You raise your fist as youn prepare to pound the umies face in, when suddenly a message appears in your head
BobMcGuardsmen has adopted Lurtz
"Gimme your elmet you, filthy grot", you yell at your new pet 'umie. "Now, git to looting deez corpses ere for daka da the rest of da grot"
"Y-es Y-es master, the umie says as he begins looting the corpses" You notice the umie found a real good long choppa on the dead loud umie and you take it.
+ 1 chain sword
+ 1 commisar hat
+ 1 guardsmen helmet
Night begins to fall and da other orks begin loading up in trukkz, Bob tries to follow you but the trukk driver pushes him off and says," Youz gotz to get in with da grot 'umie" Bob whimpers and dashes to the "grot trukk". You hop on da trukk and admire da fiery red of da sky, assuming it means da night will go fasta and you can git to more stomping and looting. You try to talk to the other orkz but they are all too busy talking about how some boy learned how to make dem gunz space marines had, and how the whole system erupted into a WAAAUGH for control of da gunz. One ork tells you about the camp facilities.
"Lez see, theres da pile o gunz shop, they sell daka and choppa for cheap, den ders da mechboy shop, dey sell trukkz and mech implants for teef, but dat hat dere might be enough for you to get a claw. Deres da squigg trainer, you can buy 'airy squig wigz there. Best git what you need now cause I heard that tomorrow da warboss is gona finally lead da WAAAUGH on dem 'umies.