Chaos and disarray spread throughout the battlefleet. Many of the cruisers were reorienting into firing positions. Not against invading ships, no. The taint of orks had somehow infested one of the imperials own ships, and a split-second decision had been made by whomever was highest in rank to destroy the ships that had fallen to the infiltrators. After all, even orks were able to subvert the machine spirits into causing yet more havoc given enough time to tinker around with the navigation systems of the captured ships.<br/><br/>There was the inevitable protests from the techpriests against that course of action of course. The zealous engineers wouldn't just stand idly by as the great gifts of the omnissiah were destroyed by unenligthened minds. The captain silenced the complaints with a raised hand. "If those greenskins figure out how to fire back at us, that cruiser will not be the only one that falls today!"<br/><br/>There were yet more cries of protest, but the firing orders had already been transmitted, great volleys of fire tore through the vast vacuum of space, crashing into the subverted cruiser with devestating efficiency. On the bridge of the ship, the impacts could easily be felt. consoles spraked up in response to the abuse of electrical wiring all throughout the ship, and the bridge was shaken about with every impact. In the chaos, the unfortunate guardsman leonard was crushed by a falling piece of machinery.<br/><br/>For a moment, it seemed the greenskin threat had been stopped for now, then however, a large, greens arm popped out from the degree. "Doze gits out dere are shootin at us boss! whaddawe do now!" The kommando asked Karnage in a visible state of distress.<br/><br/>On the human ships, another realization had come to the commanding officers. "These inflitrators.. they must be but a vanguard force! Call the lorc commisar! We need to ready the garisson!" The command staff complied, and a hail was sent to one of the many bunkers that dotted the planet below.