Alright men! Form up neat and ordely, on the double!

As some of you may know. Our ship, despite being a relatively 'new' ship, has become a disaster in the making! Pipes falling down, coolant spills in all the hangers. Hell! I've been hearing reports, that we might even have a colony of Ratlings living in the Ship's air vents! Absolutely DISGRACEFUL!

As such, I am ordering for a full cleansing of the Eagle's Fury, while we are in transit to our next destination! Any Guardsman room not found to be in an acceptable shape, will be lashed thirty-seven times, before being repeatedly kicked in the head, by Stu-Do the Ogryn!

So present brooms and cleaning supplies, for a Field Kit Inspection!