Looking at the military command intelligence officer in front of him, Fang Lang didn't believe the professionalism of the other party, after all, China's military commander during World War II was not an ordinary person.

Professional things should still be left to professional people, and I still have to think about how to lock them up if the Japanese fleet comes out.

Which route the other side may take for transportation, and whether there will always be Japanese aircraft escort. Although, the Japanese Navy is now disabled, but there are still three catties of nails in the broken ship!

Fang Lang would not let down his guard just because the Japanese were about to surrender. Well, the Japanese also want to use this transport fleet to fish!

The two people in front of him really don't look like Japanese in terms of height and size. However, Fang Lang knew very well that the Japanese also had a lot of traitors and lackeys in their hands, and Fang Lang could not easily believe their identities.

However, for the information they provided, Fang Lang had to pay attention to it. What if it's true? However, in his heart, Fang Lang was still more inclined to believe in their identities.

Because from beginning to end, Fang Lang didn't feel any malice in them. This is not that Fang Lang is superstitious about his sixth sense, but that his sixth sense has indeed not made a mistake so far.

Thinking about it, Fang Lang suddenly had an idea, could these little Japan actually be ready to set off a long time ago, just because their sudden appearance disrupted their plans?

At this time, the U.S. Navy had just experienced the Battle of Okinawa and was resting. Normally, this time would leave a loophole for the Japanese to exploit.

But will this little butterfly, who has just arrived in Okinawa and does not need to rest, disrupt the plans of the Japanese? How will the Japanese react to approaching step by step in the past few days?

Fang Lang began to empathize, if he was a Japanese commander, he found that there was a destroyer that was trying to approach Shanghai step by step. Will you think that your plans have been exposed.

Exposed or not exposed, what measures should I take to deal with it? Slowly, Fang Lang had a feeling in his heart that the Japanese were either waiting for him to leave, or they were thinking about how to kill themselves with one blow.

Slowly, Fang Lang's thoughts gradually became clear. A smile began to appear on the corner of his mouth, and he believed that the Japanese must have been impatient.

It was daytime, and Fang Lang was not worried, because during the day was the world of the US Air Force, and US planes could arrive two hours after taking off from Okinawa.

After thinking about it for a long time, Fang Lang slapped his forehead and secretly scolded himself for being a fool. It seems that he is used to being poor, he has never lived a rich life, he does not have an air force, and his thinking is limited.

However, there is now a rich man behind him, the so-called one force to ten meetings. Where is the matter so complicated, and now my own side is the one who takes the initiative!

Thinking of this, Fang Lang didn't hesitate anymore, and said to Zhong Ze and the two:

"Damn! You are really, now that you know where the little devil's ship is, do you care when he departs? Isn't a parked ship better to fry than a moving one? ”

Regardless of the reaction of the two, they walked directly to the bridge and took the communication to General Clark's office.

"General Clark, I'm Fang Lang. I'm in Shanghai now. Just after receiving accurate information, the Japanese army has assembled a large number of transport ships in the port of Shanghai, concentrated oil on more than 20 ships, and prepared to transport a batch of strategic materials to Japan tonight. I would like to apply to dispatch planes now to keep these ships and supplies in Shanghai. ”

"Is the message accurate?"

"This information was provided by intelligence officers of the national army. However, based on the analysis of the situation I have encountered in the past few days, this news should be true. ”

"Then you stay nearby and evaluate the results of the battle. You can get there in three hours by plane! ”

Hearing the reply in the communication channel, Fang Lang finally experienced what it was like to be called a local tyrant, a local tyrant who was inhumane.

It's just a war! How can there be so many twists and turns, isn't it enough to push flat? What kind of submarine do you need if you have an airplane, what kind of hunting do you want. If one batch is not enough, another one will come.

I unconsciously warned myself to change my thinking, now is not the era of giant ships and cannons. What means having air supremacy means having sea supremacy.

The waiting time is very difficult, especially when you know that something you are looking forward to is about to happen.

Fang Lang felt a little restless. He tried to calm himself down, so he began to patrol around the warship. As a result, the crew was very nervous.

He was forced to stop his patrol, stand outside the bridge, and look in the direction of Shanghai through the binoculars. He knew very well where that direction was, and he really wanted to go home and see what his hometown was like now.

I thought that I had just contacted the US planes and bombed my hometown. Although it was an attack on the Japanese devils, I was worried that there would be casualties among innocent people.

He wanted to inform the U.S. military of the cancellation of the bombing plan, but he was afraid that the Japanese would really slip out from under his nose. The mood is very complicated.

The adjutant who had been following him didn't know what was wrong with his commander! Yes, you read that right, Fang Lang is also a person with an adjutant and a service soldier now.

His adjutant was only a second lieutenant, and the reason for this low rank was that he was just an ordinary veteran of the Brazilian Expeditionary Force before he was made an adjutant.

can become Fang Lang's adjutant because he is a Chinese brother who joined the army with his predecessor, and he is also a friend who grew up together.

The three people who joined the army together at the beginning, when Fang Lang ordered Duarte to select marines, directly drew the list of the two into it.

At first, Fang Lang didn't dare to contact them when he first woke up. After all, he is no longer his original self, and he is afraid that his close friends will see the flaws.

Fortunately, both of them survived the war safely. If there is a chance, Fang Lang of course wants to promote his brothers, so he directly transferred the two to his command.

When the two saw Fang Lang again, they couldn't believe their eyes, the brothers who grew up with them and joined the army together had suddenly become a high-ranking naval colonel.

The real power of the entire Brazilian Navy is the commander, which makes both of them dare not admit it. Fortunately, Fang Lang remembers the bits and pieces with them.

After asking the two of them for their own opinions, they were directly promoted to second lieutenants, one to serve as his own adjutant, and the other to serve as a second lieutenant platoon commander in the Marine Corps.

Qi Qingshan saw Fang Lang's nervousness, and remembered that before he launched a charge on the battlefield, he would tremble because of nervousness, but a puff of cigarette could calm him down.

He silently took out Fang Lang's cigar from his satchel, took out a cigar clipper and cut off the cigar head, and reached out to hand it over.

Fang Lang looked at the cigar handed over, smiled and took it and said:

"Qingshan, do you want to go to Shanghai to have a look?"

Qi Qingshan lit a match, blocked the sea breeze with his hand, and leaned in front of Fang Lang and said:

"Of course. I also want to see my grandfather's hometown, and I don't know what my grandfather's hometown is like, and if there are any relatives. ”

"Yes! If we hadn't been together and not separated, we would have forgotten that we still have roots here. ”

As immigrants, if it weren't for the scarcity of Chinese in Brazil, everyone would have been the same group of people who went to Brazil and have been huddling together for warmth. It is estimated that by the time Fang Lang arrived, his generation had already fully integrated into Brazil.

Maybe you don't even know how to speak Chinese! That's why banana people appeared. In Brazil, however, these Chinese have been gathered together to form a small village.

Most people intermarry with each other and are more or less related. In particular, the elderly have always been able to communicate only in dialects, that is, their fathers will only use Portuguese when they go out.

However, when I return to the village, I will switch back to Chinese communication. Therefore, everyone's inheritance has not been lost. In fact, the same was true of Japanese immigrants in Brazil during this period.

Fang Lang took a deep puff of cigar smoke, feeling the taste coming from his mouth, and his mood gradually relaxed. After exhaling the smoke, the fragrance left in his mouth made Fang Lang enjoy it a little.

The anxiety slowly calmed down, and he finally understood why so many people liked to smoke. Fang Lang, who has always felt that he has no addiction to smoking, began to think about whether he would use cigars to calm his mood in the future.

"Qingshan, this time we shouldn't have had the opportunity to set foot on the land of our hometown to take a look. However, after the war is over, we will have a lot of opportunities, and when the time comes, we will arrange an opportunity for you to go back to your old man's hometown and see what is going on. ”

"Really? That's great, but it's a pity that our old man is no longer there, so I'll go back and look for what he left behind to see if I can find the specific address of my hometown. ”

In the small talk with Qi Qingshan, time passed little by little.