sbdcsierra Chapter 1263
Chapter 1263
Chapter 1263
Du Fei wasn't too surprised by the 'meeting gift' presented by Imranhan.
Now that the opponent's situation is urgent, what role Du Fei can play as a 'special envoy' and how much role he is willing to send back is very important to them.
Compared to this, Tata Group and Wengedik seem insignificant.
If one Wengerdick could be exchanged for Du Fei's favor, it would be a very cost-effective way for those big men in Xindeli.
Furthermore, the Tata Group's food has been too ugly in recent years.
The Tata Group was born in the colonial period and has a deep background in Yinggo Capital.
However, the Tata family turned around very quickly. After World War II, they found that the Yingguo people were dying, and immediately turned around and took out a lot of benefits to manage the big shots in Xindeli.
On the other hand, still relying on Yingguo's remaining influence to form a new check and balance.
This is certainly conducive to the stability of the Tata Group, but it makes some people quite dissatisfied.
It's just that in the past, due to the strength of the Tata Group and the checks and balances of all forces, they have been holding back.
Until this time, the unexpected development of the war situation and the arrival of Du Fei broke this balance.
In other words, the moment Du Fei's soles set foot on the land of Mengbui, Wengerdick's fate was doomed.
After thinking about this, Du Fei looked at Imranhan with a meaningful look.
I believe that after the event, the person in front of him can also get a piece of meat from the Tata Group.
This has nothing to do with Du Fei. As long as Tifaq takes power smoothly and the money promised to invest in the Kingdom of Sarawak is in place, they will do whatever else they like.
But now that the meal has been eaten, it is indeed time to talk about some serious things.
Du Fei calmed down and said, "We all have our own missions. You should know that I'm not a professional foreign affairs officer. Let's just stop playing those tongue-in-cheek rhetoric, how about it?"
Imranhan nodded in agreement.
Du Fei leaned back on the chair comfortably: "In this case, let's talk about your conditions first."
To put it bluntly, the so-called mediation is to act as a peacemaker to persuade a fight, and Du Fei, a peacemaker, has been sitting crookedly from the beginning.
Xinde Li knows well what is going on with the so-called single army.
But they have to pretend to be confused.
Without him, it was because they had failed on the battlefield. At this time, to clarify the matter again would be tantamount to forcing a stronger enemy to end.
That's picking up a rock and hitting yourself in the foot.
But there is another problem in this way, that is, if you want to negotiate, it is useless to go directly to Shan Jun.
To put it bluntly, Li Yuanchao himself was only a frontline commander.
In the end, they had no choice but to take the initiative to seek mediation, and only then did Du Fei become the special envoy.
Imranhan knew that the critical time had come, and said seriously: "As an invader alone..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Du Fei interrupted with a cough: "Mr. Imranhan, as I said just now, don't speak foreign teachers' rhetoric, and don't play word games. It's meaningless and will only waste time."
Imranhan smiled: "Sorry, professional habits."
As for whether it is a habit or deliberately trying to take advantage of the loopholes, only he knows in his heart.
Imranhan continued: "The single army must withdraw..."
Du Fei waited for the next sentence, but the other party disappeared.
Du Fei raised his eyebrows: "Just this one condition?"
Imranhan looked sincere: "There is only one condition. I hope Mr. Du can see our sincerity in yearning for peace."
Du Fei smiled. It seemed that the situation on the western front was more serious than expected.
Although Li Yuanchao and Ding Dacheng gave up attacking Allahabad, Xinde Li would not be attacked by the enemy.
But the disastrous defeat on the Eastern Front undoubtedly greatly stimulated the morale and determination of the Pakistani army.
Coupled with the deterioration of the situation in the South, Hyderabad and Bangalore, the cards that Xin Deli can play are even more stretched.
As for peace, Du Fei scoffed in his heart.
At best, it's a tactic to delay the attack.
Solve the threat on the Eastern Front first, concentrate our forces to deal with the Pakistani army, and finally deal with those disobedient southerners.
Du Fei laughed and said: "Of course, peace is the common wish of mankind. Since I am here this time, I will do my best. But... I can't guarantee how effective it will be."
Imranhan said: "Mr. Du is humble. I know that you are close friends with Li Jiangjun of Shan Guo. I believe he will consider it carefully if you come forward."
Of course Du Fei could tell that what he meant was that Li Yuanchao would not give you face if he didn't listen to persuasion.
There is no need to deny the relationship with Li Yuanchao, it's all bald lice, it's obvious.
After the two sides expressed their attitudes, the meal came to an end.
At night, the lanterns in Mengmai City begin to come on.
Imranhan was sitting in a Rolls-Royce car with a sense of age, looking at the street scene outside the car window, his face was dimmed.
At night, the streets of Mengmai are not as congested as during the day.
The car drove smoothly all the way back to a luxury mansion full of Victorian style located in the center of Mengmai.
Less than 200 meters away from here is the governor's mansion of the former governor of India and Du, the vice king, and the Duke of Mountbatten.
The car stopped slowly, and a servant with a huge bald head opened the car door. Imranhan walked down with a blank expression, turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Taj Mahal Hotel, then walked up the stairs and entered the house. Mansion gate.
The inside still retains the appearance of 200 years ago, but some electrical appliances have been added for the comfort of life.
Imranhan didn't stay in the living room, went directly upstairs to the study, and started talking on the phone.
His first call was directly to the Victoria Palace in Xindeli.
In order to wait for his call, Xin Dila has been in the office.
The phone rang twice and connected.
"Aunt~" Imranhan's title directly shows his relationship with Xindila, who is a direct descendant of the northern Bangni and Lu families.
"How's the situation?" Xin Dila was not polite, and went straight to the point.
Imranhan said: "The other party's attitude is ambiguous, and as you expected, Wengedik is dead."
Xin Dila was slightly silent, she was not surprised by this result, but Imranhan said "as she expected" but he was flattering, this was not Xin Dila's expectation, but the think tank around her, through Judgment made based on Du Fei's character and past behavior style.
After a while, Xindila said: "You try to deal with him as much as possible. According to our feedback in Karachi, the sudden withdrawal of troops from Allahabad on the Eastern Front made the Pakistani army very angry..."
Imranhan pursed his lips, but swallowed back the words.
In his view, there is no objection to this protest.
It's just that it's fine if you understand this kind of words in your heart, there's no need to talk back in front of his aunt.
In his opinion, his aunt is a qualified politician, but she has no talent in military affairs, and she relies entirely on the generals and think tanks around her.
As for the abilities of those generals and think tanks, they cannot be said to be weak.
Objectively speaking, they are all elites, otherwise they would not have won a decisive victory in Bangladesh.
If it wasn't for Shan Guo's sudden backstab, victory and glory should have belonged to them.
Unfortunately, there is no such thing.
These generals and masterminds pale in comparison when having to face a far stronger enemy head on.
It's just that it doesn't make any sense to argue about these now, the key is not with them, nor with Huaguo.
Imranhan said: "I have already made arrangements at the airport, and the fleet will land in about an hour."
Xin Dila said "hmm": "I hope Moscow will not let us down again this time."
Imranhan said: "Auntie, don't worry, I will definitely ensure that this batch of the most advanced equipment reaches the front line as soon as possible."
Xin Dila let out a long breath, but his tone was a bit disappointed: "Unfortunately, they only agreed to sell us equipment, but they refused to send troops directly, otherwise... In short, stabilize Huaguo first, and when we get the equipment, we will fight first." Wave strikes back."
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On the other side is the presidential suite of the Taj Mahal Hotel where Du Fei is.
Separated from Imranhan, Du Fei returned to the room, still thinking about the rare meeting with Imran just now.
Although Imranhan showed considerable sincerity during the conversation, Du Fei always felt something was wrong.
Imranhan was too pragmatic and sincere, and even the condition he put forward was only for a single army to withdraw.
This is not the character of the third brother.
Logically speaking, that kind of fanciful self-confidence is engraved in the bones. Even if you don't ask for a lot of money at this time, you still have to bluff.
Furthermore, although Imranhan is sincere, he is a little less eager.
He didn't seem to be particularly urgent, and Du Fei had a faint feeling that the other party seemed to be looking forward to some kind of turnaround.
"What will be the turning point?" Du Fei looked at the dream-buying night scene outside, thinking silently in his heart.
At this time, a huge black shadow suddenly descended from outside the clouds in the distant night.
Du Fei looked through the window and didn't pay much attention at first.
Mengmai is a world-renowned big city, and the airport is very large and very busy.
At first, Du Fei only felt that the plane was very big.
But shortly after the plane landed, another huge black shadow pierced through the clouds and landed from a similar position.
Du Fei sat on the recliner by the window and looked out of the window, still not paying much attention.
Airplanes are not uncommon.
However, in the next two or three hours, more than 20 similar large planes landed one after another.
Du Fei finally realized that it was unusual.
If we talk about one or two, it can be said to be a large passenger plane operating across continents.
In the 70s, although there were not many such large airliners, they were not without.
But all in one mind, with so many sorties in a short period of time, things are definitely not that simple.
As far as Du Fei could think, there was only one possibility for such a situation to occur, and that was a large-scale military transport fleet.
In this world, there are only two that can dispatch more than twenty large transport planes at one time.
Given the current situation, it is impossible for Meiguo's plane to appear here, so there is only one answer left.
Although from the beginning, Moscow announced a neutral attitude.
But anyone with a discerning eye knows that they and Xin Deli are wearing a pair of pants.
If it hadn't been for Shan Guo to come out suddenly and ruthlessly tear off the fig leaf of the Indian army, they would have openly signed the alliance and cooperation treaty.
Even now, it still does not hinder Moscow's support in secret.
Thinking of this, Du Fei's heart trembled, and immediately let the little black collar and a few crows fly in the direction of the airport.
Under the cover of night, Xiao Hei flew to the airport on the outskirts of the city.
The scale of Mengmai Airport is quite large.
The huge apron is full of various types of civil aviation airliners.
The big planes that landed just now are not difficult to find. Firstly, they are too big, and secondly, there are too many of them. These planes almost occupy a small half of the entire east side of the tarmac.
Searchlights were turned on nearby, and many staff were busy around the plane, unloading the cargo in the transport cabin.
Du Fei saw these planes synchronously through his vision, and recognized them at a glance as the An-22 transport plane.
This turboprop transport aircraft is currently the largest transport aircraft that Moscow can produce, and it is also the turboprop transport aircraft with the largest load in the world.
It can carry two main battle tanks at a time, or four tracked combat vehicles.
At this time, there were still twelve planes parked on the tarmac of the airport.
The total number of landings just now is more than that. After these planes landed, they were quickly unloaded according to wartime standards, and then took off and returned immediately.
It is obvious that Moscow does not want the outside world to know about this secret assistance to India.
Du Fei was expressionless, looking at those huge planes that looked like birds through his vision at the same time, taxiing and taking off one by one, with quite complicated emotions.
Before he was reborn, he had seen our own large strategic transport aircraft.
But that was more than 40 years later.
For a long time to come, this large transport aircraft capable of strategic delivery will be our shortcoming.
Although Du Fei knew that the domestic large aircraft project had already started at this time.
But he is more aware of the ultimate fate of this project.
In Du Fei's view, without any basic conditions, the risk and cost of directly boarding a large jet plane are too high.
It's better to be steady and make a big propeller plane first.
For example, the Tu95 of Big Goose and the C130 transport aircraft of Meiguo have been used until the beginning of the next century, with a service life of at least four to fifty years.
The last time he cooperated with Winnie, Du Fei also prostituted a set of blueprints of the "Bristol Brabazon" large aircraft.
Like the An-22, the Brabazon aircraft also has four high-power turboprop engines.
When Du Fei got the blueprints, he planned to directly bring over the project team that developed large jets.
Compared with jumbo jets, using the proven technology of turboprop engines, the chances of success are obviously higher.
But regarding this matter, Du Fei obviously wanted to be simple.
Last time he submitted the drawings and put forward his own ideas, but did not get support.
After the demonstration of relevant experts, it is believed that jet engines with faster speed and higher efficiency are the future development direction.
Instead of wasting resources to develop outdated turboprop aircraft, it is better to concentrate resources and directly develop large jet aircraft.
At that time, Du Fei curled his lips when he heard that, what the fuck said was all correct nonsense.
Who doesn't know that the jet is the direction of development, but the problem is that you have to figure it out!
(End of this chapter)