Chapter 920 – The Birth of Little Wilson

“Your Highness, it’s really heartwarming.” Four eyes opposite each other, embracing the princess’s delicate body Allen Wilson’s soul did not know where to go, only felt that the love was difficult to self-comprehend, wholeheartedly integrated into the current charming.

“Once gone for such a long time.” Princess Margaret held her brother-in-law’s head, the limited edition limousine body has been rendered pink, mouth full of complaints about the man’s desperation.

“The country has cultivated me, I want to contribute to the country.” Holding the princess sat up, listening to the grunting Allen Wilson one mind, complaining about the body. The intermittent breaks in his sentences proved his sincerity.

There was a time when Alan Wilson hadn’t experienced how difficult it was to be on equal footing with his wife’s ladies, but now, let’s just say that times were different, and each one of them was quite difficult to deal with. It was good that Her Royal Highness was still sensible enough to know that the relationship between the two was a secret.

With his wife’s labor approaching, Alan Wilson has to do his duty as a good husband, such as bringing up the child.

The daughter is already very knowledgeable and familiar with Princess Margaret, and it’s no wonder, in a sense Her Royal Highness plays the role of a little mother, accompanying her daughter.

With Pamela Mountbatten’s due date, Alan Wilson took his daughter with a less than calm mood, waiting outside the maternity ward, he is not the first time to experience this kind of thing, but the same nervousness, in the final analysis, the person inside is different, it is his wife, is giving birth to the two of their offspring.

It was a long time before the doctor came out and stated that the mother and child were safe, Allen Wilson breathed a sigh of relief and asked for advice before entering the delivery room to see his rather tired wife, “I’ve finally given the Wilson family an heir.”

“Hard work.” Alan Wilson was grateful and took Pamela Mountbatten’s small, somewhat slippery hand in his.

“As it should be.” Pamela Mountbatten winked mischievously and whispered, “I’ll be fine after a few days of rest.”

Whether or not a person was in a soothing mood was definitely related to the environment they were in, as evidenced by the chronically high suicide rates in Scandinavian countries, and Australia’s environment helped Pamela’s Mountbatten’s recovery.

A few days later, after a democratic resolution, the name Albert Mountbatten Wilson, became the name of the first son of the two, the youngest son after a few days of Mother Earth’s nourishment, finally does not look like the wrinkled look at birth, big eyes are quite animated, at first glance is a smart little guy.

Alan Wilson also can not help but marvel at the white race, in the birth to adulthood before the blessing. Really beautiful, if the speed of aging can have the advantages of other races would be better. But everything was a matter of proportion, maybe it was an elite life.

“It will be as good as you in time.” Pamela Mountbatten’s eyes were full of happiness, comparing the similarities between her husband’s and her son’s brows, “If Pamela could marry into the royal family, I wouldn’t worry about anything.”

Alan Wilson’s face changed, changing the topic without any trace, “This matter still needs to be considered.”

Marry into the royal family? Marry into who? Charles the Great British Yinreng? The standard collection of children born from the shortcomings of their parents. It was hard not to think of an African baboon when you saw that face Alan Wilson.

As for the royal affair, he could care less when it didn’t involve his family.

If his newborn son grew up to be involved with many women, he would be happy, because he himself was like that.

But if it was his own daughter’s husband who was like that, then this was something to think about.

“That’s what I said.” Pamela Mountbatten was acutely aware that her husband didn’t seem to approve too much of Prince Charles, “without due consideration.”

“It’s also not a good idea to get too close to the royal family, with your current assets you can’t get too far away from politics, and getting too close is equally bad, we all need to understand that essentially power is invisible and more frightening.” Alan Wilson taught his postpartum wife, let Pamela Mountbatten hurriedly dispel this dangerous idea.

Allen Wilson still wasn’t quite sure, and felt it was better to nip the danger in the bud by making this matter clear from the start.

Such a thing as a marriage with the royal family was not at all urgent for the two. Both of them were on the rise, and it wasn’t as if their families were falling apart, so they didn’t need to use the royal family to gain any status at all.

“My dear, you are so right, I was thinking a bit simplistically.” Pamela Mountbatten decisively backed down, no longer thinking about what and the royal family marriage, she can feel out of her husband’s heart on this matter has resistance.

Allen Wilson is not afraid of what mansion grudges happen in their own families, if it is the society of the East, the emperor is almost the status of the gods on earth, that is really vigilant, don’t be to find what reason to confiscate the family property, the British royal family does not have so much power, he just can’t tolerate the Great Britain Yinreng to take advantage of their own family.

About what the royal family discussion came to an end, he now has only two things to do, for the Malayan colony to lay a good foundation, there is also the British shares of the space program to be carried out step by step.

Far away in Moscow, before the fallout from the lift-off of mankind’s first artificial satellite had ceased, the Soviet Union took advantage of the heat to convene the Congress of the Communist Party of the Soviet Union (CPSU) and, in a sense, the Congress of the World Communist Party (WCP).

At the juncture of the Soviet Union’s first artificial satellite liftoff, representatives of the ruling parties of a dozen countries and political parties of dozens of countries gathered in Moscow, undoubtedly shocking the free world.

The Free World gave rare and intensive coverage to the Moscow conference, and this extraordinary heat and concern showed that the Free World was not as calm as it had been before in this sensitive period.

But Alan Wilson was not the least bit flustered, whether it was his wife, Pamela Mountbatten, or Princess Margaret, who, as far as the eye could see, was eating and sleeping as he should. Both know that this man has a key political problem, nothing to guest commentator, really out of such a big thing, but nothing to say, this is not common sense.

“My dear, the Soviet Union has called a Moscow conference.” Pamela Mountbatten finally couldn’t help herself and took the initiative to mention the Soviet Union’s move to see if her husband was really so blasé.

“Togliatti of Italy and Dorés of France were there. The ruling parties of a dozen countries, dozens of parties that follow the Soviet baton. Now gathered in Moscow.” Alan Wilson nodded, indicating that he knew about it.

Not only did he know about it, but he knew that a major power had challenged the position of the Soviet Communist Party. On the one hand, it persuaded the Soviet Communist Party to be lenient with Molotov and the others, and on the other hand, it did not at all avoid the key politics in front of the other fraternal political parties, putting the Soviet Communist Party in a very embarrassing position.

He also knew that the end of the Moscow Conference immediately exceeded the United Kingdom to catch up with the United States this slogan will be put forward, just do not know this time the super British is not more than the British Malayan colonies, because the Malayan colonies of steel production, has exceeded the British mainland.

All in all, this time the Moscow conference looked lively, in fact, such a big battle is Khrushchev was used.

This was the beginning of the cracks in the Soviet camp. As for the joint fleet and radio, that’s something for later, and it’s not sure it will happen. The Soviet Union is now holding Hokkaido in its hands.

What does he think, he just sits back and waits for the situation to change in favor of the free world.

Going cold turkey on a problem like this is the best way to go, even for the Soviet Union, and if he were the leader of the Soviet Union, he’d leave a major power hanging out to dry from now on without a care in the world.

Then again, wasn’t Alan Wilson doing something similar, except he was digging in America’s corner.

“Don’t look so hilarious, it might just be the beginning of a boom to bust.” Alan Wilson comforted his wife and sister-in-law, “Of course this is just my personal opinion, it’s best not to spread it.”

Especially not to let the United States know that the United States was still in the mindset of having to pick one over the other, a mindset that was good and should be continued.

Seeing with his own eyes that his son hadn’t encountered any neonatal ailments, Alan Wilson traveled light to the Woomera launch site to inquire about the progress of the British space program.

At the Vumela launch site, Alan Wilson met with many of the people in charge, including Turing himself.

“There is no doubt that the Soviet Union is taking the lead in the space race, putting the entire free world in an awkward position, and the United States in particular.” Alan Wilson, after casually connoting the United States, inquired as to where Britain was in its satellite launch preparations.

The Blue Light missiles had no problem being used for rocket launch missions, and were sufficient for satellite launches.

Soon, the head of the launch site, Rod Harper, took out, based on the Blue Light Missile as the blueprint of the civilian rocket, the rocket first stage consists of engine nacelles, propellant storage tanks and equipment with servo-electronic components and instruments.

The liquid rocket motor system has eight combustion chambers, is fueled by four turbopumps, and allows pitch, yaw and roll control. The second stage equipment bay contains servo-electronic equipment, telemetry equipment, flight program units, tracking beacons and self-destruct command receivers.

The third stage is a rocket motor and satellite. The first and second stages of the rocket send the satellite to an altitude of forty-five kilometers and two hundred kilometers, respectively. Ten minutes into the rocket launch, the third stage ignited. It enters a predetermined orbit.

“In terms of going into the several Blue Light Missile tests, our success rate is still very high, at least higher than the American side. Of course I’m also aware that ultimately spaceflight is still a bit different from missiles. Just because the missile test launches have been high the last few times, we can’t assume that the space satellites will definitely be launched successfully.”

Seeing what these researchers were going to say, Alan Wilson directly plugged one of the two ends, and then expressed his good wishes, “Let’s prepare with good wishes and with a normal heart. Success or failure, leave it to God to decide.”

“Alan, thank you for your understanding.” Turing sighed, as the head of the data center, he still had some trepidation about a brand new field. Especially now that the worldwide space craze was being noticed, there was a great deal of psychological pressure.

“Oh my friend, relax.” Alan Wilson grinned as he poured chicken soup, “It won’t be any more of a crisis than the Battle of Britain in the air.”