Age of Conquest Reborn

Tang Qiuli couldn't remember when in formal diplomacy, he used any means of intimidation to the other party. Isn't it necessary? Every time he negotiated, the other party was beaten to the edge. The so-called negotiation was to beg for peace.

Seeing the teacher's confusion, Zhao Yuhe smiled and said: "Sir, you have forgotten that during the July 7th Incident in 1937, we fought several fierce battles with the Japs around Pingjin. In the end, the Japs

Isn't it necessary to negotiate and divide the demilitarized zone? Those former

You little devil who came to negotiate, but your intimidation made me miserable. At that time, our independent division was still weak, so you dared to give this little devil a try. Now, the power of our independent division is not what it used to be.

It is even more common for a Soviet person to show off his power!"

Seeing Zhao Yuhe's plausive and smug expression, Tang Qiuli was speechless. No matter how hard he tormented the little devil, he had no intention of completing the negotiation at all. He changed the subject and said: "Okay, since I leave it to you.

Now, just do whatever you want! Molotov is almost here, right?"

Zhao Yuhe looked at his watch and said: "Don't worry, it will take ten minutes! Let the Soviets wait for a while. You said that negotiation is like Cantonese people making soup. They pay attention to the heat and simmer slowly until the pig's head is rotten!"

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Tang Qiuli couldn't bear to listen. What's going on? From this, Zhao Yuhe was really not a diplomat. He hurriedly stopped Zhao Yuhe from what he was saying and thought to himself: "With Moruo

This matter of Tov's negotiation is due to

Is it appropriate to give it to Zhao Yuhe? If the scale is not right, it will affect future plans. I don’t want to fight to the death with the Soviet army for the sake of a large area of ​​land in the Far East. This is the only reason why I agreed to negotiate with Stalin!”

However, after he thought about it, he felt relieved. Molotov had dealt with him before, and the two sides understood each other. He was a veteran in the diplomatic world. He had many methods, and just bargaining was annoying enough.

, just let Yu He, a novice, crack Molotov Tai Chi, maybe there will be unexpected results?

Tang Qiuli couldn't help but smile, as if he suddenly remembered something. He asked worriedly: "Yuhe, who did you send to pick up the Soviet negotiating delegation at the airport? Don't let a fool go there. If your temper gets angry,

The flames were three feet high, killing those Soviets!"

Zhao Yuhe laughed and said: "Commander, what do you think? The officers of our independent division are only at that level. After all, they have been trained and trained by you for many years. Don't worry, I asked Xiao Hansheng, the captain of the Fourth Squadron of the Guard Brigade, to pick him up at the airport.

Man. This guy is calm-minded, not impulsive, reliable in his work, and nothing will go wrong!"

Tang Qiuli was speechless again. Xiao Hansheng himself knew this very well. He was an old man from the Independent Division. He followed him from the Northeast to Indochina, and fought with the Japanese Kwantung Army in the Northeast.

The master of life, I'm afraid there are nearly a thousand little devils who died in his hands. This guy is taciturn, and when he speaks, it's pitiful. Let him pick up Molotov. With these Soviet Union

People feel better!

However, Xiao Hansheng's Russian proficiency is second to none in the entire security brigade. If he is sent to the airport, at least language communication will not be a problem.

Major Xiao Hansheng, commander of the 4th Squadron of the Independent Division Guard Brigade, took Molotov and his group of seven or eight people directly to an inconspicuous small hotel. After placing four sentries at the door, they boarded a jeep and drove away.

Xiao Hansheng didn't say a word during the whole process. Molotov wanted to ask this taciturn Major of the Independent Division some basic information, such as where and when the negotiations would be held, whether the place where he lived was safe, etc.

He believed that judging from the Russian language proficiency of the major of the independent division, he at least had no objection to the Soviet Union. His behavior at the airport was perhaps an instruction from his superiors and he had to carry it out?

But Molotov realized that he was very wrong. When the young independent division major revealed something that day, the cold look in his eyes made Molotov give up all his thoughts. Just like that,

Seven or eight Soviet people were left in a small hotel. For more than two hours, no one paid any attention to them, and they seemed to be forgotten.

Molotov was okay, he was calm and composed. Although he was anxious inside, he remained calm on the surface. He sat on a hard wooden stool and closed his eyes to rest, but in fact, his mind was as unstable as the sea.

Molotov wanted to use his own diplomatic experience to analyze Tang Qiuli's attitude at the moment from the treatment he received from the airport to the hotel, but racking his brains to analyze it made him even more confused. Since he agreed,

The Soviet Union's negotiation requirements came to him with full sincerity. Why did he receive such a cold reception? Was it Tang Qiuli's deliberate attempt to intimidate him?

Molotov didn't think so. With Tang Qiuli's status and cunning, he knew that such a childish trick would have minimal impact on him, but why did he do it anyway? Although he couldn't figure it out, Molotov

But my husband understood that this trip to Cullen was more difficult than he expected.

Molotov could keep his composure, but several of his attachés and guards could not. They were inexplicably thrown into this cold, desolate, and dirty little hotel by the independent division major who had spoken only a few sentences.

I'm here, I don't care, I don't have a sip of water, I don't see anyone, what's the big deal?

The two guards couldn't bear it anymore. They were so frustrated that they rushed to the door of the hotel and were about to go out. But when they arrived at the door, four independent division sentries raised their guns and made a "crack" sound.

, the bullet was loaded. Although he did not speak, the meaning in his eyes was very clear. He was not allowed to take even half a step, otherwise he would be shot to death on the spot!

The two Soviet guards turned blue with anger and shouted loudly: "I protest, this is house arrest in disguise, this is an insult to our Soviet delegation!" No matter how they shouted, the sentries had no room for accommodation.

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In fact, the sentries didn't understand a word of what Lao Maozi was shouting. They just strictly followed the order of squadron leader Xiao Hansheng, "Seal the hotel. Without the order of the chief of staff, several Soviets are not allowed to step out of the door!"

The two Soviet guards yelled for a while, but it had no effect at all, and no one paid any attention. On the contrary, their mouths were dry and they felt bored by the shouting, so they turned around helplessly and came back. As soon as they saw Molotov, they

He said nervously: "Comrade Molotov, our station is blocked by soldiers of the Independent Division. Do you think we are under house arrest by the Chinese?"

After more than two long and helpless hours, several Soviet people who were almost collapsed finally heard the roar of car motors and the salute of soldiers from the independent division coming from the hotel door. Molotov cheered up.

First, he used his eyes to warn the restless attendants. Then, he straightened his suit, stood up, and looked at the door of the room. He felt a little expectant and uneasy in his heart. He himself didn't know why he felt like this.

Like a newbie who has just entered the field and lacks self-confidence, Molotov is secretly angry about his state. If we use Chinese words, it is "people have to bow their heads under the roof!" The Soviet army's battle was fought.

At this point, he couldn't be tough anymore.

The door was pushed open, and a young major general walked in with a calm face. There was no entourage following him. He came to several Soviet people alone and calmly. Molotov was stunned again. Could it be that,

This is the negotiator sent by Tang Qiuli. He is so young. Besides, he doesn't even look like a negotiator. He doesn't even bring an interpreter. At the very least, he has to bring a note-taker, right?

Zhao Yuhe glanced at several Soviets with bright eyes, then locked on Molotov, and said: "I have kept you waiting. I am Zhao Yuhe, chief of staff of the independent division, and also the chief leader of this negotiation.

represent!"

Fortunately, the Soviets brought a translator, and Molotov hurried forward and shook hands with Zhao Yuhe warmly in accordance with diplomatic etiquette. His attitude was cordial and respectful. Although in his heart, he despised this independent division major general very much, "Clearly

Is he a rookie? He doesn’t even understand the most basic diplomatic etiquette and procedures, let alone the tricks involved. Huh, I’m sure to defeat him!”

"General Zhao, I am Comrade Stalin's plenipotentiary representative, People's Commissar for Foreign Affairs of the Soviet Union Molotov, and I have been ordered to negotiate with you. Please tell me when and where we will negotiate, and what are your requirements. At the same time,

, we will also hand over the negotiation requirements to you in the form of a formal document, so that both of us can conduct effective negotiations within a certain framework!" Molotov said experiencedly.

Molotov saw that General Zhao did not have two folders in his hand. He seemed to be unprepared. His words just now also implied that General Zhao meant that the Soviet Union was ready.

It’s up to you Chinese!

After listening to Molotov's words, Zhao Yuhe smiled calmly and said: "Where is the negotiation place? During the war, everything is kept simple, and there is no need to choose another time. The negotiations can start now. To put it simply, you, the Soviet Union

The people's proposal for negotiations is nothing more than asking our independent division troops to no longer pursue or intercept the Outer Mongolian Front troops in the Outer Mongolia region, and not to adopt a deterrent posture towards the Xing'anling Front Army and the Baikal Front Army in the Far East!"

Molotov was speechless. How could there be such a negotiation? Without exchanging documents with each other in advance, and without understanding the demands and focus of the negotiations between the two parties, this started. The Chinese who did not follow the routine made Molotov fully prepared.

He was full of diplomatic rhetoric and full of tricks and routines, but he had no place to use them. However, he had to admit that this young independent division major general had hit his mark.

I came all the way to Cullen just to solve these two problems. Otherwise, is it necessary to negotiate with you Chinese?

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