Azeroth’s Death Track

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The arms trade in the Black Iron Business District has a long history. When this business district was first established, the courageous goblin merchants had provided weapons to the people of the Red Ridge Mountains to use to kill the jackals and fish in the mountains. People and dangerous beasts.

That was the starting point of the arms trade.

In the age when humans and undead were inseparable, the armament orders of the Dark Blade were digested inside the Black Iron Zone. During the war, no more bullets and artillery shells were enough. However, after the war rhythm slowed down, those big Fortune-telling arms dealers must find new markets.

As the saying goes, an arms dealer who cannot sell arms to the empire to attack his own country is not a good arms dealer. Therefore, on the third day after the end of the war, a black iron merchant submitted an initiative on arms trade to the Business Federation The book, and then after a few days of tandem, almost all the famous arms dealers joined the proposal.

The public opinion is surging, and the normal commercial circulation in the business district also needs to open new markets again, otherwise the prosperous business system will inevitably suffer a certain decline. This is not only unbearable to the big businessmen, even the Defias Federal Parliament I can't stand it. You know, the current federal low tax policy is all supported by its own business prosperity.

In the end, the Governor of the Dark Blade in the Black Iron District, Myra Dawnblade agreed to this crazy-sounding proposal, but the arms business is not the same as other businesses after all. On the one hand, the Black Iron District finally decided on a set Strictly review the export system.

First of all, arms orders for takeaways need to pay profits to the Chamber of Commerce.

Secondly, at the technical level, the arms sold must be kept up to date with the equipment in active service. Generally speaking, military weapons are currently not allowed to be sold out.

Finally, you can only sell products, not technology.

The end of the businessman who dared to violate these terms is miserable. With the silent watchful eye of the lord, the guys who want to challenge the rules must not only run the risk of ruining their homes, but also have a crisis of soullessness, and any one who wants to engage in arms Traders must sign this clause.

And under this arms export policy, there is also hidden ambition about the transformation of Azeroth's existing commercial civilization. Of course, only the profit-making businessmen are not aware of these deep-seated things.

"Aha! I knew that you idiots can't relax for a moment!"

Under the **** of Stromgarde's guards, Hesso walked into the meeting room with pride. He stared fiercely at the Ovosbach in front of him. He screamed:

"You are vicious competition! I want to complain to the Federation of Commerce! Bastard!"

"This only shows that your information is too backward, Hesso! Don't scare me with complaints... All your black material is in my hands."

The white-bearded gnome was not to be outdone. He clapped on the table with one hand, blowing his beard and staring at the goblin opposite. He shouted:

"Last time you sent a commercial spy to steal the results of my laboratory research, I haven't settled the accounts with you yet!"

"One another!"

Hesso fangs her teeth, her eyes gleaming with cunning:

"What's the name of the gnome I sent to prison? Smok? Right, the thief who stole into my office disguised as a goblin, isn't it yours?"

"Okay, gentlemen!"

Garin had no intention of watching the two little chickens pecking at each other. He stretched out his hands and motioned for both sides to calm down. He coughed lightly:

"The two representatives from different forces came to do business with us, so let us admit some...Let's look at the goods first! How?"

"boom"

Oversbuck snapped his fingers, and the human bodyguard behind him placed the heavy box of the gnome on the table. This mechanical box is also a black technology. The combined size is only the size of the human body, but after being opened, it is layered. The stack contains a minimum of 7 layers, each containing a sample of a weapon.

In the sharp voice unique to the gnome, a pistol shining in the cold light was placed in front of King Galin:

""Knight"" protective revolver, using 7MM cone head ammunition, standard 6 rounds, enhanced 10 rounds, effective range of 30 meters, maximum range of 120 meters, fool operation, as long as it is not an idiot, even disabled people can use it , This thing is the most widely distributed civilian protective weapon in the Federal District, yes, it is the technological crystallization of gnome engineering."

"Ok?"

King Galin ignored the self-proclaimed introduction of the gnome. He picked up the slightly heavy pistol, installed a bullet nest under the guidance of the gnome, and then aimed at the wall behind him. Afterwards, the king frowned and placed the smoky pistol on the table.

"Well, it is really easy to use. For civilians who have not been trained, this is already a very good body protector, but the problem is, Mr. Gnome, I need a real weapon!"

Galin aggravated his voice:

"True, lethal weapon! Instead of this toy, it is no more powerful than the muskets my soldiers are using now..."

"But it's cheaper, my majesty."

The gnome interrupted Galin's rebuttal and he screamed loudly:

"I know what the price of the weapons sold to you by the Hot Sands Consortium. That group of black-hearted bastards, an old rifle without a rifle would dare to sell 15 gold coins, and the bullets would be extra money. It’s just a group of vampires, your majesty, you Do you know how much I paid for this handcrafted pistol?"

Galin did not answer, but it was clear that he was waiting for an answer.

"10 gold coins! And each gun comes with 30 bullets... Besides, my majesty, you have to understand that, in today's circumstances, it is not enough to distribute weapons to soldiers. At that time, soldiers have no way to protect your people all day. This is the advanced pioneering experience of our federation. Every civilian capable of working should have his own protective weapon!"

The gnome waved his hands and said to the king:

"Your people must learn to protect themselves. The people should spontaneously reduce the pressure on the country to defend, my majesty."

"This world is dangerous, Your Majesty Garin."

Even Heisuo, who was not good to each other with the dwarf, helped at this time and said in the tone of a qualified arms dealer:

"In the Federal District, according to our statistics, one out of every 10 people has self-defense weapons, so the significance of us peace-loving businessmen is that we have to equip the remaining 9 people to protect themselves. 'S weapon... The same principle applies to you and your people, so please allow me to introduce you to Hesso's products!"

Talking, Hesso signaled the monster behind him to take out his box. He took a silver shotgun from it and placed it in front of the king:

"The gnome's pistol can only be used to defend against weak creatures like the murloc, and our "wild boar" guard musket can hit a jackal or a centaur in one shot at a distance of 30 meters! It is simple to assemble It only requires simple training, and even a 10-year-old can learn to use it. The most important thing is that it is also very cheap..."

The goblin shook his fingers in the air with 2 fingers:

"It's two levels more advanced than the old muskets of the hot sand consortium, only 5 gold coins, if you buy more than 500 at a time, we will give 100,000 bullets! With this thing, Centaur? Hey...they will sooner or later... You will be cramped by your skin!"

"Yes, Hesso makes sense."

The gnome applauded uncharacteristically, but then he took out the black gun that Garin was very familiar with and put it on the table:

"But Centaur won't stay where you want to shoot your head, they will run, and they will run very fast, so at this time, your majesty your army needs more powerful semi-automatic weapons... what you need This is it!"

The face of the pygmy arms dealer was filled with divine light, as if he was holding a weapon that was not a human brain, but a Bible.

"Black Lion" shotgun, 15mm caliber, 15 rounds of standard reload, one shot can kill a saber-toothed tiger, the best thing is that it can fire 3 bullets per second, this is the ultimate meaning of the weapon, this is the end The executor, the whiplasher of the battlefield, the destroyer of the enemy...With it, let alone the fragile centaur, even the ogres you encountered before will be easily opened by you...Yes Yes, this is what you really need."

Galin was interested. He took the black firearm, played with it for a few seconds, then looked up at the dwarf:

"I heard that you have a shotgun called "Siren" over there?"

"Uh, this..."

The expression of the gnome froze. Of course, he knew the Kraken shotgun. In fact, the gadget was designed by him and Hesso together, but the problem was that the weapon allocated to the death lord could not be sold. The gadget had already been sold. Belong to the embargo.

And the silence of the gnome gave the goblin room to play, and Hesoh laughed:

"Please don’t be embarrassed by the poor gnome. The Kraken shotgun does not have a dedicated assembly line. Each one of the gadgets is hand-made by the master, but if you have seen the scene when the Kraken fires, then the so-called "Black Lion" It makes no sense, but fortunately, I still have a substitute for Kraken!"

"boom"

Under the direction of Hesso, the monster guard placed the heavy guns behind his back on the table. This thing was a real heavy weapon. When it was placed on the table, the wooden table even shook.

This thing is very similar to the steam gun that the Tauren people are carrying, but its shape inherits the simple style of the Black Iron Zone’s arms. This thing is not the same shape as any musket that Galin has seen. It is more like A new product.

When Hesso took out this thing, the gnome's eyes widened. He gave the goblin a frantic glance, the meaning was obvious:

"You're crazy, Hesso, fully automatic weapons can't be sold, don't pull me up if you want to die!"

And Hesso made a "reassuring" look at the gnome:

"Don't be stupid, I haven't lived enough yet. This thing is a degraded version..."

In short, the two guys vomited lotus flowers, and some crazy sales and flickering made King Galin rush into the brain like two flies, screaming wildly, making him have a headache.

And at dusk, the arms dealers’ sales finally ended, and the tongues of the goblins and gnomes said dry. In their earnest gaze, Garin shook his head. He stood up and looked at the various tables on the table in front of him. With all kinds of weapons, the young king discussed with his attendant for a moment, and it was finally settled.

"these things..."

"I want it all! Every 5,000 civilian weapons come first, and every 20,000 military ones. For these bombs... send two ships first, as long-term partners... Two, you reopen Price"

Well, the young king who deceived the pirates to load the entire treasury with all the accumulated money for hundreds of years was so self-willed. Anyway, in his view, this business is stable and profitable. The two arms dealers are taking out The weapon is obviously more useful than the old guns of the hot sand consortium, and the gnomes are right. In the next long pioneering period, his people really need to protect themselves.

On the other hand, the king obviously has his own plans...all kinds of weapons are bought first, maybe their craftsmen can copy them?

That night, in the room provided by New Rapids, the leaders of the gnome and the goblin appeared in the same room. The two guys who had not looked at each other from the beginning were holding a glass of wine. After clinking glasses, the goblin took the initiative to say:

"You have also seen that the problem of the two competing at the same time is here, we could have sold more expensively, so next, let's divide the market, everyone is a businessman in the black iron district, there is no need to fight it yourself. ."

"You will be so kind?"

The gnome looked at Hesso suspiciously. The latter was silent for a few minutes, and then placed a letter on the table:

"The trading prince of the Resha Consortium asked me to meet... In the style of a goblin, the trade war between me and him is about to start. I have to find myself a trusted ally, Kalimdor, but they are In the commercial market, if several consortia join forces to deal with me, I am not their opponent."

Talking, a cold flash flashed in Heisuo's eyes:

"This is not a black iron district. The competition here is often directed at the merchants themselves. You naive gnomes can't think of any tricks that the trading princes will play, especially the arms business. If arms dealers fight, That will be endless."

"I'm going to the Shining Plains. Thousand Needles and Orcs are left to you. Anyway, we are not professional arms dealers, we just make a fortune and leave."

Oversbuck sipped his wine, and the short dwarf said:

"Busy and happy first, I have one thing for you to help me, those gnomes, gnomes mixed in humans, help me bring them out, and bring them back to Gnomeregan, the war of humanity, can't let gnomes bleed anymore ..."

"can!"

Hessow agreed readily, but he made his own request again:

"The dwarf's production line lend me a few. Anyway, you have to upgrade the assembly line recently. The vacant ones will be rented to me, one month, and I will give you back one month later."

"What do you want that thing to do?"

"Stupid, of course, to make more bombs...I want to blow up the eye-catching Jingfang City completely! Announce to the big businessmen who drove me away... I, Hasso...I'm back ! What they owe me, I want to take them one by one and get them all back!"

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