Utterly uncaring of anything else going on in the field right now Zakilla goes sprinting along toward the grav-cannon. Throwing himself behind a barricade that had been mulched by the exchange of massed weapons fire Goff Angul promptly snaps the neck of the attendant operator and finds himself staring down at the controls. Infinitely more complicated than expected due to several conversions that were perfectly suited to the Mechanicum and their interfacing ability, Zakilla was going to be in for a crap shoot trying to fire the thing. Back in beyond the Armory itself Slagface and Tuska were more than capable of mopping up after their taktikul git ditched them. Slagface pulling a spike from his lower chest plate and punching it through a wounded Skittari from behind several times before snatching off its head in a spray of viscera and oil. Nearby tek bruva dispatched another by casually hammering another dead cyborg into the second and leaving both crumpled up piles of dead 'umie metal git. Last standing Skittari decided now was a good time to bug out and dove between both hulking nobs and cut a path up to the Secutor's side, the both of them engaging in a heated binaric debate even as combat raged around them.

Snejk meanwhile was suddenly bereft of a target, Zakilla having effectively dominated the grav-cannon in his loot and dakka frenzy. Left with only one other Skittari to engage long barreled bolt shoota came up and a single anti-armor round was put into flight. Still utterly lost to the idea of an Ork managing enough accuracy for a head shot the Secutor found battle calculations briefly interrupted as Xez II-V was blasted back against a wall without even a neck stump intact after the impact. Instantly calculating the origin point both mechandrites opened fire on the Solid Squig. Thankfully the Orkstartes was smart enough to displace himself this time, learning from the earlier engagement with the Skittari Alpha. Red hot beams scorched only floor or cover, Snejk laying low among a pile of dead Servitors. Spying another target the cog head thrusts plasma pistol forward and opens fire into Orskurr's path. Despite an admirable attempt at evading the glowing hot shot Lurnean git catches a bolt of light to a leg that leaves him skidding along the ground toward the Crusader. This came out to work in his favor as dropping low had spared him a beheading by dual power blade, Crusader turning toward and engaging the approaching nob. Each blade sheared through right shoulder, one nearest to where neck had previously been, stinging strikes leaving the nob unable to take a stab of his own. Coming to a slow halt just between the machine's legs it prepared to stomp down only for Barok to save the day.

Storm of brass armor piercing shells erupted against the robot's flank, side lighting up like a hundred fire crackers as repeated impacts dented and punched through its plating. Being only a skirmisher class combatant the armor actually suffered from the hail of heavy anti-infantry fire, whereas any larger class of automaton would of simply been immune. Las-cannon swiveled around and opened fire, however targeter had mistaken a particularly thick cloud of shots as part of the Iron Stompa's body and destructive beam went wide flying into a wall and melting another portal into the hallway beyond. Nokx was free to maneuver and operate now, enemy wouldn't be terribly hard to gain height over seeing as the Crusader wasn't actually flying, it had merely been airborne after making an effective dynamic entry from the back of the now defunct Overseer's office. Unfortunately there was a distinct lack of overhead railing or gantries to bring crashing down, the only stair way having lead to the office being currently on the other side of the room and occupied by the Secutor, whom looked ded 'ard and killy. There were plenty of tall weapon racks though and these would serve nicely. Diving from a top one stikkchoppa was brandished once more, gravity, weight and Orkish muscle seeing to it that Nokx landed a right powerful blow. Boots planted firmly on a shoulder and the back of its insectoid head buzzing melee weapon hacked apart the las-cannon while it was still recharging, splitting it in half and spilling the focusing crystal to the ground in tiny shards. A second swipe dismounted its corpse and left the weapon tumbling to the floor.


Kill Mob Orkus Primus:
Slagface: 6 Snejk: 10 Barok: 8 Tuska: 5 Zakilla: 8 Orskurr: 6 Nokx: 4
Conditions: Tuska: Scrap 6/30.Graviton Cannon is now under Zakilla's control. Attempting to fire it will elicit a random action based on a D100 roll due to the complexity of the firing interface.

Stranded:
Graviton Cannon: 10 Secutor: 15 Crusader: 12
Conditions: Crusader has lost its Las-cannon.


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Zakilla's eyes were still wide in a loot dakka frenzy as he looked down the controls and immediately began to pull the weapon and Fired it in the direction of the robot his orky hanfs slamming buttons left and right as he attempted to pull the trigger shouting "EMPRAWAAAAAAAGH GUIDE ME DAKKA !!!!" The guff angul then threw the head of the attendant at the secutor for good measure

Barok laughed loudly as he kept shooting the robot, was that the Best these iron gits got, a stupid robot.
"YUES HAVE TO DO BETTAH" he just yelled, his curret succes after being zzapped was greatly improving his mood, now just that he dident run out of dakka, he would take down the robot in no time, he could see he allready was chewing it away.

"Oi get back 'ere ya stupid tin can iz need yer shiny bitz!" Tusks yelled as one of the skitarii ran away like the git he was. He decided again chasing him after seeing him go to the bigger git and simple starting firing his shotta at them. He was sure to pull the trigger all the way to fire both dakka and the rivets towards them hoping that there would still be something left to loot afterwards.

(shooting at the Secutor)

Nokx gave the metal git a mighty clout and split its head open. The stikkchoppa made short work of the weapon's tinky gubbiz too. That left him on top of the mount and still angry, so he kept on choppin'.

Dere's no kill loike overkill.

"Ah, so dats how dat git aimz," Snejk spoke to himself from his position among the dead skitarii, his shoota slowly aimed towards the Secutor at the stairs. He inwardly cursed himself from throwing all of his grenades just like that during the fist couple of fights, the extra dakka would help him a lot now, if he only had it.

Well then again, you gotta do without the things you don't have, no point in wishful thinking. Once the Secutor was looking the other way, Snejk would fire a shot, aimed at the mech leader's back in order for him to take out some of his mechandrites and destroy few of his ranged options. Of course, the moment he fired the shot he would roll out of the way, going for the next piece of cover he could find that would bring him closer towards the enemy's position.

Beheading one of the sparky gitz was absolutely liberating for the assault nob. He sighed in relief and looked at the decapitated sparky git right in it's eyes(?) and pointed at him with his free hand. "You'z had dat coming fer a long time! No wun stabs Slagface in da bak and livez ta talk 'bout it!" Slagface looked at the current ensuing chaos of the battle. Two rather large looking metal gits. Looking at the rest of the Orks deal with them in their matter. Slagface just knew one thing. He had this big ol crackin stikk and more then enough reason to see something blow up spectaculary.

So with crackin stikk in hand he ignited his jumpy git pack and tried to land himself ontop of the big metal git. "Stoopid gitz! Ya kantz kill me! I'z al'redee did dat befor!" he shouted upon reaching his target, "da difference between you'z and me: you ain'tz comin ' bak." Full intention on punching through the big metal gits armor and leaving behind a nice explosive present as he pulled his fist back out. And then igniting his jumpy pak so he could get himself a good enough distance away to watch da fing go boom.

Spoiler: OOC

Crack stikkin the Secutor, hoping to get away with some Orkish flavor as well

Orskurr gave a grimace as he came to a grinding halt directly beneath the Crusader, suddenly getting zogged by a 'Umie Mek far faster than he thought possible. He was missing Basha every time something looked at him wrong these days. Fortunately, Da 'Eadsman was more than used to fighting whilst wrong-footed, if the Deathwatch Astartes had taught the Ultra-Ork anything. With Barok lighting the Mek up from above, there was only one real angle from which Orskurr could get his own shots in. Switching choppa hands, the Orkstartes sought to jam up whatever passed for an ankle joint on the Crusader, impaling it with Backstabber before rolling up to where he could get his legs beneath him, looking to muscle the bot off balance and crashing down. A risky move, considering the weaponry he was well within reach of, it would rely on speed and his Iron Stompa comrade keeping the Crusader's attention.

<Mission One - Skittari Slayers>
Battle was brought to a swift and decisive end thanks to Zakilla now sitting at the head of a grav-cannon. Smashing away at the interface until his looted gun fired shot was disturbingly on point. Concentrated alteration beam striking the legs of the Crusader and suddenly rooting it in place as both limbs were compacted like crushed springs. This unfortunately drug Orskurr down with it effectively pulping one of his arms, at least he could vent his frustrations a bit by punching Backstabba into robot's back several times. War bot wasn't going to be doing much as Barok and Nokx ensured there wasn't anything else to worry about. Dakka-stators barrage of heavy shot chewing through one of its weapon limbs while Night Ork's stikkchoppa beheaded it leaving mantis head to crash down to the Armory floor.

Secutor wasn't in much better a position, spearing another laser into Nokx and nearly burning out his skull, instead only leaving a gaping hole in the back of his head where brain was just barely exposed through blackened crater. Plasma pistol loosed a shot that collided with Slagface in mid-air, yet his name was well earned and his mighty flight wouldn't be the last, even as he landed with snaking entrail tangled around his legs. Secutor failed to escape his grasp, Snejk putting a round into its hip while a shower of armor piercing rounds and rivets from Tuska blew off attached leg and pinned the other to the floor. Bomb punched into armored chest the Secutor would only take a single hasty swing of its power axe, nearly beheading Slagface. With a deep gash in the side of his neck and a split stomach Assault-Git rocketed off on his assault rokkit, an explosion chasing after him for a few meters before he landed. Mission accomplished.

OOC: Take time to react to the mission completion, do whatever you feel needs doing right now. Will move us into transition phase tonight/tomorrow.

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Zakilla gazed as his shot crippled the warbot and he lightly chuckled ashe saw orksurr's arm get pulped in the crushing force of the graviton canon ."tough lukk Orksurr , da dok'll give ya sumfing new an' proppa flash " zakilla said as he tossed gnawz back to the dok. He then turned his attemtion to his new gun "TUSKA ! BRUVA MEK ORK ! 'ELP ME LOOT DIS INTA A PROPPA DEFF-GUN !!!!!!" The goff angul spouted out to the mek , eager to get this new gun into a less complex device.