Azeroth Shadow Trail

Chapter 786 117. Feel the power of fantasy science, slag

"This is the blueprint you submitted to me last time. It is a dive bomber designed by you. You claimed to me that this bomber can strengthen my bombing tactics to the limit in naval battles."

In Rustbolt Town at night, Bo Laike spread the blueprints that Trixie had shown before the goblin, and he said:

"You also told me that this is already the most cost-effective design, right?"

"Yes, I insist on it now! This is already the best design solution you can find."

Fuslag, a goblin engineer who was thinking about building rockets, would frown and study the pocket computing device in his hand, trying to figure out how the device works.

Therefore, when faced with Bo Laike's questioning, the goblin seemed a little absent-minded.

Laike snorted, took a new roll of blueprints from the side, spread it out in front of his goblin engineer, pointed to the brand new design on it, and said to the goblin:

"Then look at this again!"

"Ok?"

Fuslag raised his head and looked at the blueprint of the plane in front of him.

That was a blueprint for another carrier-based dive bomber.

It can be seen that it is the product of modifications according to its own design. There is no fundamental change in the shape and structure of the flight, but a new local design has been adopted on several key nodes.

It not only enhances the stability and precision of the dive, but also saves the cost and materials of making the aircraft to a certain extent.

The most important thing is that this design not only listed the structure of the new aircraft, but also changed the fuel engine used by the goblins, and designed two types of bombs with different functions for Laike.

When Fuslag saw this design drawing, cold sweat broke out on his green forehead.

He finally understood why Bo Laike was talking to him tonight.

At the same time, out of the goblin's sensitivity to profit, he realized that a terrible storm was coming to him,

hell!

This is malicious competition!

Because of this blueprint, I suffered a career crisis that I never thought of.

"Let me ask you, how long did it take you to complete that aircraft design?"

Bo Laike sat on the chair, picked up the dwarf pipe, and asked a question slowly.

The goblin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:

"About a month and a half."

"And do you know how long it took my mechagnome friends to improve your design?"

Bo Laike snorted.

Faced with his malicious question, the goblin stretched out a finger and said:

"one day?"

"You underestimate the wisdom of this island, my engineer."

The pirate said quietly:

"It took them only ten minutes to complete the modification.

And mercilessly criticize your design as shit pulled out by a bunch of hangover wild dogs. It is said that the sweeping robot in Mechagon city can draw a better picture than your design in a day.

I don't quite understand the metaphor of the Mechagonites.

But without a doubt, I think my friends are probably better at engineering than you are. Well, you know, I'm a nostalgic person, we signed the contract, and I paid you fifty thousand gold coins do salary.

You will be paid again every year.

But now I suddenly realize that it doesn't seem worth the money I spent.

Not because of your lack of ability, my dear Fuslag, but because of your tricks to deceive me, a layman in engineering. "

Bo Laike pulled out the Defiler shard from his waist, and while picking his nails, said in a drawn out voice:

"My dwarf friends told me that your design deliberately left many parts that could be improved, and they said that the engineers who could design such an aircraft could not have made such stupid mistakes.

The only explanation is that you give me a semi-finished product and get some money from me first. Then in the name of upgrading, they continued to plunder my wealth.

And if it weren't for Mechagon's friends, I guess you would have kept it in the dark.

My dear engineer, you have also been in the pirate fleet for a long time, you should know how we rough and smelly pirates deal with liars like you.

Speak.

Which do you want to choose? "

The pirate sat up straight, and put the Defiler fragment in his hand on the table in front of the trembling Fuslag with a bang, and said coldly:

"Hanging the mast? Or dragging the keel? Walking on the plank? Or cutting the tongue? You can choose one yourself. I am very open-minded in this regard."

"I served the fleet in the Battle of Palatine!"

The goblin's little thoughts and secrets were exposed, and he suddenly collapsed.

He collapsed on the ground and howled:

"I shed my blood for the undead pirate! I am loyal to you, Captain! You can't treat me like this."

"Actually I think I can."

Bo Laike coughed, looked at the goblin lying on the ground howling, and said:

"There is also the matter of the ethereal spirit. It told me that it shared some ethereal technology with you, which is about rocket production. So, tell me honestly now, where is your rocket plan advancing?"

"Uh"

The sudden question from the pirate made the goblin lying on the ground blink suddenly.

He immediately stopped howling, jumped up and patted the dust off his body, and said to Bu Laike flatteringly:

"That's a great improvement. With the help of Void Technology, I have re-completed the design of the X-52 rocket in my mind.

Maybe in a few more years, I'll be able to make a finished product that can fly to the stars.

This is an excellent investment opportunity, Captain, don't you consider investing a sum of money in it? I guarantee you at least 500% of the income! Yes, I promise! "

"Don't tempt me with your filthy money, you cunning goblin, you haven't made it clear that you tried to steal my money."

Bu Laike curled his lips and said:

"I can let you go, Fuslag, after all, you did contribute to the fleet, without your bomber formation, it would be very difficult for us to win the Paladin naval battle.

I'll give you a chance to redeem yourself, and if you do well, I won't pursue your petty thoughts any more. Even, I can invest a sum of money in your rocket project.

You listen to me. "

The pirate patted the table and said to Fuslag:

"Right here, right here in Mechagon, I want you to form an arsenal dedicated to the war of the fleet. Mechagon's mechgnome kingdom will provide you with all the equipment you need.

Metal materials are also everywhere here.

From now on, I will not spend money to go to Booty Bay to upgrade the firepower of my battleship.

I want you to stay here for a long time. From the muskets used by sailors to the naval guns used by battleships to the carrier-based bombers, I have to make them myself.

Your first task is to produce enough dive bombers and enough aerial bombs to arm two formations in the shortest possible time. "

"Uh, Commander-in-Chief, do it, no problem!"

Fuslag hesitated, then whispered:

"But where are the planes made? We only have one troll ship left, and the Wharton has not been repaired yet, and the new planes that can put at most one formation on that ship are already fully loaded."

"I will find a way to deal with the ship, just build your plane."

The magic eye on Bo Laike's shoulder glanced at the goblin and said:

"Build a large airport on the island, the kind that can allow bombers to take off and land on a large scale. This place is so close to Kul Tiras. If you don't leave a few flight formations here, you will be blind to the good terrain here.

It will come in handy eventually.

Believe me. "

The goblin glanced down at the map of Kul Tiras placed on Laike's desk, where several home ports belonging to the Kurdish Navy had already been marked with red crosses.

And the distance to fly there from Mechagon happened to be within range of the new plane.

This made Fuslag startled.

He probably understood why Bo Laike wanted to repair the airport and build planes on Mechagon Island.

My own captain is planning to go straight to Huanglong!

At the critical moment, they came out in full force, blowing up several naval ports of the Kurdish fleet.

Even directly bombing Boralus.

Ah, he is indeed a legendary great pirate. In terms of his ambition, other little pirates who avoided the Kul Tirans were simply incomparable.

But this kind of bombing can only take effect once before being discovered by the Kurdish people. Therefore, the flying formation on Mechagon's side can only be dispatched at the most critical moment.

This is equivalent to Bu Laike ambushing a poisoned dagger on the Kul Tiras sea in advance.

Once out of the sheath, blood must be seen to seal the throat.

"Go ahead, I'll give you half a year."

Bu Laike threw the improved aircraft blueprint to Fuslag and said:

"Within half a year, I will see my fleet of bombers covering the sky, and if you do well, I will make up for all the remaining funds you need in your grand plan of building rockets.

But one thing! "

The pirate took off the pipe from the corner of his mouth, exhaled the smoke ring, and said:

"Your rocketry must be shared with my mechagnome friends, and their suggestions for improvement must be accepted.

They don't make rockets, but trust me, you goblins and gnomes don't deserve to be tied together and lick their shoes when it comes to energy usage and propulsion technology. "

For this restriction, Fuslag was obviously very dissatisfied, but since he was caught by Laike just now, he didn't dare to object directly.

He muttered a few words in a low voice, and left with a new blueprint.

"Hey, Captain, you are trying to drag us Mechagon into your war with Kul Tiras. Once those planes take off from Mechagon to bomb the Kul Tiras fleet, our island will be destroyed immediately." Will be watched by those fierce sailors."

After Fuslag left, the mechanical gnome Trixie jumped down from the hiding place in the upper part of the room nimbly. The mechanical gnome said to Bo Laike very dissatisfied:

"We only have such a small number of people. Once the Kuguo people send a fleet over, a wave of salvo will blow up the island. They have the help of tide sages. Although they don't want to admit it, on the sea, our Technology is indeed no match for those Haixians.

Unless you throw a homing bomb.

But that's the end of it all.

Prince Erazmin will not agree to your plan, and we mechanical gnomes can't stand the trouble. "

"You can rest assured."

Boo Laike, playing with the pocket computing device in his hand, said to Trixie:

"I have a sense of proportion, and only at the most critical moment, I will use the arrangement on Mechagon's side. Once this arrangement is used, it means that the decisive moment of life and death has arrived.

If I win, the whole of Kul Tiras will be mine. This island is located in the sea of ​​Kul Tiras, so it is naturally part of my country.

You are all my subjects, no one will blame you, let alone trouble you.

if i lose.

That will also prove your worth in the war! With the return bomb in hand, people like Dai Lin will never drive you all to extinction.

He will find a way to unite with you.

At least life is worry-free.

And hugging Kul Tiras' thigh, the endless seas of the whole world will be at your disposal. "

The pirate shrugged and said to Trixie:

"Look, whether I win or lose, the mechanical gnome will never lose money. Your prince is a very smart future ruler. Although he pursues peace, he will not put down his weapon because of it.

He can understand the benefits of my arrangement to the mechagnomes.

Have you talked with him yet? "

"Well, it's all over."

Trixie felt that there was some information in the pirate's words that he didn't say, but she didn't think much of it for a moment, and popped up an electronic document information from her pocket computing device, projecting it in front of the pirate's eyes for him to see.

Say:

"Long shot that bitch shamelessly led Bando's gang to join the prince. They demanded the right to rule the courtyard and the surrounding mountains, and the prince agreed to them.

The Rustbolt Town and the coast region belong to us. In order to thank us for our outstanding contribution in the liberation of Mechagon City, the prince leased this land to us in the form of lease for a period of 99 years.

As for the rent, it is only a symbolic charge for one box of parts per year.

And as long as the assembly line manufacturing equipment in Mechagon City is rebuilt, we will have the priority to use it.

And in another week, the mechanical gnomes on the surface will withdraw to live in the city of Mechagon, and no one will be left on the surface. But we're sharing the surface with the Longshot gang.

That bitch is very proud now. "

"Then go talk to that proud gang leader."

Bu Laike looked at the terms of the agreement in front of him. He was generally satisfied. He nodded and said to his "Chief Mechanical Affairs Officer":

"In the name of the fleet, go and talk to Ms. Longshot about the cooperation between the two parties.

I mean, I need control of all of Mechagon's surface regions, and in exchange, I can have a mechagnome pirate faction in my fleet for them.

I also personally welcome Lady Longshot as a captain under my command. "

"What if she doesn't agree? What if that cunning bitch who was born as a croupier is not as 'knowledgeable' as you think?"

Trixie asked quietly.

"I entrusted Bando's gang to her management, even if she is made of steel and doesn't have a 'grateful heart', at least she should show it.

Have some confidence in the trust between people. "

Bo Laike shook his head.

Pulling out the short-barreled double-barreled shotgun on his chest, he handed it to Trixie, who made an OK gesture and quietly exited Bo Laike's room.

The new boss looked smiling, but he was much more ruthless than Bondo.

This wave.

This wave is wiped clean, what kind of Bondo's courtyard? Let's change its name to Bu Laike's courtyard in the future. Hehe, Trixie now wants to shoot that bitch for rejecting the captain's offer.

In this way, she has enough reason to clean her up!

Now she has a big backer, if she dares to provoke the captain, won't she have to pay the price?

(end of this chapter)