Chapter 1073 – France in Solidarity
How does it make Venezuela feel to say to Venezuela in Guyana that Britain will not be pressurized by any country and then turn around and go to Washington? So the Anglo-American special relationship also depends on how it is used.
Off Perth, Ellen Wilson stood on the deck of the mega-yacht named after her daughter, experiencing what a two hundred and sixty foot mega-yacht really feels like, meditating for a moment, and not feeling much, wondering where exactly a Comet airliner costing three-quarters of the price of a yacht stood out.
But this is the entertainment program between mother and daughter, Allen Wilson naturally is not good to say anything, today is just borrowing the daughter’s toy, to receive some friends in Malaya, concerned about caring about the simple and boring life of the Justice of the Peace.
“Executive Undersecretary!” Richard came up from the cabin, with a tsk-tsk-tsk of exclamation on his lips.
“Richard!” Alan Wilson turned back and greeted warmly, “I’m sorry to call you over just after New Year’s Day, but it’s really been a long time, and I miss my own colleagues a bit. The landing policies of some industries are also thanks to your help in looking after them.”
“You’re too kind, Permanent Undersecretary, we’re all contributing to the brightness of the Asian lighthouse.” Richard hurriedly expressed his loyalty, “If it wasn’t for you …… and the good foundation laid by High Commissioner Gerard, my job would be tough.”
“Every term has its tasks, and what is your credit is yours.” Alan Wilson said this turn of phrase self-consciously, “the lighthouse’s shine is certainly the need itself is bright enough, but the biggest role is to provide a guiding light in the darkness of the night, the darker the place the more the need for a lighthouse, I see that the surrounding is not dark enough.”
The darkness of the lamp was not a profound theory, but Alan Wilson believed the current High Commissioner understood what it meant.
If it was said in a somewhat underhanded way, Allen Wilson could apologize and wrap his mind around it with the siphon effect.
Anyway, the darker the perimeter of the Asian lighthouse, the better, otherwise it would appear that the lighthouse is not so shiny, “Make good use of the Chinese descendants of various countries, blood is thicker than water, well, all these places together are quite a bit larger than the area of British India.”
“I am a little worried ah, Burma thing ……” Richard is a little worried, to the top boss to express concern.
“It has nothing to do with us, in view of the French experience in the Vietnam battlefield, the British military forces will never go deep into the mountains and forests in the middle of the war, in saying that it is the Rangoon government made the invitation, and it has nothing to do with us.” Alan Wilson said matter-of-factly, “If Changgong doesn’t want it, let him go begging to Washington.”
At the end of the year just past, 1960, because of the problem of the remnants of the artillery party in northern Burma, Burma, after being greatly disappointed with the performance of the Indian army, made an invitation to its neighbor to fight the bandits.
Alan Wilson remembers that this was just the bull’s eye, and this year is the official military operation, “Keeping in communication with General Aung San, the UK is willing to provide a batch of weapons to arm the Burmese army, but traditionally, the British military force focuses on the sea, and we can’t use strategic air force to cooperate with Burmese operations because of the unclear relationship between the United States and the Changgong, so I hope that General Aung San can understand that. But Britain firmly supports the protection of Burma’s sovereignty and integrity, so just answer like this.”
“You should not be too nervous, I heard that there is a movie script to be filmed, you and the Governor of Hong Kong to communicate to stop?” Alan Wilson tried to relax Richard, “It’s a movie about Zheng Chenggong is it? Why did you have to ban it when you heard about it? It’s fighting Holland on the surface, but secretly it’s mapping us?”
“There is that concern, you had brought it to my attention when you left office.” Richard nodded, “It would be terrible if it had the effect of something like a final lesson in France.”
“The tactics are too direct. We support the movie.” Alan Wilson gave his answer after a moment’s thought.
“What?” Richard was confused, he didn’t understand why Alan Wilson would say that.
“A one-sided block will create misunderstanding, what I mean is to shoot according to historical facts. None of the big battles can be left behind, I know the way Xiangjiang shoots movies to save costs, twenty extras dare to play a thousand armies. I hope the movie, even if it’s not twenty-five thousand men against fifteen thousand Dutch defenders, will find actors according to this ratio. If it’s not enough, we’re willing to communicate with the Dutch in Kalimantan.”
Alan Wilson said as he thought, “The Battle of Pronghorn should be retained, I want the movie to reflect the plight of the Dutch defenders who ran out of ammunition and food, as well as the gruesome casualties at Pronghorn. Reflect the casualties in proportion to the historical facts. If the above can be done, I can help pull strings to get the Dutch to help.”
Big scenes were needed, the Xiangjiang movie was very petty, Allen Wilson didn’t appreciate it, out of respect for history and reflection on the war, it made sense to shoot it in accordance with the historical facts without any exaggeration on either side.
“Then I guess no one would have gone ahead with the shoot, the cost would have been higher than any studio’s budget.” Richard said with an educated look on his face, “We didn’t stop it, but we accomplished what we did stop it.”
“Don’t be too complacent with your words, Cleopatra is being filmed in the United States and I hear it’s quite an investment.” Allen Wilson smiled and opened his mouth, the Soviet Union was filming War and Peace and had also invested more than the world record at the time, “I never had any intention of stopping it.”
It was well known that Allen Wilson was a person who followed the customs of the country, he even worshipped Guan Gong when he was a high commissioner.
The yacht, although eighty meters long and over five hundred tons of displacement, could only actually hold twenty people normally, so the two men were at the outdoor bar looking in the direction of the tarmac, waiting for the helicopter to bring the JPs over.
Having missed seeing them for a long time, Alan Wilson embraced the JPs he had personally supported and welcomed them to Perth.
“Lord Lt. Governor, this is a beautiful yacht.” Gu Ke looked at the large luxury yacht and couldn’t help but marvel at it.
“With your worth, it’s not that you can’t afford it.” Alan Wilson didn’t forget to correct Gu Ke, “How can I, a civil servant, afford this kind of high society stuff, it was my wife who bought it. If you guys like it, she can help order it.”
The others laughed at this remark, everyone’s company had shares belonging to Alan Wilson to varying degrees.
Like Richard, many expressed concern about the situation in Burma, and Alan Wilson engaged in a bit of reassurance, “Northern Burma is a long way from where your industries are located. The fighting will not reach southern Burma. And I believe that General Aung San, has a sufficiently flexible position to cope with the present situation.”
General Aung San is a man who has voted for Japan, and his greatest position is that he has no position, and will not fall out with any of the powers, and if he dares to fall out with you, there is only one reason why he should do so, you are no power.
“How could I watch your interests being compromised, you forget that I set your son up for murder.” Alan Wilson looked at Gouke, then muttered to himself, “Some of the earlier things on you all can be sufficient proof of my reliability, not to mention now, my good is your good, if I can go further, you can rest easy.”
“We wait for Lord Zhongtang to go further.” Gu Ke raised his cup, Su Yang and the others opened their mouths together and wished.
“Isn’t there any toast of blessings like the East Sea and longevity like the South Mountain?” Alan Wilson laughed happily and finished his wine in one drink, “Your interactions with your kith and kin in neighboring countries, I know some of it in London, as long as it doesn’t involve politics, feel free to play. I don’t want to have any liaison with Mr. Chang’s island, that’s not in the current British interest. The British Empire is still different from the United States, and we have business to do.”
“What an intricate web of connections I have.” In the evening, Alan Wilson returned home to Mountbatten House, grunting with drunkenness, “Help order a few yachts, there are a couple of Justices of the Peace who want to buy them.”
“You’re really raising them.” Pamela Mountbatten, holding a towel my husband, teased as she listened.
“That, and I exist to serve all mankind, and with more people like me in the world, universal values would have been realized long ago.”
At the beginning of the year this time, France is undoubtedly in the midst of the wind and waves, the results of the referendum in Algeria has been widely questioned, the most heavyweight questioning from Washington, just assumed office of the U.S. President John F. Kennedy, as well as the American mother of Macmillan.
Macmillan has been considered the softest voice among the widespread skepticism, and the tone of many countries that have spoken out against fraud, the foreign secretary at best said some whining strange words.
But as long as there is an ostrich mentality, any objections can turn a deaf ear, the Paris government categorically stated that the referendum authenticity, the Seine River can witness the integrity of France.
France’s Grande Négociant, on the other hand, is agitating the citizens of the country that both enemies and dubious allies are pressurizing and trying to divide the integrity of France and forever relegate it to a second-rate subservient position. To weaken France’s national power in this way was something France would not allow.
Allen Wilson’s return home via Paris at the end of January coincided with France’s second referendum, with seventy-five percent of the French recognizing the validity of the referendum on Algeria, which was the natural extension of France to the south, an integral part of the country.
French citizens waving French flags and singing the Marseillaise firmly supported the De Gaulle government’s defense of national sovereignty.
The patriotic feeling on every face was overflowing, while at the same time expressing resentment at other countries speaking out against the internal affairs of France, where all the forces are united, where revolutionaries and royalists do not distinguish between right and left, and where today they are all French.
“It’s been part of it since time immemorial.” Alan Wilson, holding the newspaper he had purchased with him, thought to himself that the French are still days straight, and should absorb the advances of different cultures, and could not help but thus exclaim, “France lacks nothing but Orientalists like me.”
Alan Wilson thought that the Algerian question would end there, and there would be no big changes. Both referendums were over, both were the results France wanted, and nothing would change.