Fang Lang's words could be regarded as a response to General Clark's constant vigilance against him. After all, as John's father, Fang Lang's achievements were indeed inseparable from his relationship with John.
But to say that General Clark really took the initiative to provide much direct help to Fang Lang, that is really not the case.
As for why General Clark behaved like this, Fang Lang had some guesses in his mind.
This may have a lot to do with his skin color, even though he has reached the rank of major general.
However, Fang Lang was sure that he did not live as freely as Brigadier General Jackson in the US Army.
Fang Lang could even sense from him a lack of confidence, or even inferiority, as a redneck.
No matter what I do, I feel restricted and not free and easy at all.
Finally, he took the initiative to retire in exchange for his son's future.
After hearing what Fang Lang said, Clark lowered his eyes unconsciously. As a person who has lived for decades, he knew very well that what Fang Lang said made sense.
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Originally, Fang Lang had never revealed the truth to him, which made him very wary of little foxes like Fang Lang.
Worrying that the other party will make excessive demands and make it difficult for you to do your job.
But what Fang Lang said just now directly exposed General Clark's scars.
If we talk about the people Fang Lang knows or the connections he has in the US Navy, he is definitely not the one with the highest position.
More importantly, he is now just a retired rear admiral and has no real power at all.
This is also like stripping oneself naked and removing one's fig leaf.
But he couldn't feel any dissatisfaction because others always said that they just came to visit his family.
It's because you always feel good about yourself and think that the other party has ulterior motives.
This led to the current situation. For a moment, the atmosphere in the room became a little awkward.
Seeing General Clark's expression changing constantly because of what he said, Fang Lang felt that his words might have been a bit harsh.
After all, the other party is John's father.
After thinking about it, Fang Lang took the initiative to speak:
"Uncle, I think it's really tiring for you to live like this.
I understand your concerns. We are all yellow people. I understand the pressure and even discrimination we face from all sides in a society dominated by white people.
However, I don’t think this is a reason for us to live cautiously.
I never thought that I was inferior to white people.
I know you are worried that I will make excessive requests of you and put you in an awkward position.
But I feel that you are looking down on me. My relationship with John and your family is only because John and I are brothers in life and death.
I have received so much help in your home.
I am not a greedy person and I have never thought about continuing to gain any benefits from you.
Now that you have retired, I think you should live a carefree life."
Clark was taught a lesson by a junior today, but he couldn't refute it.
Because the other party did analyze him very thoroughly, and every word he said made sense.
Thinking about my military career over the years, I have indeed lived very cautiously and tread carefully on thin ice, for fear of accidentally doing something wrong.
Being caught by someone and kicked out of the army you like.
However, even if he lived very carefully, he was still restricted in every way in the army. Although he had made more contributions than others, he was not promoted as fast as others.
Even if you are more capable than others, you still have to be inferior to them. Why is that?
Is it really just because of the skin color?
Could it be related to my own style of being patient and cautious?
Especially in a powerful unit like the army, strength, bravery and decisiveness are the qualities that a soldier really needs to possess!
Fang Lang's words made General Clark fall into deep self-doubt and self-reflection, and the study became unusually quiet for a moment.
Only the occasional sound of Fang Lang smoking could be heard.
The strange atmosphere was not broken until there was a knock on the door.
Fang Lang noticed that Clark seemed to have changed a little, but he couldn't tell exactly where the change was.
Clark cleared his throat and said:
"Come in!"
It was Mrs. Clark who knocked on the door. When she heard Clark's voice, she pushed open the door of the study and saw the smoke filling the room. She frowned in dissatisfaction and said:
"Dinner is ready, let's go downstairs and eat."
After saying that, he looked at the half-smoked cigar in Fang Lang's hand and the trimmed but unlit cigar in Clark's hand, and knew that it was Fang Lang who was smoking.
While walking to the bed and opening the window for fresh air, he said to Fang Lang:
"Fang, you are still young, you should smoke less, it's not good for your health."
Fang Lang nodded awkwardly and put out the cigar in the ashtray.
"Okay, auntie.
My uncle dragged me to the study and gave me a lecture. The pressure was too great and I couldn't hold it back!"
Mrs. Clark believed what Fang Lang said and glared at Clark:
"You old thing, Fang is our guest, not your subordinate. What do you want to do?"
Clark, who had been in self-doubt and self-reflection, was finally brought back to reality by Mrs. Clark's knock on the door.
As a result, he was hit on the head with a huge black pot, and he felt terrible.
He stared at Fang Lang in amazement. His mentality, which had been taught a lesson by Fang Lang's words and which made him not know how to communicate with Fang Lang, instantly shattered.
Directly raged:
"How dare you frame me, you little bastard."
He was about to throw a book on the table at Fang Lang.
Fang Lang quickly hid behind Mrs. Clark and shouted:
"Aunt, help!"
Mrs. Clark turned and glared at Clark who was about to hit Fang Lang.
Seeing Mrs. Clark's eyes, General Clark put down the book in his hand angrily, with an awkward but polite smile on his face.
If General Clark knew what a dog was, he would definitely call Fang Lang a real dog.
But it’s strange that the feeling of embarrassment in facing Fang Lang just now completely disappeared after this incident.
Looking at General Clark following his wife out of the house and smiling at him with raised eyebrows, a smile appeared on his lips unconsciously.
He knew in his heart that this was also a way for Fang Lang to save face.
General Clark came to the table again, and said to Fang Lang as if he had become a different person:
"Brat, let me tell you. If you want to hire a professional team from the United States to train you to use an aircraft carrier.
I must be the leader!"
Hearing General Clark's blunt words, Fang Lang knew that the other party must have figured out what he had said to him, otherwise, based on his understanding of General Clark, he would not have been able to say such casual words.
Fang Lang raised his eyebrows calmly and said:
"Why?"
General Clark said confidently:
"I can get you the best aircraft carrier!"
As soon as these words came out, not only did Fang Lang look up at Clark, but even Mrs. Clark and Sophia put down the cutlery in their hands and looked at General Clark in surprise. For a moment, they all felt that the person in front of them was a little strange.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Clark coughed twice and said:
"What are you all looking at me for?"
Sophia couldn't help but say first:
"Are you my father?"
When General Clark heard this, he rolled his eyes at Sophia and said:
"Is that even a question? Just ask your mother!"
Unexpectedly, Mrs. Clark looked General Clark up and down for a few times, and said uncertainly:
"Now I'm a little unsure. Is this still the Joseph J. Clark I know?"
Clark knew what the two were talking about. He had never used such confident and affirmative words to express his thoughts before.
Obviously, this is the change brought about after talking with Fang Lang today.
Seeing the performance of his wife and daughter, General Clark smiled helplessly at the two of them, turned to look at Fang Lang, waiting for his reply.
Fang Lang saw him looking at him, thought for a moment and said:
"How can the U.S. Navy sell the best aircraft carrier to us instead of keeping it for itself? How is that possible?"
Although, Fang Lang knew that the aircraft carriers of this era were very different from those of later generations, and their technological content was far from being as advanced as that of later generations.
However, in this era, it is indeed the most advanced aircraft carrier.
Fang Lang thought that it was good enough that the Americans agreed to sell him one ship, but he never dared to think that he would have the opportunity to obtain the best one in service.
This is pure bullshit.
Seeing Fang Lang's disbelief, General Clark smiled and said:
"You are not a U.S. soldier, so you don't understand what the biggest issue at the top of the U.S. military is right now?"
This topic was obviously not something Fang Lang had been able to touch upon before. He said uncertainly:
"Is it confidential?"
General Clark was stunned, then looked at Fang Lang and smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that this guy who seemed a little greedy in his eyes was not a person without bottom line.
"Don't worry! This matter is known to everyone in the high-level military and political circles of the United States. It is not a secret."
Then there is nothing to be afraid of. Fang Lang likes to hear other people's secrets the most.
Although General Clark said it was not a secret, some things are just topics of conversation for people at a certain level, but for most people, they are secrets that they will never have the chance to come into contact with.
"Oh! I really don't understand this. I wonder if you can explain it to me."
Since General Clark has already brought up the topic, he is of course preparing to tell Fang Lang about this matter.
Mrs. Clark and Sophia were even more surprised and looked at Mr. Clark in disbelief, because in their minds, General Clark was a person who never talked about official business at home.
He never talked about military news at home, but today he actually discussed the secrets of the US Navy's top brass in front of the two of them with Fang Lang, a member of the Brazilian Navy.
The two didn't know what was going on, and were a little worried that they would be caught if they said this.
General Clark noticed the expressions of the two men, smiled and said to them:
"Don't worry! This kind of thing is not a secret."
Then he turned to Fang Lang and said:
"Do you know the difference between the Navy and the Army?"
Hey! Is the topic so big? Fang Lang had never heard of this topic before, and his curiosity was fully aroused.
He shook his head and said:
"I have heard that the conflict between the Japanese navy and army is very deep, to the point where it is hindering each other.
But I haven’t really heard of it in the United States.”
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