The Big Explosion

Camille had long since grown accustomed to scenes like this. She smiled faintly and said:

"The defenders of Mordras Fortress are fighting with the resolve to die, because behind them lies Tyre, with its population of over a million. Under such circumstances, they will show no mercy... at least, their commander will not. In my opinion, human shields will be of no use."

"I... thought so too."

Beluf picked up the thread as well.

"They've been driven into a corner. They definitely won't care about their own kind."

"Should we let the Stormboyz try?"

Another officer offered his opinion.

"No!"

It was another company commander who objected.

"It's not like we haven't tried before. Over a thousand lads jumped over, and they didn't even make a splash. The Shrimp fortress is built too damn deviously. There are hidden bunkers everywhere, and the three main forts are independent but support one another. Attacking just one of them won't do anything."

"How about building a dam upstream? Drown them?"

"How long would that take? The Warboss can't wait that long!"

The company commanders argued noisily, but none of their plans were truly feasible. Mordras Fortress had become an obstacle they could not overcome in the short term, and Beluf found that unacceptable.

Taking a detour was not impossible, but no Ork could swallow that insult.

"Right!"

Suddenly, Beluf's adjutant slapped his palm and shouted:

"I remembered! Gold Tooth told us something before, boss. Do you remember?"

"Gold Tooth?"

Beluf thought for a moment and realized what the other Ork meant, but...

"You believe him too?"

"How would we know if we don't try? His price is high, sure, but we can write him an IOU. We'll pay up after we take Tyre."

Before the landing, Gold Tooth had once tried to sell