Chapter 106: The General on the Wind
"The American Federation has a navy!"
Neville Crockett struggled to suppress the enthusiasm that swelled in his heart to the point of distortion, forced himself to calm down, and asked one of his most doubtful questions.
This is really an earth-shattering plan, and once it succeeds, I am afraid that the sky of America will collapse!
It's just that there are still a lot of obvious omissions in Neville's opinion.
One of the most obvious is the naval ...... of the American Commonwealth
"So, our target is also the port!" The turtledove replied, "We can't beat the warship, but we can beat its home port!" ”
Neville's eyes were on the Gulf Coast, looking for a sign of the harbor from that long coastline—
But the turtledove's finger landed on the west coast of the Atlantic.
"New York! Florida! New Orleans! Pointing his finger from the west coast of the Atlantic Ocean to the Gulf of Mexico, the turtledove said, "It's easy to destroy these ports, all you need is a boatload of explosives." If it's not enough, two boats! ”
"New Orleans!" Neville's eyes lit up, and he suddenly shouted loudly: "Go and blow up New Orleans!" Stockton's fleet is stuck there, and if the U.S. military were to send supplies to Mexico, their fleet would definitely depart from here! ”
"Huh?" Turtledove looked at him with some surprise.
"New Orleans! It's New Orleans! Neville Crockett exclaimed with joy as if a student had suddenly found the right answer in front of a test paper, "I have information!" I have absolutely reliable intelligence! Trust me, turtledove! Hurry up and blow up New Orleans! ”
Neville Crockett clenched his fists, trembling with excitement, but still trying to control his voice: "Trust me! When it comes to infiltration in the Latin American region, the TIA is not as good as you, but in the white area, the TIA is pervasive! ”
"Good!" Ikaruga nodded and said, "It seems that our intelligence system needs to communicate more in the future. ”
"It needs to be as soon as possible!" Neville Crockett said eagerly, "Stockton doesn't know when he's going to leave New Orleans!" ”
"Don't worry, in two weeks at most, you'll get the news that the port of New Orleans has been destroyed by an explosion!" Turtledove said.
"That's great! That's great! ”
Neville said.
He didn't know where the confidence of the turtledove came from, but it did give him a lot of confidence and made him as excited as if he had taken an injection of 'electrotherapy water'.
It's a genius plan!
The breadth and depth of the war is simply beyond imagination!
In this way, the battlefield will not only be confined to the hellish place of Mexico, but also the east coast of the United States. On such a large scale, even the British have never done it - these idiots who only know how to hide on the island and enjoy their success, pirates who have been doing it for a long time really think of themselves as pirates, short-sighted, and sooner or later will be swept into the dustbin of history!
Since the completion of the American Revolutionary War, this country has grown its wings, and no country in Europe, nor in the Americas, has the luxury of being able to burn the flames of war into the heart of the United States.
Europe is too weak, and America is too weak...... It's hard to make a big deal!
It seems that the Indians will have to break the demon of the American Federation...... The only one who can defeat the devil is the devil!
In the future, a shipload of explosives must be shipped to Washington as well—Neville couldn't help but laugh at the thought of those people crying for their father and mother.
When the time comes, I have to write a letter to express my condolences to my former colleagues, haha!
The torture and suffering that Lao Tzu has suffered at your hands must be returned to you 10 times more!
The scenery along the Atlantic coast must be wonderful!
……
The carriage drove directly into the barracks in El Paso.
As Neville Crockett had expected, the Indians had already arranged the process of dealing with old Crockett in advance, and at this point, there was no need for him, the middleman, to thread the needle through it.
Old Crockett himself came to the carriage and greeted the turtledove alight.
The two were like old friends who hadn't seen each other for many years, hugging cordially and talking warmly, until they walked into the conference room together, they held each other's arms, reluctant to separate.
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Neville Crockett stood in the brightly lit hallway, a little bewildered for a moment – the feeling of being abandoned by the spotlight came back to mind.
Obviously, he should be the biggest hero of this alliance, but people will always ruthlessly abandon him after achieving their goal.
'If Texas had been strong enough, maybe I wouldn't have been like this'—he thought as he quietly walked into the corner of the hallway and lit himself a cigarette.
'A person's status has nothing to do with his talents to a large extent. Like the young men in Washington who were born with a golden spoon in their mouths, they were the center of the crowd everywhere they went, and I was just a wretched worm who followed suit'—he sucked most of it off in one gulp, holding the smoke in his heart, and the suffocating pleasure made him feel better somewhat.
'The Future of Texas ......' suddenly remembered David Scott, the owner of the Rio Grande Valley Development Corporation, who was fierce and unconscionable, but with whom he cherished. "There are no good or bad people in this world...... We all need to find a place for ourselves in this world, where we are the absolute core, with an absolute status, and absolute freedom! ”
"I, Neville Crockett, just want to be my own emperor! No one in my kingdom can ignore me anymore, no one can insult me anymore, no one can dominate me anymore...... I am the only one who dominates! ”
Thick smoke rose and enveloped his hard face.
……
"Captain Neville Crockett!"
The Indian named Peso walked briskly towards him: "Why are you here?" ”
Neville Crockett handed over a cigarette: "It's boring! Got one? ”
"No, I don't smoke!" Peso pushed his cigarette back: "Let's go, Icardove and General Crockett are waiting for you to have a meeting!" ”
"Waiting for me to have a meeting?"
"Yes!" "Texas is also an integral part of the league, so of course you should be part of the discussion!" ”
"Then I...... Go now! Neville Crockett slammed the cigarette butt against the wall and followed Peso in the direction of the conference room.
During his years in El Paso, he was rarely really involved in the Legion's decision-making.
Although old Crockett was his uncle, the old man always wanted to return to France, and would rather take his power into the soil than share it with Neville.
That's why Neville Crockett thought about leaving El Paso five years ago — five years ago, when the El Paso Legion suffered heavy losses in the battle to suppress the Winds of Fury, and the elder Crockett desperately needed someone to open up the situation for him outside of the Legion, which gave Neville a chance to leave.
Later, Neville occasionally felt a little guilty, after all, he was taking the old guy's coffin as a disaster, but if he was given another chance, he would not hesitate to do so.
No one can stop him from getting ahead.
If there is, then this person must be his enemy.
That's what El Paso taught him as a child: Never be subservient!
……
"Haha, lo and behold, our great general is back from smoking!" Turtledove laughed and stood up to greet Neville into the conference room.
Old Crockett sat in his seat and glanced at his nephew with squinted eyes.
He was a determined soldier, and since receiving orders from the Emperor of France, he has regained his youthful appearance. The emperor's order was like a miracle medicine that rejuvenated him.
"Trust me, General Crockett!" Turtledove smiled and said to old Crockett: "Your nephew will surely shine in the next war!" ”
Neville Crockett found a place to sit at the same distance as Turtledove and his uncle. "Are you talking about me? I don't understand—"
"Yes!" Turtledove said: "There is a heavy responsibility, I think it must be you! ”