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The benefits will be greater.

They are creating a bright future.

So some contracts were signed.

Yeliqin's eyes rolled around, and a gleam of light flashed across his eyes.

The other party was so straightforward that he wanted to take advantage of the situation.

That is to allow the Ross Federal Government, which replaced it, to continue to maintain its status as a superpower.

If you can't be the boss, being the second in command is fine.

But you absolutely cannot be the youngest.

Chapter 396: Yeliqin, the lackey, the Soviet Union is in turmoil

"Mr. Prime Minister, don't you think it's excessive to ask for this?"

"It's fine for you to form a new federal government and join the Confederacy. I can agree to that right now."

"But if you want to keep your original status, I'm sorry, I can't agree to that."

Morgan Pheromone looked directly at Yeliqin opposite him, feeling a little contempt in his heart.

Doesn't this guy know what's going on?!

The collapse of the Soviet Union is what the Freemasons want to see.

In this way, the United States they support will become the world's only superpower.

Become the real world boss and cover the world with one hand.

Their layout has already begun, which is the globalization of the United States, including military bases distributed in countries around the world.

Seven major naval fleets cruise across the four oceans on a daily basis.

Nuclear deterrence covers the entire world.

In terms of economy, the rice knife will become an international currency.

Achieving absolute control over various industries such as finance and technology is equivalent to controlling the lifeline of the global economy.

Countries around the world, join the Allied camp.

Those who do not join will be excluded, divided and defeated.

Or, let them fall into war and poverty for a long time.

Basically, half of the layout has been completed, and the rest will take four to five years.

Once completed, the Freemasons will completely control the world.

The dream of dominating the world will also be fully realized.

As a result, Yelitzin actually proposed that their newly formed Russian federal government maintain the status of the Soviet Union.

Are you kidding me?

The Freemasons do not want to see a second Soviet Union, so there is no way they would agree to such unreasonable demands.

Does this guy think being a grandson is not enough and he wants to be the master again?

If you are a grandson, just do your job well. Why do you have to keep asking for more? Let the serfs sing about their liberation.

You're looking for death, you're an idiot!

"Mr. Morgan, we don't have such an idea. We just want to..."

Yeliqin hurriedly explained, but he hadn't finished speaking.

It was forcibly interrupted by Morgan Pheromone.

"Mr. Yuan, please clarify your current international status."

"I can agree to the other conditions, but I don't agree to this one. You can handle it yourself."

Morgan Pheromone knocked on the table and said.

If it were the Soviet Union's peak, he might not dare to speak like this.

But now that the Soviet Union was disintegrating, a crumbling alliance was no longer a concern.

Today's Yeliqin and others are not heroes at all.

But a group of bears.

Such a powerful Soviet Union was defeated in their hands. I guess Sidarin and Khru were so angry that they wanted to crawl out of hell.

Therefore, Morgan Pheromone did not put Yeliqin on the same level.

Hear this.

Yeliqin and others looked at each other, their expressions a little unhappy.

But there is no other way, they need help from others.

If all their efforts were wasted because of this incident...

Indeed, it's not worth it.

Their newly formed Russian federal government must never follow the old path of the Soviet Union.

Become an enemy of the world and then be isolated by other countries.

Isn't that a suicidal act?!

The only way is to integrate into the Western world.

Develop together and make progress together.

If you suffer a little injustice now, just endure it and it will pass.

Think of this.

Yeliqin immediately changed his expression 360 degrees, with a broad smile on his face and a flattering tone in his voice.

"Mr. Morgan, I'll do as you say, but could you give us some time to discuss this internally?"

"Is three days enough?"

Morgan Pheromone glanced at the lackey-like Yeliqin and said in a light tone.

"Mr. Morgan, three days is a bit difficult. You know, it involves national affairs after all.

Yeliqin looked a little embarrassed when he heard this, and then said in a negotiating tone, "One week, is that okay with you?"

"Okay, I'll give you a week."

"I hope you can..."

Morgan Pheromone paused for a moment when he spoke here, staring intently at Yeliqin, and then said, "Make the right choice."

"Of course, Mr. Morgan, don't worry." Yeliqin nodded quickly.

"During this time I stayed at the Katyusha Hotel."

Morgan Pheromone threw down a sentence, stood up and led his people away.

The Katyusha Hotel they mentioned is located not far from the Red Palace.

Yeliqin and others quickly stood up and escorted him back to the hotel, showing their image as lackeys to the fullest.

However, upon returning.

The smile on Yeliqin's face disappeared, and his whole face seemed to be shrouded in a deep gloom.

His lips were tightly pursed, and he said nothing.

Every breath seems to be inhaling endless darkness and oppression, which makes people shudder.

People also dare not approach him easily, as if there is unimaginable danger and darkness deep in his heart.

Seeing this, Prime Minister Andrew hesitated for a moment before speaking: "Head of State, the Western world does not want to see us rise again, even as a new federal government."

"So the Freemasons' goal is very clear: there can only be one superpower in the world, and that is the United States."

"If we hold on to this, I'm afraid..."

Having said that, Andrew didn't say anything else.

We are all smart people, and we will understand if we understand.

As expected, the gloomy Yeliqin heard these words.

His brows suddenly furrowed and he fell silent.

for a long time.

He sighed and said, "It seems we have no choice but to compromise, but in the end we still have to rely on ourselves."

"The West is unreliable."

Andrew's eyes turned and he asked, "What do you mean?"

"Keep your strength. We need deterrence to ensure the stability of the new federal government."

"I agree."

"Head of State, China is on the rise. Why not get them to cooperate with us?" At this time, the silent Minister of Internal Affairs Malenkov suddenly interrupted.

Upon hearing this, Yeliqin glanced at Malenkov and said, "China? Is it feasible?"

"Head of State, China has a strong momentum of development and is a good partner." Malenkov nodded and explained.

"Andrew, what do you think?" Yeliqin looked at Andrew and asked.

"It's feasible, but we must also be wary of China. There are no permanent friends when it comes to national interests." Andrew said after pondering for a moment.

"Notify the Ministry of Foreign Affairs about this matter and find a suitable opportunity to contact China."

"Yes, Führer."

"Besides, the KGB is keeping an eye on the Freemasons, as well as representatives from other countries. I don't want them to gain any more benefits."

Yeliqin frowned and said seriously, "Nuclear weapons, especially the Tsar, cannot be touched."

“Without strength, even if we form a new federal government, it will be tossed around like a ball.”

"If necessary, I don't mind you using any means, including force, to resolve the problem."

"The military police, garrison troops, and special forces can be mobilized at any time."

"Understood, Führer."

……

at the same time.

Moscow, suburbs.

Inside the hay warehouse on a dilapidated farm.

There were many weapons and ammunition placed on the long table, and there were even some grenades, Broadsword anti-personnel mines, and RPGs on the ground.

At this moment, two teams of white mercenaries are choosing their own suitable weapons.

From the language these people used, it could be determined that they were a group of French mercenaries.

Moreover, they are from the French Foreign Legion GCP Parachute Commando, the most elite special unit of the 11th Airborne Brigade.

After retiring, these people are basically top mercenaries active in the mercenary world.

The appearance of the GCP paratroopers here is obviously not simple.

Chapter 397: Special forces from various countries gather, illegal taxi drivers refuse

Inside the warehouse.

GCP paratroopers are selecting suitable weapons.

Just then, the warehouse door opened.

A middle-aged white man wearing camouflage pants and a leather jacket walked in with two tall white men.