Comrade, your ingredients are too complicated.

July 1942, 7, 27 kilometers north of Suiyuan.

In the early morning, the sunlight in the plateau was as dazzling as an arrow, shining through the train windows and directly onto the faces of the passengers.

With the clanging rhythm of the car, Huang He, who was originally dazed, gradually woke up. After getting rid of his sleepiness, he stood up and stretched, then slowly walked out of the car.

At this time, the army reorganization expert who was traveling with them had already finished washing up.

The other person was standing in the corridor of the carriage, staring intently at the grassland scenery outside the window, so much so that he didn't even notice someone approaching him from behind.

"Mr. Nie, how did you sleep in the second half of last night? Was your insomnia a serious problem?"

"If it really doesn't work, wait until we get to Commander Yang's headquarters. Would you like to take a rest?"

"Hey, different track specifications are really troublesome and delay our work. After the Ji-er and Er-ku railways are fully connected, we must change the track to a unified standard width."

Through the joint efforts of all the soldiers and civilians of the Suiyuan Military Region, the new route, Ji-Er Railway, planned by the border region and the headquarters at the end of last year, is now initially ready for traffic.

In order to ensure the safety and smooth operation of railway transportation, the army reorganization experts even specially formulated a plan to prevent wind, sand and erosion, and also arranged multiple railway engineering units to be responsible for daily maintenance.

Of course, this new route is not without its drawbacks.

Since the rail spacing standards of the TG and the Russians are different, each batch of military or daily necessities needs to be unloaded and changed cars when it arrives at Erlian Station. This is also the reason why the comrades were unable to get a good rest last night.

Hearing Huang He's concerned greeting, the army reorganization expert waved his hand casually, indicating that his colleagues did not need to worry.

"I'm only 43 years old after my birthday this year, and I'm in the prime of my life. Can you please stop treating me like an old man? I'm still very strong!"

"Speaking of rest, I think you are the one who should catch up on your sleep. I don't know who was the one who kept mumbling when we set out in the early morning."

Early yesterday morning, the Suiyuan Military Region suddenly received a meeting request initiated by the Russians.

Considering the lack of strategically savvy advisers around him, General Nie decisively woke up the sleeping Huang He and asked him to accompany him to the grassland capital for a meeting.

Of course, there is also a bit of selfishness involved. After all, everyone is afraid that the Yellow River will become sick due to overwork.

Taking him on a business trip can at least give him some fresh air.

After complaining about his colleagues, the Army Reorganization Expert first looked at the watch on his arm, and then continued:

"Regarding the track change you just mentioned, the border area and Cold Wind City actually have similar ideas. For the current situation on the Eastern Front in Europe, time is equal to life."

"Every batch of aid delivered to the front line in a timely manner may affect the final outcome of the entire battle."

"But our northern neighbors are obviously still worried about us. They have been holding on to the Siberian Railway. I guess even if they change the track, it will only affect the entire plateau area at most."

After these words were spoken, Huang He curled his lips with a hint of disdain.

The Russians controlled the vast and sparsely populated Far East region entirely by relying on the Trans-Siberian Railway. In a sense, this railway was their lifeblood.

Holding on to something is indeed the other party's usual style.

However, the territory that the border region wants to recover is far more than just 500 kilometers north of Suiyuan.

Aren’t there also Outer Northwest and Outer Northeast? These can also be discussed.

"Tsk, it seems that the pressure from De San is not great enough. Didn't Old Dai have intelligence indicating that Meyer has been urging people to research new strategic bombers recently? Hurry up and increase the intensity!"

"To be honest, if anything unexpected happens to our supply in the second half of 1942, I'm sure the bearded man's partiality system will reach a new high."

"When people are in a hurry, they tend to rob Peter to pay Paul. Everyone is willing to take advantage of the chaos to stir up trouble."

The current border region's assistance to the Russians can be described as full firepower.

Especially in the Air Force, Huang He even had reason to suspect that the number of Spitfire and Hurricane fighters equipped by the Southern Army Group was infinitely close to the sum of MiGs, LaGGs and Yak.

There's nothing we can do about it. They have enough pilots and can handle as many fighter jets as possible on the spot.

Compared with other major belligerent countries or large forces, the border region's foundation is still somewhat weak.

Because of this, TG has become Big Beard's largest client today.

If Party A has new demands, you, Party B, have to do it no matter how reluctant you are.

Unless, you, Da Huzi, can find another supplier that is extremely reliable and provides convenient transportation.

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While Mr. Nie was chatting with Huang He, the train they were riding on, pulled by two locomotives, drove into the mountain road.

At this moment, the view outside the window was no longer the endless grassland, but round hills with an average height of no more than 800 meters. Half an hour later, with the sound of the whistle, the speed of the entire train gradually slowed down. After successfully passing through the hilly area, the comrades finally arrived at the destination of this trip, the grassland capital.

"Wow, this place is quite interesting. It's quite different from the style of our Suiyuan City."

Unlike what Huang He had imagined, in addition to the yurts that can be seen everywhere in the outskirts of the grassland capital, there are actually quite a few bulky Soviet-style buildings.

Take the station where everyone is now.

There is no roof here, and all trains are parked next to the open-air platform. Anyone who comes here can tell at a glance that there is something fishy going on.

When the train stopped, Huang was the first to get off accompanied by his personal security team.

Looking out, the green outside the station almost spread to the horizon. The lush grass undulated under the strong wind and finally merged with the blue sky.

"Huang He, long time no see!"

"I have been looking forward to seeing you all here for so long! Did you have a smooth journey? Did you encounter any emergencies? By the way, where is General Nie?"

Just as Huang He was taking the lead and preparing to look for comrades to pick him up, a group of people suddenly rushed out of the entrance of the railway station. The leader was none other than Commander Yang of the former Shanxi-Chahar-Hebei First Division.

Seeing an old acquaintance whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Huang first showed a sly smile, and then greeted him in a teasing tone:

"Oh, oh, oh, isn't this our border envoy Yang Chou? Others are busy with their first job, but why don't you look that busy, sir?"

"Thanks to you, our journey was smooth sailing without any major problems."

"General Nie is still behind us. He and his comrades from the military district will be here soon."

After hearing this, Commander Yang shook his head helplessly.

As a young man of the same age as Huang He, he was often teased by him. Almost no one in the border area was more familiar with this sarcastic way of speaking than himself.

After a moment of silence, Commander Yang hurried over and whispered in his colleague's ear:

"Brother, stop joking today. Don't you see who is here? Although I have nothing to fear, it's not a pleasant feeling to be targeted by someone."

"Besides, the Northwest Frontier Commissioner and Commander-in-Chief of the Northwest Frontier Defense Army is just an empty position with no salary."

"If possible, I would still prefer to be the deputy commander of the military region. At least the work in Suiyuan Military Region is relatively easy, and I don't need to deal with various conflicts caused by customs and culture every day."

In fact, the person who was most happy about TG's recovery of its homeland was not Zhanhu, but the bald man far away in the capital of the southwest.

After the Wuchang Uprising, the Qing dynasty had just been buried when the Russians, who had taken advantage of chaos to rob many times in history, extended their evil hands to this plateau.

Although Guosu lost actual control, it still held the sovereignty firmly in its hands.

If it weren't for the fact that his side was weak, Baldy would even want to personally take charge and resolve the dispute between the two parties.

It is precisely because they are worried that they will be nailed to the pillar of shame in history by future generations and become a sinner despised by everyone.

So in the original timeline, he fled to the island and repeatedly emphasized that the treaty was invalid, and used his veto power at the United Nations meeting to prevent MNG from joining.

However, any normal person can see through this attempt to whitewash oneself.

Now, without making any effort, Guosu returned to China's embrace 500 kilometers north of Suiyuan. How could the bald man not be ecstatic?

Upon learning the good news that the border area had recovered lost territory, he appointed Commander Yang without hesitation.

After all, in the bald man's view, as long as this piece of land is in the hands of "their own people", then everything that follows can be discussed. At most, it's just a matter of fighting a war. If they can't beat the foreigners, do they dare not fight you?

Huang He looked at Commander Yang, who had a serious expression on his face, and thought of the word "outsider" he had just mentioned, and he immediately became alert. He pretended to hug his colleague while looking behind him.

After observing carefully for a moment, he saw a middle-aged man with an old-fashioned melon-shaped hat, glasses and a beard.

“Hey, the terrifying giant, why is he here?

"The border region is not sending him to assist you in your work, right? But let's be honest, given the current situation, you do need such a ruthless person to be your deputy."

"Okay, then I'll be more careful with my words and stop talking nonsense next time."

Hearing this, Commander Yang rolled his eyes in annoyance. If they wanted to help him deal with local disputes, they should send the dean of the Nationalities College.

Not only are they considered half-locals, but they also have professional expertise and have more or less connections in the grassland capital, giving them more advantages in carrying out related work.

Even if the head of the education department of Wu is too busy to do anything, he should at least send someone from Anhui. It is no big deal to let Kang Sir do it. (End of this chapter)