You know, the current Japanese navy not only has Nagato-class and Mutsu-class battleships that are comparable to those of Britain and the United States, but it is also vigorously developing aircraft carriers. The quality of the aircraft carrier is not to say how advanced it is, but its quantity has exceeded that of the British Royal Fleet.
At the same time, the British intelligence agency also discovered that Japan has begun to design a ship equipped with more than eight 460 mm caliber main guns, with a maximum speed of more than 30 knots, and the hull defense armor can withstand the blow of its own main guns at a distance of 20-35 kilometers. super battleship. Once this kind of super battleship comes out, it will undoubtedly be the world's number one battleship.
Think about it, the main gun caliber of the current British most advanced Nelson battleship is only 406 mm. How can it compete with the 460 mm cannon?
Moreover, during this period, the navies of various countries still followed the tactical thinking of big guns and giant ships, and the role of aircraft carriers was still being explored. Therefore, cognitively, it is believed that the larger the battleship, the thicker the caliber of the main gun, the stronger the combat effectiveness and deterrence will be.
In this case, even the Royal Navy, which the British were proud of, had to retreat when facing the aggressive Japanese navy.
"You...you are talking nonsense, Mr. Zhong. I want to protest to your country and ask you to change the negotiator. Otherwise, we will terminate this cooperation and all responsibilities will be borne by your country."
Charles's beautiful beard was crooked with anger. He turned to the official named Zhong from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and shouted rudely.
The official named Zhong was also a little frightened at this time. Why was Mr. Zhou, designated by the principal, so impulsive? Offending this British minister is tantamount to offending Britain. Once the British are really angry, the consequences will be disastrous!
But before he could help explain, Zhou Wen's voice came again.
"I'm sorry, I have been authorized by the head of our country to be solely responsible for this negotiation. Therefore, if Mr. Charles wants to terminate the negotiation, it will mean the termination of the cooperation between our three countries. I will take my leave."
Before Zhou Wen finished speaking, he stood up, looked around, smiled at the solemn-looking Adjutant Wang and said, "Let's go."
At this time, the official surnamed Zhong was stunned. He never imagined that this young man, whom he had never known but was trusted by the principal, could be so strong, so aggressive, and so disrespectful to the British.
But while he was afraid, an inexplicable joy arose in his heart.
As the saying goes, a weak country has no diplomacy. These officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs of the Republic of China have had enough of being cowardly when dealing with powerful countries. Regardless of whether they are Japanese, British or French, they are all bossy to the Chinese, and they often use rude words and arrogant threats when they disagree. But these officials of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, no matter how angry they are, can only swallow their anger and accept the situation for the sake of the overall situation.
But today, this young man surnamed Zhou has shown not only neither humbleness nor arrogance in front of the British, but also sarcastic and domineering. Is he really not worried at all about not being able to report to the principal when he returns?
Of course Zhou Wen won't be worried. It's not him who's anxious anyway. He's worried about a hammer.
Sure enough, seeing Zhou Wen about to leave, Chen Weiwen quickly stood up and grabbed him, urging him: "Mr. Zhou, please stay."
Then he turned to look at Charles and said: "Sir Charles, please don't be angry. For the benefit of our two countries, please put peace first and take the overall situation into consideration!"
Now Chen Weiwen doesn't care anymore.
I originally asked you British people to come forward to help, but you, who are afraid of tigers and wolves, have repeatedly declined. Now the Chinese are willing to help, but you have no effort at all. You want to eat meat but are afraid of getting your mouth burned. How can there be such a thing in this world? Good thing?
Now he is no longer afraid of offending the British. If this matter breaks down and he fails to live up to His Majesty the King's trust, I am afraid that my life will be saved. Who cares if the British are angry or not?
So he emphasized the "interests of our two countries", which means that you won't be left behind after I die. You can just face the wild wolves of Little Japan in the future.
At this time, Charles also knew that Chen Weiwen was telling the truth, not to mention that he was also ordered by his superiors to facilitate this matter. If he really wanted to mess up the matter by being angry, he would not be able to explain it to the country.
So he could only borrow Poxiadonkey, snorted heavily, and sat on the sofa with a gloomy expression, not looking at Zhou Wen.
In fact, Zhou Wen knew very well that the British had no choice in this matter and could only accept their conditions obediently. This is not a matter of amusement or face, but a matter of British national policy. They just don't dare to face Little Japan's provocation directly, for fear that their true identity as a paper tiger will be exposed by Little Japan.
Therefore, as long as the Republic of China government is willing to contribute, the British will definitely provide a certain degree of support. It's just that the British ministers in China have become accustomed to being aloof and bossy, and they cannot tolerate the Chinese people bargaining with them. To put it bluntly, it is still a matter of face.
But now Zhou Wen couldn't tolerate him and said directly: "If Sir Charles has no objection, I need British military professionals to participate in the negotiation. Whether it is intelligence, the supplies we need, the response routes and methods, there must be people who know the industry. Only talented people can give us useful advice on details.”
As soon as these words came out, even the corners of Adjutant Wang's mouth twitched unconsciously.
I heard before that Zhou Wen was a petty boy who would definitely retaliate, but this time I saw it.
Just now, Sir Charles clamored for a new negotiator from the Republic of China. Zhou Wen immediately wanted to kick Charles off the negotiating table because he was not professional enough.
The key is, this guy is very reasonable. When the broad framework is basically certain, it is indeed necessary for professionals to intervene to discuss the many details of the action. There is nothing wrong with what he said. You can't say that he is being unreasonable.
However, this was too disrespectful to Charles. It was just a slap in the face, a slap in the face.
Charles was so angry that he almost vomited blood, but he couldn't say anything yet. In terms of diplomacy, he is an expert, but in terms of military and intelligence, although he cannot be said to be a layman, at least he cannot be called an expert.
But now, he is at a disadvantage both in terms of momentum and logic. Any more words will only make him more ridiculous.
So he glared at Zhou Wen fiercely, as if I will let you beat me today, and you will wait for me, and then said to Chen Weiwen: "I'll call Military Attaché Greg here, and he will fully represent me." Discuss with you."
After Charles finished speaking, he walked out without looking back, and it seemed that he had no shame in coming back again.
