Age of Conquest Reborn

Chapter 853: One price

When Tang Qiuli arrived in Chongqing, he was unexpectedly given a cold reception at the airport and was harassed by a few scammers from the Central Bureau of Statistics. He felt quite unhappy. It didn't matter how Chairman Chiang and the Chongqing government treated him, but on Chinese soil,

In front of foreigners, letting foreigners laugh is something Tang Qiuli will never tolerate, and it is also his psychological bottom line.

In his opinion, no matter how noisy the Chinese people are behind closed doors, it is still a family matter. As the saying goes, "Family scandals should not be publicized." But today's appearance at the airport really chilled Tang Qiuli's heart. He felt unhappy and had no good color on his face.

, the Soviet ambassador to China, Oveshinsky, was a China expert. When he saw the angry face of this powerful young general who dominated the Republic of China, he was so amused that he didn't speak. The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing and dull.

Maybe other Soviet people don't know more about Tang Qiuli's legend, but Oveshinsky, who has lived in China for more than ten years and has a good understanding of Chinese culture and national conditions, knows that the silent young man sitting next to him

The general is a powerful figure in China who can turn clouds and rain with his hands. His attitude can affect the whole of China. Chairman Chiang's glory has obviously been suppressed by this young general, and he can only retreat.

Behind the scenes.

His legend, his strength, and his influence among the Chinese people cannot be compared to Chairman Chiang who is hiding in Chongqing in the southwest. In terms of the information about Tang Qiuli passed to the country, Ovinsky

Introduce this general in as much detail as possible, and add your own judgments and thoughts. The purpose is to attract the attention of the top leaders of the Soviet Union, especially Comrade Stalin. The relationship with Tang Qiuli is the relationship with the Republic of China.

It is a pity that the country did not pay enough attention to its own intelligence, so that the successive wars in Outer Mongolia caused the Soviet Union to lose troops, lose face, and lose a large amount of equipment and supplies. It also aroused the Japanese ambition to peek into the Far East, and finally

The outbreak of the Soviet-Japanese Far East War put the Soviet Union in an extremely passive situation in the Far East. Now, it had to extend an olive branch to Tang Qiuli once again.

When they arrived at the Soviet Embassy, ​​Stalin's special envoy Molotov, who was pacing back and forth in a hurry, quickly came forward to greet him. Tang Qiuli was stunned and thought: "Hey, it's this Molotov again. I've beaten him several times.

He can be regarded as an old friend. I have gained a lot of benefits from him. I don’t know what unexpected gift he has brought to me this time." The two parties exchanged a few words and immediately sat down.

There was no politeness and no time to be verbose. Molotov went straight to the topic and said: "Dear General Tang, our country agrees to all your conditions. I have brought Comrade Stalin's greetings to you. Our country has only one condition. You

When can our troops launch an offensive in the Northeast? Can it be done within two days?"

After Molotov finished speaking, he stared at Tang Qiuli with his blue-gray eyes without blinking, with unconcealed nervousness in his anticipation, fearing that the Chinese, who was called a scoundrel and blackmailer by Stalin, would suddenly return or be

Molotov was mentally prepared to put forward more stringent conditions. No matter how difficult it was, he would still force Tang Qiuli to send troops. Timoshenko in the Far East had reached the final moment and could not hold on for a few more days.

Tang Qiuli secretly laughed in his heart. Stalin still greeted him. His teeth were itching with hatred. He didn't want to find any way to kill him, even if he burned high incense. It was true that he was looking forward to his early death. However, the Soviets still believed in their credibility. Sun Zhenbang's

The telegram said that trucks filled with oil were parked at the Soviet-Mongolian border and would be delivered as soon as an agreement was reached. Therefore, he did not intend to make things too difficult for Molotov.

"Yes, Mr. Molotov, my troops can launch an attack in western Liaoning immediately after receiving my order," Tang Qiuli said simply, with such a clear attitude that he simply let Molotov and O

Vishinsky had a big accident, and this time it was their turn to be stunned. How could Tang Qiuli, who was very difficult to deal with, agree so simply?

Molotov had dealt with Tang Qiuli and knew the nature of this Chinese general, so he thought he was hallucinating. It was not until Ovisinsky nodded that he realized that his heart was so eager that he almost jumped.

When I came out, I saw that Tang Qiuli was much more pleasing to the eye and not as annoying as before.

The reactions of Molotov and Oveshinsky were all visible to Tang Qiuli. He continued slowly: "However, I still have a condition." After saying that, he paused deliberately.

Molotov's heart was almost boiling. After hearing the word "but", it was as if a bucket of absolutely freezing cold water was poured on him. Under the combination of coldness and coldness, the heart almost broke and kept sinking.

It reached rock bottom, to the point of wincing in pain.

"General Tang, if you have any other conditions, please tell me. The Soviet government will try its best to meet them," there was despair in his tone. At this time, Tang Qiuli suddenly proposed new conditions. Does it mean that Timoshenko's troops will

This elusive Chinese general knows everything about the situation in the Far East, so will he take the opportunity to increase his bargaining chip?

"It's very simple. On the original basis, an additional 50,000 tons of gasoline and diesel will be added. This is the final condition." Looking at Molotov's face turning from red to blue, and his expression almost collapsing, Tang Qiu left his belly.

He laughed secretly and said slowly.

After listening to Tang Qiuli's words, Molotov felt like he was brought back from the edge of death. Life is really dramatic. The conditions that made him almost desperate were just such a small request. One hundred thousand tons of oil was just a drop in the bucket for the Soviet Union.

, "Okay, I will send a telegram to China immediately and replenish the remaining oil immediately," Molotov replied simply, very afraid that Tang Qiuli would change his mind again.

"It's a good deal. It's a done deal. I'm so happy. Mr. Molotov, my troops can launch the attack tomorrow," Tang Qiuli said loudly from a row of sofas. The matter was settled in just half an hour.

time determines the change in the strategic pattern of the Far East region.

Tang Qiuli immediately stood up to say goodbye, and had to go to the German Embassy to deal with the annoying Japanese. When he arrived at the door, Tang Qiuli lowered his voice and said to Molotov who was sent out: "Your country's General Timoshenko should

Organize your troops immediately and prepare to break out. This is your only chance." After saying that, he smiled and left. Molotov felt bitter in his mouth. He really knew everything. He was a hateful and feared person.

Tang Qiuli's motorcade left the Soviet Embassy in China and drove quickly towards the German Embassy in China. Outside the Soviet Embassy, ​​several people wearing black windbreakers and extremely low-slung black top hats immediately jumped on a

He followed Tang Qiuli's car into the German Embassy and quickly called the office of Ye Xiufeng, director of the Central Bureau of Statistics.

Chen Guofu, who received Ye Xiufeng's report, looked suspicious. Tang Qiuli had just come out of the Soviet Embassy and rushed to the German Embassy. What was he going to do? Instinctively, he felt that it was not simple here. Unfortunately,

Whether it was the Soviet embassy or the German embassy, ​​he did not dare to order his men to break in. He did not have the courage, so he had to guess riddles in the office.

Tang Qiuli was sitting in the German-style living room of the German Embassy, ​​looking coldly at the short, slightly bald Japanese on the sofa opposite. This guy's name is Nagano Shuzo. He is the special envoy of Emperor Hirohito and serves as a foreign minister.

He is an extremely shrewd and powerful person who works in the Asia Department of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He speaks fluent Chinese and is proficient in Chinese culture. He is the best among the many China experts in the Japanese Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

He is dressed quite decently, wearing a black suit, white shirt, and dark red bow tie. He has a professional smile on his face and a pair of small black eyes that keep wandering back and forth. He looks good, but what are those bezoar dog treasures in his belly?

Shit, no one can say for sure. Since Hirohito used such a character to deal with Tang Qiuli, he must have two tricks up his sleeve.

Nagano Shuzo's entourage were two young Japanese in their twenties, with the customary Japanese arrogance on their faces. Their faces were as stern as steel, and they looked like they were invincible. Tang Qiuli saw that

Looking at these Japanese people, he felt angry. If he hadn't wanted to take something out of the Japanese's pockets, he would have strangled these rubbish people to death immediately.

Tang Qiuli was thinking like this. The mountain tiger behind him showed even more murderous intent. He could already hear his breathing getting heavier. If Tang Qiuli hadn't repeatedly suppressed it with his eyes, these three Japanese would have changed a long time ago.

Turned into a bloody corpse, as soon as Shanhu came in and saw the three Japanese, the murderous intention in his heart could not be suppressed. If he didn't have scruples, he would have been his opponent long ago.

After the German Ambassador to China, Count von Schederslang, introduced both parties, as a middleman, even though he had completed his mission, he was a smart man and had already sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere in the living room. It was an irreconcilable relationship between mortal enemies.

To reconcile the hatred, Count von Schederslang did not want to interfere with the affairs between the Chinese and the Japanese at all.

So, after politely saying goodbye, he turned around and left the living room, not forgetting to close the door and let out a sigh of relief. The murderous aura in that big Chinese man made Count von Schederslang feel depressed and mentally trembling, which was very uncomfortable.

Comfortable, although not directed at him.

But he felt that this was hatred between sworn enemies, so was it necessary to sit together? There was a question that puzzled the Earl. Is this matter so important? Can the two warring parties be brought to the negotiating table?

, Easterners are really hard to figure out, and with their Germanic thinking, it is difficult to understand the shame and hatred that the Chinese have received from the Japanese in the past half century.

Nagano Shuzo stood up and bowed politely to Tang Qiuli, but Tang Qiuli was not even interested in moving his body. He just looked at the pretentious Japanese diplomat in front of him with a dead look in his eyes without moving a finger.

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Nagano Shuzo's eyes flashed with embarrassment and anger. He took a breath and said as calmly as possible: "Mr. Tang, our Empire of Japan will seriously consider your conditions. However, you want too much at once.

It is beyond the capabilities of the empire, so I hope to reduce it by one-half on the existing basis. I don’t know..."

Before he finished speaking, he was rudely interrupted by Tang Qiuli, "That's enough, I don't want to listen to the sophistry of you Japanese. The original conditions remain unchanged, and another thousand kilograms of gold will be added. Listen clearly, it is gold.

One price, no room for bargaining.”

(To be continued)