[b]Arragoz Plizgin - Da Foekrusha[/b]

"I'z figgr'd you'z humies were used to sluggin' it out, like da gitz back 'ome. But, If'n ya don't wants ta jus hit da frunt, go ahead 'n' split up, just keep em dis'strak'd." So long as they weren't in the way when the Kommando reached the Eye, the finer details were hardly an issue.

Now, as for the armoured humie's complaints. "Ya know, if'n ya wants to bust a gate open or krakk a wall, I'z k'n fink uv a betta way to do it." Reaching into his backpack, the Ork withdrew an odd-looking red cylinder: a Melta Bomb.

"See dis? It'z wunna da few fings da humies back 'ome made dat's wurth nickin'. I'z can't show ya 'ere, but it'z proppa killy, 'n' it can melt just abowt anyfing, frum plasteel beems to wunna dem humie 'Bayneblaydes.' Plant a few a dese at da wallz, 'n' dey'll fall proppa fast." 

"As fer da gate, I'z got sumfing spesshul fer dat." Delving into the pack once again, Arragoz withdrew an ungodly contraption which resembled a number of Orkoid hand grenades wired together and slaved to a single pin.

"Say 'ello to da Super Stikkbomb. Krumps humie trukks 'n' tanks just fine, 'n' I don't fink sum fancy door iz gunna be much 'arder dan that. Since I'z gonna be sneakin' in," The Greenskin paused mid-sentence, and proceeded to toss it to the armoured humie. "You'z gets ta use it. While I know you'z humies ain't very kunnin', it shuldn't be 'ard fer ya to figger out. Just pull da pin, 'n' throw da uvver part."

When the armoured humie decided to threaten Arragoz, he simply sneered, and responded in kind.

"Dat'z a proppa good joke, humie. You'z gotz any more?"