Chapter 793 Yesterday Reappears

Standing outside the Kuala Lumpur International Airport, Hepburn looked at the flow of people with curiosity on her face. The scene here still surprised her, not as backward as she imagined.

Not far away, Radwich followed the guidance of a finger and appeared in front of Hepburn half a minute later, "Is this Miss Hepburn? My boss asked me to pick you up."

"Who are you?" Audrey Hepburn's eyes behind her sunglasses were full of vigilance. She followed her mother to England very early, and she was not a little girl who was easily coaxed.

"Yes, that's it." Radwich took out a gold coin, waved it in front of Audrey Hepburn, and then said, "Can you believe me now?"

This gold coin didn't look very good, and it could even be said that the craftsmanship was poor, but Hepburn recognized it at a glance as belonging to Ellen Wilson because she also had one.

Alan Wilson also left two of these Roman gold coins unearthed from the Hoxon treasure, which were originally used for comparison. But later I also gave Hepburn one. Radwich took out this gold coin, and Hepburn immediately recognized it.

Not long after, Hepburn got into an old Mercedes-Benz and disappeared into the crowd of people at the international airport.

"I didn't expect the flights here to be so slow and busy." Like a curious baby, Hepburn looked around through the car window and kept talking about what he saw and heard along the way.

"Recently, a group of military officers came from the country because of the expansion of the garrison. The new garrison will arrive after this year, and the officers and their families came first by flight. I have arranged a residence for them."

After Alan Wilson listened, he explained to Hepburn the reason for the recent rush of flights to Malaya. The people from the command organization arrived first and set up the skeleton. When a large number of soldiers arrived, combat effectiveness could be formed immediately.

This can be regarded as a trick. In fact, this method is also used by the Soviet Union. The Soviet Union has a four-level mobilization system, which originated from Prussia. The first two levels of full-staffed divisions and under-staffed divisions are respectively on the European frontline and deep in Eastern Europe.

What is more similar to the current British troops stationed in Malaysia is that the Soviet Union's shelf divisions, excluding the first two units, are generally placed in reserve units in the Far East.

There are one hundred and three shelf divisions in the Soviet Union. All the company-level and above-level command structures of the shelf division are full, and there are enough manpower to maintain the equipment in the inventory, but the soldiers are only one-third of the full division. .

Peacetime personnel ratios limit the division to company-level training unless reservists are mobilized.

Many low-level stand masters need to recruit 10,000 reservists before they can be mobilized. Even within these divisions, independent tactical missile battalions are fully staffed. It will take six days to mobilize the reservists, but more time will be needed for training before the division can go into action.

Although the Soviet Union's shelf divisions are usually short of personnel, they do not lack heavy equipment. After training, they can be deployed on the battlefield.

The expansion of the British troops stationed in Malaya was based on the pattern of the shelf division. A bunch of weapons were transported and placed in the warehouse in Malaya. But it is estimated that the expanded establishment will be large, but what about the personnel? Only people who come here will know.

With a population of 50 million, the UK now has 800,000 active-duty soldiers, which is actually close to the limit that the UK can maintain in peacetime. In proportion, the size of the British army exceeds that of the United States. According to this ratio, China would have to maintain eight million troops all year round.

This is also true. London cannot squeeze out more military power to be deployed in the Far East, so the real fact of expanding the Malayan garrison this time is to expand the equipment of the Far East Combat Command and then put in a frame of the Shelf Division. Troops from the Middle East Joint Operations Command were transferred to Malaya and directly used existing equipment to fight.

"So that's it. Isn't it safe here?" Hepburn was actually not interested, but still asked.

"Be prepared." Alan Wilson explained to Hepburn with a smile. Hepburn's dress today was very eye-catching. It is definitely a mistake to think that Hepburn can only play princesses. Hepburn's performance in Dinner at Tiffany's showed that she can also play bitchy protagonists.

Radevitch, who was holding the steering wheel, stared straight ahead.

I continued driving as if I was a professional, sighing inwardly.

Northern Rhodesia has a deep affinity with Alan Wilson. He came here specifically to serve the Imperial Commissioner himself and has nothing to do with his fellow countrymen from the Mountbatten Group.

But at this moment, he just wanted to express his admiration. Where did the boss of this service find such a beautiful woman? Do you want the colorful flags to flutter outside?

Soon the car drove to the residential area where it was arranged. The scenery here is quite good, the visibility and location are very good, and you can go for a walk in your spare time.

Alan Wilson dragged his luggage and went in with Hepburn. This would be Hepburn's residence here. All the furnishings in the room could be seen at a glance. What particularly pleased Hepburn was that it did not appear too empty.

After walking around happily, the jet lag of the long-distance flight made Hepburn a little drowsy. With Alan Wilson beside him, Hepburn also took off his guard, put down his luggage, and put the clothes in the closet. After a while, Already asleep.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that his books had disappeared like yellow cranes on the bookshelf, including the complete works of the British poets Wordsworth, Keats and Shelley, the Canderbury Tales, the complete works of Shakespeare, and Fitz Novels by Gerard and Hemingway.

Looking towards the bookshelf, I saw a neat row of books written by Amist, each offering a promise of self-education.

As she walked across the room to the closet, her knees were wobbly from the long flight and from the empty stomach.

God, she prayed silently, opening the closet door. As usual, on the left are her dresses, skirts and blouses. But except for a white shirt that was torn and stained, the men's shirts and shorts were all gone. His two twill suit jackets with patchwork sleeves, an extra pair of leather shoes, his clothes, and his somewhat worn briefcase were also missing.

A discarded white shirt hung there alone, open for everyone to see, which made her burst into tears. She forced back the tears and took a step or two towards their dressing table. But she couldn't bring herself to open his drawer, because she wouldn't be able to bear it if she couldn't find any traces of her relationship with him.

"I woke up sooner than I expected." Alan Wilson walked in and watched Sleeping Beauty get up with a smile.

"I thought you would do bad things to me." Hepburn turned her beautiful side face to Alan Wilson, as if like a proud peacock, "I didn't expect you to be such a gentleman?"

"You have to decide who to face. I still can't bear to blaspheme your words." Alan Wilson seemed to be a different person, not the same as usual. The decadent and backward Great Britain did not understand the advanced nature of a man having three wives and four concubines.

"I'm a little hungry!" Hepburn said pitifully, "I won't waste your time. You are the commissioner here. Apart from official business, you don't have much private time."

"Who's right?" Alan Wilson stood up and walked out of the room in three steps and two steps. After a while, there was a clanging sound in the kitchen.

Not long after, Hepburn was leaning at the door of the kitchen wearing a men's shirt, watching the man busy. The apartment was fully equipped and could be said to meet all basic needs. You could also listen to music to relieve your boredom when you were upset.

"Although I know everything myself, and I think I have learned a lot about Chinese and Western things, I still seem to be a little underprepared. Let's deal with it!" Alan Wilson turned around and took the slices of bread, plus the sausages he had prepared before, and asked Hepburn to sit down and eat.

"I saw that you never let go of your camera, so I thought you liked taking pictures the most." Hepburn ate vaguely and said in a non-goddess-like manner, "Is this your personal hobby?"

"Of course!" Alan Wilson replied simply. His collection is quite rich. If it were leaked, he would definitely die without a burial place due to the enthusiasm of male compatriots in the world.

For an official like him, this hobby is quite risky, but in life, there must always be something to pursue.

The two were enjoying their world happily, but the weather was not kind and it rained. This surprised even the Imperial Commissioner Alan Wilson. It rarely rained during this season.

But for him and Hepburn, rain has a special meaning. An important external condition for the two to come together was a rare heavy rain when they went to Scotland, which led to a new explanation of joining a group to stay warm.

Apparently, the sudden heavy rain also reminded Hepburn of the royal family, and her dignified face began to turn a little red.

Soon, Hepburn knew that this was not because of herself. A pair of strong arms hugged her. Hepburn's petite body was surrounded by a broad and warm chest, which was in sharp contrast to the rain outside.

"You haven't changed at all. You always take advantage of people's danger at times like this." Hepburn complained with his eyes slightly narrowed.

What responded to her was Alan Wilson's enthusiastic response like an optical fiber, which seemed to express longing for her after not seeing her for a long time.

The life of an imperial commissioner is so simple and boring. It is nothing more than the few things that everyone knows. There is no way to explain it at this moment. He should have been in love and making up for the missed night. So there is no need for others to know.

After a long time, the two people hugging each other seemed to feel each other's heartbeat. How did they attract each other? How come we don't want to leave each other? This is a problem without source.

"Can I stay for a day?" Looking at each other, Hepburn held the head of the man in front of her expectantly.

"No problem, who can refuse Hepburn's invitation? Anyway, I can't!" Alan Wilson agreed without any reluctance. As for him coming out in the name of inspecting the Kra Isthmus, it can only be said that he had foresight and the preparation of a master of time management. , is always adequate and impeccable.

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