After the occupation of Kuwait, all that remained was how to manage it, but the boss Yang had no interest in this, and directly left the mayor he appointed to be in charge, and in order to fulfill his promise to the British in London, he changed it into a free port.

If there is no oil in this broken place, then life can be described as miserable, not to mention eating, even water can't be drunk, and only a few wells in the city can maintain a thirsty and immortal Cheng dù, in this case, I can't complain that the smell of the woman is relatively strong, and you have to be diligent and thrifty when you drink water, let alone take a bath, and it is estimated that you won't even wash your face when it rains.

"Dear Lord Pasha, there is no way to do this, there are three main sources of fresh water here, one is the only few wells, the second is to store it when it rains, and the third is to use a boat to transport it to Basla, in short, it is very precious." The old profiteer Hyde said with emotion.

"In this case, I will build a merchant ship of two to three thousand tons, which will be used to transport water from Basra for free." Boss Yang said very generously that at this time, Kuwait did not have much population, and one ship was enough for them.

"Mr. Yang, if you set such conditions from the beginning, there is no need to use force at all, and even if the Sabah family does not agree, the residents of this city will rise up to overthrow them and welcome you." Hyde said excitedly.

"Huh?! I really didn't expect this, and you know that people from London are generally very difficult to be aware of this. Yang Feng said somewhat embarrassedly.

When they learned that Yang Feng would later use a huge ship to carry water from Basra and then supply it to the Kuwaitis for free, the Arab uncles were stunned for a moment, and then immediately burst into deafening cheers, and the invaders, demons, and executioners one moment became honorable masters, great chiefs, and benevolent angels.

Boss Yang, who enjoyed the cheers of the crowd, was in a happy mood, and then announced that he would build a power plant in Kuwait, and to be honest, he hated living on candles as soon as it was dark.

But there was not much cheer at all, and in fact the Arab uncles didn't know what electricity was except for the merchants.

There is also an unexpected gain in this way, the territory of the Sabah family is not only Kuwait City, in fact, there are many nomadic points on the periphery, Yang Feng was originally ready to use force to conquer it, but I heard that the new Kuwait lord will use a huge ship to transport water from Basra and then supply it for free, these nomads almost ran to offer their loyalty, and for a whole day, Yang Daboss, who was wearing a Pasha uniform, received countless people who came to kiss his feet.

As for the construction of a new port or something, he doesn't need to supervise this, the Arab uncles didn't even bother to repair the hole in their home that was blown up by a grenade, so they went to the beach to work for him, since these people are working so hard, of course Boss Yang can't help but say, anyway, his troop carrier is still idle, and it is only more than 100 kilometers from here to Basra, all six merchant ships drove over, and then filled tens of thousands of tons of river water back, these merchant ships filled with fresh water stopped at the seaside, and all Kuwaitis were like crazy, From this moment on, the Orientals, who had just occupied their land for a short time, completely became the master in their minds.

Leaving the construction of the harbor here to Mayor Hyde and Commander Ron, Boss Young returned to London with a conquistador's delight, as the diesel-engine destroyer at Armstrong Shipyard was about to go to sea trials.

"Dear Pasha, your yacht is nothing short of a miracle." In the port of London, White, the director of naval construction who boarded the Nautilus, was full of praise for the strangely shaped trimaran.

"You'll be even more surprised when it runs." Sir Richard, the First Sea Lord, who was with him, said that it was not the first time he had boarded the yacht.

"But after today, it's not the fastest." The guy then said.

Yang Feng smiled faintly and did not speak.

However, it was not only the navy who boarded the ship to visit the sea trials, the fool also came with his fiancée, this chubby princess is from the kingdom of Württemberg, the daughter of the Duke of Turk, it seems to be his cousin, but it is much worse than the cousin he has always coveted, originally the fool died of pneumonia in 1892, and his younger brother George V married his fiancée, but now this kind of thing is impossible to happen, pneumonia or something is simply a trivial matter for the Yang Medical Center.

This hospital, which relies on Yang Feng's special medicine, has become the last asylum of the European giants, and of course, it has also become Yang Feng's biggest asylum in the world.

"Ah, Your Highness Princess, I didn't expect you to come too, I thought you were in Hesse!" Princess Alex, who followed the fool, surprised Yang Feng.

"Lord Pasha, I heard that you have just conquered Kuwait?" Alice couldn't help but smile and looked at Yang Feng, who was dressed in a Pasha suit, and said.

"No, no, it's not a conquest, it's originally a territory given to me by His Majesty the Emperor, so I can only say that it can be taken back, or pacified." Yang Feng took her little hand and kissed it while saying, suddenly he felt his fingers touch something, and the goods immediately hooked into his hand quietly.

"The Kaiser please." Looking for an opportunity, he opened this small note, looked at the handwriting on it and couldn't help but shrug, it seems that Wilhelm II finally can't sit still, if this trial voyage is successful, it is estimated that he will be even more unable to sit still.

The group left London, at a high speed of 28 knots to Newcastle, the voyage of more than 500 kilometers was only ten hours, the Nautilus set sail at dawn arrived at its destination in the afternoon, at this time at the mouth of the Tyne River, three destroyers on trial voyage had been lined up, in turn the Viper, the Viper and the Sidewinder, of which the Viper belonged to the British Navy, and the Viper and the Sidewinder belonged to the Swedish Young's shipyard.

"Yang, you said that these three warships can really run to thirty-five knots?" Looking at the three inconspicuous little destroyers, Alice said somewhat puzzled.

"Your Highness, you will soon find out, by the way, I heard that you are about to be engaged to His Highness Nikolai, and here I would like to congratulate you, the future Empress of the Russian Empire." Yang Feng said with a smile.

Don't mention this disappointment. Alice was unhappy that Alexander III had not yet agreed to the marriage, because the future Russian Empress had to be an Orthodox Christian, and as a German she believed in Lutheranism.

Yang Feng shrugged his shoulders and didn't say anything more, at this time the three destroyers had been started, although the starting speed of the diesel engine was not fast, but it was still epoch-making compared to the steam engine, and the three destroyers that gradually became horizontal began to accelerate slowly in an exclamation, faster and faster, and it didn't take long for the Nautilus that accompanied them to be left behind.

"Oh my God, it's already thirty festivals!" White exclaimed.

"Yang, I mean, after today, the Nautilus will no longer be able to hold the speed record." Sir Richard said with a smile, he probably forgot that the engines of these three warships were all supplied by Yang Feng.

"Sir, you're wrong, the Nautilus is the fastest ship, and always will be." After Yang Feng finished smiling, he turned to Alice and Princess Mary and said, "Your Royal Highness, two princesses, I think you'd better go to the cabin, because the wind on the deck will be strong in a while, and everyone, it's best to hold on, especially your hats are better to take off."

After finishing speaking, in a stunned gaze, the cargo walked towards the cockpit, Alice curiously pulled the fool's fiancée to follow, the fool hesitated and followed, after the four of them arrived at the cockpit, Yang Feng took out the key and then opened a door on the bulkhead, and quickly switched the speed to full power output.

At this time, there was already an exclamation on the deck, during this time, the three destroyers had all exceeded thirty-five knots, and the fastest Viper had even reached thirty-six knots, of course, such a speed must not be able to be maintained for too long, the engine can drive the system but not, and the transmission shaft will be broken if it runs for a long time, but this is already a miracle, in fact, as long as it is over thirty knots, then this trial has been considered a success.

Just as White and Sir Richard and the others were watching the three destroyers go away in amazement, suddenly the Nautilus, which had been running to the limit, began to accelerate.

"What's going on?" Sir Richard and the two looked at each other, the yacht under their feet was getting faster and faster, and it could even be seen that the distance between them and the destroyer was rapidly shortening, but the destroyer in front of them had reached thirty-six knots, could it be that this ship was faster than them?

There was no need to doubt this question, the violent sea breeze on the deck was a good proof of this, and there was no way to stand here at a high speed of more than forty knots, and a group of guests clung to the guardrail, as if they were fighting a typhoon, and at this time the Nautilus was already parallel to the three destroyers, and the jaw-dropping expressions of the crew on it could be seen standing in the cabin.

Sir Richard and White finally understood why the Nautilus was so strangely shaped, it was not sailing at all, it was simply flying, and even the sprinting sharks were not so fast.

"Forty-five, at least forty-five." White said with a tremor of his lips.

The guests who visited the trial were in an uproar and ran to the cockpit like crazy.

The fool and the two princesses in the cockpit also looked at the speedometer on the bridge like stupid, and they finally understood why this yacht, the fastest yacht with twenty-eight knots, would set the speedometer to the fastest fifty, at that time they thought it was Yang Feng's joke, but now it really is not a joke, because the speed hand is trembling and pointing to forty-five knots.

"Yang, how did you do it." The fool asked in the same trembling voice, although he was only a standard prince, but as the future ruler of a country with a sense of the sea carved into his bones, he also knew very well what this speed meant.

"It's very simple, Your Highness, the total power of my two engines is more than thirty thousand." Yang Feng said with a smile.