Azeroth’s Death Track

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"The lunatics of the Seventh Legion succeeded, and the undead and the dragon were entangled."

Above the heights of Hinterland, the leader of the Wildhammer Knight looked at the battlefield in front of him with a telescope. After confirming that the undead and the dragon were entangled, the dwarves, humans and elves began to shrink their defenses.

The Scourge of the Undead has captured the troll city of Sinzaro. They have added enough troops to themselves. Although the individual undead are easy to fight, in the face of the vast sea of ​​undead, close to the military power of Hinterland The line of defense was not easy. At the station of the Plateau Corps in Quel'Thalas, the walls outside the Quel'Dani hut were almost broken down.

Although the dragons are powerful, these proud creatures will not fight for the soul and the undead, so their appearance does not mean that the advantage of the war has turned to the empire, but it has eased the pressure on the battlefield.

"Quick! Quickly repair the line of defense! Then let the wild hammer brothers of Yingchao Mountain work harder, we need more artillery and tanks!"

Falstad and his good brother Kudran walked on the defense line filled with dead bodies. Some dwarves wore gnomes designed flamethrowers and walked in disgust on the piles of corpses, burning the bones of those dead. As for the warriors killed and wounded by their own side, their remains are properly kept. Although they will eventually be sent to Yingchao Mountain for cremation, the treatment of the two is absolutely different.

"We can borrow the war experience from Arathi, and in the shortest possible time, we can build a fortified line of defense in Hinterland. Since the artillery-defense zone can block the dark blade undead, we can certainly stop the natural disaster. Undead."

Kurdran held a cigarette and said to Falstad:

"Maybe we can get some artillery from the empire. Although our boys are not very good at using this thing, there are many artillery players in the 7th Army."

"The demand for military supplies on the other side of the empire is also very tight. Besides, defending Hinterland is a wild hammer mission. We cannot always rely on the empire. We have to find our own way."

Falstadmo held his chin, and after a while, he turned to look at his brother:

"Do you remember half a month ago, the group of goblins who came to us to sell weapons? What are they called? What is Hesso?"

"Heisuo Military and Future Technology Lab! It seems to be the name."

Kurdran scratched his head and said:

"That group of goblins also sent a lot of weird weapons samples, which we threw in the warehouse."

"Go contact them!"

Falstad whispered:

"I know they come from the Burning Plains, but it doesn't matter, don't we? We spend money on armaments, and that group of goblins makes money. Anyway, if the dark blade finds that they are reselling armaments, it's not our luck... forget it , I personally went to them, Kurdran, you are in charge of battlefield command, this may be a hammer trade, so we have to plan well and kill those goblins hard."

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"Ah!"

The big boss of Heisuo Military and Future Technology Lab suddenly sneezes, which makes the design drawings he is painting a mess. Designer Heisuo frowned and tore off the design in front of him. , Just like venting, torn the paper ball into several pieces, and then threw it into the trash can at the foot.

"Shana! Give me a cup of coffee!"

The sharp voice of Hesso came from the office. The secretary, Shana, who was working outside the office, shrugged her shoulders, closed the account books, and went to pour coffee.

And all the assistants in the whole laboratory are frightened. Everyone knows that the boss is very annoyed recently, and no one wants to make Hessor angry at this knot. On the one hand, Hessor is currently the leader of goblin engineering in the Black Iron District The characters, who earn countless amounts of money every month, are regarded as idols by many goblins who are eager to make a fortune, but on the other hand, Hesso's bad temper is also well known.

Just two days ago, an assistant who was found to be reselling the confidential research data of the laboratory was hand-tied by Hesso on a prototype rocket tower, and was blown into fireworks in the sky in a loud noise.

"Commercial spy..."

Hesso stared tightly at a pile of documents placed on his job, which was the result of Shana’s internal inventory during these two days. He had repeatedly read it several times, the goblin who resold the confidential information of the laboratory The forces digging behind are not the old rivals of Hesso, the Ovosbach Technology Lab that is against Hesso in various fields.

It was an Imperial Intelligence Officer from southern Xinjiang.

This made Hesso feel a trace of sarcasm and incredible.

"Shana, what use do you say those humans steal our research?"

While drinking bitter coffee, Hesso complained to his secretary: "With their IQ, I'm afraid I can't even understand my drawings and comments. It's unlucky...Maybe soon, the Governor of the Black Iron District will be Talk to me."

The goblin engineer said sadly:

"Maybe a fine will be paid, my God, fine! What an annoying word."

"Think about the benefits, boss."

Shanna is accustomed to Hesso’s self-talk, she always knows how to make Hessow happy. This pretty coquettish goblin secretary walked behind Hessor and rubbed her with her hand. On the shoulder, she whispered:

"Those humans came to steal our research, not the research of the gnome. Doesn't that prove that in the eyes of human beings, is goblin engineering better than gnome engineering?"

"Um... sounds like no problem."

The fragrance of Shana's body made Hesso's thinking a bit disconnected, but he had to admit that Shanna's words might make sense.

"And the boss, although our share in the field of civil machinery lags behind those gnomes, in the field of weapon design and production, Hesso Technology has accounted for 37% of the entire market! We have won a lot, and the net profit last month was 1.4 million gold coins, this is just a month... think about it, boss, and continue to develop like this. Within 10 years, you will become the 7th trading prince of goblins!"

"This is an explosion of profits. Shana, the replacement of the Dark Edge Legion is about to be completed. In the low season, our income is destined not to be so high. This is the news from your inquiry, Shanna, you really are my good assistant, I was thinking, maybe...I should reward excellent employees."

Hesso turned around and touched Shana's chin frivolously. He smiled with a smile, and whispered:

"Maybe it's time to take a holiday in Gadgetzan, only you and me..."

"I'm happy, but only if we have to smooth the matter before us."

Shana quietly turned the topic raised by Hesso to the other side. She did not refuse to develop some relationships other than friendship with a future business superstar, but the problem was that Shana was very clear that she wanted to catch a man. The heart, in advance, is someone who can't let him get you easily.

"Oh, yeah, ugly thing, that **** spy!"

Hessor gritted his teeth, and even had no interest in flirting. In the Black Iron District, where the business rules have been perfected, big merchants like Hessor are well aware that once anything is connected to the northern empire, then It is not simply a report that can be solved.

"Click"

Hesso was thinking about how to deal with it. The door of the office was pushed open. A black iron dwarf in a red robe walked into Hesso's office under the **** of two subordinate knights. With a word, without a word, he handed a questionnaire to Hesso, and just looking at the beginning, the sweat on the forehead of the goblin merchant blew away.

"Military Law Department of the Dark Blade Legion in the Black Iron Commercial Federal District..."

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"Mr. Hesso, there is evidence that you and your laboratory have recently had some bad connections with the northern human empire."

Myra and the two cold-faced high-level death knights were sitting opposite Hesso, and looked down upon the newly dressed goblin merchant. Myra was present as the governor, while the two serious death knights around him were Zhenger Gendarmerie law enforcers of the Eighth Military Law Department.

Don’t think that there is no such thing as military law inside the undead. In the legion that does not prohibit personal emotions, many times, due to the obsession of the undead, some high-level knights will make things that violate the order.

At this time, the military department came out... But Tyrion set up this department just to wake up the high-level knights, don’t be too immersed in the past feelings. In essence, although the military department sounds terrible, but In fact, it also serves the task of correcting the minds of knights and the awakening of the minds of subordinate soldiers. That is to say, this is a teaching department, but it is certainly enough to deceive laymen.

Facing Myra's gentle inquiry, Hesso wiped the sweat with his handkerchief and thought about answering. After a while, he relieved and said:

"I didn't check for a while, and let the spies of the Northern Xinjiang Empire mix into my laboratory. This is my management error. I have done an internal check. Yes, I am willing to accept the punishment."

"Spy? An Empire spy appeared in your laboratory?"

Myra glanced at the dull black cord with some surprise, and then knocked on the table thoughtfully. In the desperate look of black cord, he coughed lightly:

"No, no, we will talk about commercial espionage later."

The Governor stared at Hesso. After a while, the Blood Lord took a document from the Dark Blade Gendarmerie and threw it in front of Hesso. He leaned on the chair and said:

"Hintland, the Wildhammer Dwarf of Eagle's Nest Mountain, a few days ago, a salesperson in your laboratory ventured across the battlefield and went to discuss a business with Lord Falstad, but it is said to have failed. Unfortunately..."

"This..."

Hesso turned to look at the document. Bean's sweat slipped from his dark green skin again. He stared at the words, quibbling:

"This is just a mistake of a second-rate arms salesman. Mr. Governor, my company and I have always been loyal to the dark edge. We are a member and protector of the free business system. Believe me, I will not make such a stupid decision.. . I will expel the daredevil immediately!"

"No! Mr. Hesso, don't be nervous!"

Myra shook her finger. He lowered his voice and said to Hesso:

"I believe you also heard about the haunting of the Scourge undead in the north. And what I have to say is that Scourge and Dark Blade are not friends... we are also happy to see that the forces of Scourge are blocked on the battlefield of Hinterland, you understand me Does it mean?"

Hesso's eyes narrowed. The goblin businessman was very talented in drilling holes. In fact, all goblin merchants were very good at drilling holes. After thinking for a few seconds, Hesso nodded and tentatively said:

"Um, of course, I will tell my hardworking salesperson to talk to the Wildhammer Dwarf... In addition, my weapons will never appear on the battlefield against the Dark Blade, I swear!"

Myra nodded in satisfaction, and it was so pleasant to talk to the smart man. He shook his hand and took out another document, and handed a pen to Hesso:

"I believe you, Mr. Hesso, your invention has greatly benefited Dark Edge in the past few years. We are willing to sign a contract with you for this. In the Black Iron District, we use the contract to talk to you and your The laboratory will monopolize the Black Iron Zone’s arms business for the Empire in the next 3 years, but remember that once a cannonball or bullet made by your laboratory falls on our position, this agreement will be invalidated! "

"And during the period when the agreement comes into effect, you need to pay 10% of the profits to the Black Iron District Business Federation for every business done. Do you accept it?"

Faced with Myra's problem, Hesso nodded almost without hesitation. The spark of the gold coin even appeared in the goblin's eyes. He impatiently signed his name on the document, and then put the finger on the The gemstone ring flipped over and put a sigh of relief on the mouth, printing it on the document fiercely, and the logo of a brilliant Hesso company was printed on his signature.

Uh, that was his personal seal.

"Of course, I am willing to accept it! It would be better if the tax rate paid could be lowered."

Hesso touched his finger with regret.

Myra felt disgusted by the gnomes' unsatisfied appetite. He shook his head and put away the documents. He turned and walked out of the office. Before leaving, he decided to teach the greedy goblin a lesson. Suo blinked:

"Very well, then, you and these two gendarmerie, let's talk about the commercial spy... I won't bother."

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