Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat Chapter 450

  Chapter 450 The Air Force has an appointment

In the early morning, Fang Lang was awakened by the sound of heavy rain outside the window. He got up from the bed helplessly, went to the bed and opened the curtains, and saw that the sky outside was dark, and the entire window was covered by a thick rain curtain. A faint beam of light passes through the dark clouds and projects on the distant sea, reminding people that it is dawn now.

  Through this ray of light, you can see the huge waves churning on the sea, the palm trees outside the door are swayed by the strong wind mixed with heavy rain, and there are huge leaves falling on the ground.

   Obviously, this is not a simple heavy rain, but a big typhoon.

  Actually, typhoon weather rarely occurs in Brazil. According to the knowledge of geography, it is because of the strong subtropical high pressure in the South Atlantic Ocean, which makes the wind shear in the southern hemisphere very strong, making it difficult for typhoons to form.

  Based on Fang Lang's many years of sailor experience, he rarely heard of typhoons in Brazil. So, this time, I was caught off guard by the sudden typhoon.

   It can be regarded as "people do not keep guests, sky keeps guests".

  Fang Lang has been isolated by the typhoon at the Naval Club for two days. After negotiating with Adams Teach the day before yesterday, he was going to return to the Natal Naval Base by plane.

  But because of the typhoon, the flight was suspended. In this case, it is even more impossible to take a boat. If you want to go back to Natal, you can only take land transportation, that is, cars and trains.

   In typhoon days, the safety of cars cannot be guaranteed. The train line to Natal is built along the coastline, so, unfortunately, the train traffic is also affected.

  So, Fang Lang had no choice but to be forced by the typhoon to stay at the Rio de Janeiro Naval Club.

   Sighing lightly, shaking his head helplessly, he was thinking about going to the gym to punch and exercise his body. The phone in the room rang suddenly, which made Fang Lang a little surprised. He turned to the phone and picked it up.

   "Hello, I'm Fang Lang."

  The voice on the phone was very surprising.

   "Haha. General Fang, I heard that you were stranded in Rio de Janeiro by the typhoon, right?"

   "Haha. So it's General Mora,

well! Who said no? This kind of weather, which has been rare for several years, was actually met by me. "

   The caller turned out to be Air Force Minister General Nero Mora, whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

   "This is just right. I've been wanting to ask you to meet. You are very busy. It's rare that you are free now. Would you like to come to my place for tea?"

  Fang Lang was very surprised by the sudden invitation of the Minister of the Air Force. He was not surprised that the other party knew that he was in Rio de Janeiro. After all, he had visited the Navy Command almost every day in the previous week.

   It's just that I don't know why the other party suddenly invited me. But soon he had some guesses, after all, there were only a few things between him and him.

   Turning his head and looking out the window, the beam of sunlight piercing through the dark clouds and piercing the sky, it is estimated that the typhoon will pass soon. After thinking about it, there was no excuse, and he replied directly:

   "Haha. Thank you very much for your invitation, General, it is my honor!

   Didn't know when you were free. "

   Hearing Fang Lang's direct agreement on the other side, he was obviously very happy, and said heartily:

   "Haha. Have tea with General Fang. I am free anytime. If General Fang is convenient, I will send a car to pick you up now."

  Although it is a typhoon day, the sea water has obviously receded today. What I saw yesterday was that the roads have been submerged by sea water. Therefore, Fang Lang understood that the other party invited him after confirming the weather conditions.

   It seems that the other party is very sincere! Smiling, he declined the other party's idea of ​​sending a car, and replied directly:

   "Haha. General Mora is too polite. There is no need to send a car. I have a car here. When the rain is a little less, I will visit your office."

  The other party also laughed when he heard the words, and said directly:

   "Then I'll be in the office, waiting for General Fang's visit."

Through several contacts with this General Nero Mora, Fang Lang has a very good impression of this general, at least compared to most generals with fat stomachs in Brazil, this general can be regarded as cultured If you have culture, you need to have a record and a record.

   Received a full set of air force knowledge training in the United States, and led the soldiers under his command to participate in World War II, which can be regarded as a rare talent.

   I don't know if both parties have American backgrounds, Fang Lang feels that the other party is very close to him. Judging from the opponent's support for his own airline's independent research and development of trainer aircraft, he should also be a very strategic general.

  After hanging up the phone, Fang Lang raised his wrist and glanced at his watch. He realized that it was still early. Although the wind and rain outside had weakened, it hadn't stopped yet, so he was not in a hurry to set off.

   Instead, after washing up, he went downstairs to the gym to stand up, practice boxing, and sweat profusely before returning to the room to take a shower. When all this was done, the wind and rain outside gradually weakened.

  Fang Lang put on his military uniform unhurriedly, and under the **** of the guards, drove to the Air Force Command near the Brazilian Ministry of Defense.

   Along the way, although the wind and rain have weakened, the typhoon still caused a lot of disasters to Rio de Janeiro, a place that is rarely taken care of by typhoons.

  There is water everywhere on the road, and many trees are broken, so this journey is very difficult.

  Brazil is different from the hometown of later generations, and there are soldiers who will appear in various disaster-stricken areas for disaster relief, so it can only be solved by the local people themselves.

   Fortunately, although this time was considered a typhoon, there were not many houses collapsed along the way, which reduced the probability of casualties.

   It is no wonder that Rio de Janeiro will be called the City of God in later generations. With such a long coastline, a typhoon has only occurred in a few years. It is hard not to let people think that God is blessing them.

   Moreover, even if a typhoon is formed, the power of the typhoon is easily reduced by wind shear.

  This typhoon might be recorded in Brazil's history. After all, the phenomenon of broken branches on the road shows that the wind must be strong.

   I just don't know if my company has suffered losses.

   Along the way, Fang Lang was thinking about some messy things. Finally, when the convoy arrived downstairs at the Air Force Command, Fang Lang raised his hand and saw that it was already half past ten.

   Shaking his head helplessly, Fang Lang tidied up his military uniform and got off the open car door. Qi Qingshan was already standing by the car door with an umbrella.

   Depending on the situation, he wanted to hold an umbrella for Fang Lang. Fang Lang smiled when he saw this, took the umbrella from the opponent's hand, and motioned for him to come. Fang Lang doesn't like to pretend to be someone else for such trivial matters.

  Unless there is a safety risk, when the guards use black umbrellas to block the view of outsiders, they will ask others to hold umbrellas for themselves. Otherwise, Fang Lang will do it himself whenever he can.

  Of course Qi Qingshan knew Fang Lang's habits, so he didn't say much, but followed Fang Lang with another umbrella.

Fang Lang, who had just received the umbrella, looked up and found that there were already several people waiting at the door of the Air Force Command. The head of them was General Nero Mora, the Minister of the Air Force. He didn't know that the other party was waiting here how long.

   This made Fang Lang feel very embarrassed immediately. The dignified Minister of the Air Force greeted him at the door in person. What a respect this is! In an instant, Fang Lang felt unprecedented attention.

   It also made Fang Lang feel a little uneasy in his heart. It couldn't be that there were some excessive demands waiting for him!

Fang Lang, who had no time to think about it, took two quick steps, saluted a military salute from a distance, then walked forward quickly, grabbed the right hand of General Nero Mora who had just put down the military salute, and explained in a hurry :

   "Your Excellency, General, I am really sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!

   I didn't expect the weather to be so harmful, the roads became very bad, and it was very difficult for vehicles to move. "

  General Nero Mora laughed, and gave Fang Lang a big hug indifferently.

   "This is a rare typhoon in Brazil. I haven't encountered it a few times in my life. If it weren't for this weather, we don't know when we will have the opportunity to meet again!

   Besides, I didn't have to wait long. You came at just the right time. "

  Fang Lang felt very comfortable with the other party's enthusiasm. He had to say that the other party was really good at dealing with people, and he couldn't say a word at all.

   After the two exchanged simple greetings, General Nero Mora introduced Fang Lang to the people who came out to greet him.

Most of these senior Air Force generals are only school-level officers, but Fang Lang did not dare to underestimate them. After all, these people can be regarded as the first generation of veterans of the Brazilian Air Force. If there is no accident, the future will be impossible limited.

  After everyone got to know each other, they entered the office building of the Ministry of Air Force under the leadership of General Nairo Mora.

  Compared to the office buildings of the Army and Navy, the office space of the Ministry of Air Force is obviously much smaller. After all, in terms of size, the Brazilian Air Force is not much different from the number of aircraft in his aircraft carrier fleet.

   Even, there are still some shortcomings in the type of aircraft. It is estimated that this is also the reason why the Minister of the Air Force has such an affectionate attitude towards him! Maybe the other party still wants to take the aviation in his hand under the management of the air force!

  During this period, everyone was not as clear about the use of aircraft as later generations.

  So, the more warm and polite the other party is, the more vigilant Fang Lang will be. The other party said that he invited himself to his office for tea, but he got a lot of air force officers to receive him. How could he not make him vigilant.

   With a vigilant mood, Fang Lang followed the crowd into the Air Force Ministry building calmly.

   Soon, everyone came to a meeting room of the Ministry of Air Force talking and laughing all the way. Fang Lang looked up and saw the words meeting room written on the door, and quickly pretended not to understand:

   "General Mora's office is here?"

  Nero Mora was taken aback when he heard the words, glanced at Fang Lang, and then at a group of air force officers who were following him, he couldn't help laughing, and it took a while to stop smiling:

   "Haha. General Fang, don't get me wrong! We have no other intentions.

  Originally, I wanted to invite you to my office alone for a cup of tea and a chat. But when the chief of staff heard that you were coming, they all said that they wanted to get to know you and communicate with you casually.

  Don't worry, what we want to communicate is mainly about entrusting Fangyuan Aircraft Manufacturing Company to manufacture aircraft. "

  Hearing this, Fang Lang looked at the other party's expression carefully, and saw that the other party's face was calm. He turned his head to look at the other air force officers, and saw that there were no other expressions on their faces. It was a sigh of relief.

  If it's really about aircraft manufacturing, Fang Lang certainly won't have any problems. After all, this can be regarded as taking care of his own business!

  (end of this chapter)

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