Office of the Navy, Rio de Janeiro.
"What? The rebels have been wiped out?"
General Crook was a little dazed when he heard the news on the phone. According to his and Fang Lang's plan, they were going to wipe out the Eddie brothers' anti-government armed forces before the people behind the Eddie brothers could react.
He didn't give them the chance to tip off or make arrangements calmly, but he never imagined that Fang Lang would be so efficient. The operation was over less than three days after he notified him.
Comparing the time taken by the army, General Crook felt that Fang Lang's ability was truly unfathomable.
Having such a subordinate, I really don't want him to be comfortable.
"So what are the specific casualties?"
Swallowing hard, General Crook asked quickly.
Fang Lang's hearty laughter came from the receiver.
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"General, rest assured! Except for the more than 600 prisoners, the rebels were completely wiped out. Our army suffered less than 100 casualties.
The rebel leaders, Brother Eddie, were killed by our army during the clearing operation.
The third person, Bartlett Collore, surrendered and was captured."
General Crook suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, took a deep breath, and then calmed himself down and said:
"Very good, I will report this good news to the Minister of Defense right away.
I want to see if the Army Department still has the nerve to suppress our Navy. Haha..."
As he spoke, General Crook couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Fang Lang certainly didn't say much about this. After the other party's laughter subsided a little, Fang Lang slowly spoke:
"General, after interrogation, the third-ranking figure of the rebels, Bartlett Kro, confessed to me that he knew who was behind the Eddie brothers.
Look at how we deal with this person!"
General Crook was stunned when he heard this. He understood what Fang Lang meant. They both knew very well who the big shot behind the Eddie brothers' anti-government armed forces was.
However, as the former president of Brazil, he has enormous political influence in Brazil. There are also a large number of his former students and officials in the current Brazilian government. It is too risky to take action against this person.
If you are not careful, you will face a strong backlash.
"Does he have any substantial evidence?"
"No, the two sides were very careful in communicating, all through telegrams, and all the telegram papers were burned."
General Crook had anticipated this situation. Without substantial evidence, there was no way to convict such an important political figure. So in fact, it made no difference whether to recruit or not recruit Bartlett, the No. 3 figure.
If you are not careful, you may even be sued for defamation by the other party.
"What's the point of saying this without substantive evidence? He doesn't need to say it. We are very clear about the other side's situation. Even the Secretary of Defense and the President are very clear about the situation.
But what can we do to each other? "
Fang Lang was silent for a while after hearing this. This was what he was struggling with before. The reason why he wanted to keep Bartlett alive was that he did not participate in the Japanese mob's attack on the Presidential Palace and was not clear about the circumstances of the matter.
The President or the Secretary of Defense would not care whether he lives or dies, but if he had evidence of contact between the Eddie brothers and Mr. Vargas, he might be able to directly cut off the other party's chances of being elected next time.
Unfortunately, after interrogation, it was found that this guy had no actual evidence to prove the connection between the Eddie brothers and each other.
"I understand, General!"
Fang Lang thought for a moment and then responded.
Although, that being said, no one can do anything to Mr. Vargas without evidence, but sometimes some things do not require evidence. Fang Lang, who comes from the future, is very clear about the importance of public opinion.
That’s why the Brazil Times was founded in Brazil.
For a politician like Vargas who wants to participate in the next government election, the importance of reputation is self-evident. Even if this incident cannot cause fatal harm to the other party, it will cause him to lose a large number of votes from the people.
After hanging up the phone, Fang Lang sat in the command room and pondered for a long time.
The fighting on the front line has basically ended. The Marines and the Special Tactics Research Team are searching the jungle for the escaped rebels. All the prisoners have been sent to the town of Manguari for detention.
But Bartlett, the third-most-commanded figure in the rebel army, had been sent to the front-line airport.
"Qingshan, bring Mr. Bartlett Klo over here. I want to talk to him."
Hearing this, Qi Qingshan, who was working in the telecommunications room, quickly stood up and nodded:
"Yes, Boss! Where do you want to meet him?"
He looked up at the busy environment around him and realized that it was not appropriate to meet this rebel prisoner, so he stood up and said:
"Forget it, take me to see where the other party is imprisoned!"
The two men, accompanied by several guards, came to the place where Bartlett Klo was imprisoned, chatting and laughing all the way.
The so-called place of imprisonment is nothing more than a tent guarded by soldiers. After all, this is just a simple front-line field airport, and it is impossible to build a heavily guarded prison here.
When Fang Lang opened the tent, he saw a tall, strong, dark-skinned Brazilian man sitting on the marching mat with a decadent look on his face. Opposite him, two marines in full uniform were staring at him.
Hearing the sound of the tent curtain being lifted, everyone turned around and looked at the people who came in.
The two soldiers stood at attention and saluted:
"boss!"
Fang Lang smiled and nodded to the two of them.
"Thank you for your hard work, please go outside and wait while I talk to this gentleman."
Upon hearing this, the soldier stood at attention, saluted, and turned away without saying a word.
When Bartlett Kro saw Fang Lang's expression, he knew who the person in front of him was and stood up hurriedly, feeling a little awkward.
Fang Lang did not sense any ill will from the other party, so he smiled and waved his hand at him:
"Mr. Bartlett, don't be nervous. Since you have surrendered, we will not harm your personal safety.
I came here to talk to you about something, let's sit down and talk."
As he said this, he pointed at the camp bed where the other person was originally sitting, and motioned for him to sit down.
Bartlett Klo did not expect Fang Lang to be so easy to talk to, but he did not dare to look down on him. He knew very well in his heart that his life and death were in the hands of this smiling and warm-looking young general in front of him.
Considering that the other party wiped out his entire rebel army in just one day, he knew that the other party was not an easy opponent.
Therefore, he immediately raised his caution and said:
"Yes, thank you, General!
If you have anything to ask, just tell me, and I will tell you everything I know."
Qi Qingshan, who was standing beside Fang Lang, brought a small stool to Fang Lang, then held the pistol at his waist with one hand, stood behind him with a vigilant look, closely watching Bartlett's reaction.
The guard who followed Fang Lang in was also standing guard at the door of the tent, holding a submachine gun in his hand, and staring closely at Bartlett's every move.
Fang Lang picked up the stool, fiddled with it for a while, and then sat down opposite Bartlett Kro.
Looking at the somewhat cautious Bartlett Kro, he looked at him with some amusement for a while before slowly speaking:
"You know who I am, right? Do you want me to introduce myself?"
Bartlett Klo was about to raise his hand to signal, but when he noticed the alert movements of the two guards at the door, he quickly nodded and said:
“I know, I know, you are General Fang!
I have heard of your name for a long time, and it is an honor to meet you."
Fang Lang was not surprised and just smiled.
Don't expect a person who surrenders voluntarily to have the courage to resist.
It’s not that this person is not brave. On the contrary, according to the information Fang Lang learned, this Bartlett Klo is very brave in combat and is a rare talent. It’s a pity that he followed the wrong person.
At the same time, he is also the soul of the rebels. His prestige among the rebels is far higher than that of the Eddie brothers. In fact, the rebels were established on the basis of the team led by him.
The other party's current behavior can only further prove that he is a smart person who knows how to adapt to the times.
Fang Lang was very satisfied with this.
"I heard from my men that you told them that the rebels have someone behind them?"
"Yes, General! It's Mr. Brisso Eddy's old superior, Mr. Vargas, the chairman of the Labor Party."
Brother Eddie is completely finished, and Bartlett Kro certainly won't hide anything.
Of course, even if Brother Eddie was not dead, Bartlett Kro would not hide anything. He had already thought it through when he chose to surrender.
Moreover, he did not confess casually. He was well aware of the mortal feud between Fang Lang and the Eddie brothers, so he was sure that if he told Fang Lang this information, he would not be silenced by him.
If it was the army that wiped them out, he really would not have leaked this information casually.
After all, confessing is risky, and this kind of secret about a big shot's involvement in a crime is even riskier. If he confesses without thinking, it might lead to murder.
"Unfortunately, you have no evidence."
Fang Lang sighed as if he was somewhat helpless.
Bartlett Klo was stunned when he heard this, and when he saw Fang Lang's reaction, he immediately understood the other party's thoughts.
After pondering for a while, he could only smile bitterly:
"Yes, General!
They were very discreet and communicated by telegraph, but if the operator could be found, it would prove that I was telling the truth."
Fang Lang waved his hand nonchalantly.
"I believe what you said. Even if you didn't say anything, we know everything. We just don't have any evidence, so we can only pretend we don't know."
Bartlett Klo did not expect Fang Lang to be so frank with him, a prisoner. He looked at Fang Lang with some surprise and began to become alert, worrying that he would be silenced.
His eyes became somewhat frightened, and he leaned back unconsciously.
Fang Lang noticed the other party's change, smiled slightly, and gestured to Qi Qingshan beside him:
"Give Mr. Bartlett Crowe a cigarette to calm him down."
Then he turned to Bartlett Kro and said:
“Don’t be nervous, you are a smart person. You know the relationship between me and Brother Eddie. You should be able to understand what I want, so you surrendered voluntarily, right?
If I wanted to kill you, I would come and talk to you in person."
Upon hearing this, Bartlett Kro looked at Fang Lang seriously for a while, thought for a while, then nodded slowly and took the cigarette handed to him by Qi Qingshan.
After Qi Qingshan lit his cigarette with a lighter, he took a deep puff to calm himself down as quickly as possible before slowly speaking:
“You are right, I chose to surrender to your troops because I trust you.
If it were any other unit, I wouldn’t have dared to surrender or confess these things.”
Fang Lang laughed and said:
“Haha…I like your honesty.
In that case, I won't beat around the bush.
What you said cannot possibly be accepted as evidence, but you are one of the people who know about this matter.
If people knew that you confessed these things, it might alert the enemy and bring disaster to yourself.
Neither you nor I want to see bad things happen. Do you understand what I mean?"
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