Song Ziwen, the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Chongqing, received the news that the goods had been robbed at home, and his heart skipped a beat.

After asking about the whole incident, Song Ziwen narrowed his eyes slightly and did not show too much panic.

His wife did not have such good concentration and asked in a tearful tone:

"It was kidnapped by the rebels, so... is there any possibility of coming back?"

Song Ziwen drove away the servants, glared at his wife and said:

"Bullshit rebels. How can there be any rebels in Myanmar? Why have I never heard of them?"

Seeing that his wife still didn't understand, he sighed and said:

"Someone must be targeting our family. Haha, my Song family can afford to lose a ton of gold, so let's just feed it to the dogs."

The wife was confused, and when she saw Song Ziwen walking towards the door, she asked hurriedly:

"Where are you going?"

"Go find your brother-in-law, hum!"

………

Xiyuan.

"The country's wealth has fallen into the hands of these bureaucrats, and now they want to escape with this wealth. It is really wishful thinking!"

Jiangdong didn't have a good impression of these big bureaucrats and big capitalists, and he became even more angry after hearing the news.

"How did the Military Intelligence Bureau do this? It didn't receive any news in advance. Fortunately, Lao Wei guarded the last hurdle."

Jiang Dong looked at Xie Chengrui and said:

"Order Song Li to conduct a thorough investigation to see who else is secretly transferring assets abroad."

"These are the wealth of the country and the nation, and they must not be taken advantage of by foreigners."

Xie Chengrui brought a glass of water to Jiang Dong and said with a smile:

"Don't be too angry. I think they are just exploring the path."

"After this failure, we will not act rashly for at least a month or two."

"We have taken precautions and there will be no further asset outflows in the future."

Jiang Dong's mood gradually calmed down, and he gave Xie Chengrui a few words to tell him about Song Li.

Xie Chengrui made the call in person, and Jiang Dong used this time to think about many things.

Seventy-eight percent of the country's previous wealth was in the hands of big capitalists and big bureaucrats. In addition to gold and other heavy metals, they also held land, real estate, shops, etc., and even a large number of precious cultural relics.

Not only cannot assets be lost to the outside world, but cultural relics must also remain within the country.

As long as these two points can be achieved, Jiangdong may spare these people's lives.

"Student demonstrations and workers' strikes in the southwest region can be properly organized to burn the butts of these capitalists and give up their unrealistic ideas and plans early."

After Xie Chengrui came back, Jiang Dong said to him.

Xie Chengrui nodded.

"Let Wang Liang's political department handle this matter. I think they will be very motivated."

"Well, okay!"

The two temporarily stopped talking about this topic, and the phone and radio in the General Staff Headquarters began to beep again.

A few minutes later, Xie Chengrui looked at the multiple combat maps on the wall and said:

"The weather will get warmer soon, and it's time for the troops to take action."

"The Yellow Sea and East China Sea fleets are moving to the south. They are preparing to take the lead in recovering the South Island, and then Taiwan!"

"Wang Laohu's 7th Corps has completed preliminary preparations and is only waiting for your order to march into Southeast Asia!"

Jiang Dong touched his chin and asked:

"What about the situation in Europe?"

Xie Chengrui said:

“U-shaped submarines are still hunting merchant ships from Commonwealth countries and the United States in the Atlantic Ocean. Although the German army has begun to withdraw from the island of Great Britain in batches, if the Allies want to truly build this island into a base and springboard for counterattacks on the European continent, they may still have to do so.

It will take 3 to 5 months.”

"The southern part of the island of Great Britain was basically destroyed. London, like Stalingrad and Leningrad, were all in ruins."

"I'm afraid the British guy is a little breathless!"

Jiangdong casually concluded:

"After this war, the old imperialist countries will inevitably decline. If the sun does not set, they will no longer regain their past glory and may become vassals of other countries."

Xie Chengrui nodded with deep understanding.

"The United States very much wants to counterattack the European continent, but Great Britain's response is very dull. As you said before, they may have reached some kind of agreement with Mustache."

Jiang Dong waved his hand.

"Every country has its own Xiao Jiujiu. Let's ignore them for the time being. Let's talk about the Eastern Front battlefield that has a greater relationship with us."

"Okay." Xie Chengrui walked to the Eastern Front combat map, pointed at the map and said:

"With the support from us and the United States, Lao Maozi's industry has recovered to a certain extent. At least it can produce tanks on its own, but it is not possible to establish a complete industrial system for the time being."

"That's enough. The industrial support ends here. We cannot fatten an enemy with our own hands."

"Well, the General Staff thinks so too." Xie Chengrui said seriously:

"We have decided to reduce the support for industrial equipment from next month and let the old man fend for himself."

"In addition, under the strong request of the General Staff, Lao Maozi was willing to cede Wrangel Island in the Arctic Circle to us. He did not agree to the conditions for leasing the port and only ceded this island."

Mao Xiong is on the verge of annihilation. In addition to returning the gains from unequal treaties, they must also lease ports or cede land in exchange for the support of China's millions of troops.

Over the past six months, the two sides have held multiple negotiations on relevant issues.

Jiangdong was reluctantly satisfied with the final result. Although Wrangel Island was not big, its strategic position was acceptable.

As long as Lao Maozi takes the first step of ceding land, everything that follows will go much smoother.

"The troops are expected to start moving to the Eastern Front battlefield in May and complete their assembly in mid-May." Xie Chengrui continued:

"After June, the roads on the Eastern European plains began to dry up, which was conducive to the tank assault operations of the Armored Group Army."

"Both the Third Reich and Lao Maozi now need time to prepare for larger combat operations. The war should not start lightly before June."

"By the way, Commander-in-Chief, when will we start using the Sky Eye to detect Europe?"

Jiang Dong thought for a while and said:

"We are still too far away from Europe. We must wait until we have our own military base in Northern Europe or the Middle East before we can dispatch the Sky Eye."

"It shouldn't take too long. Let Lu Zhuoran work harder. If this is done, he can return to China."

Xie Chengrui smiled and nodded.

"One more thing. Rear Admiral Hank of the US Navy previously contacted the General Staff. They hope to participate in the bombing of Japan, and it is best to bomb Tokyo together."

Jiang Dong frowned slightly.

"The Americans already have b29?"

"Yes, there is a b29 bomber group in the Pacific!"

"It's really fast!" Jiang Dong sighed.

"Since they have this intention, we will agree generously."

"The United States wants to reach into the Asia-Pacific region and plan for the post-war situation. Then let's have a good fight with them on the land of Japan."

"Um."

After talking about the business, Xie Chengrui looked back at the map.

"Commander-in-Chief, the expedition to Europe will be in May. Your son should be born by then."

Jiang Dong's eyes were quickly filled with warmth.

"Yeah, pretty good."

[Author's digression]: Normal updates will resume tomorrow, and all owed chapters will be made up.

mwah.
Chapter completed!