Chapter 332 The Rhodesian Question
The Godavari is no less significant to South India than the Ganges is to North India, and its banks always present a fascinating landscape. A forest of many species of trees stretches along the banks, a verdant bird’s paradise on one side.
Everywhere one sees clumps of the peculiar species of trees, whose wood is light red with marbled texture, and whose bright blue leaves and large yellowish flowers create a peculiar effect.
There is a tree with black bark, and another with dark, evergreen leaves. A few patches of jungle stretched for miles into the distance on both sides of the river, joining with the shade-covered weeping willows there. Now and then a vast field suddenly presented itself.
The world was hard, and Allen Wilson now read a telegram, both of which were hiding in the boat to see how the Chetniks and the chiefs of the Ustasha, how only now the distant continent of Africa, had returned to their old ways.
This anti-Indian wave has arguably decimated the Indian community in Northern Rhodesia. The death toll of people of Indian origin alone exceeded 10,000 people.
The Indian community was under attack, but at a critical moment, the righteous Chetniks and Ustashas came down from the heavens and put them in their place, and in turn began to use strong-arm tactics to neutralize the besieging African natives.
In the end, Mihajlovic said that the murderers that Chetnik and Ustasha had captured were being held by people of Indian descent.
“Held by people of Indian descent?” Alan Wilson opened his mouth and asked himself what you would do if your own community had just been destroyed by these people and your entire ethnic group nearly disappeared, and now you were told to hold the killers?
The Indian community was but about 40,000 people, and over 10,000 died, and the number of deaths that occurred during the resistance must have been the backbone of a community, and the rest were old and sick.
With such deep hatred, Mihailovich gave captured prisoners to the Indians to hold? Wasn’t this a case of Szema’s intention being known to all? Give the survivors of Indian origin a chance to take revenge.
Seeing the end of the telegram, a look at the number of captured 100,000 prisoners, Alan Wilson inhaled a breath of cold air. These prisoners should basically be, to say goodbye to the world.
The fact is exactly the same, the territory of Northern Rhodesia, a large number of blacks are fleeing, as for those who did not have time to escape captured, is being Indian descent with a vengeful mentality, there are grudges and revenge.
Just fall into the hands of the Indian descent of the captives are one hundred thousand people, all the population of the territory of Northern Rhodesia are counted will be over a million, leaving aside the racial factor, seventy million native natives, if captured is also the backbone of the community, the rest is the old and weak, coupled with the factor of the fleeing?
“The hearts of the Balkans are hard.” Don’t look at Allen Wilson key politics when the heavy-handed, he is really not the courage to dare to practice, the Yugoslavs in Northern Rhodesia, in one fell swoop to occupy the majority position are possible.
After all, in 1947, the African colonies, the population in general is not much, even to the eighties, the whole of Africa is only 700 million people, China and India are more than Africa’s population by the billion.
In 1959, the combined population of North and South Rhodesia was less than three million, but now, North Rhodesia has been directly emptied. Using the examples of the Soviet Union and Germany, Germany, which had 66 million people in World War II, lost eight million people. The Soviet Union of one point seven billion people lost twenty-seven million.
It was an eight-to-one loss for Germany and a six-to-one loss for the Soviet Union, and both countries suffered structural demographic imbalances. It took until the 1960s for the initial relief to come. So what happened to the natives of Northern Rhodesia, with a population of over 700,000, when all of a sudden they lost 100,000 of their middle power? And that’s not even counting the number that fled Northern Rhodesia.
And for the North Rhodesian natives, how can a base of seven hundred thousand be compared to the Sundering? Populations only rise to a certain size before they explode, and Africa’s population increase didn’t hit the fast track until the 1980s. As a result the natives of Northern Rhodesia, in 1947, had their spines broken.
The demographic disadvantage that plagued the later white governments of South Africa and Zimbabwe went straight to the Balkan experts.
Things still had to be asked for, and Allen Wilson had to figure out what was going on in Northern Rhodesia or he wouldn’t dare scare the Congress Party.
Now Alan Wilson had to get this right because Northern Rhodesia was a big place, Southern Rhodesia was the later Zimbabwe, a landlocked country of three hundred and ninety thousand square kilometers. Northern Rhodesia was the later Zambia, which was twice the size of Zimbabwe at seven hundred and fifty thousand square kilometers.
What a concept, after years of bloody fighting, Tito finally united the peoples of the Balkans in one country. A Yugoslavia of two hundred and sixty thousand square kilometers emerged, and as a bereaved dog, Mihajlovic, who had been hanged by Tito, a heavenly slugger, in Europe, went straight to Africa and clutched in his hands a land equivalent to three times the area of Yugoslavia.
“I wonder if London knows about Northern Rhodesia now?” Key politics for a moment, really to the critical moment Allen Wilson only began to be afraid of the aftermath, and the clear history has become unfamiliar.
In fact, at the same time that Allen Wilson was liaising with Mihailovich, London had just learned about Northern Rhodesia.
The British commissioner in Northern Rhodesia, who had already reported the matter to London, the Northern Rhodesian commissioner, named Michel Zorn, was young, enthusiastic, and mild-mannered.
His pleasing good qualities could not prevent him from becoming a British Colonial Commissioner and a prominent African man of early fortune. His success was indisputable, and he was modest enough to back down at all times.
In Mihailovich’s eyes, however, the commissioner, who was a few years older than Alan Wilson but still considered very young, was a much better man to deal with than the so-called gentlemen who had been on the verge of skinning them, the fugitives, in the European ports.
In fact, Michel Zorn had been in a state of confusion from the time of the outbreak until now, about ten days into the effort, being played by Mihajlovic, and it wasn’t until the captured violent men, massacred by the surviving Indians, that he finally realized that things were serious and that he had to report back to London on the situation on the ground.
Alan Wilson told Mihailovich to just say that the local natives were facing oppression from the Indians and were anti-Indian and not anti-British, causing this one incident, and Mihailovich, without changing a word of it, told Michel Zorn, who in turn endowed London with this set of words.
With something like this in the colonies, casualty figures must have been a matter of concern to London, and Michel Zorn did not dare to report the real figures, which were tens of thousands of dead Indians alone. But they couldn’t all be hidden, so they reported the number of deaths of Indian origin, as a total, to London.
“Mr. Mihailovich, thank you for your help this time. Northern Rhodesia is thanks to you.” Michel Zorn expressed his thanks sixfold, the number of British troops in Northern Rhodesia was the same as the number of British troops in Austria compared to the Red Army in the first place, which could only be said to be better than nothing.
In the Central African colonies, the British Empire had always placed more emphasis on Southern Rhodesia, where the population was larger and the whites, being British immigrants, were more trusted. The main military presence was also there.
“The garrison in Southern Rhodesia has arrived to take control of the situation.” Michelle Zorn was still suffering from the fear of the nasty consequences this had caused.
“Oh, no surprise.” Mihajlovic smiled, the matter of the garrison didn’t need to be explained by Michel Zorn, he was the senior general of the Yugoslavian homeland in the first place, how could he not take the garrison into consideration when making plans?
Mihajlovic didn’t dare to say that he was more professional than the generals of the post-war European countries, but in the case of this one, it was certainly more professional than the colonial garrison.
“Commissioner Michel, the fact that we can find a place to live quietly is already the greatest satisfaction.” Mikhailovich spoke with a heavy heart, “Everyone is already physically and mentally exhausted, but we didn’t realize that it’s so unquiet here as well. Each of us was prepared to be a subject of the British Empire and never thought of independence or anything, the British saved our lives after all, and now that we see these tragedies, everyone’s heart is also very sad.”
Having been in Northern Rhodesia for over a year now, Mihajlovic’s English has grown considerably and he can already communicate without any barriers, just English newspapers? Keep in mind that he is Serbian and uses the same alphabet as Russia.
London, the heart of the British Empire, up and down Whitehall had been informed of what was going on in Northern Rhodesia and that it was a vendetta between the native natives and the Indians. Fortunately the situation was not yet serious.
Not serious, this is the assessment made after discussion in Whitehall, who let the post-war has been occupying the eyes of the London politicians focus, has always been British India it? It is well known that British India is a place where hundreds of millions of people can be killed or injured in a matter of minutes.
Do not say that the casualty figures on the report is only about 10,000 people, even if the real figures are reported, and British India is not moving to report the figures compared to the British India, but also belong to the general goods.
So in the eyes of the Cabinet Secretary, of course, this was considered a big deal, but on second thought it wasn’t much. Even the question of whether to send someone to investigate was in the midst of hesitation.
But the matter still found its way to Allen Wilson, inquiring about those people in Mihajlovic, because Allen Wilson, after all, was the one who was directly responsible for sending these Yugoslavs to Northern Rhodesia in the first place.
In the return call, Allen Wilson gave an answer to London’s question and then asked if something had happened in Northern Rhodesia, only to receive no further call back from London.
“As if? It’s all right!” Allen Wilson’s back straightened up, no longer the coyness he had before, since the world was at peace, was it time to strike hard at the Congress Party?