At ten o'clock the next morning, on the banks of the Alumas River.
According to the agreement, General Modamon sent his chief of general staff and several accompanying officers. Santos also sent his chief of general staff, plus Fei Pingsheng and others, and met again in the previous camp.
, start discussing the specific details of the peace talks.
The atmosphere in the tent was much better than yesterday. Mordeamon's chief of staff stepped in, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "Now that everyone is here, let's get started."
"OK."
The meeting officially began, with representatives from both sides sitting upright, while Modamon's chief of staff took out the prepared terms, with a very serious expression on his face, and said one by one: "In order to achieve win-win cooperation, we have a total of
Put forward three requirements. First, we in the Xinlai region support the old Mexican military government and are willing to accept the leadership of General Santos. However, we must have absolute autonomy, including military sovereignty, administrative sovereignty, and the national culture of the Xinlai region.
Sovereignty. On major political orders, we support the Santos government, but on local administrative orders, we will also have our own set of systems. If the two sides hold different opinions on administrative orders, they must be resolved through consultation, and at the same time they must
Fully respect our opinions."
This first point is already shocking, but the expressions of the people on Santos' side have not changed much.
The other party's chief of general staff took a sip of water and continued: "Second, because our troops are willing to accept the highest-level leadership, the military expenses of the troops should be distributed by the official and military headquarters. The specific amount will be determined by negotiation between the two parties. Second
Third, in terms of supporting the cooperative stance of the Chinese region, our Xinlai region has independent negotiating power, and at the same time, as the second representative of the Lao-Mexico region, we enjoy the same cooperation rights as the Santos government."
After saying that, the other party picked up the water glass and drank again.
The officers on Lao Mo's side gradually became serious and started talking in low voices.
Fei Pingsheng listened on the sidelines and said nothing during the whole process. After listening to these three proposals, he was no longer speechless. He even felt that Modamon was talking a little bit.
If these three things are realized, it will not be as simple as two different administrative systems in one region. If you don't want to pay tribute, you may even want to eat the blood of Santos.
This kind of thing is even more exaggerated than the vassal kings of Pingxi King Wu Sangui. It is completely a country within a country! General Maude Amon can no longer be described as greedy. He just wants to be the emperor in this country within a country!
But it was precisely because the other party made such a ridiculous and outrageous proposal that Fei Pingsheng knew that if Santos could agree to this request, it meant that Modamon would not rebel again.
However, from the perspective of a person in power, this condition of dividing the political power is absolutely unacceptable.
Lao Fei only muttered in his heart without speaking out and continued to remain silent.
The discussion between the government and the army was also quickly completed. Santos' chief of general staff looked at the other party and said solemnly: "We have fully understood your conditions. Now we have to go back and report to the commander-in-chief. But we can
We promise that we will give a final reply to the proposal this afternoon at the latest.”
The other party nodded, stood up and said, "Okay, I hope we can cooperate."
Both parties stood up and shook hands, then left the neutral area and returned to their original places.
…
At around 12 noon, the chief of general staff returned to Santos' office and explained the matter.
After listening, Santos sat at his desk and fell into deep thought.
The Chief of General Staff spoke first and said bluntly: "Your Excellency, this condition is almost impossible to accept. You also know that we are an alliance country. In addition to the old fox Morde Amon, there are also big
Large and small warlords. If they are given such special rights, other warlords are likely to follow suit, and then our country, which was finally established with great difficulty, will fall apart."
Santos still sat there, silent.
The chief of general staff paused, looked at Santos's expression, and continued: "Once this happens, who should we collect taxes from? How many troops will obey our orders? We will become a figurehead.
The puppet government will lose its due dominance. Therefore, this kind of proposal should not be accepted, especially in the current environment. Once such an opening is made, the consequences will be disastrous!"
Santos held his chin, thought for a long time, and said, "Well, when you go back in the afternoon, you agree to their conditions first."
"Commander!" The chief of general staff was very surprised.
"Listen to me." Santos waved his hand, interrupted the chief of general staff, and continued: "However, one thing is non-negotiable. Your reply to the other party, first of all, we can accept your conditions. But, regarding
The issue of independence and sovereignty must wait until the end of the war before it can be announced to the outside world. It is absolutely not possible now. We need to stabilize other troops first, so we must ensure the confidentiality of the negotiations. At the same time, some time ago, with the help of the Chinese District
Next, the 80 million worth of arms we purchased from Bana City are currently being stocked in our 72nd Brigade. I can use them as a gift for this negotiation and give them to General Morde Amon, and tell the other party that this
It’s our sincerity in the negotiations.”
"yes……"
After hearing this, the chief of general staff thought for a long time, finally nodded and left the office.
…
Half an hour later, the Western Expedition Army Headquarters.
Zhao Weihu, Wang Dingyuan, and Fei Pingsheng were sitting in the office, waiting for news.
After a while, the office door was pushed open, and an intelligence officer stepped in, saluted everyone, and then said: "Santos has agreed to the report."
Zhao Weihu was a little surprised: "Agreed?!"
Wang Dingyuan, who was sitting next to him, grinned: "Our little commander finally got the idea."
…
On an unknown island, a man with a plastic surgery face sat in a tent. He took out two photos and handed them to Yuan Biao who was sitting opposite. At the same time, he ordered: "The day after tomorrow, there will be a general attack. These are the main shooting personnel from the upper level, and
Photos of our internal agents. Take a look at them, remember them and burn them."
Yuan Biao took the photo, glanced at it in his hand, and nodded slowly: "I understand, go ahead, I'll prepare it."
"good."
He didn't say anything after plastic surgery, he stood up, opened the door curtain and walked out.
"Didi!"
While Yuan Biao was looking at the photo, the laptop placed on the table next to him suddenly rang twice.
Yuan Biao walked over, opened the private social software he had hung on it, and found that it was a message from Xiaoyan. He hurriedly clicked on it and saw that it was a photo of someone wearing sexy underwear with her thighs exposed.
Yuan Biao was confused at the time and couldn't help but pick at his crotch. His fingers were trembling a little and he didn't know what to say.
"Didi!"
Xiaoyan sent another message: "Are you there?"
At this moment, Yuan Biao's dark heart suddenly felt a ripple.