Bootlicker Gorkanaut

(Extra chapter thanks to .sona and kkxs. for their tips.)

Afterward, the Gretchin Tow Truck headed cheerfully toward the place Li Qinwu had pointed out. The Gretchin trusted Gretchin Majek completely.

Li Qinwu had indeed directed them toward Ork-controlled territory, along a route with no human troops.

He hoped the Gretchin would bring the transformer back, build something to rival a Gorkanaut, and turn it against the Orks.

A few days later, inside the ruins of a human Hive City, at Three Hands' War Workshop.

Thousands of Mek Boyz surrounded the Gorkanauts, wielding welders and cutting tools as they fitted them with equipment.

Three Hands carried his best friend Black Iron on his back and loudly directed the Mek Boyz as they installed a transformer.

Under his furious shouting and threats of a boot up the backside, a transformer was installed inside a Gorkanaut.

The Gorkanaut was a melee mech. Apart from a few small defensive guns, it carried nothing but close-combat weapons.

Its left hand was Gork's Claw, a razor-sharp weapon made of Adamantium from who knew where.

Its right hand was Gork's Power Fist, an enormous Power Fist.

The Morkanaut was a ranged mech. Each arm carried a Super Rotary Shoota—a complex array of thirty-six large-caliber Autocannons in all, capable of pouring a terrifying storm of fire across the battlefield in an instant!

Its head also housed several Ork Rocket launchers that could unleash a mass of rockets at an enemy all at once.

By now, the two Gorkanauts were ninety percent complete, with most of their outer armor in place.

Three Hands took Black Iron off his back and held him in his arms, cackling.

"All right, my Big Mechs are almost done!

See? The Gorkanaut's yours, and the Morkanaut's mine!"

Three Hands considered himself an