"Bang"

The door to MI7 in New Stormwind City was pushed open, and a middle-aged man in a cowboy hat and uniform grabbed a stack of papers and broke into Master Shore's office under the watchful eyes of other busy intelligence analysis agents.

"Something's wrong."

The agent placed the document on the desk in front of Shore, and the Assassin Master put down the razor in his hand, rubbing his cheek as he opened it, causing Shore's eyes to squint at the first line.

"When?"

He looked up, and the agent in front of him gestured his fingers:

"30 minutes ago, the front-line fighters of the Seventh Legion lost all their positions, but fortunately, before the bugs were surrounded, the goblins' airships rescued them, and the loss of personnel was not much, but the missing ones, I'm afraid they have been..."

"Goblins?"

Shore shook his head:

"When did the Hot Sand Consortium become so friendly to the Empire? He also took the initiative to send an airship to rescue our soldiers, which didn't look right. ”

"They're not friendly, head."

The cowboy hat agent grimaced with a sneering expression, took a note from his pocket, and placed it on the paper:

"They charge a fee... Each soldier is 200 gold, and we will have to pay them more than 50,000 gold for this evacuation alone, but the goblins have spread the word that this money can be settled in another way, and that they are willing to provide us with enough weapons and gunpowder at a 7% discount until the Zerg trouble in the Tanaris Desert is completely solved..."

"The goblins are scared."

Shore tossed the magical image on the table, the image of the ground taken by the mages of the Seventh Legion as they evacuated, and in that blurred image, the billowing yellow sand covered in black bugs was enough to make anyone lose the appetite for lunch.

Leaning back in his office chair, the Master Assassin picked up his razor again and began to clean up his appearance, his eyes shining with thought in the process.

"It's clear that the Hot Sand Consortium wants to take this opportunity to renew their relationship with us, and their initiative seems to represent a deeper meaning... Perhaps, the green-skinned dwarfs saw the threat of the worms, and they wanted to "hire" us, just like they hired those mercenaries, etc... I know! ”

Shore's eyes closed, he turned his chair, trimming his beard without looking back, and said to the agent behind him:

"Has the news spread to the other kingdoms?"

"Well, according to your request, this information about the Zerg is transmitted in real time."

"Very well, speak to the kings on my behalf... Immediately send an envoy to invite the Goblin Consortium of Garkison to join the "Kalimdor Anti-Worm Front", and then make those goblins who want to join us pay more... Now it's them begging us! This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! ”

The Master Assassin's order made clear to the cowboy hat agent behind him, but before leaving, he asked:

"Head, now that most of the desert is occupied by bugs, are those agents we sent out trying to shrink the front?"

"Huh?"

Shore, who was shaving, heard the stupid question asked by his subordinates, and he frowned and said:

"Why did you withdraw it?"

"Doesn't the fact that the bugs are pouring out of the nest mean that the nest in the depths of the Great Rift is empty? Isn't it time for agents to show what they're up to? Gather all the high-level agents we have on hand, carry enough explosives and destructive devices, and form them into a team! Well, let's call it "Thunder Agents". ”

"Smack"

Stroking his smooth chin and putting the sharp razor aside, Shore whispered:

"I'll take them with me personally... Go and give the bugs a "surprise"! ”

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The green, heavy wooden boxes had been removed from the black steam trucks by the human soldiers and neatly piled up on the training ground at the southern end of the Shining Plains, which had been the training ground of the Seventh Legion and was now urgently called up as a temporary camp for the first combined forces to rush to the Tanaris Desert.

To be precise, the Combined Forces are only a special unit that was formed just 5 days ago, and it was formed to deal with the growing threat of insects in the Desert of Tanaris, and this force includes the combat wing of the Seventh Legion of the Stormwind Kingdom, the prestigious Gray Wolf Brigade of the Kingdom of Gilneis, the Royal Knights of the Kingdom of Lordaeron, and the Highland Archswordsmen from Stormgard.

These are some of the most famous units of the Human Empire, as well as a "death row unit" made up of centaur captives, and in addition to that, there are some special "members".

The Blightcaster Druids, who know the Zermen very well, are mostly a force of the Night Elves and the Blackstone Clan sent by the Horde, led by the young Overseers Thrall and Garrosh, hundreds of Darkspear Troll Headhunters, and tall Minotaur warriors from the Mogaure Plains, the strongest warriors in Kalimdor and all of Azeroth are few in number, but no one dares to underestimate them.

Finally, there is the hidden and powerful power... The Wilderness Demigod Agamagan, a mysterious and powerful being, signaled thousands of Boar Warriors to join the force, and according to the Patriarch of the Blightcaller, the Wilderness Demigod would even appear on the battlefield himself if necessary.

Led by the Human Empire and organized in Kalimdor, the "Anti-Worm Front", a temporary group in response to the disaster, had just identified the commander of this operation 1 day ago... It was a Night Elf who had experienced the Battle of Quicksand 1,000 years ago.

Vandall. Deer Helmet!

Of course, after this decision was made, it was opposed by both the human empire and the tribes, but because the human empire could not come up with a commander who had enough influence in all races, the kings were too young, not only the other races were not at ease, but even the kings themselves were not at ease, after all, this was a grand multi-race joint war.

And Uther, who was originally the most suitable for this position, the only remaining great knight, had gone to Northrend to take over the command of His Majesty Alsace in the Borean Tundra half a month ago, and the orcs had not yet made a decision on whether to join the "Great War of Silisus" because the Great Chief and the chiefs had not yet made a decision, so it was impossible for the orcs who were extremely good at fighting to command the legion.

In the end, under the coordination of several parties, because the opponents could not come up with a replacement candidate, they could only let the vengeful Deer Helmet become the commander of the joint forces, but the Deer Helmet also commanded the Cadore army against the Bugmen 1000 years ago, at least in terms of seniority, coupled with the temporary counterattack of the Thanaris bugs, under the effect of various factors, the participants of the anti-Worm Front could only pinch their noses and admit the situation.

The first batch of combined fighters are about to rush to the desert battlefield, these fighters have not even run in with each other, no one knows how much combat they can play, but the bugs did not give the members of the anti-bug front much time to think, and now no matter how prepared they are, they are going to start fighting the bugs.

Thankfully, these untested warriors don't need to fight the ferocious bugs in hand-to-hand combat.

"Click"

The Great Arms Dealer Hesso, the goblin who rode on the shoulders of the troll, commanded the human soldiers behind him to open the green wooden boxes, revealing the weapons that shone with steel light inside, these weapons were the downgrades accumulated before the production capacity of the Black Iron District was upgraded, and they were not the same as the ones used by the Darkblade infantrymen, but they were enough for the Kalimdor soldiers who currently had a very low level of engineering.

"What kind of weapon is this? I haven't seen it before..."

The commander of the Minotaur unit, young Bane. Bloodhoof looked curiously at the heavy black gun in the box, which was completely different from the steam repeater gun he had used before, developed by the Human Empire, this weapon had a strong dark blade style, and the appearance was extremely simple, basically like several black iron boxes assembled together.

"This is a "cutie" that is 10,000 times better than the gadgets in your hand. ”

Black Cord took the cigar from his mouth and took a puff of smoke at the tall minotaur in front of him, causing Bane to cough and take a few steps back, the minotaur waved his hand and scattered the smoke, and then stepped forward with curiosity, trying to pick up the black firearm, but was stopped by the goblin.

"It's not for you, big man!"

Black Cord screamed:

"These shotguns are for warriors of human size, and they're too light for your size... With such a good body, you are simply a natural battlefield butcher, so Old Hesuo has brought you the most suitable for you..."

The goblin took a puff on his cigar and snapped his fingers, and the troll standing behind him lifted a king-sized one from the green chests and placed it in front of Bane's eyes, and the goblin rubbed his hands together with a philistine expression, and he said with a wicked grin:

"Open it, young man, this is my gift for you..."! ”

Bane is a very simple minotaur, according to the age of the minotaur, the only son of Chief Kane is considered to be a new adult, he didn't think too much about it, so he bent down, in the expectation of the goblin, opened the wooden box, and then lifted a strange-shaped firearm, judging from Bane's expression, this thing is too heavy even for the minotaur.

The giant gun in his hand was still black in the style of the Dark Blade, but unlike the normal shotgun, in front of the black iron lid of this thing, there were six black barrels extending together, as if the six barrels were on the body of a gun, and even more bizarrely, on the left hand side of the iron box, there was a twisting lever similar to a pepper grinder.

Bane had never seen anything like this before, and he curiously grasped the twisting lever and shook it up and down, only to see that with his shaking, the black barrel in front of him began to rotate rapidly.

"Hey! Don't aim at people, cutie, this thing is dangerous! ”

Blackrope screamed and jumped away from the turning barrel of the gun, and the exchange between the minotaur and the goblin also attracted many soldiers who had obtained the new weapon, and the humans, elves, and ignorant boar people with guns had never seen this weapon in Bane's hand, and they gathered together and whispered about how to use this thing.

And on the training ground behind them, elves and boars who were first exposed to thermal weapons were familiarizing themselves with the performance of the guns in their hands under the guidance of human soldiers.

"Let Hesso teach you, silly boy."

The goblin swallowed the clouds and mist, and at the same time, the hand-in-hand teaching Bane stuck the heavy black magazine on the top of the gun, and then opened the four safety of the gun, and dispersed the surrounding onlookers, the goblin stood next to the Minotaur's lap, pointing to a huge stone 200 yards in front of the training ground.

"Aim at the stone... Then shake hard! ”

Bane nodded, his left hand resting on the weapon's twisting lever, he took a deep breath and began to shake the twisting lever downward, and the next moment, in front of the high-speed spinning black barrel, a terrifying storm of bullets was like thunder and tearing cloth, like flying arrows, frantically shooting towards the boulder in front of him.

In just 3 seconds, a single bullet for a demonstration was completely emptied, and the boulder in front of him, which required dozens of people to move, had turned into debris rolling all over the ground.

This terrifying power made all the soldiers, including Bane, stunned, and some of the Night Elves even closed their eyes and began to pray, these simple forest elves had never seen such a frantic weapon.

"Look! This is the "gift" of the old Hesuo! ”

Hei Suo looked at the dull eyes of the people around him, he proudly flicked the cigarette butt aside, jumped onto the ammunition box, spread his arms, and shouted to the soldiers in front of him:

"I call it the Pepper Grinder, but don't be fooled by this innocuous name... Shoots 800 rounds per minute, can carry armor-piercing, high-explosive and special ammunition, has an effective range of 350 yards, is human-driven, and of course, we can also provide a matching steam-powered device if you need it, but in that case, the thing can't move freely. ”

"But so what?"

Hei Suo snorted, and a cold light shone in his treacherous eyes:

"It's more powerful than the low-level artillery you're using right now, and best of all, it's cheap... A grinder only costs 10,000 gold, and until the bullets run out, I can guarantee that no bugs will hurt any of you... Once it fires, biu! The end of the bugs is coming! ”

"This thing... We want 30 units! ”

A hoarse voice rang out behind the goblin, and Hesso turned back to see a grim-faced Night Elf in a robe, thornwood cane, accompanied by the Archpatriarch of the Blightburn, slowly approaching the area.

Deer Helmet looked at the "firearm" made of metal in front of him, this term he had just learned yesterday, in the long years of his life, he rarely paid attention to these "strange tricks", but now, even this powerful druid who had lived for 10,000 years had to admit that the weapon brought by Hesso had shocked him.

This is the most visible sign of the progress of other civilizations during the time when the Night Elves are indulging in the glory of the past.

"30 units! That's great! ”

Hesso clapped his hands, he looked at the deer helmet, and whispered:

"If you pay the full amount, you can get a 9% discount~ Mighty Mr. Deer Helmet, IMHO, you need more good things like grinders... And I have a lot of them, do you want to come and see them? ”

"I can guarantee that with these good things, the disgusting bugs will definitely die a miserable death!"