2145, The Final Frenzy
"Scorpion Annihilator... Super Tank..." Wat Tambor repeated. "Those two technologies are gone."
He stared at Lott Dod, his eyes behind the goggles glinting coldly. "The Super Tank was developed and manufactured at factories on Geonosis. During the Galactic Republic's assault on Geonosis, the factories were destroyed, and the technical data was lost as well. As for the Scorpion Annihilator..."
He snorted. "That technology was handed over to Count Dooku long ago. If you want it, go ask him."
"Count Dooku has been dead for three years," Lott Dod said.
"Then the Scorpion Annihilator technology has been lost," Wat Tambor said coldly.
But Lott Dod sneered. "I'm very glad that your explanation for these two technologies is so flawless. So hand them over now. At least according to your story, we can say that these technologies were found on Raxus Prime, the administrative capital of the Confederacy of Independent Systems. It won't implicate your Technological Alliance."
"I said those two technologies are already lost," Wat Tambor repeated once more.
"I'm not here to negotiate with you, Wat Tambor." Lott Dod's tone was icy. "You should know that the Trade Federation is facing a crisis of survival. The Scorpion Annihilator and the Super Tank can give us an absolute advantage in urban street fighting. To obtain those two technologies, I'll do anything."
"Y-you... What are you trying to do?!" Wat Tambor rose from his seat and backed away repeatedly.
"Anything!" Lott Dod said darkly. "I advise you to hand them over now! That way, before Palpatine decides to confiscate all the Technological Alliance's assets, the Trade Federation will still be standing in front of you. But if you don't... think carefully about what consequences you'll face."
"That's impossible!" Wat Tambor began to panic.
"Nothing is impossible, Wat Tambor!