Biogas itself does not have much smell. Although there is a bit of hydrogen sulfide, the smell is actually not too terrible. The key point is the raw materials produced by biogas...
cough!
Even a tough guy like Naozhenhou could hardly bear it.
"I'll kill you! I'm going to kill you"
He held a big ax and chased down several sand sculpture players for nine streets.
"Chief, no! No! If you kill the Alliance soldiers, there might be a war!"
"Thunder roars, there is no need to be angry over a few soldiers!"
First came the Warsong orcs, then Vol'jin, but even though a bunch of people tried to pull him in, they still couldn't hold him back. Finally, it was the tauren leader Cairne Bloodhoof who stopped the red-skinned bull from going on a rampage.
The influence was far from over. After returning, Brainless yelled at his subordinates, who all held their noses and stayed away from him.
However, it is difficult to get water in a poor place like Silithus, and it is difficult to find a place to take a bath.
It wasn't until the next day that I relied on the alliance's water tanker to wash myself off.
The Alliance must at least give an explanation for the fact that the Trident soldiers took the opportunity to humiliate the tribal chief.
McDonald's statement was, "I am very sorry that my soldiers took the opportunity to humiliate Chief Thunder Roar. This will never happen again."
But how to punish it is difficult to define.
After all, the two sides did not start a fight, let alone fight.
The whole thing boils down to whether the face of a brainless roar is worth anything.
Varok, Vol'jin and Kane did not expect that the leader of the alliance would be so fair and strict.
McDonough ordered people to flog the Trident soldiers who made mistakes in front of five thousand soldiers from the Alliance and the Horde.
"Pah! Pah! Pah"
"Ah! No! It hurts! Help! Kill someone."
The screams of the beaten man will definitely shock those who hear them.
The three-meter-long whip made of woven rattan split the skin and flesh as soon as it was whipped, which surprised both Varok and Vol'jin.
This is not some fake beating!
In the distance, [Qi Ya Da Da] lit a cigarette and asked [Speechless and Boring] next to him: "Guess, if you make a mistake, you will be punished. I understand the principle, but why do you smoke [Junchen Tianya] instead of [Speechless Boring]?"
Not us?"
"Hey, wasn't it yesterday that the boss occasionally conducted a system group self-examination on the 100th anniversary of the founding of the Solar System Branch of the Council of Galactic Order, and suddenly discovered that [Junchen] had spread more than 600 [XX Twin Ponytail Lolita]
I almost caused a crowd explosion when I went up with something like that, so I punished [the monarch and his ministers] severely in anger."
[God-Eating Oath] next to him clapped his hands: "Oh, I understand. [Monarchs and Ministers] offer sacrifices to the sky, their power is boundless!"
[Shui Zhaoyang] cried loudly: "Gou Junchen, can't you create a group of cars to store these things?"
…
Well, come back to it. Orcs are often face-blind when looking at humans.
Brainless yelled that he didn't recognize who blew him up, as he felt that all humans looked the same.
Wo'jin actually saw through it, but he didn't say it out loud.
The deep hatred between humans and orcs cannot be eliminated so easily. There are always some radical guys who will cause trouble, but at least the situation is still under control. At least the alliance has given a relatively fair attitude, and this matter has been solved.
On the same day, Tyrande came to see McDonald again during the night elves' working hours.
McDonald, who had already had a premonition, didn't even do the routine maintenance of rifle grenades. He was waiting for Tyrande in the meeting room of the largest bunker in the leader's barracks at Black Dragon Post.
Tyrande looked at the sullen McDonald and smiled: "What? If the Windrunner sisters are busy, I can do it for them."
Obviously she came with two guards, but she treated her guards as nothing.
McDonald said calmly: "No need."
"No, I just came to thank you. You saved the night elves from a major loss. This little girl has nothing to repay..."
"Bah! Please, don't imitate those idiots!" McDonald couldn't stand it any longer. He held his forehead on the spot, and his head was covered with black lines. The cultural output was really terrible.
"Pfft!" Tyrande smiled brightly, and Mount Hyjal continued to sway: "I am not such an indifferent nuisance. I really just came to thank you. Also, say sorry, let the Kaldorei internal affairs
You are in trouble."
"It's okay. Only when all races and countries in the alliance are stable will the alliance be stable. By the way, what are you doing here this time?"
It's a bit fake to come here just to say thank you.
Tyrande raised his eyebrows: "No, I am telling you that when the alliance enters a period of peace, even if it is a short-term peace, I will launch an offensive against you."
"Hmph!"×2
As expected, the cold snorts of the two Windrunners came from the door behind McDonald's.
McDonald's just wants to die. Why did you come here in the middle of the night to announce the declaration of war?
"You...don't come here for such a stupid thing." McDonald couldn't help but pointed to the door: "Liadrin, see you off!"
"I will be back." Tyrande waved her pink fist and sounded like an anime villain.
McDonald really regrets letting her get in touch with sandbox players.
But before she left, McDonald glanced at the two female guards.
"What? Do you have a problem with my commander, Delaryn Summer Moon, or Veronara?"
McDonald's heart moved and he said calmly: "No, this is the first time we meet. Hello."
"Hello, leader!" The two women bowed and saluted.
Seemingly nothing happened, the two parties separated.
McDonald always felt that Tyrande was acting strange tonight.
He couldn't even think of it. This was a test.
Returning to the highest bunker in Cenarion Fortress, in this room that belonged only to Tyrande, a priest attendant helped Tyrande take off his cloak, and Tyrande stood back.
"Delaryn, Veronara, are you wondering why I insist on betraying McDonald?"
The two commanders were silent for a while and nodded in unison.
"Of course I am close to him because he is the chosen one who can exert the power of the goddess Elune. But on the other hand, he is a man who controls destiny. I firmly believe that he has spied quite a few fragments of destiny."
"Ah!" The two women lost their voices at the same time.
"Man is a creature that seeks good fortune and avoids misfortune. Looking at his many actions, we know that he rarely directly interferes in the internal affairs of the alliance countries. Anyone who he can't help but attack, there is probably something wrong with him. Likewise,
A strong person who can save will most likely reach out and find a way to help. You guys, you have to be careful."
"ah."
"knew."
The two women replied.
At this time, Tyrande, who was bathed in the moonlight, picked up the cup, took a sip of the moon well water, licked the water droplets at the corner of his mouth with his sexy tongue, and said in a voice that was almost whispering: "Oh, my little hero, I am growing fond of you.
The more I am obsessed with you. You are my best choice both in public and private matters. Tell me, what should I do with you?"
Time has entered February, and the Yash Hive in the north of Cenarion Fortress and the surrounding Twilight camps have been cleared.
The focus began to be placed on the Zora Hive in the west of Silithus and the Rhaego Hive in the southeast. The Alliance established Southwind Outpost in the east, which is now two writing posts read as fortresses, and one writing fortress.
The things that destroyed the village formed a horned force.
After the railway was connected, the Alliance army began to press southward unstoppably, approaching the Beetle Wall!
