Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 2642: No Compromise, Only Tolerance

Here, after leaving the Ninth Department, Mr. Chen had just returned to the office when he received a satellite call from Li Rong.

"Comrade Li Rong, are you telling the truth?"

When Mr. Chen received the call, he felt it was a little unreal after listening for a while.

He even stood up from his chair and walked around the room with a satellite phone.

This scene made Secretary Guo's heart beat faster, and he wondered what was going on.

Mr. Chen held the phone in one hand and put the other on his waist, with a look of anticipation on his face.

On the phone, Li Rong seemed to be gloating, and there was some laughter in his voice, "Leader, it's true, it's true."

"Our comrades have confirmed the authenticity of the facts after several confirmations."

"Now, everyone in the alliance knows about it!"

“Those factories that sell pesticides are all from the United States.”

“It can be said that this was an action organized by the United States against the Alliance’s food.”

"There are even malicious intentions to frame others."

Li Rong shared all the information he received and the opinions he analyzed.

Of course, she was also a little scared.

These guys in the United States are such bastards that they actually resorted to such despicable means, the food-cutting scheme.

Too vicious!

terrible!

If all countries act like this, who can sleep peacefully?

Who can develop safely?
The United States is such a fucking bastard!

"Good, good, good!"

Mr. Chen said three good words in a row, and then he opened the window, and the breeze blew towards him, making him feel even more refreshed.

"I'll tell my superiors about this."

"You continue to collect information."

"At the same time, we must pay attention to our physical safety and not make unnecessary sacrifices."

Li Rong's affirmative voice came from the other end of the phone, and Mr. Chen quickly hung up when he saw it.

Then I stood in front of the window looking at the scenery outside, and my mind suddenly became clear.

Now, let’s see what the alliance says.

See if they still have the nerve to ask for compensation.

No, now it's them who should come and ask for help.

At the same time, thinking of the special treatment given by the Ninth Department in this matter, a sneer appeared on Old Chen's lips again.

Some people probably won't be able to sleep after hearing this news.

Then he looked at the satellite phone in his hand, and the busy scene in the workshop flashed through his mind, and he couldn't help feeling resentful.

This child of mine had been wronged, but I had not been able to speak up before for various reasons.

But now...

What a tone!
After thinking for a while, he picked up the phone and dialed.

"Commander, I have something to tell you!"

"Yes, this matter has nothing to do with us. It's all the work of the United States..."

"It's confirmed. The alliance is a mess."

"Um, I think I need to talk about Comrade Yang Xiaotao in the Ninth Department..."

Union, Susco.

Bemet no longer had the energy to get angry.

Even if there are piles of documents on the desk that need to be processed urgently, it won’t work.

"gentlemen!"

Bekogin hesitated for a moment, but finally replied, "We arrested the heads of three pharmaceutical factories."

"According to their account, this batch of medicines was shipped from the United States."

"Their people bribed the two vice presidents of the Agricultural Association and issued a business license."

"He also bribed the technicians from the Pesticide Regulatory Bureau to produce a qualified report..."

"at last…"

boom!
"Alright. What's the point of saying this now?"

Bemet slammed the table, his face cold.

"Do I need to tell you something the entire league knows?"

"Go pick up any newspaper outside right now, and they'll know more than you!"

"What's the use of saying this?"

Bekogin shrank his head, but cursed in his heart.

What does this have to do with him?
He could get whatever he wanted in the kingdom of Hasa.

Now the Khasa country is almost unable to hold on, but who would have thought that such a thing would happen.

Food production in the rear has decreased and military morale at the front is unstable.

As a result, the Hasa State, which had originally been somewhat submissive, not only lost its previous compromise and cowardice, but became even tougher.

The angry Votrovsky, who was in charge of the work, smashed several bottles of his treasured vodka.

Now, Canon, who was in charge of the investigation, has been sent to Siberia, but anyone with a discerning eye knows that this is a disguised form of protection.

But I became the unlucky one, blowing in the cold wind here.

"All offenders must be taken to jail and thoroughly investigated. Uncover the evil tricks behind this."

"Yes!"

"Go!"

Bemet waved his hands, thinking of no other solution.

Now that the alliance is in this state, we should wait for instructions from above.

However, this loss made him feel uncomfortable.

Thinking of this, Bemet stood up from his seat, picked up his hat on the table beside him and walked out the door.

The guards behind him wanted to follow, but Bemet waved his hand to stop them.

"No need to follow me!"

The guards looked at each other and nodded silently.

Bemit quickly left the office building and slipped into an alley. When he came out again, not only had his clothes changed, but he also had a layer of skin on his face, looking like a completely different person.

After walking along the streets of Susco for a while, Bemet came to a cafe, looked around carefully, and then walked in.

It was almost noon and there were quite a few people sitting in the cafe. Bemit looked around and then walked over to sit near the bar.

After a while, the waiter came over and Bemit ordered a cup of classic coffee. Then he picked up the newspaper on the table next to him and saw at a glance that it was about food.

However, he also wanted to see what the tabloid actually said.

Just one glance at it made my blood pressure soar, and I angrily threw the newspaper on the table.

"Hey, this isn't the temper of an elderly person!"

An old voice came from the side. Bemet turned around and saw an old man in a flight suit walking towards him. He then sat down, picked up the coffee on the table, and drank it all in one gulp.

"You should have ordered a whiskey or vodka."

"Of course, there is no Chinese liquor here. It would be better if there was."

The old man smacked his lips as he finished speaking, not even looking at Bemet's expression.

Bemit has long been accustomed to this!

But he couldn't help but sneer in his heart, "Just you? Have you forgotten who got drunk and fell under the table?"

As he spoke, the old man thought of the Chinese man wearing glasses.

The deepest impression left on him at that banquet was one sentence.

Drink first! Fuck them, those bastards are not human.

The old man snorted coldly and replied, "That's a real man!"

"Unlike some people who would just whine."

Bemett looked unhappy after being choked by the old man.

Both of them are important forces in the alliance, but one is in the open and the other is in the dark.

The two environments also resulted in the two people having completely different working styles.

A person who follows the rules when doing things.

One who does things without rules.

When the old man finished his rambling, Bemett said, "There's firing over there!"

The old man sneered at Bemet, "So, you came to me today to persuade me to be patient? Or to continue with your so-called plan?"

Bemet picked up the cup that the old man had drunk up and waved to the waiter.

Soon, a new cup of coffee was placed on the table, and Bemet picked it up and took a sip.

The old man didn't say anything, just looked at the place quietly.

It was not until Bemet finished a cup of coffee and put it down gracefully that the old man could not help but speak, "Hurry up, I have a dance party."

Bemet then spoke up, "They've been too angry lately, they need to cool down."

The old man frowned slightly, with a look of disbelief on his face, "Are you trying to mess with Apollo?"

Bemet nodded slightly, "I know, you must have a way."

"There must be a way, it's just whether it's worth it."

The old man looked serious, his eyes full of caution.

Bemet lowered his head, and when he raised it again, he said solemnly, "The league needs results."

The old man took a deep breath, then stood up and left.

Bemet stayed where he was, continued to pick up the cup, and looked at the remaining liquid inside. "Today's coffee is a bit bitter."

After going out, the old man rode a motorcycle and left quickly.

But after coming out of the alley, he immediately changed his clothes and his face changed.

"This wind is too strong."

As Bemet met the old man, the impact of corn was still fermenting.

in the office.

The burly old man had white hair and was wearing a neatly-dressed suit, but his face looked extremely ugly.

"Nowitzki, we really can't do this?"

The burly old man spoke in a serious tone.

The old man in gray military uniform nodded slightly.

"I consulted some experts, and although I am full of energy,..."

"When we discussed it privately, people were not optimistic."

"Many people even think that we should slow down and not rush for success."

Nowitzki said seriously.

Now, he is the only one who can walk into this office and dare to speak against the old man like this.

The burly old man subconsciously loosened his tie, glanced at the old man in front of him, and then took a deep breath, "I know this is difficult."

"But, we have to consider the stability of the alliance."

"Especially the joke caused by corn, which has made the alliance lose face."

“Now, Hasa is getting tough again.”

"And, what's worse is that the enemy's armored forces actually have Type 91 main battle tanks."

When the burly old man said this, a hint of anger flashed across his face.

After listening to this, Nowitzki opened his mouth, but finally sighed helplessly.

He had also heard of the Type 91 main battle tank.

Originally, he had no impression of China's armored tanks, because most of the other side's tanks were imitations of theirs.

It was not until the appearance of the Type 91 tank that he had the illusion that the world was changing too fast.

Today, the Alliance's main battle tanks are the T-62 and T-64.

The T-64 in particular is the main battle tank that the Alliance is building for the next decade.

However, this tank did not gain any advantage over the Type 91.

The T-64 weighs thirty-eight tons, is equipped with a 125mm smoothbore gun, and has an engine with seven hundred horsepower.

In comparison, the Type 125 main battle tank weighs tons and is also equipped with a mm smoothbore gun, but its engine can actually provide one thousand horsepower.

Although it is heavier than the T-64, it also has greater horsepower.

That is to say, at the same speed, the opponent's armor thickness is thicker than that of the T-64, and the survivability rate on the battlefield will be higher.

In addition, according to information obtained from the Khaza State, the opponent's tanks are also equipped with infrared devices, which can be used for night combat, and are also equipped with automatic loading devices.

And this is the export version. You should know that the exported versions are mostly castrated versions.

But it is this castrated version of the Type 91 tank that has such "gorgeous" data. You can imagine how powerful the original version is.

At the very least, there is no tank in the alliance now that can match it in terms of data.

If this happened on the battlefield, the Alliance might not gain the upper hand.

From this aspect, it can be seen that the other side already has a large number of qualified industries in the development of armored tanks, which is enough to support them to be in the forefront.

Think about that plane again.
Forget it, it’s better not to think about it.

The alliance is still working hard to improve the E226.

But the results are always disappointing.

If the other side increases its numbers, the alliance's advantage will only be lower.

Think about ships again.
Perhaps this is the only thing that can comfort him.

However, the rapid development of the opponent's rockets and missiles has added some concerns to this relief.

After all, future ship battles will be more like a platform for weapons delivery.

As the power of missiles continues to increase, perhaps the old battleships will become iron coffins on the water.

Thinking of this, Nowitzki felt powerless.

"The other party has developed too fast in recent years."

Finally, he uttered a helpless word.

The burly old man sighed as well after hearing this.

“Not only are they growing rapidly, their international influence is also increasing rapidly.”

"Look, these medicines were donated and there was a lot of applause."

As he said this, he placed a document on the table. Nowitzki took a quick look and saw a group of black people standing in the photo.

The title is "Magical Chinese Medicine".

Putting down the report, Nowitzki raised his head and looked at the old man in front of him.

"The momentum has been established!"

The burly old man crossed his arms, his face frosty. Hearing the meaning behind the old man's words, he said coldly, "The alliance will not compromise."

After he finished speaking, he became silent.

After a long while, the old man in military uniform spoke slowly, "That's our revolutionary partner."

"We don't need to compromise with our partners, do we?"

The office became dead silent.

After a long while, the burly old man finally untied his hands, leaned back in his chair, and closed his eyes. “You’re right, that’s our revolutionary partner.”

"Let Votrovsky come back, the league doesn't need much energy there."

"Also, let our people buy some corn and you can add an appropriate price."

"Let's talk about it after this winter."