The four Chaos warbands each chose different locations as landing points for their assault on the Orks.
Though their motives differed, they shared a single goal—to personally take the Ork boss's head and prove their strength to the other warbands.
"Waahaaagh!"
The fighting aboard the space hulk grew ever fiercer, and the Orks unleashed even more deafening roars.
One-Eye, the Ork boss stationed on the space hulk's bridge, stared intently at the holographic display before him through his crimson mechanical eye.
The screen showed Chaos Space Marines charging toward the bridge from four different directions.
One-Eye had already risen, ready to personally lead his troops against the Chaos Space Marines who had invaded the space hulk. But when he saw them charging straight for him so openly and with such a clear objective, the battle lust surging within him was instantly ignited to its peak.
"Ha ha ha ha ha! These ignorant little tin cans actually want to challenge me to a duel? Fine! Then I'll stand right here.
I'll wait for you little tin cans to walk right into my trap, then chop every last one of you down on my bridge! I'll hang all your heads on my trophy rack."
One-Eye laughed wildly, his eyes gleaming with cruel excitement.
Just then, an Ork bodyguard leader beside him bared his teeth in a vicious grin.
"Boss, don't be in such a hurry to fight. Even if these scrawny little tin cans want a go at you, they'll have to break through the solid line formed by us bodyguard bosses first!
Besides, we want to fight these tin cans too. Boss, you can't always make us just stand around watching. That ain't Waaaaaagh at all."
Hearing his Ork bodyguards' complaint, One-Eye burst out laughing. His voice boomed through the bridge