The only figure who seemed out of place in the welcoming team was Colonel Waldo Granma, the commander of the Marine Corps.
Because he didn't understand the situation when he first arrived, he was stunned by Fang Lang's combination of punches and was thrown into the Marine Corps for basic training.
It almost cost him his life. After returning home after the first day of training, he realized that he had been tricked.
However, things have come to this point, and they have already participated in the training. Quitting halfway would be obviously inappropriate and might cause their image in the entire army to plummet.
It is simply impossible to convince the people. If a military commander cannot convince the people, then his career as a commander will be over.
So, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. Today, Chief of Staff De La Torre notified him to go to the airport to pick him up, and he was so happy.
It’s not that he missed Fang Lang so much, or was worried about Fang Lang being attacked.
Mainly, you can take the opportunity to rest.
After Fang Lang exchanged greetings with everyone, he got in the car and headed for the First Fleet Headquarters.
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In the car, Fang Lang asked Chief of Staff De La Torre:
"Have all the crew members arrived safely?"
“Yes, boss.
The crew has arrived at the Norfolk Naval Base on the east coast of the United States as planned, and is just waiting for us to complete the formalities and be ready to receive our new aircraft carrier at any time."
De La Torre answered his superior's question straightforwardly.
"Then let's prepare and set off to the United States as planned to pick up our first aircraft carrier."
At this moment, Fang Lang was actually very much looking forward to it, after all, this was an aircraft carrier!
Although it is not as advanced as later aircraft carriers, it is still a big toy in the hearts of many boys.
There must be few men who have never dreamed of commanding such a big ship to gallop across the ocean!
Fang Lang admitted that battleships were cool, but after all, battleships were no longer keeping up with the times.
Future wars will require air supremacy, and the navy’s air supremacy needs to be guaranteed by aircraft carriers.
At the same time, this is also a seed to accumulate aircraft carrier talents and understand the structure of aircraft carriers.
Designers at their own shipyards can also get some inspiration from this big guy and prepare for their own shipyards to take on aircraft carrier orders in the future.
"But, sir, don't you need a break?"
De La Torre asked, somewhat worriedly.
Fang Lang looked at De La Torre's worried expression and smiled.
"There's no need to rest, I'm not injured.
The soldiers in the guard platoon should be given a holiday. Let's select a platoon from the Marine Corps to serve as guards when we go to the United States this time!"
De La Torre knew that he only had to carry out what Fang Lang decided.
Judging from Fang Lang's appearance, he should not be affected at all. After all, Fang Lang was an army soldier who had participated in the European War and must be used to life and death scenes.
"Okay boss. Lieutenant Sirio Reich is waiting for you in your office. He said he has something to report to you."
Hearing De La Torre's words, Fang Lang narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, and he smiled a bit like a fox.
He knew in his heart that the things he had arranged for him to do must have been done.
He nodded and said nothing more.
De La Torre would not take the initiative to ask Fang Lang. After all, Fang Lang would never hide anything from him that he needed to know.
Don't ask about things that your superior doesn't say. This is where De La Torre's cleverness lies.
There was no conversation along the way. As soon as Fang Lang arrived at the door of his office, he saw Lieutenant Syrio Reci from the Second Section of the Logistics Department sitting upright in the waiting area outside the office.
He was holding a file bag in his hand. When he saw Fang Lang coming back, he quickly stood up and saluted:
"Hello, sir!"
Fang Lang smiled and waved his hand, pointing towards the office.
"Let's go inside and talk."
After saying that, he walked straight forward and opened the door of his office.
Lieutenant Cirio Reci followed closely behind and walked in. Qi Qingshan, who was following behind him, immediately closed the office door from the outside.
Fang Lang entered the office and sat directly on the desk. He said to Lieutenant Sirio Reich very casually:
"Show me the information, and pour yourself what you want to drink! And pour me a cup of black tea."
Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, Lieutenant Syrio Reci smiled and didn't say anything polite. He put the file bag in his hand on the desk with both hands and pushed it in front of Fang Lang.
He turned around and went to the tea area to prepare tea for Fang Lang as if he was familiar with the place.
Fang Lang opened the file bag and saw a photo of a woman sandwiched between several files. The woman looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six years old. She was wearing a dress, had a graceful figure, and had big wavy hair that was very eye-catching.
From the black and white photo, we can see that this is a gorgeous beauty.
"Haha... no wonder, this is also the case of heroes being tempted by beautiful women!"
Lieutenant Sirio Reich turned around and said to Fang Lang:
"Yes, boss. I've seen her in person. She's even prettier than in the photo.
With big blond waves, few men can resist it. "
Fang Lang raised his head and smiled at Lieutenant Sirio Reich:
"Why, you like big waves too?"
Lieutenant Syrio Reich looked at his commander's strange expression and didn't quite understand what Fang Lang meant.
But he still smiled and said:
"Boss, didn't you teach us to appreciate all the beautiful things?
Don’t you just love big waves?”
The happiness between men is sometimes very simple. Fang Lang knew that Lieutenant Syrio Reci did not really understand the meaning of his words, but he still couldn't help laughing.
“Haha… Lieutenant Syrio Reich, I like your honesty.
I think no one can resist a blonde with big curly hair, right? "
He smiled and began to check the information in the file, but found nothing special.
He continued to flip through the pages, and while Fang Lang was checking, Lieutenant Syrio Reich picked up a cup of black tea and placed it next to Fang Lang.
Then he stood quietly opposite the desk, waiting for Fang Lang to finish reading the information.
Fang Lang looked up and saw that Lieutenant Sirio Reich had not prepared any drinks for him.
Asked:
"Why don't you pour yourself a drink?"
Lieutenant Syrio Reci knew that Fang Lang was not being polite to him, but really treated him as one of his own.
So, let yourself be casual.
But it was impossible for him to prepare tea for himself in his superior's office at will.
He smiled and shook his head:
"I just drank two cups of coffee outside."
After hearing the other party's answer, Fang Lang did not continue to dwell on such a trivial matter and asked:
“Is he still in the United States?”
“Yes, we just monitored him from a distance and had no contact with him.
We can always take them back to Natal if you agree."
“Is her surroundings clean?”
“So far, we haven’t found anything unusual.
She was not seen in contact with anyone suspected of being an intelligence agent.”
"I understand. I will go to visit him in person when I go to the United States this time."
As he spoke, Fang Lang put the information back into the file bag and handed it to Lieutenant Sirio Reich.
The lieutenant took it with both hands and said:
"Understood. I'll go down and make the arrangements first."
Fang Lang nodded, picked up the black tea on the table and took a sip, his eyes became a little deep.
Lieutenant Sirio Recchi saluted and turned to leave.
After a short rest in Natal, Fang Lang and his party took a special plane directly to Norfolk, a naval base on the east coast of the United States.
Because of General Clark's operation, this arms purchase has become a purely commercial act, so the US Navy did not arrange personnel to connect.
Instead, the staff of Shata Company arranged vehicles to take everyone directly to the naval base.
Looking through the car window at the aircraft carrier that will soon belong to you is a completely different feeling than looking at someone else's aircraft carrier.
The vehicle looked very small when parked next to the aircraft carrier. After the vehicle came to a complete stop, Fang Lang pushed the door and got out.
I couldn't wait to look up at the huge monster beside me.
A long line of vehicles following closely behind stopped one after another. After the soldiers jumped out of the back of the trucks, they all looked up and couldn't help but sigh.
Without personal experience, it is impossible to understand how everyone is feeling at this moment.
General Clark patted Fang Lang's arm and said:
"It's not like you haven't been on an aircraft carrier before, so why are you making such a fuss?"
Fang Lang said without even turning his head:
“You don’t understand, the original aircraft carrier was yours, but this one is mine now.
It’s a completely different feeling.”
Clark looked at Fang Lang, who was about to drool, and said with a smile:
"What's the difference? Aren't they all the same warships?"
"Can the feeling of seeing someone else's beautiful woman in a photo be the same as the feeling of owning this beautiful woman yourself?"
Fang Lang's words made old man Clark, who was standing beside him, so angry that he almost vomited blood. Is there a way to describe it like this?
But thinking about how he felt equally excited when he first took over his own aircraft carrier, he just shook his head and didn't say much.
After finally coming back to his senses, Fang Lang glanced at the chaotic team behind him, frowned, and coughed heavily twice. The deputy captain reacted and quickly blew the assembly whistle.
The soldiers finally reacted and began to line up and assemble.
Turning around, Fang Lang saw three people coming down the aircraft carrier's gangway, led by none other than Jefferson, the general manager of Shata Company.
Fang Lang smiled and walked forward to shake hands with the other party, hugged each other, and exchanged greetings.
"Boss, this big guy is in very good condition. We just arranged for the navy to do a deep maintenance. We inspected the goods and all the equipment is operating normally.
No equipment has been dismantled and it is ready for combat at any time."
Jefferson also admired Fang Lang's connections with the U.S. Navy, as he was able to convince the Navy to resolve the matter so quickly.
"That's good. Are there any other documents you need me to sign?"
Fang Lang was very satisfied with the big guy in front of him at this moment. After all, this was the most advanced aircraft carrier in the world.
“There is no rush for the documents, as we have already signed most of them with the Brazilian Navy and Logistics Equipment Department.
We are just waiting for you to sign the acceptance documents. "
"That is to say, as long as we pass the acceptance and sign the documents, this aircraft carrier will belong to the Brazilian Navy, right?"
"Yes, boss!"
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Fang Lang smiled and turned to the newly formed aircraft carrier officers and said:
"We will board the ship for inspection."
Everyone responded with a roar.
"Yes, sir."
Then all the soldiers, led by their respective superiors and American advisers, boarded the Essex-class aircraft carrier, which is currently the most advanced in the world.
Because most of the US military advisers originally served on the USS Tarawa, so they are very familiar with the conditions of the aircraft carrier.
After everyone boarded the aircraft carrier, Fang Lang, accompanied by Jefferson, visited the aircraft carrier that belonged to him.
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