"Hmph--"
The other party grabbed the battle axe with one hand, which was a naked humiliation for a deep rock berserker. His arms were tense, and his already thick muscles were even more prominent as if they were bubbles. But even though he used his strength, he could not move his axe at all, not only backwards or forwards, but he had to know that his strength was enough to lift a tank.
Even under the huge strength of his legs, cracks appeared on the solid table.
"you--"
Graham gritted his teeth and his face turned red, but the other party held his axe with one hand the most unacceptable thing.
The next second, his palm suddenly heated up, his gloves were ripped out of his hand, and his axe was taken away from his hand.
"Plasma? Is this a plasma weapon?"
Soshiyang looked at the sharp blade of the exquisite axe and found that it was different from the power weapon of the Empire, with plasma attached to it.
"you!"
The battle axe that was taken away from the clan symbol almost made Graham crazy. He almost made a vow of revenge, but Soshyan returned it immediately.
"Sorry, I'm curious for a moment."
Graham held the axe for a long time and finally could only snort and jump back to the ground. However, he did not sit back on the chair, but stood aside with the axe in his arms and stared at Soshiyan with hostility.
At this time, Eldergrim also noticed that Soshyan was not really hostile and immediately chose a new set of rhetoric.
"Commander General Soshyan, the Alliance has been observing you. Judging from your series of measures, we can judge that you are not a... rigid person. You are very flexible in both tactical and policy. I believe you can also see the common interests of each other, which is definitely more profitable than hostility."
Soshiyang laughed, and the indifference just now disappeared, then sat back on the chair, as if he was a moody warlord.
He crossed his hands, looked at Elder Grim over his fingertips, and said:
"I also accidentally saw one of your products before...the product, called compression-"
“Compression towel.”
The smile on Elder Grim's face became brighter and brighter, as if nothing had happened just now.
"Commander General, you really have vision. That is the recent flagship product of the Star Trade Guild under our alliance! It is very popular!"
"Well, it has a strong disinfection and sterilization effect and is very valuable on the battlefield, especially since soldiers often need to fight in harsh environments and fight against sub-space enemies. Wound infection is one of the most common causes of casualties."
“How much do you need?”
"How many of you have?"
Elder Grim's expression did not change much, but he quickly calculated in his heart that this product was not invented by their alliance, but a plagiarized creativity. Wotan has a patent protection law, and it is okay to sell it privately, but once a large-scale transaction is made public, the main person who goes to the Supreme Civil Court of Wotan to sue, he will definitely lose the case and pay astronomical compensation. Even if they have the strongest legal team of the Wotan Alliance, they are known as the Ginza-Heart Pizza Hut, there will not be much room for rotation.
"Because it is a new product, the production capacity is..."
After spending a few seconds to find the strategy, Elder Grim said slowly:
"...It is probably not enough to meet the huge demands of the Expeditionary Force, but we can improve the process, reduce its area, and achieve a higher output. This compression bandage is probably enough."
Since compressed towels cannot be used, just change their appearance and name so that their legal department will have a way to deal with the prosecution. As for technology and technology, there is room for pulling.
Soshiyang raised an eyebrow.
"No problem, as long as the effect can be maintained."
Neither side negotiated the price, because after all, it involved the "gray" topic of short people. Whether they were sub-humans, aliens or ambiguities, but Soshiyan's identity was destined to be impossible to cooperate directly with the other party, so there would be a "middleman", and this person was Zorge.
So Soshiyan came here mainly to understand that the real bargaining and ordering process was not carried out at this time. Zorg will sign a trade agreement with short people as a private buyer in the future. After this trade agreement will be transferred to a Galaxy Federation Trade Guild. Then the logistics department of the Expeditionary Force will purchase from this Joint Trade Guild, which has obtained military supply qualifications. In this way, after several changes, it will not easily involve some big figures.
Another point is that Soshiyan wants to learn more about the mysterious race of short people.
At this time, Soshiyang looked at the other people and smiled:
"Mr. Eldergrim, don't you introduce some of them?"
"Oh, I was negligent."
Elder Grim patted his head, then pointed his hand at the stove in a windbreaker.
"This is Ondrey, the pioneer lieutenant of the Traveler Pioneer, and the leading team has explored thirty-nine Lost galaxies."
The so-called long-distance travelers are scouts and adventurers in the Wotan Alliance. During battle, they will provide reconnaissance and hunting services for the Iron Group, the fighting organization of the Wotan Alliance. In non-war, they will form independent small groups, cross the galaxy and leave footprints in the ancient dust of the lost satellites, or ride fast motorcycles across the scorching plains, or walk through dangerous carnivorous jungles - this is the daily life of the most knowledgeable long-distance travelers.
The travelers' teams will leave the clan for a long time, from a shorter than a decade or even hundreds of years, entering dark and deep space that is more remote than the farthest trade route, or shining the light of a searchlight into an area that has long been judged by the Alliance as lost or prohibited.
In many cultures in the Milky Way, this wandering wanderer may belong to abandoned or unsociable loners, becoming a symbol of the social structure that resists the closure. However, choosing to be a member of the vanguard in the Wotan Alliance will bring noble honors to the entire race, and only the most adventurous gentry is qualified to become a vanguard.
After listening to the introduction, Soshiyang immediately nodded to the other party.
"Hello, Captain Ondre."
"It's a great honor, Commander-in-Chief Soshyan."
Next was the angry half-naked furnace descendant.
"This is the patriarch of the Iron Beard Clan of the Deep Rock Mining Guild, the Rock Brokener Graham."
The so-called Deep Rock Mining Guild is actually an organization of a group of miners. However, these miners are not just able to mine. They almost represent the most powerful furnace descendants in the flesh - probably some kind of transformation technology that Soshiyan does not understand. In short, these Deep Rock miners can move in the nebula plagued by radiation, the planets with extremely low temperatures, and the broken crust deep in the extremely high temperatures, and even the nightmarish space waste ships floating in the tides of subspace, and pride themselves on bravely defeating these.
Chapter completed!