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The hydrological conditions of the Port of Hedland are very superior, with an average depth of about 15 meters, which can accommodate more than 100,000 tons of ore carriers.

The location is also very good, if you go all the way north from here, Kalimantan is less than 2000 kilometers away, which is very close by sea.

However, at the beginning of the 20th century, Port Hedland did not have the status of the 21st century, because the iron ore mines in the Pilbara area had not yet been discovered, so it was only a fishing port, and because it was a bit far from the traditional fishing grounds, few fishermen were willing to travel so far to dock at Port Hedland, even if the port conditions here were actually good.

At the beginning of the 20th century, Port Hedland covered an area of only about one square kilometer, with a population of only more than 100 people, that is, it was a small village, and even because the residents were relatively scattered, it was not even called a small village.

Belch...... Because there are only a few wooden docks in the harbor, it is not a port now, at most it is just a harbor, and we still call it "Port Hedland" for the sake of convenience.

The residents of Port Hedland live in a non-contentious way, they only graze cattle or fish every day, and they do not create much economic value and have little development potential, so the Western Australian government does not pay attention to it.

There are not even sheriffs and tax collectors here, you must know that in the Commonwealth, the above two officials are a must, and basically as long as the taxes received can support these two positions, then there will definitely be these two officials.

But at this time, there were not even these two officials in the port of Hedland, and it is conceivable that it is barren and backward.

In April 1919, a large group of strangers, Indians and former Dutch East Indians, landed in the harbor of Hedeland with turbans on their heads and lean and thin individuals.

It is not appropriate to describe it as a large group, because the number of people is really a bit large, and the first ship alone brought more than 1,500 people.

1500 people!

That's ten times as many as the natives of Port Hedland.

Naturally, the locals were alarmed, and the men spontaneously gathered together, armed in hand, and looked at the strangers with scrutinizing eyes; The women went back to their homes and closed the doors and windows, and stayed behind the windows with the children, looking curiously through the glass.

Obviously, life on board was boring, and the guys who got off the ship looked a little vague, and they were looking at everything with curiosity, both people and buildings, just as the locals looked at them with scrutiny.

So there were two groups of people standing on the humble dock, and they were both guarding against each other, and they had no intention of communicating with each other.

Of course, there is no communication for a reason, the port of Hetland is in a state of anarchy, no one is capable of representing other people, and people are not willing to be represented, so when this happens, naturally no one comes forward to negotiate.

And those who have just come ashore, their heads are probably not up yet, so no one has come to negotiate.

People are social animals, since they live in groups, then communication is indispensable, and if you don't communicate, there will always be some chaos.

Because the wharf is really rudimentary, and the wooden boardwalk does not extend much into the sea, although the conditions in the port of Hedland are good, the ocean-going ships still cannot dock, so they can only rely on lifeboats to send people to the shore.

As more and more people landed, the natives began to feel uneasy, because there were so many people who looked dry and thin that they could no longer compete with the rudimentary weapons in the hands of the aborigines.

Just when the natives began to feel uneasy, there was movement on the side of the landers.

A guy who looked to be in his 20s or 30s suddenly clutched his stomach and looked around, and then ran to the open space not far from the side and squatted down in full view.

Clearing!

There's no cover-up there.

But the turban-clad Indians didn't show any indication, they weren't even interested in looking at it.

And the guy who defecated everywhere didn't look embarrassed, just squatted down frankly and raised his swarthy ass......

"God, what the hell is this thing trying to do?" A bearded aboriginal stared at it in amazement for a long time, then suddenly loaded the shotgun in his hand, and then angrily asked for it.

He's going to teach the unruly ones a lesson, so that they know whose territory this is.

"Bill, wait, don't be impulsive......" A middle-aged man in a military uniform reached out and grabbed his beard.

Looking at the style of the military uniform on the middle-aged man, it is the Anzac who participated in the world war, and it is estimated that this middle-aged man has just returned from the European battlefield.

Well, yes, the Anzac had a lot of cooperation with the Indian Army when they fought in Europe, so the soldiers of the Anzac naturally knew the virtues of the Indians, especially in terms of being close to nature.

Indians actually love nature by nature, they are frank and innocent, they can eat when they want, pull when they want, even if they can't find a toilet, even if they don't have toilet paper......

Belch...... Don't get me wrong, Indians wipe their buttocks with their left hand and their right hand when eating.

Forget it, let's not talk about such disgusting things......

Open defecation is not an isolated phenomenon in India, even in the 21st century, it is not uncommon on the streets of the Indian capital, and in the early 20th century, it was simply commonplace in the port of Hedland.

So in just ten minutes, the place where the young man squatted just now was miserable.

Well, now if you want to pass by that side again, I'm afraid you'll have to jump and walk.

In the face of this situation, not to mention the bearded man who has now been so angry that he is about to smoke in his senses, even the former soldiers who initially maintained their sanity feel intolerable.

So after finally seeing a white man in a jacket and jeans jump ashore, the former military couldn't wait to communicate.

"Hi, my name is Steven, and I'm glad you're here in beautiful Hedland." Steven held out his hand in a friendly manner.

Who said that foreigners don't go around in circles, don't look at this person who was still blue just now, and now he can still make people feel like a spring breeze when he laughs.

"Hi, nice to meet you, my name is Jonathan and I'm from Yorkshire." Jonathan responded enthusiastically that Australia is still a Commonwealth country, and they are considered a family.

"Oh oh, Yorkshire, I've been there, it's such a beautiful place, the little pudding and gingerbread are nice." Steven was enthusiastic and gave Jonathan a hand by the way.

"Haha, that's right, the gingerbread is very good, I brought some, if you don't mind, I can ask you to try it, it's an authentic Yorkshire flavor." Jonathan laughed.

Who doesn't say that our hometown is good, this kind of feeling is the same all over the world, whether it is an Oriental or a Westerner, praising each other's hometown is definitely an effective way to quickly shorten the distance between each other.

"Of course, I'd love to, and I can also treat you to my own dark beer." Steven doesn't mind making friends, but it depends on whether the other person is worth befriending.

"Actually, Hedland is also a beautiful place, but you see ......" Steven's tone turned, and he went around to the large discord that continued to expand, and combined with the helplessness and embarrassment on his face, it was really sympathetic.

"Oh God, it's unbearable that these damn guys are making garbage again, and you probably don't know that when you're on the ship, if you're unsupervised, then it's on the stairs, in the locker, in the dining room, in the bedroom...... Almost everywhere! Jonathan's reaction was not what Steven expected, and he muttered apologetic and embarrassed sneers to Steven, pulling out his belt and striding over.

Steven didn't stop him, in fact, if he did what Steven wanted, he should have made a hornet's nest with a shotgun and thrown far into the sea to feed the sharks.

That's right, in Steven's mind, he does use "they" to describe these guys who defecate in the open.

"Damn it...... Roll it all out for me...... I don't care about you...... My God...... See what you guys do? Roll on...... "Jonathan didn't talk much nonsense, went up and began to pump his head and face with his belt.

This piece is actually a "minefield", Jonathan was careless and hit the trick, and now he is even more crazy.

"Hey...... Jonathan, it's almost over, if you don't pay attention and get killed, it's all your loss. "There are white people who have just come ashore to dissuade them, but they are just talking, and there is no sense of the past under their feet, and there is not much respect for what they say.

"Summit, bring your people over and clean up this place, this job is not paid, I will come and check it later, if it is not cleaned thoroughly, you all will go back to Calcutta for me!" Jonathan looked at the shoes at his feet, his face pale.

Soon, with Jonathan's shouting and swearing, a group of people immediately came over and began to clean up.

What's even more disgusting is that they don't have any tools......

"Oh my God......" Steven closed his eyes in pain, he already had a premonition that the peaceful days of Hedland would be gone in the future.

In the evening, at Steven's house.

Steven made good on his promise and invited Jonathan and Stout, which Steven brewed with his own hands.

Of course, Jonathan didn't break his promise, and he brought gingerbread from Yorkshire for Steven and his neighbours to taste.

“…… So, here's the thing, my boss Jack bought a large piece of mountainous land around here, I can't say exactly how big it is, it's about the size of two or three Yorkshire! Jonathan, who had already changed his clothes, explained his origins.

Jonathan: They were now sitting on Steven's lawn, Jonathan, a few of Jonathan's colleagues, and Steven and his neighbors.

"It's the size of two or three Yorkshires...... God, what does your boss want to do? "Australians are actually British, and some people immediately sighed.

"Poof...... The mentality of the rich is incomprehensible, and perhaps the 'angel' wants to pump oil from the Pilbara. "There is speculation.

"I think he is quite a king, he has created a king, and it is not uncommon for him to ascend the throne himself." Someone laughed.

It is estimated that the whole Commonwealth now knows about "Angel Jack", in other words, it is estimated that the whole world now knows about it.

Who made the British Empire now known as "the sun never sets"!

"So, how long are those Indians going to stay here?" Steven asks the most important questions.

"This can be said, maybe tomorrow, maybe forever, it depends on the mood of the boss." Jonathan was just a junior employee, and he couldn't have understood the boss's mind.

Hearing Jonathan's answer, Steven's heart was infinitely cold, did he have to live with these guys who didn't have the slightest sense of "civilization" in the future?

No, no, no, that's unacceptable, but if you don't want to settle, then what should you do?

"Actually, the ideal place for me to work is Perth, I heard that the black swans are very cute, and I want to see them." Jonathan's seemingly unintentional nagging.

Paz?

That's right, it's Paz!

A glimmer of light suddenly appeared in front of Steven's eyes.

"Joe, does your boss need a ranch?" Steven made up his mind.

(To be continued.) )