What happened to Rhodesia? Rich in natural resources, including coal, chromium, iron, platinum, gold, and diamonds, is a small South Africa, hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land, and cannot accommodate Mikhailovich's 200,000 remnants of the defeated army?

Even if the industrial base is a little weaker now, at least it won't be hungry, isn't it much better than Germany, where cigarettes have become hard currency? In Alan Wilson's view, Rhodenia is a place with a lot to offer.

The climate is also good, the land is enough, and you haven't disliked these refugees who are almost unable to eat? The other party also picked it?

And he only informed Mikhailovich and did not give the other side the right to object, it seems that these refugees still think that they are fragrant?

"There are three options before you, the first is to go to Rhodesia, if you don't want to. I can only send you back to Yugoslavia, of course, for humanitarian reasons, and probably to the Soviet Union, which will leave the British Empire alone if they send you back to Yugoslavia. ”

Alan Wilson shrugged, completely looking like he had done his best and didn't blame himself at all for the way things turned out.

"Excuse me, is there any difference between repatriation to Yugoslavia and repatriation to the Soviet Union?" Mikhailovich asked dissatisfied.

"It's just a variety of answers, and we generally give people three kinds of advice, two of which are exactly the same only in terms of wording, and the other one is completely unacceptable, such as attacking the Soviet Union or bombing the United States." Alan Wilson asked indifferently, "Can you tell me now, would you like to go to Rhodesia?" ”

"I want something to bring to Africa, and I hope to get a response." For the shamelessness of the British Empire, Mikhailovich no longer has the heart to refute, the money has been given to Alan Wilson, and he can only hope that the other party will still look at the face of receiving money before and retain some kindness in his heart.

"Let's talk about it first!" Alan Wilson didn't directly agree, now Europe has nothing to listen to, and there is no shortage of Rhodesian precious metals, these Yugoslavia can dig up again when they get there, don't expect to take anything valuable.

"If the liaison officer can win this request, I am willing to give you all the valuable things that everyone has on me now." Mikhailovich accentuated his tone.

"Ah......" Alan Wilson lit a cigarette and handed the rest of the cigarette to Mihajlovich and gestured to continue.

"Africa is so far away, we don't know anything about it, and it's hard to keep ourselves safe without weapons." Mikhailovich pleaded, "Agree to this condition, and we will leave Europe without anything at all." ”

"I see." Alan Wilson put a boulder in his heart, the world war had just ended, and the weapons of various countries were seriously unsalable, and the value was equivalent to scrap metal. Tapping his fingers on the table a few times, he replied in a nonchalant tone, "The other continent is indeed full of unknown challenges, and I don't want to put you in danger, I will run this matter, and I will return to the British occupation zone after a while, so that I can take care of you." ”

Alan Wilson is not for money, the oil and water on these refugees have long been looted twice by the British occupation zone in Austria and the American occupation zone in Germany, even if they are contributed to themselves now, it is estimated that all the refugees together do not even have a hundred catties of gold.

But who made Alan Wilson, who was born a good person, has not been polluted by this filthy world, and he can't see ordinary people suffering with good thoughts, so he reluctantly agreed.

He was definitely not doing it for himself, but had already received a telegram that a large number of civil servants were about to take over the work of the British-occupied territories in his own country, and that the servants of the empire had come from far and wide to serve in a country that had been an enemy.

These colleagues who are about to work with them always need a little extra income, and I believe this is not too much.

Collecting money has always been a matter of being happy alone rather than having fun with everyone, and the establishment of a network is like this.

The matter of the relocation of Yugoslav refugees to Rhodesia is so decided, I don't know what terms the London government exchanged with the United States from this matter, Alan Wilson, a small commissioner, is always worried about the future of the empire, and the British Empire is indeed uneasy.

After Mihajlovich left, Mia, who came to cook, greeted Alan Wilson gratefully, "If it weren't for you, I, a middle-aged woman with no ability, would not have been able to live in this city, maybe I would have become a begging refugee, thank you so much." ”

At this time in time, cigarettes are the hard currency of Berlin, and Alan Wilson takes out a pack of cigarettes to Mia from time to time as a salary to let Mia go out for the necessities of life, so that she can live a very comfortable life in this short time, much easier than ordinary Berlin citizens, and now it seems that capitalism also has something to learn.

"It's nothing, and thanks to your work during this time, cigarettes won't be in circulation for long." Alan Wilson waved his hand and said, "You don't have to thank for anything, in fact, there is nothing to thank for, no matter how small it is." ”

The value of a cigarette in Germany at this time was about 1,000 dollars. Moreover, this situation will continue for at least a year or so, making a large number of American soldiers and even high-ranking officials become unruly.

Of course, this was bad news for Alan Wilson, who wanted to establish himself as a British middleman, but he had already dismantled a cigarette factory in Chennai, India, through his connections in British India, long before he arrived in Germany, and he was already at sea, but he didn't know when it would arrive. As for tobacco leaves, tobacco has been cultivated in British India for almost three hundred years.

The war in Europe has stopped and shipping has resumed, and the first thing Alan Wilson has to do is to use the tobacco cultivation in British India to eliminate the black market for cigarettes in Germany and stop the plundering of European wealth by the United States.

During the boom of the cigarette black market, the U.S. military rebuilt its office building in Frankfurt, Germany, but only paid the cost of 150 cigarettes, which shows the huge profits.

This is the first pot of gold planned by Alan Wilson, anyway, smoking is harmful to health, and he is also thinking about the health of the residents of British India, this harmful thing should be left to the Europeans, who are colonizers.

Mia didn't know these things, she just wanted to thank Alan Wilson for taking care of her during this time, and took the initiative to invite, "Mr. Allen, I prepared a dinner at home as a thank you, and I want to invite you to my place to live and have dinner with our family, and my daughter also wants to thank you." ”

"It's all a gesture, and I don't need your thanks at all." Alan Wilson turned his words as he spoke, looked at the watch on his wrist and said, "Tomorrow, it's not too early today, I can't bother." ”