For Thrall, the knowledge he gained after coming to Earth was a brand new experience. For him, science, arms, and movies were all new worlds that made him obsessed with. In such a dozen days, he worked hard to learn human words, language, and analyze human history and culture. Of course, besides various books, what he paid the most attention to was naturally those TV programs and movies.

It is very interesting. This kind of human entertainment activity is very inspiring and educational. Even if an outsider like Thrall dies with aliens while watching Independence Day, his heart, which has been calm because of war and death, is pounding.

Cannon fodder convening order.

Of course he could see that such movies could inspire a coward to stand up at critical moments and fight for something. However, those who make movies could hide behind, speak sarcastic words, look at the scenery, etc., which could be said to be shameless.

However, what he unexpectedly expected was that Wang Jie, who gave him the biggest blow, was also a member of this industrial system. The programs he participated in could be easily seen in the small cinema on the aircraft carrier. Of course, it was just a study of this person.

"Dongdong" sounded like a knock on the door. After Saar said that he had come in, Garona pushed open the study room, walked in, and said, "Chief, our people are ready to use human fighter jets to conduct a test flight. Do you want to go and see?"

Saar nodded and said, "I should go and see it."

It should be said that for the members of the tribe, learning to drive this ship is a very wonderful experience, and it usually takes several years to master the use of various instruments and icons. However, with the help of the smartest existence of the goblins and blood elves, within just over a dozen days, with the help of those operating procedures books and the captured officers and soldiers, they have basically mastered the technology of how to operate this fleet.

With the physical talents of orcs, trolls and other races, they can be said to be able to operate these weapons easily. According to human standards, fighter pilots should be the strongest 1% strong man to be competent. Otherwise, who can withstand the reaction brought by the supersonic sound barrier?

The pilot was a young orc man in green skin, Sizhuang. The adventure of not flying a giant axe made him very excited. After all, as an army that flies with two-legged dragons most of the time, you suddenly let him fly with such an iron wall, no one will be nervous. Although the shamans have already attached the blessing of floating techniques to him and have also explained the tricks of how to drive. They have also trained on those computers countless times, and now it is time to see the results.

There is no way, let's go, who is on the deck, the chief is watching!

He looked at the chief Thrall, and standing with him were several other big figures of the tribe, Kane's Blood Hoof, Sylvanas, and others. He nodded and signaled that the human being was ready.

Press the start button, prepare and take off, everything went so smoothly. After all, I had the experience of riding a two-legged flying dragon. The orc pilot, Sizhuang suddenly shouted happily, without saying anything, and felt that this high-speed takeoff process almost boiled all over his body. The speed of this f16 fighter was very high, and he jumped up on the deck and soared.

Watching the fire brought by the fighter takeoff, Sylvanas raised his head and said, "It's a very amazing design, isn't it, Sal."

Thrall nodded and said, "A such a low cost requires only a little training. An ordinary human can use such a powerful weapon at any time. The effect is almost as good as the ultimate move released by a great magician. It's really powerful."

Sylvanas said: "Since that's the case, why don't I allow me to transform some of these soldiers and become undeads? They will greatly expand our strength, right?"

Thrall looked at her and said, "No, Sylvanas, can't you see that? The humans in this world are taking a completely different path from us. Our whole people are soldiers. They are the proportion of soldiers, even a small part. We rely on the body and magic. They use various machines. Well, although those goblins have many interesting inventions, in the final analysis, their weapons use material power to replace human power. Thousands of human servants will not enhance you much power, but will only bring a lot of burden and delay our time. What we lack the most is time."

Sylvanas listened to Thrall's words and looked at the sky. As an archer, Sylvanas's eyesight was unparalleled. The fighter jet drew long tails in the sky, similar to the fighter jets that had been bombing them overnight. He knew that the tribe had mastered this technology, but like the magic materials since casting, these things were also seriously dependent on those arms reserves.

She replied: "How confident are you in the following plan? We just suffered a great failure. As an ally, I didn't complain about anything, but we can no longer afford to lose."

Thrall sighed and said, "Dear Sylvanas, how long have we been fighting side by side? Although our situation is very difficult now, we have not lost the main force after all, but have lost those precious materials. I especially agree with a particularly strategic and philosophical saying from that young man country, people and land have lost, people and land have lost, and we should not care too much about such gains and losses every foot. Now, the most important thing is that the Burning Legion must have locked in this world. Of course, if they want to truly invade this world, they must have completely occupied our world. Now, according to what my latest tribe members who came here said, before they came, they noticed that the alliance seemed to release some magical power and completely defeat the main force of the Burning Legion. The effect is very good. Therefore, Azeroth can still hold on for a longer time than we expected."

Sylvanas said: "I understand you, this is something that has been confirmed...is there anything, Chief Woking."

Wojin was a troll, tall and tall, suddenly walked over and said, "Chief, my people just heard that there seemed to be a fierce quarrel in those humans. They were very dishonest. Look, do you want it..." Wojin made a very fierce expression, and the meaning was also very obvious. The value of these human navies was gone, and leaving them wasted food. They were afraid that these orcs had mastered the ability to use military weapons, so they blamed themselves and planned to resist.

Of course, they all have the forbidden spells placed by these old fried dough sticks. Any turbulence will be noticed immediately. This is just a kind of desperate resistance.

In the original combat regulations, surrendering can bring protection from the Geneva Convention and enjoy the care of the average local living standard. Of course, their behavior is just to cooperate in explaining their numbers and names. However, the tribes did not sign any Geneva Convention and naturally did not know how to respect the lives of prisoners of war. Isn’t this very obvious?

They regretted that in the original world war, no one expected to meet a group of people from another world who had no knowledge of driving ships and controlling planes. Therefore, they were forced to teach them this knowledge, and suddenly they found that they were not very rude and ignorant indigenous people, but very smart and could master these high-tech weapons in such a short time.

What must be noted here is that many people think that primitive people have low IQ. In fact, finding a primitive person and child grew up in human society. As long as you go to school well, basically even if you can't beat Einstein, you can't be able to crane the tail. This is the great IQ.

Their fear and resistance are also normal, understandable, but in Thrall's view, this cannot cause any storm.

"Don't care about them. If you find someone to hypnotize those humans, and then find a place to lock them up, you may be a good hostage. Tell them that the reason why we want to study these weapons is that we are curious about them. We will not give up our advantages and use their planes to attack their motherland. Well, the weapons in stock are not enough to fight." Sar comforted and said, "Woking, how have you studied human food and medicine? How effective are you compared with the magic of shamans."

"Well," said Woking: "In the past few days, we have focused on the drugs of human beings. It can be said that although it is not as effective as the great healing technique and the rejuvenation technique, it is effective when used in combination with our spells. Of course, I was watching before that something called contraceptive pill is very strange. The people on earth obviously used their technology to some strange things."

"Does it be contraceptive? Then they have sex..." Thrall was about to say something, but his face suddenly changed, and seemed to have thought of something, and said, "It's really a strange and majestic human being. In their eyes, has the sacred mission of inheriting the family line become just a kind of pleasure."

Thrall turned to Sylvanas and said, "That is, the human population, in their own rulers, is not too small, but too many, and needs control. This is terrible, you know, Sylvanas."

"Well," Sylvanas frowned and said, "Taking the high elves as an example, what we have always been worried about is that young people in the ethnic group refuse to fall in love and give birth, resulting in a decrease in the population of one generation than the other, and there are insufficient soldiers, but we cannot directly assign marriages, which is contrary to our tradition."

Sylvanas shook her head. Although she was already a banshee, she still maintained her rationality and emotions as a high elf, but it was not enough to make her change her position: "Think carefully, our world and population are basically in a stage where the rulers encourage childbirth, and this world..."

Both of them are wise men who have experienced many battles and understand the meaning of this message: human society is a huge existence that needs to use drugs to inhibit fertility, which means that they are very confident in their own force and can allocate unlimited forces when mobilizing the army behind them.

As leaders of one force, they never thought that some people felt that the population under their rule was too large. At least when someone artificially restricted the population, the rulers did not stop it. This means that they did not think this was a bad thing.

"We have to speed up, we have to speed up," Sylvanas said.

"Well," Thrall nodded and said, "We don't have enough time and need to fight a time difference. Fortunately, humans seem to break the deadlock before finding ways to crack our obscurity spells. At that time, I hope your undead warriors can exert their combat power, ma'am."

Sylvanas looked westward. There was a vast sea there, and it seemed that she could not see the edge. She had never boarded such a huge iron ship, and the ship went westward and far away.

Any strategy depends heavily on strength. Whether it is Thrall who wants to establish a portal on Earth and let his compatriots come to Earth, or Wang Jie desperately demands that the military, all satellites, radars, and reconnaissance planes be dispatched to search, it is all about this. However, looking for several small warships between the vast sea is tantamount to looking for a needle in a haystack, especially when the other party is obviously driving away with a purpose.

From time to time, Wang Jie himself was also wondering whether Thrall would see that the human side was too strong, so he tried to get himself into a fleet and teleported himself away as before. This was not impossible.

However, the message from the gem, the spell of fate is still there, and the invasion of the Burning Legion is still coming, so will they go back?

Something must have been missing. The ship was on the sea, but he could not find it, but he had to leave.

Wang Jie left like this after staying in Pearl Harbor for three days. Although Pearl Harbor, the largest military port in the Hawaiian Islands, has enough logistics system, it is not prepared for 7,000 people. Most of these people are not injured or sick, and stay in a place far away from the local area for recuperation. It is too consuming supplies, so countless transport planes transport them back to the local area. After that, whether to go home to rest or reorganize them is another matter.

Of course, he could only try his best to tell certain departments of the military and the FBI, but just looking at the bureaucratic face, he knew that this bitterness was completely ineffective. It was also very simple. No one would like to be happy about what might happen in his system.
Chapter completed!