Age of Conquest Reborn

In the dappled light, the office became increasingly darker. Stalin buried himself in the boundless darkness, like a wounded old wolf, secretly gritting his teeth. He hated Tang Qiuli, and hated the man who destroyed the Soviet Union.

The Chinese people, 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 his troops against the East, he should not have divided his fists into two fists and hit people 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 by causing a huge defeat in the First Outer Mongolia War, he realized that sooner or later this man would be the Soviet Union's great 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 edge of despair. 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 actually 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, and the Japanese and Tang Qiuli's forces had been 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, but also to make the Chinese whom he hated so much to gnash his teeth to be wiped out and ceded.

The part of the territory in Asia that went out was just temporarily in the hands of the Chinese. The negotiation agreement was 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 profound. However, his reaction was generally within the range of Tang Qiuli's judgment. How could Tang Qiuli, who had lived in two lifetimes, leave Stalin the opportunity to take revenge on himself after he healed his scars?

If it were not for the purpose of leaving a buffer zone between Germany and his own sphere of influence, Tang Qiuli's approach to the Soviet Union was to allow this country with a sense 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 at the future Soviet Union between Germany and Tang Qiuli's spheres of influence, if it was still possible at that time,

If it were called the Soviet Union, it would never exist

There was a chance for a comeback, but Hitler would not allow it, and Tang Qiuli would not give Stalin a chance. The last possibility is that under the erosion of the long years to come, Stalin's desire for revenge and the Soviet Union's ambition to rise again will be annihilated in history.

In the long river!

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.

The beautiful faces of the three wives, Xiao Jialin, Mei Xue and Liu Xinlan, were constantly changing in their minds. Everyone was smiling like flowers, and behind the wives, another figure was clearly integrated 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 attentively. 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 his watch, it was already past one o'clock in the morning. Zhao Yuhe called so late. Is there any urgent military situation? 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 need to sign a specific agreement on negotiations, the Soviets have unconditionally agreed to all our requests, division 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, and by the way, bring Ge Zhenzhuang and a few more staff members to check together. The content and details of the documents must be scrutinized strictly, and there must be no mistakes!"

Zhao Yuhe didn't understand anymore and said: "Commander, you are too careful. The time is imminent. 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, so be careful not to make any 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 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 those great talents from the General Staff Office, especially those who are proficient in diplomatic documents, and let's go and receive the fruits of victory!

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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 attachés of both sides were busy preparing their own complicated diplomatic documents. The staff determined the specific location of the 85th East Longitude Line on the map.

, and label them carefully one by one.

Zhao Yuhe looked at the border line, and then he made another suggestion, "Mr. Molotov, in order to avoid future friction, I propose that on the current border line, both sides should retreat five kilometers, 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.

Now that it has reached this level, millions of square kilometers of land will inevitably be ceded to the Chinese. Why should we still care about this five-kilometer area? Molotov has lost his practice of fighting for every inch of land in previous diplomatic negotiations.

, spitting out two words "Agree!" Besides, even if it is a fight, can it change General Zhao's decision? In any case, there can be no more twists and turns.

Although there was no verbosity, there were a large number of documents and cumbersome 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.

He put down his pen and 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 persuade him 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, saying that

Isn't it okay to have a moment of powerless anger?

But this General Zhao simply sent him away without even using diplomatic rhetoric. What kind of thing is this? "My nemesis - my nemesis!" Molotov lamented in his heart, and took several of his entourages with him.

Qi Qi and the guard drove away in a 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. Only now do 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 good!" Zhao Yuhe suddenly shouted when he walked to the jeep. Ge Zhenzhuang and more than a dozen staff officers were shocked. They were dumbfounded. The chief of staff, who had always been a gentle and elegant man, was actually swearing?

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