Chapter 1151 Jiabao’s Helping Hand

This is destined to be a very lively year. Alan Wilson's work still has a long way to go. There is progress in Portugal, which is just the first step in a long march of thousands of miles. If nothing else, Grace has sent several telegrams to inquire. When will the so-called opportunity come?

However, it seems that Ingrid Bergman seems to be very adaptable to the life of a Portuguese manor lady. In terms of career ambition, Ingrid Bergman is actually not as persistent as Hedy Lamarr and is quite satisfied with her current life. , in the stage of enjoying life.

The large estates in Portugal appealed to the female CEO, and she was quite happy with it. The environment here reminded her of the aristocratic life in the biography, which she had not experienced in other countries.

Whenever the female CEO showed dissatisfaction, the manor servants would show fear and hesitation and walk towards the bottom of the dining table. He was hunched over and bowing constantly. He was originally a thin and tall old man. It's just that due to his habit of bending over for a long time, it's almost impossible to tell how tall he is.

His clear and upright appearance, his aquiline nose, his piercing black eyes, his high forehead covered with wrinkles, and his long gray beard and hair should be considered beautiful. After a long service, These people have developed a national character, which, to say the least, contains many vulgar and vulgar elements.

This kind of vulgarity and vulgarity is exactly what Ingrid Bergman wanted, and it can only be found in Portugal so far.

"Ingrid, you have fallen..." Alan Wilson was astonished. It takes three years to learn well and three days bad.

If it were normal times, Ingrid Bergman would not refute, but what is this man doing now? With his head buried in her chest, all he made was a sultry sound. How dare you talk to her?

"You should at least raise your head and speak." Ingrid Bergman panted and accused intermittently.

"No, I feel the warmth of the sun here." Alan Wilson embodies the essence of a tough diplomat. He will never bow to unreasonable demands. This is related to the national character of the British Empire. The Deputy Secretary cannot embarrass the country.

"I will keep you warm and warm, and two suns will make you twice as happy." Ingrid Bergman decided to teach the man a lesson, which showed her great ambition and almost made the gentleman who was inspired to show his talents in this critical year fail to succeed.

This cannot be forgiven. Alan Wilson must let Ingrid Bergman know how powerful Saigon Iron Fist is.

"I really want to be here all the time, and you can stay with me like this." The female CEO, who had suffered the heavy blow, collapsed in the arms of the deputy director, "But I know you are busy, come and see us mother and daughter more often, I I’m very satisfied.”

"This is natural!" Alan Wilson agreed simply,

"You know me, I always try to be considerate."

"If you don't think more carefully, I'm afraid you don't have enough twenty-four hours a day." Ingrid Bergman rolled her eyes at Alan Wilson, a double entendre. A man who doesn't work in the Space-Time Administration can cope with such a situation. How many ladies have the same status as their wives?

Alan Wilson's return trip has always been like a green train, stopping at every stop. When I arrived at the final destination, London, I ensured that my body was empty. After staying in London for two days, I felt even more empty.

Yawning, he walked to the Ministry of Defense and asked the commander-in-chief of the British Empire, Marshal Mountbatten, whether he had any plans for armed mediation. He was also worried about his son-in-law's yawning state, "If Pamela comes back and sees you, In this state, you still wonder what the country has done to you."

"My condition is not bad, I can be called in high spirits!" Alan Wilson stared at the panda eyes, reached out to touch his hair and said to himself, "It is very lush, and I can be called a model of a gentleman."

"What you said offended a lot of gentlemen." Mountbatten almost laughed out loud. He suppressed his smile and introduced his idea. Based on his intuitive feeling, two Centaurs and an Eagle-class ship in the Persian Gulf, Coupled with a Dreadnought-class nuclear submarine, it is already a devastating force for the Indian Navy.

"Modest, you can describe it this way to countries other than the United States and the Soviet Union." Alan Wilson was still wondering when the British MacArthur spoke so modestly.

Soon Alan Wilson knew that he was wrong. His father-in-law just said casually, "It's part of professional image management, otherwise it will make people think that the Royal Navy is bullying."

The Eagle-class aircraft carrier battle group living in the Persian Gulf is also under the jurisdiction of the Royal Mediterranean Fleet in terms of organization. This is Mountbatten's old unit and there is no problem in using it, not to mention that he is still the commander-in-chief of the British army.

Given the current size of the Indian Navy, the deployment of two Centaurs and one Eagle-class ship from the Pacific Fleet and Mediterranean Fleet is enough to send the Indians to the bottom of the sea within a day.

"If Britain starts military exercises without saying hello, will it scare the Indians?" Mountbatten asked his son-in-law, "Should we inform India first?"

"It is not necessary for Indians to know where the Royal Navy is and for what purpose it conducts military exercises. Don't think that just because the Indian Ocean is called the Indian Ocean, it is really the Indian Ocean." Alan Wilson curled his lips and said, "Until before World War I , the Monroe Doctrine was all shouted by the Americans themselves, let India wait for ninety years, and then talk to us, right?"

Doesn't Alan Wilson still know about India's military development as of a few decades later? Standard top-heavy configuration.

The Soviet Union's configuration during the Cold War was like this: 50,000 tanks, 60,000 armored vehicles, and 30,000 self-propelled artillery. This is not top-heavy. No matter which part it is, it cannot be competed by any other single country.

The real top-heavy situation is that in India in the 21st century, the number of tanks is twice that of armored vehicles, and self-propelled artillery is a fraction of the number of armored vehicles. This situation does not only exist in the army, but also in the navy and air force. The bigger and more advanced the more equipment. , the more auxiliary the equipment, the less attention it receives.

This configuration is a standard configuration that is bad at cooking. However, considering that most countries on the planet are really good at cooking, this configuration cannot be wrong. Unfortunately, there is a bad food next to India.

"Give India a surprise. Once India asks, I will naturally give a reasonable reply." Alan Wilson thought as he said, "At that time, the United Kingdom can say that it will start from its position of strength and talk about the Goa issue that has caused both India and Portugal. country’s hostility and then use it to mediate.”

He had already said something similar to Salazar once, and decided to take advantage of the Commonwealth Games in Kuala Lumpur to create a peaceful event and give the two countries a platform to talk on the same page.

He has already thought about how the two countries will explain their reasons, since ancient times. This is not the patent of a certain country. Nehru once said that India has existed since ancient times, and the roof of the world is part of Indian culture.

Alan Wilson is ready to spread Nehru's understanding to the whole world, so once the border war begins, Alan Wilson can think about it, self-justification from ancient times to ancient times, and then ultimately it is the fist that has the final say .

What about the Cuban Missile Crisis? There is no occasion for the UK to increase its presence. If the UK wants to increase its presence, it has to be in Asia.

Thanks to the presence of Profumo, the defense secretary, Alan Wilson now feels at home when he comes to the Ministry of Defense. This is the harmonious relationship between politicians and civil servants he envisioned.

Of course, this is not dissatisfaction with Foreign Secretary Rab Butler. The respected Foreign Secretary also has a very good relationship with the Deputy Secretary-General, especially the previous spy exchange, which won a lot of applause for the Foreign Secretary.

It was still early, Field Marshal Mountbatten was still calculating costs, and Alan Wilson was waiting for good news.

"What's wrong?" In Hepburn's apartment, Alan Wilson looked at Qiuhua with a look of grievance. Hepburn's sudden coldness made the deputy secretary a little at a loss. "You can tell me if you have something to say."

"You can't solve it even if I tell you." Hepburn said angrily. How long has it been since then that he wanted to manned spaceflight again?

Alan Wilson's heart moved, and he stared at Hepburn's abdomen. There was nothing unusual about it, "It doesn't feel like it."

"How do you feel?" Hepburn came up and said with a punch in the face, "You'd better pray that nothing happens, otherwise you will be in trouble if word spreads, and you and I will be at the center of a storm of public opinion."

"Even if I am dismissed from my position, I will just pray that something will happen." Alan Wilson really couldn't tell anything from Hepburn's flat belly, but he did have a bit of a tough mouth.

"I'm going to the United States for a checkup." Hepburn had already made up her mind, and she was also thinking about this man.

"Huh? You are also very well-known in the United States, why don't you try going to Sweden?" Alan Wilson tilted his head and thought, "Sweden is a powerful country in Northern Europe, and the environment is not bad. It's just a good place to relax."

He then went further and said that he could accompany him and that he could immediately negotiate the details of the fighter plane for the trip.

Hepburn felt soft and nodded. She didn't know that Alan Wilson was afraid that Qiuhua would make a cruel move to hurt her body.

If there is such a trend, Alan Wilson can stop it nearby, saving Hepburn from regretting it in the future.

"Greta, what do you think I should do?" In Stockholm, the capital of Sweden, Alan Wilson held his wine glass and frowned, having no idea what to do about the current predicament, "I'm very worried."

Greta Garbo dragged her chin and looked directly at Alan Wilson, "You didn't care so much about me at the time."

"I care too." Alan Wilson was determined, but then he whispered with a sad face, "You had already withdrawn from the circle by then. Hepburn was at his peak, if it was for his career."

"Oh!" Greta Garbo murmured expressionlessly, "How about I help you talk to her. Don't worry, it won't involve you. Of course, you know that my standards have always been very high. "

It is said that those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. Han Xin can endure the humiliation of his crotch. As long as he looks away, it doesn't matter.