Dominate the Third Reich
10 Marshal Tuchachevsky

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As they had already told the Russians that they would be taking that train, someone would definitely come to pick them up. However, when Li Ye got off the train, he was also shocked.

Two rows of students wearing ribbons and holding flowers were facing them. The surroundings were also very empty. Other passengers were not allowed to get off the bus and had to wait until they left.

A military band and colorful flags were all available! Even the walls of the train station were plastered with large slogans (Welcome our friends from the West!)

"What's the point of keeping it a secret! This was like going to the heavens! Why didn't you write welcoming friends from Germany?”

Li Ye took the flowers from a young girl and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

A row of welcoming officers led by a major general came over to shake hands with Li Ye and the others. After a round of greetings, Li Ye was warmly invited to the car.

"God, why do I feel like we've received the treatment of an emperor?”

In the car, Baylor saw that the entire road was under traffic control. There were countless people on both sides who came to welcome him. He exclaimed in disbelief.

"The more serious they are, the more they need your help. If we can't satisfy their demands, I'm afraid we'll be their enemies the next time we come.”

Li Ye said with a smile. It seemed that ostentation was not just a tradition of the government.

"What a strange country!"

Baylor's smile disappeared immediately. On the other hand, Heydrich seemed to be enjoying the beautiful scenery with great interest.

He inadvertently glanced at the driver in front of him and saw the stiff expression on his face as he passed by. It was obvious that he was a driver who could understand German...

The car drove to the front of the Moscow Palace. Li Ye, who was used to seeing the magnificent buildings of later generations, was not shocked by it. The palace was maintained until the end as usual. Li Ye had seen him long ago. Compared to Berlin and Moscow, it still seemed a little dilapidated and backward.

The German flag would finally fly here.

Li Ye took a deep look at the highest point of the palace and followed the leading officer up the stone steps to attend the welcome party.

The party was hosted by Mikoyan, and luxury goods such as French red wine and Caspian caviar could be seen at the party.

Your Excellency, Foreign Minister,

However, Li Ye wasn't in the mood. He ate a few mouthfuls before asking when the negotiations would begin.

Brother's time is very precious, I don't have time to play such formalities with you! Mikoyan's answer was very straightforward. He would only know after asking Stallyn…

Obviously, Li Ye's resolute attitude had infected the Russians. They also wanted to take advantage of Li Ye's eagerness to cut the Gordian knot.

The one who participated in the negotiations was still Marshal Tukhachevsky of the military. The military had the highest prestige mission other than the deceased Frunze.

"Your Excellency Marshal Tukhachevsky, we are here to cooperate this time. What we need is a win-win situation for both sides. The content of the cooperation can be very broad and unlimited.”

After quickly finishing his breakfast, Li Ye went straight to the meeting room. As soon as he spoke, his temperament changed. He acted seriously and skillfully. His fluent Russian surprised Tukhachevsky.

"General Rudolph, since your country proposed this meeting, we would like to hear your thoughts.”

Tuchachevsky was obviously an old fox. He adhered to the principle of not moving if the enemy did not move. He also had a strategic vision. In an era where everyone pursued quantity and scale, he had begun to pay attention to high-end products, such as heavy tanks and jets.

"We can provide Russia with advanced industrial machine tools and machine tools to help you establish a complete heavy industry system, so that you can catch up with or even surpass the industrial scale of the European countries in a few years!”

Li Ye was not very concerned about Tukhachevsky calling him a general. After all, the size of the German army was only 100,000 people. After the expansion of the army, he would at least be a major general. It was not an exaggeration to become a general.

Moreover, he had the nominally convenient position of deputy prime minister.

"I have to admit that your country's conditions are very good and have successfully moved us. We really need these equipment and technology. If your country can spare no effort to support our industrialization, Russia will do anything for our close friends.”

Tukhachevsky's eyes immediately lit up. These things were too important. They had planned for this in countless five-year plans, but because the foundation was too weak, it was too difficult to complete the goal.

"We need your country to provide us with oil, food, and some rare metals. We will set up some factories in your country to produce armaments and equipment. This equipment will be used for the training of our soldiers.”

Li Ye said directly.

"Mr. Rudolph, you have a lot of requirements. We need enough equipment! After all, we are not a party to the Versailles treaty and are not restricted by it. You can produce unlimited weapons in our territory.”

Tukhachevsky frowned. Although Li Ye's conditions were relatively simple, providing resources and land was not too difficult. Food could be provided as long as people were tight on it. However, if Germany only gave a small amount of equipment, it would be a loss for them.

"Don't worry! Marshal Tuchachevsky, we will provide you with unlimited equipment as long as you have enough resources or funds to exchange for it.”

Li Ye said with a smile.

Change! Change! The more you exchange, the more we earn. When we replace them later, it will be even more painful.

But by then, you would have already been purged by your leader and would never be seen again.

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