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== Self-Defense ==

Despite their friendly ways, however, these are orks, and underestimating them can prove a deadly mistake, as their green-skinned cousins have learned the hard way time and again.

The soundest of these victories went as follows:

Warbro Mildz-tempar only had one option left.

He had sent his best surprizeboyz to a small outpost to cheer up the green orks, but one of their partypakkz had malfunctioned, sending a partier, pointed hat and all, careening into a barrel of fuel. Eight orks had been caught in the blast, and one grot, still on fire, had run screaming into the armory. There were no survivors.

He needed to apologize, and from the mass of ork silhouettes in the distance, all carrying weaponized partypoppas or bigger toyz, he could tell that he needed to apologize now.

And he knew just the way!

Quickly, he stumbled through the cool early morning back into the encampment, and looked for a mekanik to give his suggestion, but alas! All the mekaniks were still asleep, and he couldn't wake them... that would be rude! The Warbro had no choice but to build himself. And build he did... As tall as twenty orks and twice that long, he built it... a giant metal squig. A peace offering for the greenskins.

He rode the great beast toward the oncoming army, squinting as the sun rose over the horizon. When he was close enough that he was sure they would see their gift, but still far enough away that he could safely remove himself from it, he retreated, leaving the peace offering behind.

They stopped for well over an hour, and as they climbed all over the great robotic beast, Mildz-tempar couldn't help letting out a sigh of relief. His relief was short-lived, however, as the squig roared to life once more, and when it came into focus, he saw, to his horror, that it was covered in weapons.

Shaking his head, he turned to go wake the sleeping orks, when suddenly the shrieking of the squiggly bot stopped. The Warbro frowned. Partly because he was suspicious, and partly because he'd been really proud of himself for making the engine shriek like that. He thought it sounded a lot like a real squig.

Then it exploded. As bits of green rained down upon him, Warbro Mildz-tempar reflected on the reason he was not a mekanik.