The Orks of the Wrecka Krew love to blow things up, their scrap armour protecting them from incoming fire and their own shrapnel. They’re on a mission to break into Hive Fissilicus and the Undermuzzle Barrens, but ragtag bands of Ratlings have been dispatched to run interference. Small, eagle-eyed, and always able to find time for a snack, the abhumans use their wits and marksman skills to keep the enemy at arms length.