"Mr. Allen, in fact, the Maharaja misses you very much and is eagerly looking forward to your return to South Asia." Ali Khan lowered his head slightly, not sure whether it was because of his natural talent or professional training, but his gestures were full of humility.
As the steward who helped Ali Khan handle the British industry in London, Alim could be said to be conscientious and conscientious. He also knew that the British still looked down upon people from these colonies, but he did not feel this in Alan Wilson.
"South Asia is indeed a good place." Alan Wilson was full of longing. How he understood the problem depended purely on his perspective. If he was born into a rich Brahmin, there would be nothing better than India.
Whether you believe it or not, it is the fact.
Not to mention that Alan Wilson was a mid-level official or above in British India. The longing on his face flashed away, and Alan Wilson lowered his voice and said, "I wonder what your religious belief is?"
"Just like the Maharaja!" Alim stood straight on the signboard, with a serious expression clearly proud of it.
"That's good, there is preliminary credibility." During the speech, Alan Wilson had already put a cigarette in his mouth and puffed out smoke. "It is not necessarily true that the Maharaja has special trust in me. After all, I am British.
I am very grateful that the trust is limited to this. You have seen the situation in the British-occupied areas now, which is almost like a ruins. But before the war, Germany was a world power and its heritage was still very rich. Some things are exactly what Hyderabad needs.
Listen to my words, Lord Ali Khan will never suffer any loss."
Alan Wilson's moral standards are not high, but he also knows that spending money to get things done. Since he has accepted Ali Khan's benefits, he will do his best to get things done.
Alim nodded frequently and heard Alan Wilson say, first of all, the monarch of Hyderabad donated food to Europe in trouble. This is a big deal. This matter must not be hidden, and everyone must be notified.
For major newspapers and magazines, Alan Wilson is now in Europe and can only hope that Alim will be more active.
As the monarch of the largest princely state in British India, Ali Khan had a very high status in the eyes of the London aristocracy and the government. As long as Ali Khan took a little trouble and took care of things, many people would definitely know about it.
And the food in hand can be exchanged for some weapons, and Alan Wilson wants to exchange them for Germany. After the war, both Britain and Germany accumulated a large amount of weapons and ammunition. Germany expected that there would be no army in the short term. These weapons and ammunition can be exchanged for
Food in British India.
Why should we replace German weapons? That’s a good question. Although British and German weapons are now piled up, German weapons are still more scrap metal. Rather than destroying them, it is better to transport them to South Asia, but the shipping costs must be paid by buyers in South Asia.
Another consideration is that Germany's military industry will definitely be destroyed. There is no follow-up to these weapons. Once they are used up, they will be gone. Even Germany will not have a military industry in the short term, so it will naturally not have any impact on India's military industry.
help.
Therefore, German-style weapons can be summarized as disposable weapons, which are not compatible with the British-style weapons production line in British India. This is a one-time deal, and there is no need to worry about the consequences of capitalizing on the enemy.
British India may become independent in the future, but from the perspective of the British Empire, it absolutely does not want this original colony to become powerful. India in later generations is very worthy of the expectations of the suzerain country, and it is true that it has always been muddy and unable to support the wall.
As for other things, Alan Wilson didn't say much to a butler.
For example, in the short term, Germany will definitely be in a depression. Under such circumstances, if the unemployment rate is tabulated, it will definitely be very ugly. What does Germany have now? Anyway, in the British-occupied area, there are only two million Germans who have laid down their arms.
Soldiers, what is left are the already dilapidated military industrial enterprises.
If Ali Khan had this intention, he would offer to hire a small group of German officers to train the Hyderabad army, and Alan Wilson, who was still receiving Ali Khan's salary, would definitely be willing to play a good role in this.
"Now in the British-occupied areas, you can deliver food to the British military headquarters, and then the transported food can be used to exchange for some valuable things." Alan Wilson raised his wrist and looked at his watch, with a helpless expression.
He said, "To be honest, I have been very busy recently. I have to rush back to Berlin immediately."
"This can prove that London attaches great importance to Mr. Allen." Alim immediately flattered him, "Berlin is now the place that the major powers pay most attention to. Being able to handle things in Berlin shows that Mr. Allen's future is bright.
of."
It would be better to say that it gave General Mountbatten face and gave me an opportunity to increase my resume. Of course, Alan Wilson did not say it out loud, but nodded reservedly, as if this was really the case.
He took Alim to the British Army Headquarters and explained that the freighter that had just entered the port was a donation from Maharaja Ali Khan. This made the staff of the British Army Headquarters confused. Only then did Alan Wilson explain who Ali Khan was.
The identity of the monarch of Hyderabad was well-known to the aristocracy and foreign affairs departments in London. But it was very unfamiliar to the British occupying forces. Only after Alan Wilson's prompting did the British Army Command clarify the information.
Alim became polite.
"Colonel Greer, we have cleaned up the Blomfors Shipyard and found something very important on its slipway production line." Alan Wilson was still chatting with Colonel Greer when a combat staff member came in and glanced at the two uninvited guests.
, Caihui reported, “Should we conduct an investigation immediately?”
"Let the agents from the intelligence department go with us." Colonel Greer said. Alan Wilson took out a certificate and said sheepishly, "Sorry, actually I am an agent from MI6. If the command
If the agent doesn’t have time, I can help.”
"Mr. Allen, I didn't expect you to be the same..." Colonel Greer had a strange look on his face, swallowed back the half of what he didn't say, and said in a complicated tone, "Thank you so much for your hard work."
"They are all serving the British Empire. There is no distinction between high and low professions." Alan Wilson put the documents away calmly. Looking at the other person's face, he could guess a little bit of Colonel Greer's thoughts.
Military police officers and agents are among the most feared professions. It is indeed unacceptable for a young diplomat who is still talking and laughing to say that he is an agent.
No matter what Colonel Greer thought, Alan Wilson followed the staff to the Blomfors Shipyard. When he arrived at the shipyard and walked through the cleared channel, he saw that the slipway was densely packed with the latest submarines of the German Navy, and work had been stopped around them.
There are many cranes, like a steel jungle.
"Modular construction?" Alan Wilson saw the submarine segmented into sections and secretly said that the Germans were not as rigid as imagined.