Chapter 269 Anglo-Portuguese Secret Treaty Discussion

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The Indian Division of 1946 was still fighting very well; after all, they were still young, it was just a bit of a stretch to stay amongst the troops for the next twenty years, and to be up on the plateau and marching in a hurry.

Under the cover of the British air force flying over the islands and bombing, the units began to attack, to complete the final battle to quell the riots.

The blood of the soldiers would not be shed in vain, and their sacrifice would be worth it, and would be exchanged for the opportunity for this unit to remain. Let the commanders of these troops, continue to be respected men of honor.

Fighting in the glorious sun witnessed from noon officially began, the beginning is quite intense, the Japanese prisoners of war trapped, holding the mentality of a duel to the death, giving the Indian soldiers major killings.

Why is this, this is to start from the construction of the military base of things, the island is really not what guns and artillery weapons, but because of engineering reasons, stored a number of explosives as a blasting project used.

And this batch of explosives fell into the hands of the rioters, the Japanese prisoners of war, who were soldiers, used these explosives to make improvised explosive packages, which were waiting to be used at this time.

As the only high point on the island, Sadr’s Peak could not be described as dangerous, but the basic conditions of high ground still existed, and the veterans, using guns, hid behind the rocks and rocks and stopped the Indian attacks with cold shots.

This alone is nothing, but every now and then there is a Japanese-style Ambala Hubak, so that the attacking Indian soldiers can not stand, the Indian soldiers are not completely unseen the dying enemy, but definitely not now see more.

Attack frustrated Indian soldiers had to retreat, this trend is very worrying, to know that India in the future is to be hostile to the Sword of Allah Pakistan, do not adapt to a suicide attack, this can be how good?

If Alan Wilson had known that this scene was coming up, he who was planning the future for hundreds of millions of his subjects in the subcontinent would have been worried. Unfortunately, he wasn’t, being in New Delhi to greet the good news brought by a guest from our friendly neighbor, Portugal.

On his spacious desk was a photo of him and Pamela Mountbatten, and the flowers in the vase beside it were giving off a tantalizingly light fragrance.

This is before Pamela Mountbatten is still in New Delhi, the two in the countryside of the photo, the two behind the green fields, the wind swaying willow branches, and far away from the face of the soil towards the sky of the Indian farmers. Above them is a vast blue sky with white clouds. Pamela Mountbatten’s hair fluttered in the wind, and their eyes gazed at each other.

Can’t people still look without being there? Undeniably, Alan Wilson also has the meaning of pulling the tiger’s skin and pulling the banner in it, but the main thing is that it is true that lately it is relatively empty, and two days ago it was all about to follow the example of the Delhi Black Bus, ready to do a job.

“Oh Alan, it’s been such a long time.” Pedro pushed his way in with a bright smile, expressing how much he missed Alan Wilson, saying something polite about how it had been a long time, but not really that long.

“Oh, Mr. Pedro, you’re even more radiant than before.” Alan Wilson pretended to exclaim, maybe this is what people do when they are happy, “I wonder if it brings good news?”

“Alan, or how you got to be the assistant commissioner for all of British India.” Pedro laughed heartily, then pretended to be serious, “Although Africa is a long way away, but Portugal can’t sit back and turn a blind eye to the suffering of the subcontinent, and finally overcame all the difficulties and raised a certain amount of food to help British India get through the hard times.”

“It was a hardship we shared.” Oblivious to Pedro’s perfunctory words, Allen Wilson emphasized the position that we are all colonists together, this is the time when unity is needed, so don’t divide what you and I, British India Portuguese India are all colonies, and the words changed, “But it’s always better than the French who did a little bit of tiny work but hated to make the newspaper office go up in smoke, 3,000 tons of rice, I’m really thankful to them, who doesn’t know that France’s agricultural conditions are the best in Europe, even if half the country is in war, there is no food shortage to bother, and the result?”

Alan Wilson indignant, for the use of drought blackmail France failed to nagging, the French do not know gratitude, we must know that the French Expeditionary Force arrived in South Vietnam, the British Royal Navy, but contributed to the effort, and now there is a drought in the subcontinent, even if it is in the spirit of humanitarianism, the French should also mean it.

The French really mean, more than a little meaning is not, do not know where to get three thousand tons of food, expressed sympathy for the subcontinent’s drought after, there is no sound.

Just this grain hate to blow out flowers, really is and the British Empire alongside the old imperialism, moral standards are not the same.

“Alan, Britain and Portugal are six hundred years of traditional friendship.” Pedro sat down with a relaxed expression, as for the mutual mockery between Britain and France? Portugal’s country is too small and weak to get involved in it, “Of course we are on the same boat, this is also clear to the gentlemen in London, this is the draft of the secret treaty that was passed over from Lisbon.”

As Pedro spoke, he took the document out from among the briefcase he was carrying, which contained the framework of the secret treaty that Portugal and Britain had negotiated in London, but of course the decision rested with the Viceroyalty of British India and the Viceroyalty of Portuguese India, and London and Lisbon would not step in.

So why would Allen Wilson, at the critical moment of the Andaman operation, delegate the power to the Indian commanders. Isn’t it all learnt from those in London.

“Times cannot be turned back, and just as America now thirsts for global hegemony, so now Britain must make trade-offs and understand the need for unity. At this critical point in time, both the British Empire and the other Brussels Conference participants need to stand on that.”

Unity, take back the power to focus on solidarity, may not be unable to retain some interests, until the situation changes again there is still the opportunity to rise again, how the old imperialism must struggle a bit, can not say nothing and obediently do the little brother, there is no such thing under the sky.

Flip through the draft framework of the Anglo-Portuguese secret treaty, in fact, and their own estimates are almost the same, territorial exchange, signing the secret treaty, leave and then announced to create a fait accompli and so on.

The specific action is the British Indian Viceroyalty and Portuguese Indian Viceroyalty, Pedro has already met Sir Barron, before coming to Allen Wilson, to discuss the specific action.

“First send 200,000 tons of grain to the United and Central Provinces.” Alan Wilson said after thinking for a while.

“There are only thirty thousand tons of grain, the rest is bran.” Pedro frowned, how did it become two hundred thousand tons again? Could it be that when it comes down to it, the other party still wants to blackmail himself.

“We announced to the public that it was 200,000 tons of grain, it’s just doubled, it’s not that excessive. In saying that we don’t say it’s bran, who knows? Now the local victims, I guess they can’t tell the difference between grain and bran anymore, as long as they can eat it, what do they care about the texture?”

Pedro nodded his head, recognizing that the other party had a point, and spoke, “Then let’s sign it.”

“There’s no hurry yet. The percentage of communities in the area around Goa can’t be said to be solid yet.” Alan Wilson put the material back, taking a refusal attitude towards Pedro’s request, “Within that line I drew for you, the Pacifists must occupy seventy percent of the population, completely pressing down to the Hindus, in order to be able to say that there is a solid foundation, or else signing it will be useless. I don’t want the secret treaty I signed to end up in the textbooks with the face of a selfless, backward-looking colonialist.”

Allen Wilson is fine if Portuguese Goa stays in existence, if Portuguese Goa ends up being untenable, he is bound to enter Indian textbooks as a stepping stone to our India being too good.

Even if the Indian textbooks mainly bash Portugal, they will bring themselves out in the process. It would have been different if Portuguese Goa had been retained, and I guess Indian textbooks would have been too embarrassed to mention it.

Pedro spoke suspiciously, “Allen, you’re not backtracking, are you.”

“Don’t forget, I was the one who helped you guys with the idea.” Alan Wilson snorted a smile and said, “There’s no need to be in such a hurry yet, we need to stabilize the situation to completely keep Goa, and the work is not in place yet.”

“Actually it’s almost there.” Pedro was a little regretful, still hoping to finalize things as early as possible to save the night from growing long.

“Ninety percent is not enough, I want one hundred percent.” Allen Wilson cut through, “The ethnic composition of Goa must be completely changed, Christians in the inner core and pacifist in the periphery, so as to isolate infiltration. If the future of British India is based on partition, the spiritual homeland of the Pacifists will no longer be India, which is not necessarily the case with the Christians, but rather a good thing for Portugal.”

While the first two generations of Pacifists may have been too hard-minded to convert, once they were dead, it was much easier for Portugal to go after the younger groups.

Within twenty or thirty years, with India independent but still poor, the inhabitants of Goa, seeing that the subcontinent had not changed, would probably not be tempted to merge with the Indians.

In fact, in the few colonies of European countries in the twenty-first century, the inhabitants refused to become independent.

Not willing to leave the jurisdiction of the sovereign state, because the wave of independence has passed, the newly independent countries are still poor, but as a direct colony of the inhabitants, life is better than the surrounding neighboring countries, so why independence?

Puerto Rico and French Guiana were examples of this, dead set against independence from the United States and France, people were honorable American and French citizens.

Allen Wilson felt that as long as they held out for thirty or forty years, by then the remaining colonies would probably be opposed to independence. Happy to be honorable citizens of the sovereign.

In this sense, the first two generations of hardened pacifists were an important ideological bulwark for Portuguese Goa. He hoped Pedro would understand that.

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