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Volume 1 On the Songhua River Chapter 2200 Negotiations amidst the Rumbling of Cannons (Part 2)

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    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  Aren't we going to negotiate and divide the demilitarized zone? Those few little devils who came to negotiate made it miserable for you to show off your power. At that time, our independent division was still weak, but you dared to show off your power to the little devils. Now,  , The strength of our independent division is not what it used to be, and it is even more common to show power to those Soviets! "

    Seeing Zhao Yuhe's eloquent and smug expression, Tang Qiuli was speechless. No matter how hard he tried, he had no intention of completing the negotiation. He changed the subject and said, "Okay, since I'll 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, simmer slowly, and the pig's head will rot!"  "

    Tang Qiuli couldn't bear to listen. What's going on with this? From this point of view, Zhao Yuhe was really not a diplomat. He hurriedly stopped Zhao Yuhe's next words and thought to himself: "With Moruo  Is it appropriate to leave the matter of Tov's negotiation to Zhao Yuhe? If the scale is not right, it will affect future plans. He does not want to fight to the death with the Soviet army, for the sake of the large territory in the Far East.  The only reason to agree to negotiate with Stalin!¡±

    However, when he thought about it, he felt relieved. Molotov had dealt with him and the two sides understood each other. He was a veteran in the diplomatic world.  There are many methods, and just bargaining is annoying enough. How about letting 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 again.  He asked worriedly: "Yu He, who did you send to pick up the Soviet negotiation delegation at the airport? Don't let a fool go there. Once his temper gets angry, the flames will rise three feet high and he will start a sudden attack on those Soviets!"

    Zhao Yuhe laughed.  He said: "Commander, what do you think? The officers of our independent division are only of 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. This guy is calm-minded.  , not impulsive, reliable service, no problems! ¡±

    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 the Indochina Peninsula and fought with the Japanese Kwantung Army in the Northeast.  Xiao Hansheng is a master who will not take his life when he goes to the battlefield. I am afraid there are nearly a thousand little devils who died in his hands. This guy is taciturn and rarely talks when he talks. Let him pick up Molotov.  ,have to.  It¡¯s so easy for these Soviet people!

    However, Xiao Hansheng¡¯s Russian proficiency is second to none in the entire security brigade.  Send him to the airport, and at least language communication won't be a problem.

    Major Xiao Hansheng, captain of the Fourth 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 this major of the independent division, he at least had no objection to the Soviet Union. Perhaps his behavior at the airport was an instruction from his superiors that he had to carry out?

    But Molotov realized that he was very wrong. When the young independent division major showed some intentions 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 collected. Although he was anxious inside, he looked calm on the surface. He sat on a hard wooden stool and closed his eyes to rest, but in fact, his mind was as restless 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 was he still like this??Did it?  Although he couldn't figure it out, Molotov understood that this trip to Cullen was more difficult than he expected.

    Molotov could keep his composure, but several of his entourages 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 words.  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 any longer. 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 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.  , In fact, the sentries did not understand a word of what Lao Maozi was shouting. They just strictly followed the order of squadron leader Xiao Hansheng, "Block 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 their mouths were dry, and they felt bored, 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 had such emotions.

    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, fighting  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 to follow 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 a translator. 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 the independent division major general very much, "Clearly  He¡¯s a rookie, he doesn¡¯t even understand the basic diplomatic etiquette and procedures, let alone the ins and outs of it, huh, he¡¯s going to be defeated!¡±

    "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 formal documents, so that both of us can conduct effective negotiations within a certain framework!" Molotov said skillfully.

    Molotov saw that General Zhao did not have two folders in his hand. He seemed unprepared. What he just said also implied that General Zhao meant that we, the Soviet Union, were all 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 negotiation is nothing more than asking our independent division troops to stop chasing and intercepting the Outer Mongolian Front troops in the Outer Mongolia area, and not to adopt a deterrent posture against the Outer 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 Kulun just to solve these two problems. Otherwise, is it necessary to negotiate with you Chinese?

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