Anti-Japanese War: My equipment is infinitely refreshed

"Cun, you know, the Soviet army has always coveted the Middle East. It happened last time when they secretly attacked Persia. If we take the initiative to invite them to attack the Middle East this time, you know what the consequences will be." After a long time, Stilwell spoke.

His voice was full of worry and helplessness.

Stilwell was well aware of the Soviet army's ambitions and strength.

The Soviet army's coveting of the Middle East is not a one-day thing. They have always been eager to expand their influence in this strategic location.

The last time the Soviet army secretly attacked Persia, the situation became tense and complicated.

If we actively invite the Soviet army to attack the Middle East this time, we will undoubtedly be playing with fire.

On the one hand, the intervention of the Soviet army might disrupt the existing balance of power.

The Middle East has become a focal point where various forces intersect. Western countries such as the United States and Britain also have their own interests and strategic layout in this land.

The arrival of Soviet troops could trigger new conflicts and competition, making the situation more difficult to control.

On the other hand, the Soviet army's actions were unpredictable.

They may act according to their own interests and strategic goals and may not necessarily fully obey the command and arrangements of the US military.

This could lead to problems in cooperation and could even cause damage to the interests of the U.S. military.

Stilwell's concerns were not without reason.

In this complex international situation, every decision needs to be carefully considered.

Inviting the Soviet army to attack the Middle East was undoubtedly a risky choice.

But faced with the current predicament, he had to think about various possible solutions.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng just sneered in his heart.

It was as if there was a cold blade hidden in his heart, waiting for an opportunity to strike in this chaotic situation.

He certainly knew the consequences of inviting the Soviet army to move south. That would be a bigger storm, a storm that would plunge the entire Middle East into endless turmoil.

However, this is exactly what he wanted to see.

In his eyes, chaos does not mean destruction, but opportunity.

The more chaotic the situation becomes, the more opportunities he will have to take advantage of the situation.

At this moment, he was like a cunning fox, looking for his prey in this battlefield filled with smoke.

He knew very well that in this turbulent time, every decision could trigger a chain reaction and every action could change the course of fate.

And he wanted to take advantage of this chaotic situation to gain the greatest benefit for himself.

He had his own calculations and plans in his mind. He was waiting for the opportunity to come, waiting for that moment of explosion.

There was an elusive light in Cun Yunsheng's eyes.

He knew that Stilwell was hesitating and weighing the pros and cons.

But he was not in a hurry. He believed that Stilwell would eventually make a choice that was beneficial to him.

"General Stilwell, your concerns are justified. The Soviet army is far more greedy than the German army, but we can only rely on their strength now." Cun Yunsheng sighed lightly, his tone carrying a hint of helplessness and heaviness.

He was well aware of Stilwell's concerns, but under the current circumstances, they seemed to have no choice.

Cun Yunsheng continued: "The Soviet army is powerful, and only they can solve this problem. We cannot give up this possible solution because of our concerns about them. In this difficult time, we must weigh the pros and cons and make the most wise decision."

His eyes revealed firmness and determination, as if he was trying to persuade Stilwell to put aside his concerns.

"Sometimes you can't just oppose blindly, you also have to think of some routines. After all, routines have won people's hearts since ancient times." Cun Yunsheng's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a sly smile, thinking to himself.

He knew that in cooperation with the Soviet Army, the US military must not completely passively accept the Soviet Army's demands, but must find ways to seize the initiative.

Through clever negotiations and strategies, they could guide the Soviet army's actions so that they could benefit themselves while also bringing benefits to the United States and other allies.

"General Stilwell, I suggest that we consider letting the Soviet army move south and wait until the Soviet army and the German army have consumed some energy before we move out. Perhaps by then, the Soviet army will realize the difficulty and retreat."

Cun Yunsheng's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, stirring up ripples in Stilwell's heart. Stilwell fell into deep thought, thinking about Cun Yunsheng's suggestion.

He understood that in this complex international situation, there is no absolute right or wrong, only the weighing of interests and the wisdom of decision-making.

He must seriously consider Cun Yunsheng's words and find a way to resolve the current crisis while protecting American interests.

"You make sense. This is indeed a good idea." After a long while, Stilwell spoke. There was a hint of thoughtful approval in his voice, as if he had finally seen a glimmer of hope after weighing the pros and cons.

"But what if the Soviet army doesn't move south?" Stilwell's worries resurfaced. His brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed uncertainty about the future.

Hearing this, Cun Yunsheng was silent for a while.

His mind was racing, thinking about all the possibilities.

After a moment, he slowly said: "They will definitely go south. The Soviet army will definitely not want to give up such a large oil field."
Yunsheng's tone was firm, he had a deep understanding of the Soviet army's greed.

Oil fields are extremely important strategic resources for any country, and the Soviet army would not easily give up such an opportunity.

"And they also want revenge." Cun Yunsheng continued.

There was a sharp light in his eyes, as if he saw the anger in the hearts of the Soviet army.

The last conflict caused losses to the Soviet army, and they must be eager for a chance to take revenge.

Driven by both interests and revenge, the possibility of the Soviet army moving south is very high.

Stilwell listened to Cun Yunsheng's analysis and nodded slightly.

He had to admit that Cun Yunsheng's judgment made sense.

But he still had concerns in his heart. After all, cooperation with the Soviet army was full of risks and uncertainties.

However, in the current predicament, they seem to have no better choice.

Stilwell decided to think over the plan again, weigh the pros and cons, and make a final decision.

"I understand. I will report this plan to the White House. I believe they will make a decision." Stilwell said.

"The general is wise." Cun Yunsheng flattered him without hesitation.

.........

"Hmph, the Americans are using us as guns." In an office on Red Square, a bearded man looked at the telegram that had been sent to him and sneered, his words naturally revealing a hint of dissatisfaction.

He stared at the telegram, as if trying to discern America's true intentions from it, his thick eyebrows slightly wrinkled, his eyes flashing with contemplation.

The bearded man knew clearly that the United States sent such a request at this time, undoubtedly wanting to use the power of the Soviet Union to solve their own problems.

The Soviet Union had already paid a huge price in the war, and the United States was trying to drag them into a new conflict.

This made him feel angry and humiliated that he was being used.

He stood up and paced back and forth in the office, thinking about how to deal with the situation.

He understood that the Soviet Union could not be easily led by the United States, but at the same time, he could not ignore the strategic importance of the Middle East.

The oil fields also held great appeal for the Soviet Union, and the opportunity for revenge was also present.

The bearded man stopped and looked into the distance.

He knew that this decision would affect the future and international status of the Soviet Union.

He had to strike a careful balance between protecting the interests of the Soviet Union and preventing the United States from succeeding.

In this complex situation, he needed to find a balance, a solution that could both meet the needs of the Soviet Union and make the United States pay a corresponding price.

"Has the KGB found out the source of those weapons in Persia?" The bearded man looked at Beria, his eyes revealing sharpness and eagerness.

He put his hands behind his back, his tall body leaning forward slightly, with an unquestionable majesty.

Belia cleared his throat and his expression became serious.

"Great leader, after a detailed investigation by the KGB, it has been basically confirmed that those American weapons and equipment were secretly provided to Persia by the United States." His voice was steady, and every word carried a tremendous force.

The bearded man's face suddenly darkened, and a hint of anger flashed in his eyes.

"It's the Americans! They are stabbing us in the back." He clenched his fists, and his joints made slight "cracking" sounds.

"On the surface, they maintain an alliance with us, but behind the scenes they support our enemies and cause trouble for us. This is unforgivable." The bearded man paced back and forth in the room, his footsteps heavy, as if every step would create a deep pit on the ground.

Beria continued: "The delivery channels of these weapons were very covert, passing through multiple middlemen and with a lot of camouflage measures. However, our agents still tracked down some key clues through unremitting efforts and finally determined the role of the United States."

The bearded man stopped, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

"We can't just let this matter go. Since the Americans want to use others to deal with us, we have to let them know that the Soviet Union is not easy to mess with." His eyes revealed a firm determination, as if he had already planned in his mind how to respond to this provocative behavior of the United States.

"Then how should we respond to the United States' request for us to go south to the Middle East?" Beria asked cautiously.

He knew that this decision was crucial and was related to the Soviet Union's interests in the Middle East and its game with the United States.

The bearded man pondered for a moment and said slowly: "We cannot easily act according to the wishes of the United States, but we cannot ignore the interests of the Middle East, especially those oil fields."

"We want to let the United States know that we can go south, but it must be on our terms, and they must pay the price for their previous actions."

In fact, these weapons were sold to Persia by Cun Yunsheng, but he used several guises to disguise himself, and his methods were extremely clever.

In this complex international situation, he is like a chess player hiding in the dark, making careful plans and maneuvering skillfully.

Cun Yunsheng knew very well that once his actions were discovered, it would cause huge waves.

So he took great pains to disguise his identity and make the clues of the transaction confusing. In the end, the KGB could only trace it back to the US military, which was also within his expectations.

He cleverly took advantage of the conflicts and suspicions among various forces and hid himself tightly.

Even if the investigation leads to Cun Yunsheng, they will only think that it was instigated by the US military.

In people's perception, how could a small brigadier general have such great power?
This is simply a fantasy.

Cun Yunsheng seized on this mentality and boldly implemented his plan.

And his actions will have a profound impact on the entire situation in the Middle East.

"Let the troops of the Caucasus Military District move south immediately. This time we want revenge." The bearded man was silent for a while, then gave the order.

"Yes."

.........

Marshal Budyonny frowned slightly when he received the bearded man's telegram.

His weathered face was now filled with solemnity and thought.

The telegram in his hand seemed to be of a thousand pounds, making him feel the heavy responsibility and pressure.

He still remembered the disastrous defeat last time clearly.

The fierce battle scene, the soldiers' shouts and pain kept replaying in his mind like a movie.

That failure was like a deep scar engraved in his heart.

During this period of time, he has been committed to restoring the vitality of the troops, carefully planning every training link, and adjusting the strategic deployment, just to make the troops regain their strong combat effectiveness.

At the same time, the thought of revenge was constantly burning in his heart.

He longed to return to the battlefield again, to avenge his past humiliation and seek justice for those soldiers who died in the battle.

He clenched his fists and his eyes revealed firm determination.

However, facing the bearded man's telegram, he also understood the complexity involved.

Going south to the Middle East means facing another difficult challenge.

He must carefully weigh the pros and cons and formulate the most reasonable battle plan.

Marshal Budyonny nodded slightly, his eyes showing a thoughtful look. "This is an opportunity." He whispered to himself.

"How are you preparing the intelligence we asked you to collect?" Marshal Budyonny asked the intelligence staff behind him.

After the last disastrous defeat, he ordered people to collect intelligence on Persia.

It just happened to come in handy this time.

"According to intelligence, Persia is fighting the Turkish army, but due to supply constraints, the Turkish army chose to stop advancing after occupying part of the territory." The intelligence staff said quickly.

"Go on, is there any other important information?" the marshal asked the intelligence officer.

The intelligence staff immediately continued to report: "Currently, the main force of the Persian army is mainly concentrated in the front line fighting against the Turkish army, and the defense in the rear is relatively weak. In addition, we found that the Persian logistics supply line is long, and the defense at some key nodes is not tight, which may become the key point for our breakthrough. In addition, from the intelligence we have, there are certain differences in Persia regarding this war. Some people and forces are dissatisfied with the continuation of the war. This may provide us with some factors that can be used in intelligence warfare and psychological warfare."

Marshal Budyonny listened quietly, tapping his fingers on the table, his brain working rapidly, thinking about how to use this intelligence to formulate a more perfect battle plan. (End of this chapter)