Chapter 1033 – Selling out Congo
Alan Wilson this time prepared for everything, worth this special moment of the Iranian oil crisis, to ensure the smooth development of the relationship between Britain and the Soviet Union, to develop a whole set of itinerary arrangements to ensure the smooth development of the relationship between the two countries.
He knows that the United States is secretly watching it, Britain certainly did not rifle a throw directly surrender idea, but also to pull the Soviet Union together.
In view of this, although the headlights shook the eyes, Alan Wilson still followed the Foreign Secretary Macmillan, went up to the visiting Soviet cultural delegation to express welcome.
Among the members who came this time, in addition to the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe, there are some famous Soviet movie actors, with the Soviet Union’s Audrey Hepburn known as Tatyana Samoilova, Paul Kochakin movie protagonist Vasily Ranovoy is also among them.
From this can be seen, the Soviet Union this time the cultural delegation gold is also very high, Alan Wilson is naturally not dare to slack off, will be the UK’s two benchmark actors, Audrey Hepburn and Elizabeth Taylor all called back, the two British contemporary popular actresses have a film contract, but at this time, it should be the first for the country and then talk about the rest.
Vivien Leigh was naturally indispensable, and the Great British Treasure never failed to respond to Alan Wilson’s requests.
“The Soviets always bring out this chorus, which is rather annoying.” With the touch of the culture czar still lingering on the tips of his fingers, Alan Wilson immediately said so to Foreign Secretary Macmillan as soon as he turned his head, expressing himself as an unwavering pro-American.
Britain is not like the Soviet system of countries still have political trials, otherwise it will certainly dig deep similar to the Foreign Office permanent undersecretary of the two-faced people, must be criticized stinking criticized down, stepped on 10,000 feet so that he will never be able to turn over.
However, my Great Britain has its own national conditions here, like Alan Wilson such a person is not unheard of, such as the head of British counterintelligence, MI5 director Mr. Philby.
“Alan, it’s still useful now, don’t be so hostile.” Macmillan signaling a little peace and quiet, he is also a genuine pro-American faction, but also know that at this time Britain needs the Soviet Union, to share the pressure of the United States on the issue of the Iranian oil crisis.
To Alan Wilson that Macmillan is not pro-American enough, but also indignant muttering, “a poor country to keep their heads down and develop on it, every day shouting what to liberate the world, in addition to those third world pants can not afford to wear the natives, who need them to save?”
Macmillan sighed, he knew the deputy and McCarthy wore the same pants, just saying that now was not the time.
The banner of pro-American and anti-Soviet, Allen Wilson is set, but also have to take into account the objective conditions, can only follow the foreign minister, warmly welcome the arrival of the Soviet cultural delegation in London.
Regarding the Red Flag Song and Dance Troupe, Allen Wilson has arranged a number of concerts for Londoners to enjoy.
And for the representatives of the film industry, also arranged through the Ministry of the Interior exchange, the Soviets love to drink enough. The itinerary is described as intensive, as for the rest of the hotel, he personally checked, absolutely soundproof, to prevent the Soviets think that Britain will take the opportunity to eavesdrop.
Night fell, the Soviets stayed in the hotel has been dark, Alan Wilson is cleaning up the culprits of the daytime high beams, with strong hands to untie the Culture Czar on the body, the mouth also muttered for the Culture Czar to wipe the headlights.
The only models that exercised the ability to turn on the high beams that Alan Wilson had test-driven were the Dragoon Sisters, two Swedish actresses, Greta Garbo and Ingrid Bergman, and the Culture Czar in front of him.
“Whew!” Foltseva hugged the head of the man on her chest, her eyes narrowed slightly, and a meaningless expression appeared on her face.
Culture czar boat, not long after the two went into the middle of the bathroom, enjoying the British foreign ministry permanent undersecretary of the car polishing service, and finally wenching kiss eel officially began.
In terms of dealing with milf this kind of woman, Alan Wilson can be said to be full of experience, and his experience can be completely written into a book, such as “Ai Zhongtang and my mother’s two or three things”.
The autobiography of the British native would be called “Ai Zhongtang, a Generation of Virtuous Ministers”, and the colonial release would be called “Ai Zhongtang, a Graceful Parent”.
Sitting and melting into one, the two men looked at each other in all directions, and Foltseva said in an accent with an exotic flavor, “You are the most daring man I have ever met, and you should know that I have most of the power than you do, and in a sense Aidan doesn’t have as much as I do.”
“And I recognize that’s the thing, the country’s system is different. You are the most powerful woman in the world.” Alan Wilson replied with a smirk, reaching over and wiping a hand on Foltseva’s cheek, the culture tsar’s cheeks were sweaty, “Did you come well prepared, wearing such edgy lingerie underneath?”
Foltseva was a little embarrassed and muttered, “Don’t think that only you women in capitalist countries know beauty.”
It was indeed beautiful, and Alan Wilson, who had already taken it for a test drive himself, nodded that the Soviet car had definitely lost weight.
Only talk about the wind and moon not to talk about national affairs is not Allen Wilson key road in the style of the people, what Cambridge five, combined, are not as important as he is to the Soviet Union, since it has been face-to-face, it should be exchanged information.
Face-to-face exchange of information, although some risk, but for the two men’s current position, on the contrary, is the safest way.
“When I learned that you were going to lead a delegation to visit Britain, I immediately put aside my affairs in Africa and rushed back from Africa.” Alan Wilson, who was holding an afterthought cigarette, half-smiled his eyes and wrapped his arms around the Culture Czar’s petite body, “Even though I was in Africa, I have been keeping an eye on you, and was pleased with your outstanding performance during your visit to Washington.”
Foltseva can be called a solid position, but Allen Wilson still reminded that in general occasions should learn Brezhnev, do not take a position on domestic affairs, international affairs, although the world to bring a greater impact, but really something happened, the nature of the nature of the matter is far less serious than for domestic affairs, this is also a fact.
Foltseva heart can not help but be a little touched, it is a British so put himself in his shoes.
On the one hand there was some regret at the fact of being in two separate countries, but a voice told her that this was exciting, and the arm around the man grew strong.
“We have an operation that would probably be easier to pull off if we had the Soviet Union on board.” Allen Wilson spoke suddenly, as he had the last time they had met in Moscow, earlier in London, and in Potsdam a dozen years ago.
Thinking in this way Alan Wilson and the Culture Czar had been in a bind not once or twice, and Foltseva softly inquired, “What is it? I guess it’s the Iranian oil crisis, or the Indonesian thing to act.”
“If Britain makes a decision on the oil crisis, it will inform the Soviet Union through official channels, not in the middle of this cultural visit. The Indonesian matter has not yet been decided to act, it depends on whether Sukarno continues to be close to the Soviet Union and the development of the Indonesian Communist Party to decide the time to act.”
Alan Wilson shook his head to indicate that now was not the time, then the conversation turned, “It’s the other question, this is a matter we are close to immediately, than the Congo, I can’t believe that the Central Presidency of the USSR hasn’t talked about it.”
“At the last meeting before I came here, the question of the Congo was discussed, to become independent from Belgium wasn’t it?” Foltseva nodded, a lover at the moment, the culture czar was just as leaky.
“That was the result of American pressure to keep Belgium from suppressing it. The part that involves Britain, the border of Northern Rhodesia is like a barbell, extremely easy to cut off in the middle. That salient is in the Lubumbashi area.”
Alan Wilson said slowly, “Lumumba is a man we don’t like, and even if the U.S. doesn’t agree with it, we can be sure that the Lubumbashi region will be annexed to Northern Rhodesia through the covert communication of the Belgian settlers. The consequences could lead to pressure from the U.S. Just like this Iranian oil crisis, how important the Belgian Congo is is known from the Berlin Peace Conference back then. It was the center of all of Africa. The colonial division of Africa was centered on the Belgian Congo.”
“This man Lumumba has a lot of prestige in the Belgian Congo that no one can match, and he has no love for the free world or for the United States, which seems to have nothing to do with colonialism. Once we take the Lubumbashi region, he’ll surely turn against the free world and probably ask the Soviet Union for help, and once he does, death is not far behind.”
“And you dare to kill a national hero?” Foltseva couldn’t help but lose her voice, but immediately shook her head again, “Yes, what wouldn’t you imperialists dare.”
“Yes, what wouldn’t you dare, I, an imperialist, even dared to sleep in the same bed with a high ranking Soviet official.”
Alan Wilson grunted and laughed, “Just compare to the situation in the Congo, isn’t it easy for us to just bribe an ambitious person and let them kill Lumumba themselves?”
As soon as the words left his mouth, he was viciously pinched around the waist by the Culture Tsar’s demonic grasp, but what was almost the most unlikely thing in the world was a fact before his eyes, and he’d only just even completed a manned spaceflight.
“What the hell do you want to talk to me about.” Foltseva inquired with an exasperated opening, “To specifically humiliate me? I even ……”
Humming, Foltseva wasn’t uttering a word, Allen Wilson immediately knew his mistake, “Actually, if there is no military force, it’s simpler for us to kill a so-called independent leader in Africa than to press an ant to death. But having someone to protect him is different, in fact, Africa is so backward, as long as there is an armed advisor of three to five hundred people with the face of an aid expert by Lumumba’s side, it will be impossible for him to be overthrown by a military coup, and the difficulty of assassination will be much higher.”
“What good would that do you?” Foltseva asked suspiciously in return, oblivious to the fact that the two had only just made merry.
“The benefit to Britain is the same as the benefit of Indonesia becoming a Soviet system country; the Congo becomes pro-Soviet, and the United States sees the consequences, so don’t even think about using the coercion against Belgium a second time.”
Alan Wilson lazily said, “If the Azerbaijani region in the north of Iran has Soviet forces, the Iranian oil crisis Britain has long accepted the U.S. arbitration, this is not a benefit?”