Boss Copperhead, Kuka, Crooked Mouth, and Hols of the Screw Clan all voiced fierce opposition.
Just as civil war was about to break out, Kuka stepped forward and said, "Boss Slick ain't just asleep. He's been summoned by Gork and Mork. He'll wake up eventually and lead all the Orks in another great big waaagh!"
"In the name of Gork and Mork, as long as we follow Boss Slick, asleep or awake, we'll never run out of fights."
Kuka still carried some weight as the Divine Messenger of Gork and Mork. After all, every Ork believed in them. His words kept the Screw Clan, which had been on the verge of infighting, quiet for another two months.
Two months later, some of the restless Greenskins started getting fed up again. Making equipment and tightening screws every day was too boring! They needed fights! They needed a waaagh!
This time, infighting seemed inevitable. To keep Boss Slick safe, Boss Copperhead even brought his own troops to guard him personally.
At this moment of crisis, the Tyranids arrived. The system's detection radar reported that tens of thousands of Tyranid Fleet ships were about to reach the Tarrok System. At the news, all the Greenskins of the Screw Clan fell silent for a moment, then erupted into earthshaking cheers.
"Kuka really is the Divine Messenger of Gork and Mork! He was dead right!"
"That's right, that's right! Follow Boss Slick and we'll never run out of battles! This is brilliant!"
"Get moving! Get moving! Boyz, get your gear ready! We need our shootas, Big Choppas, Big Tanks, and Big Spaceships. Boss Slick is asleep, so all the tough ones are ours!"
"Kill the Tyranids! Kill the Tyranids! Kill the Tyranids!"
Wave after wave of cheers rang out, and the first battle of the