Gromsnok snorted as the elevator laborously worked its way downwards. "Can't dis 'fing go any fasta?!" He shouted, impatient as he was to get the boys riled up and ready for a fight. Finally, the platform ground to a halt. His personal guard fanned out across the platform as usual. They mostly just stood around and looked menacing when Gromsnok delivered a speech. Gromsnok himself also stepped out of the elevator. Already, he was fully decked out in a suit of armor. The firing platforms on his shoulders were yet to be manned, as there hadn't been an oppurtunity to get a runtherd to bully some grots onto them.<br/><br/>He looked around the hangar, inspecting the boyz for readiness. Somewhat satisfied, he inhaled deeply, and then shouted at the top of his lungs. "Alright boyz! You all ready for a good and proppa fight?!" A deafening roar answered his question."Gud! We all know the deal right?! We just ram into da gitz and krump em till dey run away like the panzees that dey are! And den we chase em and krump em anyway, cause dey's too stupid to realize dere's no runnin away in space!" The crowd was now worked up into a frenzy. Orks drummed their weapons against the ground and shouted out their enthusiasm. "We go and plunder all their loot! and den we'll be even richer then we already are!"<br/><br/>Gromsnok stepped forward, off the platform. And towards the front know of the ship. The boyz that didn't follow the crowd were strapping into various vehicles. not just figtha-bommas, but some smaller ground craft too. Gromsnok's rather peculiar way of entering enemy vessels allowed for some of the smaller vehicles, like Killa kans and even some wartrakks. To join in on the fray on the other ship. The vehicles usually didn't get far away from the point of entry though. Other ships weren't designed to allow wartrakks and the like through their halls after all.<br/><br/>As gromsnok got into position to enter the enemy ship. His point of entry at the very front of the ship's ram ensured he was always the first to get 'stuck in'. A metallic shouting resounded from the communications tubes. The shouta boy on duty relayed the message to any orks passing by. "Da helmsman just found da gitz ship. It's a big un.  Looks like one of dem kroozers da humies use to fly dere boyz around!" Various orks of all kinds swarmed to the viewing ports, eager to take a gander at the ship they would soon be tearing apart from the inside-out. Gromsnok, also wanting to take a look, slapped one of the boyz aside to take his place. "Outta da way ya git!" He shouted, as he gazed upon the prize he had set his sights upon.<br/><br/>It was a cruiser of the imperial navy. Its exterior proud and powerful in architecture, forming a shrill contrast to the ramma 'o gork's ramshackle-looking exterior. It didn't appear the ships crew had noticed the ork ship yet. As they were not yet making any moves to manouver the various batteries on the ship's side to face Gromsnok's ship. "Dat dere looks like It'll be a good fun little skrap!" Gromsnok remarked.<br/><br/>Then though, an impact of some kind rocked the ship. The shouta boy in the back was quick to broadcast the source. "boss, dey's got big kannons on da back of dere ship. Dey's shooting us!" Gromsnok simply snorted with an air of slight displeasement. "Well tell doze gits upstairs to start firing back already!" As the shouta boy turned back to his station. Shouting and relaying orders all throughout the ship. Gromsnok continued his walk to the front of the ship. This raid just got interesting.