In the dappled light, in the increasingly dark office, Stalin buried himself in this boundless darkness, like a wounded old wolf, secretly gritting his teeth, he hated, hated Tang Qiuli, hated this Chinese who brought the Soviet Union to the brink of annihilation, never hated so much as today, although he had always lacked good feelings for that Tang Qiuli.

Stalin now regrets a little, when he used troops in the East, he should not divide into two fists and give up fighting against Japan, but should concentrate all his forces, first destroy Tang Qiuli's strength in Outer Mongolia, and then enter Inner Mongolia and even North China, so that the war will be fought in China, instead of the current battlefield in the Far East and Outer Mongolia.

But he never regretted using troops against Tang Qiuli, since this Chinese let the Soviet Union lose face in the first Outer Mongolian War, he realized that sooner or later this person is the great enemy of the Soviet Union, unfortunately speaking, Tang Qiuli is not only the great enemy of the Soviet Union, but also the behind-the-scenes driving force that forced the Soviet Union to the brink of desperation.

If it weren't for the fascist leader Hitler, who suddenly attacked the Soviet Union, the current eastern battlefield would have been calm and calm, and the forces of the Japanese and Tang Qiuli would have been wiped out, if it is said that the two people Stalin hated the most, that is, the German Führer Hitler, the head of the independent division, Tang Qiuli, the hatred of the two people in Stalin's heart, go hand in hand, no distinction between superior and inferior.

However, the immediate need to resolve was the threat from the Germans, and when this threat was lifted, Stalin swore an oath. Not hesitating to fight a national war with Tang Qiuli, but also to let this Chinese, who he hates so much, gnash his teeth, and cede part of the Asian territory that has been ceded is just temporarily stored in the hands of that Chinese, and the negotiation agreement is a fart, just a piece of paper, and it has always been a prop in the hands of the strong.

"After repelling the Germans, give yourself and the Soviet Union more than ten years, and you may not know who will die? Not only to recover the territory ceded today. And let the footsteps of the Soviet soldiers go to the end of the East Asian land! Stalin was so relieved and encouraged himself, the immediate tolerance and concessions, but for later revenge, that Chinese. will bear the wrath of the entire Soviet Union.

Stalin's consideration was not insignificant, however. His reaction. Roughly within the scope of Tang Qiuli's judgment, how could Tang Qiuli, who was a man of two lifetimes, leave Stalin with the opportunity to take revenge on himself after healing his scars?

If not to leave a buffer zone between Germany and its own sphere of influence. Tang Qiuli's treatment of the Soviet Union was to let this country with a sense of aggression and expansion, which had penetrated into its bones, completely disappear.

So to speak. From the time Tang Qiuli was in Berlin and revised the "Barbarossa Plan" to Hitler, the fate of the Soviet Union was already doomed, looking for the future Germany and Tang Qiuli The Soviet Union in the gap between the sphere of influence, if at that time, it was still called the Soviet Union, there would never be a chance to make a comeback, Hitler did not allow it, Tang Qiuli would not give Stalin a chance, the last possibility is that under the erosion of the long years to come, Stalin's revenge and the ambition of the Soviet Union to re-emerge will be annihilated in the long river of history!

On the same night, Stalin hid in the dark office, licking the wounds on his body, gritting his teeth and swearing, while Tang Qiuli in Kulun slept very sweetly, but, in the dream, he dreamed of Mei Ting and his daughter Xiao Jialin, Mei Xue and Liu Xinlan, the beautiful faces of the three wives kept changing in their minds, everyone was smiling like a flower, and behind the wives, another figure clearly merged with them.

Tang Qiuli knew that it was an unforgettable memory in his heart, the figure in his memory, he was afraid of the forgetfulness of that painstaking memory, and the fainting in the vivid reality, he shouted hard, but found that the figure was getting farther and farther, getting fader and fainter, and suddenly, Tang Qiuli woke up from his dream, and after his thoughts were withdrawn to the space where he stayed, he realized that he was suffering from lovesickness, missing every wife and lovely daughter!

"Jingle bell!" In the living room outside, the phone rang urgently, Tang Qiuli listened, and after a while, outside the door, there was a soft shout from the special guard, "Division commander!" - Commander! Looking for your call, it's Chief of Staff Zhao calling! ”

Looking at the watch, it was already more than one o'clock in the morning, so late, Zhao Yuhe called, is there any urgent military situation? He thought to himself, and hurriedly put on his clothes and got up.

Answering the phone, it was Zhao Yuhe's voice, which couldn't hide his excitement, and his voice was loud enough, "Division commander, I'm Zhao Yuhe, good news - big news, I was on duty at the division headquarters, and I received a call from Molotov, asking to meet with me immediately, saying that it was to sign a specific agreement on negotiations, and the Soviets unconditionally agreed to all our requests, division commander, faster than you expected!" ”

Tang Qiuli was also stunned, somewhat surprised, Zhao Yuhe's voice was too loud, so he moved the microphone to a distance, and finally waited for the excited Zhao Yuhe to finish shouting, he said: "Yuhe, immediately agree to the request of the Soviets to meet, sign all the relevant documents on the spot, by the way, take Ge Zhenzhuang with you, and bring a few more staff officers, everyone will check together, the content and details of the text must be strictly reviewed, and there must be no mistakes!" ”

Zhao Yuhe didn't understand, and said: "Division commander, you are too careful, it's time to burn your eyebrows, and the Soviets still dare to play tricks?" Don't dare—absolutely don't dare! ”

Tang Qiuli smiled helplessly, and said in a tone of lesson: "Yuhe, this is a matter of attitude towards negotiations, in diplomatic writing, it is the practice of diplomatic circles to move some hands and feet, play some word games, that Molotov is a master in this, be careful and not make a big mistake, to avoid trouble in the future, although the diplomatic agreement, in the eyes of many people, is just a piece of waste paper, but we can't have problems on it!" ”

On the other end of the phone, Zhao Yuhe stuck out his tongue, heard the stern sù in the division commander's tone, and hurriedly replied loudly: "Yes!" Teachers! Resolutely carry out your orders! ”

Putting down the phone, Zhao Yuhe said to Colonel Ge Zhenzhuang, chief of the General Staff Office: "Director Ge, bring all the big talents in the General Staff Office, especially those staff officers who are proficient in diplomatic documents, let's receive the fruits of victory!" ”

A dozen military jeeps drove out of the headquarters building at a gallop, heading towards the hotel where the Soviet delegation was staying, several of Molotov's attachés were already waiting at the door, Zhao Yuhe paid attention, there was no abnormal change on the faces of these Soviet people, and they were still lifeless wooden faces, but Zhao Yuhe keenly felt the light of hatred in the eyes of the Soviets.

Zhao Yuhe sneered, and strode into the hotel without care, Molotov was waiting in the house, his face was blue and yellow, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness, Zhao Yuhe felt that he had not seen him for a few hours, and Molotov seemed to have aged a lot.

Without any kind words, both sides invariably abandoned some diplomatic etiquette and went straight to the topic, the attachés of both sides were busy preparing their own cumbersome diplomatic documents, and the staff officers determined the specific location of the 85th parallel of east longitude on the map, and carefully marked them one by one.

Zhao Yuhe looked at the border line, his mind moved, and he proposed another proposal, "Mr. Molotov, in order to avoid friction in the future, I mention that on the current border line, the two sides each retreat five kilometers, and the area ten kilometers wide in the middle, as a vacuum zone, does not belong to either side, what do you think?" Zhao Yuhe's tone was by no means negotiable.

All to this kind of course, millions of square kilometers of land, are inevitably ceded to a Chinese, still care about this five-kilometer area, Molotov lost in the past diplomatic negotiation occasions, every inch of land must be contested, dryly spat out two words "agree!" "Besides, even if it's a fight, can you change this General Zhao's decision? In any case, there can be no more twists and turns.

Although there was no verbosity, but a large number of documents, cumbersome paperwork, was busy until more than eight o'clock in the morning, it was finished, Molotov didn't want to stay in Kulen for a second, trembling hands, signed the last paper, put down the pen, he said: "General Zhao, since all the documents have been signed, and my mission is over, please arrange a vehicle, send us back to the airport, and return to Moscow immediately!" ”

Zhao Yuhe was also tired of dealing with this guy, and wished that the Soviets would get out of the way immediately, and he still had a lot of things in his hands, so he immediately said very happily: "Yes, it just so happens that I also have to rush to the Far Eastern front, guards, immediately arrange a car and send the Soviet delegation to the airport!" "It's not polite at all, there is no polite reservation, and there is no false diplomatic rhetoric.

Molotov opened his mouth, and his breath was blocked in his heart, and his attitude was cold, which was a matter of course, after all, the Soviet Union signed an agreement to cede millions of square kilometers of land almost under the coercion of bayonets, and it was not okay to express weak anger?

But this General Zhao was even more simply, he didn't even have diplomatic rhetoric, and sent himself away directly, what kind of thing is this? "Nemesis - your own nemesis!" Molotov lamented in his heart, and with a few attachés and guards, he left in a car, leaving a sad heart all over the ground in Kulen.

The car carrying the Soviet delegation disappeared from sight, Zhao Yu and Yangtian laughed a few times, their hearts were extremely happy, for a while, the feeling of complacency was full of heart, "A big event that is enough to affect the future Asian pattern has been promoted in my own hands, and now I know that the division commander often says that the process of creating zào history is the most moving, I didn't understand it before, but now I realize it!" ”

"It's fucking cool!" Walking in front of the jeep, Zhao Yuhe suddenly shouted, startling Ge Zhenzhuang and more than a dozen staff officers, dumbfounded, he has always been a gentle and elegant chief of staff, and he actually burst into foul language?

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