Wind Rises in Dragon City

At ten o'clock the next morning, on the banks of the Aromas.

According to the agreement, General Mod Amon sent his chief of staff and several accompanying officers. Santos also sent his chief of staff, together with Fei Pingsheng and others, to meet again in the previous camp and start discussing the details of the peace talks.

The atmosphere in the tent was much better than yesterday. The chief of staff of Morde Amon intervened, glanced at everyone, and said slowly: "Since everyone is here, let's start."

"OK."

The meeting officially started, the representatives of both parties sat in a tight position, and the chief of staff on Mod Amon's side took out the prepared terms, with a very serious expression, and said one by one: "In order to achieve a win-win cooperation, our total Put forward three requirements. First of all, our Xinlai area supports the old Mexican military government and is willing to accept the leadership of General Santos. However, we must have absolute autonomy, including military sovereignty, administrative sovereignty, and the national culture of Xinlai area Sovereignty. On major government orders, we support the Santos government, but on local administrative orders, we will also have our own set of systems. If the two parties hold different opinions on administrative orders, they must be resolved through negotiation, and at the same time must Fully respect our opinion."

The first one was already amazing, but the faces of the people on Santos' side didn't change much.

The chief of the other party's general staff took a sip of water and continued: "Second, since our troops are willing to accept the leadership of the highest level, the military expenses of the troops should be distributed by the military headquarters. The specific amount should be determined through negotiation between the two parties. Third, in terms of supporting the cooperative position 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 speaking, the other party picked up the water glass and drank water again.

The officers on the side of the old Mo officer army gradually became serious and began to discuss in low voices.

Fei Pingsheng was listening on the sidelines and did not speak the whole time. After listening to these three proposals, he was no longer speechless, and even felt that Morde Amon was a little dreamy.

If these three items 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 will even eat Santos' blood instead.

This kind of thing is even more exaggerated than those vassal kings like Pingxi Wang Wu Sangui back then. It is completely a country within a country! General Mord Amon can no longer be described as greedy, he just wants to be emperor in this country within a country!

But it was precisely because the other party made such an absurd and outrageous proposal, Fei Pingsheng knew that if Santos could agree to such a request, it meant that Mod Amon would not rebel again.

However, from the point of view of a ruler, such conditions for splitting the regime are absolutely unacceptable.

Lao Fei only murmured in his heart, did not speak out, and continued to keep silent.

The discussion on the official side was also quickly completed. The chief of staff of Santos looked at the other party and said solemnly: "We have fully understood your conditions. Now we have to go back and report to His Excellency the Chief. But we can Commitment, no later than this afternoon, will give a final answer to the proposal."

The other party nodded, got up and said, "Okay, I hope we can cooperate."

The two parties got up and shook hands one after another, then left the neutral area and returned to their original places.

…

At around twelve noon, the chief of staff returned to Santos' office and explained the matter.

After listening, Santos sat at his desk and fell into deep thought.

The chief of the general staff spoke first, and said bluntly: "Your Excellency, this kind of condition is almost impossible to accept. You also know that we are an alliance country. Apart from the old fox Maude Amon, there are big Big and small warlords. If they are given this special right, other warlords are likely to follow suit, and then our country, which has been built with great difficulty, will be torn apart?"

Santos still sat there, silent.

The chief of 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 opened, the consequences will be disastrous!"

Santo rested his chin, thought for a long time, and said, "Well, when you go back in the afternoon, you first agree to their conditions."

"Chief!" The chief of staff was very surprised.

"Listen to me." Santos waved his hand, interrupted the chief of staff, and continued: "However, there is one thing that is not negotiable. If you reply to the other side in this way, first of all, we can accept your conditions. But, about 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 must first stabilize other troops, so we must ensure the confidentiality of the negotiations. At the same time, some time ago, the assistance in China Next, the 80 million worth of arms we purchased from Pana City are currently being hoarded in our 72nd Brigade. I can take them as a gift for this negotiation and give them to General Mod Amon, and tell the other party that this It is our sincerity shown in the negotiation.”

"yes…"

After listening to the chief of staff, he thought for a long time, finally nodded and left the office.

…

Half an hour later, the Western Expeditionary Army Headquarters.

Zhao Weihu, Wang Dingyuan, and Fei Pingsheng were sitting in the office, waiting for news.

After a while, the door of the office was pushed open, and an intelligence officer stepped in, saluted everyone, and said, "Report, Santos has agreed."

Zhao Weihu was a little surprised: "Agreed?!"

Wang Dingyuan, who was sitting beside him, grinned: "Our little commander, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com has finally come to his senses."

…

On an unknown small island, sitting in a tent with plastic surgery face, he took out two photos, handed them to Yuan Biao who was sitting opposite, and at the same time ordered: "The general attack the day after tomorrow, this is the main shooter at the upper level, and A photo of our internal response personnel. You look at it, remember and burn the photo later.”

Yuan Biao took the photo, glanced at it in his hand, and nodded slowly: "I see, you go, I will prepare."

"it is good."

The cosmetic face didn't say anything, got up and opened the curtain and went out.

"Didi!"

When Yuan Biao was looking at the photos, the laptop on the table next to him suddenly rang twice.

Yuan Biao walked over, opened his personal social software, and found that it was a message from Xiaoyan. He hastily clicked on it, and it was a photo in **** underwear with thighs exposed.

Yuan Biao was in a daze at the time, couldn't help picking his crotch, his fingers were trembling, and he didn't know what to reply for a while.

"Didi!"

Xiaoyan sent another message: "Are you there?"

At this moment, a ripple suddenly appeared in Yuan Biao's dark heart.