Amid earth-shaking explosions and clouds of dust from the shattered ground, the massive gun tower whose firepower had covered the entire battlefield vanished. The enormous metal structure sank beneath the surface.
Twisted metal and the surrounding collapsed buildings filled the sinkhole again. It was extremely rugged and complex, but still passable.
"The Emperor protects..." Yarrick gave thanks for The Emperor's protection. He could not imagine how they would continue forward if an enormous, impassable chasm had truly formed.
Yarrick rose to his feet. His commissar's greatcoat was covered in dust, tears, scratches, and holes. Raising his Storm Bolter and brandishing his power claw, he advanced toward the final massive anti-air emplacement.
"Urghh!!! Those damned humies!! They wrecked my music banner tower, which cost me tens of thousands of teef to build!!" Crotch Chopper stood on the balcony, watching the banner tower sink into the earth, his heart aching.
The humies had fought fiercely and satisfyingly this time, but the thought of his losses made his whole body hurt.
All the big faces used as decorations to draw in the Ork boys had been torn down. The music cannons the Mekboyz had painstakingly built had been blown up by the humies. Now the banner tower was gone too, and they were even planning to wreck the Voice of Gork.
Those robbers!
Grief and fury churned within Crotch Chopper. He casually slid a record expressing his sorrow and indignation into the huge speakers behind him.
"Waaagh! It hurts! It's bitter! No fights to fight!"
Crotch Chopper listened to the tune, tears trailing from the corners of his eyes, but rage soon filled his heart again. "How's the gathering of those rock boys going?"
"Boss, they're pretty much all here."
"Good. Since those humies wanna hear some music, we'll give 'em a