Chapter 1180 Allen in Moscow
Alan Wilson...Secretary Rab Butler, prepared a draft requesting the Soviet Union to express its attitude, including the Cuban missile crisis, a halt to the attack on the Free Forces of Katanga in the Congo, and an end to the war in Asia.
In terms of diplomacy, the United Kingdom has tied together several recent events and used them as the core of its diplomacy this time.
Such bundling is not completely without danger. The Cuban Missile Crisis is a matter between the Soviet Union and the United States. Who else is the boss of the third world war on the roof of the world? As for the war in the Congo, it is just a matter of make-up.
But this does not mean that the fighting in the Congo is not dangerous. In fact, the most likely thing that the Soviet Union will use to scare the monkeys is the direction of the Congo war. Alan Wilson even expressed pessimism about this, hoping that Grace can quickly achieve the goal set, otherwise May cause fire.
This wave of bundling in British public opinion has inevitably spread to the United States, and is being accepted by many people. Is the Cuban Missile Crisis part of the US protecting itself, or is it part of a worldwide Soviet bloc offensive?
It all depends on how it is easier to sell. As a country where conspiracy theories are prevalent, it is obvious how big it is.
The division of labor for the mediation this time has been decided. The top figures in the foreign ministries of Britain and France visited Washington to express support for the US actions, while the number two figures went to Moscow to conduct diplomatic mediation.
You should hurry up while the popularity is high, otherwise, you may not be able to leave a deep impression in front of the world.
It was already very dark. Colonel Richardson parked the car at the dock, walked to the front door of the docked submarine, and walked toward the gangway.
He had just returned the salute to the sentry when he heard his arrival announced over the ship's loudspeaker. He climbed slowly up the twenty-seven shiny steps leading to the porthole.
Submarine Captain Buck Williams, alerted by the loudspeaker, was waiting for him.
"We will be fully supplied and ready to sail if you need us, Commander."
"Okay," Richardson said, and the two of them walked toward Richardson's cabin. "I'm sorry to ask you to do this, Buck. But since Fleet Headquarters sent the telegram, there aren't many options left."
When the two officers arrived at the cabin, Richardson pushed Buck inside without a word, closed the door, and pulled a message from the safe desk. This is a telegram forwarded by the Commander of the Atlantic Fleet Submarine Force.
At this time, they read the message again, but no one said anything. They watched with rapt attention, as if they could discern further meaning that might have been expressed.
The best way to anti-submarine is to use submarines. With an overwhelming advantage in surface power, the Soviets can only use submarines to sneak into Cuba. So catching the Soviet submarines is the biggest gain.
Submarines themselves are concealed weapons, and even in a powerful surface fleet, some oversights are inevitable. Unable to seize this elusive weapons platform, and knowing that the Soviet Red Navy could not confront the United States on the ocean, Khrushchev did not intend to admit defeat. Instead, he sent submarines to infiltrate and test whether the encirclement constructed by the United States was strong.
Four submarines quietly set off from the Kola Peninsula, sneaked south, successfully evaded the reconnaissance points set up by NATO in the North Atlantic, and soon entered the Caribbean Sea.
Soon, the B-36 submarine took the lead in sneaking towards the blockade set by the US military, followed by the other three submarines. A few hours later, four submarines successfully crossed the blockade and sailed toward the waters near Cuba.
At this time, the captain of submarine No. B-4 relaxed his vigilance and ordered the submarine to float up and add oxygen within the blockade. This attracted a reconnaissance aircraft hovering overhead.
When the reconnaissance plane was discovered, the deputy captain's voice filled the entire control room. "Now it almost sees us, flying very low but still on a steady course."
This plane was flying low and must have some evil intentions. It may be entering an attack lane! "Evacuate the bridge!" the submarine captain shouted, suddenly grabbing the microphone, "Dive down!"
It was a twin-engine, propeller-driven, high-wing aircraft with fixed landing gear equipped with gliders that could take off and land on water. It is clearly not a combat aircraft. However, the idea that the Americans could begin to conduct reconnaissance on their submarines in such a short period of time is absolutely untenable.
Perhaps the planes were all part of a joint operation—an obvious guess. Maybe their appearance and collision are not accidental!
The plane suddenly began to climb higher. As the plane moved upwards, a small thing on the belly of the plane quickly detached and became larger and larger.
"Sound the collision alarm! What did it drop? It seems to be a bomb!" The captain quickly turned the periscope and continued to monitor the aircraft. The screams of the collision alarm and the heavy impact of closing the door continued. echoed in his ears.
Boom! There was a sudden and shocking explosion. A cloud of white mist filled the periscope. The plane disappeared.
However, by the time the bomb was dropped, the aircraft had apparently begun to climb higher to escape the blast wave, which was dangerous to both the target and the reconnaissance aircraft itself. What the reconnaissance plane dropped was not a simple bomb, but also a signal flare, indicating to the surrounding American fleet that the interior of the blockade had been infiltrated by Soviet submarines.
A Soviet submarine appeared in the blockade, and there could never be only one. This was immediately known to the U.S. Navy, and countless warships swarmed towards this area to conduct carpet reconnaissance.
The discovered Soviet submarine could only dive. In the deep sea, the submarine turned off all ventilation equipment, even the air conditioner, and sailed silently for several hours. The air inside the boat was foul-smelling and the heat was almost unbearable. Metals that are in contact with external seawater condense out of water. Iron pipes, pillars, bulkheads, everything was dripping with water.
Alan Wilson, who was about to board the plane, knew about this and did not forget to spend the last moment cheering for the United States. "The Soviet Union should understand that with the strength of the U.S. Navy, it is impossible for the Soviet Union to infiltrate successfully."
Completely ignoring that this was just good luck for the United States, it encountered a careless submarine captain, which led to the failure of the Soviet Union's penetration.
As the person in charge of visiting Moscow, Alan Wilson can be regarded as a firm defender of the free world.
When Alan Wilson arrived in Moscow, he felt a lot of hostility, but the permanent undersecretary, who believed deeply in diplomatic immunity, believed that he would not have any security problems.
At night, the arrival of the most powerful woman in the Soviet Union, Catherine III, prompted Ellen Wilson to pay homage to the cultural czar.
Fortseva looked like she was never going to do this again, and imitated Alan Wilson's words before leaving London, "The Soviet Union can't succeed. Isn't that what you said? So what are you doing?"
"Ekaterina, there were many people present at the time." Alan Wilson explained with a look of grievance, "And I am telling the truth. Cuba is an island at best. There is no country on the ocean that is the opponent of the United States. Don't say it is. The Soviet Red Navy and the British Royal Navy do not have this strength. Now that the U.S. Navy can slowly trap Cuba, it is self-evident who has the initiative."
"Are you very proud?" Fortseva had a look of worry on her face. There had never been a time when she felt that this man with deep friendship was so hateful.
"That's not true. I also dislike Americans." Alan Wilson bowed to Fortseva's pomegranate skirt and expressed his determination to fight against imperialism and feudalism. "But we must consider the reality. The reality is that the United States Cuba has been blocked."
Fortseva looked sternly, "Don't think that the Soviet Union will back down, we have made all preparations."
If this were said decades later, and applied to Russia who had been forced into a corner, Alan Wilson would believe it.
But now he doesn't think that the Soviet Union is going to ruin it. Everyone is living well, so why bother?
"I believe in the resolute heart of the Soviet Union, but at the same time, the heart of the United States is also very resolute." Alan Wilson changed the subject and said, "Maybe the Soviet Union underestimated the free world. In our eyes, most people are actually just cannon fodder. Take me for example, my wife and children have all gone to Australia, so the Soviet intercontinental missiles can’t reach Australia, right?”
Before the proletariat can unite, the capitalists must first unite, otherwise wouldn't they be taken advantage of by these idiots?
After all, the Soviet Union currently does not have the strength to kill the United States in one fell swoop.
"I'm here to represent the British government and give the Soviet Union a step down. Don't be so hostile to me." Alan Wilson whispered nonchalantly, "The Soviet Union also needs this step to take care of Britain's diplomatic influence. Good for the Soviet Union."
"Who doesn't know that the United Kingdom and the United States wear the same pants?" Fortseva said harshly, not believing in the integrity of the United Kingdom.
This suspicion is true, but this is not the point. Alan Wilson's hands have been caressing the shoulders of the cultural czar, "Ekaterina, long time no see, don't treat me like this, maybe I can still give you something." I have an idea."
Due to different countries, every time the two met might be the last time. The cold reception from the cultural czar made Alan Wilson very sad at this time. The meeting between the two should not be like this.
First of all, she said soft words, which also made Fortseva soften her heart. It is true that this man finally came here. She shouldn't be like this!
The gentleness of the culture tsar led Alan Wilson to give positive reviews, and by the way betrayed Colonel Benikovsky.
"Why didn't you tell me last time?" Fortseva stood up immediately, completely ignoring that she was already naked.
"Always keep something at the bottom of the box, otherwise you might be cold to me." Alan Wilson's expression at this time was just like that of General Potemkin, the lover of Emperor Catherine the Great in history.
"Is there any more?" Fortseva was very doubtful that this man still had something in his mind.
"It's really gone!" Alan Wilson spread his hands, indicating that there was really not a drop left.