Menethil's Power

Chapter 130 Be yourself in the fire

For Hobart Grapplehammer, who was the chief engineer of the former trade lord Marty, the past few years have been really bad. Gallywix very easily drove the idiot Marty from the throne of the trade lord. And in order not to offend this aggressive rising star, no force on Kezan Island is willing to hire the old subordinates of the former trade lord, so Hobart almost lost his job—if it wasn't for the Macdonald company to take him in.

However, the company founded by the former middle-class employee Garuvik, the current main business is only trading and mining, it is really unable to provide Master Hobart with a complete research environment.Fortunately, Hobart had a good relationship with Malti's daughter, Nessa, now Mrs. Macdonald, and finally got a senior executive position.

And the task he is doing now is to open up this unknown land. The sub-island of the Lost Islands is only about half the size of the main island, but it is not a lot of trouble.

It was such a big problem that I had to ask the headquarters for help.

"Look! The support is finally here!" A young goblin pointed at the approaching ship and shouted loudly. His expression was very excited. It was obvious that he had suffered great psychological pressure these days.

"Shut up, Kurt! I can see it!" Hobart replied angrily. Although he didn't change his expression in order to maintain his high-level image, he was really relieved in his heart.Any goblin's hair would stand on end at the sight of the living plants all over the mountains and plains.

The ship with huge turbines on both sides docked, and the deck was lowered, but what came out was not the ostentatious logging machine that Hobart was familiar with, but a huge machine that had never been seen before.

Its chassis is like a spider tank unique to dwarves, but each mechanical leg is strong enough to support its amazing weight. Its body is not the usual open-air cockpit and multi-barreled cannons of spider tanks, but The fully enclosed cockpit is flanked by thick and long barrels. According to its caliber, Hobart has no doubts that it can turn the pier into ruins with one shot.

The whole body of this weird but murderous machine is golden. Hobart can see that this is the color of the metal armor itself. Using gold to make weapons is something that idiots would do, so there is only one possibility, this machine All armor is adamantine.

Hobart took a deep breath inwardly. He really didn't know how to express his feelings for this extremely extravagant practice. Naturally, his new owner, McDonald, couldn't be so rich, so the source of this war machine was obvious—that The mysterious Blizzard company.

Blizzard claims to be McDonald's strategic partner, but anyone with a discerning eye can see its dominant position.Regarding this game company, the only thing Hobart was impressed with was the Tomahawk Blade Thrower, which was a big joke among Kezan engineers.

This kind of weapon with a fairly novel concept was so brilliant in World War II that Kezan did not hesitate to pay a huge price to get its design drawings, but after paying the drawings of the second-generation logging machine in exchange, he led the project. Kip who is a thing has become synonymous with a fool.

The launch principle of this kind of blade thrower with a tall name is extremely simple, and the real mystery lies in the blade as ammunition. Those human mages luckily discovered a method that can destroy the internal structure of rare metals, thereby releasing a huge energy, but this is at the cost of completely scrapping more than ten kilograms of rare metals, which means that the cost of firing each time is astonishingly high.

What's more, a powerful weapon must be hit to be effective. Unfortunately, this blade thrower performs very badly in this respect. The appallingly slow rate of fire and the initial speed of the blade make it extremely easy to be targeted. An engineer apprentice can think of a way to deal with it, and can perfectly intercept it with a single tracking rocket.

Therefore, this weapon can only be said to be the best symbol of civilization crushing, and it is surprisingly effective against orcs who have no experience in large-scale naval warfare. In Azeroth, which already has a complete concept of naval warfare, its popularity represents its demise.

But at this moment, it seems that the company's research and development capabilities are not just represented by such crude achievements as the Tomahawk-style blade thrower. For the first time, Hobart felt awe of the big boss who was only a human boy from the bottom of his heart. .

However, a shrill and noisy voice disturbed Hobart's mood. The hatch on the top of this war machine, which is tentatively called a tank, suddenly opened, revealing a small bald head with goggles.

"Good morning, guys!" He waved at the goblins. "I'm Obno, the engineer. I heard that we need to do some weed removal here. How's the situation?"

Young Kurt pointed outside the camp.

Obno looked over and couldn't help taking a deep breath. Outside the camp were densely packed plants as tall as a person. They wriggled as if they were alive, and several logging machines were struggling to support them. spread.

"My God, do these plants have legs?" Aubunor asked.

Hobart shrugged his shoulders, "In fact, they grew out overnight, and the growth rate of this plant has reached an astonishing rate. When we first arrived on this island, we discovered a giant kaya vein, but with As the investigation progressed, we seemed to have provoked something, and then the plants suddenly became crazy, as if they wanted to drive us out."

"So you'll have to call for backup, don't worry guys, the 'Punisher' is the latest gnome technology, it's no match for your crude harvesters, I've got a whole boat full of kerosene and Molotov cocktails, goblins If technology can’t do it, leave it to Gnome Technology!” Obno said carelessly, “Punisher” is obviously the name of this war machine.

"I don't think you have any qualifications to insult goblin engineering. We only have the simplest machinery, so naturally we can't handle these plants." Hobart said coldly: "And your tank is the source of your pride, but sorry Let me be blunt, is it really the so-called dwarf engineering product?"

Hobart looked at the Punisher, with deep disdain in his tone, "If you really have this level, you won't be trapped underground forever. Your dynamics are still in the pathetic initial stage, at most It can only drive some scrap metal. If I guess correctly, your only contribution to this tank is the chassis and kinematics, right?"

The just-started Punisher came to a standstill. Obno manipulated the tank to turn around slowly. The dwarf jumped out of the cockpit and stood on the top of the tank and glared at Hobart. "How dare you insult the great dwarf engineering!" he screamed. Dao, as if greatly offended, "With your so-called 'unsinkable' and 'never crash' engineering products?"

"But at least our engineering can even be used against dragons!" Hobart boasted without blushing. "And what about you? I heard some cavemen let you leave your home?"

The two most engineering-savvy races on Azeroth, goblins and gnomes seem to be born at the wrong place.Obno's lungs were about to explode. He rolled up his sleeves, obviously wanting to jump off the tank and have a theory with Hobart.

However, a cold voice suddenly sounded, "Enough, Obno, your task is to test the 'Punisher', don't cause trouble!"

"Don't stop me! I must teach this ugly green-skinned ghost a lesson!" Obno shouted.

"Come on! You underdeveloped little old man!" Hobart showed no sign of weakness, and was also eager to try.

Just as Obno jumped off the Punisher, the scene in front of him suddenly changed. After stabilizing again, the dwarf found himself suspended in mid-air.

"I think you need to calm down, Master Obno, so that you can realize your mission." Valeera lifted Obno with a relaxed face, with a faint smile on her lips.

She is still wearing a classic attire, still wearing tight red leather armor, still exposing her slender and fair thighs, and instantly becomes the most eye-catching existence, those long legs are enough for two goblins or dwarves so high.

Being carried like cargo like this is not a wonderful thing, Obno immediately surrendered, "I fully understand, Miss Valeera, I just hit it off with this goblin, so I can't wait to get close to him."

Hobart also quickly returned to his normal state. He had seen this beautiful female elf next to the big boss, so he knew her special identity. In Kezan, all female secretaries had an extremely close and special relationship with her boss.

"It's just a special way of expressing friendship, ma'am," the goblin vowed.

Valeera raised her eyebrows perfectly, and didn't expose their lies, so the two short races shook hands in an extremely friendly manner, but they both sensed the spark in each other's eyes.

Obno returned to the cockpit of the Punisher. The war machine roared and rushed out of the camp at an astonishing speed. At the same time, Obno said triumphantly, "The powerful arcane energy core! A small crystal is enough to drive this tens-ton big guy to run at a cross-country speed of [-] kilometers for five hours!"

The Punisher rushed into the bushes like a bamboo, and was immediately attacked by these plants like crazy. The thick vines tried to wrap around its body, but they were torn off by the unstoppable force. Countless flying leaves and thorns Even the ice arrows and the angry light condensed by the force of nature shot at the punisher like a storm, and some of these plants had the ability to cast spells.

But these are all in vain, a layer of lavender shield suddenly appeared on the body of the punisher, absorbing those ice arrows and anger, and the flying leaf thorns hit the golden armor plate, spread out one after another, Not a single scratch can be caused.

"Anti-magic shield! It can neutralize all spells below the lord level! The fine gold armor plate! It is enough to withstand physical blows at the hero level!" Obno's triumphant voice came again.

"Now, it's time for me to fight back!" The dwarf monster screamed, several holes suddenly appeared on the Punisher's body, and a large area of ​​raging flames spewed out with high-efficiency fuel, turning the surrounding plants into raging torches.

The two huge gun barrels are naturally not decorations. With the dull roar, two incendiary bombs fell into the vegetation, brushing into a mushroom cloud composed of flames, devouring the plants with a radius of 20 meters, and then the flames were like tarsus bones. Spreading like a torch, a large piece of spark plant screamed in pain, and then the body quickly dehydrated and shrank, and finally turned into ashes.

"Multifunctional combat platform that can carry machine guns. Light relay guns, conventional artillery, flamethrowers, rocket pods, and melee weapons!"

Hobart didn't speak anymore, obviously the goblin was shocked by the Punisher's power.

Melee flames sprayed, and long-range artillery fired together. Under such efficient burning, the spark plants had no power to resist, and a large area of ​​scorched open space was cleared out.

Valeera watched all this quietly. Although the high elves still retained their nature of caring for plants, they were by no means as sick as their cousin Kaldorei, so Valeera didn't think there was anything wrong with it or Cruelty.

"That's right, everything is burnt clean, anyway, what we want is mines." Hobart muttered to himself.

The cleaning work had to stop when it reached a valley. The density of the living plants here indicated that this was the origin of everything. Of course, the more obvious feature was the giant tree in the center of the valley. With a height of more than one meter, you can feel his amazing aura even if you are nearly a thousand meters away.

Obno subconsciously stopped all operations. Although the dwarf had never seen the ancient tree, he was not a fool. "What is that?" he asked.

"Treants with self-awareness are more common among the purple-skinned elves in Kalimdor, but I didn't expect there to be one here." Hobart's expression became serious, "It seems right, this is the mine. At the core position, the old tree is rooted here to absorb nutrients. The strength of a tree person depends on its size, and it is conservatively estimated that this tree has at least the strength of a hero."

"So if we want to occupy this place, this tree man will be the biggest obstacle." Valeera calmly analyzed.

Hobart nodded, "Yes, these self-proclaimed guardians of nature hate all mechanical creations, and they will never allow us to take a piece of ore from this island."

"Then let's kill it." Valeera said coldly, the logic of stalkers is sometimes very straightforward.

"Get rid of it?" Hobart looked a little surprised, "This is not an easy task, the underground Kaya veins will give this old tree endless energy and give it the ability to continuously activate plants, it is even difficult for us Get close to it, wait a minute!"

Hobart suddenly reacted, "I saw some incendiary bombs with dangerous markings in the ammunition you brought. If these incendiary bombs are more than three times as powerful as you used before, then even this old tree can't hold up." Stop for a few rounds, but this is another problem of rats hanging bells on cats, your tank guns shouldn’t have enough range to directly attack that treant, right?”

Obno in the Punisher smiled disdainfully, and then the hexapods of this war machine suddenly extended, and then ruthlessly pierced into the ground. The eyes merged into a thicker and longer existence.

That astonishing caliber made Hobart feel a chill in his heart.

"Perhaps you should learn about the most aggressive aspect of the Punisher—the siege mode. Larger calibers often mean greater power and longer range." The dwarf said triumphantly, as if this was his My own creativity is average.

(End of this chapter)