New World 1620

Chapter 1 The port that made history

September 2012, 9 AD.Coastal Y City, Guangdong Province.

The salty sea breeze swept the port area like a blower, greasy and mottled cranes stood by the pier like guards, and all kinds of freight locomotives flowed non-stop in various warehouse areas.

Part of the wharf area that is still being expanded is still busy. The hiss of electric welding arcs, the sound of heavy metal knocking, the tremor of ship motors entering and leaving the port, and the sound of whistles soaring into the sky, all kinds of quarrels and noises are circling on the wharf this weekend. .

"Workers, you have to believe that the relevant departments will handle this matter well, and your hard work will be respected. The government will not sit idly by..."

Difficult cries echoed in the noisy crowd, and the moving figures blocked the short figure holding a loudspeaker in the distance.

Su Zining squeezed out of the crowd, glanced at the vigilant policemen all around, took out his cigarette, and continued to look at the port area boredly.

In the distance, several groups of people with bright small flags were walking towards the other side of the port area. It seemed that there was another wave of tourists who had been delayed and planned to transfer to a temporary charter boat at the cargo port.

For City Y, those small islands outside the sea are also the focus of the city's economic development, although there are more complaints every year than the garbage in the port.Now, it is inevitable that this group of tourists will enjoy a wonderful scene of dock workers asking for wages.

In Su Zining's view, this is just another common incident where a private logistics company in the port area defaults on the wages of migrant workers. The only difference is that this time more than [-] dock workers crowded the dock to make trouble in an attempt to stop other port workers. normal work to attract the attention of the government.

Forklifts, trucks, and even cranes, these temporary dock workers can think of almost everything that can interfere with the normal work of the port, blocking the work section of the port area, which is usually the busiest.There are more and more people around, and many employees belonging to other freight companies are watching with sympathy.

The Labor Inspection Brigade and the police department of City Y were on the verge of a formidable enemy. Dozens of civilian police, riot police, and labor inspection brigade staff tried to persuade these more than a hundred tanned men.Several 120 ambulances were parked outside, and seven or eight medical staff were whispering.

The poor business owner didn't dare to come out at this moment, only Su Zining's boss, the deputy director of the Labor Inspection Center, was left shouting at the top of his lungs.

As the investigator assistant of the Labor Inspection Brigade, today is Su Zining's last day to perform official duties.Tomorrow, that is, Monday, he planned to submit an application for suspension without pay to the bureau.Facing this unchanging job, Su Zining finally felt that he had reached the point where he couldn't bear it.

Su Zining hadn't figured out what to do after leaving the job. Maybe it was to do his own foreign language major, to be a corporate translator, or maybe it was a small business that was destined to fail more often than succeed.

Minutes passed, and the surging crowd shook.Su Zining turned his head and found that his boss had disappeared at some point. A tall and strong man with a bald head took the place, holding a sign asking for salary in his hand and yelling. call.

Not far away, several men and women in suits and leather shoes were being pushed by the crowd, one of them was black, surrounded by several Chinese men and women.It seems that some kind of imported product is being inspected and handed over at the port. As a result, it is unlucky to meet dock workers asking for salary.

Throwing down the cigarette butt, Su Zining took one last look at the blue sky outside the harbor, and squeezed into the crowd again, looking for his boss amidst the smell of sweat and pushing.

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"Hehe, I'm sorry!"

Yan Xiaosong carefully passed the beautiful woman in cool clothes beside him, and leaned against the railing of the boarding area.Continuing to hold a simple drawing board, facing the distant seascape, the pencil quickly slid lines on the paper, outlining the beauty he understood in a very simple way.

As a professional advertising designer, Yan Xiaosong has a talent for painting, even though he has never received a real art education.

He likes to travel. Almost every year at this time, he would choose an unexpected tourist spot to wander around for a few days alone, and whenever he returned, he would always bring back a large number of local sketches.

This time, he chose an unknown second-rate coastal tourist spot in the south, a small coastal island in City Y.

There were complaints from female tourists and shouts from male tourists.Yan Xiaosong was happy again, and quickly used lines to draw the expressions on the paper with abstract lines.

Graceful women with extremely exaggerated figures and explosive muscular men appear in the works. In Yan Xiaosong's works, tourists with realistic eyes express their dissatisfaction with the travel agency's delayed schedule with another humorous image.

On the other side of the gaze, the chaotic crowd in the cargo port area came into view.Signs asking for salary, tense police officers, onlookers dock workers, and dock work vehicles detoured one after another.

After thinking about it, I pulled a new piece of paper, hesitating how to express this helpless real life.

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A maritime anti-smuggling ship affiliated to the Provincial Customs was swimming outside the port at a speed of twelve knots.More than a dozen customs anti-smuggling team members wearing red life jackets leaned on the side of the ship, staring intently at the chaotic port area hundreds of meters away.

It is said that the maritime anti-smuggling team has a major operation today, and the target is a certain bulk carrier from other provinces that is about to leave the port.The content of the operation is highly confidential. It is said that a domestic smuggler is about to use a bulk carrier to smuggle a batch of extremely valuable materials out of the country. For this reason, the customs anti-smuggling operation has temporarily obtained the cooperation of a heavily armed armed police team from Y City.

"The wind is increasing, everyone pay attention to safety." The tweeter on the ship sounded the low-pitched order of the anti-smuggling captain Zheng Quan, "The target is making preparations before the port. The personnel on the port side are in place, pay attention to observation, and wait for instructions from the headquarters."

One by one, the subordinates came to the standby positions, and Zheng Quan raised his binoculars to closely observe any movement of the target again.

In a certain corner of his line of sight, the turbulent crowd in a certain area of ​​the dock has begun to shake greatly, and it seems that the migrant workers who are asking for wages have reached an uncontrollable point.

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Unknowingly, the wind has increased a lot, and even the calm berthing area of ​​the port area has begun to undulate.The wind became stronger, and the originally sunny sky dimmed instantly. The garbage in the port and the canvas covering the containers were all rolled up.

The inexplicable wind force, which almost exceeded level eight, caused panic to appear in every corner of the dock area, and the chaotic crowd asking for salary slowed down instantly as if they were covered by something heavy.

"typhoon?!"

A word appeared in the hearts of everyone at the pier almost at the same time.

There was no weather warning, not even any warning, and strong winds came whistling in bursts.There were even big waves in the berthing area of ​​the port area, and the docked ships made squeaky sounds like squeezed metal.It seems that something is boiling in the seabed of the entire port, and the sea water seems to be about to stir before boiling.

"Shut up the port area immediately, pay attention to safety!" At this moment, the police's loudspeaker finally sounded, and countless people in every corner of the port area began to scurry, and even the warehouses on the docks kept running out of people.

With a stagger, Su Zining almost fell to the ground, and the cigarette he hadn't had time to light was crushed. The 26-year-old guy quickly adjusted his center of gravity, and by the way, he retreated and leaned against the wall of a warehouse.

Less than ten meters away, Su Zining saw the black man again, who had been knocked to the ground by the crowd running around, and beside him was a Chinese woman in a professional skirt who was busy helping him up.But it's a pity that this woman with outstanding figure was knocked to the ground by the dock workers who kept coming.

Smiling helplessly, Su Zining had no choice but to walk towards the fallen black man.At the other end, a few meters away, a young man with a drawing board in his hand was stumbling over, and seemed to be planning to lend a helping hand.

The moment the two reached out their hands at the same time, the color of the sky changed drastically.Blue lightning shrouded the port area like a huge grid, and the strong whirlwind enveloped everyone.

Customs anti-smuggling captain Zheng Quan firmly grasped the railing of the ship and lowered his body as low as possible.The strong wind had blown off his big-brimmed hat long ago, and the rolled up water waves hit his face, making it difficult to breathe.There is only the whistling wind in my ear, and the blue arc of light printed on my retina, other than that, my body has lost other perceptions.

In the end, there were bursts of low-pitched, strange noises like a cow's cry from the entire port area. People surrounded by blue light seemed to feel that the ground and the sea were being thrown up at the same time, and everything in front of them was upside down and spinning. ...

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At 2012 am on September 9, 16, a bizarre typhoon and thunderstorm landed in the port area of ​​Y City, and then stopped shortly after the thunderstorm passed.

The coast seemed to be bitten by some monster. Almost one tenth of the port area was destroyed by typhoons and thunderstorms, and several ships moored and passing by disappeared, leaving only a section of stripped earth and rocks. huge bowl.

Afterwards, according to statistics, more than four dock warehouse areas and the land area of ​​the port were stripped and disappeared, along with 5 ships and more than 500 people missing.

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The other side of history, September 1620, 9 AD.England, Plymouth Harbour.

On the dirty pier, hundreds of men and women in simple clothes were standing scattered in front of a sailing ship with even more simple luggage.

"May God bless us and give us new hope in life and the faith to overcome pain... Amen."

Pastor Brest finished his reading and was the first to step on board.Behind him are the 101 passengers who will leave their homes and be forced to migrate to the new world.

The sails were raised, the sailors climbed the ropes on the mast, and shouted various commands, and the passengers bowed their heads one after another, clenched their fists on their chests, and prayed in low voices.

Galen-type sailing ship with a displacement of 180 tons and the name of the ship "Mayflower".

There were 102 passengers on board, including 35 Puritans, and the rest were craftsmen, fishermen, poor farmers and 14 bankrupt indentured slaves.