Battle of the Bands

At the head of the Ork convoy was an extra-wide, extra-long Hundred-Ton King. Despite its enormous bulk, it was astonishingly fast, pulling away from every other Ork vehicle and charging ahead.

The Hundred-Ton King raced to the foot of the mountain, then fishtailed around to point its rear at the summit.

Its rear cargo bed was packed with speakers. Four or five Orks began playing electric guitars hefty enough to serve as weapons, drums, and assorted other instruments!

The burliest Ork aboard struck his electric guitar hard and bellowed:

"WAAAGH!!!"

The battle cry was amplified countless times through a sixty-four-speaker array, unleashing a wave of sound that swept across heaven and earth like an exploding shell!

Then all the Orks aboard played their instruments and sang in a pounding rhythm:

"Fight! Fight! Fight! We Orks love a good fight!!

Big Shootas! Big Choppas! Big Kustom Pistols! Big Booms!!!

Little Gretchin! Burly Boyz! Nobz! Warbosses!!!

Ride bikes! Drive tanks! Fly planes!!!

Trench fights! Surprise fights! One big messy fight!!! WAAAGH!!!!"

Boosted by the enormous speakers, the terrifying Ork heavy metal produced sound waves strong enough to shatter skulls. Even the rocks on the mountain rattled loose and tumbled down.

The Traffic Light Trio asked Li Qinwu, "Boss, should we open fire?"

Li Qinwu shook his head.

"Hold your fire. They grabbed the mic first, so let's be reasonable and settle this with words!"

He looked at the yellow mech.

"Link up with me and give me control of your upgraded loudspeaker. I'll sing them to death!"

"Got it, boss!"

The yellow mech immediately connected to Li Qinwu over the network and handed him control of its upgraded loudspeaker.

Li Qinwu took a deep breath and sang at the top of his lungs:

"Swiftly, swiftly, heed my decree, Mami Beibei Hong!!

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