Chapter 810 Independent Power for All

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With the current population density, geographical area and other basics, providing support for the Grain Merchant Company in British Malaya.

There will be no impact on the existing agricultural population, in the final analysis, the population of the Malayan colony is not large.

The adult labor force does not need to expand agricultural production to solve the employment problem, so this time the development of the Krakatau Isthmus, follow the model, of course, is the model of large-scale mechanized agricultural production. It doesn’t matter what it’s called in the U.S., where it’s called the big family farm, or the Soviet Union, where it’s called the collective farm, it’s pretty much the same thing.

“It’s not that intensive farming is called agriculture; sheep eating people is called agriculture just the same.” And from the command back to his wife walking gap, Alan Wilson holding his wife’s hand, face relaxed, “We are not unheard of, as long as respect for the profit-seeking nature of the heart, go bravely to do it, who dares to rebel, I’ll set him up for you.”

“Rather not need to be so serious, the current technology is much better than the era of sheep eating people.” Pamela Mountbatten downplayed the situation, she was really afraid that her husband would come down hard, she knew very well in her heart that her man had always been successful in terms of results and would stop at nothing to do so.

“I’m just saying.” Walked to a piece of cool place, reached out to wipe the chair, wait for his wife to sit down, Alan Wilson followed before sitting down and said, “of course some stubborn, may cause obstacles to the development of the colony in question, out of the interests of the maintenance of twelve million subjects of the empire, regarded as pro-soviet elements to clean up, I believe that will not stir up opposition. ”

Pamela Mountbatten objected to a loneliness, Allen Wilson still preferred to solve the problem once and for all. If necessary, he would provoke the Krakatau Isthmus originally belonging to different countries to cleanse each other.

“Exile to the Andaman Islands will do.” Pamela Mountbatten pondered for a long time and came up with a compromise. She still felt that if there were a large number of deaths, even if they were attributed to ethnic conflict, it would not be good for her husband’s future.

“Oh, my dear you are so kind.” Alan Wilson sighed with an apologetic sigh; he hadn’t thought of that solution. Even forgetting the existence of this lonely overseas archipelago, indeed, this approach has less fallout, so he looked back to add, “I’m just being precautionary, you know, over here in Asia, the farmers as a group are more likely to be pro-Soviets, and there are plenty of examples that would prove that what I’m saying is right.”

After some self-justification, this topic is considered to be over for the time being, the development of the Krakatau Isthmus is just the beginning. Just one Krakatian Isthmus could not support a big grain merchant.

Pamela Mountbatten, on the other hand, listened to her husband’s brief history of the four major grain merchants and nodded her head, “Indeed, the shortest of these four companies has been established for fifty years, and with so many years of development, it has accumulated a strong advantage.”

“Of course!” Alan Wilson replied affirmatively, even if a pig lived for a million years it could become immortal, “That’s why the Clarion Isthmus was developed, and it can’t impact their position. One Clarke Isthmus is not enough, I will unite with my other colleagues and look for reliable places in Africa to expand the land in your hands. How about you look at Northern Rhodesia, an area of three homelands, there are Slavs living there now, once half of it is developed, it will be the foundation to support your career.”

Given the British colonies in Africa, Northern Rhodesia wasn’t special, but it was better than reliable.

At least as far as present communications went, Northern Rhodesia was not inclined to independence, and even if it were. Northern Rhodesia is also far more reliable than the black countries. Reliability is the biggest advantage, at least after the signing of the contract will not turn against the Mountbatten Group.

Like the banana republics in Central America, he sympathized with these countries out of a private point of view, but calling it a different angle would be completely different, having invested such a large sum of money, no one would want to be confiscated by a nationalization.

It was understandable why the CIA, had to take Guatemala as a typical example to the death.

“Hard at work, dear.” Pamela Mountbatten glanced and glanced with a pair of almond eyes, in an all-you-can-do kind of way.

By today, Pamela Mountbatten had long since realized the fact that a big capitalist couldn’t leave politics behind.

She knew in her heart how much her father and husband had facilitated her in business. She would be absolutely lying if she thought to herself that it was all due to her gifted business acumen.

A day apart, Alan Wilson, in the name of the High Commissioner, handed over the documents for the development of the Clarke’s Isthmus to Pamela Mountbatten through absolutely procedurally correct channels, and the Mountbatten Group contracted the development of the Clarke’s Isthmus at a price of three million pounds for ten years.

Under the care of the Malayan Administrative Office and the Far East Joint Warfare Command, and with the help of Richard, the head of the Administrative Office, Pamela Mountbatten gave the order, and the Mountbatten Group brought a large number of administrators from Australia in Comet airliners and put them into the development of the Isthmus of Clarke.

On this day in Kuala Lumpur, an old friend of Alan Wilson’s, once the same commissioner of Tupang as him, now the commissioner of Sudan, John, John came to Malaya with bad news, “The wave of independence in Sudan cannot be suppressed. I have exhausted all means, and crucially, Whitehall has also indicated that although it has been pursued with the Cabinet, it has had little effect.”

“There’s really no way?” Alan Wilson had a sad face, although in his heart he had always been prepared for the UK to step back and knew that many of the colonies could not be saved, but when this day really came, his heart still could not help but feel sad.

John shook his head, the National Alliance Coalition Party won the parliamentary elections to form the Sudanese national government, political repression has been a complete failure, the situation in Sudan has evolved to the present day, and Egypt also has a relationship.

Farouk I looked like the reincarnation of Ali Pasha, and incited grief in Egypt, enduring the humiliation of calling on Egyptians to invest in nation building, and also had an impact on Sudan.

Alan Wilson’s face snapped, it seemed to concern him personally, but what could he do? Wouldn’t it be even more humiliating for Britain to let Nasser come to power, just like history?

Herein lies the current dilemma for Britain, doing nothing is certainly not an option, and doing it is not necessarily much better than staying put.

“If there’s really no way out, we’ll just have to throw out the warmth and not let any of the rebellious colonies get by.” Alan Wilson said coldly and quietly, “You and I both came out of British India and are no strangers to this situation.”

“Yes.” John narrowed his eyes, he certainly knew what Alan Wilson was referring to, and then said, “It would require the approval of the Cabinet, and probably just me saying that wouldn’t be enough to set things in motion.”

“They kill each other on their own, at least it won’t bother anyone else.” Alan Wilson held his head high and said easily, “Partition.”

The Sudan has a natural basis for division, with Arabs in the north and blacks in the south. Why does it appear today as a whole? Unsurprisingly, of course, it’s still the British Empire, and like British India, the Sudan is a political entity that emerged pinched together by Britain.

And while North and South Sudan have crossed paths historically, with the Nubian Arabs having established a relatively weak rule in the South Sudan region during their heyday, it was actually British colonial rule that really made North and South Sudan one nation.

The main ethnic group in South Sudan is black, practicing Christianity and primitive religions. Before the British merger, it was actually a Belgian colony, and in 1896, Britain and Belgium reached an agreement whereby the enclave of Lado, which had just been occupied by Belgium, was transferred to the British, and this area is what is generally known as South Sudan.

North and South Sudan thus became a separate political region, the later independent Republic of Sudan. In the early years of British rule, the regions of North and South Sudan were actually partitioned because of local ethnic and religious differences.

But after the end of World War II, the British Empire’s rule in its colonies around the world was facing collapse, and in order to maintain its rule in Sudan and also to stabilize its indirect rule in Egypt, Britain decided to unify the whole of British Sudan.

The biggest change was that the Nubians gained more power in the whole of Sudan, and Arabic, the language spoken by the Nubians, became the official language of the whole of Sudan.

In essence, North and South Sudan lived together for ten years.

Once again, Britain was responsible for the consequences of not having five hundred countries in the world.

“I’ll go to London with you.” Alan Wilson already knew the seriousness of the matter from his colleagues, this was not the time to enjoy life in British Malaya, it was necessary to face it bravely.

“Good!” John agreed painfully and said, “Since you want independence, you have to bear all the consequences of independence.”

“Everyone has the right to pursue independence, and that certainly includes blacks.” Alan Wilson smiled blandly, “Let’s give South Sudan a chance to choose, ask if it wants to be with the Arabs or become an independent country. Or don’t become independent first and see how the independent Sudan develops in a few years. Let’s take one step at a time, it’s too early for that.”

When he got home in the evening, Alan Wilson confessed the matter to his wife, who was remotely controlling the development of the Isthmus of Krakatau, “I’m going to go back to London, and help John to put the matter of Sudan’s independence in order. There’s a lot at stake here, it’s within the Overseas Assets Management Council’s purview, we can’t let any of the colonies independence hit the mainland.”

“Yes!” Pamela Mountbatten saw her husband’s solemn look and nodded, “Go, I’ll arrange a special plane for you, Margaret was supposed to be coming here, I was hoping you’d arrange a trip for her.”

“Your Highness, your reception will be fine.” Allen Wilson skimmed the relationship without any trace, a look of going to the fire for the empire in the face of the fire.

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