Chapter 134: Black Deal

Albert also orchestrated a grand welcome to welcome the French, who were greeted by the crowd when their plane arrived at Brussels airport. André Marie was a little surprised by the warmth of the Belgians, while Paul Maradier enjoyed the sense of superiority of the bloc, which he saw as part of France, and even though it had long since left France, their people still had a deep sense of identification with France.

Albert and Prime Minister Arshile van Ack welcomed the arrival of the two French heavyweights at the airport, and in fact, the tacit understanding reached in their hearts was to welcome the arrival of the two wronged leaders.

Even on the way to the Brussels City Hall, there were citizens who spontaneously stopped to welcome the French motorcade, which undoubtedly greatly inflated and satisfied the vanity of the Minister of Defense, and Albert, who sat quietly watching the show, smiled and said nothing. History has also proved that Khrushchev was fooled by the Yankees in this way.

The car quickly arrived at the town hall, and since it was the visit of the President of the Council of Ministers of the State, it was not very suitable for the Regent of Charles to come and receive them. So it was only natural that Prime Minister Arshile van Ack would be in charge of such a meeting, and the two men had a friendly and cordial meeting in front of reporters, and had a consultative dialogue and exchange of views on the bilateral relations between Belgium and France.

These days, politicians' faces are as untrustworthy as-like chastity.

After the two sides sat down at the negotiating table, they immediately changed their serious faces, Albert was now able to adapt well to the face-changing tricks of politicians, and he thought that if these people learned the face-changing tricks in Sichuan opera, they would definitely be much better than others.

"There are two questions I would like to ask before formal negotiations begin." André Mari took the lead, he folded his hands on the table, stared at the prime minister on the other side of the negotiation table, who looked calm and a little excessive, and said in a deep voice, "First, I hope that your country can give a reasonable explanation for the inexplicable explosion in the Atlantic last time, is it really caused by nuclear weapons?" Second, I want to know what exactly is the herbicide that your country is doing in Congo? ”

Because of this kind of formal meeting, Albert has no right to speak as the crown prince, so Albert can only obediently stand aside and listen to their verbal battles, but negotiation, just like the principle of chess, appropriate strategic layout, and the strategy and tactics used together, the enemy is introduced into the encirclement step by step, and then the palace is closed.

Prior to this, Albert discussed with the Prime Minister all kinds of possible demands from the French, including some reasonable and harsh, but all these issues including countermeasures were discussed in the interests of their Belgians, and the specific requirements of the French would require the Prime Minister to fight with these people.

I saw Arshile van Ack smile lightly, and easily accepted the Frenchman's question, "The first question has already been explained by the Belgian authorities, and I won't elaborate too much here, as for whether it is a nuclear weapon, I can only regret to tell you that this is classified and inconvenient to leak." Then there's the issue of herbicides, which are indeed a toxic gas, but they are toxic gases used to control weeds. ”

Looking at the Prime Minister's serious nonsense, Albert almost wanted to laugh in his heart, not to mention the wonderful expressions on the faces of the two Frenchmen on the other side like eating flies.

Seeing this, André Mari naturally jumped out to say a few words, and he said to Arshile van Ack in a sincere tone, "I'm sorry Prime Minister, we don't have any ill intentions, we just want to make it clear, and I apologize if you feel that you have offended the Belgian government." ”

"But if the production of a poisonous gas violates the Hague Convention, which prohibits the use of poisonous gas in war, isn't your country afraid of the sanctions of the United Nations?" After speaking, he also glanced at Paul Maradir very proudly, indicating that this time France has won the game, and the Hague Convention has always been a killer weapon used by major powers to bully the effect.

It is true that the mention of all kinds of annoying international conventions is indeed a headache for Albert, these want to be the Virgin Arch and want to play the trick of mass destructionAlbert is also not uncommon, but the prime minister is also an old fox who has cultivated to perfection, this threat is not much use to him, he picked up a piece of paper, wrote a word on it, and then pushed it in front of two French government officials.

There is only one word written on the paper for an unknown reason, the antidote. André Mari did not understand what Arshile van Ack meant, and he asked, "Can you tell me what that word means?" ”

"The antidote, the poison gas we developed is called Soman poison gas, which was originally a poison gas with a fast lethality and no antidote, and I add a digression here, your opponent the Soviet Union also has this poison gas." Arshile van Ack cleverly avoided the question of the Hague Convention, and with a relatively relaxed expression, he said slowly, "But we have created Soman gas and developed an antidote. When you have the antidote and the gas, you don't have to worry about the Soviets gassing you. ”

André Marie and Paul Maradir exchanged glances, both of them looking at each other with an incredible look in their eyes, they had heard of the Soman's fabrication facilities, but the Belgians had not only made Soman, but also developed the antidote, which was one of the things that shocked them. Could it be that the Belgians had already begun to prepare for the Soviets?

"If you are skeptical about the effects of Soman gas, have you heard of the mass plague death that broke out in Kasai, Congo?" Arshile Van Ack was vague, but he could make the other party just connect to the aspect he thought, "It turns out that the lethality rate of Soman is indeed very amazing, the effect of 500 milliliters of Soman spraying in the air is no less than that you drop in a high-legged bomb, but the toxicity of Soman is continuous and long-lasting, we have two types of strategic Soman gas, one is the Soman No. 1 with amazing lethality and can be converted into non-toxic gas in a short time, and the other is relatively weak in killing effect, But the long-lasting Soman II gas. You can differentiate the delivery according to the characteristics of the task. ”

"Of course, the price of these two poison gases is very expensive, a liter of soman costs 20,000 US dollars, and the price of the antidote is not included. Of course, the antidote will be much cheaper, what do you think? Arshile van Ack said to the French delegates with a smile.

"Sixty thousand dollars? Why don't you grab it? After holding back for so long, Paul Maradir finally couldn't help but jump out and angrily denounce the Belgian prime minister. The price of a liter is $20,000, which is almost the price of a piston fighter.

(The last two days of overtime will be temporarily one shift, and two days later, three shifts will be made up, please forgive me.) )