Chapter2. Relationships

　　John, hearing Elrond ask about his father's identity, made no secret of it and simply said, "Yes, my full name is John J. Clark, and my father's name is Joseph J. Clark. Have you heard of him?"

　　"Man, I'm just a grunt in the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, and the biggest person I know in America besides Roosevelt is you. Of course Roosevelt doesn't know me." Elrond joked with a helpless expression on his face.

　　It was not clear what Your Excellency his father was that he would think he knew him as well, but it was also clear from his words that he was still very proud of his father.

　　John laughed out loud and said, "Man, from what you're saying I should be proud right? I can't believe I get to be in Your Excellency with Roosevelt, haha ....." John laughed heartlessly again.

　　"Hey, hey ... Wake up, you haven't said what your father really is!" Elrond was helpless to John's big-headed personality.

　　"Uh .... Okay! Can't you just let me be happy for a little while longer? Staying cheerful will help me recover from my injuries faster, you know?" Looking at Elrond's face as it began to darken, John laughed, "Okay! Fine! Satisfy your curiosity, but you must remember not to tell anyone else okay? My father is the Commander of the 5th Carrier Fleet. How's that? Counts as Your Excellency. Hehehe ....."

　　John's words sent a shock through Elrond's mind, no wonder he thought he should know, Your Excellency. Looking at John's skin color, Elrond couldn't help but wonder, "Are you sure you're pro-life? Wait, don't get mad, I mean you're a minority like me, your father must be a minority too!"

　　Hearing Elrond's question, John almost didn't raise the fist in his hand to slam it over, but thinking about it, he understood Elrond's doubt. America was indeed a country with serious racial discrimination, and it was indeed difficult for minorities like them to come out.

　　"Okay! Brother, I forgive you. You're right my father is also a minority, we're all Indians to be exact, my father is mixed Cherokee and Sioux and my mother is Jewish. So you know there could be some bad publicity if my father took care of me, so I'm not really looking forward to working under my father's command."

　　Hearing John's statement, Elrond understood what was in John's mind, fearing that because of himself, his father would be labeled as a nepotist, and that there would be damage to his father's prestige.

　　"Wait a minute! John, I see what you're saying, you do think it would damage your father's reputation if you were working in the military through nepotism right?"

　　"Right!" John said rightfully, indicating that it was indeed for his father's sake that he had refused to serve in the Navy.

　　Elrond slapped his forehead and said, "Dude, do you suck? You're twenty-seven years old and you're already a major in the U.S. Army, or you earned it entirely on your own on the battlefield. Are you thinking you suck at this?"

　　Elrond thought it would be a good idea to educate the deadbeat Yankee.

　　"Do you not understand what nepotism means, brother, you are completely incapable, relying on your father's connections to survive in the army is called nepotism. But you yourself don't need your family's support at all, relying on your own hard work to become an army major, in our Chinese saying this is called a tiger's father has no son understand? You should go to your father's command to help your father, understand? This is called going to war with your father."

　　John was slightly lost in thought as he listened to Elrond's words.

　　Elrond didn't bother him either, and began to worry about his own situation, he didn't want to keep running off to fight for the Yankees and the Germans, even though the pay was very good, but don't think he was going to go to work for the Yankees.

　　Quickly, John threw his arms around Elrond and kept patting Elrond on the back, "Brother, I see, you're right, I should go and help father and stand with him."

　　Hearing that John was able to figure it out, Elrond was also very happy for him. To think that if he had such a relationship, he would have already run off to become the crown prince, and to run off by himself to fight for his life in the army, this was definitely a pit in the brain.

　　"Bro, how about you come over and help me? If you stay with the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, you'll just have to go up there and be cannon fodder, and I don't want my savior, to run off and die."

　　Looking at John who had a sincere face, Elrond knew that this was his sincere words. At the same time the heart is also a happy, there is this kind of relationship does not have to, Elrond is not like John's brain, only this kind of thing Elrond is not good to open up on their own. But now John himself to open the mouth will not have to take into account.

　　"Is this appropriate? I'm part of the Brazilian Expeditionary Force and your father transferred you to the Fifth Carrier Fleet. If I'm transferred to your Fifth Fleet, then I don't belong to the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, right?" Elrond wasn't quite sure if such a transfer was feasible.

　　"It seems like the Brazilian navy is under the jurisdiction of the Fourth Fleet, and my father's unit is fighting the Japs in the Asia-Pacific theater. You're not in the U.S. Army, and it really doesn't seem feasible to transfer you to the Asia-Pacific theater. However, the Logistics Minister of the Fourth Fleet is Commodore Neo Jackson, my father's old comrade-in-arms, and he used to be a frequent guest at our home, so I'm familiar with him, and it shouldn't be a problem to ask him to help take care of my rescuer. How about asking him to arrange for you to be transferred to the Brazilian Naval Logistics Department."

　　Listening to the relationship that John said, Elrond wanted to laugh out loud, it goes without saying that now the United States is Brazil's father, all the logistics are taken care of by the U.S. military, and now that they have found the Navy's breadwinner as a backer, if they still can't make a go of it, Elrond felt that he could find a block of tofu to crash into and kill himself.

　　"Sure thing, bro. It doesn't matter where I go as long as I'm kept away from our officers who can't command a fight at all."

　　If it really is able to transfer to the logistics department, the future can not be too easy. Now it's already the end of 1944, next year's September 2, World War II will officially end, one must find a way to get enough benefits in the last time, accumulate enough capital.

　　"Then it's a deal, I'll finish talking to my father's adjutant first. Then I'll go talk to Brigadier General Jackson! Just recuperate and don't worry, there's absolutely no way you'll be sent back to the front lines to die again."

　　And so it was that a week later Elrond, lying in his hospital bed, received a transfer order from the Expeditionary Command, conferring the rank of Ensign in recognition of Elrond's valor on the battlefield. Because of his injuries, he could not continue to serve in a combat unit, so he was transferred to the Naval Logistics Department.

　　Even though Elrond knows that the Brazilian Navy of this era is basically a joke, jokes are good! Jokes don't have to go to war! Jokes only had to deliver a few supplies and drop a few mines... could there be an easier job than that? Not to mention the logistics department of the Navy, Elrond almost laughed.

　　After receiving the order Elrond is not headache, people do not faint, as if this order is a cure for the disease, directly let him resurrect in the same place.

　　Elrond did actually still have a couple of sudden fainting spells this week, but they've become less and less frequent, and Elrond has fully received the memories of his original body during those spells.

　　He was a fourth-generation immigrant from Brazil. His great-grandfather was a squad officer of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and in the last moments of the kingdom's demise, he boarded a ship to the United States with his men and townspeople of more than 300 people. While passing through Japan, he heard about the Brazilian government's propaganda in Japan that as long as one is a naturalized immigrant, one can share land, which is safer than going to the United States to make a go of it on one's own, and after a discussion among all of them, they unanimously decided to go to Brazil.

　　In this way a group of the remnants of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, who had never heard of where Brazil was, arrived in São Paulo, Brazil, after nearly two months of moving around, and settled down.

　　Because of the reason that the master was a team official of the Heavenly Kingdom, there was some prestige in this group of immigrants, and some wealth brought out from the Qing Dynasty, it also allowed them to quickly own their own farms in Brazil, which were more than one hundred hectares, proper big landowner's family.

　　Overseas Chinese are holding together to keep warm, and after three generations of hard work, the Chinese in Sao Paulo have now grown to the size of a village of about less than 2,000 people, but that pales in comparison to the number of Japanese immigrants, which is more than 100,000 people.

　　With the outbreak of World War II between the Brazilian Chinese and the Japanese also inevitably produced some conflicts, because the Brazilian government has always belonged to the original pro-German faction, so the survival of the Chinese environment is very poor, but fortunately, with the Americans began to intervene in the Brazilian politics, and later it is the Brazilian allied camp, the survival of the Chinese environment began to change for the better, the Japanese immigrants began to tighten their own claws and teeth.

　　It was under these circumstances that Elrond joined the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, of which there were only three Chinese in all, and not a single Japanese, because the Japanese in Brazil were all overseas, with their hearts in Japan, so no one joined the Brazilian Expeditionary Force at all.

　　After joining the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, Elrond was really brave in combat because he practiced some kung fu with his grandfather since he was a child, and he captured a few Italians and killed a few Germans on the battlefield. So in the Brazilian Expeditionary Force, also mixed into a staff sergeant.

　　Without the whole saving John thing, it would probably have been hard to move up in the military when you retired. It's not that the Brazilian military is racist, it's that Brazil is pretty corrupt both in the government and the military, and if you don't give favors to the officers above you, you basically have no hope of promotion. Of course others will have good reasons, like soldiers becoming officers have to go to military school or something like that, and you'll never be able to argue with that.