Chapter 945: Poland, Blind Stupidity.
"Pope, how many divisions is he worth?"
This is a famous quote of Comrade Stalin, which is etched in the history of the Soviets, ridiculed by the West for his arrogance, and which the believers of communism revered as a classic. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info this is a contempt for theocracy and a deterrent to the exploiting class. It is a constant reminder to the financial giants of Wall Street, the oligarchs of the London Stock Exchange, that in the cold continent of the Far East, there is a group of working class people burning with red will, looking at them with hostility and hatred. Let them fidget, like a man's back.
Like the opportunistic Grela's advisors, who are now trying to cut corners, they want to get greater benefits from Yanayev, but he forgets that the other party doesn't eat this at all.
The essence of the working class is to fight and accuse, and they will not compromise with the decadent and degenerate bourgeoisie.
There was no need for the USSR to give in to anyone, and negotiations at the political table were based on the fact that the two sides were equal in strength, and Poland simply did not have the strength to talk face-to-face with the USSR. Yanayev is the one who is at the heart of this negotiation.
Greila finally understood at this moment, the other party didn't think about bargaining with him at all, he was only responsible for informing Poland that we were going to do this, please cooperate.
It's okay not to cooperate, the wheels of war will run over you.
And he actually thought that he saw an opportunity to force the other party to let go, but he wanted the general secretary of the Soviet Union to be slapped in the face instead. The other party does not have time to play with him, Poland can choose to resist to the end in Romania, but if Yanayev himself makes a move, the ending will not be so good.
Yanayev stood up and pretended to be ready to leave, which made Grela, who was sitting opposite, nervous, and he thought that the negotiations were about to break down, "Is Poland going to continue to make demands now?" If we continue, we will end this negotiation. β
"Don't mention it, don't mention it, Poland doesn't have any requirements anymore." In the surprised eyes of everyone, Greila shook his head resolutely, he had already learned Yanayev's methods, and if he continued, I am afraid that Poland would have to pay a greater price.
"Are there any other requirements? If you have one, it doesn't matter, you can go ahead and bring it up. The Soviets would be more than happy to know what our allies were 'planning'. β
Yanayev had regained his smile from his previous indifferent expression, but it could be seen from his gaze that there was an invisible cruelty in his kindness.
It's like inadvertently watching the most terrible scene of the abyss.
If you insist on doing this just now, it will be difficult for the rest of the situation to end.
"Everything...... It all went according to the previous plan...... Poland, without any requirements. β
Greila replied with a wry smile, thinking that Kwasniewski's arrogance stemmed from ignorance, then his near-miss was an underestimation of the Soviet Union's bottom line.
Romania has become Yanayev's inevitable political contest, Poland has actually been pushed to the table by Western countries led by the United States to be used as a knife, and Greila has also woken up from this negotiation that none of the NATO bastards are good. All are pushing Poland into the fire pit!
Kwasniewski also thought that he had learned the lesson of Poland's blind following of Western countries and took advantage of the Romanian battlefield, but who knew that it was still a subordinate game between the great powers.
"Go back and advise your president that it's not too late for Poland to turn back."
Before leaving, Yanayev turned around and stood at the door, leaving the other party with a mysterious figure, his voice echoed in the conference room, sounding like a ubiquitous ghost, "NATO wants you to be pawns, cannon fodder, Germany's armaments, America's financial support, in the final analysis, Western political powers are unwilling to clash with the Soviet Union head-on, and they specially fabricated beautiful lies in order to let a small European country stand up and block our advance." Join NATO, join the EU, get a loan from the World Bank Group? Think about it, don't these beautiful promises cost you blood? It's naΓ―ve. Even if you win the war, will they keep their promises? β
He still endured that idiot and didn't say it.
The originally lively conference room regained its deserted posture, and most of the people walked out of the door with trepidation, relieved that they finally didn't have to stay in that high-pressure atmosphere.
Grayla, who was walking in the front, had a smile on her face, but the background looked a little lonely. Representatives of the Kremlin deliberately distanced themselves from him.
It wasn't until she walked out of the Kremlin that Greira came back from her trance.
He dialed the phone of the president's office, and the first priority was to inform Kwasniewski of the sad news.
"Withdraw troops? Are you kidding? β
The Polish president's voice has raised a lot, and he cannot tolerate such an outcome, "We have finally made a key breakthrough in Poland, why are we withdrawing troops now?" Please tell Yanayev, tell the Soviets that Poland will never take a step back! β
"Hear me out, Your Excellency."
Grayla's sudden outburst startled Kovasinevsky, but he calmed down and did not speak, tolerating the other party's unreasonableness, wanting to hear what he had to say.
"We really can't fight this battle in Romania anymore, and if we continue to fight, Poland will lose everything...... Although we want to intervene in the Romanian incident and control the oil pipeline by the way, we ...... Behind this is the West instigating Poland to be cannon fodder! We helped them take down Romania, and after that? Will they deliver on their promises? What we have is just a piece of paper! β
"Well......" Kwasniewski's reply was very bland, even disapproving.
Greilla was stunned, he suddenly realized something, his expression became nervous, he clenched the mobile phone with both hands and lowered his voice, "Could it be that Your Excellency the President knew the real purpose of NATO for a long time, but still did it?" Are you really aiming to join the EU and get closer to the West? β
"President Kwasnievsky, you are playing with fire!"
Greila was suddenly furious, a president risking the fate and future of an entire country was a mess.
"Advisor Grela, I know what you're going to say."
Kwasniewski, who was far away in his office in Warsaw, folded his feet on the table, sat down with his back against his chair, and replied slowly, "Whether it is the fate of Poland or the interests of the people, I am trying to find a way out of this country." Do you think that Poland is now a bright prospect? The economy is sluggish, social sentiment is generally dissatisfied, and war can divert everyone's attention. What's more, we have the United States and Germany behind us, and if we win this war, Poland will have new opportunities for development! It's a high-stakes gamble, you're right, but it's also high-reward income! β
Grilla cupped her forehead, her face gloomy. It was as if he was watching a political clown direct and act out a hilarious comedy. However, remembering Yanayev's words, he could not laugh at all. This is simply a joke on the fate and future of the country. Although there have been a few political idiots in Eastern European countries, there have not been such desperate gamblers. And gamblers are more losers and more terrible than idiots!
"Since Yanayev promised us that the troops in the east would not be hindered from the movement of the Polish army, we just promised."
Kwasniewski still looks indifferent, his brazenness comes from the new agreement signed with NATO a few days ago, and they are willing to provide a batch of Leopard 2 tanks or a considerable number of anti-tank missiles to slow down the heavy artillery fire of the armored forces in Bucharest.
"For the rest, come back slowly, not in a hurry. The Bucharest side did not support to the end, and the Polish army, hehe, could not cope with one Soviet Union, but it was more than enough to deal with Romania. When Bucharest is captured, I want to see what Yanayev has to say. β
Bigotry!
Greila hung up angrily, he turned his head to the side and said to the driver, "Drive, go to the Polish embassy immediately!" Hurry up! β
After the car started and left the Kremlin, he was still clenching his fists, his chest was heaving violently because he was too angry just now, and his deep breaths were not enough to relieve the grief and anger in his heart at this time.
With a punch slamming down on the leather couch, Greila yelled, "Idiot! You're going to pay the price! (To be continued.) )