Chapter 555: Go
Despite the brutal behavior of Homo sapiens, the free world chose to swallow its anger.
But that doesn't mean they're just that.
In order to block the expansion of Homo sapiens' offshore research platform, they also hurriedly mobilized ships, especially the old offshore drilling platform, to install next to Homo sapiens' offshore research platform, and then used it as a base point to start land reclamation.
The two sides are like playing Go, encircling and intercepting them in the coastal waters of various places.
The Coral Construction Group, which is deliberately looking for things, is also fighting with the four major forces for production capacity and engineering strength on the land shelf in the shallow sea.
Off the coast of New York, in addition to a few shipping lanes, several offshore platforms on both sides have been built, and they are all close together, and the nearest two platforms are less than 10 meters apart.
It's all the open sea anyway, and anyone can arrange an offshore platform here.
The huge platform, deliberately named the Outer New York Research Station, has expanded to 12.3 square kilometers at this time, like a huge fortress, blocking the gate of New York Harbor, making the Council of the City on the Hill extremely aggrieved.
Outside the New York Research Station.
Cortez, who had just gotten off work, was making a barbecue with a few colleagues next to a platform 100 meters above the sea.
Not far away, about 68 meters away, there is an offshore drilling platform, which is close to obsolescence.
The dozen or so U.S. soldiers stationed on it were also eating, but they were too shabby.
After all, these rigs were pulled over in a hurry, and some weapons had to be installed on them, which caused the space above to be obviously insufficient.
Several U.S. soldiers stood on a makeshift lookout, holding binoculars, and observed the situation on the other side from time to time.
In February, off the coast of New York, the warm North Atlantic Current was lost, and the temperature was below freezing.
The wind-leaking lookouts couldn't stop much of the cold wind at all, and several soldiers had to wear heavy overcoats and shiver from the cold.
"Fack! Those bastards were actually eating barbecue. ”
"Here, drink one." An older bearded sergeant handed a tin can rum over to the lookout.
The lookout hesitated a little: "It's not good to drink on duty, right?" ”
"What are you afraid of, don't take it too seriously." The bearded sergeant didn't care: "What is the situation now, don't you know?" The old man is holding the chick and is happy, let's blow the cold wind here. ”
"......" The young lookout was silent for a moment, then took the tin can and took a sip of rum: "Whew...... Comfortable! ”
"Here, eat some beef jerky." The bearded man handed over another packet of beef jerky.
The two drank wine and ate meat on the lookout.
On the opposite platform, Cortez and others, who were engaged in barbecue, also placed a large box of synthetic steak that had just been airlifted on a large barbecue grill and sprinkled it with black pepper and salt.
I cooked a large pot of creamy mushroom soup, and charcoal-grilled vegetables and the like.
The smell of barbecue, wafting with the sea breeze.
Not far away, on the US military drilling platform, I also smelled the fragrance.
"It smells so good! Homo sapiens is really rich! The lookout took a bite of the dry beef jerky.
The bearded man leaned against the window and spread his hands with a smile: "America also has money, but unfortunately it's not ours, those coffee machines that cost tens of thousands of dollars a piece, we can't use them." ”
Suddenly, the lookout looked around, and then whispered: "Cave, I heard that there are many people in Texas who secretly ran to the Aztecs, isn't your hometown in Texas?" ”
"What? Do you have an idea? The bearded man took the bottle and took a sip.
"Hehe, doesn't my brother have an idea?" The lookout asked with a smirk.
The bearded man did not deny it, and took another sip of rum: "Many people who used to run from Central America have left one after another, and I feel hopeless about the future of America." ”
The lookout felt the same way, he had seen the Homo sapiens offshore platform expand rapidly little by little in the past few days.
The almost half-crippled industrial chain of Israel at this time would have collapsed on its own if it had not been for the supply of part of the products by the Europa Consortium and Seris.
After all, there is too much moisture in the American economy.
After the frenzied printing of money, last year's GDP barely recovered to the scale of 25 trillion US dollars.
It's a pity that America's GDP is good to look at.
Even though the industrial revitalization law, the plastics crisis, the military restructuring plan, and the climate response plan have increased the scale of industrial production in North America, the proportion of industrial production in America is only 18.3% of GDP.
The core of America is the tertiary industry, with the service sector accounting for 67.5%.
This is an extremely deformed economic structure.
The industrial scale is not even 60% of Seris, let alone comparable to Homo sapiens, after all, the industrial scale of Homo sapiens is about 24 times that of Seris and about 40 times that of America.
Taken together, the entire free world is still less than one-tenth the size of Homo sapiens.
Didn't the Council of the Hilltop City know the importance of industry? They know it all.
The problem is that there is a lot of difficulty within America, and the financial services, medical services, lawyer services, and accounting services in the tertiary industry are the core industries.
This is the food and clothing of this real million-dollar worker.
There are more than 600,000 certified public accountants, more than 1.2 million registered lawyers, and a large number of financial practitioners, all of whom are middle-class and small-scale people.
And these people are also the core ingredients of the Dogleg group of the Council of the City on a Mountain.
Even if the major families of the Council of the City on the Hill have the intention to revitalize the industry, they can only adjust it step by step.
The problem is that Homo sapiens and the world are cooling without time!
Those ordinary people are already disappointed with the current situation of America.
Including the ordinary soldiers of the U.S. Army, they are essentially a group of mercenaries, and it is okay for mercenaries to fight with the wind, but once they encounter headwinds, it is easy to expose the essence of a plate of scattered sand.
The bearded man and the lookout have no idea of going desperately with Homo sapiens for the sake of America and the free world.
Now the two of them are thinking in their hearts about how to retire early, and then go to Central America to join Homo sapiens.
Seeing that the broken ship of Amerika is already leaking, the shipowner is powerless, and the senior management is in a vegetarian position, the middle management not only does not want to plug the loopholes, but is desperately digging up the ship and nailing the ship.
What do you think as an ordinary sailor?
And now there happens to be a nuclear-powered spaceship next door, and the owner of the other side also offers a very good recruitment condition for ordinary sailors.
Do you still need to think about it?
Jump ship directly.
Even if you swim with a lifebuoy in your arms, it's better than waiting to die on the rotten ship in America.
Now the bearded man and the lookout man think like that.
Just a few thousand dollars a month, what are you fighting for!
With Homo sapiens closing in and pushing the plenipotentiary branch to the Aztec region, many people within America are already getting ready to move.
Especially in the states bordering the Aztecs, there are not a few people who leave their cars and houses and go to work for Homo sapiens.
The unusually extreme weather, coupled with the genetically modified corn allergy incident at the end of last year, forced many people to run away.
The hearts of the people in the free world are scattered, and the millions of Tianlong people, plus their doglegs, have no way to stop the change of ordinary people's minds.
After all, it is really difficult for these guys to give up their wealth and high spirits, and the greed of human nature is destined to make them unable to spit out the meat they eat.