Alvin quickly finalized a sponsorship plan with the dwarf prince Volstagg...

These dwarves are not living a bad life...

But if any country wants to enjoy life during a war, it would be a bit of a fantasy...

They have no shortage of food, fungi plants grown underground, and some ferns can meet their daily needs.

The vast underground world of Nidwinir is home to a large number of strange animals, which is the source of their meat.

The biggest problem for the dwarves now is that the salt lake is always being harassed, leaving a huge gap in their salt supply.

The dwarves' army is not bad, and they can certainly defeat those ferocious beasts...

However, searching for a few ferocious beasts in a vast underground space requires huge manpower and material resources.

There are still millions of cyborgs on the surface that have not been eliminated. How can the dwarf troops escape?

Those cyborgs have been looking for the entrance to the underground and want to wipe the dwarves from this planet.

The total population of the dwarves is not as large as these invading biochemicals!

Faced with this kind of pressure, the dwarves really had no intention of caring about the issue of a little salt, and all the troops had been withdrawn and sent to the front line for defense.

The worst thing is that these dwarves are addicted to alcohol, and the production of alcohol cannot keep up...

Wartime food controls limited the amount of wine they could make. Maybe in a few months they would have to rely on drinking water to quench their thirst...

This is too cruel for a dwarf warrior!

Alvin didn't care at all about the "beast" Volstagg said...

If you are not free, where can I be?

Isn’t there a lack of salt? Does the earth lack this thing?

Let the vanguard of the Earth enter the scene first. Those in charge of negotiations must have some gifts that can be used to open up the situation.

Neither “salt” nor “wine” is a problem for the earth…

If we can rely on these two things to establish a good cooperative relationship with these dwarves, it will be very beneficial to the earth...

Of course, keep those "beasts" for now...

At a certain period of time, rushing down to chop them down to harvest the last bit of "goodwill" and squeezing out the last bit of their value would be considered as living up to Bazel's "good intentions"...

Bazel watched in surprise as Alvin opened a space door and made a call to two people named "Harvey" and "Raymond"...

Bazel did not listen carefully to the specific content, but he looked through the space door at the bustling city scene opposite.

The dwarf pulled his beard in disbelief and kept muttering to himself, "Why is the earth like this?

They built such a tall building without any magical protection..."

After Alvin made the call and explained everything that needed to be explained clearly, he looked at "country bumpkin" Bazell and said with a little pride: "Brother, you can go back and pick up your family.

We have two large machining centers here, and I need you to refit a new machining center as quickly as possible...

We will have a large army coming soon, and I need a lot of "Warhammer" armor.

No tricks this time...

What we want is ‘practicability’ plus cheap, cheap, cheap...”

Bazel listened and nodded excitedly.

He is a smart man and knows what he should do now...

There was no other way for him to go except to work conscientiously and win the favor of his new boss.

"I'll go back right away. It will take about three days for me and my family to arrive...

One of my 'atomic furnaces' needs to be dismantled and moved...

That's the most valuable thing in our family, and I don't want to leave it to those bastards."

As Bazel looked at the indifferent expression on Alvin's face, he said a little embarrassedly: "Boss...

Can you send a few pairs of soldiers and a few teams of 'eight-legged robots' to protect me?

In fact, I still have some possessions, and I want to bring them all over."

As he spoke, Bazel carefully looked at the smiling expression on Alvin's face, and he said a little nervously: "I have a lot of alloy information there, which has been accumulated by the family for thousands of years.

I guess Boss Stark would be interested...

but……

I wish these were paid!

We can work, but I hope we remain free people..."

Alvin nodded generously...

Bazel's request is not too much...

I already got what I wanted, so there was really no need to deprive him of all his property.

In the future, their workplace will be on Earth. No matter how much money he exchanges, it only makes sense to spend it!

And this guy may be needed to participate in the research on runes in the future...

Where can slaves have subjective initiative?

Alvin looked at the excited Bazel. After thinking for a while, he contacted the Russian Ivan who did not show up...

This kind of escort mission is very suitable for his gang of mercenaries, and if you want to mobilize the eight-legged robot, you really need to go through him.

Ivan obviously also knew about Bazel. He painfully agreed to Alvin's request and said he would set off immediately...

Alvin hung up the communication and looked at Bazel, smiling and said: "Just wait here, someone will pick you up soon.

But let me remind you, don’t play tricks...

The guy who came to pick you up is not someone who is easy to talk to like Stark and me..."

Bazel kept nodding his head to show that he understood...

Then he hesitated and said: "If you trust me, you can hand over the wreckage of Ares 4 to me.

I know that you have a lot of Uru metal stored in the Dwarf King's warehouse. I can borrow the royal family's "atomic furnace" to quickly repair Ares 4 for you.

What I said before was not a lie, I am the best dwarf blacksmith, and I can bring you an invincible mecha..."

Alvin shook his head in amusement after hearing this, but he still happily took out Ares 4 and handed it to Bazel.

This guy wants to use Ares 4 to really show off his skills, why should you stop him?

This is his "project" that he wants to curry favor with, and Alvin isn't worried at all about him playing tricks or not doing his best...

Glancing at the excited Bazel, Alvin raised his head and said, "Jarvis, give our dwarf engineer a barrel of beer.

If he has any other requirements, we will try our best to satisfy him..."

As he spoke, Alvin turned around and picked up the electromagnetic rifle from the equipment box. He pulled the bolt handsomely and walked out while saying to Bazel: "You can rest for a while and wait for Ivan to come to you."

Yes, you are setting off.

It's up to you to modify Ares 4, I'm not in a hurry anyway..."

…………

Eagle Eye lies on the top of a stone pillar...

The sniper-type electromagnetic rifle in his hand would emit a hexagonal steel rod from time to time, penetrating the body of one or even several biochemical soldiers...

Shot through the head of a cyborg and protected an Avengers soldier from retreating...

Hawkeye turned his gun to a clearing...

The Avengers' former S.H.I.E.L.D. field team designed a trap with him and are driving and luring as many cyborgs as possible toward this location.

Hawkeye recorded the number of kills today in the small notebook beside him...

There are 36 of them. As long as you kill 4 of them, you will get the reward of doubling this month’s bonus...

Hawkeye has no interest in the VIP card of Yade Nightclub...

A VIP card with no money in it is harmful to the pockets of workers...

That damn nightclub, the half-discount on drinks is not cheap at all...

A "lap dance" for those beautiful girls costs at least 800 yuan. If you look at it in half, it will make a person with a family feel pain for a long time...

The worst thing is that that bastard Yade put the change exchange position in the backstage closest to the girls' lounge...

And the smallest face value is actually five yuan!

Any man who wants to save face has to give generously under the gaze of many coolly dressed girls.

When you come out of there, you will be embarrassed to sit close to the stage without holding dozens of five-yuan bills in your hands.

Hawkeye considers himself a practical person, and he is planning to move his wife and children to live in Hell's Kitchen.

This super agent who has experienced all crises knows clearly that Hell's Kitchen is the safest place he can find.
To be continued...