One Hundred and Six Expansion of the Port

In the scorching summer, there is a faint smell of sea salt in the air. On the seaside of Ferry City, more than a dozen huge devices that have never appeared before are showing people their terrifying abilities.

"Squeak..." With the sound of the engine turning, the steel cable was pulled straight, and then the huge concrete blocks were hoisted up and thrown into the bay. With the work of these machines, a brand new pier would be was built.

The work efficiency has never been so dazzling as it is today. For the first time, the kingdom of mortals has developed so rapidly. Yesterday it was a quiet bay, but today it has become a huge construction site.

After investigation, this is a very good port, and Ireland Hill intends to build Ferry City into a giant port to support its increasingly large shipping. After all, in terms of shipping capacity, ocean shipping is still the cheapest and cheapest mode of transportation.

"I think when General Laurence returns, he will be shocked by everything in front of him!" Standing on the brand-new port terminal, the mayor of Ferry City proudly showed off to the engineers around him.

He does have the capital to show off. It was just an ordinary harbor ten days ago, but now it is a brand new harbor that is even bigger than the old harbor in Ferry City. When this harbor was constructed, the placement of hoisting equipment was considered, and more advanced channels were also planned.

A train line connecting here is being laid, and soon it will be connected with the railway station in the old city and become a new transportation node. And everything here is better than the old town. Bigger warehouses, bigger boat docks, wider berths, taller lighthouses and radar stations like never before...

In the few docks that have just been built, even the sheds are not installed, hundreds of boatmen are working hard, they are assembling the best wood according to the drawings, and turning it into a qualified giant ship.

These giant ships are assembled according to a template, and every step is determined in strict accordance with the standard. These large sailboats can carry quite a lot of materials at one time. The purpose of their birth is to go to the south to purchase enough rubber to supply more and more rubber demand.

Almost every corner of Ireland Hill, which is fully industrialized, needs rubber. Large-scale machinery needs rubber, car tires need rubber, aircraft landing gears need rubber, and even electricians' insulating gloves need rubber!

Each of these super sailboats with a tonnage of more than 3,000 tons is a transport giant. They can be said to be the largest sailboats made by mortals in the world so far. Their speed can reach 20 kilometers per hour, which is comparable to the speed of traditional warships.

Responsible for covering these brand-new sailing transport ships are new warships built in the old port area of ​​Ferry City. Most of these warships are cargo holds, not so much warships as armed smugglers that were once all the rage on Earth.

They are equipped with the lowest firepower configuration and are cheap only need cheap canvas and wood. Because they do not take up too many resources, they have become the first choice for the sea route of Ireland Hill.

The next time Laurens comes back, he can see a really huge fleet because it doesn't need so many artillery pieces, so these sailboats, called "frigates", have been built as many as 10.

With the three real battleships in the hands of Laurens, he has a powerful fleet. And the only task of this fleet is to protect the transport fleet and purchase a large amount of rubber from Dothan.

Of course, there is another task - to make Dothan realize the gap in his force, and honestly sell rubber to Ailan Hill, don't play any tricks. Compared with the escort mission, Laurens seems to prefer this additional small mission. This time he has enough artillery shells, and the coast of the Dothan Empire seems to be unlucky.

"Five brand-new docks are to be built here, and they turned out to be steel warships." The city official exhaled.

He exclaimed, "I am fifty years old this year, and I have never heard of an ironclad ship in my life."

He looked at his subordinates and said word by word, "My biggest wish in my life is that Ferry City can be prosperous. Every morning, more than ten fishing boats line up to go out to fish... I thought at the time, that was the most beautiful thing. the scenery."

"That day, someone came and said we got our first money to build a new big fishing boat...I couldn't believe it was true. Until I saw the boatmen go to work, saw the timber When I was sent to the dock, I knew it was all true." When he mentioned these past events, a faint smile appeared on his face.

"You don't understand. Before that day, I always thought that the so-called Ailan Hill family was the same as Berman. Ferry City just changed its owner, and it's still the same." Those memories of the past, as if in the Normal in front of him.

The hardships at that time were really fresh in his memory, but then, good days began to come—just like everything in front of him now, there were construction sites everywhere, busy figures everywhere, and happy people everywhere. , there were cheers of victory everywhere.

"But, after that day, I knew I was wrong. Ferry Town opened a salt field, and it started to get rich. We built one fishing boat after another, and each one got better, and one got better. Great." The old mayor smiled when he mentioned this.

He remembered the way he himself stood on the dock every morning looking forward to it, as if it had happened yesterday. At that time, he was no longer young, but he still hoped for a miracle to make his hometown no longer hungry and despair.

Later, his wish came true, abrupt and true. "During that time, I stood on the pier every morning and watched ten fishing boats lined up to go out to sea. Later, I watched twenty fishing boats leave in a mighty way, Later, I watched the endless white sails block my sight... Now I don't go to the pier because I know I don't need to see it."

Thinking of this, he smiled at his assistant and said with emotion, "Who would have thought? Alan Hill is different, it can turn the ferry city into a paradise on earth! Our seafood can be sent to the earthen fort by train. The dried fish are sold in the vast sea!"

"Our sea salt is already an indispensable living material for the grassland empire, and the seafood we produce is His Majesty's favorite dinner! We can have so many warships and dozens of transport ships." He said while looking at The horizon in the distance, looking at the white sails there.

He has not seen other famous port cities, but in his opinion, the largest port city of the Dothan Empire in the south, the Port of Osa known as the Star of the Ocean, is not comparable to the ferry city at this moment.

"Come back in a year, I promise you will have more emotions." A young subordinate standing beside him smiled and comforted, "Our future will be better, this is what His Majesty said!"

The old consul nodded and agreed with his subordinate's words: "Yes! It is now, at this moment, we are no longer satisfied with overcoming the enemy, we have to surpass only ourselves. We Build ships of steel and swept through all enemies at sea."

He still looked at the sea. "My wife and children had a full meal for the first time in their life under the rule of Ireland Hill, which made my husband feel extremely satisfied. Then our days went by more and more. The better, until now, we have a delicious dinner every day, the children can go to school to study, and my wife can manage the housework at home with peace of mind..."

When an old man is caught in his memories, he always likes to chatter endlessly. Once something touching the scene happens, everyone will sigh with emotion at the terrifying speed of Alan Hill's development. Not only the old people, but also the young people can't believe that every day is a new world, the world they live in.

The old mayor withdrew his eyes from the sea. "I first thought of myself as an Alan Hiller when I saw the first fishing boat being pushed into the sea and its masts swaying among the seabirds. I feel that my whole life should be dedicated to Ailan Hill, just for this fishing boat, I am willing to sacrifice my life to His Majesty the Emperor!"

His tone suddenly became firm, and he said word by word, "Look, look at everything in front of you... This is heaven! Everyone I know is willing to die for His Majesty! Even if a giant dragon falls from the sky and burns Kill everyone, I am willing to stand in front of His Majesty the Emperor, no one can hurt him before I turn to ashes!"

In fact, his words represent the aspirations of countless Alan Hill people. People are willing to fight for Alan Hill, and after experiencing exploitation and oppression, they cherish the happiness and freedom in front of them.

After being oppressed for thousands of years, mortals finally experienced the feeling of standing as a human being. They don't want to kneel down again, even at the cost of their lives. They would rather die than allow their descendants to return to the darkness they experienced.

In the stubborn tone of the old consul, in the hunting sea breeze, under the cloudless blue sky, as if responding to his belief, the four training -109 fighter jets were arranged in a diagonal straight line. It whizzed past where they stood.

Under the dazzling eyes, the black fighter was painted, and the red eagle seemed to vibrate its wings. In the eyes of people looking up, these planes passed over the top of the mountain, over the giant cranes erected in the new port, over the white sails, over the sea, and startled a sea of ​​birds...

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