Although he thought Robin was a little stupid, since they were all in the same camp, Leon decided not to make the relationship too awkward and could only suppress his dissatisfaction.
"Major Robin, I ordered you to stay in hiding so that after we take out the military funds, we can further strengthen our forces and deal a greater blow to the enemy.
If the French catch you in this attack, it will not only cause losses to your own troops.
A more serious consequence might be that the French discovered the treasure that the Führer left us.
We all know that the Allies are now looking for these riches.
If, because of you, these riches fall into the hands of the French, can you forgive yourself?"
No matter how angry Major Robin was, he couldn't show it at this moment.
However, he would never let it go after being slapped in the face by this Gestapo in front of his subordinates.
At this moment in his mind, he had already begun planning how to take revenge on Lieutenant Colonel Leon.
...
...
However, before he could obtain the wealth left by the head of state, he had to learn to be patient.
"I'm sorry, sir!"
Seeing Major Robin admit his mistake again, Leon looked around at everyone around him and said:
"Thank you for your hard work over the next few days. I have found the things. However, we need to formulate a complete transfer plan.
So, please wait patiently for a few more days.
Major Robin, the purpose of my meeting with you this time is that I hope you can get at least five trucks.
And organize a team to protect this wealth all the way to a safe place, and exchange it for the money and weapons we need."
Robin was delighted to see Leon finally get to the point.
Isn't it just for the sake of getting hold of this wealth that you endure in silence?
I originally thought that the other party would take out their wealth bit by bit and give it to them as military expenses.
I didn't expect that the other party would want to transfer this wealth.
This is a godsend!
With a serious look on his face, he said:
“Yes, sir, leave the vehicle matters to me.
I don't know where the safe place you mentioned is? Do you need us to scout the route first? "
After hearing what Robin said, Leon's eyes flashed with doubt.
How could I tell you such a confidential matter?
This kid doesn’t have any other ideas, does he?
As a member of the Gestapo, he was very sensitive to such things.
He looked carefully at the guy with a slap mark on his face, who was looking at him with a calm expression.
Leon felt that he was overthinking.
If this guy really wanted to take advantage of the wealth, he shouldn't have launched this attack.
Because this would obviously increase the risk of exposure.
These guys, who only know how to fight, have their minds full of muscles and may be worried about safety issues on the road.
“No need, I’ve already confirmed the route and destination are safe.
You just need to organize a reliable escort team.
I will inform you of the specific departure time later."
"Understood, sir. I will personally lead the escort team to ensure everything goes well.
I wonder how many people you think would be appropriate for us to arrange for escort."
In fact, Robin's purpose was very simple, which was to see if he could find out how much stuff there was.
Since this matter needs to be handed over to Robin, Leon didn't think much about it and said directly:
"You decide the number of people yourself. No more than 20. However, you must ensure that they are absolutely reliable."
"Okay, sir. I'll get ready right away and wait for your notice at any time.
Will the next assembly point still be here?"
When Leon heard this, he was surprised that he actually wanted to set the gathering point here again. What kind of heart does it take to do this!
“No, this place can’t be used anymore.
Please wait for my notification on the next gathering place.
That's all for today. I'm leaving now. You guys clean up all the traces here."
After saying that, he took Leo and put on his hat and scarf again.
Left the abandoned factory from another direction.
What he didn't notice was that coming from the direction he was coming from, there was a white figure wearing a white camouflage suit.
Observe from a distance the direction they came from and the factory where they met.
After seeing the two people coming out, he disappeared into the forest again.
Robin and his friends from the abandoned factory put out the fire with snow and came out.
Following the path we came from, we disappeared into the dilapidated factory building.
After they all walked away, a figure followed silently from behind a collapsed wall.
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Presidential Palace in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
"Mr. President, I am honored to receive your invitation to attend your inauguration ceremony."
Fang Lang has been back in Brazil for two days and has stayed in Natal for two days to deal with some backlog of official business.
I hurried to Rio de Janeiro and didn't even have time to see the completed bank building and textile factory.
As soon as the new President Dutra heard that Fang Lang had arrived in Rio de Janeiro, he invited Fang Lang to meet him at the Presidential Palace.
Fang Lang naturally did not dare to neglect it.
"Haha... Fang, we are friends. I am also very happy that you can appear in the most important moment of my life."
This was Fang Lang’s first time visiting the Presidential Palace of Brazil, although he participated in the last attack on the Presidential Palace.
But he himself did not participate in the actions of the presidential palace.
When I came to the Presidential Palace today, I found that there were no signs of fighting.
However, Fang Lang also knew that this place should have been soaked in the blood of the Japanese.
When he walked into the Presidential Palace, Fang Lang did not feel the slightest bit of fear. Instead, he felt that everything here was exceptionally green.
He could smell the fragrance of plants in the air, which made every cell in his body excited.
At this time, Dutra had taken off his military uniform and put on a suit, but his military temperament was still strong.
President Dutra, with a radiant face, looked at the young colonel in front of him who was saluting him, his eyes full of admiration.
He took the initiative to step forward, shook hands with Fang Lang, and then gave him a big hug.
Fang Lang didn't expect the new president to be so enthusiastic, and he quickly hugged the president.
"Fang, you did a great job. I heard from General Leta of the General Logistics Department that your artillery factory has invited American artillery experts to take charge of the management.
The factory was completed two days ago and is ready for trial production of artillery. This is really fast!"
Fang Lang also knew this news, and he also instructed Mr. Bull of the artillery factory to first imitate an American M2A1 105mm howitzer and give it to the President as an inauguration gift.
As a president who was once an army general, his love for artillery is unquestionable. It would be inappropriate for him to use artillery produced in his own country as a gift for his inauguration ceremony.
"Mr. President, thank you for the compliment! The artillery factory was built with your support.
Every success we have achieved is inseparable from your selfless help.
I believe that now that you have been elected president, our artillery factory will develop even faster.”
"Haha... Fang, I really like you more and more.
I heard that you gained a lot in the United States this time! What's the situation with that radio and television station?"
After all, he is the president, so he really pays attention to the media industry!
But this is no wonder. Traditional media such as newspapers have always been like snakes and scorpions in the eyes of Brazilian politicians, who wish to lock them all in cages.
If President Vargas had not relaxed controls on news publications, Fang Lang would not have been able to enter the media industry.
“I discovered this TV station when I was inspecting an artillery factory in the United States. Americans have a TV in their hotel rooms where they can watch news and TV programs.
I thought this is a great thing! How can we in Brazil not have it? So I hired a professional in the United States to come back and help us build our own radio and television station in Brazil."
Fang Lang tried to downplay the political role of television.
Although President Dutra is a politician who is greatly influenced by American ideas, power can easily change a person.
He didn't want to gamble on what President Dutra would think of his TV station.
“Haha… well done. I watched TV when I was studying in the United States, but at that time I didn’t think of introducing TV to Brazil to enrich the spiritual life of the Brazilian people.
Your idea is very good, I will fully support it, if there is anything you need my help, just tell me directly. "
Hearing that the President actually offered to help Fang Lang, Fang Lang certainly would not be polite.
He said directly:
"Mr. President, this matter does require some help from you. The signal of a TV station needs to be transmitted on a specific signal channel just like radio.
Our TV station is still under construction, and we hope that the President can open a few signal channels for us when the time comes.”
"Oh! Is that so? This is a small problem, I will arrange it later. However, the programs broadcast by this TV station should be strictly controlled to avoid any inappropriate reports. Do you understand?"
Dutra is indeed an excellent politician. He saw at a glance the important role of radio and television in information dissemination.
This sentence also points out that TV stations should report government affairs from a positive perspective.
Fang Lang nodded repeatedly and said:
"Mr. President, please rest assured! Whether in the past, present, or future, I am your soldier. I will absolutely firmly support your leadership."
This can be considered as a show of loyalty to Dutra.
President Dutra was very happy when he heard this and nodded repeatedly:
"Haha... Fang, you are pretty good. I was right about you. Of all the financial groups in Brazil, the one I admire the most is your Fangyuan Group.
Although you are a Chinese consortium, you have a strong sense of Brazilian national identity.
Whether it is the steel, shipbuilding or military industrial group, they have all done an excellent job and I am very satisfied.
But you should also pay attention. There are already several old Brazilian families who are very dissatisfied with your family's grain and oil companies, which process the grains and oils directly and sell them directly to Europe and the United States without going through them. "
Fang Lang was stunned by these words. He didn't expect such a thing to happen.
It seems that I have been deeply cultivating the overseas market and encroaching on the market share of the domestic old families, which makes these big families dissatisfied!
"Ah! Thank you for your reminder, Mr. President. I have indeed not paid attention to this aspect.
Mr. President, please help me understand the specific situation. "
Seeing Fang Lang's sincere attitude, President Dutra did not beat around the bush and said directly:
"In Brazil, there are many large landowners in the grain and soybean planting industries. They jointly established a company called Nice Grain Import and Export Trading. Before the war broke out, they controlled all the grain and soybean exports from Brazil.
Their influence is spread across all states in Brazil and they are very powerful. Politically, they are the biggest funders of the Social Democratic Party.
Due to the intervention of the Americans during the war, an American grain import and export company called Bunge extended its tentacles into Brazil.
Therefore, in the past two years, they have been competing with this American company and have not paid attention to your grain import and export company. However, in recent times, the shipment volume of your grain and oil company has increased significantly, which has attracted the attention of this company.
They may suppress your family's business, so you have to be careful."
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