Chapter 819: Negotiations

The Japanese-Soviet War broke out in the Soviet Union in the Far East, and the Second Army in the Far East, as the only heavy army group in the Far East, commanded by General Timoshenko, fell into the encirclement of the Japanese army on three routes, and the Transcaucasian Front was ordered to support.

Under the command of Tang Qiuli, the First Army of the Far East besieging Zhukov had been besieging Zhukov's First Army for more than ten days, and the Soviet government had been delayed in sending a high-level delegation to come, Tang Qiuli gradually lost his patience, and he also saw through Stalin's thoughts, so this time the Transcaucasian Front went to the Far East to fight the fire, and did not let him go smoothly, which is called fighting to promote peace.

Feng Jiwu's Niangziguan Garrison Corps 1, in the Irkutsk region south of Lake Baikal, Tang Qiusheng's Sulu Mobile Corps eight mechanized brigades set up two blockade lines in the Ulan-Ude region east of Lake Baikal, firmly blocking the passage of the eastern district of the Transcaucasian Front.

In the face of a battle that could not end quickly, the commander of the Transcaucasian Front, General Paulpilyusky, did not dare to act rashly, as long as the fire was fired, it would be a situation of protracted fighting, there was no time for the front, and the front army should not think of taking a step forward, and this would have to be under the condition that the battle went smoothly, and if it was a stalemate, it was estimated that even the New Year would have to be spent on this icy and snowy Lake Baikal, so he had no choice but to order the chief of staff of the front army to immediately ask the General Staff what to do.

With a "snap", on the huge desk, the inkwell jumped up, and a dipping pen rolled to the ground, "hooligans, scoundrels, despicable villains who take advantage of the fire," Comrade Stalin, General Secretary of the CPSU Central Committee and Chairman of the Council of Ministers, was furious, and after slapping the table, he cursed angrily.

Several high-ranking generals of the Soviet army stood silently, it was rare to see Comrade Stalin so angry, and it was none other than someone else who made Stalin so angry, it was in the Uriya Sutai region in the ancient west of the Outer Méng, while surrounding Zhukov and hundreds of thousands of Soviet troops, and on the other hand, sending troops to block the Transcaucasian Front.

After reading Paulpilyusky's telegram, Stalin's head was so angry that his head swelled, he knew too well how powerful Tang Qiuli's hand was, blocking the Transcaucasian Front from rushing to the aid of Timoshenko, who was struggling to support, would mean the end of the total annihilation of the Second Army in the Far East, if so, the Soviet Union's power in the Far East would be permanently expelled by the Japanese.

After losing his temper, Stalin knew the affairs of the ancient region outside the country, and could not delay it any longer, Tang Qiu left this yīn sinister and despicable Chinese, maybe there was some new yīn scheme, he sat weakly on the wide chair, "Send a telegram to Comrade Molotov, immediately negotiate with Tang Qiuli on behalf of the Soviet government, the precondition is to immediately give way to the passage of the Transcaucasian Front to the east," Stalin ordered, this order, seems to have exhausted all his jīng strength.

Molotov, who stayed in Minusinsk and waited for the next order, after receiving Stalin's telegram, knew that the matter was very important, did not dare to delay, and immediately rushed to Uriya Sutai by car, and after half a day and a night of turbulence, at about five o'clock in the morning the next day, Molotov finally arrived at the location.

On the periphery of the encirclement, Molotov saw the lineup of the squadron, and he broke out in a cold sweat at that time, he now began to understand the situation of the opening up, no one can live comfortably in the encirclement of hundreds of thousands of troops, and he also understands why Zhukov did not force the intention of breaking through.

After the news that Zhukov was surrounded by Tang Qiuli reached Moscow, Molotov's heart also greatly despised Zhukov, in his opinion, Zhukov still has more than 100,000 troops in his hands, and he should be able to fight a bloody way out of the siege.

He also secretly hated that he was not a soldier, otherwise, he would never be like Zhukov, and only here did he understand that war was not what he imagined in his luxurious office in Moscow, and at the same time, the heart that was originally gifted was also much more restrained.

As soon as Molotov's convoy arrived at Uriya Sutai, it was stopped by the alert troops on the periphery, and the accompanying interpreter immediately informed him of his intention and wanted to immediately hold talks with General Tang Qiuli. ”

Chang Feng definitely understood the division commander's intentions, and first let the Soviets dry out, it's been more than ten days, and the Soviets are in a hurry at this time, let them wait, or the division commander is right. Stalin was a master who did not shed tears without seeing a coffin.

The autumn sun of the ancient grassland outside the méng shone warmly into the tent, Tang Qiuli opened his eyes comfortably, he slept extremely comfortably this night, and Chang Feng asked the voice of the special guard sentry outside: "Is the division commander awake?" "Is it Changfeng? Something came in and talked," he shouted out of the tent.

Chang Feng lifted the tent curtain and came in, and saw that Tang Qiuli was still sitting on the chuáng, looking like an old god was there, and couldn't help but smile, just now, he received a report from the outside troops, saying that Molotov, the head of the Soviet delegation, had not slept all night, and was in a hurry, but he didn't dare to take a step forward, and he didn't know how many circles he circled around the car.

"Division commander, the Soviet delegation has arrived here at about five o'clock this morning, and the regiment commander named Molotov has asked for immediate negotiations," "Oh, the Soviets are finally here," Tang Qiuli muttered meaningfully, and then said: "Sue them, I have important military affairs to deal with now, tell them to wait"

Chang Feng promised to go out, the cook brought a delicious breakfast, Tang Qiuli ate slowly, while pondering: "It's Molotov, in this period of history, among all the members of the Soviet Political Bureau, this guy has a very high status, almost ranked fourth or fifth, and is responsible for handling foreign affairs in the CPSU, a person who Stalin absolutely trusts, he came, which means that he brought Stalin's idea, and he can talk about it." ”

Tang Qiu is not in a hurry here, Molotov is in a hurry, seeing that an hour has passed, according to time calculation, the Transcaucasian Front has been delayed for a day and a night, and Timoshenko's face is getting tighter and tighter, but this damn Chinese, go all the time, what is called people under the roof, have to bow their heads, Molotov can be regarded as a deep understanding of the meaning of this sentence.

After lunch, he still did not receive a notice from the Chinese side, Molotov was almost crazy, Tang Qiuli slept beautifully, and when he woke up, he felt in a very good mood, and he also knew that the heat was almost over, and ordered the guards soldiers: "Tell the chief of staff of Sù, inform the Soviets to come to the division headquarters and negotiate." ”

Just when Molotov was about to collapse, a lieutenant colonel officer walked in and said with a stern expression: "According to the order of our division commander, the Soviet delegation immediately went to the place of negotiations. Molotov was almost shouting that God was visibly spiritual, and the Chinese had finally had enough of the stinking shelf.

An ordinary big tent, the murderous aura of a few guards at the mouth of the mén made Molotov, who had never smelled the smell of gunpowder, feel tight, "What kind of person are you going to face?" Is he an experienced old man, or a rude soldier? He pondered in his heart.

The tent was simply furnished, basically tables and chairs made of boxes and boxes, covered with dark green military blankets, a young man sat on a chair, next to a slightly older young man, Molotov glanced around, and found no one to negotiate with, these two people were too young to look like each other.

When he knew that the young man in front of him was the opponent he was going to negotiate, causing the Soviet Red Army to lose troops and make Stalin hate Tang Qiuli, Molotov was so surprised that his jaw almost hit the surface of his feet, he was too young to look like a commander who could command thousands of troops and horses, if he was in the Soviet Red Army, at this age, it would be quite remarkable to be able to become a lieutenant

Regardless of whether Molotov believes it or not, the four gold stars on Tang Qiuli's military uniform, the temperament and cold murderous aura exuded on his body, especially the scar on his face, undoubtedly do not prove the master's rich battlefield experience, Tang Qiuli and Molotov's eyes collided together, and in the air, it seemed that a string of sparks could be felt.

From Tang Qiuli's eyes, Molotov felt that this was an extremely difficult young man to deal with, and today, he was afraid that he would not be able to take advantage, "Respected General Tang, I have been entrusted by the Soviet Union and Comrade Stalin to negotiate with you on the Transcaucasian issue, before the negotiations begin, can you order your troops to get out of the way in the Baikal region in order to make the Transcaucasian Front clear?" ”

Molotov is an old fox, he knows that things have to be dealt with tightly, and the Transcaucasian Front can reinforce Timoshenko according to the original plan, even if it is a ten-and-a-half-day negotiation, he is not in a hurry, anyway, the negotiation is a bargain and a lip service.

"Yes, I immediately order the troops to get out of the way, and your army can pass through Guò without hindrance, and in our territory outside Ménggu, there will be no interference," Tang Qiuli said dryly.

Molotov was stunned, he didn't expect Tang Qiuli to be so refreshing, he was about to spend more words on this, he was already ready to say a belly, Tang Qiuli was unexpectedly generous, but it made Molotov's plan fall through, just like a punch that accumulated all the strength of his body, hitting the cotton huā bag, and he felt indescribable in his heart.

However, Molotov also keenly captured the meaning of Tang Qiuli's words, the Transcaucasian Front is marching in the Baikal region, how can it be on the territory of Transcaucasia? Where should it be the territory of the USSR?

Tang Qiuli's real intention was also to tell Molotov to his face, your Soviet army is now marching on the territory of China, and we can take action at any time, and the Baikal region is originally Chinese.

The negotiations have not officially begun, Tang Qiuli has already had a jiāo Feng with Molotov, and the following negotiations are destined not to be too smooth.