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| - This odd Ork formation serves as a place where a young Ork can rebel against the anarchy of Ork society by following orders, conducting precise military drills and polishing their boots. Heckled and laughed at by most other Orks the Stormboyz spend solar hours each day marching about and chanting, saluting each other and generally carrying on in very un-Orky ways. The jeers of the other mobs tend to fade away when battle is joined though and the Stormboyz prove their worth. Using potent Rokkit Packs, they fly into the fray on pillars of smoke and fire. As they age, most Orks leave the Stormboyz for "proper" mobs, but some gain a taste for it, especially Orks of the Blood Axes klan, and will rise to command whole formations of black-booted young Orks.
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| - This odd Ork formation serves as a place where a young Ork can rebel against the anarchy of Ork society by following orders, conducting precise military drills and polishing their boots. Heckled and laughed at by most other Orks the Stormboyz spend solar hours each day marching about and chanting, saluting each other and generally carrying on in very un-Orky ways. The jeers of the other mobs tend to fade away when battle is joined though and the Stormboyz prove their worth. Using potent Rokkit Packs, they fly into the fray on pillars of smoke and fire. As they age, most Orks leave the Stormboyz for "proper" mobs, but some gain a taste for it, especially Orks of the Blood Axes klan, and will rise to command whole formations of black-booted young Orks. Despite their strange ways, the Stormboyz are a force to be reckoned with upon the battlefield. They are always eager to prove their prowess to friend and foe alike by putting their battle-drill into practice, and use their Rokkit Packs to ensure they are the first to get stuck in. Flying into battle is seen as most undignified by the older Ork warriors, who far prefer to charge headlong into the enemy waving their arms and shouting at the top of their lungs. Still, even really old Orks realise that airborne nutcases are invaluable when attacking Imperial bastions and defence lines. After all, a hurtling great lump of rocket-powered Ork can be a very effective weapon in itself. Unfortunately for the Stormboyz, the volatile Rokkit Packs made by the rare Mekboyz willing to work for them are anything but reliable -- a Mek finds the sight of a malfunctioning Rokkit Pack as amusing as the next Ork. As such, it is a common sight to see a Stormboy corkscrewing into the distance or ploughing into the ground, much to the entertainment of his comrades. Despite their proclamations of military genius, Stormboy battlefield doctrine is very much a case of pull the lever, shout "Ere' we go!" and hope for the best, as they come crashing down amongst the enemy. Certainly, the occasional Stormboy is killed or crippled by their descent, but they consider this a perfectly acceptable risk if it gets them to grips with their enemies more quickly.
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