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Gargatok Gitsmasha was not an idiot. He (eventually) figured out why his body was sore and why he felt restless.<\/p>\n
He was going to be the new Boss, or he was going to die.<\/p>\n
The second of those two options barely registered in Gargatok\u2019s mind. After all, Ork psychology was crude but extremely streamlined and goal oriented. Thinking about Thraknar Zan Gulga krumping him for being an upstart didn\u2019t help Gargatok, so he just didn\u2019t do it. It was that simple. What was less simple was how Gargatok would prevail.<\/p>\n
He had quite a lot of time. The campaign eastward was almost as profitable as the Humie King had promised. Most of the food was gone, but there was still lots to go around, and plenty of vehicles to loot. With so many lads and so much loot around, many of Gargatok\u2019s lads either developed the skills of a Mek, or had been Meks all along and just remembered. Gargatok didn\u2019t really care which of these was true; he had Meks now, and he\u2019d have a snazzy new fleet of buggies, trukks, battlewagons, and other assorted machines.<\/p>\n
One thing he couldn\u2019t do is stop. He knew Thraknar was hot on his heels, and probably murderously angry about Gargatok having stolen his best trukks. So, the Meks made repairs on the move, hanging off the sides of the makeshift farm equipment as they put their own special touches on them. \u00a0A few vehicles exploded during this, which Gargatok disapproved of, even though watching the occasional Mek blow up was hilarious.<\/p>\n
Soon, Gargatok\u2019s forces ran into something he couldn\u2019t just steamroll over; the sea. On the coast, the Meks really got to work. Sealing unlucky grots and lads into kans and dreads, fabricating shootas, sluggas, and other weaponry from the farm equipment. Other lads got to work putting up scrap metal barricades and crude bunkers to defend if Thraknar gave an all-out assault. Gargatok insisted on supervising these emplacements. As he was shouting orders to build himself the biggest, best bunker, a loud clunk caught his attention. Stomping around the back of the bunker, he found a gretchin trying in vain to lift a big shoota that had fallen on another grot. The squashed grot was dead, but the other one seemed more interested in lifting the gun that had crushed his comrade.<\/p>\n
\u201cEre now, whazzis? You nikkin\u2019 dis shoota, runt?\u201d Gargatok bellowed.<\/p>\n
The grot shot into the air in surprise, but amazingly landed perfectly and gave a deep bow. \u201cNo, boss!\u201d he whimpered. \u201cWe wasn\u2019t nikkin nuffin! Dis \u2018ere shoota jus looked like a good one so we\u2026 uh\u2026 wanted to give it to ya! Yeah, that\u2019s it, we jus\u2019 wanted the boss to have a nice shiny shoota.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYou grots wanted to gimme a big shoota\u2026\u201d Gargatok said, motioning with his power klaw, \u201c\u2026dat\u2019s got a big pintle fer mountin\u2019 on a wall?\u201d<\/p>\n
The grot paled very briefly before nodding enthusiastically. \u201cYer, boss! We was gonna get it put up on top of yer armour an\u2019 shoot it fer ya, so\u2019s you don\u2019 hafta fink about shootin\u2019 an\u2019 you can jus\u2019 krump humies!\u201d<\/p>\n
Inspiration hit Gargatok like a lightning bolt. \u201cDat gives me an idea! You know \u2018ow ta shoot dis?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYer! Yer! I can shoot it fer ya, boss!\u201d the grot said after a brief sigh of relief.<\/p>\n
\u201cGood, what am I gonna call ya?\u201d Gargatok asked.<\/p>\n
\u201cName\u2019s Gluk, good ta be workin\u2019 fer ya, boss!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cNar, dat name\u2019s stoopid. I useta \u2018ave a grot called Skabberdink fore da Humies bombed \u2018im. I\u2019z jus gonna call ya Skabberdink.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYer, boss, dat\u2019s a good\u2019un!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cShaddup, now lissen, \u2018ere\u2019s da plan\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n
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Everything was ready.<\/p>\n
Lads? Armed to the teef.<\/p>\n
Trukks? Loaded.<\/p>\n
War Wagon? Rumbling.<\/p>\n
Bikes? Smokin\u2019<\/p>\n
Morkanaut? Still dripping paint, but itching for a fight.<\/p>\n
Gunz? Fortified and stocked.<\/p>\n
Choppa? Big and rippy.<\/p>\n
All that was needed was Thraknar Zan Gulga.<\/p>\n
Of course, Thraknar was days away, so Gargatok got himself a bite to eat. His new assistant Skabberdink practiced with the Big Shoota mounted to the top of his Mega Armour. The runt was a fantastic shot and never forgot an order, which was good because Gargatok didn\u2019t have time to train another grot.<\/p>\n
But then the day came. Thraknar\u2019s army approached.<\/p>\n
\u201cGARGATOK GITSMASHA!\u201d Thraknar\u2019s voice roared over the fallow fields.<\/p>\n
\u201cYER?\u201d Gargtok shouted back.<\/p>\n
\u201cCOME OVVA \u2018ERE SO\u2019S I CAN KRUMP YA!\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cYOU AIN\u2019T THE BOSS OF ME!\u201d Gargatok shouted, full of defiance. Hs lads hooted as Thraknar\u2019s Goffs let out an audible \u201cooooooooh.\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cZAT SO?\u201d<\/p>\n
\u201cDAT\u2019S SO!\u201d<\/p>\n
A mighty WAAAAAAAAAAAGH erupted from both sides. Green waves clashed. Blue clad lads went toe-to-toe with lads in checkered black. Explosions rocked the battlefield. Debris flew everywhere.<\/p>\n
Then, in the middle, there were two.<\/p>\n
Both Warbosses, each in a hulking suit of Mega Armour squared off.<\/p>\n
Thraknar charged, his mind clouded with rage, bellowing with all his might.<\/p>\n
Gargatok stood, hefted his two handed choppa and looked up at Skabberdink, who gave him a knowing nod.<\/p>\n
On cue, the mounted big shoota over his head erupted with a torrent of fire. By some miracle all of it was right on target: Thraknar\u2019s right side (the one to Gargatok\u2019s left). One of the bullets split his jowl open. He came on like a Squiggoth, barely deflecting his path to Gargatok\u2019s right to dodge the torrent of shells.<\/p>\n
Gargatok stepped forward and to his left, just missing the nip of Thraknar\u2019s Power Klaw. With two quick swings, Gargatok\u2019s bladed choppa bit into the thick armour of Thraknar\u2019s right side, just under the impressive shoota mounted on his arm. Gargtok spun, more nimbly than someone in that much armour should, and brought the head of the choppa around in a desperate two-handed swing that had all of his strength behind it.<\/p>\n
Black oil sprayed into the air as cables and hydraulics split. Thraknar\u2019s charge faltered as his right leg stumbled.<\/p>\n
\u201cDat all ya got, Arch-Lord?\u201d Gargatok sneered.<\/p>\n
\u201cNar, got jus\u2019 a bit more\u2026\u201d Thraknar retorted as he smashed a red button on his lapel. With a leap that left Gargatok speechless, Thraknar launched himself at Gargatok.\u00a0 The mighty Klaw on Thraknar\u2019s hand tore through Gargatok\u2019s armour with a flickering snik sound. Pain let him know he had been wounded in at least three places on his chest, possibly more.<\/p>\n
Screaming in confusion, Gargatok planted a huge square foot on Thraknar\u2019s chest and heaved. Thraknar, unable to stop his momentum with a damaged leg, toppled and crashed. Gargatok arrested his backwards momentum with the haft of his big choppa and then rumbled forward. Gargatok brought the choppa up in an overhead swing. Thraknar raised his Klaw to catch the coming blow, but Gargatok saw this, and deflected it to the left. The choppa fell through the gap of Thraknar\u2019s armour and severed most of his right arm, spraying gore.<\/p>\n
Thraknar roared and rolled to his left, attempting to get to his feet by pushing off with his power klaw. Gargatok let loose a barrage of swings at his back, but the smoking engines powering Thraknar\u2019s armour deflected them all.<\/p>\n
Thraknar turned, bleeding but still lethal, and once again clipped his Klaw at Gargatok. Gargatok danced backwards, once again on the defensive. Thraknar\u2019s Klaw grabbed Gargatok\u2019s left hand and pulled Gargatok towards him. The two massive Orks stood face to face.<\/p>\n
\u201cWan\u2019 me ta end it?\u201d Thraknar teased.<\/p>\n
\u201cNar.\u201d Gargatok quipped. \u201cDis is da mos\u2019 fun I\u2019ve \u2018ad in my life.\u201d<\/p>\n
Thraknar growled and crushed Gargatok\u2019s hand. Gargatok howled and pushed forward, headbutting Thraknar. They fell onto each other. Gargatok headbutted Thraknar again and again until Thraknar threw him off.<\/p>\n
However, Gargatok was ready this time. Raising his choppa with his good hand just as he was thrown off, he brought the blade down on Thraknar\u2019s face as he fell.<\/p>\n
Gargatok\u2019s ruined hand twitched hard around the Big Choppa\u2019s throttle.<\/p>\n
The spinning blades in his choppa ate into Thraknar\u2019s face.<\/p>\n
Gargatok stood and raised the choppa high, bringing it down in a final arc that severed what was left of Thraknar\u2019s head.<\/p>\n
All around him, Deffskull and Goff boys stood.<\/p>\n
Gargatok hefted his choppa and bellowed a mighty WAAAAAAAAAGH!<\/p>\n
The boys echoed him, over and over again.<\/p>\n
This was his warband now. His planet. His WAAAAAAAAAGH.<\/p>\n