Chapter 1206 Appeasement Policy

"Okay, that's basically it." Alan Wilson looked at the huge suitcase and muttered tiredly.

At this time, there were two people watching the deputy minister packing his luggage. One was the British treasure, and the other was the sexy goddess, Vivien Leigh and Marilyn Monroe. The latter was invited by Vivien Leigh to come to the UK as a guest.

"Nassau isn't a tropical place, so why bring such a big suitcase?" Marilyn Monroe asked with a suspicious look on her face.

"This is the basic information used to negotiate with you, the President of the United States." Alan Wilson put his hands on his waist. "Some of it contains rape and murder cases of overseas US troops in recent years, subverting the record of the leadership of the third world. Used for negotiation. Chips!”

"It seems that you regard the United States as your enemy..." Marilyn Monroe frowned, as if she had discovered the true face of Two-Face.

"It's always right to be careful. If I were the president of the United States, I would definitely use all means to force Britain to submit, even if it means issuing a threat of nuclear war. However, I don't think President Kennedy would. After all, he is less courageous than me."

Alan Wilson did not argue that it is dangerous to be an enemy of the United States and fatal to be an ally of the United States.

"Monroe, don't listen to him, that's what he is." Vivien Leigh whispered to smooth things over for a man of the same status as her husband, but this time Alan Wilson didn't appreciate it, "Politics are dirty, this time I invite Monroe Miss, you are here because British public opinion may make a fuss about the affair between you and Kennedy, so I asked Vivian to ask you to come to London to avoid the gossip. If some unrealistic remarks still get into Monroe's mind by then, Miss's ears, I feel very sorry for England."

At this time, he did not hesitate to take advantage of Kennedy's private life. Maybe it hurt Monroe, but there was nothing I could do about it. As a British official, I had to serve British interests.

"You said it's so serious. Aren't the two countries allies?" Vivien Leigh muttered dissatisfied, wanting the man to stop saying a few words.

"For the value of the united front, you have to earn the value by yourself. But don't be too nervous. I am relatively clear about the unfathomable bottom line of the United States."

Alan Wilson is not completely pessimistic. When necessary, humanity's hope is that the city on the mountain also has a flexible and unfathomable red line. Iran's twelve missiles have demonstrated their united front value, in exchange for the Iranian Revolutionary Guards Disappearing from the blacklist shows that the United States is timid even when it should be timid.

In the 1970s, when it was overwhelmed by the Soviet Union, the United States also took the initiative to establish a good relationship with a certain big country. Of course, this did not delay the fallout in the future, but in the end it did not seize the short opportunity of the collapse of the Soviet Union to solve the problem once and for all.

Comparing the two contractions in the United States, the foundations are quite different. The contraction in the United States in the 1970s,

In the end, Reagan came to power and practiced the Seven-Injury Boxing Technique, and began to despise the original industrial growth and focus on the financial industry. Simply put, it was to win over more countries by giving away profits.

But that time in the 21st century, the United States' own industries were not enough, and similar strategies could no longer be used. We can only think of ways to see if we can't destroy our competitors and keep high-end industries and transfer them to ourselves.

The situation facing the UK is obviously that the United States wants to have free prostitution. Historically, the United States has continuously launched financial attacks on the UK and used its industrial scale to squeeze the UK. In the end, it succeeded.

This time Alan Wilson believed differently. Dragging the heavy suitcase, Alan Wilson said goodbye to Vivien Leigh and wished Marilyn Monroe a happy stay in the UK. "The environment in Europe is still good, and Miss Monroe can wander around as she pleases."

"It's like I should be grateful to you." Marilyn Monroe snorted, looking dissatisfied.

"You really should do this." Dragging his suitcase to the door, Alan Wilson turned back and replied seriously. If he hadn't made arrangements in advance, the two of them would have met while sweeping the grave.

Still want to jump up and down and talk nonsense in front of him? The sexy goddess won't have this chance at all.

If there is anything dissatisfying about going to the Bahamas this time, it is that the logistics support is not in place, and Alan Wilson has nothing to do. He really doesn't dare to mess with such an important and symbolic occasion.

After arriving at the airport, they met with a reliable MI5 agent. A group of people were waiting for the arrival of Prime Minister Eden, and then boarded the flight together and landed in Nassau via Newfoundland without making any transit in the United States.

Nassau is a small city, but as the capital of the British Bahamas, it still has some basic facilities, otherwise it would not have been selected as the location for this round of British-US summit meetings.

After Alan Wilson arrived in Nassau, he wandered around the inner room of the radio station for an hour, admiring the thick brown carpet, the tall black columns, the cars of lights and broadcast equipment passing by him, and the dazzling lights outside the broadcast room. The red lights, the beautiful girls and young men hurriedly coming in and out of various doors, I saw it by the way...

A blonde woman wears a green gauze dress with a very low neckline, revealing a considerable part of her cream-colored hemisphere.

Gufa/span> "Not as good as Ingrid..." Alan Wilson walked to the door of the Personnel Department and stood there for a long time, peeking in from the two open doors, like a child looking at a store full of candies. Like a counter. Then he finally left. He couldn't spend the day wandering around, and he didn't want to bring souvenirs to Pamela Mountbatten.

The appearance of one person was quite beyond Alan Wilson's expectations, the Director of the CIA, Dulles. He was very puzzled, why is the Director of the CIA so free? What to do in the British colonies?

"We meet again, Sir Wilson. It seems that Jazz is very free." Before Alan Wilson could say anything, Dulles jumped into the scene and spoke first, "Britain can't live without Jazz for a day."

"Mr. Dulles, I am an official of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. It is normal to come to this diplomatic event, but you do not seem to be an official of the U.S. State Department." Alan Wilson spoke calmly, and then changed the subject, "Is it possible that you are not an official of the U.S. State Department?" Is it because the natural scenery here is very similar to Cuba, and the Director is particularly fond of it?"

While talking, Alan Wilson handed the other party a cigar and said, "An authentic Cuban cigar, would you like to try it?"

"Sir Wilson's words are still so sharp." Dulles looked at his colleague who was much smaller than him. This time he was not angry. He took the cigar and took a sip. He said with satisfaction, "Not bad, it's a familiar smell. Now it's here." The U.S. market is worth a fortune.”

"Especially the price on the black market." Alan Wilson added for Dulles.

Dulles was holding a cigar in his mouth. People passing by on the road not far away could hear the whispers of lovers on the beach mixed with the sound of the water lapping under the cliff. It is harmonious music, alternating with soft tones and pleasant basses.

One can also see the silhouettes of the lovers reflected in the granite wall against which they stand: above them, the raised thatched roof, and behind it all, the infinite twilight, the colorless emptiness of water and sky...

"I don't know if Sir Wilson knows that there may be a new member in the nuclear club. And this new member is from the Soviet Union. In a sense, he is an enemy of the free world."

Dulles flicked the remaining cigar away with a flick of his finger and spoke again about the changes in the situation in Asia.

"Oh?" Alan Wilson's face changed slightly, and he nodded meaningfully, "I heard it, but the movement behind the bamboo curtain is indeed too difficult to detect. Do we have a black bat squadron that we can use."

The Black Bat Squadron on Deception Island was established with the support of the CIA. Dulles, the director of the CIA, must know more than he, the Secretary-General of the British Joint Intelligence Committee.

"I just want to say that this is a threat to the free world." Dulles looked at Alan Wilson steadily, as if he wanted to make the British realize the seriousness of the matter.

"What about this? What can we do? Director Dulles?" Alan Wilson said with a troubled face, "The United States didn't even win the Korean War, what else do you want now? So what if we fight back and forth? Since If you can’t figure it out, then forget it?”

At this moment, Alan Wilson was trying to persuade Dulles, "I was bullied as a hawker when I was a child, so I entered the underworld to seek protection. What if I became the biggest and strongest in the underworld?" It’s not the same!

"What are you talking about? The free world has no place for you, Britain!" Dulles sneered upon hearing this. "You want to make money, but you don't want to contribute. What on earth is Britain going to do in the free world? How can it be so cheap?"

In Dulles' eyes, Allen Wilson's appearance at this time closely resembled the British's traditional appeasement policy.

He was absolutely right. Alan Wilson also thought of the appeasement policy, and then persuaded Dulles to calm down the matter, "If we do not have the ability to defeat the Soviet Union on the battlefield, then we should stop the unnecessary war, which will only be a waste of time." It’s not like the United States has never fought before in terms of national strength. Did you win? Now, the United Kingdom feels that the United States should focus mainly on economic development and stop thinking about using force to solve problems. This is very dangerous."

"If we can't defeat even the second-largest country in the Soviet bloc, there's no guarantee that it won't inspire the Soviet Union's confidence and cause us even greater trouble. Isn't that right?"

Dulles raised his eyebrows. Did the British doubt the United States' largest armed force on earth?

To be honest, Alan Wilson did not deny that he just doubted the United States' war capabilities. In the subsequent dialogue, he even hoped that the United States and Britain would appease together and not think about starting a war.

This made Dulles very angry. The Pentagon had never been insulted like this. "Maybe the courage of the British has disappeared. Maybe we should judge how much confidence the British still have in the free world."

"Director Dulles, it's better to calm down." The words he said were neutral, but Alan Wilson's expression clearly showed that he did not believe in the United States' war capabilities, and he sounded like he wanted appeasement to the end.