Cannon Fire Arc Chapter 326

Chapter 326: Chapter 13: Negotiations with the Federation (Additional Updates 24/33)_2

Vasily was curious, “Isn't it just a magazine?”

Wang Zhong replied, “Those who can make it onto this magazine are all influential figures of their time.”

Vasily grunted, “Oh,” and mumbled, “Then we could publish something similar. Just being on the cover would be awesome.”

Colonel Johnwick beamed a hearty smile.

At this moment, a Federation senior citizen approaching his sixties came to Colonel Johnwick's side: “Could you help introduce us, Colonel?”

“Certainly, Mr. Ambassador. General Rocossov, this is Mr. Hawthorn, the Federation's ambassador to the Ante Empire. Mr. Ambassador, this is General Rocossov.”

Wang Zhong had already learnt the ambassador's name from Miss Ellie prior to his arrival, so this was merely a formality.

As soon as Johnwick finished speaking, the ambassador reached out his hand first: “It's an honor to meet General Rocossov. You've already been called the 'Star of Victory' by Time magazine.”

Wang Zhong smiled. It was a moment when modesty was appropriate: “You flatter me too much.”

Ambassador Hawthorn went on, “Our domestic analysts agree with your conclusion that a quick victory is not possible. They surmise that there are two main reasons why the faction advocating a quick victory became mainstream; first, the soldiers driven from their homes are eager to reclaim their land and seek revenge; second, everyone knows that next year will be extremely difficult.”

Wang Zhong replied, “Isn't the Federation the same?”

Ambassador Hawthorn said, “I won't deny that currently the Empire of Fusang is launching full-scale offensives, and we are being beaten back on all fronts. But once our war machine is fully up and running, the Empire of Fusang will definitely be defeated.”

Wang Zhong retorted, “Our war potential is even greater.”

“Yes, indeed,” nodded the ambassador, “But as you know, our war machine has not fully started yet, plus, with limitations in transport capacity, the aid we can provide next year will be limited…”

Wang Zhong said, “The war against the Empire of Fusang is mainly naval; it's the navy's job. The ground combat in Europa is over and the amphibious assault on Mamluk is still in the planning stage. Just give us the tanks first; it will help us to hold off the Prussian onslaught.”

Ambassador Hawthorn laughed heartily, “Your straightforward style actually suits us Federation people quite well. After all, to the gentlemen in the United Kingdom, we're all seen as the uncultured nouveau riche who prefer to be direct.”

Just as Wang Zhong was about to reply, the door opened: “His Majesty is waiting to see the ambassador in the audience hall.”

“Oh, it's time to make an appearance,” said the ambassador looking at Wang Zhong, “I'll see you at the negotiating table.”

After saying this, he and a few aides followed the palace guards out of the lounge.

Wang Zhong asked Johnwick, “Shall we continue to wait?”

“Yes. The audience is just a formality. His Majesty the Tsar will not participate in the negotiations. It will be us who will discuss the specifics of the aid,” Johnwick paused for a moment, then suddenly asked, “What do you think Ante urgently needs the most right now? The most important thing.”

Without hesitation, Wang Zhong answered, “SPAM canned meat.”

Chapter end

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