed and left war in their wake. They finally won the war after trillions had been killed, returned to the fold, and greeted the Imperium with heavy hearts." My heart was caught in my words, it was agonizing to relay it, to say the truth. "They believe that they are the arch traitors, the betrayers, the worst of heretics, that theirs is a lineage of the unfaithful, their blood is the blood of heathens. The people of Krieg believe it is their duty to atone, for eternity, for their crimes. They produce nothing, they build nothing, but they have their sons. The sons they throw away, because traitors deserve to die. Ever since they returned to the Imperium they have given everything away freely. To them every Krieger, every child soldier they send into the boiling heat of battle, deserves only death. When they die, they only see a number lost, equipment to scavenge, a heretic dead. They will continue to atone for crimes that weren't even their own, and they will do it without question, forever. They can never be forgiven, they *know* this is as a fact. Yet I have heard them in their dying breaths, all of them, begging for the Emperor's forgiveness." I felt the tears roll down my cheeks, the faith of the lowliest Kriegsman could test that of even the hardest Astartes, their souls beget only agony. "That's not true." My Primarch spoke, overcome with grief I had somehow forgotten his presence, turning to him in his pause I could see the only tear to ever be produced by Roboute Guilliman fall from his glistening eyes. "I know my Father's heart well, they were forgiven long ago. They achieved atonement, five hundred years worth."

I like how soldiers are not of same hieght. Adds to realisticity.

Commissar 1: so how goes inspecting krieg regiments? Krieg Commissar: it’s more of a walking marathon, and I’m pretty sure I was the one being inspected. After I was done they dispersed and then came back with a score card, they gave me a 9/10 saying they’re ready to die by my order. Commissar: has anyone got a 10? Krieg commissar: they said that’s reserved for the god emperor. I shot one saying god emperor should be well over 100, they seemed to like that...

1:04 the kriegsman actually reacts to the commissar passing by.

He’s the last animator PROTECT HIM AT ALL COST

i would like to request for the commisar to report to his superiors for immediate retraining as he clearly failed to spot the psyker at 0:29 who is holding his gun with his mind and not his hands

I love the new small details like uneven formation alignments, height difference and the krieger which stares at the commissar.

~36036 Guardsmen ~858 Leman Russ tanks ~13 towers So, 3-4 divisions over ~3 miles (~133300 point army, ~281081€)

They are not immortal like the Astartes. They are not armored like the Astartes They are not Astartes. But... They will fight as hard as the Astartes, they will die gloriously just like the Astartes, and they'll do it all with nothing more than a empty lasgun, a rusty bayonet, and a damn fine shovel. They are not Astartes. They are Guardsmen. And that is more than enough.

Wait a sec, those Lasguns are different from the ones in the original video. They look really good.

I was hopping for the commissar to actually get to the end of the regiment, lol

After walking for an hour he realizes he only inspected 3% of the troops that have lined up

Well to be truthful we inspected him while being inspected...

Some of the krieg soldiers watch the Commisar as he walks past, like they turn their head. Very nice

I love how each Kriegsman has a slight variation in height or their positioning is slightly off to give it a more authentic feeling

This just fills me with dread for some reason, especially when the commissar turns his head.

Ходят слухи что комиссар до сих пор ходит осматривая войска, не осознавая что ходит по замкнутому кругу

I expected this to just be the first video looped to an hour. What I got instead was a good day to die for the emperor.

The Commissar delivers once more! Forward, men! Fix your bayonets and sharpen your shovels, for we shall march in static formation towards the enemy pillboxes to this music!

I'm sure the commissar forgot where he was going to by the end of this

There's something both beautiful and tragic about the Death Korps.

deserving a medal.

It’s very likely that the guardsman are inspecting the commissar. Some even move their head to stare

Vox Trasmission: Text only Report: First report of installation of new Commissar: It was upon inspection, that the Kriegsmen found a flaw, their Commissar was found to be a coward after flinching at the sight of his own men. Thusly a new one replaced him, this was his first entry into the compound, moments before the fatalistic charge. Sending 90 like sized divisions of men, screaming, stabbing and forcing every inch of the enemies futile efforts to repel them straight into the lugs of furious bayonets. For this reason, this newly appointed commissar now serves on location, waging a never ending war against the hellish ork menace. The Emperor's fury unleased in the form of countless corpses walking. Exscript of the speech upon first inspection and subsequent attack: -Of many Thousands of men born unto combat simply to clog the machinery of war they haphazardly assemble. Simply to exert his fury in such ways, that only the unfeeling, unfearing men of Krieg can! This is mere the prelude to glorious, gory, and everlasting victory! Let the Emperor see us! Our glory! For it is an excellent day to die! Again and again! Until it is done! Leave nothing for them to deprive us! Slaughter them, my most fearsome guardsmen! FORWARD! AND MARCH! TO GLORIOUS DEATH! TO HOLY VICTORY! -How i imagined this inspection played out with summary speech and transmission back to the command ships in orbit

This was waaay more detailed than it needed to be. Love it

Thanks for doing this man! I've been waiting for a good long while!

It goes through 12 rows in 10 seconds, there are 9 in each row, so 9 soldiers, times 12 rows, times 300 rows in 1 hour, 32,400 kriegs men in this video, so that’s 2 divisions, and 2 battalions, thaat makes much more sense for kriegs then the normal video, still small for kreigs though

I love the random size variations, a simple yet glamarous touch.

So far I have replayed this twice, going on three times. Sleep is for the weak, glory to the Emperor

7:15 soldier turns his head to commisar.

"And this is what happens when you tell 45 regiments that The Emperor's angels need a charge with a 98% casualty rate." - Krieg commissar, having to inspect 45 regiments worth of gear.

2:10 One guy who's got his eyes on the officer.

Space Marine: GUARDSMEN PICK UP YOUR WEAPON! Local defense force guard: I..I..mlord there are so many we..we.. Space marine: GUARDSMEN GET UP AND FIGHT FOR THE GLORY OF THE EMP... :soft reloading noise of an ancient lasgun: Krieg Guard: :gas mask breathing sound: :Both turn to see the gas mask clad soldier walk past, climb out of the trench as hundreds of shots wiz past he doesn't look back, and just..charges full force into death: Local defense force guardsmen: m..mlord..w..ho..wh..what.. :Space marine tracks the figure as bullets bounce off his armour: Space marine: That Guardsmen, is faith for glory. THAT! Is why YOU WILL FIGHT AND KILL! THAT IS FOR THE EMPEROR! NOW STAND GUARDSMEN AND FOLLOW AS THEY DO FOR THE HOLY LIGHT OF OUR EMPEROR! :The pair arrive at the enemy trench, only to find blood...gore..bodies, one with a shovel in it's neck. Only to look up and see the vague image of a Death Guard marching forward still in front of them:

31:21 Eyes front, soldier!

Next I want to see a cadian regiment inspection as cadia is being ripped apart in the background.

teacher: we are going to play dodgeball girls: yaaaaaaaaaaay boys:

Holy emperor bless your soul. Finaly one hour version!

I am missing something, like the sections or regiments moving into place, with their tanks pulling up. Otherwise it’s an amazing job. I am surprised there are not three Commissars walking down the line due to it being such a huge army gathering.

Beholder fans liked it

Uhm , KIA by an enemy , in the back , by an entrenchment tool , I think it`s a classic.

I can't stop watching

Eu poderia me vestir assim todos os dias sem problema se eu não vivesse num país que faz 44 graus

And not a single one hadn't forgot to zip his fly?!?

20:40 More than an regular Guardsman

Комиссар:уф, старый я стал. Вас много, я один.

The commissar isn't inspecting the guardsmen....... he is marching in parade so every guardsman can inspect him.

Tuesday already?

FOR THE EMPEROR

Very nice. Music is perfect! But original song still better.

The commissar literally walked along a 1 hour long line of kriegsmen and tanks. Just puts the Warhammer in the 40k

as a certified inspector i approve this song and the beats are good too

all ready to die for the emperor to atone for sins they did not themselves commit... the emperor weeps for you krieg... if you only knew

0:30 THAT ONE IS LOOKING AROUND ! HERETIC!

Можно ли сказать что после этого кавера Наутилус Помпилиус стали известны далеко за границами РФ?

I like how Kriegsmen vary in height. It's not just one model copy-pasted.

an hour with walkig and explosions? yes please

This is not a loop! This is just the actual time it took the commissar to inspect the first row of the Krieg Regiment!

0:00 - 14:09 Original song: "Наутилус Помпилиус - Скованные одной цепью"

Вид на ряды павших Гвардейцев, в этой мелодии есть трагедия и решимость жертвовать собой и печаль того что всё равно когда нибудь жертвы этих солдат буду забыты - стёрты временем.

The final battle for Krieg, not a singles heretic shall remain.

Its shame we didnt get a proper warhammer 40k war movie yet

This is merely 1st Squad. We still need the other 3 Squads in the Platoon.

Дайте мне сапёрную лопату и я пойду в бой против самой жуткой твари, а не вот это вот всё.

One of them moved!

Thanks dude. Awesome job.

В корпусе смерти Крига крутые ребята.)))

HE STEPS IN TIME TO THE MUSIC

The number of views is currently 666k how fitting for a Krieg video.

23.+- голову повернул боец

Скованныеее одноой цепью Связаныее одноой целью

Такое чувство что он идёт и просто чилит под песню в своём противогазе)))

How many soldiers are there you think

The Kriegs Men are REALLY picky with their Commissariate!

A section of the 88th Siege Army before shipping out to Varks

Listening to this after I read the new Krieg novel by Steve Lyons.

I see the scouting party is ready...

The last commissar must have ordered a tactical retreat...

2:11 i just noticed not only does the krigsman look at the commisar but the commisar nods at him.

How I'd like to imagine what my troops are doing just before I go to war in Stellaris while playing as fanatical purifiers

This is the shortened version. They have to replace the Commissar's because most die of exhaustion trying to inspect the whole Krieg detachment.

“One wrong move and that Kommissar is dead” this post was made by Krieg guardsmen gang.

Knowing the Kriegers the commissar isn't inspecting them, rather they are inspecting him.

I am happy that the soldiers are not quite straight and not all the same height, separately I would like to say that the song is great

Could we assume that this inspection is the commissar marching to the front of the army, is the prequel video to the hour long marching video?

Every now and then you can see one of the soldiers watch as the commissar passes by. Along with the different heights, this is pretty phenomenal.

Even if you know nothing about the lore from the song alone you can tell most of those troopers aren't expected to come back.

The commissar walks past a file of guardsmen about once per second. A single file looks to be 7 guardsmen. An hour has 3600 seconds. 3600 x 7 Thus the commissar inspected / was inspected by 25 200 guardsmen of Krieg.

I really like how the Commissar seems to sway his head to the music.

The 1890th Death Korps Siege Regiment is now satisfied, Commissar! May the Emperor's Light shine upon you. *THE EMPEROR PROTECTS*

It gets even darker when you know that most of these soldiers are probably only just between 15 and 17 years old

Commisar isn’t even doing the inspection, he’s just going for walk while listening to some sick tunes

And here we see the small officer corps inspecting their new commissar.

I watched the whole thing and all I could think was that 40k is a dark and grim universe. It’s war torn, full of hatred, sacrifice, brutality, heroism, atrocities on a galactic scale, and more. Emperor help me, I love everything about it.

When you are aware of the share devastation that they bring the songs tone becomes perfect. The bleak reality of 40K is not lost on anyone who listens to it. Good choice.

Get this man a medal for this now.

As a Russian, I declare responsibly: Damn, how does this song fit into this universe! Chained in one chain, bound by one goal ...

I have no idea what the Krieg woman (my head canon) is singing about, but I am choosing to imagine that it's both proud melancholic about the sacrifice her children have to make...

Whooo!!! An hour! Now I don't need to hit replay *quite* as often.

This looks like a nuclear winter. But the army looks preparated to resist it. A resource war moment.