Chapter 1406 The Indo-Pakistani War

If India had really made a name for itself, Britain would surely have turned to containment.

, but Alan Wilson knew deep down that as of the time of Modi’s old immortality, India did not have a voice up, then the potential threat of India had been ruled out, and a softer attitude towards the former colony was necessary.

What’s more, Pakistan really couldn’t win this one, with half its population seeking independence, so was Britain to be allowed to side with the loser? Side with India, of course.

But again, a certain great power is different, since the real deal in 62, there is no reconciliation between the two countries, and it is more appropriate to tip the scales to the Pakistani side. In terms of the current time, it’s all snowed in, and airing it out won’t change the final outcome, except that Pakistan is psychologically prepared to hold out for a few more days?

“The Ministry of Defense has almost completed the development plan for the frigate fleet, when will it be handed over to you?” At lunchtime, Makins, while enjoying a working meal from the humble social commons, didn’t forget to ask what other requirements there were for the construction program of the frigate fleet.

“Well, there’s no need to be in such a hurry just yet. Do some streamlining, ask for two copies of the construction plan, one to the cabinet, based on a 10,000 ton cruiser and a five thousand ton frigate, and if the cabinet thinks it’s too much of a spread? Then take out a second copy, an updated plan modeled after the eight thousand ton standard displacement and four thousand ton frigate class. All the above said is standard displacement.”

Alan Wilson chewed his steak vaguely, “We still need to save the country some financial expenditure, and although the cabinet has now been convinced that the necessary shipbuilding program will help maintain the prosperity of the local shipbuilding industry, it’s never good to go too far.”

“Well, fair enough.” Makins nodded solemnly and continued to chew and enjoy his lunch, when on the television, the Commonwealth Film Festival was being shown, extolling the idea of a diverse civilization in the Commonwealth, where all ethnic groups developed in harmony, with Vivien Leigh, Hepburn, and Taylor all making appearances, as well as filmmakers from Commonwealth countries and colonies.

“Then again, Alan you’ve been very careful to deal with the idea of diversity, at least far more conservatively than Germany and France.”

“The idea of diversity can be achieved with a grand vision of the Commonwealth rallying closely around Britain and Britain supporting economic development, but it doesn’t have to be about bringing in immigrants. Speaking of which, Malaya is so anti-immigrant that a key means of pulling favor with the local British army is to catch illegal immigrants for repatriation.”

Watching the flashes of handsome men and women from all over the screen, Alan Wilson replied, “I actually think that the current scale is more appropriate than the approach taken by Germany and France.”

And honestly, even if it was Germany and France shouldn’t they be thanking him, Algeria could at least be a buffer from Africa to mainland France, and a lot of the covert obstruction of immigration could be accomplished through the local Algerian military, and as far as Germany was concerned, the Iranians, being the big lickers to the Aryan concept, were a lot better to deal with than the Turks, right?

Now the problem in Malaya is that once the United States ran away from South Vietnam, South Vietnam will inevitably have a large-scale exodus of immigrants, history of many of these people have run to RTHK, but now it is clear that there will be one more place to go, that is, Malaya, how to deal with this problem is not yet not to leave a message is the right thing to do.

This batch of refugees Alan Wilson would like to receive, because the Malays in Malaya is approaching the proportion of Chinese, once the Malays and feel the advantage in me, inevitably will not think of independence.

After all, the Malays were taught that Malaya was their land, the British were colonizers and the Chinese were accomplices.

These refugees fled certainly do not recognize the state system of North Vietnam, loyalty is certainly not a problem, plus since they can escape certainly belong to the group of small property. The quality of the population is not a problem, but also can drive some development in Malaya, so that before the opening, Britain has something to do, slowly waiting for the traditional market to open again.

Xiangjiang filmmakers are also an important part of the Commonwealth Film Festival, Xia Meng in the past few days to a few familiar old faces came to London, feel very cordial, is talking to a couple.

“Now long stationed in London Well, the last time I returned to Xiangjiang, I didn’t meet a few people and left in a hurry.” Guan Shan had a regretful look on his face, and at the same time, he also expressed his envy towards Xia Meng, “You are already a benchmark for actresses in Xiangjiang, you have achieved success very quickly, and now you have a great popularity in Europe, and a lot of filmmakers are taking you as a role model.”

“Which is true, but it’s just a good pregnancy.” Xia Meng’s own family knows her own business, her acting skills did not reach the point of excellence, not to mention that Europe is the white world, if it is very good to break into the world, it will not be until now also will not be only her own hotness does not decrease.

There is no such thing as a good old age, it’s all about the man behind the scenes carrying the weight.

On the contrary, the old acquaintance in front of me is the real struggle out of the achievements, won the Swiss Locarno International Film Festival Best Actor Silver Sail Award. He became the first Hong Kong actor to win an award at an international film festival. This was earlier than Xia Meng’s several guaranteed awards, she was still busy integrating into the UK at that time and taking the shortcut of Cabinet Secretary.

“Since you’ve come to London, go to my house as a guest, I’m arranging your accommodation.” Xia Meng was happy to see a familiar face, but she also knew that the man was very averse to having strangers appearing in his territory, fortunately people came together as a family, otherwise she wouldn’t have dared to propose an invitation.

As for concealing and not reporting, that was even more impossible, Xia Meng still knew a few part-time jobs of the Supreme Authority, not to mention that there was a group of people serving him in private.

What Xia Meng didn’t expect was that her son and Mr. and Mrs. Guan Shan’s daughter were playing well together, making her self-reflect on whether her control over her son was a bit too strong.

This is damn early love, after a few days, Allen Wilson came over when he heard, directly open his mouth, “Manly man, only so young do not think of struggling, every day to warm up and think **? Is this how I teach him? Give me to call him over.”

Alan Wilson’s voice full of fatherly love echoed in the hall, a son dared to go downstairs, do not swear to grow up to be a scientist, a teacher, a doctor will not stop.

Still in the degree of control of the son’s introspection in the Xia Meng hurriedly blocked, looking at all to unzip the waistband of the pants, in the son scared, “the child is small and greedy is normal, I slowly teach him.”

“Is this the girl?” Xia Meng took out the photo album of this time and introduced it for the man who was on equal footing with her husband.

“Hm, hm?” A look of suspicion flashed across Alan Wilson’s face, “Mr. Seki you said? Gone now, right?”

Hearing that he had just left yesterday, Allen Wilson nodded his head for a long time before saying, “Actually, I can’t blame my son, how could my son not be like me? It was also me who was impulsive just now. The little girl’s name is Guan Jiahui, right? This is really a difficult problem!”

“How is it a conundrum?” Xia Meng was listening to the clouds, not knowing what kind of medicine the man was selling, it’s just a little girl, and what like himself, where like.

“I let him recite the Tao Te Ching last time, called to come to me to memorize once, memorize not down you watch.” Alan Wilson made a gesture to undo the waistband of his pants again, let Xia Meng go to call down his son.

He felt that his son, whom he valued extraordinarily, would probably fall into the hands of the number one beauty in Xiangjiang. It is not necessarily what is in danger, the supreme authority of that acre of Xiangjiang is still covered, not far from the mainland of the United Kingdom, but also separated by a Eurasian continent.

He is not good too educate, Alan Wilson himself to see actresses can not walk, how good intention at this point on the son to point out.

Find an opportunity he also let Xia Meng side question, good big children do not like white women? Top beauties do not distinguish between races, there is no essential difference between high and low.

“It feels like a loss of several hundred million dollars at once, and probably more in the future.” Alan Wilson covered his forehead, the available marriage of the son is one less, alas, why say again.

But a thought is not good to interfere, Xia Meng is right next to it, he can not do a big statement that the actress is never a good match, this situation completely reflects what is called the upper beam is not the lower beam is not crooked.

India’s Chief of General Staff, Sam Manekshaw, held a military conference at his command post in Bengal, recommitting himself to the welfare benefits he had secured from the government, a soldier sacrificed, his family will be taken care of for the rest of his life, and his children will be educated in a manner commensurate with his rank; and priority will be given to entry into the army, so that a soldier does not have to earn a living on his own if he has been wounded.

Even the missing or captured in the war will be treated in the same way, because for their families they have lost the bread earner.

Spelling out the welfare benefits that the old fairy Modi was painstakingly trying to abolish, Sam Manekshaw started making war arrangements.

And almost at the same time, Pakistan’s Chief of Staff of the three armies, under a stern warning from one of the major powers, Yahya Khan gave an order to the East Pakistani defenders, “It is necessary to guard against an all-out attack by the Indian army, it is wrong to think that the war will not expand, in the end everyone is court-martialed.”

The East Pakistani defenders received Yahya Khan’s order as if they were on the verge of an attack, and this time the order was as severe as ever, and the East Pakistani defenders immediately began to defend themselves by using the existing conditions.

The most advantageous part of the situation lay in the well-developed water network of the Ganges Delta that could be utilized by the defenders, but all the same, this environment prevented the already slightly inferior Pakistani army from counter-attacking.

On November 21, India, which had been preparing for months, opened its offensive, with three armies of Indian troops crossing the border and launching a full-scale attack from three directions, with 200,000 Indian soldiers taking a surprise attack centered on Dhaka, the capital of East Pakistan, with artillery rumbling across the border.

The 50th Indian Parachute Brigade conducted airborne operations against strategic locations near Dacca to complement the main Indian force assaulting from the border.

“Was this battle plan developed by the Soviet Union?” Alan Wilson couldn’t help but wonder, the Soviet Union was adept at using airborne forces in combat.