Chapter 1146 Exchange of spies I was there

Exchange time is scheduled for two days later, and the American side to communicate, Alan Wilson then replied that there is no objection, waiting for the exchange time can be, in fact, he was very surprised, there is a sentence want to ask Galliman, Pinkovsky case was captured by the two other Americans, and do not communicate with the Soviet side to communicate?

Maybe the Americans think that the two Americans arrested have no exchange value, or that there will be opportunities later?

But? If he remembered correctly, it seemed that the two Americans in the Pinkowski case were eventually shot.

If the two Americans ended up being shot, and the British Gravender was exchanged back this time, then perhaps the repercussions caused by this exchange of spies would not end so easily.

“Dulles, is Britain’s heat so good to rub off on?” Because this is the internal affairs of the United States, after Alan Wilson figured out the key to it, he absolutely shut his mouth, and took it as nothing today.

His relationship with the Americans, after all, is still not as deep as Foltseva to be more profound.

The two days of waiting time also had to find a way to get through before it was too late, Hedy Lamarr’s framing work, received extra care from the Executive Undersecretary, and many of the landmarks in West Berlin left traces of the two of them.

“This exchange of spies could be fodder for a 2007 movie. There are times when it can be adapted to reality, and there might be unexpected effects, but of course the quality of the movie is something that must be kept in check.”

Hearing the man’s words, Hedy Lamarr gave a blank stare, “As if you know much about movies.”

“Don’t I know anything about it? The Night the Comet Came counts as an example of making a big movie out of a small one, it also won an award in France, right?” Alan Wilson asked rhetorically with the tone of the absolute original creator.

This? Hedy Lamarr opened her mouth, unable to say anything else, “Let’s assume you have a point.”

Once again, the Executive Vice President squeaked by, mentally self-evaluating his acting skills should not be next to these actresses.

If not for Woodpecker Pictures is now the top French and even European film company, the night the comet came this movie, will definitely be like the latter days like cost $50,000, box office $60,000, box office is absolutely buried.

The reason why this time there is such a big achievement, in addition to Hedy Lamarr play young again on camera, but also and the status of the film company in the current Europe, otherwise it is absolutely not so easy.

In order to accumulate material for Ms. Hedy Lamarr, Alan Wilson decided to personally meet Abel, the thousand-faced spy king that the United States used to stir up trouble, and this kind of character crowned as the spy king really aroused his curiosity.

It is normal to say, Abel was born in Britain, taking into account the current domestic has been done to the head of MI5 Philby, this result can not be said to be unexpected, after the First World War, the threat posed by the Bolsheviks to say that the serious is also serious, to say that is not serious is also not serious, not serious in, when the Soviet Union is not the current Soviet Union, the military power of the imperialists can still make the Soviet Union afraid, not like now, no U.S. can not be done.

On the serious side, to a large extent, it was reflected in the fact that in many countries there were really large numbers of spies who were interested in the Soviet Union, and Abel was one of them.

Accompanied by Galliman, Allen Wilson offered to explore Abel’s journey.

Garriman, confronted by an Englishman of the same rank as his boss, nodded his head in agreement although he didn’t understand what the purpose was, “Sir Wilson, the man is cunning.”

“I also know that turning him is impossible, if it were possible you would have done it long ago.” Alan Wilson straight to the point, said he was not slandering the United States, but the fact that, “a chat is always rewarding, otherwise it is inevitable that no one will learn from him, and we can also do a good job of defense.”

He couldn’t say that the fall of Abel, the spy with a thousand faces in the movie, must have had a share of my Great Britain.

As for why the British-born Abel became a Soviet spy, this is not very simple, their family is an immigrant from Imperial Russia, there is nothing wrong with the heart to the motherland.

“I hear the Americans are offering you eleven hundred thousand dollars a year, why don’t you cooperate with the free world. What do you want that we can’t provide?” Alan Wilson and Abel’s conversation made Garryman next to him very embarrassed, he understood all the reasoning, but the head of the British intelligence service spoke too much.

“In this world, there is also something called ideals.” Abel spoke with a sneer, “Of course you don’t.”

“That illusory thing, what’s the point of having one.” Alan Wilson bristled with disdain, “Speaking as if you’re so righteous, expanding your influence isn’t for profit? Is it really to liberate the world? The technological level of this world is far from the time to build your so-called ideals.”

“Don’t think that the Soviet Union’s steel production, coal, oil, cotton, and apples have all caught up with the world’s lowest-cost oil, iron ore, coal, and even low-cost raw materials are all in the hands of the free world, and the Congo was won by you once, so do you really think you can replicate it a second time? The Congo has been won by you once, do you really think you can replicate it a second time?”

“So what if the Soviet Union is the number one textile country? It’s just an industry that Britain doesn’t want to continue to invest in, because it’s not profitable, can you sell a shirt for the price of gold? You can’t!”

Alan Wilson spoke with a very condescending tone, he knew that in another ten years, the Soviet Union would reach its peak, and all kinds of industrial indicators would climb to the top of the world, so what? There’s an even fiercer one in the twenty-first century.

Could it make money? The Soviet Union’s population exceeded that of any country in the free world, but did the Soviet Union still have any human resource countries it could rely on?

Even if there were, the Free World’s population exceeds that of the USSR, unless both China and India are determined to follow the USSR, and it has to be both countries together, not one.

Whether it’s resources, population or productivity, the USSR can catch up with the US, catching up with the free world is definitely a dream.

Is steel making great? As long as you find the toolman and pile on the high-quality iron ore, even Malaya can get to 30 million tons of annual production. The USSR’s oil production is big, is it bigger than Saudi Arabia’s?

Britain was built out a long time ago, if London was torn down and rebuilt, the demand for steel and cement would come up, no worse than the USSR. It’s not like Allen Wilson didn’t do real estate, he did pretty well in the colonies.

“Who knows about the future. I’ve been in the US for years and I’m well aware of how strong and weak the US is.” Abel replied, unmoved, “England? America and the free world you speak of are by no means invincible.”

“You are quite confident.” Alan Wilson commented with the tone of an old imperialist, “You don’t think the Soviet Union ignoring intellectual property and copying and pasting like Japan can go on forever do you? Reverse engineering won’t solve everything.”

“Interesting statement.” Abel responded absentmindedly, “If you’re thinking of turning me, it’s better to save your spit, I wouldn’t have waited until now if I was going to surrender at all.”

Abel stopped talking back when he said that, he was able to endure a few years of imprisonment, refused the generous treatment in the United States, how could he falter when it came to being able to return to his country right away?

“Then we’ll see.” Allen Wilson took out his camera and asked Galliman to take a picture of himself.

“Sir Wilson, isn’t this?” Garryman cried, not knowing what to do with the camera.

“Well part of a professional image.” Alan Wilson looked like an official fan, urging Dulles’ subordinates.

When he was leaving, he naturally asked for a copy of the record of this conversation and gave it to Hedy Lamarr to make material for the new movie, Berlin Bridge Exchange Spy I was there, and it will surely become a legend.

“Should I teach you Mr. M.” Hedy Lamarr said with good humor and amusement.

“Don’t talk nonsense if you don’t know the British system!” Alan Wilson corrected straightening his back, “Isn’t Mr. M the protagonist’s boss? Richard’s character, that’s my subordinate.”

On this day, the air was cold and gloomy with no wind, on a heavily guarded iron bridge in the city of Potsdam, the two sides of the released spies came face to face, they were strangers to each other, but they became intersections.

At both ends of the bridge, many military police stood silently, heavily guarded, as if they were the enemy. On each side of the white line, symbolizing the junction, a group of armed soldiers ran out and stood face to face with their guns.

The amnesty was read on both sides, nodding to each other and shouting, “Exchange!”

Gravender, a legal citizen of Britain, exchanged for Evgeny Ivanov of the Soviet Union. Abel, in turn, exchanges the Soviet captured pilot, Bowers, and the four men advance face to face until they cross the white line.

At that moment, Allen Wilson, in a proper suit, stepped forward, over the loaded armed men, and wrapped Gravender in a hug, mouthing over and over, “You’re finally back …….”

The team brought by Heidi Lamar immediately put up long guns and short cannons, and the shutter of the camera kept flashing, recording the scene of the return of the legal citizen that Britain had taken great pains to rescue.

Alan Wilson finished embracing the British citizen, reached out to shake hands with Pilot Bowles, and said in a tone that was full of the special relationship between Britain and the United States, “Welcome back to the free world, and I’m sure your family in the United States is very worried about your well-being. Serve your country and it will not forget you.”

Those who didn’t know thought he was the director of the Central Intelligence Agency, not the secretary general of the British Joint Intelligence Committee.

“Thank you!” Bowers was a bit overwhelmed by the authentic London accent, wondering who the person in front of him really was, was he an American official? The accent didn’t sound like it.

Before he came Alan Wilson had gone to great lengths to get Galliman to stay away, saying that the occasion was bound to be very tense.

Now all the spotlight was reserved for himself and there would be no one else to share it. Swap Spy I was there ……

By Alan Wilson so, the armed men on both sides were really startled, but fortunately immediately reacted and did not make overly aggressive behavior, confirmed that the exchange of spies is the identity of the white line on both sides of the joints are relieved.

“My God!” Galliman saw the scene from afar and felt as if he had been duped.