Black Iron Boss

Over the next five days or so, Inquisitor Thraxol's fleet destroyed every Ork aircraft in low orbit around 496A, including their shipyards!

Industrial World 496A had once had many space stations in low orbit. Those enormous stations served as space docks and orbital defense platforms.

These orbital defense platforms carried large numbers of starship-grade weapons, providing the planet with its first layer of defense against attacks from space.

But by then, the stations had suffered several waves of attacks. When Inquisitor Thraxol's fleet arrived, only one or two scattered stations remained, and even those had fallen into Ork hands.

Inquisitor Thraxol immediately ordered the fleet to close in and destroy every Ork-occupied station with its naval guns!

The Orks aboard the stations traded fire with the fleet using modified space-based weapons, but Inquisitor Thraxol's fleet had overwhelming firepower.

After less than half an hour of exchanging fire, every one of those weapons platforms had been destroyed.

With that, humanity reclaimed the space around 496a Industrial World.

Inquisitor Thraxol's fleet took up station in low orbit around the Industrial World and opened communications with the Planetary Governor.

Before long, the Planetary Governor's broad face appeared on the screen.

"Lord Thraxol, have you come to provide reinforcements, or to purge heretics?"

The man on the screen was middle-aged and wore a military uniform. He did not look fat, but he looked utterly exhausted.

His attitude was decidedly unfriendly. Clearly, he had little welcome for an Inquisitor.

Inquisitor Thraxol said leisurely, "My fleet carries a million elite troops, requisitioned from nearby planets. What do you think I've come here to do, Governor?"

The Planetary Governor stared at Inquisitor Thraxol's face for several seconds before saying:

"Understood. Then please bring your troops to the Hive City for deployment, Lord Inquisitor.

We'll give your troops