Chapter 96: A Beautiful Job

To be honest, Allen Wilson was really out of things to say, what could be said that couldn’t be said, there was nothing that the Soviet side didn’t know. He had to look after the interests of the British Empire in this situation, he wasn’t a Soviet cadre.

But apparently Edward Bridges was unaware of Alan Wilson’s inner keyboard warrior attributes, not really good at wasting time with nothing to do, and still asking a civil servant who wanted too much to be progressive to pull the wool over the eyes of the Soviets.

Just when the conversation had shifted from post-war reconstruction to fashion trends for Soviet women, Foltseva, also not a professional diplomat, took it upon herself to help Allen Wilson find something to do, “Should we talk about or take a look on the ground at the German fleet ready to be handed over to the Soviet Union.”

“Of course there is no problem, but I need to ask for instructions from above.” Allen Wilson stretched out his index finger and pointed upwards, to him this was a good thing, the conversation was going to extend to the post-natal care of sows if it continued.

In the evening Allen Wilson reported to Edward Bridges, and the Prime Minister, as well as the Foreign Secretary, about the Soviet Union’s request to mention the inspection of the German flotilla, and Edward Bridge sighed and said, “The Soviets are pretty straightforward, and don’t want to wait a moment.”

“Both the United States and the Soviet Union were in a hurry during this negotiation, and the United States’ eagerness to ask the Soviet Union to send troops gave the Soviet Union the opportunity to lionize the Soviet Union.” Alan Wilson’s tone was not friendly; in his vision, Germany’s remaining 800,000 tons of merchant ships were supposed to be used to contribute to the British Occupied Territories and British India trade.

The merchant ships, when they reached the Soviets, would not be used at all in the war against Japan, which was about to surrender. The handover of the fleet would not have benefited the British Empire, but the Americans had agreed to it, so naturally he could not stop it.

Look at the division of the occupied area to know, Germany’s most favorable coastline and industrial zone in the British-occupied area, the United States-occupied area is a landlocked occupied area, so the transfer of the German fleet, the potential level of loss to be borne by the British Empire.

This is the reason why Allen Wilson, rather than let the British Empire warship speed keeper, General Mountbatten sent the Asian fleet to help the Soviet Union, do not want to promise the Soviet Union to German fleet. The U.S.-occupied zone simply could not share the German fleet, and the Americans were certainly generous.

But Allen Wilson did not cheapen the Americans, if the Soviet Union really took out the determination to do whatever it takes to succeed in occupying Hokkaido, measured by the value of a Hokkaido and the value of the German fleet, it is not a loss.

“Allen is too young to realize that diplomacy involves trade-offs.” Edward Bridges, on hearing this, was unperturbed as Prime Minister Churchill and Foreign Secretary Robert Aiden rounded on him.

Said Allen Wilson is unintentional, and then turned the tables and said, “Since the Soviets are so eager, you will accompany the Soviet representative to go, the meeting this side of the temporary shelved. By the time the British-occupied zone is our place anyway, all things are much more convenient.”

This time the Potsdam Conference was in the Soviet-occupied zone, and the Cabinet Secretary meant that when he arrived in the Soviet-occupied zone, the initiative was back in Britain’s hands, and at the same time, indicating that he still had things to talk about with the Prime Minister and the Foreign Secretary, he got up and turned back to Churchill and said, “Prime Minister, I’ll see Alan off for a moment.”

Leaving the room, Edward Bridges’ voice changed for a moment, and his gaze behind his lenses became bemused, “Alan, although you didn’t say it explicitly, the tone of voice you just used, as well as your comments about the United States and the Soviet Union, are not desirable.”

“Sir Edward, is something wrong?” Alan Wilson frowned as he thought back and didn’t find anything wrong.

“There is nothing inherently wrong with dissatisfaction with the United States and the Soviet Union regarding operations against Japan, but the situation is that the only remaining German fleet is indeed in our hands, and the Americans did give the Soviets, at their expense, what we in Britain were holding in our hands.” Edward Bridges said slowly, “An outcome which, if the Prime Minister and Foreign Secretary thought deeply about it, would suggest that you are covertly displeased with the Honorable Prime Minister and Foreign Secretary par excellence.”

“No?” The corners of Alan Wilson’s mouth twitched, could this even be associated? Wasn’t that a little too imaginative?

“So why do you think that all public documents at government level are written in that very neutral, boring, look-at-it-and-read-it vocabulary?” Edward Bridges smiled slightly and nodded to himself, “That’s the reason, in a colony like British India, there’s no need to care about that kind of wording, good is good, bad is bad, the British Empire is the ruler and has to carry out the policies of the Empire, use whatever means you want, but not on the mainland.”

“I understand, Sir.” Alan Wilson knew his mistakes, even if he thought in his heart that Edward Bridges was making a fuss, the head of the civil service meant well, he could feel it.

“Since the Soviets want to hurry, put you will accompany them to the harbor.” Edward Bridges nodded his head in satisfaction, recognizing Alan Wilson’s attitude of knowing his mistakes, “Leaving Berlin for a few days isn’t a bad thing.”

Edward Bridges later his own considerations, since it is a matter of a dark operation, which has the reasoning of a clinical change of churn …… and change of generals.

And the Soviet Union went to the British-occupied area representative lead, the same and Allen Wilson the same disease Foltseva.

In the official meeting, all three delegations publicly recognized this matter, showing the transparency of the entire Potsdam Conference.

Foltseva, who was preparing to depart from Berlin for the British-occupied zone, probably for the first time deep in imperialist control, was unavoidably nervous, “What is our itinerary? Is Field Marshal Montgomery going to see us?”

“Marshal Montgomery has been a little busy lately.” Alan Wilson puffed out his cheeks, but was being completely honest.

Field Marshal Montgomery was on a European tour, and the man who had barricaded himself in Tactical Command for the duration of the war suddenly seemed to derive infinite pleasure from the cheers of the populace. He corresponded with many organizations and individuals: soccer clubs, charities, and everyone who would write to him.

He was always happy to attend ceremonies in various countries, whether it was to receive the title of honorary citizen of an autonomous city, to give a speech at a grand rally, or to become an honorary doctor at Oxford or Cambridge, he was always there. A casual check of his schedule illustrates this point.

Perhaps, in the eyes of other diplomats, accompanying Foltseva to the British-occupied territories was a good job. With a beautiful Soviet lady, in the British occupied territories, something might happen, and the Americans, in particular, would certainly think so.