Shadow Trails in Azeroth

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

In Rustbolt Town at night, Black laid out the drawings he had shown Trixie before in front of the goblin. He said:

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

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

Forslag, the goblin engineer who was obsessed with building rockets, frowned and studied the pocket computing device in his hand, trying to figure out how the device worked.

Therefore, when faced with Black's inquiry, the goblin seemed a little absent-minded.

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

Then look at this again!

Um?

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

That was another design for a 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 new partial designs are adopted on several key nodes.

Not only does it enhance the stability and accuracy during dive, it even saves the cost and materials of making the aircraft to a certain extent.

The most important thing is that this design not only lists the structure of the new aircraft, but also changes the fuel engine used by the goblins, and designs two aerial bombs with different functions for Blake.

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

He finally understood why Blake wanted to talk to him tonight.

At the same time, due to the goblin's sensitivity to profit, he realized that a terrible storm was rolling towards him.

Damn it!

This is malicious competition!

Because of this design drawing, I suffered a career crisis that I had never imagined.

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

Blake sat on a chair, held a dwarf pipe in his mouth, and asked slowly.

The goblin wiped the sweat from his forehead and said:

About a month and a half.

Do you know how long it took my mechagnome friends to improve your design?

Blake snorted.

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

one day?

You underestimate the intelligence of this island, my engineer.

The pirate said quietly:

“It only took them ten minutes to complete the modification plan.

And mercilessly criticize your design as a pile of shit produced by a hungover wild dog. It is said that the sweeping robots in Mechagon City can draw better pictures in a day than your design.

I don't quite understand the Mechagon metaphor.

But there is no doubt that I think my friends may be better at this aspect of engineering than you. Well, you know, I am a nostalgic person, we signed a contract, and I paid you fifty thousand gold coins Do payroll.

I have to give you another salary every year.

But now I suddenly realize that the money I spent seems not worth it.

It is not because of your incompetence, my dear Forslag, but because you have been so cunning as to deceive me, a layman in engineering.

Blake took out the Defiler fragment from his waist, picked at his nails, and said in a long voice:

My dwarf friends told me that your design deliberately left a lot of parts that could be improved. They said that engineers who could design such an aircraft could not make such stupid mistakes.

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

And if it weren’t for Mechagon’s friends, I would probably have been kept in the dark by you.

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

Say it.

Which one do you want to choose?

The pirate sat up straight and placed the Defiler fragment in his hand on the table in front of the trembling Fuslag. He said coldly:

Hang the mast? Or drag the keel? Walk the gangplank? Or cut out 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 to the ground and howled:

I have shed my blood for the immortal pirates! I am loyal to you, Captain! You can't treat me like this.

I actually think I can.

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

There is also the matter of the Void Spirit. It told me that it shared some Void Spirit technology with you, which is about rocket production. So, tell me honestly now, how far has your rocket plan advanced?

Well

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

He immediately stopped howling, jumped up, patted the dust on his body, and said to Black flatteringly:

That's a huge 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 years, I'll be able to create a finished product that can fly to the stars.

This is an excellent investment opportunity. Captain, don’t you consider investing some money? I guarantee you will get at least 500% profit! Yes, I promise!

Don't tempt me with your dirty money, you cunning goblin. You haven't made it clear yet that you're trying to steal my money.

Blake curled his lips and said:

I can let you go, Voslag. After all, you have indeed contributed to the fleet. Without your bomber fleet, it would be difficult for us to win the Battle of the Palatine.

I'll give you a chance to atone for your sins. If you do well, I won't hold you accountable for your petty thoughts. I can even invest some money in your rocket project.

Just listen to me.

The pirate patted the table and said to Forslag:

Right here, right here in Mechagon, I want you to build an arsenal dedicated to the war of the fleet. Mechagon's Mechgnomish Kingdom will provide you with all the equipment you need.

Metal materials are also everywhere here.

From now on, I will never spend money to go to Booty Bay to upgrade the firepower of my warships.

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

Your first mission 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 for a moment, then whispered:

But where will the aircraft be placed after they are made? We only have one giant troll ship left. The Wharton has not been repaired yet, and the ship will be fully loaded with at most one formation of new aircraft.

I will figure out a way to deal with the ship. You can just build your plane.

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

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

It will come in handy eventually.

Believe me.

The goblin lowered his head and glanced at the map of Kul Tiras placed on Blake's desk. On it, several home ports belonging to the Kultian Navy had been marked with red crosses.

And the distance to fly there from Mechagon is just within the range of the new aircraft.

This frightened Forslag.

He probably understood why Black wanted to build an airport and aircraft on Mechagon Island.

My captain is planning to go straight to Huanglong!

At the critical moment, they all came out and bombed several military ports of the Kurdish fleet.

Or even directly bomb Boralus.

Ah, he is indeed a legendary pirate. In terms of his ambition in action, it is simply incomparable to other small pirates who are hiding from the Kul Tirans.

But this kind of bombing can only be effective once before it is discovered by the Ku people. Therefore, the flying formation on Mechagon can only be dispatched at the most critical moment.

This is equivalent to Blake ambushing a poisoned dagger in the waters of Kul Tiras in advance.

Once it comes out of the sheath, blood will definitely seal its throat.

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

Black threw the improved airplane drawing to Fuslag and said:

Within half a year, I want to see my overwhelming bomber fleet. If you do well, I will make up for all the remaining funds you need in your big plan to build rockets.

But there is one thing!

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

Your rocketry skills must be shared with my mechagnome friends and receive their suggestions for improvements.

Although they don't build rockets, believe me, in terms of energy use and thruster technology, you goblins and dwarfs are not worthy of being tied together and licking others' shoes.

Forslag was obviously dissatisfied with this restriction, but since he had just been caught by Blake, he did not dare to object too directly.

He mumbled a few words under his breath and left with the new drawings.

Hey, Captain, you are trying to drag us Mechagon into the war between you and Kul Tiras. Once those planes take off from Mechagon to bomb the Kul Tiras fleet, our island will immediately be destroyed. You will be targeted by those fierce sailors.

After Fuslag left, the mechanical dwarf Trixie jumped down from the hiding place high in the room with great movement. The mechanical dwarf said to Blake very dissatisfied:

We only have so many people. Once the Ku people send a fleet over, a wave of volleys will level the island. They have the help of the Tide Sage. Although they don't want to admit it, on the sea, our Technology is indeed no match for those Haixian.

Unless you throw out a return-to-origin bomb.

But that would be to die together.

Prince Erazmin will not agree to your plan, and we mechanical gnomes really cannot stand the trouble.

Don't worry.

Blake played with the pocket computing device in his hand and said to Trixie:

I am measured. Only at the most critical moment, I will use Mechagon's arrangement. And once this arrangement is used, it means that the decisive moment of life and death has arrived.

If I win, all of Kul Tiras will be mine. This island is located in the waters of Kul Tiras and is naturally part of my territory.

You are all my subjects, no one will blame you, and no one can cause trouble to you.

If I lose.

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

He will find a way to unite with you.

At least life is worry-free.

And if you embrace Kul Tiras' lap, the endless seas of the world will be at your disposal.

The pirate shrugged and said to Trixie:

Look, no matter whether I win or lose, the mechanical dwarf will never lose money. Your prince is a very smart future ruler. Although he pursues peace, he will not put down his weapons because of this.

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

Have you finished talking to him?

Well, it's all settled.

Trixie felt that there was some unsaid information in the pirate's words, but she didn't think much about it at this moment. An electronic document information popped up from her pocket computing device and was projected in front of the pirate's eyes.

explain:

That bitch from Longshot shamelessly took Bondo's gang to join the prince. They asked for the right to rule the courtyard and the surrounding mountains, and the prince agreed to them.

The rule of Rustbolt Town and the coastal area has been given to us. In order to thank us for our outstanding contribution in liberating Mechagon City, the prince leased this land to us for 99 years.

The rent is nominal, only one box of parts per year.

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

And in another week, all the mechanical gnomes on the surface will withdraw to live in Mechagon City, and there will be no one left on the surface. But we share this surface with gangsters from afar.

That bitch is very proud now.

Then go talk to the proud gang leader.

Blake 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 cooperation between the two parties.

What I mean is, I need control of all the surface areas of Mechagon, and in exchange, I can keep a faction of mechagnome pirates in my fleet.

I would also personally welcome Ms. Longshot as a captain under my command.

What if she doesn't agree? What if that cunning bitch turned dealer is not as 'knowledgeable' as you think?

Trixie asked quietly.

I gave her the management of Bondo's gang. Even if she is made of steel and does not have a 'grateful heart', she should at least show it.

Have some confidence in the trust between people.

Blake shook his head.

He pulled out the short-barreled double-barreled shotgun from his chest and handed it to Trixie, who made an OK gesture and quietly exited Blake's room.

The new boss looked at him with a smile, but his attacks were much more ruthless than Bondo's.

This wave.

This wave is all about eating and drinking, what kind of big courtyard in Bondo? Let's rename it Blake's Zaoyuan from now on. Haha, now Trixie hopes that bitch will refuse the captain's proposal.

This gives her enough reason to deal with her!

Now she has a big backer. If she dares to mess with the captain, won't she have to pay the price?