"Colonel Dickson, friendship is friendship, business is business. The remuneration of five million USD for each voyage is something we've discussed! "
Wilson shook his head helplessly and said:
"I'm afraid I can't comply! Our profits are limited, and five million is already the limit we can afford! "
"Honorable Sir Wilson …"
Colonel Dickson held the railing and sneered: "Do you think I don't know your profits?"
"Your partners are Glaxo and more than a dozen pharmaceutical giants, as well as many nuclear power plants."
"And every time you dispose of the garbage, the remuneration you receive from the pharmaceutical giants and nuclear power plants, as well as the government's rewards, exceed a hundred million USD. But what about your costs? It's just a few ships. I'm afraid it's less than a million USD. This is a profitable business! "
"What about us? You know, there are more than 300 soldiers and sailors on this ship. They have to go through more than ten days of arduous sailing, facing tropical storms and other bad weather, as well as the abominable Sodoni pirates. They're exchanging their lives for money, but the remuneration is only a few thousand USD! "
"Colonel Dickson, as expected of someone who spent time in the French Marine Corps. I can't hide anything from you!"
Wilson smiled bitterly and helplessly: "But the New World Renewable Energy Company doesn't belong to me alone. There are many shareholders. I'm afraid your proposal won't pass the board of directors! "
"They'll pass! You won't find a better partner in France, or even in the world. "
Dickson smiled domineeringly: "Also, you can tell those old fogeys that if they don't agree, I'll expose it to the BBC. I think they'll be very interested in these dirty tricks!"
"You'll announce internationally that these pollution sources have been disposed of by you with high technology and a lot of money."
"In fact, you're just treating Sodoni's North Bay as a garbage dump and dumping it here without any treatment."
"And this garbage is all toxic medical waste. What's even more terrifying is nuclear waste."
"Colonel Dickson, you're destroying the friendship and trust we've built with great difficulty!"
Wilson's face stiffened, and he was furious, but the good upbringing of a French gentleman allowed him to suppress his anger.
"No, on the contrary, I've always cherished my friendship with Sir Wilson!"
Colonel Dickson said with a lazy smile.
"If you can help me achieve my goal, I'll give you a million USD for every escort! My understanding of friendship is very simple. It's to give a friend the greatest benefits! What do you think? "
"Butcher! What a butcher! What an unpredictable guy! "
Wilson cursed inwardly.
But he could only raise his goblet and say seriously, "Well then, let's toast to our friendship!"
Crash!
In front of them, more than a dozen large garbage ships had their boards opened, revealing piles of stinky garbage.
Several large excavators were activated. The mechanical arms that were more than ten meters long twisted, and the huge bucket dumped piles of garbage that had been simply packed into the blue sea water.
Only a few minutes later, a layer of colorful garbage floated on the surface of the sea within a radius of over ten miles.
Disposable medical supplies, gauze stained with blood, expired drugs, yellow nuclear waste, and black oil stains of unknown composition …
The clear blue seawater had already turned black, and the waves became smooth and powerless under the pressure of the viscous oil film.
Half an hour later, garbage and sewage flowed along the ocean current into Sodoni's territorial waters and coastal areas.
The beach, which had been full of vitality and grass, was now covered by a layer of black oil and garbage.
Fish that had died due to lack of oxygen floated on the surface. Their gradually grayish-white eyes stared at the sky in despair.
Seagulls and all kinds of waterfowl struggled in the oil stains.
They were like black sculptures made of asphalt. Only their eyes could prove that they were living creatures.
"They're here again!"
"Oh my god, these despicable devils!"
At this moment, dozens of Sodoni natives from nearby tribes appeared on the beach.
They were skinny and scantily clad. They cursed the distant ships in their native language and fished out the seabirds with tears in their eyes.
They soaked the waterfowl in detergent, trying to wash off the oil stains on their bodies.
But it was very difficult. The oil and feathers stuck together tightly. With just a little bit of force, the feathers fell off along with the oil stains.
Most of these waterfowl died.
A few skinny black men with bare backs, wearing flowery pants and slippers and carrying old-fashioned rifles, danced angrily, shouting and cursing. Some fired at Dickson's fleet.
But the distance between the two sides was more than ten nautical miles, far beyond the range of rifles.
The bullets fell powerlessly into the endless sea less than a thousand meters away. They did not cause any waves, nor could they hurt Colonel Dickson and the others.
No one paid attention to them at all. The garbage continued to be dumped.
The surface of the sea was filled with garbage and dead tuna, lobsters, and prawns, emitting a strong stench.
"F * ck the oil!"
"F * ck the oil, it's hot!"
The black brothers were furious. They expressed their anger in the simplest English.
"This is the third time this month!"
A skinny child, about thirteen or fourteen years old, hugged a dead seabird and cried helplessly.
Every time he wiped his tears, a large amount of dirt would be left on his face.
He was covered in poisonous sores that flowed with thick water.
This was because the seawater had polluted his drinking water and food, causing him to be infected with many strange diseases.
But compared to the physical pain.
The helplessness and pain of watching the offshore sea, which was originally used as a "granary", be polluted was even more heart-wrenching.
"Babulu, are you willing to fight with us?"
An old man with a head full of white hair stroked his head kindly.
It seemed that he was also a tribal chief or something like that.
"Grandpa Simba, I'm willing! I'm going to kill them! "
Babulu clenched his fists and gritted his teeth.
"The glorious Sodoni pirates, we're going to fight them to the death! Protect our territorial waters and granaries! "
"Children of Sodoni, move! We want to protect our suffering motherland! The beginning will protect us! "
Simba raised his arms and shouted.
As soon as he gave the order, everyone immediately started to move.
The black youths picked up a few rubber boats covered with plastic tape from the woods and put them into the water.
They jumped on and paddled with all their might.
Babulu held an ancient book with a portrait of Jiang Tian printed on the cover, raised a tattered national flag, and stood straight at the head of the leading rubber boat.
The black people had not eaten for many days. Their faces were dark and their bodies were thin. Their physiques were very weak. After paddling for a while, they were panting, and bean-sized beads of sweat oozed out of their dark skin.
Their heartbeats were speeding up, and they slowly felt a sharp pain. Their hearts almost jumped out of their chests.
But they did not slack off and paddled with all their might.
The two rubber boats broke through two white waves on the calm sea, and they could even make the tattered national flag flutter in the wind!
They did not say a word and stared at the ship that splashed the garbage.
They panted and paddled with all their might. Every time they paddled, the rubber boats broke through the waves and rushed forward more than ten meters.
Their movements were precise and uniform, like a program that entered an endless loop, like tireless machines.
In the vast and boundless sea, their small rubber dinghies were so small that they were even smaller than an ant.
The spaceship, which was full of garbage, did not speed up or slow down. It slowly operated according to the established procedures.
Piles of poisonous and stinking medical garbage fell into the calm seawater.
The black people continued to paddle. The anemia caused by the lack of oxygen had turned the world into a black fog in their eyes.
"Children, can't you take it anymore?"
Simba asked in a deep voice, "Do you feel that the fire in your heart is about to be extinguished?"
He revealed a fatherly smile.
"If you don't want to be extinguished, then ignite yourself in the name of Tai Chu!"
"In the name of Tai Chu, ignite us!"
The black people shouted, feeling the blood in their bodies burning.
Grandpa Simba also picked up the paddle and paddled with all his might.
He roared to the sky, "Although we will die, we have to let them see our stance. We are not afraid of death!"
Although they were fully mentally prepared, they still froze when they rushed into the fleet. The rubber boats only glided forward mechanically under inertia.
The French ships were too big, bigger than many mountains they had seen before!
The setting sun plated a layer of gold on the huge fleet.
Surrounded by the fleet, the black people seemed to be moving in an isolated basin.
In this desolate world, only the sound of their paddles echoed.
After fainting from the shock, Simba tried his best to calm himself down. He pointed at a ship that was dumping garbage and said in a deep voice, "Children, we're in range. Fire!"
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The black brothers poured their bullets out to their heart's content.
The bullets did not leave any obvious marks on the ship's hull.
All the ships were as steady as a rock. They were like tigers looking down on ants. They arrogantly remained motionless and continued to dump garbage.
"Pull away and shoot their people!"
Grandpa Simba ordered.
The rubber boats quickly retreated and pulled away from the ships.
Grandpa Simba's thin body straightened. He picked up the rifle and narrowed his eyes to aim.
Pa!
A New World staff member fell into a pool of blood.
The crew was in chaos as they reported the information to Colonel Dickson.
Colonel Dickson immediately took measures.
It was like a lion being stung by a lowly ant. Although it did not hurt his muscles and bones, it only made him slightly angry. However, he still used the lightest measure to eliminate these ants.
Boom!
Under Dickson's command, a ship suddenly turned sideways, and a mountain-like wave formed.
The huge waves that blotted out the sky and covered the earth instantly overturned several rubber dinghies.
Simba and the others were swept into the deep sea. Three black brothers suffocated to death, and their bodies sank to the bottom of the sea.
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