Armed to the grille with guns, blades and greenskins, the Kustom Boosta-blasta is one of the deadliest Ork vehicles around. Ferociously fast, absurdly heavily armed
There’s no escaping the crew of a Deffkilla Wartrike – while Speedboss and driver alike are completely exposed to enemy fire, they’re quite happy to prove how tough they are by simply ploughing headlong into the biggest enemy formation they can find.
The roar of overcharged engines and the crackle of flames herald the arrival of the Boomdakka Snazzwagons. Lightly built speedsters based around looted vehicle frames, Snazzwagons are clad in hastily welded scrap armour
One of four deadly Mek Gunz, this clanky field gun has enough dakka to crush even the toughest of targets. Crewed by long-suffering grots the Mek Gunz have heralded the end for many a hapless foe
There are few Orks alive who are tougher or more belligerent than Mozrog Skragbad. A beast hunter of infamy, Mozrog once spent many days in self-imposed exile, hunting the most dangerous beasts he could find.
Many Orks dedicate themselves to the pursuit of one obsession over all others, which for the Beast Snaggas is the thrill of the hunt. Their gnarled and scarred appearance speaks of a lifetime spent wrangling horrific beasts and tackling the largest foes they can find, dragging down their prey before hacking them to pieces with brutal choppas. Beast Snagga Boyz take to the battlefield on foot in great roiling mobs, overwhelming enemy lines in a tide of primal, unsophisticated violence.
All Mekboyz can perform battlefield repairs using no more than a weighty wrench-hammer, a sack of nails and a healthy dose of gumption, but most do their best work in the comfortably anarchic surrounds of their own workshop.
For centuries beyond counting has the race of malevolent ratmen known as the skaven plagued the Mortal Realms. Arrogant, avaricious and utterly without mercy, the skaven seek to annihilate every other sapient creature – expanding, multiplying, and consuming everything in their path until they alone rule over the decaying husk of reality. Those who defy this vision are overwhelmed by swarms of frenzied, red-eyed warriors, weaponized plagues, monstrous beasts and lightning-spitting war machines. Arise, Children of the Great Horned Rat!
Savage, avian beasts dedicated to Tzeentch, Tzaangors have been willingly warped into shapes and forms pleasing to the Architect of Fate.
Ork Boyz surge into battle in huge, unruly mobs dotted with crude special weapons and led by foul-tempered Boss Nobz. Most simply stampede towards the enemy lines, relying on their numbers and natural hardiness to carry the charge home.
A Warbiker treats his personal steed with real care, because a warbike is not only a thing of great prestige but also a direct conduit to the adrenaline-rich thrill of speed.
Trukks are designed to transport mobs of choppa-wielding Boyz into combat as quickly as possible. Each warband and clan will 'kustomise' its trukks to reflect their own predilictions.