At noon the next day, Fang Lang took Cilio Reci on a special plane directly to Rio de Janeiro.

Recently, because 18 heads of state met in Rio de Janeiro, both the public security and the market environment have improved a lot. When Fang Lang and his party got off the plane, they found that the airport security force had been significantly strengthened.

Fortunately, Fang Lang is a senior general of the Brazilian military and was riding on a special plane of his own army, so he didn't need to go through the civilian terminal at all.

As soon as he got off the plane, Fang Lang saw Major Abubakari Blackwell, who was wearing a neat military uniform and standing in front of a convoy with a serious face, waiting for him.

Fang Lang didn't expect that the other party would come to pick him up, so he quickly walked off the plane with a laugh and extended his right hand to Major Blackwell from a distance.

Major Blackwell, who was waiting for Fang Lang, saw Fang Lang laughing, and his serious face instantly blossomed into a flower. He gave a standard military salute from a distance.

Although he and Fang Lang have a good relationship, after all, he is only a major, while Fang Lang is indeed a dignified rear admiral. There is a huge gap in military rank between the two.

Seeing Blackwell saluting him, Fang Lang smiled and raised his right hand, lightly touched his forehead, then naturally put it down and extended his hand to the other party.

This casual attitude served Blackwell well.

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"Haha... Blackwell, didn't I make an appointment with you to have dinner at my house? Why did you come to the airport to pick me up?"

As Fang Lang spoke, he reached out his hand and shook the other person's, and gave him a big hug, which made the ground staff around the airport look sideways. After all, everyone could see the shining star on Fang Lang's uniform, while the man opposite him was just a major.

Despite such a huge gap in status, the general actually took the initiative to hug the other party, which shows that the relationship between the two is obviously very close.

Blackwell also felt Fang Lang's enthusiasm. He did not expect that Fang Lang would not take his military rank seriously at all. This made him feel grateful.

"Haha... General Fang came to Rio de Janeiro to invite me to dinner, so of course I had to come and greet him! Otherwise it would seem very disrespectful to the superior."

Blackwell gave Fang Lang a tight hug and joked with a smile on his face. He dared to joke with him like this only after he felt Fang Lang's attitude, otherwise he would not dare to say such words.

"What are you saying about disrespecting the commander? We are brothers. Seeing you pick me up at the airport today reminded me of when you picked me up at the airport when I returned to Sao Paulo from the army to visit my family.

Time has passed, and it’s been so long. I didn’t expect that you would come to pick me up in Rio de Janeiro this time.”

"If you spread the news that you were going back to Rio today, there would be so many people coming to greet you that I wouldn't even be able to squeeze in. It's only because you informed me that you gave me this opportunity."

"Haha... You're right. This is just a private party. Don't let too many people know."

After saying that, the two men released their hug. Syrio Reich, who had been following Fang Lang, also walked down from the plane with a smile on his face, stood at attention and saluted Blackwell with a smile:

"Hello, sir."

Seeing this, Blackwell smiled and saluted back:

"Hello, Sirio Regis. This time you actually have to trouble General Fang to personally support you. It seems that you are going to make progress!"

Hearing this, Sirio Recchi smiled slightly.

"It's all thanks to the two superiors!"

Fang Lang saw the two of them greet each other, smiled and patted their shoulders and said:

"Okay, we are all brothers, don't be too polite, let's get in the car and talk."

After saying that, he smiled and walked towards the car parked nearby. Fang Lang's purpose of coming here this time was related to matters of the intelligence department. He didn't want too many people to know about his arrival, so he got into the car first.

Blackwell and Cyrio Reich looked at each other, smiled and nodded, then Cyrio Reich opened the door on the other side of Fang Lang's car and motioned for Blackwell to get in.

Blackwell didn't hesitate and went straight in.

After both of them got in the car, Cirio Reci closed the door, looked up at the airport environment, and confirmed that no one was paying attention to the situation here before opening the passenger door and getting in.

As the few people got on the car, the guards who followed to protect Fang Lang's safety also boarded other vehicles.

"You guys must be very busy these days!"

The convoy slowly drove out of the airport, and Fang Lang asked Blackwell beside him with a smile.

"Yes! Recently, the heads of state of eighteen American countries have come to Rio de Janeiro, and we have a lot of work to do during this period.

However, we are only responsible for security work, which is quite tedious, but not as stressful as imagined."

As the head of the counterintelligence department of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, Blackwell acted calmly during such a major event.

Fang Lang didn't know whether to say that the other party was careless or what to say.

From the other party's attitude, Fang Lang felt that Blackwell was actually not serious about his current job, or he himself was not satisfied with his current job.

This made Fang Lang, who had originally planned to promote him to the position of Director of the Intelligence Bureau, hesitate. After a moment's hesitation, he smiled and asked tentatively:

"Why, from the look of your face, you seem to be dissatisfied with your current job!"

Blackwell didn't expect Fang Lang to ask him this directly. He looked up at Syrio Reich, who was sitting in the passenger seat in front of him, and found that this guy seemed to have heard nothing and stared straight ahead without moving.

Then he looked at Fang Lang who was still looking at him with a smile, and realized that he was telling him that everyone here was his own people.

Seeing this, Blackwell had nothing to hide and smiled:

"You also know how I was transferred to this department. I have no problem leading troops in battle, but I really don't have the talent to deal with spies.

Moreover, with the end of the war, the functions of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency have gradually shrunk, and the support from the Ministry of Defense has also decreased. Now I don’t know how long our intelligence agency can last. ”

Fang Lang frowned at these words. He didn't expect that the Brazilian Intelligence Agency has become so unappreciated in the Brazilian Ministry of Defense. Are they preparing to put their weapons into storage and let their horses go?

It should be impossible! Although the world war is over now, the countries in the world are not peaceful, and there are wars everywhere. Even if America seems to be safer, there is no reason to reduce investment in intelligence!

"What do you mean? Is your intelligence department so unappreciated now?"

"Our director is trying to find a connection to transfer to the General Staff Headquarters. What do you think?"

This really caught Fang Lang off guard! According to Fang Lang's idea, although the Brazilian Intelligence Agency is not directly under the state, as the only intelligence agency in the hands of the Ministry of Defense, it would not be reduced to the point where no one cares about it!

Later, Fang Lang saw from the news that the Brazilian Intelligence Agency was a department that dared to monitor even the president's phone calls. Why did it seem like it was at risk of being abolished at any time now?

If this is true, wouldn't my plan be ruined?

"This is our only military intelligence agency in Brazil. The Ministry of Defense cannot fail to understand the importance of intelligence! If this is the case, then when a war breaks out in the future, won't we be blind?"

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Blackwell smiled bitterly and shook his head:

“It won’t be directly abolished. As far as I know, there are three main reasons why our Intelligence Bureau is facing such an embarrassing situation. One is that the Intelligence Bureau is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of National Defense.

The government is not willing to invest too much in this area, and our funds are all raised by the Ministry of Defense itself.

At the beginning, because it was a war period, the military attached great importance to intelligence and was willing to set aside part of the military funds to develop the Intelligence Bureau.

But with the end of the war, the Wehrmacht shifted its focus to updating equipment. However, advanced equipment is expensive, and warships, aircraft, and tanks all require a lot of funds to purchase.

The funding for our intelligence agencies was naturally cut.”

Fang Lang nodded when he heard this. He could understand this logic. To be honest, the intelligence department's demand for funds is very scary. Whether it is to maintain the operation of the department, maintain the informant network, or to instigate rebellion, bribe, or purchase intelligence, all of these require a large amount of financial investment.

This is also the reason why the CIA of the United States later became involved in drug trafficking. After all, the scale of the CIA is huge and it has to invest huge funds all over the world. The national funding alone is not enough for the superiors to put into their own pockets!

The CIA has networks all over the world, which creates conditions for CIA executives to do business. It would be a waste if they don't make good use of it.

Therefore, naturally some people will try to find ways to raise funds on their own. Of course, these funds cannot be put into one person's pocket, but everyone must have a share. Only in this way can everyone put the funds in their pockets with peace of mind.

However, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency is only a military intelligence agency under the Brazilian Ministry of Defense. When its leaders do not have the corresponding ability to raise funds on their own, it is understandable that the situation of the department is getting worse and worse.

After all, a chief of an intelligence agency who only knows how to wait for funding from his superiors is obviously unable to make the intelligence agency operate.

Needless to say, Blackwell is obviously not a leader with such courage. If this continues, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency will be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Fang Lang glanced at Syrio Recci, who was sitting in the passenger seat, intentionally or unintentionally, wanting to see how he reacted.

But I found that he had a serious face and was staring straight ahead. Thinking about his usual work, I guess it would be no problem for him to investigate anything, but it would be difficult for him to raise funds.

This made him sigh and continue looking at Blackwell.

"The second reason is somewhat related to the 18-nation conference in the Americas. As far as I know, one of the topics of this conference is to share intelligence among countries.

In response, the United States has generously stated that it will actively share the intelligence it has collected about various countries.

This made many officials in the Department of Defense feel that the CIA was unnecessary. Instead of continuing to consume the defense budget, it would be better to just wait for the Americans to pass on intelligence to us. "

Hearing this, Fang Lang couldn't help but blurt out:

"madness!"

Hearing Fang Lang's words, Blackwell smiled bitterly and shook his head, and did not comment on Fang Lang's words. After all, he was just a small major and had no right to interfere in the decision-making of the upper echelons.

“As for the third reason, it is that our intelligence agency’s performance in the campaign against the Eddie brothers’ anti-government armed forces was disappointing.

Many officers in the army even cursed our intelligence agency as useless and a waste of military funds, and the new army minister even said he wanted to set up his own intelligence agency.

Fang Lang was stunned when he heard this. During the encirclement and suppression of the Eddie brothers' anti-government armed forces, the performance of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency was indeed disappointing, but the army's intentions made him see a different meaning.

The real purpose is not to drink! On the surface, they are dissatisfied with the work of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, but in fact they want to establish their own intelligence agency for the army!

It seems that the new Army Minister is a bit unusual! He wants to leave the Navy and the Air Force behind and play alone!

If this is true, Fang Lang can certainly learn from the army and set up the navy's own intelligence agency. Moreover, with the existence of the Second Section of the Logistics Department, the strength of this intelligence agency must be stronger than that of the army.

But things certainly cannot be simply calculated in this way. If he had the opportunity to bring the entire Brazilian Intelligence Agency under his command, why should he give the Army a chance to establish its own intelligence agency?

Isn't this a duplication of agencies? It's a sheer waste of military money! If you have this spare money in the army, why don't you give it to me? I will help you run the intelligence agency, and I will provide you with any intelligence you need.

In Fang Lang's view, these three reasons are just two problems. One is the funding issue, and the other is the Americans' ill intentions.

The Americans' ill intentions cannot prevent Brazil's own intelligence agencies from operating. After all, the other party said that intelligence can be shared, but did not ask Brazil to cancel its own intelligence agencies!

In the final analysis, the biggest problem facing the Brazilian Intelligence Agency now is actually the funding issue. As long as this biggest problem can be solved, the Ministry of Defense will not really choose to disband its own intelligence department.

Having figured this out, Fang Lang did not express his opinion immediately, but instead looked out the window at the view of downtown Rio de Janeiro.

The current situation is undoubtedly an opportunity for him, an opportunity to control Brazil's only intelligence agency, but he is the chief officer of the Navy's aircraft carrier fleet and it is impossible for him to just come out and ask to take over the work of the Intelligence Bureau.

The best way, of course, is to choose a suitable person to manage the Intelligence Agency on his behalf, while he himself hides behind the scenes and controls everything.

But the sinister intentions of the Americans also made Fang Lang very vigilant. As the only intelligence agency in Brazil, if he performed too well, the Americans would definitely find a way to pull him onto their chariot.

By then, he might become cannon fodder for the Americans, responsible for fighting against the Soviet KGB. This is not what Fang Lang wants to see.

Of course, the intelligence agency under his control must have absolute autonomy, obey only his orders, and safeguard his own and Brazil's interests.

The conflict between the United States and the Soviet Union is none of their business. Instead of getting involved, it is better to sit back and watch the fight. It would be best if the battlefield of both sides could be driven out of Brazil.

At the same time, he also recalled that in history, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency did not really grow and develop until the military government came to power in 1964 and implemented martial law across the country. The Intelligence Agency then conducted large-scale surveillance of resistance forces across the country.