Of course, Yang Feng didn't know that Nehru was extending his warm hands to Stalin, as he expected, and he was happily signing one treaty after another in Shillong, agreements and the like.

For example, the Min-A Security Treaty, the Imphal Air Base Lend-Lease Agreement, the Min-Argent Free Trade Agreement......

Anyway, I signed several copies of this kind of thing at once.

Although the Republic of Assam is currently only a Dominion of the British Commonwealth, it is only a temporary transitional period before the implementation of the Constitution, and the Assam government already has independent diplomatic powers, and is recognized by the international community as a sovereign state, and there is no need for permission from the British government to sign such things.

"Your Excellency, a new page has been opened in our friendship."

At the reception after the signing was completed, Yang Feng raised his wine glass and said to Moran.

"Your Excellency, Cheers to our future."

Moran smiled humbly.

Under these treaty agreements, the Ming Empire was granted the right to garrison Assam, and of course they would help Assam build a defense force with sufficient combat effectiveness, but the wartime command of this defense force was vested in the Allied Command. As for the bases, size, status and other details of the Amin Army, I will not go into details, anyway, according to the standards of the US military stationed in Japan, the most important of which are the air base in Imphal and the army base in the Upper Assam region in the north, which is the main oil-producing area.

There is no limit to the number of garrisons in these two bases, in fact, the Assamese people wish that the more the better, whether they will not be annexed by Tianzhu in the future depends on Yang Feng's garrison.

In addition to this, there is a free trade agreement between the two countries. One of the most important is mutual tariff exemption. Goods of origin of the Ming Empire did not need to pay customs duties when entering Assam. Assam's origin goods entering the Ming Empire were also not subject to customs duties.

But the latter is currently in addition to selling some tea, there is no other thing to export, the former's industrial products can be like a flood that opens the floodgates, and after the large-scale development of the oil field, there will definitely be more Chinese to invest here, there are no tariff barriers, the two countries will gradually integrate economically, and after a long time, it is basically equivalent to an autonomous region of the Ming Empire.

At that time, they were still not a state. It doesn't matter to Yang Feng anymore.

More importantly, the arrival of Assam has made him a bridgehead to invade the Asian continent, rather than being limited to a corner of the island, he is not only targeting Tianzhu, but also Honsawaddy on the other side.

"Your country's economic situation is very worrying!"

Yang Feng said while drinking Assam black tea.

"Your Excellency, this is what it looks like here, we basically don't have anything except black tea. Except for the banks of the Brahmaputra River, there are mountain forests everywhere except for the mountain forests. Just like the Cassies near Shillong, and even in a matrilineal clan society, our main concern now is not economic development, but whether the people can have enough to eat. ”

Moran said embarrassedly.

Of course, he knew that Yuan Yuan Yang would not study this issue for no reason.

"I'm here, it's fine, Da Ming and Assam are like brothers, can I still watch you continue to be poor? However, if you want to get rich, you must first build roads, without good transportation infrastructure, it is difficult for the economy to develop, and the Ming Imperial Bank can provide you with a loan to repair several major roads first. For example, from Chittagong to Imphal, from Imphal to Upper Assam, and the Stilwell Highway must also be rebuilt, and the conditional places will be directly changed to hardened roads. ”

Yang Feng waved his hand heroically and said that he was as generous as the leaders of countries that decided to help build African.

What is he for the economic development of Assam, he is for the future arms and materials can be transported from Chittagong to Mizhina, and now he has to lay out for forty-nine years in advance, even if Li Zongren and Long Yun and these people do not follow his plan, they must get their hands there, not to mention that the jade pits alone are worth starting, not to mention that there are Li Mi's gang.

There is such a highway, there is no problem in raising hundreds of thousands of thugs, and the fighter planes at Imphal Air Base can cover the entire Honsavady and even the northern part of Laos within the combat radius, echoing the fighter planes taking off from Ambuna Island, covering almost the entire Indochina Peninsula without dead ends.

There was no need for any advanced fighter jets, and the Mustang he was using now could do that.

This is the main purpose of his layout of Assam.

Of course Mo Lan wouldn't know so much, his lips trembled with excitement now, and he just wanted to say something grateful, but Yang Fengyi stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Your Excellency, there is no need to say polite words, since we are friends, then we naturally have to look like friends, but we must solve the current problem first, what I want to know is, what is your country's bottom line for this war? Do you concentrate your efforts now to recapture the land that was encroached upon by the Tianzhu people, or do you recharge your energy in order to move later? If it's the former, that's all I can help for now, and you know that my focus is not here, and my army is not large, and the rebels on Java are my main enemies.

So your country must mobilize more troops, and of course weapons and ammunition I will help you solve it.

If it is a picture, then you might as well try to contact the Tianzhu people to see where their bottom line is. ”

Yang Feng said.

Moran smiled bitterly, and mobilized more troops, where did he go to mobilize? Assam has a population of several million, and there are a lot less people in this circle, and there are still a large number of semi-primitive people who don't care who rules them, and he can make up more than 100,000 young adults to reach the sky, not enough for the Tianzhu people to drown in a mouthful.

Judging from the current situation, it is very difficult to regain the land occupied by the Tianzhu people on the north bank of the river, or by the Assam People's Self-Defense Army, as long as they no longer gain an inch, he is already very satisfied.

"Your Excellency, let's get in touch first!"

He said.

Yang Feng nodded with satisfaction.

At the same time, Mo Lan glanced at one of his subordinates next to him, who left with understanding, and then he and Yang Feng began to chat about the customs of Assam, and were chatting about it, when suddenly a delicate voice interrupted them: "Your Excellency, is this book really written by you?" ”

Yang Feng raised his head, standing in front of him, was a pair of girls in Western-style long skirts, it looked like they should be mixed-race, very mixed-race, after multiple genetic complementation, the little face looks delicate and picturesque, and it is also a pair of twins, it is the age that makes people salivate, especially the two small waists, it is almost a kind of hope to hold in their hands and grasp it fiercely.

Of course, if you pinch it in your hand and make some kind of movement from behind, you can simply say that you will die without regrets.

One of them was holding a book of Yang Feng's poems that had just been published in Europe, looking at him with innocent eyes, his face still showing a trace of childishness, while the other had a cold expression, like a holy goddess, looking at the lily in his hand as if no one was around.

"Of course, that's the voice of my heart."

Yang Feng said with a happy smile.

"But there are some things that my sister and I don't understand, can you explain them to us?"

The latter said expectantly with a book of poems in his hands and in front of him like a simple middle school student.

"This is Miss Caryl, Della. Karil, this is her sister Mina. Karil, the sisters are the most famous dance artists in Kolkata, and they come from a famous family, their father was a colonel in the Royal Army of Tianzhu, but unfortunately died in Malaya. ”

Moran hurriedly introduced beside him.

"Ah, I like Tianzhu dance the most, especially with that music, it's just fascinating, why don't we make an exchange, find a quiet place, I'll explain my poetry book to you, and you give me a dance in exchange."

Yang Feng stood up with a smile and said.

Artists, he likes artists the most, especially dance artists, singing artists, performance artists and so on.

Young female artists, of course.

Well, this exchange is very fair and reasonable, and then they went to have an artistic exchange together, just when Yang Feng used his soul voice and the sisters' water snake-like bodies to have an artistic exchange in bed, distant New Delhi, Nehru and the Soviet Consul General in New Delhi were also going on...

Friendship exchanges.

"Your Excellency Prime Minister, Tianzhu is originally a country, the Britons forcibly divided you into three parts, this despicable means, is nothing more than the fear that the unification of Tianzhu will make them completely lose control of this land, it can be said that your current situation is completely caused by them, and your country's action to fight for national reunification is completely just, Comrade Stalin and the Soviet people are very willing to help you.

We are not imperial rebels, and we don't need any strings attached, it's completely selfless help. ”

The Soviet consul said awe-inspiring justice.

"Your Excellency Consul, thank you very much to President Stalins and the people of your country, the people of Tianzhu will always cherish this friendship, and if possible, I myself very much hope to be able to visit the great Soviet Union and offer the greetings of our people of Tianzhu to Chairman Stalin."

Nehru said busily.

"Of course, you are always welcome to visit Moscow."

The Soviet consul said with a smile.

"Prime Minister, will they help us?"

After leaving the consulate, Colonel Kaul asked busily.

"It doesn't matter if they help us or not, what matters is that someone doesn't want us to associate with the Soviets."

Nehru said with a sneer. (To be continued......)