But of course, despite the turmoil within him, he remained outwardly calm, extending his hand: "I'm in the same regiment as Captain Chen."
Chen Rou shook hands with him: "You mean my cousin? By the way, what's your surname?"
Battalion Commander Zhao finally shook hands with his idol and smiled, saying, "My surname is Zhao, and my given name is Yue."
Chen Rou asked, "Which school did you attend?"
Battalion Commander Zhao said, "National Defense University."
Chen Rou laughed and said, "I thought it was Shi Lu Zhi."
Battalion Commander Zhao was stunned for a moment. Shijiazhuang Army Command School, abbreviated as Shiluzhi, she actually knew that?
He noticed it; sure enough, she had calluses on her palms, clearly from practicing with knives and guns.
Moreover, he used too much force, gripping her a bit too tightly, but she didn't cry out in pain. Instead, she subconsciously resisted, squeezing him back. The strength in her hand was immediately apparent, but of course, they were just getting to know each other and couldn't say anything.
Ten minutes are up, and there's another fight to come. Rolling up his sleeves, Zhao Yue is heading to the battlefield.
But Battalion Commander Zhao, holding Chen Rou's hand, hesitated, as if he wanted to say something, when suddenly a cough sounded behind him.
He looked back, immediately let go, straightened his chest, raised his head, and stood against the wall.
It was Yue Zhongqi who arrived. He had almost squinted his eyes into cross-eyed just now while praising this junior.
But he was, after all, a senior and a superior. As he passed by Battalion Commander Zhao, he acted very fierce and authoritative.
As he passed by, his eyes narrowed, his gaze seeming to say: You are the worst person I have ever seen.
Battalion Commander Zhao stood at attention obediently until his senior said, "Aren't you going back to work?"
He then turned around and went back to doing his own thing.
Yue Zhongqi came over to wash his hands, then immediately grinned, "I'm curious how he's going to argue in the second half."
At this moment, Sir Ding came out and rushed forward to help the old man back to his seat. There were still three minutes left. Colonel Lange and his gang were secretly plotting and had not yet come out. Yue Zhongqi, being a friendly person, started chatting with Sir Ding and the Chief Justice.
As they were talking, the door to the small dark room opened, and Colonel Rango came out. Only then did he return to his seat.
This time, after careful consideration, Colonel Lango decided to compromise again and agree to Battalion Commander Zhao's request for the handover.
Of course, he only agreed to it initially; the actual handover would have to wait until the very last moment.
However, just as he agreed and was about to return to the topic of the picture, Battalion Commander Zhao picked up the documents on the table, walked over, opened the documents, took out a pen, and started typing on the documents one by one.
While tapping him, he said, "Based on the 1995 version of the treaty reached two years ago, I have made some minor modifications. It won't take too long. Right now, let's check it together. We'll put aside what you think is meaningful for now, and proceed with the rest according to the original treaty. Our people are already waiting outside and will be able to enter soon."
He did have the English version of the document, but the print was very small. Colonel Rango's eyesight was deteriorating, and he needed to wear glasses to see it clearly. But that wasn't a problem; Lieutenant Colonel Vali handed him the glasses, and he could read them after putting them on.
Of course, he was already very angry by then.
He was already exhausted from the Tamar incident and his mental state was not good.
From the beginning, they were prepared to negotiate peacefully, but Battalion Commander Zhao was all about force from the start. He cheated and framed others, forcing Colonel Lango to resort to violence. As a result, Battalion Commander Zhao was like pulling out a machine gun.
After calming down and discussing things in the small dark room, Colonel Rango appeared as if carrying a machine gun.
He thought that this would allow for a fair back-and-forth battle, but it didn't.
Battalion Commander Zhao smiled slightly; what he was setting up was a rocket launcher.
He anticipated Colonel Rango's concession, but still didn't intend to accept it, instead jumping to the higher-ups.
Colonel Lango still wanted to negotiate, but Battalion Commander Zhao was already prepared to hand over the reins. Moreover, the densely packed list contained not only marine survey information, but also all their maritime records, radar records, and all the air force flight reports. Was he there to negotiate? No, he was simply robbing people.
Even Colonel Rango couldn't sit still anymore. He slammed his fist on the table, stood up, and unleashed a torrent of profanities.
Then he said, "No, without a handover, we can no longer negotiate. Today's matter is over!"
But the Chief Justice was displeased with his actions, since the situation at Tamar was far more serious than what happened today.
If Colonel Rango doesn't handle the current situation well, the two issues combined will only put the British in a more passive position.
So he kept coughing and gave Colonel Rango a look, signaling him to sit down and continue the conversation.
Chen Rou roughly understood Battalion Commander Zhao's strategy. He initially made many excessive demands, making things difficult for the time being, but he would eventually make concessions when necessary, and would cross out anything that was truly unacceptable.
Of course, this was a test of Colonel Rango's bottom line, one step at a time, in order to gain more.
During the negotiations on the treaty, the handover process naturally followed.
By the time Colonel Rango realized what was happening, the mainland military had already begun to move in and take over his area. But by then, he couldn't stop them; he was in complete defeat.
As for the mysterious gift the KGB gave them, they will eventually get it, but at a heavy price.
They fought a brilliant battle, and in front of their superiors and their idol.
Battalion Commander Zhao had a serious expression, but he couldn't suppress the urge to smile.
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