Fang Lang, who was far away at the Natal Naval Base, was holding the phone and looking at the ten C46 transport planes parked neatly outside the window.
The ground crew were changing the U.S. military logo on the fuselage into the Brazilian Navy logo.
"Don't worry! I will definitely get there in time! Remember, when we get to Rio, you have to treat me to the passion of Rio girls."
After saying that, he smiled and hung up the phone and started redialing.
"Hello! Please connect me to General Dutra. I am Fang Lang, the commander of the First Fleet of the Navy."
"Okay, please wait a moment!"
"Fang, I'm Dutra."
"General, Fang Lang leads five hundred Marines to report to you."
Dutra was obviously stunned by Fang Lang's words, because the last time he talked to Fang Lang, they were in the same camp.
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However, there was no indication that they would lead troops to provide direct support!
Of course, General Dutra must be very satisfied with Fang Lang's statement.
After pondering for a while, General Dutra asked:
"Where are you?"
General Dutra's words made Fang Lang's mouth curl up, and he thought to himself, it's done.
"Within four hours, my people can arrive and take control of Rio Airport, ensuring that no plane will take off from Rio Airport."
Fang Lang's level of strength directly exceeded General Dutra's expectations. What else is there to say?
He stood up and stood in front of the map, looking at it for a while and said:
"Your people will be responsible for occupying the airport and controlling the Voice of Rio radio station at 8 o'clock tonight."
I didn't expect there would be two missions. It looks like General Dutra doesn't have enough manpower!
However, Fang Lang did not care. With the combat effectiveness of his men, it would be easy for them to control the airport and then drive into the city and take control of a radio station.
"Understood, sir."
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At 7:30 p.m. on October 29, police were confronting Japanese residents outside the Presidential Palace in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
Rio de Janeiro Police Chief Lechner, who weighs more than 250 kilograms, was sweating profusely as he answered the phone in a booth in front of the Presidential Palace.
From his panicked expression and the beads of sweat on his face, one can tell the seriousness of the matter on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he seemed to have gone insane, as if he had completely forgotten the tense situation outside the presidential palace, and shouted directly to his men outside:
"Everyone, load your guns and build fortifications! Protect the presidential palace. The rebels are entering the city!"
The police guarding outside had been confronting the armed Japanese outside for almost a whole day.
Both the police and the Japanese were extremely nervous throughout the entire day.
The policeman who heard the order moved without hesitation. The bolt of the gun was pulled, and the sound of the bullet being loaded was heard, like the lighting of a fuse.
Takase Haruhiko, a Japanese expatriate who rushed over from Sao Paulo to protect the Presidential Palace, is a mint factory worker and a senior member of the Shindo League's winners team.
Although he is only twenty years old and has no military experience, Brazil's policy of not banning guns has also enabled him to have good marksmanship.
Every time he took a break, the harvest from hunting would always allow him to enjoy a sumptuous barbecue on the weekend.
As an ardent believer in Tianhuang, he was ecstatic when he heard that President Vargas was about to surrender to Japan.
Once Brazil surrendered to Japan, he had no intention of continuing to work in the factory.
Instead, he went directly to the suburbs to occupy a farm of his own and let those Brazilians work for him.
Therefore, he must ensure that President Vargas can surrender to Tianhuang smoothly and must not let the Brazilian army stop him.
Therefore, he did not believe that anyone other than the Japanese would protect President Vargas as sincerely as they did.
He had been standing in the crowd with his gun aimed. The moment he saw the policeman opposite pull the bolt of his gun, he felt the danger.
Without hesitation, he pulled the trigger of his shotgun.
At the same time he shouted loudly:
"The police are about to take action. Kill them and protect Vargas."
Then a second shot was fired.
The Japanese around them also saw the actions of the police on the opposite side and pulled the trigger in their hands.
The police were caught off guard, but they had received some training after all.
Those who were not injured immediately began to seek cover and fight back.
In just a moment, both sides fired hundreds of bullets.
Takase Higashihiko was frightened to see his companions around him falling down one after another.
On weekend hunts, the prey wouldn't shoot bullets at him.
At this time, Takase Haruhiko's heart began to tremble, and he wanted to lie on the ground to avoid the bullet attack.
I was also afraid that I would be treated as a coward by my companions.
He wanted to retreat, but the densely packed crowd behind him made it impossible.
He had no choice but to continue shooting. Soon, a bullet hit his thigh, causing him to tilt and almost fall.
The pain in his leg made him cry out "Ah!"
However, in this chaotic environment, the pain in his leg actually aroused his ferocity. He squatted down and stepped back, continuing to fire recklessly.
Soon, another stray bullet hit his right eye and exited from the back of his head.
He suddenly felt a black screen before his eyes and knew nothing.
At this time, Police Chief Lechner realized that he had made a fatal mistake. Just as he was about to come forward to explain a few words, he was frightened by the flying bullets and fell to the ground.
There was no trace of his usual arrogant and domineering attitude as the police chief, and he was trying to find cover with his hands and feet.
As a result, he was too fat and got stuck between two obstacles, unable to move forward or backward.
He kept muttering:
"It's over, I'm dead, I made a huge mistake!"
Unfortunately, some mistakes cannot be undone once they are made.
He knew that he could not call for a ceasefire at this time. As long as he dared to give such an order, a large number of his police force would be killed or injured immediately.
The only way is to first eliminate all the Japanese who are surrounding the Presidential Palace, and then organize a defense against the upcoming rebels.
Therefore, he did not hesitate any longer and shouted loudly:
"Kill all these Japanese thugs first. Machine gun fire, kill them all, quickly."
Originally, the police were only responsible for defending the outer defense line, and the real guard force of the Presidential Palace was a guard battalion.
It was not known whether the guard battalion received intelligence of the rebel attack and came to help defend, or was attracted by the gunfire outside.
Soon they came and joined the police team and began to suppress the Japanese mobs outside.
But the number of Japanese rioters was too large, more than 40,000 people, and all of them were armed.
The police and soldiers from the guard battalion together numbered less than a thousand people. Facing the mob that surrounded the presidential palace, they were like a small boat in a storm, in danger of capsizing at any time.
Fortunately, the guns in the hands of the rioters were all single-shot guns, and after the machine guns in the hands of the military and police began to fire, a large number of Japanese rioters who had already rushed into the isolation zone finally fell down.
Unfortunately, these Japanese mobs were not frightened by the machine gun fire of the military and police.
Suicide squads were constantly organized and advanced forward.
There is absolutely no tactics in this battle. It is a collision of blood and fire, and a contest between bullets and flesh.
The Brazilian military and police had obviously never experienced such a big scene and were actually frightened by the fierce fighting style of the Japanese mobs.
Deserters were the first to appear in the police force. After all, they are just police officers who maintain law and order and support their families.
They are not soldiers who have undergone rigorous training.
Therefore, less than ten minutes after the war started, the Japanese mob began to gain the upper hand, broke through the first line of defense of the police and guard battalion, and approached the Presidential Palace.
Colonel Teach, who had just led his Marines out of the Rio de Janeiro Naval Base, was now confused.
Didn't I say I was here to join the siege of the Presidential Palace? How come our team just set out and the Presidential Palace is already in full swing?
General Dutra of the Army Command was ecstatic when he received the news.
He had heard that the Japanese had organized a mob of 40,000 people to help Vargas defend the presidential palace, and he was worried that this would have a negative impact on his plan.
However, it was unexpected that these Japanese people actually exchanged fire with the guards defending the Presidential Palace first.
In this case, can we directly announce to the outside world that it was Japanese mobs that attacked the Presidential Palace?
And I am the righteous army representing the Brazilian government to quell the rebellion of Japanese mobs!
Thinking of this, General Dutra directly ordered all troops to eliminate the Japanese mobs and rescue the kidnapped President Vargas.
As early as four hours ago, Fang Lang, who was far away at the Natal Naval Base, had already gathered all his Marines.
A detailed occupation plan was drawn up based on the map of Rio de Janeiro Airport.
Everyone knows what they need to do.
Then they boarded the ten C46 aircraft that Fang Lang had just purchased, and were transported directly to the airport in Rio de Janeiro by ten pilots who were originally training at the base and ten flight instructors who followed the planes.
The civil airports of this period were far less advanced than those of later generations. Airports with a concrete runway were considered quite advanced.
Rio de Janeiro Airport is the first airport built by Pan American World Airways in Brazil, so it is an advanced airport with a concrete runway.
Just now, Pan American Airways staff responsible for operating the Rio de Janeiro airport discovered ten uninvited guests on the radar.
However, there was no precedent in this era of directly using aircraft to occupy civilian airports.
And there was no war in Brazil, so this anomaly did not attract the attention of air traffic controllers and was not reported.
Anyway, there were no planes taking off or landing at this time, so the air traffic controller walked out of the office and looked at the sky in the distance.
I saw ten small black dots in the distant night sky, aiming at the runway one by one.
Begin the descent in an orderly manner.
With the help of the airport lights, the air traffic controller saw the Brazilian military logo on the military green fuselage.
He was so angry that he cursed:
"Damn it, these bastards, have you come to the wrong place? This is a civilian airport, why are you military planes here?"
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