"Yes! Please rest assured by your Majesty, I will do it immediately after I go down!"

Zhang Hanqing saluted.

Since high-intelligent robots can mine resources from the moon and transport them back to spacecraft to create clones, Han Ling has not lacked these personnel.

As long as the clone enters the talent training center and walks around, artillery, armored soldiers, pilots, sailors, etc., it can be said that they need as much as possible.

Nowadays, clone production is no longer about how much it produces in a day, but a week.

Now, under normal circumstances, about one hundred thousand cloned soldiers can be produced in a week.

This is because Han Ling used a lot of resources to convert food, medicine, seeds and other reasons.

Otherwise, it would be no problem to produce 200,000 to 300,000 clones in a week.

But as mentioned earlier, these cloned soldiers also have to eat. You can't produce others but don't give them food to others. Let them starve to death! This is definitely impossible!

On the afternoon of February 9, 1934, Molotov, the Russian diplomatic chairman, took a plane and took several special sessions, and finally arrived at the Beijing Nanyuan Airport on the afternoon of that day.

There was no grand welcoming ceremony, and even the one who came to welcome Molotov was just a diplomat from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs!

Even the Foreign Minister Shi Zhaoji did not come.

Molotov was not dissatisfied with the actions of the Han Empire, and he even felt good about it.

He asked for peace from the Han Empire that had just been established, and both he and the bearded man felt embarrassed. The fewer people knew, the better.

On the morning of February 10, 1934, Shi Zhaoji met Molotov.

As for why I am so anxious, it is because the Spring Festival will be on the 14th.

As the most important festival of the year in the Han Empire, Shi Zhaoji did not want to delay it for too long.

Moreover, Han Ling didn't want this to continue.

Today's negotiations will be held here in the reception hall of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in Beijing.

"Mr. Molotov! We all know your purpose, and today we will tell you a long story short. Your country wants our country to stop bombing. I wonder what benefits you can use to exchange?"

Shi Zhaoji didn't plan to talk nonsense with this Russian from the beginning. What he was here for, as long as he was a normal person, he knew.

It’s nonsense to say too much, just take out the conditions.

The Spring Festival is coming soon, and the family is buying New Year's goods, and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs is also carrying out the final processing work. The holiday is about to start. Who is still talking nonsense with him here at this time!

Molotov obviously did not expect Shi Zhaoji to express his purpose directly and asked him to show sincerity.

According to his understanding of the Han Empire, weren’t they talking tactfully?

However, Molotov was also the leader of the Russians after all, so he naturally had two tricks.

"Mr. Shi, it will be beneficial for both of us to both sides to make the ceasefire at this time!

I heard that your country is at a critical moment of economic development. If you can get rid of the burden of Western Siberia at this time, I believe you will have great benefits!”

Molotov also said it directly.

The truce is not only good for us, but also for you!

However, Shi Zhaoji's expression suddenly became a little bit swearing.

Shi Zhaoji knew about the situation in the Russians in China. Han Ling knew through the spy machine that their GDP had shown negative growth.

"Haha! Even if the 600,000 troops and other troops in Western Siberia are a burden, our country's economy should still develop, but the development speed is just a little slower!

But as far as I know, if your country does not free itself from the quagmire of war, it will be a worrying economy! Maybe next year, you won’t even have food!"

"How did he know?"

When Molotov heard Shi Zhaoji's words, he was shocked.

You should know that the reason why they know that the GDP showed negative growth was also what they only knew when they summarized the annual results some time ago.

But how did the Han Empire know? They didn't know for a long time, but the foreign ministers of the Han Empire already knew it, which shocked Molotov.

Molotov remained calm on the surface, but a wave broke out in his heart. However, Shi Zhaoji ignored him.

"Mr. Molotov! You should show your sincerity! Don't think about using your style to deal with us. Now it is the Han Empire, not the former China. Your style is useless to us! You can go back and think about it yourself, and we will talk about it tomorrow."

Shi Zhaoji left after he finished speaking, and he had already seen it. These Russians still naively thought that if they said this, they could truce the battle.

Where is such a good thing?

Even if the Han Empire was dragged down by the war in West Siberia again, that is, the economic development was slower, if the Russians did not withdraw from the quagmire of war, their GDP would decrease next year! This is not Shi Zhaoji's nonsense, but the estimate given by Han Ling's seventh place.

After Molotov returned to the place where he arranged for him by the Han Empire, he seized the time to contact the bearded man for help.

After Shi Zhaoji came out of the reception hall of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, he also found Han Ling and told him about the results today.

"Well! You did a good job. The situation of the Russians is even more difficult than that of us. But it is probably difficult to get him to bring something out."

Han Ling nodded after hearing Shi Zhaoji's words, but at the end of his speech, Han Ling fell into deep thought.

Shi Zhaoji wanted the Russians to bring out something, but he just relied on his character of wiping his butt and licking his fingers. He was afraid that it was unlikely that he would give the empire any benefits.

Seeing Han Ling fall into deep thought, Shi Zhaoji did not disturb him, but stood aside.

It took a while before Han Ling thought of a solution.

"Zhizhi, tell Molotov tomorrow, just say that my Han Empire is short of food and wants to exchange machines for their food!"

Looking at the sinister smile that flashed across Han Ling's face, Shi Zhaoji felt something was wrong.

Machines to exchange for food?

It seems that this is strengthening the industrial power of the Russians, but is this possible?

According to Shi Zhaoji's understanding of his emperor, he never did a loss-making business. This machine exchanges food, which sounds good, but there is something strange inside!

Shi Zhaoji guessed it well, it was indeed strange.

Change the machine to food!

This is true, but whether the machine is good or something else is added to it, so Han Ling can't be blamed.

If one day, just when the Russian factory was producing weapons, countless machines suddenly exploded, and the entire arsenal was blown up, Han Ling can't blame it for improper use!
Chapter completed!