allonlinenovel Chapter 1230 Aggressive
Chapter 1230 Aggressive
"Let's make this clear," Su Zhengyang put out his cigarette, his voice sharp, "It's not just the Northern Division. The Mountain Eagle Division has begun to gather along the Amur River, and the Skull Division is also advancing towards Khabarovsk."
He stood up and walked to the wall where a map of the Far East was hung: "Do you know what the Death's Head Division is, Minister Sergei?"
Without waiting for Sergeimer to answer, he continued: "That's our ace unit. Even the Northern Division has to give them three points. Their equipment... is much more advanced than the weapons that defeated your armored division."
Ivanov's face turned pale.
"But I don't want to use them," Su Zhengyang turned around, "because once the Skull Division takes action, there will be no room for negotiation. This is not a threat, Minister Sergei, this is a fact."
He sat back in his seat, his eyes blazing with anger: "This negotiation is my last chance to give Tsarist Russia, and it is also my last act of mercy."
"Mercy?" Sergei smiled bitterly.
"Yes, mercy." Su Zhengyang's voice turned cold, "Do you think the 34 million square kilometers I asked for is a random number? That is our bottom line. If we miss this opportunity..."
He paused meaningfully: "Next time, it won't be just that."
Zhang Luanyu put down a document at the right time. Su Zhengyang flipped it open and said: "This is the latest military deployment map. Do you want to see it? Will it make you give up?"
Sergei clenched his fists. He knew that every word Su Zhengyang said was true. That terrible Totenkopf Division, even their organization was top secret in the KGB's files.
"I'll give you half an hour to think about it," Su Zhengyang looked at his watch, "either accept the conditions and continue the discussion; or..."
He glanced out the window. "Let the army do the talking."
The atmosphere in the office froze. The sun was still shining, but Sergei felt cold all over. The young man said the word "kindness" as if he was talking about the weather.
Sergei fell silent. He didn't even know how to continue the negotiation. All the bargaining chips and all the retreat routes were blocked one by one by this terrifying young man.
Ivanov, who was standing beside him, was sweating profusely. The young diplomat had only one thought in his mind at the moment: If the negotiations failed, would this madman just kill them?
Tick tock...tick tock...
The sound of the wall clock was particularly clear in the silent office. Every second was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the two Tsarist Russian diplomats.
Su Zhengyang put out the cigarette in his hand, his eyes remained calm, as if he was watching an insignificant drama.
"Old Zhang," he suddenly said, "please ask Gu De'an to come."
Zhang Luanyu nodded, turned and left.
This name made Sergei and Ivanov shudder at the same time. Gudean, the Chief of Staff of the Chinese Military, the founder of the Northern Division, the iron-blooded general who publicly threatened to "drive Tsarist Russia out of the Far East" at a military meeting.
The atmosphere in the office became more solemn.
Ivanov's Adam's apple rolled up and down. He knew that once Gudan arrived, this would no longer be a diplomatic negotiation but a military threat.
Sergei forced himself to remain calm. But his fingers still trembled unconsciously. Wasn't this young president willing to give them time to think?
"Don't be nervous," Su Zhengyang seemed to see their fear, and his tone remained calm, "General Gudean just came to report on the military deployment. After all..."
He paused meaningfully: "If the talks break down, someone's got to clean up the mess, isn't it?"
Gu De'an arrived soon. The burly general first saluted Su Zhengyang: "President."
Then he turned to Sergei and nodded coldly: "Minister Sergei."
Although it was the first time for the two to meet, Sergei had long heard of the name of the Chief of the General Staff of the Chinese Army. The iron-blooded general who threatened to "drive Tsarist Russia out of the Far East" was standing in front of him at this moment.
"General Gudean," Su Zhengyang went straight to the point, "Tell Minister Sergei, if a war breaks out, how long will it take you to take over the entire Far East?"
Gudean stood at attention, as if he was giving a routine military report:
"Report to the President, the Northern Division has completed its pre-war deployment, and the Mountain Eagle Division and the Skull Division are also in place. Our Air Force's 'Thunder Eagle' Squadron is equipped with the latest bombers and can control air supremacy over the entire Far East within two hours."
He took out a battle map: "The main forces of the Russian Empire in the Far East are the 34rd Armored Division and the 34th Infantry Division, but according to intelligence, their supply lines have been cut off by us. And..."
He glanced at Sergeimo coldly: "Their morale is very low."
"So what?" Su Zhengyang asked.
"Seven days at most," Gudean said firmly, "No, five days. As long as the president gives the order, I promise that the entire Far East will be flying the Chinese flag within five days."
There was dead silence in the office.
Ivanov could no longer stand and had to hold on to the wall. Sergeimer's face was as white as paper.
"Five days..." Su Zhengyang thought, "It's too long."
"It was my fault for not thinking it through," Gudean said immediately, "If we use the Skeleton Division, three days will be enough. But..."
&34;Just what?&34;
"But this may cause unnecessary damage," Gudean said coldly, "After all, those cities will be for our compatriots to live in in the future."
Su Zhengyang nodded: "That's right. But now it seems that you may not need to take action."
He turned to Sergei and said, "Mr. Minister, what do you think? Should we let General Guden show us his skills?"
Sergei felt his throat dry. Guden was not joking in every word he said. This general, whom they had never met before, was like a sword hanging over their heads.
Sergei took a deep breath: "Mr. President, such a major decision... I must report to Moscow."
"Of course," Su Zhengyang nodded, "Zhang Luanyu, take Minister Sergei to the radio room."
He looked at his watch: "It's ten o'clock in the morning. I'll give you two hours, Minister Sergei. If there is no response at twelve o'clock, the Northern Division will move out."
"Two hours?" Sergei's voice trembled. "This is too..."
"That's already very merciful," Guden suddenly said, with a hint of eagerness in his voice, "To be honest, our military would rather the president not negotiate. Recovering lost territory is the mission and honor of a soldier."
He turned to Su Zhengyang and said, "Mr. President, the soldiers of the Northern Division are very eager. They want to show the Russians what real war is."
Su Zhengyang smiled slightly: "General Gudean, you should be considerate of the diplomatic department. After all, a peaceful solution is the best way."
"Yes, President." Gudean nodded, but the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish at all. "But you also said that it will take two hours. At twelve o'clock, if there is no reply..."
He looked at Sergei meaningfully and said, "Then please enjoy our exercise, Mr. Minister."
Sergei felt dizzy. This was not an exercise, it was clearly a real threat of war.
"Time is running out, Minister Sergei," Su Zhengyang's voice remained calm, "Go and send your telegram. Remember, in two hours, everything will be irreversible."
Ivanov supported the already shaky Sergeimer and followed Zhang Luanyu to the radio room. Guden's deep voice came from behind:
"President, I'm going to the military headquarters to make final preparations. In two hours, I'll let them see what China's military might is."