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Gutsnaga looked around a bit until he found Snekart standing nearby- now he was a true Blood Axe, a sneaky and kunnin' git who understood the rudimentary skills of stelff - one large hand stroked over his scarred jaw and he gave a deep-throated chuckle.

"Gimme til night, den you'll see we all got summit to do..."


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Night came swiftly to the jungle, the sounds of an alien planet coming alive all around the Greenskins position, the Imperial Guard finally having ceased their bombardment of the Kommandoz location for a moment.

"Aaaaah," rumbled Gutsnaga in his chest, "now [b]dis[/b] is wot I been waitin' for." Using the sign-language of all Kommando squadz he gathered the rest of the squad around, "rite, listen up ladz. Them 'umies gonna try an get uz like a squig in a zoggin' trap, circle us like... but we gonna 'it 'em first see?"

He hadn't gotten to his rank in the Orkoid hierarchy by being stupid, but by knocking out more than one set of teeth on those larger than himself snd cleaving his enemies apart. Time after time fighting against the Guard and other Imperial forces had taught him a thing or three, and basic 'umie strategies were grasped even by his admittedly primitive brain.

"Roite."

Gutsnaga grabbed a large stick from the ground - ground covered in bullet-casings, holes from explosions, and spilt blood - scrawling a childlike diagram into the soft jungle dirt for all the others to see as they gathered round.

"Gonna try an ring our necks, see?" He grunted, drawing a circle inside a bigger circle, "dis is uz, an 'ere is them, yeah?" Next came an arrow pointing toward the larger circle from the smaller one, an arrowhead formed out of the smaller circle before going through the larger one, "das uz, we gonna punch roight thru 'em."

Slipping his knife the size of a grown humans arm from it's squig-skin sheath, Gutsnaga grasped some dirt and rubbed it over the glinting blade.

"Choppas only for this one ladz, gotta keep it reel quiet like. At least until we get clear, init." A large grin spread across the Nobz face, his eyes boring into those of Kargut for more than a moment, "grab yer gear boyz, we're movin' out."


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As the seven moved through the undergrowth, sweat coating his hunched green body, Gutsnaga swept his goggle-covered eyes from one side to the other - always alert, always prepared to unleash some good old ultra-violence upon the enemy.

It was only a matter of time until they hit the encroaching humans, and he happened to be at the tip of the arrowhead (of course, cus he was the boss like), and when that happened they had to be quick as a striking squig-snake and as deadly as a venom-squig.

It took several hours of hiking and hacking through overgrown flora before the Devilz Brigade began to hear the rustling of something that wasn't just a huge predator or animal.

Immediately Gutsnaga raised a fist for silence and overwatch, his goggles picking out numerous heat signatures among the foliage, at least two dozen Guardsmen being led by peak-capped officers, there were also at least four heavy weapons held in unsteady hands.

Oh yes, he could smell the fear on these pinkskins.

"Alroight boyz, noice an safe - if ya got a silencer then stick it on an take some shots - we gonna put some holes in these 'umies. When yer ready then ladz."