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〃Around three o'clock； give or take；〃 answered Giraud without indecision。
Montaigne nodded at a big towboat pushing a string of barges downriver。 〃Looks like a cargo of lumber；〃 he said to Giraud。
〃Must be heading for that new industrial development near Melville。〃 Giraud looked like one of the Three Musketeers with his hawklike French features and flowing black mustache waxed and twisted at the ends。 Like Montaigne； Giraud had grown up in the Cajun land； only he had never left it。 A big man with a belly seldom empty of Dixie beer； he possessed a sardonic humor that was known up and down the river。
Montaigne watched as a small speedboat filled with four teenagers darted recklessly around the survey boat and cut in front of the barges； followed by four of their friends astride a pair of watercraft。
〃Stupid kids；〃 muttered Giraud。 〃If any of them lost their engines in front of the barges； there is no way the towboat could stop the momentum before running them over。〃
〃I used to do the same thing with my father's eighteen foot aluminum fishing skiff with a little twenty…five horsepower outboard motor； and I'm still alive。〃
〃Forgive me for saying so； General； but you were even dumber than them。〃
Montaigne knew that Giraud meant no disrespect。 He was well aware the pilot had witnessed his share of accidents during the long years he'd piloted ships and towboats up and down the Mississippi river system。 Ships running aground； oil spills； collisions； fires； he'd seen them all； and as with most old river pilots； he was a cautious man。 No one was more aware that the Mississippi was an unforgiving river。
〃Tell me； Lucas；〃 said Montaigne； 〃do you think the Mississippi will flow into the Atchafalaya one day？〃
〃One great flood is all it will take for the river to tear away the levees and sweep into the Atchafalaya；〃 replied Giraud stoically。 〃One year； ten years； maybe twenty； but sooner or later the river will run no more past New Orleans。 It's only a matter of time。〃
〃The Army Corps has fought a good battle to keep it hi control。〃
〃Man can't tell nature what to do for very long。 I only hope I'm around to see it。〃
〃The sight won't be pretty；〃 said Montaigne。 〃The effects of the disaster will be appalling。 Death； major flooding； mass destruction。 Why would you want to be a witness to such devastation？〃
Giraud turned from the wheel and stared at the general； a dreamlike look in his eyes。 〃The channel already carries the flow of the Red and Atchafalaya rivers。 Just think what a mighty river will flow through southern Louisiana when the entire Mississippi breaks loose and adds its discharge to the other two。 It will be a sight to behold。〃
〃Yes；〃 said Montaigne slowly； 〃a sight to behold； but one I hope I never live to see。〃
AT FIVE MINUTES BEFORE THREE O'CLOCK IN THE AFTERNOON； Lucas Giraud slipped the throttles to the big Caterpillar diesels to quarter speed as the Larson cruised past Morgan City at the lower end of the Atchafalaya River。 After crossing the Intracoastal Waterway and dropping below Qin Shang Mari…time's port of Sungari； the Larson entered the glassy…smooth waters of Sweet Bay Lake six miles from the Gulf of Mexico。 He swung the boat toward a turquoise…colored research ship with NUMA painted in large block letters on the hull amidships。 She has a no…nonsense； businesslike air about her； Giraud noted。 As the Larson drew closer he could read the name on the bow； Marine Denizen。 She looked like a ship that had seen her share of service。 He judged her age at twenty…five years or more； old for。 working ship。
The wind blew out of the southeast at fifteen miles an hour and the water had a light chop。 Giraud ordered a crewman to drop the fenders over the side。 He then eased the Larson against the Marine Denizen with a gentle bump； and held the survey boat against the research vessel just long enough for his passenger to step across a ramp that had been extended for his arrival。
On board the Denizen； Rudi Gunn raised his eyeglasses to the light streaming in through a porthole of the NUM A marine…survey ship； squinted his eyes and checked for smudges on the lenses。 Seeing none； he replaced the rims and adjusted the earpieces。 Then he looked down and studied the three…dimensional diorama of the Sungari shipping port that was beamed down on a horizontal surface by an overhead holographic projector。 The image was processed from forty or more aerial photographs taken at low altitudes by a NUMA helicopter。
Constructed on newly made land in a swampland along both banks of the Atchafalaya River before it emptied into the Gulf of Mexico； the port was hailed as the most modern and efficient shipping terminus in the world。 Covering two thousand acres and stretching over a mile on both sides of the Atchafalaya River； it was dredged to a navigational depth of thirty…two feet。 The Port of Sungari consisted of over one million square feet of warehouse space； two grain elevators with loading slips； a six…hundred…thousand…barrel…capacity liquid bulk terminal and three general…cargo handling terminals that could load and unload twenty container ships at one time。 The steel…faced docks on opposite sides of the river channel backed by landfill provided twelve thousand feet of deep…water berthage for all ships except heavily laden super…tankers。
What made Sungari different from most port facilities was its architecture。 No gray concrete buildings shaped in austere rectangles。 The warehouses and office structures were constructed in the shape of pyramids； all covered with a gold galvanized material that blazed like fire when struck by the sun。 The effect was electrifying； especially to planes flying overhead； and its glow could be seen from ships forty miles out in the Gulf。
A light rap came on the door behind Gunn。 He stepped across the ship's conference room； used for meetings between the ship's scientists and technicians； and opened the door。 General Frank Montaigne stood in the passageway outside； looking dapper in a gray suit with vest and leaning on his cane。 〃Thank you for ing； General。 I'm Rudi Gunn。〃
〃mander Gunn；〃 said General Montaigne affably； 〃I've looked forward to meeting you。 After my briefing by officials from the White House and INS； I'm delighted to find that I'm not the only one who believes Qin Shang to be a deviously clever menace。〃
〃We seem to be members of a growing club。〃
Gunn showed the general to a chair beside the three…dimensional image of Sungari。 Montaigne leaned toward the projected diorama； his hand and chin resting on the leaping frog atop his cane。 〃I see NUMA also uses holographic imagery to demonstrate their marine projects。〃
〃I've heard the Army Corp of Engineers takes advantage of the same technology。〃
〃It es in handy to convince Congress to increase our funding。 The only difference is； our unit is designed to show fluid motion。 When we brief the various mittees in Washington； we like to impress them with a demonstration on the horrors of a disastrous flood。〃
〃What's your opinion of Sungari？〃 asked Gunn。
Montaigne seemed lost in the image。 〃It's as if an alien culture came down from space and built a city in the middle of the Gobi Desert。 It's all so pointless and unnecessary。 I'm reminded of the old saying； All dressed up and no place to go。〃
〃You're not impressed with it。〃
〃As a shipping terminus； I find it about as useful as a second belly button on my forehead。〃
〃Hard to believe Qin Shang got the necessary approval and permits for such a vast project with no profitable future；〃 said Gunn。
〃He submitted a prehensive development plan that was approved by the Louisiana state legislature。 Naturally； politicians will jump on any industrial development they think will increase employment and revenue that won't tap the taxpayers' pockets。 With no obvious downside； who can blame them？ The Army Corps also approved their permits for dredging because we saw no interruption in the natural flow of the Atchafalaya River。 The environmentalists raised hell； of course； because of the virtual destruction of a vast area of wetlands。 But all their objections and those of my own engineers concerning the future alteratio
