Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

The two Japanese pilots lowered their heads even lower, their legs were trembling, and their bodies were unable to hold up and wanted to fall down.

The Japanese pilot, who had his eyes closed, trembled all over when the gunshot was fired, and then turned slightly, probably because he wanted to confirm whether he had been shot.

It wasn't until the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the side that I was sure that I hadn't been shot, so I closed my eyes tighter.

Looking at the Japanese pilots in front of him, Fang Lang suddenly felt a little bored. The two were a little tougher just now, so Fang Lang shot and killed them without hesitation.

If these three people could be a little tougher, Fang Lang would definitely shoot them without hesitation to vent his emotions.

But now that I see their behavior, it seems that I am bullying them. It makes me feel a little bored.

At this moment, the gunshots on the bow deck also attracted the attention of the guests on the ship. Qiu Ze, Qiu and Yi Zheng walked over quickly accompanied by the boatswain of the House with anxious faces.

He kept shouting:

"Chief Fang, keep people under the gun. Keep people under the gun!"

Behind them were two soldiers with guns, who were obviously ordered to monitor them.

Looking at the navy soldiers who were surrounded by the remaining three Japanese soldiers and blocking the way, Fang Lang looked coldly and looked at the two people with a little doubt:

"What, you two? Do you have any opinions on how many Japanese should be killed?"

Looking at Fang Lang's cold face, Qiu Ze waved his hands and said:

"Mr. Fang, that's not what you meant. I don't know if you can let us review it first. After the review, you can handle it however you want."

Fang Lang initially wanted to interrogate these Japanese and torture them. However, the unknown anger that suddenly arose just now completely eliminated his desire to torture them.

I just want to kill them and calm down my emotions.

However, after killing an officer and a die-hard who was not clamoring about the Geneva Convention, the unknown anger in my heart gradually subsided.

I feel that killing prisoners is really boring. It is better to fight them on the battlefield with real swords and guns.

Killing like this can relieve the hatred in his heart. Unfortunately, there is no chance now. It is impossible for him to lead a boat of people to the land and kill them without any care.

This is not killing the enemy at all, but sending death, because they have no way to break through the shore firepower.

I want to interrogate them, but I don’t have anything to ask. Since the two military commanders want it, let’s give it to them!

Fang Lang raised his hand to signal the soldiers to move out of the way, and said to the two of them:

"There are three more to send to you. After the interrogation, you can figure it out on your own! You can contact your people and they will come to pick you up tomorrow morning. We are also going back to Okinawa."

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Zhong Ze said with surprise:

"Really? Thank you so much. We will definitely report it to our superiors and thank the Allies for their selfless help."

"Don't just say thank you, if you really want to thank me. After you are done here, come and see me in the evening. I have a business to discuss with you."

Looking at the two national army personnel he had only come into contact with, Fang Lang thought of the plan he was going to implement. Who else is more suitable to be a human trafficker than military commanders?

No, it’s not a trafficker, it’s a labor agency.

His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he spoke directly.

Zhong Ze heard Fang Lang asking him to go find him at night. He didn't know why, but he suddenly felt a tightness in his anus. But he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Fang Lang didn't care about the two people's reactions and turned around to leave.

After watching Fang Lang leave, Zhong Ze and both of them breathed a sigh of relief. They always felt that something was wrong with their compatriot's mood just now, but they couldn't tell what was wrong.

What the two of them didn't know was that the crew of the House who had been on alert around them were also breathing a sigh of relief at the same time.

Fang Lang's performance today really made everyone a little scared. His expression of killing someone was like killing a chicken, which left an indelible impact on everyone.

Although the crew of the House are all soldiers and have also experienced naval battles.

However, this was also the first time that Fang Lang had seen Fang Lang casually headshot two enemies face to face.

When the skull was opened and red and white stuff came out, several navy soldiers almost vomited.

The aura exuded by Fang Lang at that time made not only a few Japanese prisoners uneasy, but also soldiers who had experienced such a scene for the first time.

He forced himself to stay calm for fear that Fang Lang would shoot him.

The aftermath of this incident was that all the crew members of the House unconsciously began to feel a little afraid when they saw Fang Lang.

Later, this matter became known to the entire First Fleet and even the entire Brazilian Navy. Fang Lang, a commander who seemed very talkative, was actually an out-and-out butcher, killing people as casually as killing chickens.

Although some people felt that Fang Lang was massacring prisoners, no one dared to make any comments in public.

Although this made Fang Lang's reputation unable to stop a child from crying at night, it also made the entire Brazilian navy fear him.

The interrogation of the three Japanese people by Zhong Ze and the two became extremely smooth. The guy with his eyes closed all the time seemed as if he didn't say anything.

In addition, the two of them were like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, answering whatever was asked.

There was even a rush to answer questions, which made Zhong Ze and the two very uncomfortable. When did the Japanese become so honest?

The Japanese pilot, who had kept his eyes closed, saw that the two of them had said everything, and seemed a little worried that if he didn't say anything, he would be dragged into target practice.

Slowly, I also joined in. Maybe this is what people often call herd mentality!

Of course, Fang Lang no longer cares about what happens here.

Now his mind has returned to the US bombing, although he cannot see the effect of the bombing.

However, after seeing the first wave of fleets turn around, the second wave of fleets came quickly.

Fang Lang knew that the Japanese freighters and warships in Shanghai could not be saved. Maybe after this wave of bombings, Shanghai's ports didn't know how long it would take to be put into use again.

After all, with so many cargo ships sinking in the port, it’s hard to tell how long it will take to clean them up.

Fang Lang, who felt bored, shook his head, left the matter to Vice Captain Reina, and went back to the captain's room to rest.

After dinner, Zhong Ze, Qiu Yuyi, accompanied by adjutant Qi Qingshan, arrived at Fang Lang's captain's room.

Looking at the two people standing in front of him who were a little uneasy, Fang Lang was not polite and said directly:

"I know that you are members of the military command and have great power in the government. I have a business that I would like to discuss with you or your commander."

When Zhong Ze heard this, he quickly said in a flattering tone:

"Sir, if you have any orders, please tell us. Whatever you need us to do, we will do it for you. If we can't do it, we will report it to our superiors and we will do it for you."

Fang Lang smiled, picked up the cigar on the ashtray, took a long puff, and exhaled the smoke before saying:

"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's actually very simple for you military commanders. I have some industries in Brazil and I want to recruit some Chinese workers to work there.

I have already contacted Hongmen in the United States. As soon as the war is over, they will start to help me recruit people.

I need more manpower, tens of thousands is not too little, hundreds of thousands is not too much.

Since we have known each other, I will give you this kind of wealth."

Zhong Ze didn't speak this time, but Qiu Yuyi, who had rarely spoken since his identity was revealed, spoke.

"Sir, I seem to have heard my brother at the door mention this matter. It turns out that this is your old business! You are really generous."

As he spoke, he extended his thumb.

Fang Lang didn't expect that Qiu Yuyi was also a member of the Hongmen, so he couldn't help but smile and said:

"I didn't expect that Brother Qiu turned out to be a member of the Hongmen. Has this thing started to work now? I don't know how effective it will be."

Hearing that Fang Lang actually called him Brother Qiu, Qiu Yuyi was so happy that he almost lost his way.

He quickly waved his hands and said:

"I don't dare to take it, I don't take it, Commander Fang is making love. Now this matter has been spread throughout Hongmen, and all the halls are gearing up.

After all, it costs five dollars to introduce a laborer, which is a huge sum of money. It will probably break your head by then."

I didn’t expect that the quotation offered by Hongmen in the United States to the domestic market was five dollars. How ruthless is this intermediary?

But Fang Lang didn't mind, he smiled and said:

"After all, this is a private behavior. The two of you are considered to be members of the public. How about talking about money? It's a bit inappropriate. My opinion is, how about using penicillin in exchange?"

When the two of them heard Fang Lang's words, their eyes suddenly shone with golden light. Penicillin is a good thing!

Because of the Japanese blockade, the price of penicillin in China is sky-high. It is worth two hundred dollars a bottle in the United States, but in China the price has more than tripled at least.

The reason why Fang Lang offered to exchange penicillin was because he was unwilling to give money and was used by the government to buy arms and weapons to fight the civil war.

As for penicillin, even if it is resold by government officials, it will definitely be kept in the country for use, and the people who will be treated will definitely be Chinese people.

In this way, at least many Chinese people will die and more seeds will be left for the nation.

This is also Fang Lang's original intention to establish the penicillin factory. The factory's output in the next four to five years will be sent to China.

Even if the war is over, we will continue to transport these life-saving medicines through Xiangjiang.

At this time Zhong Ze spoke.

"Are you serious about what Commander Fang said? I don't know how much each bottle of penicillin costs."

Fang Lang smiled and said:

"We are all compatriots, don't worry! I will give you a bottle of penicillin at the ex-factory price of two hundred dollars. That is, for every forty workers you introduce to me, I will give you a bottle of penicillin."

At first glance, it seems that it takes forty people to exchange for a bottle of penicillin. However, if the government were to purchase it at this price, it would not be available at all.

Fang Lang was even a little worried whether the government would arrest the entire village for this drug.

They can really do this kind of thing, but even if they do, Fang Lang won't mind.

After all, the lives of domestic people during this period were not as good as those of dogs. Although everyone had to leave their hometowns due to them, at least it was a way to survive.