October 29th, 8pm, Rio de Janeiro Airport.
Looking at the military transport planes landing one after another, the air traffic controller complained but he was not stupid enough to run over and question them.
Just as the air traffic controller was about to return to his radar room to listen to the radio to kill time.
As soon as the first transport plane landed, fully armed soldiers jumped out of the cabin door, raised their weapons without hesitation, and rushed towards him.
Looking at the rifles in the soldiers' hands, the air traffic controller was frightened and quickly raised his hands.
There was basically no obstruction to the control of the airport, and the operation went more smoothly than Fang Lang expected.
This made the several emergency response plans formulated by Fang Lang completely useless.
Since the airport did not become an obstacle, Fang Lang reported the situation here to the command center.
He forcibly requisitioned several vehicles at the airport and led two companies of soldiers to the radio station in the city.
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Fang Lang understood General Dutra's purpose in asking him to control the radio station.
Information that is not in the interest of General Dutra must not be allowed to be disseminated through the radio station.
At 8:23, there was a sudden brake sound outside the radio station.
The people who were leisurely enjoying the nightlife on the road saw a group of well-equipped and murderous soldiers jumping out of the convoy and various messy vehicles.
They began to take control of the radio station's door in an orderly manner.
Then they began to charge towards the three-story radio station in an attack formation.
At first, it caused the surrounding people to scream.
After seeing clearly that it was Brazil's own army guarding the door, they gathered outside and talked about it curiously.
Some young people watched the soldiers advancing in a very professional formation, and they made click of their tongues from time to time, thinking it was so cool.
Fang Lang's car followed the convoy, and after the soldiers occupied the gate, he drove directly into the compound of the radio station.
This was not because Fang Lang was careless, but because he had judged based on the behavior of the people outside that the Vargas government had not made any warning arrangements for the radio station.
Why be so polite? Just go in!
But it is now eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the radio station employees have gone off work. Only a few rooms on the left side of the third floor are still lit.
It should be playing a night show.
Fang Lang felt as if he had returned to his own home, looking around here and there casually.
As for the gunshots coming from the direction of the Presidential Palace in the distance, he was too lazy to pay attention to them!
On his way from the airport to the radio station, he had already learned about what happened in the Presidential Palace through radio.
As the mastermind behind this incident, Fang Lang did not express any opinion.
But the smile on the corner of my mouth could not be hidden.
"Report, sir, we have taken control of all radio stations and encountered no resistance."
"What show is going on upstairs now?"
"It looked like music was playing, and there were only three employees inside."
"Okay! Then tell them that the radio station will only play music today and no other programs."
"Yes, sir!"
The two were walking in the office area on the second floor, and Fang Lang accidentally discovered something very familiar on a long table in an office.
"Hey! Is this a TV? Do we have TVs now?"
This really can't be blamed on Fang Lang's ignorance. Fang Lang actually didn't know the exact time when television appeared.
I can't believe that television already existed at that time.
Now that we have television, our own newspaper can no longer just publish paper news!
It seems that we need to start setting up our own radio and television station.
Since we already have a television, does that mean we already have other home appliances?
I almost missed the home appliance industry, which can make a lot of money! Think about Samsung and Sony in the future.
The future will be an era of rapid development of electronic technology!
How could I miss out on such a big piece of cake?
"Call the people upstairs down, I want to question them!"
"Yes, sir!"
Soon the second lieutenant came down from the third floor with two men and one woman.
One of the two men was slightly older, about forty years old, a middle-aged white man.
The other man was a dark-skinned Indian youth, probably no older than 20 years old.
The woman was a young white woman who looked to be about twenty-four or twenty-five years old. She was not pretty, but she had a scholarly air about her.
The three men were very nervous when they saw many soldiers on the second floor.
"Can anyone tell me who owns this TV? Do we have TV stations in Brazil now?"
Seeing that although Fang Lang was standing among a group of murderous soldiers, his tone was not vicious, several people breathed a sigh of relief.
The three of them looked at each other, and finally the middle-aged white man took the initiative to stand up and said:
"Sir, this TV was brought back by the director of our radio station when he went to the United States for an inspection some time ago.
It is said that many American families can now watch programs with images through this TV at home. "
"Oh! So there are no TV programs in Brazil now?"
"Yes, sir! There are no televisions for sale in Brazil yet."
"Great, thank you for your answer!
I'm really sorry, the radio station will be under martial law these days, so you may have to stay at the station for a few days. Now I can give you five minutes to call home!"
After hearing Fang Lang's words, everyone's faces turned bitter, but fortunately there was no mindless chatter.
At this time, the Presidential Palace was already in chaos. After suffering nearly a thousand casualties, the Japanese mob successfully occupied the Presidential Palace.
As soon as the Japanese mob opened fire, President Vargas sent a message to his trusted troops, asking them to come and launch a suppression operation.
The first troops to arrive at the presidential palace were not President Vargas's trusted troops, but the First Army Division under General Dutra.
After the First Army Division arrived at the Presidential Palace, it launched an attack on the Japanese mobs who occupied the Presidential Palace without hesitation.
Ryuji Hamamoto, the leader of the winner group of the Japanese Shindo League, was hiding outside the door of the presidential office and shouting at President Vargas.
"Mr. President, we, the Chendao League, firmly support your surrender to His Majesty Tianhuang. Please believe us, we will never hurt you. We are here to protect you."
Vargas, who was trapped in the office, was almost going crazy after listening to the translator beside him and translating the words of the Japanese outside the door.
When did I ever say I would surrender to the Japanese!
This is simply ridiculous. Even a fool would not surrender to a country that has already surrendered!
"Go tell him that I will never surrender to some bullshit Japanese Tianhuang."
The translator quickly repeated what was said to the person outside the door.
After hearing what was said in the office, Hamamoto Ryuji was stunned. What was going on? This was not the script!
After a while, he said:
"You loser bastard, I never thought you would be able to sneak up on Mr. President. You have ruined His Majesty Tianhuang's plan.
I will tear you into pieces with my own hands."
Now it was the translator's turn to be confused. What the hell was going on?
Vargas saw that the translator was confused and said quickly:
"Why are you in a daze at this hour? What did these bastards say?"
The translator didn't care about anything and just translated the words verbatim.
Vargas was also confused now.
Aren’t all these people outside crazy?
After all, the First Army Division that attacked from the outside was a force that had served in Europe, and its combat effectiveness was indeed much stronger than that of the local Brazilian army.
Half an hour into the battle, they had already breached the gate of the Presidential Palace.
Under the powerful machine gun fire, the Japanese mobs couldn't even raise their heads.
Most of the rioters had been killed and fled by the First Division. After all, these people were ordinary people who had not received any training and had no way of fighting against the regular army.
The number of Japanese rioters trapped in the Presidential Palace was less than a thousand.
At this time, two middle-aged Japanese men quickly ran to Hamamoto Ryuji and said:
"Hamamoto-kun, our main force has been dispersed, and now they have already attacked the gate of the presidential palace. Come up with a solution!"
"How could we allow these damned rebels to attack the presidential palace? We must defend the president to the death and never let the military's conspiracy succeed.
Come with me, we will launch a desperate charge and drive out all the rebels who come in."
The First Division cut off the Presidential Palace's connection with the outside world as soon as it attacked the Presidential Palace, causing Vargas to be completely unaware of what was happening outside.
The orders received by the Presidential Palace's confidants were to suppress the Japanese mobs that attacked the Presidential Palace.
Under such information asymmetry, General Dutra's troops easily controlled the situation in Rio de Janeiro, the capital of Brazil.
During the capture of the presidential palace, the former Rio de Janeiro police chief, Mr. Lechner, was shot dead by Colonel Teach on charges of poor defense. This was a trivial matter that was insignificant.
When the first ray of sunlight on October 30th shone through the smoke-filled windows of the Presidential Palace, all the Japanese mobs who occupied the Presidential Palace were finally completely wiped out.
Just when President Vargas thought he was finally safe and pushed open the door of his office, intending to continue exercising presidential power.
But he was told that Brazil has now entered a state of martial law and the president cannot leave the office for the time being.
It was not until this moment that President Vargas realized that the news that the army wanted a coup was true.
With a dejected look on his face, he sat back on the throne, which symbolizes the highest power in Brazil, and looked out the window at the destroyed presidential palace and the corpses lying all over the place.
Vargas finally realized that these Japanese might really be here to protect him.
Unfortunately, they were all poor creatures who fell into the enemy's trap.
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