Maria nodded, "Yes, yes. The issue of oil derricks already solved. You may not be aware of the design but a system exists in which a single floating, which is to say an oversize ship, derrick is stationed over a convenient point. At the seafloor, various wells are set up which pump the oil up. From there, the oil flows across the seafloor via pipelines which converge below the derrick and dangle from it's hall. Once the oil is used up, the pipelines are disconnected and pulled up into the derrick, the wells, large submarines, are sailed to their next sites, after the wells are capped obviously and the derrick is also sailed to it's next site where everything is set back up and the process resumes. 30 square miles can be worked using just 1 derrick and the oil can be directly pumped from the derrick's holding takes to a docked oil tanker or by the traditional method of a pipeline to shore if that's more practical.
"A rudimentary port can be set up using pre-fab docks. They can be sailed into place, anchored and put into use in as little to 3 days. Pre-fab warehouses, offices and other buildings, if the works crews can be provided can go up in just 2. Total time from shoreline to fully operational dock, 3 days with sufficient workers. Permanent facilities can be constructed at a later date.
As for the airfield, we'll require authorization to base our air force here, otherwise there is no point in the investment. We're not here to build your infrastructure for you obviously and so, if all we get is the pleasure of building you an airport, we just can't justify it. If we do receive authorization however, then improving the economic situation of a host nation is in our interest, so the investment can be justified."
Maria sat back once more, trying to get conformable, then continued, "And you didn't answer my question of diplomatic relations." Maria nodded for Cybil to speak and casually gazed over at her aid, wondering if, with her aid's intense look, she had a question herself.