In front of Molotov, Stalin no longer concealed anything, almost paralyzed back on the high-backed chair, unable to hide his exhaustion, and climbed up on his face.

Molotov saw it in his eyes, and there was a pain in his heart, he knew too well the pain of his close comrade-in-arms and leader, there was a strong enemy pressing the border, the land was lost, the country was about to be destroyed, there was helplessness and difficulty in maintaining a huge empire, and it was difficult to maintain a huge empire, which almost exhausted all his energy, if one day, Comrade Stalin was gone, would the Soviet Union, a huge red empire, collapse with a bang?

Molotov was so frightened by his terrible thought that he did not dare to think further, and in the empty office, the atmosphere was solemn, and neither of them spoke, but Molotov knew that Comrade Stalin would definitely speak first.

"Comrade Molotov, if there is anything, just say it!" Stalin asked, after taking a sip of strong coffee.

The conversation between the two people never went around in circles, they all went straight to the point, and both of them were used to this way, "Comrade Stalin, as far as the problems encountered by our troops in the east at present, I think that the Japanese are secondary, and the most important thing is which Chinese Tang Qiuli and his troops are the main factors that can affect the withdrawal plan of our troops!" Molotov said.

"Which damn Chinese, always in our most difficult time, make matters worse, jump out and make trouble!" Stalin cursed viciously, and his eyes looked at the east with hatred, as if Tang Qiuli was right in front of him. "Comrade Molotov, you are right, if it were not for Tang Qiuli's independent division, which kept pestering Vasilevsky's troops in the Outer Mongolia region, the Outer Mongolian Front would be the first to rush back to the European battlefield!"

Speaking of this, Stalin seemed to be embarrassed, and he always believed that this Chinese, who played cards unreasonably and sinisterly, was even more terrible than the Japanese. He is always hidden in the shadows, like a poisonous snake, peeking at an opportunity, and once the opportunity comes, he will not hesitate to pounce on it. It is unfortunate to inject venom into the opponent's body. He is his own opponent and enemy!

on this. Stalin was quite impatient, but never regretted it, "and this odious Chinese, the blocking line laid in the Ural and Tangnu Mountains, was enough to block the Outer Mongolian Front for a long time, even." I have a hunch that the troops of the Outer Mongolian Front, fearing that they will not be able to break through the resistance of the troops of the independent division, will remain in Siberia forever. Comrade Molotov, do you have any solution? Stalin's eyes suddenly lit up and asked.

Molotov replied: "Yes, Comrade Stalin, I have a plan that will enable the Outer Mongolian Front, not to be blocked by the Chinese, to rush to the European battlefield as soon as possible!" ”

Stalin didn't ask, but just adjusted his sitting position, straightened his body, and looked at his close comrades with full attention, knowing that next, Molotov would say his plan in the most concise language.

Molotov continued: "The only way to solve the dilemma faced by the Outer Mongolian Front is for us to negotiate with Tang Qiuli and reach an agreement with him, not only in the Outer Mongolian region, but also in the Far East, which is also within the scope of negotiations!" ”

"Negotiating—?" Stalin said in surprise, his body trembled suddenly, and the hot coffee splashed on his hand, without realizing it at all, it can be seen how much shock he had, that is, Molotov said these words, with this face, he would not be angry, and if it was someone else, even if it was Petroshilov, the chief of the General Staff, after saying this, he would definitely jump up, be furious, and the coffee in his hand would splash him without saying anything, and he would drive him out.

Negotiate with that insatiable Chinese, whimsical is good, it is almost the same as the tiger's skin, the first Outer Mongolian war, the Soviet Union was forced to negotiate in a dishonorable way, what price to pay, lost the whole of Outer Mongolia, not to mention, but also cut the flesh, the next few Outer Mongolian wars, the Soviet Union did not take advantage, Stalin never thought about negotiations and other issues at all, and between the Chinese who made the Soviet Union suffer heavy losses, the door to any form of negotiation was closed forever.

Now, Molotov actually proposed this construction, Stalin's heart is beyond words, and now is not the time for negotiations, Tang Qiuli has the upper hand everywhere, more than 1 million troops, Chen soldiers are on the line from Chita to Irkutsk, blocking the retreat of the two fronts, and in the Ural Mountains and the Tangnu Mountains, they are in a position to block the way of the Outer Mongolian Front.

It can be said that the Soviet troops in the East, in addition to the threat of the Japanese, Tang Qiuli's troops are the biggest hidden danger, at this time to negotiate, what kind of price will the Soviet Union pay, perhaps, is simply unacceptable conditions, that insatiable Chinese, will definitely open his mouth and slaughter a knife, this is his usual practice, not to mention, the current knife, in Tang Qiuli's hands.

Stalin wanted to lash out angrily, "Nonsense - do you want to give the entire Red Soviet Union to that despicable Chinese?" "However, it was Molotov who proposed this proposal, Molotov, who never did anything uncertain," the reason--! Stalin threw out two words in a dull voice, which was already the limit of his patience.

Comrade Stalin's reaction fell entirely in Molotov's eyes, and in all fairness, when thinking about and even putting forward this proposal, his inner pain was even stronger than that of the leader, and it was Comrade Stalin who made the decision, and it was himself who could deal with that Chinese, who had his own personal feelings, and who hated and depressed himself when facing that Chinese.

Molotov fully understood Comrade Stalin's feelings, and if there was any other way, he would never have made such a decision, and Stalin's word "reason" contains too many meanings, "Comrade Stalin, the reason is very simple, and the form is forced!" Molotov also replied succinctly.

Just these few words, which made Stalin on the verge of going berserk, like pouring a bucket of cold water, the temperature dropped sharply, "Forced by the form!" "How much helplessness is included, the Soviet troops in the eastern region no longer have enough strength and sufficient time to deal with the Japanese and Tang Qiuli forces at the same time.

If the Japanese want to eat the Far Eastern Front, there is no possibility of negotiation, and after the Far Eastern Front is out of danger, how Tang Qiuli's troops will move is still an unsolved mystery, if the Outer Khinganling Front and the Baikal Front turn back to rescue the Far Eastern Front, Tang Qiuli's troops stick a knife in the back, I am afraid that the troops of the three front armies will be trapped in the Far Eastern battlefield.

Even if Tang Qiu didn't take advantage of the danger of others, after rescuing the Far Eastern Front, the troops who fought with the Japanese would still have the ability to break through the blockade line of the independent division in a short period of time? Even if the troops of the independent division did not fight head-on, disrupted communications along the way, and delayed and delayed Soviet troops in the east for two months, the Germans would have already hung the Nazi flag on the Kremlin building in Moscow.

Also, the current situation of the Outer Mongolian Front Army, just Tang Qiuli's troops alone, can leave the Soviet Union's four front armies in the east for a month, first fight with the Japanese army, and then entangle with the troops of the independent division, and then rush back to the European battlefield, how many troops and combat effectiveness can be left?

A sentence of "form shì forced!" "How much helplessness and sadness were expressed, savoring these four words, Stalin's mouth was full of bitterness, making a decision so difficult, even more than the decision to rescue the Far Eastern Front, "Comrade Molotov, what conditions are we going to come up with in order to satisfy the greedy desires of that Chinese?" For a moment, Stalin seemed to be much older, his falcon-like eyes, which had lost their sharp light, and he asked weakly and with difficulty.

Seeing the leader in such pain, Molotov's expression showed a look of pain, he knew what Tang Qiuli needed, what kind of chips the Soviet Union had to come up with, in order to move the heart of this damned Chinese and let his troops make way for the troops of the four fronts who rushed back to Europe to fight the fire.

He swallowed a mouthful of spit with difficulty, walked to the large Soviet map on the wall with heavy steps, and said: "Comrade Stalin, we must pay enough chips, otherwise, there will be no result in the negotiations, south of the Trans-Khingan Ridge, north of the Amur River, the Far East, including Sakhalin, and the area around Lake Baikal, which is now occupied by the troops of the Independent Division, ceded to the Chinese Tang Qiuli!" ”

The above-mentioned areas mentioned by Molotov, except for the Baikal region, were all cut off from China at that time at the end of the last century, when Tsarist Russia, taking advantage of the corruption and incompetence of the Manchu government, coerced the Manchu government to sign a series of unequal treaties by force, covering an area of more than one million square kilometers, including the Soviet Union's only outlet to the sea in the Pacific region, Vladivostok military port.

Molotov's inclusion of the Baikal region as a bargaining chip is also a trick, this area is now under the control of the troops of the independent division, ceding it or not, the Soviet Union said it or not, in fact, it is in the hands of Tang Qiuli.

Molotov's hand, on the map, from east to west, drew such a half-arc circle, Stalin's heart suddenly ached, just like that half-arc circle, a sharp knife, cutting off a large piece of flesh on his body, painful to the heart, unprecedented pain.

"Comrade Molotov, do you know what you're talking about? My God, that's more than a million square kilometers of land, and Vladivostok, the only outlet for our Soviet fleet in the Pacific! Stalin could not hold back any longer, jumped up and shouted.

(To be continued)(To be continued......