Chapter 685: Negotiation (1)

"Gavin Ackerman," Magath quickly raised his head when he saw my arrival, his eyes burst with a deep light, "I didn't expect that the person who came would be you." "Marshal Magath, long up. Da Ming." I stopped and smiled at him and stretched out my right hand. "As you can see, I am here on behalf of the Allied Nations, and at the same time, I will bring peace and a new pattern to Marais."
"The future of the Malays will be determined by the Malays themselves. It would be too early to say these before the dust settles, Mr. Ackerman." Magath stood up and shook my hand. Said not lightly, and at the same time motioned with his eyes to the orderly to get a chair for me.
In front of Magat, I didn’t show the attitude towards Haring. For people of his level, this attitude is of no use at all. On the contrary, it will only make the person showing the attitude self-conscious. Taking the insults, dealing with him also requires higher-level means.
"Okay, Harlem and the related personnel stay, and the others can go out." After the orderman brought me a chair to sit down, Magath took his seat again and ordered, everyone in the room stagnated and started immediately. He packed his things and left in silence, leaving only Magath, Haring, the orderly and a clerk.
"That's it? Not even a guard left?" I looked around and subconsciously pressed the hilt on the left waist, "Don't you worry that I will kill you all?"
"If you are willing to give up your life, then I have no objection." Magath answered calmly, showing me a device he held in his left hand-a black stick with a wire attached to the tail. It looks like a remote control.
"I put some explosives in this room. Not much. At best, I can blow the whole house into the sky." Magat said, "As long as I die, the bomb will explode, even if you are an Ackerman. You can’t survive in that situation, and after that, all negotiations are over, and the next commander I designate will take my place and lead the Malay people to fight all the invaders to the last minute.

"Tsk, I'm really prepared." I curled my lips, but didn't say much, "It's just a last resort." Magath said blankly, "This is the so-called balance of terror, and I'm also betting you I wouldn’t choose to do it, otherwise I would not ask Adolf to leave it...coffee or tea?"
"It makes sense." Magath's sudden turn made me stunned for a moment, and then nodded in response, "Coffee, milk, and more sugar for me."
"Two more cups of black tea." Magath waved his hand to let the orderly men go to work, and then crossed his fingers to look at me again, "Then, Mr. Ackerman, let us start the negotiation and tell me that the Allies will give Malais. What are the conditions for the offer?"
"This is a lot to discuss." I smiled helplessly, took out a list from my pocket and put it on the table and pushed it to Magat. "It's probably the ones on paper, if you can simply agree to it. With these conditions, I think the negotiation will be very pleasant."
"No matter what you think, you should know that such a thing will never happen." Magat sneered, picked up the list from the table and began to look carefully, "Cede the land, hand over the battleship, pay the compensation..."
"What kind of self-confidence makes you think that we will just accept failure and let the Allied powers dismember Marais?" Magath slowly thought of the contents of the list, and gradually brought a little chill in his tone, and the murderous aura was diffused. Out.
"Maybe it's because of the current battlefield situation." I spread my hands, and didn't care about the majesty of Magath's oppression. "We always have to talk, don't we?"...
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