Azeroth’s Death Track

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"Ah, after a few years, and then back to Kalimdor, the scenery is still so bad... The hot sand consortium is still so stingy, look at this port, it has not been renovated in more than ten years."

"It's really appetizing!"

On the quay of Jingtooth City, the black rope in the gorgeous little fur fur looked at the busy port with a trace of nostalgia, beside him were two heavily armed monsters, this is the personal guard of Master Black rope After being equipped with the most advanced weapons of Hesso Technology, these two monsters armed to the teeth are enough to block ten.

On the other side of Hesso, she is also very gorgeously dressed, full of goblin "luxury" secretary Shana. Mars, this capable goblin lady is holding black notes in her hand, and reports to Hesso. Down itinerary:

"Boss, we will not stop in Jingtooth City. After eating, we will go directly to Dustwallow Marsh. It is said that a week ago, there was a regional conflict between humans and ogres. I believe there must be business there. It can be done, and I heard that a new group of pioneers have just arrived in the Thousand Needles Forest, where there is the traditional site of Centaur, and a war is about to break out."

Talking, Shanna drew a fist-sized calculator from her carry-on bag, clicked on it a few times, and then said to the black cord around her:

"Conservatively estimated that here in the next ten years, it will become the third dumping market after our industrial upgrade."

"But for every business done in this ghost place, we still have to pay 10% of the profits to the Black Iron Business Federation. It really hurts, Shana, have you heard?"

Hesso knocked on the scepter with gems in his hand, and said dissatisfiedly:

"The gold coins in my pocket are crying, those vampires lying down to make money, **** it."

Faced with the complaint of Hesso, Shanna shrugged her shoulders and licked her hair again:

"But anyway, they let go of the arms trade restrictions, my boss, otherwise you don't even want to make a copper plate... Actually think about it, we are going to grab business from the hot sand consortium and the rusty water tycoon this time, It's so exciting."

"Hey, that's right."

A hint of fine flash flashed in Hesso's small eyes:

"Why don't we defeat the **** old men? How do we get up to it? I still want to be a trading prince before I'm 35, my little Shanna, you will also be the trading prince's wife..."

Seeing Hesso's fingers stretch out to her slim waist again, Shana narrowed her eyes, turned the note in her hand over a page, and then pretended to be surprised:

"Yes, boss, I have bad news. I forgot to inform you..."

"Don't be a gnome! Don't be a gnome! Don't be a gnome!"

He Suolang froze for a moment, then gritted her teeth and muttered something, and the next moment, a flash of pleasure flashed in Shana's eyes, she whispered:

"It's a gnome! Owner, Ovosback took their own caravan. When we set off from Treasure Bay, they set off at the same time. Now it is estimated that they have arrived at Dustwallow Marsh."

"Rua! bang"

The gorgeous scepter in Hesso's hand hit the railing in front of him, and between the splashes of Mars, the goblin was like crazy, turning around and screaming:

"Dry TM gnome! Look here, blue sky, white clouds, blue waves and silver sand, what a beautiful scenery, just because of the gnome, these are all gone!"

"Let's go! Don't eat anymore... Let's go to Dustwallow Marsh. If they are snatched by those gnomes, I will deduct one month's salary from each of you! Go away!"

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On the other side, in the new rapids castle town of Dustwallow Marsh, the artisan master Oversbuck was walking on the street under the protection of several human bodyguards, followed by some noisy gnomish technicians behind him, these guys were in the rhythm of life The extremely fast Heitie District has been boring for several years. This time it came out to talk about business, just like traveling with public funds.

I was curious to see everything and wanted to buy anything, but just on the first day of the city, the engineers who filled their pockets with salaries bought a lot of meaningless things.

Of course, these joyous little men have not forgotten the mission of this trip. After some fun, they put on the best clothes, all small dresses made by the high-end tailors of the Defias Federation. Follow the leader and head to the office of New Torrent, to discuss orders for arms and agricultural machinery with the principals here.

However, when going to the city hall, Ovosbach's eyes were suddenly attracted by several tall creatures walking back and forth at the city gate.

Gnomes are naturally interested in those tall creatures. They often hang their mouths saying "Gosh, you are really tall"... but at this time, it is not the tauren who attracted Ovosbach Tall body, but some kind of precise and heavy mechanical weapons hanging on them.

If the master craftsman is right, those things should be weapons made by engineers inside the empire.

"That thing looks steam-powered."

"Well, the parts are coupled, no drive shaft is used, it looks like a gear construction."

"It looks like our continuous-fire machine gun, but is it a little too big?"

"There must be no structural optimization, I guess, that bullet must also be the most primitive gunpowder."

Behind Overworth Barker, the gnomish craftsmen also found those weird weapons. Between their twitters, they almost touched the characteristics of the steam gun. In the eyes of the layman, the weapon carried by the tauren It is very complicated, but in the eyes of these insiders, the technical level of this gadget can be seriously insufficient.

"Bern, think of a way to get close, and look at the weapon in the tauren."

Oversbuck blinked. He said to the human bodyguards around him. These bodyguards were disguised by the military officers of the Defias Federation. They belonged to the Federal Foreign Intelligence Agency. They were all excellent field agents, master craftsmen. After he was instructed, the agent named Bourne walked up quickly, used a few cigars, and quickly chatted with the honest tauren.

The gnome took advantage of this opportunity and sent a flexible representative, ran to the tauren, and observed the weapon up close. A few minutes later, the guy ran back with his hand full of motor oil. The dwarf whispered to the master craftsman while wiping his hands:

"The thing used the original design before Gnomeregan did not fall. It seems that our fellow escaped people shared this technology to the human empire, but it was a junior version. According to the armament system of the dark blade, this The power of a single thing is weaker than the axe gun of the undead infantry, not to mention compared to the rapid fire guns we mounted on the tank."

"That is to say, this is the most advanced weapon of the human empire."

Oversbuck nodded thoughtfully, then asked again:

"Is the gadget hand-made or an assembly line product?"

"Handmade!"

The green-haired dwarf shook his 8 fingers in front of the master craftsman:

"Look at this leaked engine oil. The tolerances of the parts on the guns are terrible. They should be the imitations of the clumsy human apprentices, and there is no trace of assembly line production."

"well!"

The master craftsman nodded with satisfaction:

"Then it seems that the arms samples we brought should be able to hollow out human pockets. As long as this single business is completed, the funds to build the chip research laboratory in Gnomeregan City will be enough."

"Go, boys, let's make money!"

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"what did you say?"

King Galin, who had just returned from the Thousand Needles, stared at his eyes and looked at his most trusted agent, Gray Joop, and he asked with some daze:

"You mean, there are a group of arms dealers from the Dark Iron Zone under the control of the undead, want to talk to us about business? Are you sure that you are kidding me? Tyreon's brain is broken before they are allowed to buy or sell arms. ? Or, what the **** is this conspiracy?"

"I am not sure as well."

Rao Shi Huipu had seen real storms and waves, and he was also at a loss at this time. In the face of the king's inquiry, he could only repeat the words of the gnome:

"They said that the Black Iron Zone is a commercial free federation, and the dark-edged system cannot control them as free traders. They also say that technology has no borders, and they came to us in the spirit of a **** humanitarian. Provide better, stronger, and more advanced weapons that are sufficient to fight barbarians, and they hope to take away a group of gnome who are willing to leave with them from the new immigrants."

"Wait, let me think about it."

Galin sat in the chair and habitually took out the pipe. Grey Jop ignited the king with great eyes. After a smoky smoke, the king narrowed his eyes:

"Take them to the embassy first, and I will meet them in person."

"Uh, Your Majesty, our embassy area has not yet been built, and the workers are now busy building the city wall."

"Then take them to any place that is safe enough...don't forget to search for it!"

More than ten minutes later, after Oversbuck had finished drinking the third glass of wild fruit juice, King Garin, who had changed to a decent suit, finally appeared in the lobby of the shabby parlor.

"This is His Majesty King Stromgarde, a gnome!"

Ashyup said loudly:

"Your Majesty Garin Torbain, you should salute your majesty!"

"Sorry, your noble majesty."

The gnome stood on the chair and made an incomprehensible lean-up with funny voices and movements. Then, like a deliberate provocation, he touched his white beard and said:

"Please forgive me for being stupid, but there are no kings and nobles there... I am used to it, but I can't change it for a while."

Grey Jop tried to scold the gnome for being rude, but was stopped by Galin. The young king sat on the chair and looked at the white-haired gnome carrying the box. He asked softly:

"Your courage is very big, Mr. Gnome, this is not the same as the character of the small men in general rumor, but I am curious that a businessman like you from the undead site walks into our country boldly, you Isn’t it afraid that I ordered my guards to put you in prison or even cut off my head?"

"Why should I be afraid? Your Majesty the King."

Oversbuck shrugged, and today he did not bring his iconic engineering goggles, so he blinked blue eyes and said:

"In your current situation, I believe that any businessman with goodwill should not be hurt unless you want to start from nothing and close the country and then fight the undead...but IMHO, you really need Help, I believe you can understand this."

"Of course, more importantly, I have the license of a master craftsman of the Black Iron Business Federation. Excellent scientific research workers like me are protected by our laws. Once I get hurt from you on your site, in the open sea The cruising fleet of undead will attack your city immediately...I’m not threatening you, Your Majesty, I just want to show my goodwill in this way."

The gnome's eyes shone sincerely:

"Peace is hard to come by, and I ventured here to do business with you, and, I hope to take away my poor compatriots, in the war between humans and undead, in the last battle in northern Xinjiang, there are Hundreds of exiled gnomes died in the fighting between the two sides. I don’t want to see such tragedies happen again."

"This is a war of mankind, why should the innocent gnomes bleed?"

These words are soft and hard, making Galin's face very unsightly. This is natural. Any king will feel angry when he hears this kind of words without a little respect, but Galin is a reasonable person after all. After ten seconds, he raised his head and looked at the master craftsman in front of him:

"I can't trust you! IMHO, anyone who has dealt with the undead is not worthy of trust... But, since you say you are a businessman, then let me see your goods first, if you can let me If you are satisfied...the problems of your people are not impossible to talk about."

Oversbuck saw the hope, so the gnome nodded and motioned for his bodyguard to open the box in his hand, but at this moment, a guard walked hurriedly into the parlor, whispering something in the king’s ear, plus Lin's expression immediately became wonderful. After a while, he said to the gnome:

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Gnome, my other "guest", and then come."

"And he said that he is your "old friend"."

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