With the release of the latest issue of Starwind Daily, the news of becoming an all-round ally with Hasima quickly spread throughout the Starwind Territory.
The two war-torn countries, long forgotten by the world, are connected by rivers and oceans.
In the winter morning, on the main peak of the Huanlong Mountain Range, the green sentinel tree stands proudly in the frost and snow.
Under the main peak, next to the mountain-hanging lake, the former fjord village has developed into the largest and most technologically comprehensive shipbuilding base in Starwind Territory, with numerous shipyard buildings and iron dragon-like shipbuilding equipment.
The door to the shipyard headquarters opened with a creak, and an old man with a red nose walked out.
The old man was wearing a wolfskin coat to keep out the cold. Although he was no longer young and his right hand, which had lost his thumb, had difficulty moving, the old man's back was as straight as the sentinel tree on the top of the mountain.
A young craftsman team leader noticed the old man before walking into the headquarters.
He immediately stopped and greeted with admiration in his eyes: "Director Bolton, it's very cold today! Why don't you stay in the office and enjoy the warm stove?"
Broken Finger Bolton chuckled, looked at the craftsman leader and explained: "I can't stay any longer. I'm going to die of rust here. I build ships every day, but who knew that I miss driving ships so much?" It’s time.”
"Oh?" the craftsman team leader asked doubtfully, "You have been working here since the beginning of Huanlong Port. There is no one older than you in the entire shipyard. This shipyard cannot be transferred without you. Besides, It’s so cold, where are you going?”
Bolton touched his red nose with a broken finger and said casually: "Go for a walk in the Emerald Ocean and the Desolate Sea."
The craftsman team leader's eyes widened and he said in a shocked voice: "Factory...Director? Are you going to personally lead the team to that ship cemetery?"
Bolton grinned with a severed finger and said, "Of course! Otherwise, who else could be worthy of this important task? I personally made the application report to Mullen. When I was young, I worked as a shipbuilder in the Free City State and also worked with traders. The fleet traveled to various countries to understand the characteristics of the ships of all races on the mainland." Bolton looked at the blue sky with a longing look, and sighed: "The damn mechanical race has destroyed the shipbuilding industry in the entire Asia Mountains. I really want to Before you die, take another look at those colorful old ships."
Bolton clenched his right hand that was missing a finger into a fist, waved it and said excitedly: "I personally transformed the old ships in the ship cemetery into armored gunboats, and helped the Hasimas smash the robots in the Emerald Ocean. How fucking cool would that be!"
The leader of the craftsmen was dumbfounded. Although he could understand the mood of the factory director, he still persuaded him: "Director Bolton, it is very dangerous over the Emerald Ocean. It is said that the Hasima people are at a great disadvantage in the war. You are so You are so old, do you really want to go to such a far place?"
Bolton calmed down his excitement and regained his majesty as the factory director. He glared at the young craftsman and reprimanded loudly: "What do you mean? You want me to die there so that your kid can become the factory director?"
The young man waved his hands in panic and said in embarrassment: "That's not what I meant!"
Broken Finger Bolton snorted coldly, suddenly grinned again, patted the young man's shoulder, and said with a kind look: "Don't worry, the Emerald Ocean is much warmer than the Fengling Plain, my old bones can lie down comfortably. On the beach, blowing the sea breeze, listening to the mermaid sing to me!"
The craftsman leader opened his mouth in shock, and for a moment he really yearned for the vision described by Burton.
Broken Finger Bolton took advantage of the fact that the other party didn't react, and walked towards the dock with a graceful step.
A concerned call came from behind: "Director Bolton, please take care of yourself!"
Broken Finger Bolton waved his hand without looking back, and sighed in his heart.
The right hand with broken fingers had poor blood circulation due to malformed blood vessel growth and atrophy due to old age, and it quickly froze in the cold air.
He closed his palms and breathed a sigh of relief, put his right hand into the pocket of his wolf fur coat to keep warm, and walked down the hillside resolutely.
Every shipbuilding craftsman and team leader knows him, and he can call everyone by name, because these new immigrants from the Starwind Territory from all over the empire received their first shipbuilding course personally. of.
Along the way, people kept greeting him respectfully, and Bolton nodded with a smile.
Beside the road are rows of tall shipyard buildings, as well as densely populated residential buildings and municipal buildings in Huanlong Town.
Looking at the vibrant factories and towns, Burton vaguely recalled the appearance of the fjord village and the scene of logging to build the Edelweiss in the first place.
"I didn't expect that it would become like this in the blink of an eye," Jamil said with a proud smile on his lips, "Once, we just wanted to survive."
"That Li Ran is really stupid!" Bolton laughed.
He walked down the hillside, crossed the hardened road, passed by a group of apprentice craftsmen who had just arrived at the shipyard to report and did not know him yet, and stepped onto the pier plank road built of hardwood and metal castings.
Here, supplies delivered by horse-drawn carriages piled up into a hill, including boxes of grain reserves, refined weapons, metal castings, and wooden prefabricated components for explosive ballistae...
These equipment materials have a large inventory redundancy, which far exceeds the current living and production needs of Starwind Territory. However, when they are transported by ships to Hasima’s many island cities, they will greatly reduce the isolation of Hasima. People are re-armed and transformed into actual combat effectiveness and productivity.
Experienced shipbuilding craftsmen lined up in a long queue. Under the officer's roll call, they took their personal supplies bags and quickly boarded the gangway of the transport ship and headed to the cabin.
Transport ships and warships like this occupied most of the berths in Huanlong Port, and the docks were also crowded with people and materials preparing to board the ships.
This is the third material and engineering fleet from Starwind Leader to support Hasima.
This fleet will arrive at Savage City via the Ila River, where it will anchor briefly.
By then, the idle cabins in the fleet and the space rings carried will be loaded with a large number of explosive crossbows, shadow bombs, magic power cannons and other arms and supplies, and a team of research mages from the Ministry of Magic Technology will be allowed to board the ship.
After that, this fleet will not stop anymore, heading south all the way to the shelter of the Emerald Ocean and the ship cemetery of the Desolate Sea to carry out reinforcements and combat operations.
Bolton stood on a tall wooden container, watching the lively boarding scene with excitement.
"Let's set off, young men, the journey led by Xingfeng is full of stars and sea!"
