Bright Sword: Construction starts from southeastern Shanxi

July 8, Changzhi.

At this time, the atmosphere in the military district headquarters was somewhat tense.

Bogomolov's face was filled with displeasure, and he complained anxiously to Zeng Jiwen, who was leisurely sitting in a chair drinking water:

"Zeng~ You've already broken your promise! How long are you going to delay this?"

His expression revealed impatience and anxiety.

A year ago, the two sides reached an agreement, with Zeng Jiwen promising to launch a large-scale military operation against Japanese troops in North China at the beginning of this year.

This was to attract the Kwantung Army in the Northeast to come south for reinforcements.

However, to Bogomolov's surprise, Zeng Jiwen had repeatedly prevaricated since the beginning of the year, delaying the operation each time on the grounds that the troops had not yet been fully equipped and trained.

Now, the war situation in Western Europe has changed suddenly and the situation has become increasingly urgent.

Last month, Delin swept through the British and French forces, forcing France to sign a humiliating treaty, and the entire war on the Western Front was completely over.

As for the next step, no one can predict whether the mustache man’s gaze will turn to the East.

But Moscow in the north has begun to make intensive defensive deployments to deal with the possible eastward advance of the mustache.

At this time, the situation in the Far East was not optimistic either - the Kwantung Army had heavily concentrated its forces in the Northeast and was frequently mobilizing its forces.

For Moscow, if the little mustache reached some kind of tacit understanding with the Japanese army and attacked them from both the east and west fronts, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Moscow could no longer sit still when it thought of the Japanese army's crazy offensive on the Eastern Front last year.

So the man in Moscow sent a telegram directly to Bogomolov, asking him to go to Shanxi in person.

Zeng Jiwen was given an ultimatum - either act quickly or Moscow would reconsider its Far East strategy and might even make peace with the Japanese army.

This is a showdown-style negotiation, and Moscow no longer has the patience to wait.

Therefore, as soon as Bogomolov arrived in Changzhi, he went straight to the point.

Hearing Bogomolov's complaint, Zeng Jiwen put down his water cup and looked at him calmly, but he already understood in his heart that the man from the north was really anxious.

Otherwise, given Bogomolov's character, he would not have made this trip in person.

He slowly stood up, patted Bogmolov on the shoulder, and said in a gentle and soothing tone: "Mr. Bogmolov, please don't be anxious. Sit down and listen to me."

Bogomolov frowned, and although he was extremely anxious, he suppressed his emotions, sat back in his chair with a sullen face, and motioned him to continue.

Zeng Jiwen smiled slightly and said leisurely:

“Actually, I didn’t mean to delay.

I have already explained the reasons clearly before.

Our troops have just finished re-equipping, and the soldiers' training hasn't reached its peak yet. I can't just let a group of people who haven't been well-coordinated rush into the battlefield, right? "

Bogomolov interrupted him impatiently:

"Stop using these excuses on me!

ever!"

He stared at Zeng Jiwen with sharp eyes and said word by word:

"What on earth are you thinking?

We have provided you with a lot of support this year.

Even a farmer with a hoe should have learned this by now after training!

Zeng, we are comrades and will not be deceived!

If you do not take action, not only will your aid be cut, but even Moscow's Far East strategy may undergo major adjustments!"

As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the headquarters instantly became solemn.

Zeng Jiwen's face darkened when he heard Molov's almost warning words.

Of course he knew that what the other party brought this time was not just urging, but also Moscow's bottom line.

If we delay any longer, I'm afraid they will really make peace with the Japanese army for strategic interests.

After all, they did do this in the original time and space.

Thinking of this, Zeng Jiwen already had a plan in mind.

He changed his sitting position, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said slowly:

"Mr. Molov, do you think my previous reasons are invalid?

But you also know the current situation of our Eighth Route Army.

Our division is the only one capable of launching a large-scale campaign.

And the assistance you provide is basically equipped in the troops of my division.

I must ensure that the soldiers are adequately trained and have sufficient combat effectiveness, otherwise, if we continue this battle, it will only backfire."

Bogomolov frowned and was about to open his mouth to refute, but Zeng Jiwen continued:

"However, I also understand your anxiety. After all, the situation is changing rapidly, and I can't keep delaying.

But now, things are turning around.”

"Transfer?"

Bogomolov's expression changed slightly, and he asked hurriedly:

"Zeng, are you saying that you have finally decided to take action?"

There was a hint of excitement in his tone that he couldn't hide.

However, Zeng Jiwen did not give a direct answer. Instead, he picked up a document from the table and handed it to Bogomolov:

"Mr. Molov, please take a look at the contents of this document first."

Bogomolov frowned, took the document in confusion, and looked through it.

After reading a few lines, his brows furrowed even deeper, and then he looked up at Zeng Jiwen:

"Zeng, what's so concerning about the Japanese troop movements?"

Zeng Jiwen shook his head slightly, his tone meaningful:

"No, Mr. Molof, didn't you notice anything unusual about it?"

Upon hearing this, Bogomolov carefully reviewed the document again. Suddenly, his expression changed slightly, and his eyes became sharp. "Is the Japanese army's troop deployment abnormal?"

Zeng Jiwen snapped his fingers, a smile on his face:

"That's right, Mr. Molov, it seems you've noticed it too."

He put away his smile and said solemnly, "Mr. Molov, I'm afraid you'll have to provide me with another batch of arms!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Bogomolov suddenly jumped up from his chair, his face full of disbelief:

"Zeng! You are simply an insatiable glutton!"

He was so angry that he shook his head repeatedly, his tone was angry:

“We have given you all the equipment we can!

They even provided so many artillery pieces at cost price!

And you’re still not satisfied?!”

Zeng Jiwen stood up slowly without any panic, his tone calm but unquestionable:

"Mr. Molov, this batch of arms is not only for us, but also for you."

As the words fell, the air froze again.

Bogomolov stared at Zeng Jiwen, his eyes revealing shock and hesitation at Zeng Jiwen's words, as well as a hint of deep uneasiness.

"Could it be?

The Japanese army wants to attack us at the border?"

Bogomolov asked anxiously.

Bogomolov had no doubt about Zeng Jiwen's judgment. After all, the military acumen of the man in front of him was beyond his reach.

Zeng Jiwen immediately showed a surprised expression when he heard this.

Sure enough, at this time, they were still concerned about their territory being targeted by the Japanese army.

Zeng Jiwen shook his head.

“No~

Mr. Molov, you are overthinking it."

After hearing Zeng Jiwen's words, Bogomolov's heart was relieved, but there was still some confusion on his face.

"Zeng~

So you're saying it's related to us?"

Zeng Jiwen heard this and spoke to Bogomolov slowly.

"Mr. Molov, didn't you notice the anomaly in the Kwantung Army's troop deployment document?"