Chapter 270 Aircraft Carrier(1/2)
In the welcoming team, the only figure who looked out of place was the commander of the Marine Corps, Colonel Waldo Gramma.
Because he didn't understand the situation when he first arrived, he was beaten by Fang Lang with a combination of punches and thrown into the Marine Corps to participate in basic training.
It almost cost him his life. After returning home from the first day of training, he realized that he had been tricked.
However, at this point, he has already participated in the training, and quitting halfway is obviously more inappropriate and may cause his image in the army to plummet.
There is no way to convince the masses. If a military chief cannot convince the masses, then his career as a military leader will be over.
Therefore, he could only grit his teeth and hold on. Today, Chief of Staff de la Torre informed him that he would be picked up at the airport and he was extremely happy.
It's not that he misses Fang Lang that much or worries about Fang Lang's attack.
The main thing is that you can take the opportunity to rest.
After Fang Lang finished greeting everyone, he boarded the car and headed to the First Fleet Headquarters.
In the car, Fang Lang asked Chief of Staff De La Torre:
"Have all crew members arrived safely?"
"Yes, boss.
The crew has arrived at the Norfolk Naval Base on the east coast of the United States as planned. They are just waiting for us to complete the formalities and are ready to receive our new aircraft carrier at any time."
De La Torre answered his commander's question simply and neatly.
"Then let's prepare and leave for the United States as planned to pick up our first aircraft carrier."
At this moment, Fang Lang was actually looking forward to it. After all, this is an aircraft carrier!
Although it is not as advanced as the aircraft carriers of later generations, it is still a big toy in the hearts of many boys.
There are probably few men who have never dreamed of commanding such a big guy to gallop across the ocean!
Fang Lang admitted that battleships are also cool, but in the final analysis, battleships can no longer keep up with the times.
Future wars require air supremacy, and the navy's air supremacy needs aircraft carriers to guarantee it.
At the same time, this is also a seed to accumulate aircraft carrier talents and understand the structure of the aircraft carrier.
Designers at their own shipyards can also get some inspiration from this big guy to prepare for their own shipyards to take on aircraft carrier orders in the future.
"But, sir, don't you need a break?"
De La Torre asked worriedly.
Fang Lang looked at de la Torre's worried expression and smiled:
"There's no need to rest, I'm not injured.
But the soldiers of the guard platoon should give them a holiday. This time they go to the United States and transfer a platoon from the Marine Corps to serve as guards!"
De La Torre knew that he only had to implement what Fang Lang decided.
Judging from Fang Lang's appearance, he should not have been affected at all. After all, Fang Lang was an army soldier who had participated in the European War, so he must be used to life and death situations.
"Okay boss. Lieutenant Silio Leitch, I'm waiting for you in your office. He said he has something to report to you."
Hearing de la Torre's words, Fang Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and he smiled like a fox.
He knew in his heart that the things he had arranged for him to do should have been completed.
He nodded and said no more.
De La Torre would not take the initiative to ask Fang Lang, after all, Fang Lang would never hide anything he needed to know from him.
Don't pry into things that your superiors won't tell you. This is De La Torre's cleverness.
There was silence all the way. As soon as Fang Lang arrived at the door of his office, he saw Lieutenant Sirio Leitch from the Second Logistics Division sitting upright in the waiting area outside the office.
He was still holding a document bag in his hand. When he saw Fang Lang coming back, he quickly stood up and saluted:
"Hello, sir!"
Fang Lang smiled, waved his hand and pointed to the office:
"Let's go in and talk."
After saying that, he stepped forward and opened his office door.
Lieutenant Sirio Leitch followed closely and walked in. Qi Qingshan, who followed behind him, immediately closed the office door from the outside.
When Fang Lang entered the office, he sat directly on the desk and said to Lieutenant Sirio Leitch very casually:
"Show me the information, and you can pour whatever you want to drink! By the way, pour me a cup of black tea."
Seeing Fang Lang's attitude, Lieutenant Sirio Leitch smiled without being polite. He put the document bag in his hand on the desk with both hands and pushed it in front of Fang Lang.
He turned around and went to the tea area to prepare tea for Fang Lang.
Fang Lang opened the file bag and saw a photo of a woman sandwiched among several files. The woman looked to be in her mid-twenties, wearing a dress, with a graceful figure and very eye-catching big waves.
You can also see from the black and white photo above that she is a gorgeous and charming beauty.
"Haha... No wonder, this can be regarded as a hero struggling to be a beauty!"
Lieutenant Sirio Leitch turned back to Fang Lang and said:
"Yes, boss. I have seen her in person, and she is more beautiful than in the photo.
With big golden waves, not many men can refuse."
Fang Lang raised his head and smiled at Lieutenant Sirio Leitch:
"Why, you also like big waves?"
Lieutenant Sirio Leitch looked at the officer's strange expression and didn't quite understand what Fang Lang meant.
But he still smiled and said:
"Boss, didn't you teach us to learn to appreciate all beautiful things?
Don’t you like big waves?”
Happiness between men is sometimes very simple. Fang Lang knew that Lieutenant Sirio Leitch did not really understand the meaning of his words, but he still couldn't help laughing.
"Haha... Lieutenant Sirio Leitch, I like your candor.
I think no one can resist a beautiful blonde with big waves, right?"
I smiled and started to check the information on the file, but found nothing special.
Continuing to open it again, while Fang Lang was inspecting it, Lieutenant Sirio Leitch picked up a cup of black tea and put it in Fang Lang's hand.
Then he stood quietly opposite the desk, waiting for Fang Lang to finish reading the information.
Fang Lang looked up and saw that Lieutenant Sirio Leitch had not prepared a drink for him.
Asked:
"Why don't you pour yourself a drink?"
Lieutenant Sirio Leitch knew that Fang Lang was not being polite to him, but really regarded him as one of his own.
So, let yourself be casual.
But it is impossible for him to prepare tea for himself in the chief's office at will.
He smiled and shook his head:
"I just drank two cups of coffee outside."
After hearing the other party's answer, Fang Lang did not continue to dwell on such a trivial matter and asked:
"Are you still in the United States?"
"Yes, we are just monitoring from a distance and have no contact with him.
If you agree, we can take them back to Natal at any time."
"Is her side clean?"
"So far, we have not found any abnormalities.
I have not seen her come into contact with anyone suspected of being an intelligence officer."
"I know, I will pay a visit in person when I go to the United States this time."
With that said, Fang Lang put the information back into his file bag and handed it to Lieutenant Silio Leitch.
The lieutenant took it with both hands and said:
"I understand, then I'll go down and make arrangements first."
Fang Lang nodded, took a sip of the black tea on the table, and his eyes became a little deep.
Lieutenant Sirio Leitch saluted and turned to leave.
After taking a short rest in Natal, Fang Lang and his party took a special plane directly to Norfolk, the U.S. east coast naval base.
Because of General Clark's operation, this arms purchase has become a purely commercial transaction, so the US Navy has not arranged personnel docking.
Instead, the staff of Shata Company directly arranged vehicles to transport everyone directly to the naval base.
To be continued...