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Post by SC74 on Jul 3, 2010 19:46:43 GMT -5
Sneeky Stabba sneered and snickered. "Dem 'umiez is 'tinkin dat we Orkies is runnin' back to da camp. 'Dey iz gunna be mad, mad, mad, when de'ez find owt dat Orky base is dee-stroyed! Bahaha! 'Umie boyz waste time, while we Orkies regroup at anuva place! Bahaha!"
The other Orks laughed, cocky and proud. "We'ez gonna make dem mad, mad, mad, Boss!" a Stormboy cackled.
"Dahaha! Yes we iz! Yes we iz!" Stabba said, chuckling.
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Post by GrapesOnDrapes on Jul 3, 2010 20:17:26 GMT -5
The column of tanks approached the wreckage of the outpost. They came to a stop as soon as they saw the lack of an outpost.
"It's...gone." A Tank Commander said.
Marellus nodded in disappointment. "Captain, delay your drop. There's...nothing here." "What?" Graff asked. "The outpost. Destroyed. We've been fooled." "What are your orders, Marellus?" "We're setting up a camp here at the ruins. Graff, get our techmarine and scan the planet - look for another outpost - they have to be retreating somewhere." "Yes sir, report in the morning, Marellus." The Chaplain sighed in disappointment, then turned to everyone. "Set up camp! We'll strike in the morning! This mission was NOT a waste!"
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