Private Tanks and Goblin Support

Kalimdor Continent, Eternal Night Palace.

It was another beautiful morning. Birds sang and flowers bloomed on the floating island, a gentle breeze drifted by, and everything was so wonderful and harmonious.

The Imperial officials heading to the Assembly Hall to pay their respects... ahem, to attend court and discuss state affairs, gradually discovered in surprise that an immensely strange giant ornament had appeared in the center of the white jade plaza overnight. Or perhaps it was a sculpture made entirely of steel.

After asking around carefully, they learned from His Majesty the God-Emperor that this strange black lump of iron was called a Pz.Kpfw. 38. It was an extremely special limited-edition luxury war machine. Only this one had ever rolled off the production line in the entire world; before the other one could even be completed, the company had gone bankrupt and the production line had been seized.

Ah, that little mustached Boss Xi had it rough. His company went bankrupt, his worthless stocks plummeted, his physical industries everywhere were raided and sealed by law enforcement, and he did not even have a chance to run away with his sister-in-law. Tsk, tsk, tsk...

No one knew who Boss Xi was, but they had more or less figured out this iron lump.

Oh, so this thing was a tank!

Tanks could look like this?

Thanks to Boss Hu's meddling and a series of influences, the tanks produced by the Night Empire all took the form of mechanical walking spiders, moving nimbly on four mechanical legs.

Even the steam tanks built by the dwarves were merely wheeled vehicles.

This Pz.Kpfw. 38 had no mechanical legs, only two rows of heavy iron wheels wrapped in long strips of iron plating known as tracks.

But upon closer inspection, it did bear some resemblance to