Though little production occurs in these rough survivalists' few permanent fortified settlements, Catachan is rich in resources it trades for essential goods. Though their planet's predators, plant life, air, soil and water are all inimical to Human life, these natural warriors not only survive, but maintain a population high enough to raise dozens of new Astra Militarum regiments every year. The fact remains, however, that Catachan Jungle Fighters are the most uncomplaining, determined and valorous soldiers of the Astra Militarum, whether assigned to basic garrison duties or a hopeless assault upon an impregnable fortress. This "gung-ho" enthusiasm is often mistaken for bravado by guardsmen from other regiments. Indeed, Catachans believe that even the most suicidal of military engagements are as nothing compared to spending but a single solar day in the lethal jungles of their homeworld. The skills learned in the jungles of Catachan are easily adapted to other war zones. In jungle terrain they are unsurpassed by nearly any other mortal soldiers in the Imperium, with each Catachan Fighter being worth ten soldiers from any other regiment. Extremely resourceful and uncompromising warriors, the natives of Catachan recruited into the Imperial Guard are deadly melee fighters with their specialised close combat blades or from ambush with their Lascarbines. Their homeworld of Catachan is a jungle Death World, where natural selection ensures only the most deadly flora and fauna survive. They are primarily deployed in the Segmentum Solar and the Segmentum Ultima and are highly skilled at combat in especially hazardous terrain and in carrying out guerilla and asymmetric warfare. They have the well-deserved reputation of being the deadliest practitioners of jungle warfare in the galaxy. The Catachan Jungle Fighters are the members of the Militarum Regimentum of the Astra Militarum that has been recruited from the Death World of Catachan. Captain Rock of the Catachan III "Green Devils," commenting on Varestus Prime Emperor help me, I love this place - it's just like home!" Three men died from Eyerot last week and I've sweated enough to fill a lake. " We've run into scorpions the size of battle tanks.
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