Ilyich Trotsky paused for a moment, then immediately pressed, "What are the conditions?"
"First, I'll give you a T-34/85 medium tank, a Katyusha rocket launcher, and the corresponding blueprints, plus a hundred U-boats."
"Secondly, regarding personnel, your unit has a firearms expert named Mikhail Timofeyevich Kalashnikov. Lend him to our Democratic League for ten years, and I will give him five hundred Tiger tanks."
"Third, as for the final four thousand heavy cannons and five aircraft carriers, you'd better convert them into grain, minerals, oil, medicine, and so on..."
"How about it?"
One T-34/85 medium tank and one Katyusha rocket launcher are easy to obtain; dozens of them would be no problem. However, the blueprint is a bit more difficult, as it is a state secret, and Ilyich Trotsky dares not agree rashly.
The firearms expert, Khair Timofeyevich Kalashnikov, could also be provided, though it seems that this man is now just an ordinary firearms expert and not of much use.
I don't know what got into the head of the China Democratic League. Why would he need such an ordinary firearms expert?
They should trade it for 500 Tiger tanks.
There were no problems with the last supplies of food, minerals, oil, medicine, etc.
Seeing that Ilyich Trotsky hesitated, Lin Feng continued, "General Trotsky, if you feel that the items are insufficient, you can consult with your Premier Stalin before making a decision. I'm not in a hurry. Anyway, I have plenty of time, and we can talk slowly."
Upon hearing this, Ilyich Trotsky breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "I understand, thank you, Chairman. I will consult with Premier Stalin and get back to you as soon as possible."
Lin Feng nodded. "Okay, but don't drag it out too long."
"no problem!"
"Then, I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
"Hehehe... It's a pleasure doing business with you!"
Two days later, Ilyich Trotsky returned with the agreement signed by Premier Stalin, and he personally delivered the document to Lin Feng.
After reviewing the agreement, Lin Feng said with satisfaction, "Very good, General Trotsky, we are now strategic partners, right? To express our friendship, I would like to invite you to dinner. Would you be willing to join me?"
"Of course, I am honored to accept your invitation, Mr. Chairman. It is my honor to receive your invitation, and I hope I will not be impolite."
"No, no, I think it's more beneficial for us to strengthen our relationship by eating and chatting at the same time."
...
Night falls and the city lights come on.
Inside the luxurious penthouse suite on the top floor of the "Forbidden City" five-star hotel in Laizhou.
Lin Feng picked up his wine glass, swirled it gently, put it down, and smiled slightly. "General Trotsky, I've signed the agreement. Take a look."
Chen Sanyuan handed the signed agreement to Ilyich Trotsky, who carefully checked it and then passed it to Lin Feng. Trotsky then raised his glass and toasted Lin Feng, saying, "Mr. Chairman, thank you for your support and help. I'd like to propose a toast to you."
"You're too kind, General Trotsky. There was no conflict of interest in these matters, and it was a win-win situation, so there's no need for thanks. I should be thanking you."
After clinking glasses, they each took a sip of red wine, then looked at each other and smiled, everything understood without a word.
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Around 9:30 the next day, Lin Feng woke up from his dream, his head still feeling a little dizzy when he opened his eyes.
He sat up, rubbed his temples, and gently pressed his fingers against his temples to clear his head for a moment. Then he dressed and went into the bathroom to wash up.
After having a quick breakfast, I went to the headquarters of the China Democratic League.
As soon as I entered the office, I saw Chen Sanyuan talking to a man with a high nose, deep-set eyes, blond hair, blue eyes, and a full beard. Two translators were standing next to him.
"who is he?"
Lin Feng stepped forward and asked.
Chen Sanyuan quickly introduced, "Chairman, this is the person we need to meet today, Maxim Rothschild."
"Maxim Rothschild?"
People from the Rothschild family?
Jewish people?
He sized up the blond, blue-eyed man in front of him. The man was tall and slender with a bronze complexion and well-defined features. Although his skin was dark, it looked very healthy.
What is particularly striking is that this person has a thick, lush head of curly hair, like dense weeds on a small hillside.
"Mr. Chairman, hello, I am Maxim Rothschild." Maxim Rothschild smiled and extended his right arm to shake hands with Lin Feng.
"Oh, hello, are you a Jewish person?" Lin Feng asked curiously.
“Yes, I am a Jewish,” Maxim Rothschild answered affirmatively.
“Since they are Jewish, then there’s no problem. Sanyuan, see them out.”
"We do not welcome Jewish people here."
Chen Sanyuan said coldly, "Please leave."
Upon hearing this, Maxim Rothschild's lips twitched twice, then his smile faded, and he said in a flat tone, "Excuse me, esteemed Chairman, we don't seem to have any conflict with the National League. Why do you have a prejudice against Jews?"
"I have no prejudice. I just dislike the Tayyis because they are a bunch of despicable and shameless thieves!"
"you!"
Upon hearing this, Maxim Rothschild's expression changed instantly, and he stared sharply at Lin Feng.
Lin Feng frowned and glanced at Maxim Rothschild: "Maxim, watch your attitude. You are Jewish, but that doesn't mean you can act recklessly in the southeastern peninsula."
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