At this time, the people on Fernando de Noronha Island obviously did not welcome this uninvited guest.
"Sir, there is a plane flying towards the island from the northwest. Should we shoot it down?"
A short Asian man bowed respectfully to a middle-aged short and fat Asian man sitting on a mahogany chair.
"Why shoot it down? If the plane comes, just let it come.
There was no place for him to land on the island, so what could he see?
Let us all hide in the woods so he can't see us."
The short and fat middle-aged Asian man waved his hand casually. Although the action looked casual, it was very imposing.
But when he opened his mouth to speak, there was a leaky sound due to missing several front teeth, which was a bit funny.
The short Asian man took the order and turned away.
...
...
A man with gray hair sitting nearby said to the middle-aged man:
"Mizuno-kun, should we be more careful?
We have been on the island for so long, but we have never encountered an airplane."
The short and fat middle-aged man called Mizuno-kun smiled and said:
“Don’t worry! This is a place in Brazil that is used to exile prisoners.
No one would be bored enough to come here to check.
Besides, even if they come to inspect us, we don’t need to be afraid, we are prisoners who have been exiled here!”
The gray-haired man said:
"But Brazil is expelling us now. If others find out that we are still in Brazil, will we..."
The short and fat man called Mizuno-kun patted the arm of the white-haired man beside him and said:
"Xiaolin-kun, don't worry.
Since I was able to get our ship to repatriate us and take us to this island.
I naturally have the ability to ensure our safety.
Once the arms we purchased arrive, we can kill all the other prisoners on the island.
By then, we Japanese will be the only ones on this island.
And this place will also become an overseas territory of our Great Japan.
At that time, His Majesty Tianhuang might directly confer me the title of noble!"
The white-haired man called Kobayashi-kun is obviously not as confident as Mizuno-kun.
Although he seemed to agree with what Mizuno-kun said and kept nodding.
But the moment he lowered his head, there was a look of disdain and mockery on his face.
“Yes, Mizuno-kun is really amazing. He was able to get those Brazilians to send us to this island.
Once we are able to completely occupy this small island, we will be expanding the territory of the Empire of Japan.
When Mizuno-kun is canonized as a noble by His Majesty Tianhuang,
Please give me more support. "
When Mizuno heard what Kobayashi said, he burst into laughter.
Patted Xiaolin on the shoulder and said:
"Don't worry, Kobayashi-kun. Mizuno will never forget Kobayashi-kun's contribution."
Sam Dudley, who was far above the island, first flew along the coastline of the island and found nothing unusual.
Then we flew to several places with houses on the island and observed carefully, but still did not see anything unusual.
In the farmland, we saw many farmers busy working in the fields.
But there is nothing unusual about this.
After all, this island is just a place for exiled criminals, not a prison.
So the prisoners on the island can move around.
The farmland on the island is obviously the prisoners' self-sufficient source of food.
Just as Sam Dudley was about to report that nothing unusual had been seen, he discovered several Indian farmers gathered in a farmland near a woods, pointing and talking at the woods not far away.
After their plane flew over their heads, they just looked up at their side, then pointed at the woods not far away and burst into laughter.
It was as if he had seen something funny, and the mocking emotion was felt even by Sam Dudley, who was a hundred meters in the air.
Sam Dudley had an idea and lowered the plane's altitude, flying over the farmland beside the woods.
Glancing through the woods, they soon spotted the target of their ridicule.
It turned out to be a group of Asians hiding in the woods.
Sam Dudley shook his head, thinking that these people were really surprised and might be a bunch of country bumpkins who had never seen an airplane.
I was scared by the plane I was flying.
It was not like he had never encountered this kind of situation before, so he just smiled nonchalantly.
I secretly thought that I was being too sensitive.
He didn't take it too seriously and just pulled up the plane and flew to another place.
The area of Fernando de Noronha Island is not large, and after four or five trips back and forth, he had basically surveyed the entire island.
Nothing suspicious was found.
At this time, Fang Lang received the House's investigation report on the arms smuggling ship.
"Report, General.
It has been verified that this group of people is a gang organization in Recife.
Recently someone approached them to purchase this batch of arms.
Their boss arranged for them to deliver the goods to their door.
They didn't know who the buyer was, but according to their boss, the person who paid was a big shot in Brazil.
Only their boss knows who it is.
The other side arranged an escort, but when we boarded the ship, the escort wanted to detonate a grenade to die with us, but was shot dead by our soldiers. "
Fang Lang was stunned by the intelligence officer's report. He said with some confusion:
"Shouldn't this kind of arms trade be about money and goods?
Why does it sound to me like this means that someone paid this gang.
Then the gang will directly deliver the goods to the designated location and hand them over to someone else."
The intelligence officer nodded and said:
"Yes, General."
“This gang is so honest in doing business?
Once you receive the money, will you really deliver the goods to your door?
Those who give money, aren't they afraid that the gangsters will just swallow the money?"
"Yes, General,
According to the person in charge of the delivery, the person who paid was a big shot.
Their boss is not to be trifled with."
Now, Fang Lang found it really interesting.
He smiled and turned to De La Torre who was thinking beside him and said:
"The big shots in Brazil paid the gangs to buy arms and commissioned them to transport them to a small island where criminals were exiled.
What is this for? "
De La Torre glanced at the intelligence officer and asked:
“Do they know who is receiving the goods?”
“They don’t know, only the person in charge of the escort knows.
But that person is dead.”
Fang Lang smiled and asked:
"Do they know who the person in charge of the escort is?"
“The gang members said that the man in charge of escorting the transport didn’t say a word during the entire process.
This was also the first time they met this person.
I have no idea who he is.
However, our soldiers heard the guy in charge of the escort yell "Ban Zai!" when he pulled the grenade.
Upon hearing this, Fang Lang stood up and stared at the intelligence officer in front of him and said:
"What did you say this person's name was?"
The main problem is that the intelligence officer's accent is a bit wrong.
After all, after being re-told several times, it would be hard to believe that a foreign language can be authentic.
However, Fang Lang immediately detected a familiar taste in this ambiguous word.
The intelligence officer obviously didn't expect Fang Lang's reaction to be so big.
After recalling it carefully, he said:
"According to the soldier, it seems to be 'Ban Zai'."
Fang Lang already had a guess in his mind, but the intelligence officer was obviously not familiar with this term.
"Send the soldier here immediately. I want to hear his own account."
The intelligence officer did not hesitate and immediately stood at attention and saluted:
"Yes, General."
De La Torre beside him was completely confused and asked Fang Lang with a puzzled look on his face:
"Boss, do you know what this sentence means?"
Fang Lang looked serious, nodded to De La Torre and said:
"If I'm not mistaken, the guy yelled 'Onboard!'
That means long live in Japanese.”
De La Torre has also been to Japan, but he is not familiar with the country.
It's certainly not clear what this means.
However, he was still very convinced of Fang Lang's judgment.
"Boss, you mean this is a Japanese?"
Fang Lang nodded seriously and said:
"That's right, only the Japanese would do such a crazy thing.
and shouting such slogans. ”
After hearing Fang Lang's words, De La Torre also said with a serious expression:
“Since the Japanese mob laid siege to the presidential palace, Japanese have now been repatriated from all parts of Brazil.
How come there are still Japanese in Recife?"
Fang Lang touched his chin and said:
“It should not be just in Recife.”
As he spoke, his eyes were already looking towards Fernando de Noronha Island vaguely visible in the sea.
De La Torre followed Fang Lang's gaze and quickly reacted.
"Boss, do you mean that there are Japanese on Fernando de Noronha Island?"
"Isn't it obvious?"
Fang Lang unconsciously sneered.
De La Torre was of course aware of Fang Lang's hatred for the Japanese. He understood it when he thought about what they had done in Japan when they served as the Japanese occupation forces.
For Fang Lang, being hostile to the Japanese is politically correct.
So he said without hesitation:
"Boss, how about we send troops directly to the island and kill all the Japanese."
Fang Lang hesitated for a while and shook his head.
"There's no rush now, we're just guessing.
Let's first confirm whether the guy in charge of escort is Japanese.
Confirm again to see if there are really Japanese on the island.
If everything is true, we also need to figure out what these people want to do by purchasing arms?
And who is the Brazilian big shot who is in charge of paying for it?"
De La Torre understood what Fang Lang meant and nodded.
Soon, the reconnaissance aircraft landed on the aircraft carrier.
The intelligence officer brought Sam Dudley directly to the bridge where Fang Lang was and reported the situation to Fang Lang.
"General, this is Sam Dudley, the reconnaissance pilot who just returned."
Fang Lang and Sam Dudley knew each other. After all, there were only ten pilots in the entire aircraft carrier formation, so it was impossible for them not to know each other.
Sam Dudley did not expect that the intelligence officer would bring him directly to meet the commander.
He immediately stood at attention and saluted:
"General, Sam Dudley has completed his reconnaissance mission and is here to report!"
Fang Lang smiled and returned the greeting:
"Sam Dudley, you did a great job. This is our first combat mission after Brazil officially equipped its aircraft carrier. How do you feel?"
Sam Dudley smiled so hard at the question that his back teeth almost showed.
With excitement on his face, he said:
"General, it feels great."
Everyone burst into laughter.
Fang Lang patted his shoulder and said:
“Hahaha…as long as you feel happy.
So did you find anything unusual on the island this time?"
When Sam Dudley heard Fang Lang asking about his mission, he immediately straightened his attitude and saluted solemnly before answering:
"Report to the general, because we don't know who the target is this time,
I was only able to circle the island of Fernando de Noronha five times.
After my inspection, I did not find any suspicious targets. "
Fang Lang nodded and asked:
"Did you see any Japanese on the island?"
Sam Dudley was stunned by the question. What does it mean?
The enemy is the Japanese?
Then, I quickly remembered the Asians I saw hiding in the woods.
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