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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 2209 Agreement under the Bayonet

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    In the dappled light, the office became increasingly darker. Stalin buried himself in the boundless darkness, like a wounded old wolf, secretly gnashing his teeth. He hated Tang Qiuli, and hated the man who would destroy the Soviet Union.  The Chinese, whose country is on the verge of danger, have never been so hated as they are today, although they have always had a bad impression of Tang Qiuli.

    Stalin now regretted that when he used troops against the East, he should not have divided his fists into two fists and gave up fighting Japan. Instead, he should have concentrated all his forces to first eliminate Tang Qiuli's strength in Outer Mongolia, and then,  Entering Inner Mongolia and even North China, in this case, the war will be fought within China, instead of the current battlefields in the Far East and Outer Mongolia.

    But he never regretted using troops against Tang Qiuli. Ever since this Chinese humiliated the Soviet Union in the First Outer Mongolia War, he realized that sooner or later this man would be the Soviet Union's enemy.  Unfortunately, Tang Qiuli was not only the enemy of the Soviet Union, but also the driving force behind pushing the Soviet Union to the brink of desperation. At the beginning, both the Japanese forces and Tang Qiuli's forces were quite powerful.  opponent.

    Who knows, the development of the war situation has reached the point where it is today. If the fascist leader Hitler had not suddenly attacked the Soviet Union, the current Eastern battlefield would have been calm long ago. The Japanese and Tang Qiuli's forces were wiped out. If we say that Stalin finally  The two people he hated were Hitler, the head of state of Germany, and Tang Qiuli, the leader of the independent division. The hatred in Stalin's heart was equal to that of the two.

    However, what urgently needs to be resolved now is the threat from the Germans. After this threat is relieved, Stalin vowed that he would not hesitate to fight a national war with Tang Qiuli to wipe out the Chinese he hated so much.  The ceded territory in Asia is just temporarily in the hands of the Chinese. The negotiation agreement is nothing more than a piece of paper. It has always been a tool in the hands of the strong.

    "After repelling the Germans, give yourself and the Soviet Union more than ten years to decide who will win. Not only must we take back the territory we ceded today, but we must also let the Soviet soldiers reach the end of the East Asian land!" Stalin was so relieved.  Encourage yourself that the current tolerance and concessions are just for future revenge. The Chinese will bear the wrath of the entire Soviet Union.

    Stalin¡¯s considerations were far-reaching.  However, his reaction was generally within the range of Tang Qiuli's judgment. How could Tang Qiuli, who had lived in two lifetimes, give Stalin the opportunity to take revenge on him after he healed his scars?

    If it were not for the sake of being between Germany and its own sphere of influence.  Leaving a buffer zone, Tang Qiuli's approach to the Soviet Union was to allow this country, with its consciousness of aggression and expansion to permeate its bones, to completely die out.

    It can be said that from the time Tang Qiuli revised the "Barbarossa Plan" for Hitler in Berlin, the fate of the Soviet Union was already doomed.  Looking for the future Soviet Union, which is caught between Germany and Tang Qiuli's sphere of influence. If it was still called the Soviet Union at that time, it would never have a chance to make a comeback. Hitler would not allow it, and Tang Qiuli would not give Stalin a chance. The final  possible.  It is under the erosion of the long years to come that Stalin's desire for revenge and the Soviet Union's ambition to re-emerge will be annihilated in the long river of history!

    The same night.  Stalin hid in the dark office, licking his wounds and swearing through gritted teeth, while Tang Qiuli in Kulun slept soundly. However, in his dream, he dreamed of Mei Ting and his daughter Xiao Jialin.  The beautiful faces of the three wives, Mei Xue and Liu Xinlan, were constantly changing in their minds. Everyone was smiling like flowers, and behind the wives, another figure clearly merged with them.

    Tang Qiuli knew that it was an unforgettable memory in his heart. The figure in his memory. He was afraid of forgetting that unforgettable memory and forgetting it in the vivid reality. He shouted with all his strength, but found that the figure  The further they walked, the lighter they became. Suddenly, Tang Qiuli woke up from his dream. After his thoughts returned to the space where he was staying, he realized that he was suffering from lovesickness, missing every wife and lovely daughter!

    "Ding, ring, ring!" In the living room outside, the phone rang rapidly. Tang Qiuli listened carefully. After a while, a special guard called softly from outside the door, "Commander! - Commander! I'm looking for you."  The call is from Chief of Staff Zhao!"

    ??Looking at the watch, it was already past one in the morning. Zhao Yuhe called so late. Is there any urgent military information?  He thought to himself and hurriedly put on his clothes and got up.

    After answering the phone, it was Zhao Yuhe's voice. He could not hide his excitement and his voice was loud enough. "Sir, this is Zhao Yuhe. Good news - great news. I am on duty at the division headquarters and received a call from Mo."  Lotov's phone call, requesting to meet with me immediately, saying that we would sign a specific agreement on negotiations. The Soviets unconditionally agreed to all our requests.Commander, it¡¯s faster than you expected!  "

    Tang Qiuli was also stunned, somewhat surprised. Zhao Yuhe's voice was too loud, so he moved the microphone to a distance, and finally waited for the excited Zhao Yuhe to finish shouting, before he said: "Yuhe, agree immediately  The Soviets requested that all relevant documents be signed on the spot. By the way, bring Ge Zhenzhuang and a few more staff members. Everyone will check together. The content and details of the documents must be scrutinized without any flaws! "

    Zhao Yuhe didn't understand anymore and said: "Sir, you are too careful. It's time to rush. How dare the Soviets play tricks? Don't dare - absolutely don't dare!"

    Tang Qiuli smiled helplessly and said in a lecturing tone: "Yuhe, this is a matter of attitude toward negotiations. It is a common practice in the diplomatic community to use some tricks and play word games on diplomatic documents. That Moloto  My husband is a master at this. Be careful not to make big mistakes to avoid trouble in the future. Although the diplomatic agreement is just a piece of waste paper in the eyes of many people, we can't have any problems with it! "

    On the other end of the phone, Zhao Yuhe stuck out his tongue and heard the seriousness in the teacher's tone. He quickly replied loudly: "Yes! Teacher! Firmly implement your orders!"

    After putting down the phone, Zhao Yuhe said to Colonel Ge Zhenzhuang, the director of the General Staff Office: "Director Ge, bring all the talented people in the General Staff Office, especially those who are proficient in diplomatic documents, and let's go and receive the fruits of victory!  "

    A dozen military jeeps drove out of the headquarters building at lightning speed and headed towards the hotel where the Soviet delegation was staying. Several of Molotov's entourages were waiting at the door. Zhao Yuhe paid attention.  There were no unusual changes on the Soviet man's face, and he still had a lifeless wooden face. However, Zhao Yuhe keenly felt the light of hatred in the Soviet man's eyes.

    Zhao Yuhe sneered and strode into the hotel nonchalantly. Molotov was waiting in the room, his face green and yellow, as if he was recovering from a serious illness. Zhao Yuhe felt that it had only been a few hours.  No, Molotov seems to have aged a lot.

    Without any polite words, both sides abandoned certain diplomatic etiquette and went directly to the topic. The attach¨¦s of both sides were busy preparing their own complicated diplomatic documents. The staff determined the specific location of the 85th East Longitude on the map.  , and label them carefully one by one.

    Zhao Yuhe looked at the border line, and with a thought, he made another suggestion, "Mr. Molotov, in order to avoid future friction, I propose that on the current border line, both sides retreat five kilometers each, with a ten-kilometer width in the middle.  The area, as a vacuum zone, does not belong to any party, what do you think?" Zhao Yuhe's tone was definitely not a discussion.

    It has reached this point. Millions of square kilometers of land will inevitably be ceded to the Chinese. Why do you still care about this five-kilometer area? Molotov has lost the practice of fighting for every inch of land in previous diplomatic negotiations.  , spit out two words dryly: "Agree!" Besides, even if it is a fight, can it change General Zhao's decision?  No matter what, there can be no more twists and turns.

    Although there was no verbosity, there were a large number of documents and complicated paperwork. It was not finished until after eight o'clock in the morning. Molotov did not want to stay in Cullen for a second. With trembling hands, he signed the last document.  After reading a document and putting down his pen, he said: "General Zhao, since all the documents have been signed and my mission is over, please arrange a vehicle to take us back to the airport and return to Moscow immediately!"

    Zhao Yuhe was also tired of dealing with this guy. He wished that the Soviets would get out immediately. He still had a lot of things to do, so he immediately said cheerfully: "Okay, I just want to rush to the Far East front line. Guard, I'll be there soon."  Arrange a car to take the Soviet delegation to the airport!" There was no politeness at all, no polite attempts to stay, and no false diplomatic rhetoric.

    Molotov opened his mouth, but his breath was stuck in the pit of his heart. His attitude was cold, which was natural. After all, the Soviet Union signed an agreement to cede millions of square kilometers of land almost under the coercion of the bayonet.  Isn't it okay to have a moment of powerless anger?

    But this General Zhao simply sent himself away without even using diplomatic rhetoric. What kind of thing is this?  "My nemesis - my own nemesis!" Molotov lamented in his heart, took a few entourages and guards, and drove away in a quiet car, leaving a lot of sadness on the ground in Culun.

    The car carrying the Soviet delegation disappeared from sight. Zhao Yuhe Yangtian laughed a few times and felt extremely happy. For a moment, a feeling of satisfaction filled his heart, "A major event that can affect the future pattern of Asia."  The incident was brought about by my own hands. Now I realize that the teacher often said that the process of creating history is the most touching. I didn¡¯t understand it before, but I realize it now!¡±

    ¡°It¡¯s so damn cool!¡± Walking to the jeepIn front of him, Zhao Yuhe suddenly shouted, shocking Ge Zhenzhuang and more than a dozen staff officers. They were dumbfounded. The chief of staff, who had always been gentle and elegant, was actually swearing?

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