MTL - Reborn in Brazil As a Plutocrat-Chapter 16 crew

  Chapter 16 Crew

  In January 1945, the weather in Italy was very cold. Fang Lang and the soldiers stood outside the tent, shivering with cold, but Fang Lang didn't give an order, and the team disbanded. Instead, everyone started their first self-introduction directly outside the barracks, because Fang Lang knew that he was too young, and almost everyone in the team was older than him, and there were two second lieutenants in terms of military rank. Fang Lang had to establish a stern image of himself when they met for the first time.

  This is what the elders said about the three fires for new officials to take office. Fang Lang knows very well that authority is very important in the army. You must let everyone understand that who has the final say here.

   Fang Lang stood at attention and saluted, and the team also saluted neatly. After the ceremony, Fang Lang began to speak for the first time: "Take it easy, brothers! I am the captain of this newly formed transport ship, and my name is Fang Lang. Thank you for welcoming me in the cold wind. We are about to fight on the same boat. I hope to get acquainted with everyone first. Next, I will introduce myself one by one starting from the vanguard on my right. I need to know your name, years of service, service experience and The position on the ship! Do you understand!"

   "Understood!" There was a neat shout from the team, obviously the Americans had been effective in training the free-spirited Brazilians. Although the standing posture and military discipline of the team certainly cannot be compared with the army in Fang Lang's mind, it is already much stricter than the domestic army in Brazil.

   "Let's start then!" Hearing everyone's answers, Fang Lang ordered to start directly.

"Report, my name is Fyodor de la Torre. I have served in the Navy for eight years. I was the chief mate of the destroyer Marsilo Diaz before I was transferred. Now I am your first mate." The first Fang Lang was taken aback by the person who introduced him. How could a destroyer's first officer be sent to such a transport ship as the first officer? This is equivalent to distribution to the frontier!

"Report, my name is Roberto Fendis. I have been in the military for two years. I am from the logistics department. I am now your second mate." This is obviously a related account. Isn't this bullshit? Fang Lang didn't even think about whether he was a bigger relationship in the minds of these crew members! At a young age, an army sergeant under twenty suddenly became the captain of a naval transport ship. The Americans also specified that he must be the captain. This is not a relationship, what is a relationship.

  Of course, the background of his relationship is the Yankee, and now the Yankee is the father of the Brazilian, so everyone dare not have any objections.

   "Report, my name is Amar Rayner. I have served for two years. Before serving, I was the chief engineer of a transport ship, and now I am your chief engineer." Finally, a normal crew member came.

"Report, my name is Cruzeret Duarte. I have served for three years. I used to be the infantry squad leader of the 11th Army Regiment. Now I am your security squad leader." There is another colleague here, but the security squad leader he mentioned does not mean Although Fang Lang's guards are also responsible for part of Fang Lang's guard work, this class is mainly to use anti-aircraft machine guns on ships, anti-submarine guns and other defensive weapons to protect ships from being hit by German planes or submarines. Shen's guard force.

  The rest of the crew are basically sailors and soldiers, and Fang Lang did not expect that most of these crew members were transferred from various ships of the Navy, and some of them even only had work experience on inland river vessels. However, Fang Lang was very pleasantly surprised to have a first officer who had worked on a destroyer.

  Although Fang Lang knew that this person might have been dispatched, or it might be a backup personnel arranged by the Brazilian Navy for fear that Fang Lang would not be able to play with the transport ship, Fang Lang didn't care at all. Now with the relationship between Fang Lang and the US military, the Brazilian Navy does not dare to move Fang Lang's position. So arranging such a person, as long as Fang Lang can use it well, Fang Lang will be very easy.

Finally, after everyone had finished their self-introductions, Fang Lang began to summarize: "Very good, although everyone comes from different military branches, different departments, and has different experiences, but I hope that everyone can seize the time to get acquainted with each other and form combat effectiveness as soon as possible. Our superiors only gave us a week to adapt to the new jobs. This afternoon I will confirm the situation of our ships with the US military. Tomorrow morning we will officially receive the ships and start our crew career. On board, then we must unite as one, overcome difficulties and cross the blockade of the Germans together, and complete the tasks assigned to us by our superiors. Do you have confidence!"

"Have!"

   "The voice is too low, I can't hear it clearly!" Fang Lang stared at the soldiers coldly. Although he could hear their reply, he obviously didn't hear their confidence from the response.

   "Yes!" The voice finally became a little more orderly and louder.

   "Are you girls? The voices of so many people are not loud enough for me alone! Answer me loudly, do you have confidence!" What Fang Lang needs is the shouting of the soldiers with all their strength.

  Finally, the soldiers tried their best one by one, the blue veins on their necks bulged, and a blushing and thick-necked shout came: "Yes! Yes! Yes!"

"Very good! Remember this feeling, whether you are speaking or doing things, you must do your best. My ears are not very good, so when answering my questions in the future, please stay in today's state." Of course Fang Lang will not His ears are not good. His body has been fused with the memories of two lifetimes. Whether it is memory, physical fitness or spirit, it has doubled compared to the original, especially the body is much stronger than before, and the muscles on his body are bulging. The increased power made Fang Lang feel that he could easily overwhelm ten enemies.

   "Stand at attention! Everyone is there. Except for the chief officer, the rest of the personnel returned to the camp to rest. Disbanded." Hearing Fang Lang's announcement of the dissolution, the soldiers shivering in the cold wind dispersed one by one. This made Fang Lang very dissatisfied, but he didn't say anything more, after all, this is the Brazilian army.

   "Hello, Mr. de la Torre, I am very glad to work with you." Fang Lang extended a hand of friendship to his first mate. The first mate is a blond, blue-eyed, bearded white man with a short build. Judging by his age, Fang Lang thinks he is at least thirty-eight or nineteen years old, which is when he is in the prime of life.

  Mr. First Mate also reached out to shake hands with Fang Lang, and said in a solemn tone: "Hello, Mr. Captain, it is an honor to be able to serve as the first mate on your ship."

  Fang Lang also straight to the point said: "Mr. Chief Mate, please forgive me for taking the liberty. I am very curious about how your resume would agree to serve as the first officer on this transport ship of mine?"

  Maybe most foreigners are relatively straightforward people, or maybe de la Torre himself had expected that he would be asked this question. So he also said a little awkwardly: "Mr. Captain, because my family's conditions are not good, and every month's income is sent back home, so I have no money to give gifts."

  The first mate's answer stunned Fang Lang, but he didn't realize it. Will he be transferred from a destroyer to a transport ship if he doesn't have money? What kind of **** reason is this? You should find a more reliable reason to deceive people! However, seeing the serious expression on the first mate's face, Fang Lang felt that he should not have lied to himself.

   It took me a long time to realize that I was in Brazil! At this time in Brazil, corruption was prevalent, and the government was dictatorial. If the lower-level military officers did not give their superiors enough benefits, there was basically no hope for promotion. Phenomenon like de la Torre should be very common.

"I understand, Mr. First Officer, so first of all I want to tell you that I don't care about other places, but on my ship, I don't allow you to collect benefits from the crew below, and I don't need you to give me benefits. In addition, you will be given a certain cash reward based on your work performance. My request is very simple. I hope that everyone can devote all their energy to work and improve their work ability. If your ability If it is enough, I will give you enough power and enough income to support your family. Do you understand what I mean?" Fang Lang said seriously to the first mate, already thinking in his heart, maybe he found a way to train himself direction of power.

   "Mr. Captain, are you serious?" De La Torre stared at Fang Lang with shock and expectation in his eyes.

"Of course, don't worry! It's my job to generate income, and what you have to do is to help me manage the crew well, and pay close attention to training to improve the tacit understanding among the crew. I hope I can have a combat-capable ship, If you can live to my satisfaction, then you will be able to get an extra allowance of no less than one hundred dollars from me every month." Fang Lang patted the first mate's arm affirmatively, and promised seriously!

  (end of this chapter)