mtlumby2d Chapter 304: Su Zhengyang's conditions are very high
Chapter 304: Su Zhengyang's conditions are very high
Seeing that he had completely taken the initiative in the negotiations, Su Zhengyang began to put forward his own conditions.
"1.5 billion dollars, plus returning Haizhou Shunfeng Port to Beijiang, and I will be patient enough to talk to you. If you Fusang don't agree to these two conditions, there is no need for us to continue the discussion."
Hearing Su Zhengyang's exorbitant conditions, Sanura Uchie felt his blood pressure rising. In the twelfth year of the Republic of Dahua, which was 1927 in this world, the tax revenue of the entire Fuso for the whole year was about 69 billion yen. Nowadays, the ratio of yen to ocean is about 1 ocean = 10 yen, which means that all kinds of taxes in Fuso for the whole year added together are less than million oceans, and Su Zhengyang opened his mouth and directly asked for more than two years of Fuso's treasury revenue.
This can no longer be called a lion's big mouth, it should be called a whale's big mouth, because a lion does not have such a big appetite.
In addition, Shunfeng Port in Haizhou is one of the best military ports in Northeast China. From 1880 to 1890, the Qing Empire spent ten years and tens of millions of taels of silver to finally open up the best military port for the Liaohai Fleet at that time. Fuso attached great importance to Shunfeng Port. It was like a springboard to penetrate into the hinterland of the southern region of Northeast China. As long as Shunfeng Port was in the hands of Fuso, a large number of Fuso troops could land from Shunfeng Port at any time and threaten Haizhou.
At this time, Sanura Uchie could no longer suppress his anger. He tapped the table with his right hand and retorted emotionally: "Member Su, don't you think the conditions you proposed are too much? Fifteen billion oceans! It's totally exorbitant! It's an insult to our Fuso's IQ!"
Su Zhengyang waved his hands and pretended to be surprised: "So you Japanese people also have IQ. I always thought you Japanese people are a special race with incomplete cerebellum development and completely undeveloped brain. 1.5 billion dollars, is that a lot?"
"I, Su Zhengyang, will do the math for you. Because you, Fusang, initiated the war, causing more than 200,000 casualties in the Northeast Army, based on a compensation of 100 yuan per person, 200 million yuan is not excessive, right? You invaded all the way south, and important cities in Linzhou such as Bajiao City and Fu'an City suffered extremely serious losses in terms of economy and population. Another 300 million yuan in compensation is reasonable, right?"
"In addition, our Northern Expedition Army has 500,000 troops to launch the Northern Expedition. The daily consumption of food, ammunition and gasoline is an astronomical figure. This expense also needs to be borne by you, Fuso. In addition, in the process of fighting with your Kwantung Army, I consumed a large number of high-end military items, such as rockets. You, Fuso, should also know that this kind of equipment cannot be measured by price nowadays. It is extremely precious. In summary, after rounding it off, is ten billion oceans a lot for you? I think it is a very reasonable number."
Miura Uchie exchanged a glance with Fujiwara Yoshi beside him, and trembled with anger. He clenched his fists unconsciously and tried his best to suppress his emotions.
Your Northern Expedition Corps marched all the way north and annihilated countless Kwantung Army troops, but now you want us to pay for the ammunition consumed. How can this be so bandit-like?
Su Zhengyang looked at Miura Uchie with a sneer. He even felt that the conditions he proposed were merciful enough. In the unequal treaties signed between Fuso and China in the past, the various clauses were much more harsh and excessive than the conditions Su Zhengyang proposed now. The loser has no right to bargain. This has always been Fuso's style. Why can't you bear it when the same method is used on you now?
As the saying goes, do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Sooner or later, you will have to pay for your actions. After thirty years, this boomerang finally flew towards Fuso itself.
Su Zhengyang now hopes that Miura Uchie will be so angry that he loses his mind and turns against him on the spot. He will then fire Miura Uchie, the so-called cabinet minister. Then Fuso will have to send someone to negotiate again. No matter what, the initiative is always in his hands.
Fortunately, Miura Uchie also understood the difficulties that he and the entire Kwantung Army were currently facing. After taking a few deep breaths, he forced himself to calm down.
"Councilor Su, no matter what, this price is too outrageous. We in Fuso will never agree to it."
Su Zhengyang tapped the tabletop with his right knuckles and said nonchalantly, "I still say the same thing. It's up to you to decide whether to agree to my conditions or not. If you don't come up with a negotiation result that satisfies me within two days, I will immediately mobilize the army to go to war!"
Fujiwara Yoshi, who was beside Miura Uchie, could no longer tolerate Su Zhengyang's condescending and overbearing face, and stood up and roared: "Don't forget! In Jiamu City, Songjiang City! There are still 200,000 or 300,000 Chinese people in your country whose lives are in the hands of our Kwantung Army. If the negotiations fail, these people will die because of you, Su Zhengyang! You, Su Zhengyang, are a sinner despised by all the people of China!"
Su Zhengyang shook his head calmly, with a hint of ruthlessness in his eyes.
"Since ancient times, bloodshed and sacrifice are inevitable on the battlefield. If you want to play this game, I, Su Zhengyang, will accompany you at any time! It is worth it to use the entire Kwantung Army to bury 200,000 or 300,000 civilians!"
"Also, you Fusang, don't forget that my Su family has an irreconcilable blood feud with you. Being able to sit here and patiently negotiate with you is already the biggest concession I can make. If you insist on making me angry, can you bear it?"
Su Zhengyang stood up and stared at Fujiwara Yoshi coldly: "You are one of the deputy commanders-in-chief of the Kwantung Army, Fujiwara Yoshi. If I remember correctly, five years ago, you were the previous chief of the Fuso Kwantung Army's secret service. It was your order to win over Zhang Chengxiang and Pang Jinghong and attack our Su family. Since completing your so-called support plan in Fuso, you, Fujiwara Yoshi, have risen rapidly. In just a few years, you have transformed yourself into the deputy commander-in-chief of the Kwantung Army. Today, let me settle the account between the Su family and you!"
Su Zhengyang quickly pulled out his service pistol from the holster on his waist. Three gunshots were heard, two in the chest and one in the head. Hua Tuo looked at it and shook his head.
Fujiwara Yoshi, one of the deputy commanders-in-chief of the Kwantung Army and then lieutenant general of the army, fell in a pool of blood. Su Zhengyang's action of pulling out a gun and killing someone without saying a word made Miura Uchie, who was sitting next to Fujiwara Yoshi and had his face splashed with blood, feel weak in the legs. He staggered and fell to the ground with his chair.
Su Zhengyang said to Li Yunlong behind him, "Ah Long, chop up Fujiwara Yoshi's body and feed it to the dogs!"
"Yes, Commander!"
At this moment, a burst of dense gunfire broke out outside the town office. A moment later, Wei Dayong, a bald man nicknamed Monk, strode in and saluted Su Zhengyang.
"Commander! The escort they brought has been dealt with by our people."
"well done!"
At this moment, Sanura Neijiang was trembling all over, his eyes were filled with fear, and he thought to himself: It's over! A negotiation would cost him his life!