Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 270

  Chapter 270 Aircraft Carrier

  Among the welcoming team, the only figure who seemed uncoordinated was Colonel Valdo Grama, the commander of the Marine Corps.

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

   Almost killed him. After returning home after the first day of training, he already realized that he was being tricked.

  However, things have come to this point, and they have already participated in training. It is obviously more inappropriate to quit halfway, and it may cause their image in the entire army to plummet.

   He can't convince the crowd at all. If the military commander can't convince the crowd, then his career as a military leader will come to an end.

  So, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. Today, the chief of staff, de la Torre, told him to pick him up at the airport, and he was very happy.

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

   Mainly, 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:

   "Has the crew arrived safely?"

   "Yes, boss.

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

  Della Torre answered the question of his own officer neatly.

   "Then let's get ready and set off for the United States according to the original plan to pick up our first aircraft carrier."

  At this moment, Fang Lang is actually looking forward to it very much, after all, this is an aircraft carrier!

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

   There should be 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  Fang Lang admitted that battleships are also cool, but after all, battleships are out of date.

  Future wars require air supremacy, and the navy's air supremacy needs to be guaranteed by aircraft carriers.

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

  The designers of their own shipyards can also get some inspiration from this big guy to prepare for their own shipyards to accept aircraft carrier orders in the future.

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

  Della Torre asked with some concern.

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

   "There is no need to rest, and I am not injured.

   But the soldiers of the guard platoon want to give them a vacation. This time, go to the United States and transfer a platoon from the Marine Corps to serve as a guard! "

  Della Torre knew that Fang Lang only needed to implement what Fang Lang had decided.

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

   "Okay boss. Lieutenant Sirio Reich, waiting for you in your office, said that there is 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 arranged for him should have been done.

   nodded and did not speak again.

  Della Torre would not take the initiative to ask Fang Lang, after all, Fang Lang would never hide things from him that he needed to know.

   Don't ask about things that the chief doesn't say, this is the cleverness of de la Torre.

   There was nothing to say all the way. As soon as Fang Lang arrived at the door of his office, he saw Lieutenant Sirio Leitch from the Second Division of the Logistics Department sitting in the waiting area outside the office.

   Still holding a file bag in his hand, when he saw Fang Lang coming back, he quickly got up and saluted:

   "Hello, sir!"

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

   "Let's go in and talk."

   After finishing speaking, he stepped forward and opened the door of his office.

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

   Fang Lang, who entered the office, went directly to his desk, and said to Lieutenant Sirio Leitch very casually:

   "Show me the information, and pour what you want to drink yourself! Pour me a cup of black tea by the way."

   Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, Lieutenant Sirio Leitch smiled and was not polite. He put the file bag in his hand on the desk with both hands and pushed it in front of Fang Lang.

   Turning around and being familiar with the road, he began to go to the tea area to prepare tea for Fang Lang.

  Fang Lang opened the file bag, and saw a photo of a woman sandwiched between several files. The woman looked twenty-five or six years old, wearing a dress, with a graceful figure and a big wave that was very eye-catching.

   It can also be seen from the waves above the black and white photo that this is a gorgeous and moving beauty.

   "Hehe. No wonder, this can be regarded as a hero's sad beauty pass!"

  Lieutenant Sirio Leitch turned back to Fang Lang and said:

   "Yes, boss. I've seen her in person, prettier than the pictures.

   With big golden waves, few men can refuse. "

  Fang Lang raised his head and smiled at Lieutenant Sirio Reich with a smile:

   "Why, you also like big waves?"

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

   But still smiled and said:

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

   Don't you just love big waves? "

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

   "Haha. Lieutenant Sirio Reich, I like your frankness.

   I don't think anyone can say no to a blonde with big waves, can they? "

   Laughing, he began to check the information on the file, but found nothing special.

   Continued to open it backwards. During Fang Lang's inspection, 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 materials.

  Fang Lang looked up and saw that Lieutenant Sirio Leitch hadn't prepared a drink for himself.

   asked:

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

  Lieutenant Sirio Leitch knew that Fang Lang was not being polite to him, but really regarded himself 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.

   smiled and shook his head and said:

   "I just drank two cups of coffee outside."

  Hearing the other party's answer, Fang Lang didn't continue to worry about such trivial matters, and asked:

   "Is the person still in the United States?"

   "Yes, we were just monitoring from a distance and did not contact him.

   We are ready to take them back to Natal if you agree. "

   "Is her side clean?"

   "For now, we haven't found any abnormalities.

   Nor did she see any contact with anyone suspected of being an intelligence officer. "

   "I see, I will visit the United States this time."

   As he spoke, Fang Lang put the information back into the file bag and handed it to Lieutenant Sirio Leitch.

  The lieutenant took over with both hands:

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

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

   Lieutenant Sirio Leitch saluted and turned to leave.

  After a short rest in Natal, Fang Lang and his party took a special plane to fly directly to Norfolk, the US East Coast Naval Base.

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

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

  Looking at the aircraft carrier that is about to belong to you through the car window is a completely different feeling from 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 pushed the door and got off.

   Can't wait to look up at the behemoth beside him.

   A long line of vehicles that followed stopped one after another. After the soldiers jumped out of the back bucket of the truck, they also looked up one after another, sighing uncontrollably.

   Without personal experience, I really can't understand everyone's mood at the moment.

  General Clark patted Fang Lang's arm and said:

   "It's not like you haven't 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 belonged to you, but now this one belongs to me.

   This feeling is completely different. "

   Clark looked at Fang Lang's saliva about to flow out, and smiled and said:

   "Can there be any difference, aren't they all the same warship?"

   "You see other people's women are very beautiful in the photos, can you feel the same as having this beautiful woman yourself?"

  Fang Lang's words made the old man Clark on the side almost vomit blood with anger. Is there such a description?

   But thinking about the first time I took over my own aircraft carrier, I was equally excited, so I just shook my head and didn't say much.

   After finally recovering, Fang Lang glanced at the chaotic team behind him, frowned, and coughed heavily. The deputy captain came to his senses and quickly blew the assembly whistle.

  The soldiers reacted and began to line up one after another.

   Turning his head, Fang Lang saw three people going up and down the aircraft carrier's gangway, led by Jefferson, the general manager of Shata Company.

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

   "Boss, this big guy is in very good condition. We just arranged for the navy to do a deep maintenance. We have inspected the goods and all the equipment is operating normally.

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

   Jefferson also admired Fang Lang's relationship with the US Navy very much in his heart, and he was able to persuade the Navy to resolve this matter so quickly.

   "That's good, is there any document that I need to sign?"

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

   "The documents are not in a hurry, we have already signed most of the documents with people from the Brazilian Navy Department and the Logistics Equipment Department.

  Just wait for you to sign on the acceptance document. "

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

   "Yes, boss!"

"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 suddenly agreed.

"Yes, sir."

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

  Because most of the U.S. military consultants originally served on this Tarawa aircraft carrier, they are very familiar with the status of the aircraft carrier.

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

  (end of this chapter)

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