Qiqihar, military airport.

Zhang Xinghan was planning to fly back to Jilin. After all, he had not seen his nephew since he was born, so he wanted to fly back quickly.

As soon as we arrived at the airport by car and before boarding the plane, a divisional communications soldier from the 5th Division rushed up on a motorcycle.

Liu Guodong and Wu Chengfeng looked at each other as they were seeing off, and Wu Chengfeng walked towards the communications soldier who was stopped not far away by the guards.

"What happened?"

"Deputy, the Chief of General Staff sent an urgent message from Harbin." The communications soldier saluted.

Wu Chengfeng took the message and nodded: "Okay, I'll give it to the commander. You wait here first."

After saying that, Wu Chengfeng took the telegram and turned around and walked towards Zhang Xinghan.

"Commander, this is an urgent message from the Chief of Staff from Harbin." Wu Chengfeng handed it to Zhang Xinghan without looking at it.

Zhang Xinghan took the message, opened it and read it, his brows furrowed. After a long time, he said to Wu Chengfeng: "Tell the chief of staff to agree to the Soviet Union's request."

"Commander, what does Lao Maozi want?" Wu Chengfeng and Liu Guodong looked at each other.

Zhang Xinghan directly handed the message to the two of them. They read it again. Liu Guodong said angrily: "Commander, we won the war, why do we have to pay them two million oceans in compensation? This is our country's

Territory."

"Yeah, at worst, we can just fight with Lao Maozi again. In my opinion, Lao Maozi is not much better than Little Japan, not even as good as Little Japan. At least the Japanese rarely surrender on a large scale." Wu Chengfeng was also extremely dissatisfied.

The way of solution.

Zhang Xinghan smiled and said to the two of them: "Don't be impatient for a moment. We really don't have the time to fight with Lao Maozi again, let alone a large-scale decisive battle with them. We just need time to rest and train until we recover.

After Southern Manchuria owns the entire Northeast, we will no longer have to fear anyone."

"Then we are willing to pay two million dollars?" Wu Chengfeng was still unwilling.

"First promise Lao Maozi, and then just say, delay. How can raising funds happen overnight? When Lao Maozi comes to ask for money, he just delays. Anyway, the rice has become cooking. The wood has become a boat. The money is in our hands. We are one

If you really say no, what else can they do to grab the land? This is drag-down diplomacy, neither betraying one's skin, nor compromising, nor taking money," said Zhang Xinghan.

"Will Lao Maozi start another war?" Liu Guodong asked worriedly.

"Don't be afraid of this. We will start a war when I can't stand it anymore. We have been delaying it for several months at least. By then, South Manchuria should be recovered. Then, we will fight if we continue." Zhang Xinghan said confidently.

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After receiving Zhang Xinghan's clear instructions, Jiang Baili and Zang Shiyi both smiled knowingly and immediately entered into negotiations.

This time, Jiang Baili agreed readily, which surprised the two Soviet representatives.

After they looked at each other, one of them said: "Then when will the thousands of officers and soldiers captured by your army in Manchuria be released?"

Jiang Baili's mood improved and he said with a smile: "That's easy to say. As long as you hand over the rights to use the railway to the station bureaus at all levels and evacuate, we will release them in Manchuria, and then you can send people to Manzhouli to take them over.

"

"When will the payment be delivered?" another Soviet representative asked.

Jiang Baili said sincerely: "Two representatives, it's not like you don't know that these two million oceans are not two thousand yuan. They can't be taken out of thin air. After all, we have just recovered Northern Manchuria."

, all the cities have been almost completely looted by the Japanese, we have to find a way to raise them.

Furthermore, money is nothing, the safety of your employees’ lives is the most important thing, don’t you think so?”

"No, no, money is as important as people." The Soviet representative shook his head repeatedly.

"Okay, even if you old Mao, no, even if you Soviet people value money more than people, you still have to allow us time to raise money, right?" Jiang Baili said.

"How long will it take for you to complete the fundraising?" the Soviet Army representative asked.

Jiang Baili deliberately pondered for a while and stretched out three fingers.

"Three days?" the Soviet army representative asked uncertainly.

Jiang Baili shook his head repeatedly.

"Thirty days?" the Soviet representative gritted his teeth.

"No, no, it's three months. This amount of money cannot be raised in a short time, especially if it's a huge sum of two million." Jiang Baili said.

The two Soviet representatives were angry and annoyed, but after losing the battle, they no longer had the confidence to get angry on the spot. After all, the leader gave them instructions as long as the other party was willing to pay compensation.

Now that the other party has agreed, it is just a matter of delivery time. There is no need for them to take the risk of falling out with the other party without permission.

I had to suppress my anger, shook my head and said, "No, three months is too long."

"Then just two months. No matter how short it is, we can't deliver it all at once." Jiang Baili said reluctantly.

The two Soviet representatives whispered in Russian, and finally nodded in agreement: "Okay, it will only take two months. Then we can sign an armistice agreement, right?"

"Of course." Jiang Baili nodded happily.

When it was Jiang Baili and Zang Shiyi's turn to sign, Jiang Baili deliberately wrote his name as Jiang Fangzhen, and he wrote it in an extremely sloppy font.

Zang Shiyi was also kicked under the table by Jiang Baili, who knowingly wrote Zang Shiyi as Tibetan Yi.

After reading it, the two Soviet army representatives frowned, obviously not complimenting the calligraphy of Jiang Baili and Zang Shiyi.

They were far from knowledgeable about Chinese characters and could not tell the difference between Jiang Fangzhen and Jiang Baili. They only recognized that the first character was Jiang.

As for Zang Shiyi and Zang Shiyi, they are even less aware of the tricks inside.

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Jilin City, Gudianzi Military Airport.

A bomber, escorted by two Zero fighter jets, landed smoothly on the runway of Gudianzi Military Airport.

When the bomber successfully entered the apron, the hatch opened, and Zhang Xinghan walked out of it accompanied by Guo Zhong.

Huang Xiansheng, who had been waiting at the airport for a long time, immediately greeted him with a smile.

"Commander, you have worked hard all the way!" Huang Xiansheng stood up and saluted.

"It's nothing hard, Brother Jingzhong, I plan to go home first and you can go back to the headquarters later." Zhang Xinghan smiled and returned the greeting.

"Well, okay, I've prepared the car for you."

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After getting in the car, Zhang Xinghan quickly arrived at the door of his home, escorted by a group of guards.

Neither father nor mother knew they were coming. When the two guards guarding the door saw Zhang Xinghan coming out of the car, they quickly stood up and saluted: "Commander!"

Zhang Xinghan nodded and walked towards the yard.

In October in the Northeast, the weather has gradually become colder.

There was no one else in the yard except the two brothers, Tuesday Tiger and Sanhu, who were playing.

When the two brothers saw Zhang Xinghan walking in, they were startled for a moment, then ran over exclaiming: "Godfather!"

The two little guys had grown a lot taller, and they hugged Zhang Xinghan on the left and right.

"Hey!" Zhang Xinghan smiled and stretched out his hand to touch the heads of the two little guys and said, "Erhu, Sanhu, do you want to be your father?"

"Think about it." The two brothers replied in unison.

At this time, Wang Ruoying had opened the door and walked out, looking at Zhang Xinghan with joy.

"Back?"

"Well, I'm back, where is Weiguo?" Zhang Xinghan said.

"It's in the house, come in and take a look." Wang Ruoying happily said without thinking.

Zhang Xinghan pulled the two little guys and walked towards the house. He saw Su Hanyun breastfeeding the child. Zhang Xinghan blushed and turned away with an embarrassed smile.

Father and mother also walked in after a while, probably hearing the voices of Zhang Xinghan and Wang Ruoying.

"Xinghan is back." Zhang Yuxi said with sincere joy in his eyes.

"Well, I'm back." Zhang Xinghan nodded and said, "I'll come back to see Wei Guo and I'll leave in a while."

"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Let's have a meal at home before leaving," said her mother, Liu Liping.

"I'll be back later in the evening as I have some military matters to deal with with Commander Huang," Zhang Xinghan said.

At this time, Su Hanyun had finished feeding the child, picked him up, and said to Zhang Xinghan: "Brother, look at Wei Guo."

Zhang Xinghan quickly turned around and carefully took the child into his hands. He saw the little guy's two big eyes and his chubby face that was extremely cute.

I don’t know whether it was intentional or not, but when he saw Zhang Xinghan, he actually opened his mouth and laughed.

"What a good boy, you still know how to smile when you see your uncle." Zhang Xinghan said happily.

Half an hour later, Guo Zhong and the guards were driving in front.

Zhang Xinghan and Wang Ruoying were walking slowly side by side. Wang Ruoying held Zhang Xinghan's left hand tightly with both hands.

"Okay, Ruoying, it's cold outside, you can go back." Zhang Xinghan stopped and said.

Wang Ruoying looked up at Zhang Xinghan with some reluctance, and muttered: "I just came back and left. I can't bear to leave."

"Haha, I'll be back in the evening after I finish my work." Zhang Xinghan smiled and pinched her rosy cheeks.
To be continued...