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Chapter 29 Peace Talks

Chen Zikun was not surprised when he learned about the purpose of King Yuhu. The US military won consecutive battles on the Pacific battlefield, and the Allied Commander General MacArthur was about to recover the Philippines. The Japanese were like grasshoppers in the autumn, and they had been there for a few days.

But he was quite surprised that since the 918 Incident, the Sino-Japanese War has lasted for more than ten years, and it can be said that it is a bloody hatred. What kind of strange heads did the Japanese actually come to negotiate when China faces victory, and do they think others are fools?

He still politely received the King Yuhuo. The two countries had no choice but to kill the envoys. Moreover, the two sides had many private exchanges and each had their own needs, so they naturally had to treat each other with courtesy.

In the living room, the four-leaf ceiling fan was rotating slowly, and the air was humid and stuffy. Chen Zikun said, "Mr. Yu, I believe this trip to Chongqing is not your intention."

The King of Imperials said: "Why did you say this? It is my duty and honor to serve the empire."

Chen Zikun said: "I think you are a smart person and you have done stupid things no matter how you do it. Don't you think it's too late to have a peace talk?"

A confident smile appeared on King Yuhu's face: "Everyone said that you are extremely wise, but I can't see you."

"Oh, how do you say this?"

"How much do you know about the current situation?"

"Haha, basically everything is in my control." This is not something Chen Zikun brags about. He can access the highest level of information between China and the United States, and is incomparable to those ordinary people who can only obtain information from newspapers and radio.

King Yusu sneered: "Is that so? Then you know that the No. 1 Battle still won a great victory when you got information in advance. The Imperial Army conquered Zhengzhou and Changsha, destroyed the US military airport in Jiangxi, and hundreds of thousands of teams fled in sight and poured into a thousand miles. With such combat power, I have the capital for peace talks."

Chen Zikun said: "Do you think it's the battle between Henan, Xiang and Guizhou? Our generals are very smart. They know that you have exhausted your energy and deliberately lure the enemy into depth and preserve your strength. You still claim to be China Unicom. Do you don't understand this at all?"

King Yusu was speechless. Chen Zikun said this, which was really shameless. He was so insolent that he lowered his head and smoked hard. After a while, his face calmed down and said, "So you know that Japan is still vital, and the local area can also produce tanks, aircraft, cannons, and oil fields in Southeast Asia produce rich oil and rubber. The mainland has sufficient food and soldiers. If you are willing to continue fighting, we can also accompany you, but you will suffer in the end."

Chen Zikun said: "You are right. Japan has occupied a lot of territory over the years and has made a lot of good things. But unfortunately, you are an island country. It's good. Your resources are still rich. But what do you use to transport? American warships and planes are everywhere in the Pacific Ocean, and submarines are almost moving into Tokyo Bay. They have no sea transportation capacity. The resources are just to draw cakes to fill their hunger. Monkeys are catching the moon. It looks good and they can't eat them."

King Yusu held it in for a while, suddenly stood up, full of disdain: "Your Excellency, I have to remind you that the Japanese Navy Combined Fleet is not as unbearable as you said. We can defend the Pacific Ocean and expel American ghosts."

"Oh, what are you going to expel and take the Oriental Knife?"

"Your Excellency, please pay attention to your words. Although it is related to military secrets, I have to say at this moment that the Joint Fleet has two super battleships, with a full load displacement of 72,800 tons, nine 460mm cannons, four meters of armor, and no torpedoes or bombs to break through, and they cannot be sunk. It is unmatched at sea. With Yamato Musashi, why are you afraid of the Mi army?"

King Yusu said these words passionately, with a much more imposing momentum, but Chen Zikun just shook his head and held him back in one sentence: "Do you have enough fuel?"

Seeing that King Yuhun's face turned pale, Chen Zikun said again: "The tonnage of the Yamato is large enough, which really shocked me. If you guessed correctly, such a huge warship should use a steam turbine that burns heavy oil, with a range of at least a few thousand tons of fuel at a time. Now that the shipping is out of stock, where can you find oil? You can't change to burn coal balls and firewood."

After a while of silence, King Yu said: "We will not talk about the navy's issues for the time being. Do you know that there are 800,000 elite Kanto troops in Manchuria. Manchuria has abundant resources and enough coal, steel and grain. The military system can fully meet the needs. If necessary, Japan will give up its homeland and move its capital to Manchuria, and continue to fight. With the ability of your army, it is afraid that it will not be able to recover Manchuria in a hundred years. Don't expect the Americans, so they will not fight for China."

Chen Zikun said: "Yusang, Russia was defeated in the Russo-Japanese War that year, and the Russians remembered this revenge of arrows. Yes, the Americans would not participate in the war, but the Russians would. As long as they ended the European war, they would immediately move to Manchuria. Do the Kwantung Army remember Nomenhan?"

King Yusu changed his expression: "Your Excellency means he is unwilling to negotiate."

Chen Zikun said: "You started the war, and now you are the ones who say they don't fight. It's against others' lack of sincerity. The logic of you Japanese is really hard to understand."

King Yusu knew that it was impossible to explain today, so he sighed: "Indeed, I know that it is difficult to reach peace, but for the sake of the people of Japan and China, please do your best to take care of it. Thank you."

Chen Zikun said a few perfunctory words and sent King Yusu, leaving Yan Qingyu to have dinner at home. Before leaving, King Yusu looked at Yan Qingyu meaningfully, as if he was explaining something.

Sure enough, Yan Qingyu said at the dinner table: "Brother-in-law, Yusang is also using money to do things for others. The new prime minister has just come to power, so he has to come up with some results. Besides, Koikikuro and Yusang's father are very friendly, so you have to help you with this."

Chen Zikun said leisurely: "Since you have to ask for peace, you have to take out some real money."

Yan Qingyu said: "No problem. As long as you can get the thread, you can talk about the money and you can just want gold bars and US dollars."

Chen Zikun was both angry and funny: "You are stupid as an official in the Wang government. The real money I said is not money, but the price of peace talks. Do you know the Japanese bottom line?"

Yan Qingyu suddenly realized and thought for a while and said, "To be honest, the Japanese are confused. Koi Iso Kyoshi is a reserve general, his connections and prestige are not as good as Hideki Tojo. He was just a matter of emergency and contributing to the stage. The opinions of the top Japanese leaders are not unified, but based on my understanding of them, we can basically guess their bottom line, that is, to abolish the Nanjing pseudo-government, restore it to the state of 1937, maintain the existence of Manchukuo, and North China serve as a buffer zone."

Chen Zikun sneered: "Just this, I don't spit out the four eastern provinces, Taiwan, North Korea, and Ryukyu, and I want to negotiate. It's a dream. I doubt whether your Japanese senior officials are in their heads."

Yan Qingyu hurriedly said, "It's them, they, the Japanese senior officials, are indeed full of shit in their minds, and they are not adulterated at all. But then again, what King Yuhu said is still a bit reasonable. Although the Japanese were defeated in the Pacific battlefield, they did not suffer much defeat on the Chinese battlefield. If they want to completely eliminate them, they have to consume a lot of manpower and material resources. Why bother?"

Chen Zikun said: "Eliminate evil and then you will suffer endless troubles. Japan's only way is to surrender unconditionally. Of course, the dust has not yet been settled. You can give King Yu a face and refuse him without saying a word."

Yan Qingyu said, "I know what I know."

...

At this moment, King Yusu was standing on the balcony of Chongqing Central Hotel and looked at the stars. He felt extremely lonely. He had a few years ago when he was in Hong Kong. The Japanese side was proud and had the opportunity. Now the feng shui changed, and it was the Japanese side to bet on peace. If he had known that if he had to do it today, the staff in the base camp were really not enough to make a fortune. He was not satisfied with occupying North Korea and Taiwan, and he had to take Manchuria. It was not enough to take Manchuria, and he also wanted to North China. In the end, he would be in vain.

The Yu family is a hereditary nobleman, no better than those short-sighted soldiers from grassroots class. His viscount father is far-sighted and has seen what happened five years and ten years later. Japan has lost this war. In order not to be completely suppressed by China in East Asia in the future, the top leaders launched Operation No. 1. The purpose is not to open up the mainland's transportation line, but to use the last breath to weaken the strength of the Kuomintang, so that the gap between the Kuomintang and the Communist Party is not that big. In this way, after the victory, China will fall into a protracted civil war, and have no time to look east and leave Japan with time to breathe.

Chongqing is pitch black under the night sky, the war is still going on, and the curfew has not been lifted. Occasionally, a large car is passing by, and the bright lampposts cut through the night sky. They are all big figures who are either rich or noble, and they can ignore the curfew order. Chongqing is the same as Shanghai.

A Chevrolet was parked downstairs of the hotel. The door opened. Yan Qingyu came down. His steps were a little sluggish, but he was in good spirits. He threw a stack of money to the driver and sang a small song and came up with a twist.

King Yuhu shook his head helplessly. He had known Yan Qingyu's background for a long time. This guy was a three-sided spy and worked for the Japanese in Chongqing and were at ease and enjoyable. He had made a lot of money. According to the plan, such dangerous elements were going to be executed secretly, but things went against their wishes. Japan was on the verge of defeat. Yan Qingyu's role was getting bigger and bigger. Who told his brother-in-law to be Chen Zikun's.

Just as he was thinking, Yan Qingyu entered the room with a smell of alcohol, sat on the sofa, shook his head and said, "I'm so thirsty when I drink high."

Seeing that King Yuhun was still moving, he called out directly: "Yusang, please pour me a glass of water, thank you."

King Yuzu suppressed his anger and poured him a glass of water to bring it over. Yan Qingyu did not drink it, held a cigarette in his mouth and twisted his fingers.

King Yusu took a deep breath, wiped the match and lit a cigarette for him, and asked, "How is the conversation?"

Yan Qingyu spit out a smoke ring and looked at the ceiling and said, "My brother-in-law said that it can promote peace talks, and even help Japan and the United States to get online. These are all trivial matters."

"Oh." King Yusu looked very interested, "Can you contact the United States?"

"It's just a gossip. You know, my brother-in-law is deeply appreciated by President Roosevelt. He is an old friend of Stilwell for more than 20 years. He has a teacher-student relationship with MacArthur, and has a life-long friendship with Eisenhower. He personally led his troops to capture Normandy. Is there anything he can't do?" Yan Qingyu sucked the clouds and blew away, pointing to his shoulders and said:

"Here, give the hammer."

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