Astartes, light vehicles, and Dreadnoughts emerged from the scrapyard on all sides of the Manufactorum. They drew together into two cohesive groups on the north and the south sides. The Ironclad Dreadnoughts and Devastator teams blasted holes in the outer skin of Assembly Alpha with nearly no resistance from the Orks. Some rapid-fire weapons ricocheted off their armor and dug furrows in the chemical-sodden earth, but there were no true defenses without. It was just enough to force the attackers into the relative cover of the Manufactorum itself. The Ork strategy was not lost on Captain Tchagras. They were walking into something of an ambush. Though, he was certain the Orks didn’t perceive it as a cunning strategy designed to minimize their own losses. The Orks simply felt it wasn’t sporting to be cut down out in the open without engaging the enemy personally. Tchagras could almost respect that considering the only armament he brought with him into battle were a pair of crackling...
WAAGH! Drilteef is the great battle fleet of the infamous Doc Drillteef, Ork warlord and dentist.