On the night of October 4, 1945, Fang Lang stood on the fifth floor of the five-story building of Tennoji Temple in Osaka, looking at the body of the abbot on the ground, and couldn't help but start to murmur in his heart.
Originally, I just knew that there was a Tennoji Temple in Tokyo, Japan, so I casually bombarded the abbot. As a result, I don’t know what the abbot was thinking, so he jumped from the fifth floor.
If someone of such an old age jumps from here, there is basically no need to worry about rescue.
From this point of view, the Tennoji Temple in Osaka is really connected to the Tennoji Temple in Tokyo! Judging from the abbot's resolute self-destruction, the treasures in Tennoji Temple in Tokyo should be much more than those in Osaka!
What should I do? My itinerary to Tokyo doesn’t include a stop at Tennoji!
Looking at the soldiers who were busy moving the collections downstairs, Fang Lang began to fall into deep thought.
It wasn't until a soldier came to report that the U.S. military had delivered two truckloads of ammunition to the base that Fang Lang came to his senses.
Walking downstairs and looking at the fifth-story building that was almost emptied, Fang Lang smiled with satisfaction.
Based on what I gained tonight, my trip to Osaka was not in vain.
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After arriving downstairs, Fang Lang found the messenger and asked him to notify the artillery platoon to take the two napalm bombs that had just been delivered to see the effect.
Soon, the soldiers of the artillery platoon came over with a Japanese Type 97 81MM mortar.
Fang Lang pulled Qi Qingshan over and whispered a few orders in his ear. After seeing Qi Qingshan expressed that he understood, Fang Lang did not say anything more.
I haven't had a good rest for two nights in a row, and now the work in Osaka is basically completed.
Fang Lang wanted to take advantage of the time his father was nearby to have a good chat with his father, and for the safety of the fleet, Fang Lang had ordered De La Torre's Hope submarine to escort the fleet throughout the journey.
The fleet was about to set off after dawn, so Fang Lang went directly to the dock after leaving Tianwang Temple, chatted with Fang Xinshan for a while, and then talked to De La Torre.
Although Fang Lang believed that the political storm in Brazil would not affect himself and his family, it was always right to be cautious.
Therefore, Fang Lang specifically asked De La Torre not to go ashore directly after returning to Brazil, but to wait for Fang Lang's orders in the sea off the port of Santos and be ready to pick up his family at any time.
Fang Lang knew that by the time Fang Xinshan and the Hope returned to Brazil, October would have already ended and President Vargas would have certainly been overthrown.
However, Fang Lang was worried that President Vargas, who had been a dictator for so many years, would definitely have his own people.
Although he did not participate in the action to overthrow Vargas, as an openly pro-American faction in Brazil, Fang Lang would have no place to cry if his family was targeted and attacked by Vargas' supporters.
Shortly after Fang Lang left Tianwang Temple, Qi Qingshan brought two Japanese translators who were with the team back to the house where the monks were imprisoned in Tianwang Temple.
The Japanese translator thought that they were going to select aristocratic girls for Fang Lang, so he went in happily.
Next, Qi Qingshan directly ordered the door to be locked and all the Japanese were locked in the house. Immediately, the Japanese in the house began to scream.
The Japanese translator who had been following Fang Lang fell to the ground. He understood his fate the moment Qi Qingshan closed the door.
He was going to be silenced. It was a pity that he thought he could win Fang Lang's favor by selecting noble girls for him.
However, in Fang Lang's eyes, how could the so-called Japanese aristocratic girl be as important as keeping a secret!
Fang Lang didn't want to keep this secret forever, that was unrealistic. Fang Lang just wanted to keep it secret until he could safely transport all the collections back to Brazil.
After Qi Qingshan left, the artillery platoon's mortar fired two napalm bombs, and the entire house was directly engulfed in flames.
During the entire process, Fang Lang did not even pay attention to who the nobles imprisoned in this house were. If the Japanese translator was smart enough, he should have figured out that they would definitely be silenced.
Unfortunately, no matter whether he compromised or endured hardships, it was meaningless to Fang Lang.
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The next day, around 2 p.m., when the messenger sent by Colonel Malik came to inform Fang Lang of the meeting, the scene he saw was that except for the necessary staff on duty, there was no one there.
The entire Brazilian Expeditionary Force camp was filled with snoring, and everyone was fast asleep.
The two consecutive days and nights of intense work really exhausted the expeditionary soldiers, but also made Fang Lang earn a lot of money.
Around eight o'clock yesterday morning, Fang Lang watched his father leave with the harvest from Osaka. The fleet that left this time included three cargo ships, a supply ship and a submarine.
The House and another supply ship were left behind to serve Fang Lang.
When Fang Lang arrived at Colonel Malik's office, he saw Colonel Malik sitting at his desk looking at a document, with a wisp of smoke wafting from the cigar beside him.
When he saw Fang Lang, Colonel Malik was not polite and spoke directly:
"Fang, this morning the League's general officers from Tokyo have arrived in Osaka and have convened a meeting of the original Osaka officials at the Osaka City Hall, and have also asked me to attend.
From now on, the days when we can make decisions directly are over. In addition, I have also received an order from the military that we will begin a large-scale disarmament operation starting in October.
And I heard that the plan is to reduce the number of American soldiers from 11 million to 1.7 million by the end of 1948, and I will soon be ready to retire."
Fang Lang was also shocked when he heard what Colonel Malik said. Fang Lang had been prepared for the Allied Headquarters' management of the Japanese government, but he did not expect that the US military's disarmament action would come so quickly.
And the scale of the cuts is so great, with nine million troops being cut within three years. This is a bit scary.
However, after thinking about it, Fang Lang felt that it was normal. If it were not the case, how could the Americans readily agree to provide warships to Brazil to form the First Fleet!
Now is a good opportunity to take over American arms! It must be a large amount.
Unfortunately, I can't take over these equipment. I can't just buy them and leave them to rust in Brazil! If I sell them to other countries, they can't sell them better than the Americans themselves.
However, in addition to arms, other supplies are still in great need. For example, jeeps and trucks can be resold domestically. Also, there will be no problem in getting two American transport planes as my own special planes!
It’s not that Fang Lang doesn’t want to buy a few more planes to start an airline, it’s just that there is really not such a big market for starting an airline in Brazil right now!
Ordinary people have no money, who would take a plane?
There is still a chance to make a fortune if you start an airline in the United States. But the United States is the territory of several major aviation giants, and if you are a small character, you will be swallowed up without leaving any residue.
"Malik, you are now the Japanese occupation army. If you want to disband, you should first disband the troops without any missions! How can you disband the troops that are still carrying out the occupation mission at will?
Don't worry! If you are laid off now, I will hire you to work in Brazil."
After hearing what Fang Lang said, Malik laughed out loud and stretched out his hand to touch Fang Lang.
"I called you here today to remind you that we all need to be more restrained from now on. If there is anything that has not been cleaned up, we must clean it up as soon as possible. Once these damn Japanese start to participate in management work again, they will definitely cause trouble for us everywhere!"
Malik's words reminded Fang Lang that he should send a few napalm bombs to Sumitomo Copper Blowing Institute after returning!
After thinking about his own arrangements, Fang Lang took the initiative to speak to Malik:
"Brother Malik, the situation in Brazil has been very chaotic recently. Our Brazilian Navy sent a telegram a few days ago, ordering us to withdraw to Brazil!"
"Really? Your government is unwilling to participate in the occupation of Japan?"
“In fact, the order I received was to assist the U.S. military in participating in the Pacific War. I was not ordered to participate in the occupation of Japan. I took the initiative to apply to General Clark for permission to come to Osaka.
Now that I am in the Japanese occupation forces, some officials at home are very dissatisfied and are putting pressure on the Navy Department, so I may have to withdraw soon. "
Fang Lang did not lie about this matter. There were indeed some politicians in Brazil who, for their own votes, expressed their dissatisfaction with the Brazilian Expeditionary Force's participation in the occupation army.
Unfortunately, Fang Lang retorted that he was obeying the orders of the US military. They could not ask the US military whether Fang Lang took the initiative to join the occupying forces.
However, withdrawing to Brazil now was also in line with Fang Lang's wishes, so he also contacted Major General Crook of the Navy.
Major General Crook is waiting for the arrival of the warships promised by the US military, but it seems that he will soon receive an order to withdraw to Brazil.
"That's such a shame. I thought you would always accompany me to make my fortune in Osaka!"
"Hey! With all the leaders of the alliance here, we can't go too far, so I might as well go home and spend time with my family!"
"Yeah! I haven't been home for a long time!"
When talking about his home, Colonel Malik actually showed a warm smile.
"Marik, I want to apply to take my troops to Tokyo to have a look. I wonder if it's possible."
Malik was startled when he heard Fang Lang's words. He looked at Fang Lang seriously and said:
"Brother, I just gave you two truckloads of dangerous goods. You are going to Tokyo now. Are you going to do something earth-shattering?"
Fang Lang looked at Malik's expression and smiled.
"Marik, I am an Allied soldier. I will never do anything to harm the Allies. Please rest assured! However, as a Chinese, I do have some accounts to settle with the Japanese."
When Malik heard that Fang Lang was going to settle accounts with the Japanese, he felt relieved and his complexion quickly returned to normal.
"We can settle accounts with the Japanese in Osaka! Why go to Tokyo?"
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