Snow Leopard: Building the Strongest Elite Group through Robbery

Chapter 1132 Your unhappiness makes me happy

Guderian has even resorted to moral blackmail.

"You've been reading quite a few books from our mountain city lately, haven't you?" Zhou Weiguo asked, taking a puff of his cigarette and looking up.

Guderian smiled and looked out the window. "We finally need to learn something, but don't worry, we have no ill intentions towards the mountain city."

“We’ll just take that with a grain of salt. If it weren’t for the fact that the distance is just too great, with the Soviet Union and other countries in between, I don’t believe you’re not interested in us.”

There are hardly any people who aren't interested in the mountain city right now. To various countries, the mountain city is like a thin-skinned, big-filling place; everyone wants to come up and take a bite. Whether the mountain city is hard to chew or not is not their concern.

"So, it's quite possible that we'll become enemies someday," Guderian said half-jokingly. "Should I keep you here to avoid leaving a problem for the Empire?"

Zhou Weiguo nonchalantly stubbed out his cigarette and laughed, “That was a long time ago, but I think we won’t become enemies. We both have our trump cards, and I doubt anyone wants to face such an enemy. Rather than becoming enemies, why not become all-weather partners? This world is so big, neither Berlin nor Chongqing can be eaten up in one bite. Why don’t we all eat together and share the soup with those who follow us?”

Hahaha……

Guderian pointed at Zhou Weiguo; "So what you said makes sense. By the way, don't change the subject here. I just want to know if you have a solution."

"Yes." Zhou Weiguo stood up and glanced to the side; "Is it convenient to go to the operations room?"

Guderian nodded and led the way, with Ruth following beside Zhou Weiguo. But when they reached the entrance, she decided not to go in. It was the core system of the entire Berlin military base in Canada. Her husband could go in, but she couldn't.

"Come in." Zhou Weiguo noticed there was no sound, turned his head and waved to Ruth who was standing at the door.

Ruth blinked and pointed inside, looking hesitant. "It might not be appropriate for me to go in."

"You can speak?" Zhou Weiguo turned around and asked.

Ruth shook her head: "By choosing you, I've chosen you as my friend. Aside from some mission-related matters, which I'll discuss, the rest is not within my consideration. What I need to consider is how to protect your interests."

Zhou Weiguo came up to her and took her hand; "Then what do you have to worry about? Come in. If I can come in here, you can too."

Seeing the two locked in a stalemate, Guderian spoke up, "Come in, nothing here is important."

“You’re really straightforward,” Zhou Weiguo said, turning to look at Guderian.

Guderian chuckled and pointed to the room; "If it were such a confidential place, even if I dared to show it to you, would you really go and see it?"

Zhou Weiguo shook his head; "If that's really the case, I really wouldn't dare. The more secrets you know, the faster you'll die. Of course, unless it's about weapons technology, even if you don't show it to me, I'll find a way to get my hands on it."

Amidst their conversation, the three arrived at the map. Zhou Weiguo glanced at it; it was a map of the United States and Canada. He shook his head. "A world map."

The confidants who had accompanied Guderian immediately began preparations, and soon a map was hung in front of them.

Zhou Weiguo took the wooden baton from the side.

Only the Berlin Army could afford to use such high-end equipment. In the mountain city, most of the command poles were made of bamboo. Even in the high command headquarters, they wouldn't have such a high-quality command pole.

The black command pole exudes a natural sense of oppression. On the battlefield, even a slight movement of the command pole could mobilize hundreds of thousands of troops.

Ruth saw him pick up the baton, then take out a pencil and sit down beside him. She wanted to organize Zhou Weiguo's narration so that the two of them could discuss it directly later.

"The relationship between the three parties, on the surface, is indeed very chaotic, but it is not impossible to find a link in it." Zhou Weiguo tapped the screen at Tokyo, the US, and the current Canadian troops stationed there. When he turned to see Guderian turn his head, he continued, "That link lies with you stationed in Canada."

Guderian took out a notebook from his pocket, then a fountain pen, uncapped it, and carefully looked at Zhou Weiguo. "You continue."

“The US is currently afraid. It is worried that you will cross the border directly and launch an attack on its homeland. It is also worried that Tokyo will take the opportunity to mobilize troops, since you have already controlled the air routes. If they want to come over, it will not be difficult.”

Zhou Weiguo spoke slowly, wanting Guderian to take notes. When he saw Guderian stop writing, he took out a beer from the box next to him, opened it, and took a sip.

"This is one of the reasons why they are expanding trade with Tokyo. They want to win over Tokyo in this way to avoid a deterioration in relations between the two sides. The Japanese army benefits, and with you stationed here, they have no worries about their rear and can launch a new round of attacks on South Asia. From this perspective, you are the ones who suffer the most. So, to solve this problem, it is very simple: make a gesture of withdrawing troops."

withdraw troops?

When Okamura Neiji heard those two words from Zhou Weiguo, his hands, which were gripping the small teacup, trembled.

Zhou Weiguo, who was casually talking about his brilliant plan with his legs crossed, turned his head and saw that the guy was trembling. He hummed and said, "You have malaria, do you want to go to the hospital to get it checked out?"

Nanzo Yunzi twitched her lips and walked up to Zhou Weiguo; "Just let him off the hook." This isn't just a shiver; it's obvious you're the one who made him angry.

You're really something!

In such a chaotic situation, you still managed to come up with such a vicious method.

Zhou Weiguo turned to look at Okamura Neiji, then poked him with a sigh. "You're not really dissatisfied, are you?"

"What do you think I should do? Stand up and applaud you, or praise you for doing a good job?" The words, almost escaping from his throat, made Zhou Weiguo move his chair back and click his tongue. "What, shouldn't I be happy?"

Hehehe...

Okamura Neiji looked at Zhou Weiguo with a tearful expression; "I can't be happy, but I think the one who should be happy is you."

Zhou Weiguo lit a cigarette; "I should indeed be happy. At least judging from your actions and the way you're trembling with anger right now, this is a knife to your heart. That's something to be happy about. I'll have at least a couple more drinks later."

Seeing that Okamura Neiji seemed on the verge of collapse, Zhou Weiguo leaned forward and smiled, "Fairness is my principle. Since I can give them advice, I will naturally help you come up with a corresponding solution. So, you don't need to be so nervous."

Would I...believe it?