Chapter 135 Condolences to the Workers

Style: Historical Author: Durian shieldWords: 3521Update Time: 24/01/12 10:52:51
Fang Lang handed over the phone in his hand. Second Lieutenant Lei Qi, who had been looking at him on the phone, still didn't understand who was on the other end of the phone. He quickly stepped forward to take the phone and said:

"Hello, sir, I am Sirio Leitch...yes...ok...I understand sir."

The call ended soon. After receiving the phone handed back by Lieutenant Lei Qi, Fang Lang said to the inside:

"Brother, I won't embarrass you!"

Blackwell smiled heartily and said:

"Of course not. You are a senior general in our army, and serving you is one of the responsibilities of the Intelligence Bureau. Don't worry, if you need anything, you can just order him to do it."

Fang Lang also laughed and said:

"That's what I'm waiting for. I'm going to Rio in two days to make an appointment, and then we'll have a drink together."

After ending the call with Blackwell, Fang Lang looked at Lieutenant Leitch who was standing in front of him with a serious face and said:

"Is it possible to make the Yakub family disappear tomorrow afternoon?"

"Report, sir, we at the Intelligence Bureau alone can't do it."

"What support do you need?"

"At least three hundred professional soldiers are needed."

"enough?"

"enough!"

"You have three hundred people and a whole day. I want to see the results before five o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

"Yes, sir!"

Fang Lang called Duarte in front of Leitch and asked him to transfer 300 men from the Marine Corps to the second lieutenant Leitch in front of him.

Looking at Lieutenant Lei Qi's back as he turned to go out, Fang Lang suddenly smiled.

The reason why Fang Lang suddenly forced Lieutenant Lei Qi in front of him to work for him was because Fang Lang smelled a dangerous aura from him the moment he entered the door.

This kind of aura does not mean that he wants to threaten his own safety. Instead, his first impression for Fang Lang was that he was a dangerous character, and his intuition told him that this person was very powerful.

Although I don’t know why I am only a second lieutenant in my thirties, this is normal in the Brazilian army. If you have no money and no background, you will easily be lost in the crowd and find it difficult to stand out.

Since Fang Lang felt that he was very powerful, his first thought was to take him for his own use. Recruiting him directly and in a friendly manner might not have any effect, so he could only be tougher and let him work directly for him.

After working once or twice, I gradually got used to it, and when I arranged work for him later, it became natural.

Of course, the premise is that Fang Lang can convince his superiors.

Can Fang Lang convince his superiors? Obviously it is possible. Although Fang Lang and Blackwell are good friends, it has to be said that Fang Lang feels that Blackwell is not suitable for intelligence work.

But this second lieutenant named Lei Qi made Fang Lang feel that he was born to eat this bowl of rice.

I just don’t know if I offended someone and was sent to a place like Natal, where no one can shit.

This also gave Fang Lang the opportunity to discover him.

After handing over these troubles, Fang Lang suddenly felt as if he relaxed. It seemed that there was something wrong with his original thinking!

Management should be about putting the right people in the right positions and letting them do their jobs according to their own requirements, right?

You can pick up girls by yourself and enjoy life instead of being so busy like now!

Looking at the scenery outside the window and smoking a cigar, Fang Lang suddenly remembered that he didn't know what happened to the more than 2,000 fellow villagers he rescued, and Qi Qingshan didn't come back to report.

Could it be that we can’t find a doctor?

I didn’t feel reassured after thinking about it, so I decided to go and see for myself.

At this time, in a large warehouse at the Natal Naval Base, Chen Hongqing was experiencing the joy of surviving the disaster.

Chen Hongqing is from Tianjin and is forty-three years old this year.

Before the Japanese occupied Tianjin, they ran a textile factory in Tianjin. Due to various suppressions by the Japanese, and the mechanical equipment was not as advanced as the Japanese, they could only barely maintain it.

Compared with most of his peers who were forced to close down and sell their factories to the Japanese, the difference was that he had a group of old associates who supported each other, allowing his factory to survive under the siege of the Japanese.

Unfortunately, such days did not last long. After the Japanese occupied Tianjin, they had to forcefully acquire his factories and unify Tianjin's textile industry.

Chen Hongqing is a businessman who has been influenced by traditional culture since he was a child. He is very well-educated. When doing business, he values ​​promises over profits and believes in integrity first.

Therefore, despite his young age, he has gained quite a reputation in the Tianjin business circle and has made many like-minded people.

As a Confucian businessman with a serious family, country and world problem, of course he cannot let his foundation become a support for Japan's invasion.

He could only endure the pain and burn half of his body and blood with fire.

This time, the Japanese were offended, and Chen Hongqing was arrested and tortured. In the end, all his family members were imprisoned.

I don't know how long it took, but suddenly one day, they were packed into a ship. After nearly half a month of sailing, they were transported to this place where it was summer all year round.

Many of the people traveling with him were his acquaintances. Most of them were businessmen and their families who had not succumbed to Japanese oppression. Of course, there were also some ordinary workers.

After arriving in this place, everyone was basically cut off from the outside world and could only work non-stop every day in exchange for meager rations.

Over the past few years, everyone's health has collapsed, just when everyone thought this was the end of their lives.

A group of foreign soldiers speaking in unintelligible foreign languages ​​suddenly broke into the mine and rescued everyone. Chen Hongqing noticed that the officers leading the team should be compatriots.

Because, he heard the officer asking everyone something in Chinese.

Unfortunately, after experiencing long-term torture in the past few years, although Chen Hongqing is only in his forties, he already looks like an old man in his fifties.

The officer did not communicate with him, and everyone was taken to a large base. There were soldiers patrolling nearby. It looked like a military camp.

When Chen Hongqing thought that he and others were about to be resold again, someone who had communicated with the military officer told him some shocking news.

"Old Li, are you saying that the commander told you that the Japs surrendered?"

"That's right! The young officer just said it to me personally."

"Then can we go home? It's been so many years. I don't know what our home is like now."

"Did you tell me where we are now? This place that doesn't even have winter has reached the end of the world!"

"What the hell! Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand."

Looking at everyone's busy discussion, the man who had communicated with Qi Qingshan said:

"Everyone, please stop arguing now. The commander just said it. We have to wait for his superiors to decide how to deal with it. Let's take the time to rest and take good care of ourselves."

"Lao Li, sir, did you tell me what's going on back home?"

"No! I don't dare to ask! Well, sir, I haven't said a few words to me in total. Didn't I tell you everything? I don't know any more!"

Chen Hongqing knew this man who had communicated with the military officer. His name was Li Tianbao, who was an apprentice at Hongji Winery in Tianjin and had been working in Lao Hong's winery.

It is said that they are about to become independent. Somehow, the wine shop was also raided by the Japs. The owner of the wine shop, Lao Hong, did not survive in prison.

This Li Tianbao can be regarded as a man who has been taking care of the wife and children left by Lao Hong's family, and has always treated Lao Hong's wife as his own mother.

Lao Hong's two children are even regarded as younger siblings. If it hadn't been for Li Tianbao's help in the mine, the orphan and widowed mother left behind by Lao Hong would have died long ago.

Chen Hongqing still remembered that one time a Japanese guard wanted to harm Lao Hong's daughter. Li Tianbao was like crazy and wanted to fight the little Japanese desperately.

The little devil's bayonet pierced him

The palm of his hand, he didn't even say a word. If the old devil in charge hadn't stopped him, Li Tianbao would have died long ago.

Of course, although Li Tianbao was not killed directly, Li Tianbao was tied to a wooden stake outside the mine and exposed to the sun for three days.

If the children of Lao Hong's family hadn't secretly fed him water and porridge, Li Tianbao would have been taken away by the Lord of Hell.

While Chen Hongqing and others were still thinking wildly, a young officer, protected by a group of soldiers, entered the large warehouse where they were temporarily accommodated.

Chen Hongqing could tell at a glance that the officer in front of him was definitely a high-ranking official. He should be Asian in appearance, not Japanese, because he had never seen such a tall Japanese.

While Chen Hongqing was still sizing up the young officer in front of him, he saw the young officer walking straight towards him.

After all, he was lying relatively close to the warehouse door.

"Old man, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Hearing the young man's fluent Chinese, Chen Hongqing's eyes turned red for some reason, and tears could not stop rolling in his eyes. He knew he was saved and no longer had to return to the dark mine.

Fang Lang looked at the skinny old man in front of him with red eyes, and understood the excitement the old man was having for the rest of his life.

He reached out and held the calloused hands, put them on his own and looked at them carefully. The skin on his hands was very rough, the color was very dark, and the joints were very thick.

It looked like the hands of a typical manual worker.

"Old man, don't cry yet. Don't worry! You are safe."

Chen Hongqing looked at the young officer in front of him and said comforting words. The tears could not be held back by his eyes and flowed down his cheeks. Maybe these were old tears!

The voice was choked and said:

"Thank you! Sir, thank you! I never thought that I, Chen Hongqing, would one day be saved."

"Mr. Chen, you're welcome. We are all compatriots. It is natural for us to lend a helping hand to our compatriots when they are in trouble.

Everyone has just come out of that devil's cave, and their bodies need to recuperate, so don't get too excited.

If you need any help, please let us know. If it is within our ability, we will certainly do our best to help. "

People nearby saw Fang Lang sitting next to Chen Hongqing, and looked at the armed guards beside him. Although they were a little scared, they couldn't help but came over curiously.

Perhaps out of fear of soldiers, everyone said nothing and just watched eagerly the exchange between Fang Lang and Chen Hongqing.

"Sir, did Japan really surrender? How is your family doing now?"

After finally suppressing the excitement in his heart, Chen Hongqing still couldn't help asking Fang Lang the question he was most concerned about.

Showing a gentle smile, Fang Lang nodded and said:

"Yes, just last month, the little Japanese officially signed the surrender agreement and announced their surrender."

At this time, the people who had been listening to the conversation between the two could no longer hold back their excitement and shouted.

"Oh! Oh! The Japanese surrendered, the Japanese surrendered."