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a tight-knit gang of orlock_gangers, male and female, fortified around the slag-streaked entrance to an iron smelting facility buried deep in the underhive. The gang moves with practiced coordination, covering angles, checking gear, exchanging silent hand signals beneath the smoke-hazed light of furnace glow. They wear hardened road leathers, all bearing stitched-on Orlock gang tags. One pair mans a heavy machine gun on a pivot mount made from old engine housing, while others pace the perimeter with pump shotguns slung low and eyes scanning the gloom. A female ganger kneels at the main gate, checking tripwire triggers strung across piles of rebar and crushed girders.