Stratholme God

   Chapter 736 How to identify biogas

   In a race of gods, even the **** of your family will punish you, so you don't have to mix.

   Fandral never thought about it, he just instigated, let the night elves frantically slaughter bugs (at the same time being slaughtered), which would attract such fierce revenge from McDonald.

  The worst thing is that even Star Soul, Elune and Ysera bought McDonald's account.

   The seriousness of the situation was completely beyond the imagination of him and the other Druid elders.

  Think about it! A Druid cannot connect with nature and cannot enter the Druid's holy place [Emerald Dream]. What is the difference between that and a big-headed soldier?

   At this point, even the other elders silently took a step back, away from this former Druid boss who became paranoid when he arrived in Silithus.

"why?"

"why!?"

   "Why the hell!?"

   "I'm not convinced! I'm not convinced! I didn't do anything wrong, why should I be deprived of command!?"

   Fandral was incompetent and furious.

  It stands to reason that the goddess Elune and Ysera are very busy, and they don't have the time to pay attention to your little deer helmet.

   In the end, it was Tyrande's heartache and battle loss.

   And this goes against McDonald's previous alliance policy - to consume the Horde's forces with the worm nest!

   Haven't you seen the tribe push their noses and faces as soon as there is a soldier, and send an army of 100,000 troops to demonstrate? You have given the Horde more soldiers to live, but isn't it uncomfortable for the Alliance to look back?

  How about you overwhelmed the tribe in military exploits today? After fighting C'Thun, the Horde still roamed the Kalimdor Continent. You have died a lot of soldiers this year, where will you go next year to get soldiers to defend against the tribe?

   This is a typical example of abolishing the public for personal reasons and pitting only one’s own people.

  Fandral has been tossing like this for a week, making Vol'jin, a sensible man, completely incomprehensible.

  Vol'jin: Could the Alliance really cooperate sincerely?

   There is no way, in the new era of the alliance, all the bosses are so good, so Vol'jin thinks the quality of the alliance leaders is quite high. Who would have thought that there is such a "spiritual tribe" among the leaders of the alliance?

   Here, Tyrande can't say a lot of things clearly, especially when there is a possibility that the partition wall has ears, he can't say: Me and McDonald decided to replace you in order to better pit the tribe.

  In this way, regardless of whether Fandral was convinced or not, this product was sent to the Azshara region to discuss the natural way with Duke Hydrasis of the water element.

   After one party sings, the other party appears.

   McDonald's tossed Fandral before. First, it was a little thunderous, so it was better to detonate it early; second, it was waiting for supplies.

The more primitive the    army, the less required for supplies.

  The troops with pure cold weapons, as long as they have enough food and water pipes, they can cut people with weapons.

  The hot weapon unit is different. In addition to the above requirements, it also eats fuel, bullets, artillery shells, logistics maintenance, and replacement parts.

   Even if McDonald's laid out the rails early in the morning and leveled a large area of ​​​​the crater, but part of the foundation was damaged before, and the rails on the Silithus Plateau on the crater were not easy to handle.

   The horsepower of diesel locomotives in this era is still limited.

  In the case where the only mountain road is too steep, it is too late to build a tunnel, so the railway must be made into a [zigzag] shape, the front and rear of the train are hung on the locomotive, and the train will go up the mountain by changing the track.

   Seriously, this is something from the early 20th century. The Celestial Dynasty in the 21st century is all about opening holes in mountains and building bridges in water. It doesn't matter if you blow up the mountain or fly the bridge, you just have to walk in a straight line.

  It’s a pity that technology can’t keep up. Now the most reliable one is the over 1,000 [Jiefang Brand] transport trucks.

Helpless, the [Dongfeng] and [Whirlwind] anti-aircraft vehicles eat too much cannonballs from machine guns. In order to maintain air dominance, half of the ammunition is transported every day, and other supplies can't keep up. moon.

   In fact, Stratholme's engineering troops were very sick. On the flat ground, they could lay five kilometers of railways a day.

   Even if the technology is from before and after World War II, the elite operators in the sand sculpture players use the all-modern way of laying railways!

   First, a large amount of granite was laid, and the road was leveled with a large roller road roller with the words [Secondary Element Entrance] written.

  The sappers then laid out a large rectangular piece of barbed wire to help secure the foundation.

   And then there's a giant road paver coming along the railroad to the edge of the tracks. The so-called road paver is a giant locomotive with a length of more than 30 meters, which is equipped with a giant crane. Paved.

   Finally, the sappers adjusted the rails and welded sections of the rails.

  Also, two parallel rails started working at the same time.

   Well, the above is the traditional mechanized approach.

  The way of the magic version is-

   "That Onyxia, who do you call to tidy up the foundation."

   "Hoo!" The dragon breathed past, and the earth was so flat.

   "Whoever, whoever, lay this rail."

  Something [Railway Worker Razogel] flew over with a bunch of dragon beasts, carrying an unknown number of tons of steel rails, and put them together like playing with building blocks.

  Welding?

  Which is so troublesome, it's all dragon breath welding.

   Anyway, if it burns out, there will be no food to eat.

  5 kilometers a day, and many times it’s even more than that. The speed of making railroad tracks can be called a monster.

   In short, it was not until late January, when the train went all the way to Black Dragon Post, that McDonald's took over the front line.

   Then, the misery of the tribe came.

   This time it was really according to the agreement, the underground part of the worm nest was handed over to the tribe to attack.

  The progress of the tribe is not good or bad, but it costs people.

  Especially sometimes, when rushing into a cave in the ground, the tribal warriors will suddenly die suddenly.

   Even the Tauren Druid, who is best at the way of nature, doesn't know what's going on.

   The attack got stuck, and he had to ask the Alliance for help. Brain Can Roar's face was as black as a black iron dwarf.

  【Silent Boredom】Glancing at the orcs lying on the ground in the cave, lit a cigarette at the entrance of the cave, and shook the ashes at Brain Can Roar: " Brain Can Roar, do you know where you are wrong?"

  When the translated orcs dared not translate it literally, the words used in the translation were [Respected Garrosh* Thunder Roar Chieftain].

   Brain Can Roar frowned: "If you have a fart, let it go!"

   "It stinks! It stinks!"

translate:……

   This is so untranslatable. Either he was killed by the chief, or this guy was killed by the chief, causing a war with the alliance in minutes.

   Rarely, the brainless roar forced to keep calm: "You continue to speak."

   "This thing is called [biogas]. If there are too many things, it will cause trouble if they accumulate in such a non-ventilated place. By the way, why don't you use torches?"

   A bull-headed druid said: "Using torches is easy to attract excessive insects, which is not good for attacking. So we use [Moon Stone] to illuminate. Yes, how do we know whether there is biogas in the hole?"

Huh? And such a thing?

  The sand sculpture player didn't care so much: "Brain roar, stand at the entrance of the hole."

   Brain Can Roar did as he was puzzled.

Next to   , [Qi Ya Da Da], who was also smoking, threw the cigarette in his hand into the hole. Immediately...

  “Boom—”

   is fried!

   Of course, an explosion of this magnitude can't blow up the brain and roar, that's the smell...

   Hmm... I understand everything!

  【Silent and boring ing】Very certain: "This is the presence of biogas!"

   (end of this chapter)