Vol 2 Chapter 798: : Goblin and Chieftain

Orgrimmar, the underground fortress.
Gary Vickers quickly read the official contract in front of him, and he smiled and opened his face again, indicating that he would be a member of the tribe in the future, or a good brother of each race.
Since the most profitable military industry is still solely responsible for the rust water chaebol, after stabilizing the gold coins, it is time to consider his own life.
On the other hand, the military industry continues to be responsible for the rust water chaebol. Temporary Chief Thrall also has his own considerations. Although the rust water chaebol plays a monopoly and likes to squeeze employees, only they have a large amount of accumulated arms manufacturing experience and qualified Technology, this is particularly important, the tribe does not want to return to the liberation overnight, and re-exploration of the knowledge of these arms and weapons.
And the ordinary goblins who revolted are not good to say. Their joint group is a joke. This group of ordinary goblins does not have any hands at all except for understanding the commercial trade of all goblin cities and ordinary entry-level goblin engineering. The core field of weapons and weapons manufacturing technology needed by the tribe is even ignorant.
Do you let them design the Azerite War Machine? Don't be fooled, they have been struggling enough to design a conventional combat tank. Even if it is actually made, it will only explode in garbage.
So to put it bluntly, these goblins working for the rusty water tyrants, they are ordinary assembly line workers.
At present, the world admits that the unanimously recognized technology of manufacturing goblin arms and weapons, in addition to the black goblin inside the Dark Empire and the black cable tyrant under his command, only the trading prince Gary Vickers and his rusty water tycoon, These are the two leaders.
If you have to go back row, it is the hot sand consortium and venture capital company, but these two absolutely neutral goblin groups, they are seriously biased in the field of commercial trade, so although they do have some unique arms weapons Manufacturing technology, but far behind the two goblin capital giants specializing in arms.
At the end are like ordinary goblins who rebelled in Orgrimmar. They are strictly not part of any goblin group. At most, they are only workers. They complete the requirements and tasks assigned by the boss mechanically. Scoop, as far as technology is concerned, they won't let them know that many times they don't even know what they are doing.
Yes, each of them knows the goblin engineering, and can easily make various bombs or engineering devices, but this is not at the same level as arms weapons.
Being able to make bombs does not mean that he has the ability to make war machines.
Artillery fireworks and high-explosive incendiary bombs, goblin dragon guns and steam tanks, these two very simple and straightforward examples, the difference and technical gap between them are not a little bit.
Therefore, Gary Vickers is completely relieved. As long as the tribal official does not force himself to disclose the core arms technology mastered by the rust water tycoon to all goblins, then even if the meat of the private trade is lost, it will not be considered a wound. Moving bones.
What's more, it is not a loss. There is still one third of the seats, which is enough to do a lot of things.
Immediately after signing the contract, the trading prince immediately put on a spring-like smiley face, jumped off his own goblin felling machine, and pulled Brother Thrall to visit the dozen ordnance lines here. A posture was inspected by the reception leader.
"Aha, in order to show the sincerity of our rusty water tyrants, this batch of tanks and artillery ordered by Garrosh, as well as the firearms and ammunition that have been shipped out of the warehouse, I am willing to hand them over to the new government of the rebels for free and overthrow Garrosh. Pseudo-regime! For the tribe! "
Well, using Garrosh's money to express your sincerity, this kind of thing can only be played by goblins without any pressure.
The final obstacle was solved. There were no more enemies in front of the rebels. Garrosh's deepest hall was completely undefended.
In the deepest hall, here is the secret room where the heart of Yashaji is stored.
Garrosh had heard the noise from the hallway outside. He adjusted his armor, squeezed the wicked tomahawk, turned around, and looked calmly at the door of the chamber.
The heart of Yashaji was suspended above his head, fixed firmly with several thick iron chains, and the heart was still trembling regularly at this moment.
The looming twilight energy condenses out of the heart, and connects to Garrosh's body like a vascular tube, continuously delivering the essence of the ancient gods.
The heavy door was slowly pushed open, and there was a harsh friction, and Garrosh sighed silently in the hall.
"Shut up, Garrosh, all you did is not for the tribe, but to push the tribe into an irreparable abyss."
A crowd of figures appeared on the high platform at the entrance of the hall. Thrall, holding the hammer of destruction, looked down at Garrosh in the hall below the heart of the ancient god.
Garrosh looked up and looked at Thrall for a moment, then. . .
"It's you, you chose me! It's you who told me what is the glory of the orc! It's you that made me carry this important task! Since you don't trust me, why did you choose me again?"
Garrosh roared at Thrall, holding in his hand a giant axe condensed by the evil spirit, and a few eyeballs and creeping tentacles grew on the axe.
"In the beginning, I chose you because you are full of loyalty to the tribe, you love everything about the tribe, and love the brothers and sisters here! At the beginning, you still have glory and justice, but now, look at what you have done, all this Have left you. "
"Hahaha, you are not qualified to judge me, and you are not qualified to accuse me! All I did was for the tribe!"
Garrosh raised the battle axe in his hand and pointed at the crowd on the high platform.
"And you, the great Thrall, you are just a hypocritical politician in my eyes! You make the tribe weaker, and for the so-called political purpose, you are even willing to cooperate with this group of alliance dogs! You make the tribe masked Shame! You shame the orc ancestors! You shame the glory of the warrior! "
Saying ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Garrosh swept King Varian and Jaina again with a battle axe, and looked at the Union flag with disgust.
"You let Union Dog set foot on our land, you let Union Dog share our resources, and you invite Union Dog to participate in our traditional ceremony, for what! Politics, gold coins, and what you call an international reputation!"
Garrosh gave a hard sip and sneered.
"And I will let you know what a real tribe is and what is an orthodox and glorious tribe, not your weak political tricks!"
Thrall listened quietly, then sighed heavily.
"You never care about and understand all this. Maybe it was my biggest mistake to choose you at the beginning. Maybe you are only suitable to be a great governor. Stay away from everything that does not belong to you and is not suitable for you."
"So ... fight."