The two Japanese pilots lowered their heads even lower, their legs were trembling, and their bodies were unable to hold up and wanted to fall down.
The Japanese pilot, who had his eyes closed, trembled all over when the gunshot was fired, and then turned slightly, probably because he wanted to confirm whether he had been shot.
It wasn't until the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground came from the side that he was sure that he hadn't been shot and closed his eyes tighter.
Looking at the Japanese pilots in front of him, Fang Lang suddenly felt a little bored. The two were a little tough just now, so Fang Lang shot and killed them without hesitation.
If these three people could be a little tougher, Fang Lang would definitely shoot them without hesitation to vent his emotions.
But now I see how they behave, as if I am bullying them. Let yourself be a little boring.
At this moment, the gunshots on the bow deck also attracted the attention of the guests on the ship. Qiu Ze, Qiu and Yi Zheng walked over quickly accompanied by the boatswain of the House with anxious faces.
He kept shouting:
"Sir Fang, keep your people under the gun. Keep your people under the gun!"
Behind them were two soldiers with guns, who were obviously ordered to monitor them.
After looking at the navy soldiers who were surrounded by the remaining three Japanese soldiers and blocking their way, Fang Lang looked at them with a cold face and said with a little doubt:
"What, you two? Do you have any objections to killing a few Japanese?"
Looking at Fang Lang's cold face, Qiu Ze waved his hands and said:
"Mr. Fang, that's not what you meant. I wonder if we can try it first. After the trial, you can do whatever you want to do with it."
Fang Lang initially wanted to interrogate these Japanese and torture them. However, the nameless anger that suddenly arose just now completely eliminated the desire to torture them.
I just wanted to kill them and calm down my emotions.
However, after killing an officer and a die-hard who was not clamoring about the Geneva Convention, the unknown anger in his heart gradually subsided.
I felt that killing prisoners was really boring. It would be better to fight them on the battlefield with real swords and guns.
Killing in this way can relieve the hatred in his heart. Unfortunately, there is no chance now. It is impossible for him to lead a boat of people to the land and kill them without any care.
This is not killing the enemy at all, but sending death, because they have no way to break through the shore defense firepower.
He wanted to interrogate them, but he had nothing to ask. Since the two military commanders want it, then give it to them!
Fang Lang raised his hand to signal the soldiers to move out of the way, and said to the two of them:
"There are three more to send to you. You can figure it out after the interrogation! You can contact your people and they will come to pick you up tomorrow morning. We are also going back to Okinawa."
Hearing Fang Lang's words, Zhong Ze said with surprise:
"Really? Thank you so much. We will report it to our superiors and thank the Allies for their selfless help."
"Don't just say thank you, if you really want to thank me. After you are done here, come and see me in the evening. I have a business to discuss with you."
Looking at the two national army personnel he had only come into contact with, Fang Lang thought of the plan he was going to implement. Who else is more suitable to be a human trafficker than military commanders?
No, it's not a trafficker, it's a labor agency.
His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he spoke directly.
Zhong Ze heard Fang Lang asking him to go find him at night. For some reason, he suddenly felt his anus tighten. But I had no choice but to bite the bullet and agree.
Fang Lang turned around and left regardless of the two people's reactions.
After watching Fang Lang leave, Zhong Ze and both of them breathed a sigh of relief. I always felt that something was wrong with the mood of my compatriot just now, but I couldn't tell what was wrong.
What the two of them didn't know was that the crew of the House who had been on alert around them were also breathing a sigh of relief at the same time.
Fang Lang's performance today really made everyone a little scared. His expression of killing someone was like killing a chicken, which left an indelible impact on everyone.
Although the crew of the House are all soldiers and have also experienced naval battles.
However, this was also the first time that he saw Fang Lang casually headshot two enemies face to face at close range.
When the skull was opened and red and white stuff came out, several navy soldiers almost vomited.
The aura exuded by Fang Lang at that time made not only a few Japanese prisoners feel uneasy, but also soldiers who had experienced such a scene for the first time were also trembling in their calves.
He forced himself to calm down for fear that Fang Lang would shoot him.
The aftermath of this incident was that all the crew members of the House unconsciously began to feel a little afraid when they saw Fang Lang.
Later, this matter became known to the entire First Fleet and even the entire Brazilian Navy. Fang Lang, a commander who seemed to be very talkative, was actually an out-and-out butcher, killing people as casually as killing chickens.
Although some people felt that Fang Lang was massacring prisoners, no one dared to make any comments in public.
Although Fang Lang's reputation could not stop a child from crying at night, it also made the entire Brazilian navy fear him.
The interrogation of the three Japanese by Zhong Ze and the two became extremely smooth. The guy who kept his eyes closed seemed as if he didn't say anything.
In addition, the two of them were like pouring beans through a bamboo tube, answering whatever was asked.
There was even a rush to answer questions, which made Zhong Ze and the two very uncomfortable. When did the Japanese become so honest?
As for the Japanese pilot, who had kept his eyes closed, when he saw the two of them talking about everything, he seemed a little worried that if he didn't say anything, he would be dragged into target shooting.
Slowly, I joined in. Maybe this is what people often call herd mentality!
Of course, Fang Lang no longer cares about what happens here.
Now his thoughts returned to the US bombing, although he could not see the effect of the bombing.
However, after seeing the first wave of aircraft turn around, the second wave of aircraft came quickly.
Fang Lang knew that the Japanese freighters and warships in Shanghai could not be saved. Maybe after this wave of bombings, Shanghai's ports didn't know how long it would take to be put into use again.
After all, so many cargo ships have sunk in the port, and it is unknown how long it will take to clean them up.
Fang Lang, who was suddenly bored, shook his head, left the matter to the deputy captain Reina, and went back to the captain's room to rest.
After dinner, Zhong Ze and Qiu Yuyi, accompanied by their adjutant Qi Qingshan, came to Fang Lang's captain's room.
Looking at the two people standing in front of him who were a little uneasy, Fang Lang was not polite and said directly:
"I know that you are members of the military command and have great power in the government. I have a business that I would like to discuss with you or your commander."
When Zhong Ze heard this, he quickly said in a flattering tone:
"Sir, if you have any orders, please tell us. Whatever you need us to do, we will do it for you. If we can't do it, we will report it to our superiors and we will do it for you."
Fang Lang smiled, picked up the cigar on the ashtray, took a long puff, and exhaled the smoke before saying:
"Actually, it's not a big deal. It's actually very simple for you military commanders. I have some industries in Brazil and I want to recruit some Chinese workers to work there.
I have already contacted Hongmen in the United States. As soon as the war is over, they will start recruiting people for me.
I need more manpower, tens of thousands is not too little, hundreds of thousands is not too much.
Since we have known each other, I will give you this kind of wealth. "
Zhong Ze didn't speak this time, but Qiu Yuyi, who had rarely spoken since his identity was revealed, spoke.
"Sir, I seem to have heard my brother at the door mention this matter. It turns out that this is your old business! You are really generous."
As he spoke, he extended his thumb.
Fang Lang didn't expect that Qiu Yuyi was also a member of the Hongmen, so he couldn't help but smile and said:
"I didn't expect that Brother Qiu turned out to be a member of the Hongmen. Has this thing started to work now? I don't know how effective it will be."
Hearing that Fang Lang actually called him Brother Qiu, Qiu Yuyi was so happy that he almost lost his way.
He quickly waved his hands and said:
"I don't dare to take it, I don't take it, Commander Fang is making love. Now this matter has been spread throughout Hongmen, and all the halls are gearing up.
After all, it costs five dollars to introduce a laborer, which is a huge amount of money. I'll probably break my head by then. "
Unexpectedly, the quotation offered by Hongmen in the United States to the domestic market was US$5. How ruthless was this intermediary?
But Fang Lang didn't mind, smiled and said:
"After all, this is a civil behavior. You two are considered to be members of the public. How about talking about money? It's a bit inappropriate. My opinion is, how about giving it penicillin in exchange?"
When the two of them heard Fang Lang's words, their eyes suddenly shone like gold. Penicillin is a good thing!
Because of the Japanese blockade, the price of penicillin in China is astronomical. It is worth two hundred dollars a bottle in the United States. In China, the price has at least tripled.
The reason why Fang Lang offered to use penicillin in exchange was because he was unwilling to give money and was used by the government to buy arms and weapons to fight the civil war.
As for penicillin, even if it is resold by government officials, it will definitely be kept in the country for use, and the people who will be treated will definitely be Chinese people.
In this way, at least many Chinese people will die and more seeds will be left for the nation.
This is also Fang Lang's original intention to establish the penicillin factory. The factory's output in the next four to five years will be sent to China.
Even if the war is over, we will continue to transport these life-saving medicines through Xiangjiang.
At this time Zhong Ze spoke.
"Do you really mean what you said, Chief Fang? I don't know how much each bottle of penicillin costs."
Fang Lang smiled and said:
"We are all compatriots, don't worry! I will give you a bottle of penicillin at the ex-factory price of two hundred dollars. That is, for every forty workers you introduce to me, I will give you a bottle of penicillin."
At first glance, it seems excessive to require forty people to exchange for a bottle of penicillin. However, if the government were to purchase it at this price, it would not be available at all.
Fang Lang was even a little worried whether the government would arrest the entire population of the village just for this drug.
They can really do this kind of thing, but even if they do, Fang Lang won't mind.
After all, the lives of domestic people during this period were not as good as those of dogs. Although everyone had to leave their hometowns due to them, at least it was a way to survive.
