Chapter 524 1950.

“Still, it’s debatable if multiple scripts go hand in hand.” Alan Wilson sounded a little uncertain, he was now unsure which of the ethnic and racial conflicts would play a key role in Northern Rhodesia.

Common sense would dictate that multiple languages and scripts existed in a country and there was no way to integrate them. Not to mention other countries, that’s how Yugoslavia, from which these people fled, eventually disintegrated.

But Northern Rhodesia is also special, it is in the hinterland of the African continent, no matter east, west, south, north and south are far away from the coastline, surrounded by all black people, in this situation surrounded by black communities, may be the national problem in the external forces, has become a small problem.

It would seem feasible if Mihailovich had consciously facilitated the white community, but rather put aside whatever ethnicity was there.

“Is your beef with Ustasha really over?” Alan Wilson still had his doubts, but he was aware that after Tito’s death, the descendants of the two major organizations in Yugoslavia had picked up their old ways again, and had not been at all soft on cleansing each other.

There was a vague pro-British sentiment among the general Croatian population during the two wars, because they had hated the Italians since the days of the Habsburgs, and the British were at war with Italy.

But there were also many who again felt that Germany was the successor to the Habsburgs, and slogans proclaimed that Germany was a friend of Croatia.

At that time, many Croats still had good feelings towards the Habsburgs, and Germany was the “natural successor” of the Habsburgs. There were many Croats who felt this way.

In fact, it became a general ambivalence in Yugoslavia, and many people had a very favorable view of both Britain and Germany.

But Germany and Britain were enemies, on the contrary both Serbs and Croats hated Italy, but Germany and Italy were allies, and this relationship was very complicated.

“It’s all in Africa, a lot of things don’t matter anymore.” Grace skillfully drove the car, “My father happens to be here, Mr. Allen can have a good talk with my father. As for Miss Hattie, of course, she is also our friend.”

This statement made Hedy Lamarr puzzled, Allen Wilson was not puzzled, these were people who had escaped the liquidation of the World War, and it was important to realize that discrimination against the Jews was a common sentiment on the European continent, and it was not that a certain country did it, but that they all did it.

The one European country that didn’t discriminate much was Britain, which was the center of European Jewry before World War II. Of course with the threat to Britain itself, there was a shift of the Jewish center to the United States.

Grace is a descendant of the Chetnik chiefs, and naturally the perception of Jews, is not good enough.

The Slavs currently arriving in Northern Rhodesia were dominated by mining and cultivation, and Northern Rhodesia was already sparsely populated, not to mention being under the thumb of these ruthless people coming out of the Balkans, and one big farm just appeared.

“Oh Alan, it’s been a long time.” At the entrance of one of the estates, Mikhailovich opened his arms to express his friendship to the arriving Alan Wilson, how could he forget this man? Not to mention the hundreds of thousands of lives, just being dished out on the German coast was unforgettable.

Of course that was all in the past, compared to this current piece of land under his feet, those out-of-body things were not worth mentioning.

“Honorable Mr. Mihailovich, it’s a pleasure to see you looking radiant.” Alan Wilson gave an equally warm response, and as the two hugged, Alan Wilson lowered his voice, “But this matter of your ethnic cleansing, if it leaks out, it will involve me just the same.”

“That’s really out of the ordinary, Mr. Allen, where is there any ethnic cleansing, the point is that life in Southern Rhodesia is good, those blacks have all run away to the prosperous south.” Mihailovich replied flatly, then let go of the other’s shoulder and said, “I’ve prepared a mellow wine and delicious food to welcome my friends as guests, and also friends of friends.”

Friend of a friend Hedy Lamarr nodded her head with a moving light smile, but unfortunately Mihailovich didn’t know her, Mihailovich only thought that this woman was really pretty, but with a long military career, he hadn’t even seen a few movies, so naturally he didn’t have any notion of an actress.

Hedy Lamarr just took this experience as an ordinary trip, not realizing that the man whose status is like that of a husband here in her place, with just a hug exchanged insights about ethnic cleansing with the kind-looking old man.

For Hedy Lamarr, the next few days are quite comfortable, Northern Rhodesia is already sparsely populated, not to mention that it has also been cleansed, of course, Allen Wilson still avoided mentioning in front of her, these Slavic things.

After all, she is from the German rule has fled, and the Jews have a history of being ethnically cleansed. It was inevitable that she would not learn of any surprises afterward.

Mihailovich then also learned that Hedy Lamarr was Jewish, and already had a certain amount of defense in mind.

Regarding the accidental mishap of the previous two years, the two men had not mentioned it in their minds. Alan Wilson also learned that the white population of Northern Rhodesia was now around three hundred thousand.

This number is not really a slow growth, “But why is the population of the black community negative?”

“I don’t know, maybe the conditions in the neighboring British colonies were more favorable?” Mihajlovic put on a clueless expression and said, “These are all figures after being verified by Commissioner William, and the inspection team that came over from London. It is true that the current Northern Rhodesia has a majority white population.”

“Who knows how long this fact of being in the majority will last?” Alan Wilson gave an I-get-it expression, “I heard that you have been able to manufacture some light weapons, but why do you make your own plus buy so many landmines?”

“Defensive weapons like landmines, of course, are there to safeguard us from aggression.” Mihailovich explained unhurriedly, “To protect the stability of the Northern Rhodesia border, we have set up minefields on the east and west sides, and it is expected that it will take another five years before they are fully set up, as for the south side where it connects South Africa and Rhodesia, it has not been set up yet, we do not have enough manpower, so is it not possible to borrow a little bit of landmines to protect us from encroachment? ”

“It seems to be nothing that can be explained.” Alan Wilson said with an I believe you expression.

That is, there was no such thing as a convention banning landmines in this era, although decades later that convention, in which neither China nor the United States nor Russia had participated, had only expressed support in principle and opposition in fact.

The matter of having a few female assistants, Mikhailovich expressed his approval, but asked if it was okay to be older, after all, women of the right age had to stay in the area to give birth to their children.

“That depends on how old!” Alan Wilson asked rhetorically, “Are you going to give me a couple of assistants in their sixties and let Vivian look after them?”

“That’s not going to happen, just middle-aged people!” Mihailovich laughed, “It’s not like Mr. Allen is using them for his own assistants, but putting them at your women’s side, unobtrusive is the best. It’s not easy, in fact not many of us understand English, it’s not as easy as you think.”

“It’s easier to find out if you’re going to be killing and setting fires or whatever, after all, they’re all guerrillas by trade.” Alan Wilson said this and paused for a moment, “Anyway, as long as you guys are not independent, I will always assist, this help is mutual, and I also hope that you guys can help at critical moments.”

“If that help means making nasty people disappear from the world, that kind of help we are always willing to provide.” Mikhailovich agreed painfully, “Mr. Allen is welcome to come to Northern Rhodesia anytime for a vacation.”

After staying in Northern Rhodesia for a few days, Allen Wilson was ready to return, at the end of the year it was not good for him to stay in another continent for too long, or else even if Pamela Mountbatten didn’t say anything, her heart would inevitably be uncomfortable.

And Hedy Lamarr seems to be a little watery, the person looks nothing spiritual, the two are ready to return to Europe. Before returning Allen Wilson first used a telegram from Northern Rhodesia, explaining the examination of local matters.

In fact at this time no one in Whitehall was paying any attention to the colony at all, as the first post-war general election was about to begin in earnest. The Labor Party had already announced a general election for February.

Adderley replaced Churchill in that general election, and technically Japan hadn’t yet surrendered and World War II hadn’t yet ended. This general election was really the first post-war general election.

By December 24th, Alan Wilson had arrived in Paris, spent a day there, and arrived in London on the evening of the twenty-fifth.

“Hildy, you’re not having one, are you?” Ingrid Bergman joked, looking at her mentally drained partner.

The speaker did not mean to, but it made Hedy Lamarr think at once how she could not be aware of her health.

Alan Wilson, who returned to London, talked to his fiancée about the state of Northern Rhodesia and asked what he was going to do for the New Year.

“Nothing in particular, father will be back by then, family over, right?” Pamela Mountbatten said wistfully, “There’s a general election coming up, do you think the Tories can make a comeback.”

“I don’t think there’s much chance of that!” Alan Wilson thought back to history, and the situation in Britain now was far better than at the same time in history.

Prime Minister Adderley was actually re-elected, only the second term of the Labor Party was internally divided, resulting in an early general election lost to the Conservative Party. In fact, the reason for the downfall of Margaret Thatcher was similar to that of Margaret Thatcher, as the party was internally divided, leading to the loss of the general election.

As the bells of London’s Big Ben chimed, reminding Londoners that a new year had arrived. This day’s Alan Wilson was unusually busy, uninterrupted telegrams to telegraph greetings to ladies who were equal in status to good wives everywhere.