Reborn Brazil as a Plutocrat

On the beach on the east coast of Fernando de Noronha Islands, two tank landing craft were parked on the beach.

Two groups of heavily armed warriors, using the cover of shields, quickly rushed onto the beach.

The bombers and fighter jets in the sky were flying over their heads, flying straight towards the island.

This is obviously a standard beach landing tactic.

But the strange thing is that there is no defensive front formed by any enemies on the island.

This made the commandos who were a little nervous at first a little confused.

It's like a hard punch hitting cotton.

It’s unspeakably uncomfortable.

"Strange, why are there no defenders?"

"That's right! We were bombarded and shelled just now, so we can't be lonely!"

"What nonsense are you talking about? People in the aviation force are not blind. How could they do such a stupid thing?"

"In my opinion, these Japanese dwarfs don't know how to fight at all, and they haven't even built fortifications."

"How do you know that the other party is not trying to lead us into the jungle and ambush us?"

"I'm a little worried whether it will be wiped out by aircraft and naval guns."

"No! If so, wouldn't our work be in vain?"

"Don't tell me, it's really possible.

These little Japanese dwarfs might not even have gotten up just now!

Directly on the bed, they were all wiped out by the bombing of the plane."

"That's right! There are only a few hundred of them in total. They can't really be destroyed by the bomb!"

"Asshole, look, these aviation soldiers are here again. Are they asking for soup and not even giving us some soup?"

"Fuck, the plane flew directly into the island."

"Don't worry, a plane can lay an egg. In the end, it's up to us to reap the results.

In such a dense jungle, I don’t believe they can blow up all the Japanese.”

Although everyone felt it, the enemies on the island did not organize effective resistance at all.

There may be no enemy defense on their opposite side.

But this is war, and the training they received does not allow them to act recklessly.

Therefore, although they were talking a lot with their mouths, there was no change in the movements of their hands.

After the shields advance to a reef that can provide cover, the team starts with the warriors at the back and separates from the team one by one. They hide on the rocks and raise their guns to look for the enemy.

Trying to provide fire support to the soldiers who are still advancing ahead.

Obviously, their actions were in vain because there were no enemies on the opposite side.

But everyone still followed the training process to grab the beach. When every soldier felt that the soldiers behind him had left the team, he patted himself with the hand on his body to signal to leave the team.

Next it was my turn to find cover and leave the team.

Soon everyone found their own bunkers on the landing plant, and the soldiers in the front row had already dropped their heavy shields.

We still haven't found any enemy situation.

Not far away, the sound of bomber bombs exploding was heard again. It was obvious that the enemy was discovered by bombers again.

The Marines are still landing according to their own tactical actions.

The squad leader waved his hand, and the soldiers carrying new rifles and submachine guns took the lead in getting out of the bunker and charging towards the shore.

The comrades holding rifles behind them were filling the gaps left by their comrades as they moved forward and forward while covering each other.

The whole action was smooth and coordinated, and all of this was faithfully recorded by the camera.

After covering the advance all the way, the soldiers finally entered the jungle and penetrated towards the place where the bombing sounded.

But at this time, the Japanese actually had no fighting capacity.

After the last one hundred or so people were bombed again by the second batch of bombers led by Sam Dudley, less than thirty enemies were still able to stand normally.

Kobayashi Hisaku knew they were doomed.

But he is a veteran, and he cannot accept his fate of failure.

He is not a samurai, and there is no rib around him for him to commit seppuku.

Therefore, he can only choose to fight the enemy desperately.

Looking at the clearly collapsed Mizuno Nobui next to him, Kobayashi Kusaku stepped forward and slapped him twice in the face.

Whether it was Mizuno Nobui or the Japanese around him, they were all stunned.

All eyes were focused on Kobayashi Hisaku.

"Baga! Mizuno-kun, do you want to be a coward?

Our enemy is very powerful and we are doomed.

But are you willing to just lie here and wait to die in obscurity?

No, it will never be allowed. We are His Majesty Tianhuang's people, and we are brave warriors.

I don't allow it. I don't even have a chance to shoot, so I die quietly.

Believe me, the enemy's infantry must have arrived ashore.

Even if we die, we will die on the way to charge.

We want our enemies of the Japanese Empire to know how terrifying His Majesty Tianhuang’s warriors are.

Everyone, check your weapons and follow me and prepare to meet the enemy."

After saying that, he picked up a usable rifle on the ground and stuffed it into Mizuno Xinyi's arms.

Ignoring Mizuno Nobui's reaction, Kobayashi Hisaku looked like a trapped animal that had fallen into a trap.

Showing an unprecedented fierce look.

He walked up to every Japanese who seemed to be alive and gave him a slap or a kick.

Stuffing the weapons around them into his arms.

These people are either confused, numb, panicked, excited, timid, or crying in pain.

There are many expressions.

However, everyone stood up staggeringly according to his request.

There was a young man about 16 years old, crying in pain and muttering, "Mom! Mom!"

After Kobayashi Jiuzaku heard this, he slapped him four or five times in a row, causing his face to swell up.

She grabbed his collar with fierce eyes and scolded him in a cold tone

"If you let me hear you make such a cowardly cry again, I will shoot you directly."

After saying that, he turned around and looked around, looking at the Japanese people around him, and said with fierce eyes

"Everyone, bayonets on.

For His Majesty Tianhuang, we must die on the way to charge.

If anyone dares to retreat, I will kill him with my own hands."

At this time, Kobayashi Kusaku was like a bloodthirsty wolf, not only cruel to his enemies, but even crueler to his own people.

Mizuno Xinyi has completely lost his energy and spirit, and has also lost the leadership of this team.

The current wolf king is Kobayashi Hisaku.

I don’t know if it was Xiaolin Jiuzaku’s intimidation that worked, or it was for their Majesty Tianhuang.

These people actually slowly cheered up and began to check their weapons.

Mounted a bayonet on the rifle.

Seeing this situation, Kobayashi Jiuzaku nodded with satisfaction and took the lead in leading everyone towards the seaside.

The two groups of people walking towards each other soon met in the jungle.

I don’t know who discovered whom first, and I don’t know which side fired the shot first.

But as soon as the first gunshot started, fierce exchanges of fire began to ring out in the jungle.

On one side are the Japanese who are determined to die, and on the other are the well-trained Brazilian Marines.

In terms of combat effectiveness, the Japanese obviously cannot compete with the Marine Corps. In terms of number of people, the Marine Corps is more than three times the number of the opponent.

Therefore, a confrontation with huge disparity in strength.

The battle lasted less than a quarter of an hour and was completely over.

The short and fat Mizuno Shingi has been in a state of confusion since he was bombed, and he doesn't know what he is thinking.

At this moment, he was lying under a leafy tree, covering his bleeding wound.

Looking through the dense jungle, looking at the rising sun that has jumped out of the sea, I seem to see the Japanese flag.

But what leaked from the corner of his mouth was indeed not a smile, but a bitter look on his face.

At this moment, he felt very regretful. If he had known this, he should not have stayed in Brazil at all.

Maybe returning to Japan is the real right choice.

Less than five meters away from him, a gray-haired figure was lying face to the ground.

That was his former assistant Kobayashi Hisaku. At this time, he no longer dared to look at him with any contempt.

This is a crazy guy.

He knew that the other party was not dead yet, and he was holding three grenades in his arms.

Needless to say, he also knows what the other party wants to do.

Given the distance between me and him, I will definitely be affected.

Mizuno Nobugi knew he was dead. There was no way this crazy old guy would let himself be caught alive by the Brazilians.

As the organizer of this team, if I fall into the hands of the Brazilians alive.

Everything they have done will become meaningless and become a huge joke.

But if you wait for others, you will use your own life to defend your honor at the last moment.

People in future generations will definitely commemorate the bravery of myself and others.

Praise your own deeds and establish yourself and others as new heroes.

However, Mizuno Xinyi doesn't want to be a hero, he thinks he can still save the life.

Since he has surrendered once, he does not mind surrendering again.

His younger sister Mizuno Korei is still in Brazil. With the strength of her younger sister’s husband’s family, they will definitely be able to get her out of prison.

By then, you can continue to enjoy a wonderful life.

Instead of throwing away your life just to become this bullshit hero.

Now, he just wants to live a good life. All the glory, the empire, the honor, and the heroes are bullshit.

Even the sun on the horizon that looks like the Japanese flag should be the afterglow of the setting sun.

In the distant jungle, several figures holding weapons jumped nimbly in the jungle.

Gunfire sprayed out from the muzzle of the weapon in his hand from time to time.

Mizuno Shingi knew this was his last chance.

He endured the pain, released the wound pressing on his abdomen, and raised his hands high above his head.

Noticing a soldier who was already aiming at him, he moved the muzzle of the gun to one side.

Mizuno Xinyi breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to use his hand to remind the other party to pay attention to Kobayashi Kusaku not far away.

But when he looked at Kobayashi Kusaku, he found that the other person had turned his face lying on the ground towards him at some point.

The expression on his blood-stained face was ferocious, and his eyes were staring at him.

It's as if you are going to eat yourself alive.

Mizuno Nobugi, who was already losing blood, felt a chill rising from his heart, and his body shivered involuntarily.

The hand that wanted to point to the other person paused unconsciously.

Even the raised hands seemed to have lost their strength and fell down slumped.

But when the two soldiers approached Kobayashi Kusaku, the other's hand that was under him suddenly tugged.

White smoke started to come out from underneath me.

Mizuno Xinyi closed his eyes with a sad smile on his face, scolding all the eighteen generations of Kobayashi Kusaku's ancestors in his heart.

Even Tianhuang, whom he believed in, was scolded by him as an individual with no skin.

Only then did he suddenly realize that everything was false, only that he was going to die was real.

Kobayashi Jiuzaku, who was lying on the ground, waited for three seconds and then suddenly turned over.

Revealing the grenade that was smoking in his arms.

The two commandos who had just walked up to him were startled.

I wanted to turn around and avoid it, but it was already too late.

There was a loud "Peng" sound, and shrapnel flew across a range of more than ten meters, shooting in all directions.

When all the dust settled, Kobayashi Kusaku had disappeared.

Two commandos were also knocked to the ground and lost their lives.

Mizuno Xinyi, who was leaning against the tree, was covered in blood and hung with minced meat.

Blood was spitting out from his mouth.

I heard Portuguese shouting loudly

"Asshole! These damn Japanese dwarfs.

Everyone, be careful of the enemy's suicide attacks, and shoot all enemies.

Don’t live alive.”

A sad smile escaped from the corner of Mizuno Xinyi's mouth, and he closed his eyes weakly.

At noon, Fang Lang, who was sitting on the bridge of the aircraft carrier, received a report from his subordinates.

"Your Excellency, General, our army has completely recovered the Fernando de Noronha Islands and completely wiped out the invading enemies."

The intelligence officer stood at attention beside Fang Lang and saluted.

Fang Lang nodded and asked casually

"What are the casualties?"

"In this battle, five of our troops were killed and 16 were lightly or seriously wounded."

Hearing this, Fang Lang frowned and said unsatisfied

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"What's the situation, five people died in battle against a group of untrained farmers?"

"Your Majesty General, four of our people were killed by enemy suicide attacks and one was killed by a stray bullet.

These Japanese dwarfs are so crazy.

Several people fired grenades and wanted to die with our soldiers.

If the soldiers had not responded promptly and shot all the corpses, there might have been greater casualties."

Fang Lang sighed softly. He knew that the Japanese were crazy, but he didn't expect that these Japanese farmers in Brazil were as crazy as the Japanese who had been educated by Japanese militarism.

I was also careless. I should have warned the soldiers earlier to beware of the Japanese.

In fact, Fang Lang initially thought about using incendiary bombs to burn the Japanese on the island to death.

But considering that this is Brazil’s own territory after all, we don’t want to damage the island’s environment too much.

I am also worried that some people in China will make a fuss about this cruel weapon.

I didn't use them. I didn't expect these little Japanese to cause casualties to their own troops.

It seems that you really can’t underestimate any Japanese!

When dealing with the Japanese in the future, we must be more careful and cruel.

Sighing, Fang Lang explained to De La Torre beside him

"Collect the remains of our soldiers. They are heroes who died on the battlefield against aggression.

Provide double death allowance to their families.

Arrange their family members to work in factories and find easier jobs.

We cannot let our soldiers bleed and shed tears."

The soldiers on the bridge were all moved.

De La Torre stood at attention and saluted, loudly receiving the order

"Yes, boss!"

The Brazilian army has corresponding pension standards for fallen soldiers, which means paying a sum of money.

No officer has ever cared about what will happen to the family members after the soldiers die.

Because Brazilian lives are not valuable.

Therefore, Fang Lang's arrangement seemed very unique in Brazil, and it moved the soldiers very much, and Fang Lang became even more determined to do it.

When the battle was completely over, the soldiers rushed into the Japanese camp that had been bombed into a mess.

Witnessed by cameras, the particularly dazzling Japanese flag was lowered.

The Brazilian flag was raised.

These will become important materials for tomorrow's TV news.