Chapter 782 Internal strife in the Conservative Party
"Kiss me again, and I will find time to visit you and the child." Ellen Wilson, who was hugging Vivien Leigh, lowered his head slightly and gave a parting kiss, leaving the national treasure with a happy face waving behind him.
A few minutes later, the passenger ship docked, and Alan Wilson said as he disembarked, "I will go to the Administrative Office first, notify the Far East Joint Operations Command, and come up with a record plan, using the French army's withdrawal from North Vietnam as a blueprint for the British Malay War.
When conducting assessments of major cities in Asia, detailed notes must be made on where to carry out blasting and how to destroy the development potential of the colonies.”
"I understand, Commissioner!" Radwich said, following closely behind Alan Wilson, "But in the end, you still have to come forward in person. I just informed the headquarters."
"No problem." After getting off the boat and walking to the car, Alan Wilson turned around and agreed. British Malaya is not Hong Kong. He is the High Commissioner, not the Governor of Hong Kong. This matter needs to be discussed. He is not Cromway.
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Being able to talk to the Far East Joint Operations Command was not due to his power, but entirely because of the Mountbatten family. Alan Wilson knew this very well.
In another passage, Vivien Leigh also disembarked with two young actresses who were seasick.
There seemed to be two parallel worlds in British Malaya that did not interfere with each other. The Chinese and the Malays each had their own circles and maintained a calm situation. In fact, every month Alan Wilson had to meet with the elites of the two ethnic groups.
Have a party.
Although it was suspected of wasting public funds, it was absolutely necessary. When he was not in Kuala Lumpur, he left the responsibility to Alisa, who had just returned. Alan Wilson, who had been to South Vietnam once, compared the differences between the two colonies.
Now I deeply feel the wisdom of opening up the influx of Chinese to Malaya. To a certain extent, that decision diluted many hidden dangers of British Malaya. The massive influx of new Chinese immigrants severely impacted the original social structure.
.Many original structures need to be restructured.
Take the current South Vietnam as an example. South Vietnam has many religions and warlords everywhere. However, the French army has not yet completely withdrawn and can still suppress it.
Once the French leave and the Vietnamese have the final say, the problems have just begun.
Let's make a slight comparison with Chang Gong's artillery party. The relationship between local warlords and the rulers is probably that one side wants money and power and wants to retain the army, while the other side neither gives them money nor intends to give them power, nor will they be allowed to continue to be warlords.
If there are too many differences, it is natural that we cannot reach an agreement.
"I have met with several sultans during this period, and also talked with Chen Zhenlu and Lin Lianyu. After the French army in Hanoi carried out the destruction operation, they each had some subtle changes." Alyssa was wearing a smart work clothes.
Reporting on the work to my immediate superior whom I haven’t seen for a long time, “The progress in literacy is admirable, and there is…”
Listening to the report from the reliable West Malaysia Commissioner, Alan Wilson kept nodding and said, "Although we originally intentionally balanced two evenly matched ethnic groups, which seemed to have exposed a weakness, now it seems that the benefits are also great.
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Alan Wilson is very satisfied with the current situation in Malaya. He wants to come up with a management framework that is comprehensive and full of advantages, but it must be done before it can be achieved.
Many words of praise for the national system cannot coexist. If it is too democratic, some people are destined to have no freedom.
Excessive liberal democracy leaves only slogans, so what can he do? It is better to rely on data. Some people say that Britain has its own national conditions and is essentially a monarchy.
"What do you think of the current situation in Malaya?" Alan Wilson thought of this and asked Alyssa, "Ever since I went to South Vietnam, I feel a little less confident now."
"This is not like you." Alyssa glanced at her immediate boss and said with the spirit that although her immediate boss's butt was crooked, she was sitting upright enough, "In general, isn't it much better than South Vietnam?"
"That is not enough. I want to make up for the shortcomings of the British mainland. If we go back fifty years, we should find a way to directly merge the white dominions. It is already too late. After France withdrew, there were still the Netherlands and Portugal. After all, it is not as confident as before."
Alan Wilson stretched out his hand to support his head, "This is very troublesome."
"One more thing, Pamela, your wife sends a telegram every day to ask if you are back. If there is no objection, I will tell her today that you have returned to Kuala Lumpur." Alyssa asked in an inquiring tone, "
Is it convenient?"
"It's okay to say this. What's the inconvenience for me? She is my wife." Alan Wilson twisted his neck and yelled, showing that he had a clear conscience. There was something wrong with this.
Where can I find an upright person like him? Alan Wilson can swear that as long as Huang Tian is above, gambling and drug addiction will be inseparable for me.
Alyssa left the commissioner's office with a look of confidence on her face. As a reliable subordinate, she would not go against the grain.
Two days later, Alan Wilson rushed to the airport from Vivien Leigh's apartment, dressed neatly, and waiting for his wife's arrival.
At noon, Comet 1 landed at Kuala Lumpur Airport. Pamela Mountbatten and her entourage appeared. The two hugged each other as if no one else was around, not caring that this was a public place, and then walked out of the airport hand in hand.
"It's really hard work to discuss business across half the world." Alan Wilson spoke like an old two-faced man, speaking in a restrained but inadvertently concerned tone.
"It's not as hard as yours, and you've already gone to South Vietnam. It's so dangerous." Pamela Mountbatten responded heartily, and then said with a smile, "Actually, I could have come back for a while, but things have been delayed. I understand.
Take a look, you must be very interested."
"Then I have to listen!" Alan Wilson squinted his eyes and asked with great interest.
"We'll talk about it when we get back. There's nothing to say here." Pamela Mountbatten gave up and started playing defense with her husband.
Princess Margaret yawned, and she heard Alan Wilson turn around and ask, "Is the princess a little tired?"
"Very good." Princess Margaret held her head high, not daring to show too many emotions.
Returning to her residence, Pamela Mountbatten no longer concealed anything and mentioned the political changes in the country that may involve the two of them.
"The troops under the Far East Joint Operations Command may need to be expanded. Some tanks and other heavy equipment that were mothballed after the war may also be sent over to increase the strength of British Malaya." Pamela Mountbatten put her legs together.
Acting like a lady, she revealed to her husband, "The Near and Middle East Joint Operations Command has not changed."
"It should be a side effect of France's defeat. Many people still believe in the domino theory." Alan Wilson said while thinking, "It is understandable to strengthen Malaya's military strength. And it is worth doing here, just because
The location of the Strait of Malacca makes it worth investing in."
"This should be the reason." Pamela Mountbatten was just a porter of information and unconditionally believed in her husband's judgment. "France's failure in Dien Bien Phu should have touched London."
"How could France fail for no reason? Where did the Viet Minh's artillery come from?" Alan Wilson chuckled and said, "Anyone with a discerning eye knows where the Viet Minh's supplies come from. From London, more than half of British Malaya was
With the large Chinese population, it is perfectly normal behavior to strengthen some military force to intimidate."
"If this is the case, this worry is not unreasonable." Pamela Mountbatten said with a worried look, "You are the chief executive here, which is not the same as sitting on the crater."
"It's not worth making a fuss about. The Chinese, or the Chinese, have their own characteristics as a unified civilization." Alan Wilson explained to his wife, "It is extremely difficult to defeat a highly integrated ethnic group like the Chinese.
, the level of difficulty is almost impossible. But on the other hand, the Chinese are extremely realistic. If they feel that they have no chance of winning, it will be easy to manage."
"What about Malaya?" Princess Margaret asked, "Isn't the situation the same here?"
"It's different. There are aborigines in Malaya. We didn't steal it from the Chinese." Alan Wilson said slowly, "It's very complicated to explain this psychology, but to put it simply, the Malays look at the Chinese, and
Look at the British, they are all outsiders. We can have slightly more Chinese than Malays, but not too much."
It is still the old method of divide and conquer offshore balancing. The method does not depend on being old, it just works.
"North Vietnam is backed by China, and China is backed by the Soviet Union. It is really a big trouble." Pamela Mountbatten sighed, "No wonder London strengthened Malaya's military power after France announced its abandonment."
"Slowly wait for the opportunity, don't mess up the rhythm." Alan Wilson chuckled. Who said that these two difficult countries will always be united? The earth is round, and things are changing at any time.
Seeing that her husband still had enough confidence, Pamela Mountbatten said nothing more and spoke again, "Then you will definitely be more interested in this matter."
"What happened?" Alan Wilson tilted his neck. His wife's expression seemed like something really happened.
"Dear, you also know that the election is coming soon. It seems that the Conservative Party has some internal strife this time. There has been some criticism about who represents the Conservative Party in the election." Pamela Mountbatten said as expected.
, she knew her husband must be very interested.
"Oh!" Alan Wilson said angrily in a long voice. He was indeed very interested in this matter.
Pamela Mountbatten did not give in. The matter is simple. The Labor Party has been in power for almost ten years.
Churchill, leader of the Conservative Party, has lost twice to Attlee. As he grows older, Churchill, the famous troll in the House of Commons, also begins to lack firepower.
It is really unreasonable for an eighty-year-old man to still want to lead the Conservative Party in another election.