"Mr. Allen, in fact, the Maharaja misses you very much, and eagerly hopes that you will return to South Asia." Ali Khan bowed his head slightly, not knowing whether he was talented or professionally trained, and his gestures were full of humility.

As the steward who helped Ali Khan with his British estate in London, Alim was dutiful. He also knew that the British still looked down on these colonists, but he didn't feel this in Alan Wilson.

"South Asia, that's a really good place." Alan Wilson is full of longing, what does he know about the problem, it is purely to see what angle he is in, if he is born a rich Brahmin, there is no better place in heaven and earth than India, believe it or not, this is the case.

Not to mention that Alan Wilson was a middle-level official in British India, and the eagerness on his face flashed, Alan Wilson lowered his voice and said, "I don't know what your religious beliefs are?" ”

"Same as the Maharaja!" The sign of Alim stood straight, and his serious expression was clearly proud of it.

"That's good, there is initial credibility." As he spoke, Alan Wilson had already put on a cigarette in his mouth and said, "It is not necessarily true to say that the Maharaja trusts me very much, after all, I am British. The trust is limited to this, and I am very grateful. Now you have seen the situation in the British-occupied area, which is similar to a ruin. But before the war, Germany was a world power, and its legacy was still very rich, and there were some things that Hyderabad needed. ”

Alan Wilson's moral standards are not high, but he also knows the saying that he spends money to do things, and since he has received the benefits of Ali Khan, he will do his best to do things.

Alim nodded frequently, and heard Alan Wilson say, first of all, the monarch of Hyderabad donated food to Europe in distress, which is a big thing. This matter must not be hidden, and the major newspapers must be informed that Alan Wilson is now in Europe, and he can only count on Arim to do more activities.

As the monarch of the largest princely state in British India, Ali Khan held a high position in the eyes of both the nobility and the government of London. As long as Alimu bothers a little and does a little bit of it, he will definitely be known by many people.

As well as the possibility of exchanging the grain in his hands for some weapons, and Alan Wilson wanted to exchange it for the German ones. At the end of the war, both Britain and Germany had accumulated a large amount of weapons and ammunition, and Germany did not expect to have an army in the short term, which could be exchanged for food from British India.

Why change German weapons, good question, although now the British and German weapons are piled up, but the Germans weapons are more scrap iron, rather than destroying them should be shipped to South Asia, but the freight must be paid by buyers in South Asia.

There is also a consideration that the German military industry will definitely be destroyed, and there will be no follow-up of these weapons, and there will be no more when they are used up. Even Germany itself will not have a military industry for a short time, and naturally it will not help India's military industry.

Therefore, German-style weapons can be summarized as disposable weapons, which do not match the British weapons production line in British India. It's a one-shot deal, and you don't have to worry about the consequences of having a rival.

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 strong.

As for the rest, Alan Wilson didn't say much to a butler.

For example, in the short term, Germany is definitely in a depression, and if the unemployment rate is made into a table in this case, it will definitely be very ugly. What does Germany have now? Anyway, in the British-occupied zone, there were only two million German soldiers who laid down their arms, and the rest were already dilapidated military enterprises.

If Ali Khan had this heart, he offered to hire a group of small German officers to train the army in Hyderabad, and Alan Wilson, who was still receiving Ali Khan's salary, would definitely be willing to play a good role in it.

"Now in the British-occupied zone, you can hand over the grain to the British command, and then the grain that comes can be exchanged for something valuable." Alan Wilson raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and said helplessly, "To be honest, I've been very busy lately, and I'm going to rush back soon after leaving Berlin." ”

"This is a testament to the importance that London attaches to Mr. Allen." Alim immediately patted his ass and said, "Berlin is now the place that the major powers pay the most attention to, and being able to deal with Berlin's affairs shows that Mr. Allen's future is bright." ”

It's better to give General Mountbatten face and give me a chance to increase my resume. Alan Wilson, of course, didn't say it, just nodded reservedly, as if that was the case.

took Alim to the British Command, explaining that the freighter that had just entered the port was a donation from Maharaja Ali Khan, which confused the staff of the British Command, and Alan Wilson explained who Ali Khan was.

The status of the monarch of Hyderabad was very clear to the nobility and foreign affairs of London. But it was very strange to the British occupation forces, and it was only at Alan Wilson's prompt that the British command clarified the message and became polite to Alim.

"Colonel Greer, we have cleaned up the Blomforth shipyard and found something very important on its slipway line." Alan Wilson was still greeting Colonel Grell when an operations staff officer came in and glanced at the two uninvited guests before reporting, "Is it going to be surveyed immediately?" ”

"Let the agents from the intelligence department go with you." Colonel Grell said this, Alan Wilson directly took out a document, and said embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, but I'm actually an MI6 agent." If the agents at the headquarters don't have time, I can help. ”

"Mr. Allen, I didn't expect you to be ...... too" Colonel Grell swallowed back half of the unspoken words with a strange look, and said in a complicated tone, "It's really hard for you." ”

"It's all for the service of the British Empire, and there is no distinction between high and low professions." Alan Wilson put away his papers, and looking at the other party's face, he could guess a little of Colonel Greer's thoughts.

Military and police gendarmes, special agents are the most feared professions among them, and a young diplomat with a joke saying that he is an agent is indeed a little unacceptable.

Regardless of what Colonel Greer thought, Alan Wilson followed the staff officer to the Blom Forth shipyard. When I arrived at the shipyard and walked through the cleared passage, I saw that the slipway was densely packed with all kinds of the latest submarines of the German Navy, and there were many cranes that had stopped working around it, like a steel jungle.

"Modular construction?" Alan Wilson saw the submarine's section by section, and secretly said that the Germans were not as rigid as they imagined.