Chapter 1147 Forward Policy

The executive undersecretary who had a surprise make-up session with Hedy Lamarr, at this point in time, was sincere in his feelings, expressing the need to treat the enemy as ruthlessly as the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves, to treat his comrades like the warmth of spring, and to treat his work as scorchingly hot as the summer.

Every move, all in line with the best orientation of the movie to transport the camera, so that in the line of sight beyond the car, holding binoculars Hedy Lamarr can not stop nodding, muttering the occasional flirtation between the men, “poor acting are going to Hollywood.”

This kind of classic reproduction of the time, there is no American figure at all, which makes Galliman whacked his chest the most, the official big level of pressure, if Dulles came to the other side absolutely do not dare.

He must have misunderstood, even if Dulles personally come over, Allen Wilson also dare the same

Allen Wilson not only brought back the British legal citizen Gravender, but also fished out the American pilot Bowles, highlighting the British Empire’s efforts in diplomacy, as well as the care of allies.

Without delay, Allen Wilson decided to leave West Berlin immediately, so that the Bonn side immediately prepared for the press conference, West Berlin is a place he did not want to stay for a moment.

West Berlin, surrounded by enemies, Allen Wilson coyly dare not express the slightest not slow. Bonn, the capital of the Federal Republic of Germany, the British Empire’s Foreign Office permanent undersecretary of the heavy fist, the intention of the wind, the sky does not give birth to my Wilson, the key to the road of the ages as long as the night ……

“Great Britain, from a position of strength, and after strenuous diplomatic mediation, has at last rescued Mr. Gravender, a lawful citizen of the United Kingdom, and every honorable Briton, a loyal subject of Her Majesty, deserves to be treated as such by the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and for this purpose my honored Prime Minister, Mr. Aidan, and the Deputy Prime Minister, Mr. Rab Butler, Foreign Secretary, and a true gentleman, have also after a a long time, and today have finally secured the best possible result.”

“On this occasion we have also helped our American ally by exchanging back the reconnaissance pilot Bowles, demonstrating the indestructibility of the special relationship between Britain and the United States, which is one of the most important bilateral relationships for the prosperity of the free world. ……”

In front of the journalists from all over the world in Bonn, Alan Wilson did not hesitate to emphasize the role of the British Empire as the mainstay of this event, with all the glory that comes with it.

Speaking in a staccato manner, he expressed his disdain for the Soviet bloc and his lament for the hard-won life in the free world, and the press conference ended with him not yet finished, and as a senior Whitehall bureaucrat, he could have added a couple of lines ……

In the bedroom of the Heilmann Estate, the sound was coming out of the television, Anna crossed her legs and bounced, cocking her head at the TV’s blustering Permanent Undersecretary of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, “Spoken as if it were true, what on earth have you ever done for your free world?”

“My publishing fees, all unreservedly donated to British orphanages for the protection of widows, orphans and cripples.” Alan Wilson glanced at the small dragon rider, indifference opened, “you do not think I have no sympathy, I did not you imagine so inhuman, only in the national perspective, I can only do for their own country to fight for all interests.”

Even the worst of men have few moments of conscience, Alan Wilson for once replied to the little dragon rider’s gloom and doom.

He’s not as hard-hearted as Anna thinks, and knowing about Jiang Ge Liu Xin’s case, he’d hate it with a passion.

Learning that UP owner Mo Cha fought until he passed away, still only two hundred fans, eating dumplings and strawberries is a luxury. He will also secretly weep, lamenting the injustice of the world.

“What’s wrong with you?” Anna reached out her hand to caress the man’s cheek, as a psychology student, she could feel that this was absolutely genuine, her heart panicked for no reason.

Grabbing the incoming hand, Alan Wilson had already regained his cold demeanor and calmly said, “It’s fine now. I’m still me, an old imperialist bureaucrat, an enemy of the entire Soviet system.”

A rare moment of conscience that lasted only a moment, a moment of conscience that would not change the fact that he still had to defend the system that had benefited the First World, “If one day the Soviet Union proves itself to be strong enough to prevail over the entire free world, there is nothing unacceptable in the world becoming communist.”

“Everything ultimately comes down to strength, and beyond that, nothing works.”

Alan Wilson had a lot of work to do, and until then, of course, he was willing to physically advance Anglo-German goodwill. The press conference in London, he will not attend, first look at a number of issues about the British troops in Germany.

He returned to London only a few days later, physically and mentally exhausted, and woke up tiredly from Vivienne’s bedroom, where the Great British Treasure inquired in disbelief, “How can you be like this on a business trip.”

“That’s what happens when you run for your country.” Alan Wilson replies with the classic quote, “There is no such thing as a good year, but it’s people like me who are carrying the weight in place of the citizens of Britain. I have a trip to Lisbon coming up.”

“Portugal? What to do there?” Vivienne was a little puzzled, having rarely heard the man mention the country.

Installing explosive delay fuses, of course! Alan Wilson did not hide anything, “Mediate the colonial dispute between Portugal and India, Britain does not want two countries with good relations with Britain to fight.”

Fighting is actually no problem, do not fight now, Goa can fish for a few years to fish for a few years, it is best to be able to maintain until the end of Salazar’s life, and then don’t think about it, Portugal can run into Salazar’s kind of leader, it has been considered a miracle, and then can’t hope for too much.

But Portugal’s dictatorship is more annoying to other countries. Britain and the United States like the parliamentary system, the main reason is that this system is vulnerable to foreign interference, the initiative is in the hands of powerful countries.

And small countries with authoritarian systems don’t have that entry point, and indeed there are times when they are forced to cooperate with the stronger countries. But the initiative is still in the hands of these countries, unlike the parliamentary system, the strong countries want to interfere in the interference, as long as the idea together at any time.

In the face of Portugal’s current Salazar government, Allen Wilson can only accompany the smiling face and persuade, make today we are all Portuguese look, I hope that Salazar can loosen the wind.

Belonging to the golden age of Portugal has long since passed, Salazar rule of Portugal, is only to seize the last bit of the tail of the glorious era.

After enjoying breakfast from Vivien Lei, Alan Wilson had to continue to carry the weight forward to work, the Foreign Ministry building was as usual, each in their own way, without the slightest abnormality.

“Executive Undersecretary.” Seeing his top boss come to work, Dixon greeted him with respect.

“How is our minister’s mood?” Alan Wilson inquired smilingly.

“Very good!” Dixon replied heartily, the fanfare of publicizing the exchange back of a spy was not what Britain had in mind at first, but there was no doubt that the benefits of doing so to the British Foreign Ministry were extremely great, and the biggest beneficiary was Rab Butler, the foreign minister.

This incident demonstrated Britain’s determination to never give up a citizen, but of course, it was only so much publicity.

In the Congo, the center of Africa, the fighting that had been going on for a short time continued, and as the morning light came on, the Congolese government forces attacked, and the Katanga FSA were rushed to their positions while protesting against being awakened so early in the morning. Various sandbags and lances mounted between them were charged with their defense, and the whites said the position was relatively secure and assured them that everyone was ready to meet the battle.

When the attack came, however, savage calls came from all directions, and the whole situation was still like a great herd of wild beasts hurrying toward them. The crowd at first flinched in idle perplexity, and then some one exclaimed, “Shoot, fools, it’s on!”

The soldiers peered through the gaps in their positions to see a group of black-skinned government soldiers rushing toward them, and coming straight toward them almost as fast as they were running, and then opened fire with a devilish yell!

The sound of gunfire was deafening, people were shoving each other out of the way, and the next thing they knew they were shooting at each other, too busy reloading their flaming, smoking guns to be afraid.

No time for fear, no time to worry about the burning metal, no time to speculate on the bullets coming their way, the action has become fully automatic.

The Katanga FSA side also fired their guns, and after the white men from Northern Rhodesia told them to aim and shoot, although the soldiers’ shoulders must have been bruised from the recoil of the guns; they still fired one shot after another in a steady and calm manner.

Occasionally the bullets struck the sandbags that kept them safe, and the noise of the gunfire continued unabated amidst the various shouts from both sides. The Government, after two or three successive attacks, left a few dead bodies and retreated.

For the next phase, both sides counted their casualties against each other and waited for the next round of the week.

“My friend, it is impossible to go into detail among the telegrams, but I don’t think this is the right time.” Grace read the telegram sent by Allen Wilson before he departed.

Inside the telegram Allen Wilson reconfirmed his credit that once the trip to Lisbon was over the two men could have a deep talk, something that had to be timed to take into account the international implications.

Grace does not know what international influence, he is over to grab land, not really over to be an internationalist warrior.

Fighting has been so, Grace also can not stand, they only how many people, can not be here all the time to fight, or to help the black people to fight.

Alan Wilson would have come straight over if he had the time, isn’t he trying the Portuguese government now, to give Britain a face? To that end start a persuasive effort to take the pressure off the Goa issue.

Even during World War II, Portugal, under the leadership of Salazar, maintained good diplomatic relations with Britain.

Allen Wilson naturally can not come to hard, well in the entry point is not without, he is ready to discuss with the Portuguese to move forward policy.