Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

In the welcoming team, the only figure who looked out of place was the commander of the Marine Corps, Colonel Waldo Gramma.

Because he didn't understand the situation when he first arrived, he was beaten by Fang Lang with a combination of punches and thrown into the Marine Corps to participate in basic training.

It almost cost him his life. After returning home from the first day of training, he realized that he had been tricked.

However, at this point, he has already participated in the training, and quitting halfway is obviously more inappropriate and may cause his image in the army to plummet.

There is no way to convince the masses. If a military chief cannot convince the masses, then his career as a military leader will be over.

Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. Today, Chief of Staff de la Torre informed him that he would be picked up at the airport and he was extremely happy.

It's not that he misses Fang Lang that much or worries about Fang Lang's attack.

The main thing is that you can take the opportunity to rest.

After Fang Lang finished greeting everyone, he boarded the car and headed to the First Fleet Headquarters.

In the car, Fang Lang asked Chief of Staff De La Torre:

"Have all crew members arrived safely?"

"Yes, boss.

The crew has arrived at the Norfolk Naval Base on the east coast of the United States as planned. They are just waiting for us to complete the formalities and are ready to receive our new aircraft carrier at any time."

De La Torre answered his commander's question simply and neatly.

"Then let's prepare and leave for the United States as planned to pick up our first aircraft carrier."

At this moment, Fang Lang was actually looking forward to it. After all, this is an aircraft carrier!

Although it is not as advanced as the aircraft carriers of later generations, it is still a big toy in the hearts of many boys.

There are probably few men who have never dreamed of commanding such a big guy to gallop across the ocean!

Fang Lang admitted that battleships are also cool, but in the final analysis, battleships can no longer keep up with the times.

Future wars require air supremacy, and the navy's air supremacy needs aircraft carriers to guarantee it.

At the same time, this is also a seed to accumulate aircraft carrier talents and understand the structure of the aircraft carrier.

Designers at their own shipyards can also get some inspiration from this big guy to prepare for their own shipyards to take on aircraft carrier orders in the future.

"But, sir, don't you need a break?"

De La Torre asked worriedly.

Fang Lang looked at de la Torre's worried expression and smiled:

"There's no need to rest, I'm not injured.

But the soldiers of the guard platoon should give them a holiday. This time they go to the United States and transfer a platoon from the Marine Corps to serve as guards!"

De La Torre knew that he only had to implement what Fang Lang decided.

Judging from Fang Lang's appearance, he should not have been affected at all. After all, Fang Lang was an army soldier who had participated in the European War, so he must be used to life and death situations.

"Okay boss. Lieutenant Silio Leitch, I'm waiting for you in your office. He said he has something to report to you."

Hearing de la Torre's words, Fang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled like a fox.

He knew in his heart that the things he had arranged for him to do should have been completed.

He nodded and said no more.

De La Torre would not take the initiative to ask Fang Lang, after all, Fang Lang would never hide anything he needed to know from him.

Don't pry into things that your superiors won't tell you. This is De La Torre's cleverness.

There was silence all the way. As soon as Fang Lang arrived at the door of his office, he saw Lieutenant Sirio Leitch from the Second Logistics Division sitting upright in the waiting area outside the office.

He was still holding a document bag in his hand. When he saw Fang Lang coming back, he quickly stood up and saluted:

"Hello, sir!"

Fang Lang smiled, waved his hand and pointed to the office:

"Let's go in and talk."

After saying that, he stepped forward and opened his office door.

Lieutenant Sirio Leitch followed closely and walked in. Qi Qingshan, who followed behind him, immediately closed the office door from the outside.

When Fang Lang entered the office, he sat directly on the desk and said to Lieutenant Sirio Leitch very casually:

"Show me the information, and you can pour whatever you want to drink! By the way, pour me a cup of black tea."

Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, Lieutenant Sirio Leitch smiled without being polite. He put the document bag in his hand on the desk with both hands and pushed it in front of Fang Lang.

He turned around and went to the tea area to prepare tea for Fang Lang.

Fang Lang opened the file bag and saw a photo of a woman sandwiched among several files. The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties, wearing a dress, with a graceful figure and very eye-catching big waves.

You can also see from the black and white photo above that she is a gorgeous and charming beauty.

"Haha... No wonder, this can be regarded as a hero struggling to be a beauty!"

Lieutenant Sirio Leitch turned back to Fang Lang and said:

"Yes, boss. I have seen her in person, and she is more beautiful than in the photo.

With big golden waves, not many men can refuse."

Fang Lang raised his head and smiled at Lieutenant Sirio Leitch:

"Why, you also like big waves?"

Lieutenant Sirio Leitch looked at the officer's strange expression and didn't quite understand what Fang Lang meant.

But he still smiled and said:

"Boss, didn't you teach us to learn to appreciate all beautiful things?

Don’t you like big waves?”

Happiness between men is sometimes very simple. Fang Lang knew that Lieutenant Sirio Leitch did not really understand the meaning of his words, but he still couldn't help laughing.

"Haha... Lieutenant Sirio Leitch, I like your candor.

I think no one can resist a beautiful blonde with big waves, right?"

I smiled and started to check the information on the file, but found nothing special.

Continuing to open it again, while Fang Lang was inspecting it, Lieutenant Sirio Leitch picked up a cup of black tea and put it in Fang Lang's hand.

Then he stood quietly opposite the desk, waiting for Fang Lang to finish reading the information.

Fang Lang looked up and saw that Lieutenant Sirio Leitch had not prepared a drink for him.

Asked:

"Why don't you pour yourself a drink?"

Lieutenant Sirio Leitch knew that Fang Lang was not being polite to him, but really regarded him as one of his own.

So, let yourself be casual.

But it is impossible for him to prepare tea for himself in the chief's office at will.

He smiled and shook his head:

"I just drank two cups of coffee outside."

After hearing the other party's answer, Fang Lang did not continue to dwell on such a trivial matter and asked:

"Are you still in the United States?"

"Yes, we are just monitoring from a distance and have no contact with him.

If you agree, we can take them back to Natal at any time."

"Is her side clean?"

"So far, we have not found any abnormalities.

I have not seen her come into contact with anyone suspected of being an intelligence officer."

"I know, I will pay a visit in person when I go to the United States this time."

With that said, Fang Lang put the information back into his file bag and handed it to Lieutenant Silio Leitch.

The lieutenant took it with both hands and said:

"I understand, then I'll go down and make arrangements first."

Fang Lang nodded, took a sip of the black tea on the table, and his eyes became a little deep.

Lieutenant Sirio Leitch saluted and turned to leave.

After taking a short rest in Natal, Fang Lang and his party took a special plane directly to Norfolk, the U.S. east coast naval base.

Because of General Clark's operation, this arms purchase has become a purely commercial transaction, so the US Navy has not arranged personnel docking.

Instead, the staff of Shata Company directly arranged vehicles to transport everyone directly to the naval base.

Looking through the car window at your own aircraft carrier is a completely different feeling than looking at someone else's aircraft carrier.

The vehicle looked very small when parked next to the aircraft carrier. After the vehicle stopped, Fang Lang directly opened the door and got out of the car.

I couldn’t wait to raise my head and look at the giant creature around me.

A long line of vehicles followed them and stopped one after another. After the soldiers jumped out of the back of the truck, they also looked up and sighed involuntarily.

Without personal experience, I really can’t understand everyone’s mood at this moment.

General Clark patted Fang Lang on the arm and said:

"It's not like you've never been on an aircraft carrier before, why are you making such a fuss?"

Fang Lang said without looking back:

"You don't understand. The original aircraft carrier was yours, but now this one is mine.

This feeling is completely different."

Clark looked at Fang Lang's drool and said with a smile:

"What can be the difference? Aren't they all the same warships?"

"When you see other people's women being beautiful in photos, do you feel the same as having this beautiful woman yourself?"

Fang Lang's words made Old Clark beside him so angry that he almost vomited blood. Is there such a way to describe it?

But thinking about how excited I was when I took over my own aircraft carrier for the first time, I just shook my head and said nothing more.

After finally coming back to his senses, Fang Lang glanced at the chaotic team behind him, frowned, and coughed twice. The deputy captain reacted and quickly blew the assembly whistle.

Only then did the soldiers react and began to gather in line.

Fang Lang turned around and saw three people coming up and down the aircraft carrier's gangway. The leader was Jefferson, the general manager of Shata Company.

Fang Lang smiled and stepped forward to shake hands, hug each other, and greet each other.

"Boss, this big guy is in very good condition. We have just arranged for the Navy to do an in-depth maintenance. We have inspected the goods and all the equipment is running normally.

No equipment has been disassembled and can be put into battle at any time."

Jefferson also admired Fang Lang's connections in the U.S. Navy, and he was able to convince the Navy to resolve this matter so quickly.

"That's good. Are there any other documents that I need to sign?"

Fang Lang was very satisfied with the big guy in front of him at this moment. After all, this is the most advanced aircraft carrier in the world.

"There is no need to rush the documents. We have already signed most of them with people from the Brazilian Navy and Logistics Equipment Department.

I just need to wait for you to sign the acceptance document."

"That is to say, as long as we pass the acceptance inspection and sign the document, this aircraft carrier will belong to the Brazilian Navy, right?"

"Yes, boss!"

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Fang Lang smiled and turned to the newly formed aircraft carrier officers and said:

"We board the ship for acceptance."

Everyone agreed with a roar.

"It's sir."

Then all the soldiers, led by their respective commanders and American advisers, boarded the Essex-class aircraft carrier, which is currently the most advanced aircraft carrier in the world.

Because most of the US military advisers have served on the USS Tarawa aircraft carrier, they are very familiar with the situation of the aircraft carrier.

After everyone boarded the aircraft carrier, Fang Lang, accompanied by Jefferson, visited his own aircraft carrier.

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