Chapter 1190: They talk about theirs, we fight ours
Compared to negotiating with the Russian bear, it was much easier for Orb to face the little mustache.
As soon as the mustache came in, Orb asked him to join the joint fleet, and his attitude was very tough.
But the man with a mustache had already received orders from home and refused to agree, saying that his family had no boat. He also sounded aggrieved, saying that he had been severely punished in recent years and had no money.
Orb was really angry, but there was nothing she could do about the little mustache, because the little mustache was telling the truth. She couldn't ask the little mustache to just pull a fishing boat over and pretend it was a warship, right?
It's not enough to just make up the numbers like that.
As for the economy, Orb asked the mustache guy to impose sanctions, and the mustache guy agreed readily and very quickly.
Surprised, Orb thought back and understood why the mustache guy agreed so quickly, because there was not much room for cooperation between Jiaoben Chicken and Dongda.
Originally there was another automobile company invested by Toyota, but later due to the intervention of American capital, the cooperation between Toyota and FAW almost stopped.
In other words, the mustache man's promise was empty.
Orb sent the mustache man away, reported it with a headache, and suggested that it was not realistic to sanction the University of Tokyo.
Xiao Ke couldn't move the capital either, so he could only ask Orb to continue discussing the economic matters. The more people he could have, the better, but he wouldn't force it.
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Prince Island.
While the negotiations on the other side of the ocean were going on in a hectic manner, Zeng Wangcai and his friends were very relaxed.
After Chen Hong's main force left, only a small number of people were left at the command center to provide technical support and security protection. The rest of the troops were scattered on Wangye Island, each going to their respective posts on standby.
Later, more troops will land on the island, and more personnel will begin to build the island, turning most of Wangye Island into a frontier military island.
The troops left, the kitchen staff left too, and Zeng Wangcai began to be self-sufficient.
The door of the technical room was open, and Zeng Wangcai set up a tent outside, which served as a base for making fire and cooking.
Zeng Wangcai got up early in the morning and went to the duty station to check the news summary. He found that no major incidents had occurred. The fleet was still strolling on the sea, and the only result was shooting down a few planes.
The only difference is that an aircraft carrier formation that was confronting the United States came over and quietly replaced another aircraft carrier formation.
Zeng Wangcai admired the commander-in-chief's courage and wisdom for daring to rotate at this critical juncture.
"Grandpa, stop looking, it's time to eat!" Zeng Wangcai prepared breakfast and went in to call for help.
The three old men all came from a military background. It was amazing that they could still encounter such a scene after retiring for many years, so they were all very excited. Even if they could not command the battle, they would keep an eye on the progress all the time.
It was very hot and there was wind under the tent, which made it a little cooler than inside the technical room.
The three old men were called out by Zeng Wangcai and sat down to eat.
"Grandpa, the fighting has been going on for two days. What are the higher-ups planning to do?" Zeng Wangcai asked while holding a piece of dough.
Because of the special nature of this outside point, the three old men would basically contact their superiors once a day. On one hand, they would report the intelligence collected from Zeng Wangcai at this point, and on the other hand, they would bring the movements from above and tell Zeng Wangcai.
This side cannot be said to be in command, at most it is a think tank, and Zeng Wangcai has become a think tank by now.
"The Americans are still talking!" Liu Yong said after taking a sip of porridge, "But they are talking about theirs, and we are fighting ours. If the Americans don't come down, we will focus on fighting the British. What a great training opportunity. Did you notice that our pilots achieved much more results yesterday?"
Zeng Wangcai nodded. It must be admitted that actual combat is the best training for soldiers.
He understood the core policy from above, which was to attack the British country first. After all, this was a war instigated by Jiang Dao. As for how long the war would end, that depended on whether the British country would admit defeat. If not, then they would keep fighting and training the troops.
"I think a head-on conflict between us and the Americans is inevitable!" Zeng Wangcai finished his biscuit in a few bites, his expression serious. "Da Mao and Xiao Ye called me personally and said that the Americans were lobbying them to remain neutral, to sanction us, not to play with us, and not to do business with us."
“Huh?” Yang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows. “They’re so nosy. They also control who I do business with. There’s no law…”
“Hey, hey, hey!” Liu Yong wiped his face, wiped off the corn residue that Yang Mingyuan had thrown at him in excitement, and ate it. He said unhappily, “It’s been so many years, and you still won’t change your temper. When will the international situation become polite? Let Wangcai finish what he has to say.”
"Let me continue!" Zeng Wangcai likes the three old men more and more. The old and the young are so funny. "The American demands have been fought back by the Russians. Just kidding. We are not close friends with the Russians now. That is meaningless. But we are definitely their rich masters. Sanctioning us is crazy... Without us, who will they sell their products to?"
"That makes sense!" Liu Yong nodded in agreement.
"I'm thinking about it now." Su Ming frowned, a little worried. "Our equipment should be almost good enough so we are not afraid of anyone, but our soldiers are not good enough. If we really fight with the Americans, we can't say what the result will be. The Americans have not been idle in recent years. Intelligence shows that they have developed radars and some secret weapons."
"What a bullshit secret weapon. I know this!" Zeng Wangcai said disdainfully. "The so-called secret weapon is a newly developed missile. It is now mainly deployed on their destroyers. It has a long range and high speed. There are also other developments, such as radar fire control, but it's okay. It's all within the controllable range."
"You know this too?" Liu Yong was shocked. "Why haven't I heard you tell me this before?"
"Haha, we have someone in the U.S., I just found out about this too, and I haven't gotten the relevant parameters yet."
"This is very important. Once you get it, report it immediately."
"Okay, I can't forget it."
Both sides were spying, this was the intelligence work before the war.
There must be spies on our side, and Zeng Wangcai has also made arrangements.
The combination of Eubenhavn and Yellen, who has not been exposed, is enough to obtain important intelligence.
The most important person here is Yellen, the first person from the American consortium to join Zeng Wangcai's team. After many years of development, she has developed many companies privately.
Among these companies, some are involved in the military industry with the support of Zeng Wangcai.
Similarly, Mason, who is developing in the UK, is also a thorn in Zeng Wangcai's side.
The four of them were chatting about the situation and concerned about what was happening inside, but unexpectedly, they received a call from Sijiucheng, looking for Liu Yong.
Liu Yong went in to answer the phone and didn't come out until more than ten minutes later.
"The hammer has fallen!" Liu Yong did not rest after coming out, and directly told the content of the call, "The negotiations with the Americans have come to an end, and the situation should be unfavorable to us. They sent us a message through the chicken bowl, hoping that we would sit down and talk with them."
"Talk? Talk again?" Zeng Wangcai laughed, "Their allies are almost beaten into pig heads, what are they talking to us about?"
Zeng Wangcai suddenly recalled a long-lasting conflict in later life, in which Da Mao beat Er Mao, and it turned out that Da Mao hooked up with the American, and Er Mao had sex at the dinner table.
Could it be that this time they want to invite the British to the dinner table?