Although Fang Lang could come forward and report the impending rebellion to General Crook himself, the procedure was obviously inappropriate. He did not want others to know that all the intelligence agencies in Brazil were serving him.
During this period, the intelligence services played a significant role in dealing with CIA infiltration, and some far-sighted senior officers of the Brazilian military have noticed the importance of the intelligence services.
In addition, they also discovered the close connection between the Brazilian Intelligence Agency and Fang Lang, but everyone did not know that the real power of these intelligence agencies was in Fang Lang's hands.
Fang Lang would naturally not take the initiative to expose this. With his current influence in the army, even if this was exposed, it would not have a big impact on him. But this does not mean that he wants to take the initiative to expose this.
He could even step in directly to quell the rebellion, but this was obviously not in accordance with procedure. After all, he was only the Deputy Minister of the Navy. If he took action against an army unit without receiving clear orders, it would likely make the already unharmonious relationship between the army and the navy even worse.
It would be detrimental to his control of the real power of the army in the future, and then control the entire Brazilian National Defense Force. Moreover, from Cirio Recchi's words, it was not difficult for him to guess that the Brazilian Intelligence Agency was not unprepared for this rebel army.
After all, after so many years of development, the strength of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency is no longer as simple as it seems on the surface. Maybe the Ministry of Defense does not need to make any large-scale military mobilization to capture all the rebel leaders involved in the rebellion.
By then, these leaderless rebels will naturally collapse on their own.
But this time, whether for the opponent or General Crook, it is a good opportunity to further weaken the Army's influence in the Brazilian Defense Force. He believes that after Blackwell reports this intelligence to General Crook, he will definitely know what to do.
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It is foreseeable that once the Department of Defense begins to take action against the rebels, General Crook will inevitably take over the position of Secretary of Defense. At that time, the Army Department will inevitably face a large-scale purge.
What he had to do now was to seize the opportunity and see if he could take the opportunity to send the person who had defected to him in the Army Ministry to a higher position.
This may be difficult for others, but for Fanglang, it is too easy.
Because the biggest contributor to suppressing this rebellion was undoubtedly the Brazilian Intelligence Agency. As the actual owner of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, he could investigate whoever he wanted. At that time, those who blocked his way would naturally give way.
This will further strengthen my control over the Brazilian Army. Hmm! It seems that it is time to reserve more army talents for myself.
The development of the matter was exactly as Fang Lang had expected. After receiving the report from Blackwell, General Crook took Blackwell to the Presidential Palace to report without hesitation.
Then, the current Defense Minister received a notice to attend an emergency meeting at the Presidential Palace. Defense Minister General Humberto Olde did not have any doubts about this, after all, this was not the first time such a situation had occurred.
So, he immediately went to the Presidential Palace in a special car accompanied by his adjutant.
They didn't even know that Deputy Minister General Crook had just taken the initiative to lead the Director of Intelligence Blackwell to the Presidential Palace to report on their work. From this, it is not difficult to see the status and control of General Humberto Olde in the Ministry of Defense.
General Olde's adjutant in the car was a little worried and asked:
"Mr. Minister, what's going on today? Why did the President suddenly call a meeting?"
"I don't know what it is, but this kind of summons is normal. When the President needed us, he didn't just call us and told us to rush over.
After all these years, haven't you gotten used to it yet? "
After hearing this, the adjutant thought about it and felt relieved. It was indeed as the minister said, such summons were very common. He was probably relieved because he had done something wrong and was overly suspicious.
If what I did was really discovered, it would not be the Presidential Palace that called me and asked the Minister of Defense to come to the Presidential Palace for a meeting, but I would be arrested directly.
After figuring this out, the adjutant relaxed.
But when he got out of the car behind the Minister of Defense and walked into the gate of the Presidential Palace as usual, he was controlled by two figures who suddenly jumped out from behind the door.
The skillful arresting action forced him to the ground before he could make any response. Soon, his entire body was searched thoroughly. They even forced his teeth open and conducted a detailed examination inside his mouth.
Although he didn't know what the other party was looking for, when he saw the other party's professionalism, the adjutant's heart skipped a beat. He knew that something bad was going to happen and he was doomed.
It was not until this moment that the Minister of Defense, who was walking in front, heard the movement behind him and turned around. Seeing the scene behind him, he was also startled and quickly spoke out to stop them:
"Hey! What are you doing? This is my adjutant."
But no one at the scene stopped their actions. Instead, a colonel in his thirties came out of a room nearby, saluted the Minister of Defense, and then spoke slowly:
"Mr. Minister, I am Colonel Blackwell, Director of the Brazilian Intelligence Agency. Your adjutant, Bruno Lang, has been formally arrested by us for suspected treason.
If you have any questions, you can get complete answers in the next meeting. ”
After saying that, he raised his left hand and stretched it towards the direction of the conference room not far away, signaling the other party to walk towards the conference room.
Although Humberto Olde is a defense minister without much real power, he still knows most of the heads of various departments in the Ministry of Defense.
Although he was not familiar with Director Blackwell, they were acquainted with each other. However, in his impression, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency had always been in a very chaotic state and had not achieved much.
But he didn't expect that he would meet the other party in the Presidential Palace this time, and the other party, the director of the intelligence agency who was not valued by him, captured his adjutant with one move.
Although the other party's attitude seemed respectful, the mockery in his eyes was not concealed at all. This made him very dissatisfied, and he wanted to scold him severely to let him know the most basic hierarchy.
But when he saw the adjutant being pressed to the ground like a dead dog, his face as pale as a ghost, and not even crying out for injustice, how could he not understand that what the man in front of him said was the truth.
But as an old politician, he knew very well in his heart that what he needed to do most was definitely not to reprimand the director of the intelligence agency who was disrespectful to him, but to remove himself from the things in front of him.
Therefore, he did not leave directly according to Blackwell's instructions, but looked at his adjutant with an incredible expression.
"Bulino, what's going on? What happened?"
Pinned to the ground and unable to move, Bruno Lang turned his head to meet his boss's gaze when he heard his boss' question. As a confidant who had been with him for many years, he could of course accurately read the meaning of his boss's eyes.
If you are really loyal to the other person, you might even remove him/her if he/she is truly unaware of the situation.
But the reason why he joined the rebels was to avenge the hypocritical bastard who played with his woman. So he just thought about it for a moment and quickly came up with a solution.
He nodded firmly at General Humberto Olde and said directly:
"Mr. Minister, please rest assured! I will never betray you!"
Then, he turned to Blackwell and shouted:
"You bastards, please let the Minister go. What I did has nothing to do with the Minister. It was all my personal behavior."
Hearing this, Humberto Olde suddenly felt his eyes go dark, and he felt sick. You are not trying to pick me out! You think the pit you dug is not big enough, and you want to bury yourself completely with soil. It's not enough to bury yourself, you even stand on it to compact the soil!
When he saw the way people around him were looking at him, he knew he was doomed, and he wanted to shoot the bastard. But this was the presidential palace, and he didn't have a gun.
At the same time, if I really pull out a gun, someone might suspect that I am going to kill someone to silence them, and I will definitely be shot down immediately.
Knowing that the situation was hopeless, he just looked deeply at his adjutant Bruno Lang. He had already figured out why the other party wanted to frame him like this. But what was the point of figuring it out now! It was too late.
Blackwell certainly understood the actual situation, but even though he knew it, he would not stand up to explain for the defense minister. Because, whether he explained it or not, the minister's future was over.
There is absolutely no need to add another huge scandal to the Wehrmacht.
Therefore, he just glanced meaningfully at Bruno Lang who was pinned to the ground, and then he again made an invitation gesture to the Minister of Defense, indicating that he should go to the conference room with him for a meeting.
Bruno Lang, who was pressed to the ground, looked directly at Blackwell. With just one glance, he understood the pity in the other's eyes. Obviously, the director of the Intelligence Agency knew his situation very well.
Blino Lang, who was originally somewhat unwilling to be caught, felt deflated when he saw this look, and no longer had any hope of luck.
But no matter what he thought, Blackwell had no time to care about this little character who was no longer important, and led General Humberto Olde towards the small conference room of the Presidential Palace.
President Scalia and General Crook had anticipated what was happening in front of the presidential palace since they decided to arrest the defense secretary's aide here. So they were not surprised by it, and had no intention of coming out to watch the fun.
For them, the rebels who were advancing towards Rio de Janeiro through various channels were what they cared about more. Other things seemed insignificant in front of this major event.
Fortunately, the Brazilian Intelligence Agency, which had never been taken seriously by them, was unexpectedly useful this time. It not only discovered signs of rebellion in advance, but also had a clear grasp of the entire rebel situation.
As soon as Humberto Olde entered the office, he saw the Chief of Staff, General Leta, and several officers having a heated discussion around a large map on the conference table. President Scalia was also whispering with Deputy Minister General Crook.
It was unknown whether the people no longer took him, the Minister of Defense, seriously, or whether the discussion was too intense, so that even when he entered the meeting room, he did not attract their attention. But now, he did not have the slightest intention of reminding the others.
In his heart, he hoped that everyone would act like he was not there, just like they were doing now. That way he would not feel embarrassed.
But the reality obviously did not go according to his idea. Blackwell walked to General Crook's ear and whispered:
"General, the Minister of Defense has arrived!"
He didn't even mention the defense minister's aide who was arrested at the door.
Upon hearing this, General Crook and President Scalia, who were talking in low voices, turned their eyes to General Humberto Olde, who had just entered and wished he could be invisible.
Although he wanted to hide, he knew that he had no chance to hide. Although he didn't know the specific situation, he knew that if he couldn't take this opportunity to prove his innocence in front of the President, he might face being tried for treason.
After all, from the arrest of his adjutant just now to the words he said outside that deliberately dragged him into the water, if he still didn't understand that his adjutant was really involved in the rebellion, he would be a fool.
Therefore, he only thought about it for a moment, and then completely put aside his embarrassment. He quickly walked to President Scalia and General Crook, saluted them seriously, and said:
"Mr. President, your Minister of Defense reports to you!"
His words made everyone in the conference room look at him. President Scalia also looked at the Secretary of Defense he appointed with an unpleasant expression.
"General Olde, you don't have to remind me that I appointed you as the Secretary of Defense. And don't think that I won't do anything to you just because I appointed you.
Now your lieutenant is participating in the rebellion, and has issued a transfer order from the Ministry of National Defense in your name for the rebels. In two days at most, these rebels will arrive in Rio de Janeiro. Do you think you can get away with it?"
Hearing this, General Humberto Olde, who had just held on to a glimmer of hope, felt his whole body go cold, and his hands and feet went limp. He looked at General Crook beside the President in disbelief.
Although he and the deputy defense minister had irreconcilable conflicts over the leadership of the Ministry of National Defense, after all, no leader was willing to be sidelined and serve as a puppet defense minister.
But because the two were enemies, he knew General Crook very well, and he believed that this incident was not a trick of the other party. Because, in the struggle between the two, he was at an absolute disadvantage.
If the other party wanted to, he could remove him from the position of Minister of Defense at any time. But he has not taken any action in the past few years. If he really wanted to target him, he would never use such means.
So, when he heard this shocking news from President Scalia, his first reaction was to find his political opponent to confirm the truth of the matter.
Seeing his eyes, how could General Crook not understand the other party's thoughts? He sighed slightly in his heart, pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose with his hand, and nodded imperceptibly.
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