"You're the best! You only just woke up, and you've already brought me such great news!" Boss Copperhead slapped his huge hand onto Little Slick's shoulder.
"But... we can't get there. Rambo's got the Psychic Power Convergence Tower. Not only has he run off, he charges way too much, and I don't have Boss Slick's tusk either..."
This problem was no obstacle to Little Slick either. Besides, with Boss Slick currently lacking even a physical body, Rambo would have no way to quickly lead the fleet across half the galaxy even if he volunteered to help.
"I reckon Boss Slick told me to tell you the plan because he thinks you can figure something out. After all, the waaagh! is right there. It'd be a real shame to miss it."
Little Slick wasn't making things up. Boss Slick had found the relevant knowledge in the Black Library and could almost certainly conclude that, after all this time spent growing, Boss Copperhead was a Brainboy.
His intelligence had also reached the level required to join the Genius Boyz Association. He was a leader capable of independently ruling over a realm of Orks, worthy of the title Philosopher King. It was only the Necrons' gene virus that had left him disinclined to use his brain.
When Boss Copperhead heard Little Slick say that Boss Slick thought he could find a solution, pride welled up inside him. By Gork, Mork, and Third Brother, he would find a way!
"Then lemme have a think. Lemme have a think." Boss Copperhead dismantled part of his Power Armor and began assembling machinery from it and components inside the Ork Battle Fortress.
Behind him, a crowd of Gretchin brought over piles of battered components under their leader's direction for Boss Copperhead to use.
"I reckon, when the