Chapter 887

There is a saying that Fisher is also used to living a good life, completely forgetting what a real poor life is like. He feels that 6,000 tons of steel can’t even build hundreds of tanks, and building a warship is just one, but for For a country with a productive environment like Kul Tiras, it is a huge sum of money. Even in Dai Lin's eyes, steel is more important than hospitals and medicines.

  Because the empire itself has not come into contact with several similar classical civilizations, it does not have strict ethics like the Starfleet. The rules are clear and clear.

  So Fisher randomly pulled the past supplies from the inventory. Some of Kul Tiras can be used immediately, and some are not urgently needed, but some are better than nothing.

  After explaining to his wife how rich the empire is (in fact, Dai Lin doesn’t know how rich it is), these materials may be insignificant to the empire like a piece of bread casually discarded, Catherine became a little frightened from anger.

   "These things, I am afraid that our gold is not enough to pay!"

   "It's okay, we can't afford to pay, are there anyone else?"

Dai Lin grinned and looked at it with a bulletproof flap in her hand. I could see that this thing was manufactured in batches. Not only was each flap exactly the same, it also had the factory date on it. He also asked the Marines to try it. After testing the defensive power of this bullet-proof flapper, it was found that the Seiko Flintlocks could not even leave a mark on it. In other words, Kul Tiras's Pike Team (Dwarf Musketeers) had been abandoned.

  However, it is only relative to these body armors. The musket hitting the orcs is still very good. Those idiots with an average height of two meters may still be alive and kicking down with a sword, but if they crash up, they definitely have to lie down.

   "We can't use up these bulletproof vests. We can also sell them to dwarves or Stormwind!"

Dai Lin did not mention Lordaeron. The most powerful human kingdom in the alliance is now over. The Scourge is raging, and countless citizens are fleeing. Kul Tiras has accommodated no less than 100,000 refugees during this time, so that food is available. It’s a bit tight, but fortunately, the empire also understands the situation. There are dozens of containers of food delivered every hour. Now Dai Lin has mobilized almost all civilians in the city to help transport the materials delivered from the portal. , The results are still piled up.

Hundreds of thousands of people were busy for three days, and finally the first batch of aid from the empire was almost cleaned up. Then Dai Lin didn’t care about rest, and took the mage to scan the bookstores and warehouses up and down the capital city to get some help. The books that arrived tried to find a way to get a brand new copy, and then took out the gold, silver and gems from the treasury and sent it to the portal.

Although the warehouse can starve mice to death, Dai Lin is not worried, because the empire has already said that all these materials will be handed over to him for arrangement, and they can be traded to other countries if they are not used up, but the price should not be too outrageous. The price shall prevail, and the price shall not be raised!

And Dai Lin could only say to Fisher that he is the emperor who does not lose money. People think about how broad the pattern is, so he asked his messenger to contact the dwarf and other countries, saying that he had food and medicine on hand, and The high-quality steel ingots will be wholesaled to you at the cost price! Come here if you want!

  Although some people suggested to take this opportunity to make a fortune, Dai Lin still strictly guarded her bottom line, joking, didn’t see the emperor say that this is the first batch, he can still tell the difference after a full meal!

  Of course, now everyone is financially squeezing, and a few allies may not be able to digest these materials, so Dai Lin went to the experts of the Imperial Assistance Group to ask how to convert these materials into combat effectiveness as quickly as possible.

   "This is easy!"

  Without the need for experts, Farah, the versatile staff of the Imperial Staff, turned on his tactical tablet and found an encrypted folder.

  "Indigenous small blast furnace was launched, simple blasting equipment was manufactured, 67 kinds of gunpowder ratio..."

Although Farah deliberately suggested that the Imperial Staff directly fire laser guns, he checked the quality of the Kul Tiran sailors these days. Although they are considered elite, the feudal army knows everything. I am afraid that they can fire laser guns directly. The guy can kill half of his own people. As for live ammunition weapons, don't even think about it. Even if AK is not enough for these people to learn, and there is no stable logistics base, it will not solve the problem for the empire to send bullets for a while.

So Farah’s plan is to start with a hand grenade, a big killer that is suitable for all ages. Anyway, this thing does not need to know the three points and the line. People with strong strength will lose them after a few days of training. When the sailors see people. Throw the thunder first, and then carry the sword up to the harvest after the explosion is finished, wouldn't it be nice?

As for the original Musketeers, Farah himself asked Laiyang Metal to place an order for a bunch of seamless steel pipes, and clashed with a few colleagues with tools for an afternoon, and they produced dozens of smooth bores. Shotgun.

  Although black gunpowder is far less powerful than smokeless gunpowder, it is still enough to take it away.

In addition, Farah also moved out the storm assault tactics, disrupted the original army establishment of Kul Tiras, and formed a shipborne assault squad. The squad includes shotgunners, grenadiers, and shield players. They are both offensive and defensive. Up training.

In addition, because Dai Lin was still thinking about her daughter, the navy's warships could not make any other improvements, so the empire experts also made some bombs for the ship-borne cannons to replace the old-fashioned cannons. Solid shells, but because the output of the experts' hands was not high, Dai Lin still ordered that those precious flowering shells were not allowed to be used as a last resort.

Just one month’s training has given the entire navy a new look. There is no mess of cloth armor and leather armor. The sailors who have replaced the uniform helmet and body armor have the best spirits. Even Dai Lin herself has lost the uniform of the admiral. And the three-cornered hat, they changed into a bulletproof vest with a green mark, but Dai Lin looked at her men and still felt that there was something wrong.

   "Well, it's not right, you guys, all of you have such long hair and beards, which look weird! Shave them all off!"

  Thinking about the imperial soldiers that she had met, Dai Lin remembered, it seemed that the soldiers had short hair and neatly shaved beards.

  Sure enough, after cleaning up personal hygiene cleanly, the sailors are in another look. Dai Lin is very satisfied.

   "Good! Very energetic!"

  (End of this chapter)