The Orks' roars mingled with the human soldiers' screams as they vented fear and fury. Stray rounds and lasfire swept away the lives of fools too stupid to find cover.
Life tolerated no weakness. War tolerated no stupidity.
"Waaagh! Get da Big Boom up here! Dat humie stone nest is really annoyin'!"
Several Gretchin and Boyz heaved a dismantled heavy cannon mounted on four wheels behind a rubble wall formed from the ruins, preparing to set it up.
"Wait! You lot got no brains? If ya just put da Big Boom up there, da humies'll blow it to bits before it fires twice."
"B-but if we don't put it up there, we can't shoot 'em."
"Ya got no brains. Didn't ya learn anyfing from Orkimedes's Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Ten Things I Fink? Go pick up a stone."
The Ork Boy bent down and casually picked up a stone.
"Now throw it at yer own head. Throw it as hard as ya can."
The Ork Boy obeyed, swinging his arm in several wide circles before hurling the stone.
The Orks squinted as they watched the stone soar into the sky and grow smaller and smaller, then watched it stop in midair and begin growing larger.
"How'd it get bigger after bein' thrown up there?"
Thud!
An Ork who had raised his head to watch the spectacle was struck squarely on the skull by the falling stone. From the sound, his skull was probably shattered, but seeing that he was still breathing, the boss figured he could sleep for a bit and get back up to Waaagh! later.
"See that, ya brainless gits? I only thought of this after I threw some blind Boy into da sky. If a Boy can fly out and come back down, then stones can