October 29, 8 pm, Rio de Janeiro Airport.
Looking at the military transport planes landing one after another, the air traffic controller complained, but he would not stupidly run over to question them.
Just when the air traffic controller was about to return to his radar room and listen to the radio to kill the boring time.
As soon as the first landing transport plane came to a stop, heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the hatch, picked up their weapons without hesitation, and rushed towards him.
Looking at the rifles in the hands of the soldiers, the air traffic controller was frightened and quickly raised his hands.
There was basically no obstruction to the control of the airport, and the operation went smoothly beyond Fang Lang's expectation.
This made several emergency response plans formulated by Fang Lang completely useless.
Since the airport did not become an obstacle, Fang Lang reported the situation here to the headquarters.
He commandeered several vehicles at the airport and led two companies of soldiers to rush to the radio station in the city.
Fang Lang understood General Dutra's purpose in asking him to control the radio station.
Information that is not in the interests of General Dutra must not be allowed to be spread through radio stations.
At 8:23, there was a sudden sound of brakes outside the radio station.
The common people enjoying the nightlife leisurely on the road saw a group of well-equipped and murderous soldiers jumping out of the convoy of various chaotic vehicles.
He began to control the door of the radio station in an orderly manner.
Immediately afterwards, they began to attack the three-story building of the radio station in an offensive formation.
At first it caused the surrounding people to scream.
After seeing clearly that the people guarding the door were Brazil's own troops, they all gathered around outside with some curiosity and started talking.
Some young people looked at the soldiers advancing inside in a very professional formation, and they clucked their tongues from time to time. They felt that it was so handsome.
Fang Lang's car followed the convoy. After the soldiers occupied the gate, he drove the car directly into the radio station's compound.
This was not because Fang Lang was careless, but because he had judged based on the performance of peripheral people that the Vargas government had not made any warning arrangements for the radio station at all.
What's there to be polite about? Just go in!
But it is now eight o'clock in the evening, and most of the radio station employees have already gone off work. Only a few rooms on the left side of the third floor are still lit.
It should be playing a night program.
Fang Lang seemed to be back at home, looking here and there at will.
As for the gunshots coming from the direction of the Presidential Palace in the distance, he didn't bother to pay attention!
On his way to the radio station from the airport, he had already learned about what happened in the Presidential Palace through wireless radio.
As the mastermind behind this matter, Fang Lang did not express any opinions.
It’s just that I can’t hide the smile at the corner of my mouth.
"Report, sir, we have all the radio stations under our control and have not encountered any resistance."
"What program is being performed upstairs right now!"
"It seemed like music was playing, and there were only three employees inside."
"Okay! Then you tell them that the radio station will only play music today, and there won't be any other programs."
"Yes, sir!"
The two were walking in the office area on the second floor. Fang Lang accidentally noticed something that looked very familiar to him on a long table in an office.
"Hey! Is this a TV set? Is there already a TV set now?"
This really can't be blamed on Fang Lang's ignorance. Fang Lang really didn't know the specific time when television appeared.
Unexpectedly, there was already a television set at this time.
Now that we have televisions, our newspapers can no longer just produce paper news!
It seems that we need to start setting up our own radio and television station.
Now that televisions are already available, does that mean that other household appliances are already available?
I almost missed the home appliance industry, but you can make a lot of money in this industry! Think about Samsung and Sony in later generations.
The future is an era of rapid development of electronic technology!
How could I miss such a huge piece of cake?
"Call down the people upstairs, I want to question them!"
"Yes, sir!"
Soon the second lieutenant officer came down from the third floor with two men and one woman.
One of the two men is slightly older, about forty years old, and is a middle-aged white man.
The other man was a dark-skinned young Indian, probably no more than twenty years old.
The woman is a young white woman who looks to be in her late twenties or mid-twenties. She is not pretty, but she has a bookish air about her.
The three of them saw many soldiers on the second floor and felt very nervous.
"Can any of you tell me who owns this TV set? Do we already have a TV station in Brazil?"
Seeing that although Fang Lang was standing among a group of murderous soldiers, his tone was not vicious, and several people breathed a sigh of relief.
The three of them looked at each other, and finally the middle-aged white man took the initiative to stand up and said:
"Sir, this TV was brought back by the director of our radio station when he went to the United States for an inspection some time ago.
It is said that many American families can now sit at home and watch programs with images through this TV. "
"Oh! Does that mean there are no TV programs in Brazil yet?"
"Yes, sir! There are no televisions for sale in Brazil yet."
"Excellent, thank you for your answer!
I'm really sorry. The radio station will be under military control these days, so you may have to stay at the radio station for a few days. Now I can give you five minutes to call home! "
After hearing Fang Lang's words, several people's faces turned bitter, but luckily there was no nonsense.
At this time, the Presidential Palace was already in chaos. The Japanese mob successfully occupied the Presidential Palace after paying nearly a thousand casualties.
President Vargas sent a message to his close troops as soon as the Japanese mob opened fire, asking the troops to come and carry out suppressive operations.
The first to arrive at the presidential palace was not the troops close to President Vargas, but the First Division of the Army under General Dutra.
After the Army's First Division arrived at the Presidential Palace, it launched a direct and violent attack on the Japanese mob occupying the Presidential Palace without hesitation.
Hamamoto Ryuji, the leader of the winner group of the Japanese Chendo League, was hiding outside the door of the presidential office and shouting to President Vargas.
"Mr. President, our Chendao Alliance firmly supports your surrender to His Majesty Tianhuang. Please trust us. We will never harm you. We are here to protect you."
Vargas, who was stuck in the office, listened to the translator beside him and translated the words of the Japanese outside the door. He was almost going crazy.
When did I say that I would surrender to the Japanese!
This is simply ridiculous. No stupid person would surrender to a country that has already surrendered!
"Go tell him that I will never surrender to that bullshit Japanese Tianhuang."
The translator hurriedly repeated the story to the door.
After hearing the words coming from the office, Hamamoto Ryuji couldn't help but be stunned. What's going on? That's not what the script is like!
After a while he said:
"You bastard of the loser group, I didn't expect that you had already lurked to Mr. President's side in advance. You ruined His Majesty Tianhuang's plan.
I must cut you into pieces with my own hands. "
Now it was the translator's turn to be confused. What the hell is this?
Vargas was confused when he saw the translator and said quickly:
"Why are you so dazed at this time! What did these bastards say?"
The translator didn't care about anything and translated the words outside exactly as they were.
Vargas was also confused now.
Aren’t all these people out there crazy?
After all, the First Division of the Army that attacked from the outside was a unit that had participated in Europe, and its combat effectiveness was indeed much stronger than the local Brazilian army.
Half an hour into the fighting, they had already breached the gate of the Presidential Palace.
The Japanese mob was unable to raise its head under the powerful machine gun fire.
Most of the mob had been killed by the First Division and fled in all directions. After all, these people were ordinary people without training and had no way of fighting the regular army.
The number of Japanese mobs blocked in the Presidential Palace was already less than 1,000.
At this time, two middle-aged Japanese men quickly ran to Hamamoto Ryuji and said:
"Hamamoto-kun, our large army has been scattered. Now they have entered the gate of the Presidential Palace. Think of a way!"
"Baga, how can you let these damn rebels attack the presidential palace. We must defend Mr. President to the death and we must not let the military's conspiracy succeed.
Come with me, we will charge to the death and drive out all the rebels who come in. "
The first division's attack on the presidential palace immediately cut off the presidential palace's connection with the outside world, causing Vargas to have no idea what was happening outside.
The orders received by cronies in the presidential palace were to suppress the Japanese mob that stormed the presidential palace.
Under such a situation of information asymmetry, General Dutra's troops easily controlled the situation in Rio de Janeiro, the capital of Brazil.
During the capture of the Presidential Palace, such a trivial matter as Mr. Lechner, the former police chief of Rio de Janeiro, was directly shot by Colonel Teach on charges of poor defense.
When the first ray of sunshine on October 30th filtered through the smoke-filled windows of the Presidential Palace, all the Japanese mobs who occupied the Presidential Palace were finally completely wiped out.
Just when President Vargas thought he was finally safe, he opened the door of his office and planned to continue to exercise presidential power.
But I was told that Brazil has now entered a state of martial law, and the president cannot leave the office for the time being.
It was not until this moment that President Vargas suddenly realized that the news that the army wanted a coup was real.
With a decadent look on his face, he sat back on the throne that symbolized Brazil's highest power, looking out the window at the smashed presidential palace and the corpses scattered everywhere.
Vargas finally realized that these Japanese might really be here to protect him.
It's a pity that they are all poor people who fell into the enemy's scheme.
