Alan Wilson's minister, Rabo Butler, prepared a draft requesting the Soviet Union to show its attitude, which included the Cuban missile crisis, the cessation of the attack on the Free Forces in Katanga in the Congo, and the termination of the war in Asia.

In terms of diplomacy, the UK has bundled together several recent events and used them as the core of its diplomacy this time.

This kind of bundling is not completely without danger. The Cuban missile crisis is a matter between the Soviet Union and the United States. Who else is the third world boss on the roof of the world?

But this does not mean that the battle in Congo is not dangerous. In fact, it is the direction of the Congo War that is most likely to be used by the Soviet Union as an example. Potentially getting burned.

This wave of bundled sales of British public opinion has inevitably spread to the United States, and is being accepted by many people. Was the Cuban Missile Crisis the United States protecting itself, or was it part of a worldwide, Soviet bloc attack?

It all depends on how it is easier to have sales. As a country where conspiracy theories are prevalent, it is obvious how big it is.

The division of labor for the mediation this time has already been set. The No. 1 person in the foreign ministries of Britain and France visited Washington to express support for the actions of the United States, and the No. 2 person went to Moscow to conduct diplomatic mediation.

Hurry up while the heat is high, otherwise, you may not be able to impress the world.

It was very dark already. Colonel Richardson parked the car at the pier, walked to the front porthole where the submarine was docked, and walked to the gangway.

No sooner had he saluted the sentry than he heard his arrival announced over the ship's loudspeaker. He climbed slowly up the twenty-seven polished steps that led to the porthole.

Submarine Captain Buck Williams, alarmed by loudspeakers, was waiting for him.

"If you need us, we'll be fully stocked and ready to sail, Commander."

"Okay," said Richardson, and the two of them made their way to Richardson's stateroom, "I'm sorry for making you do this, Buck. But since the telegram from Fleet Headquarters, there hasn't been much choice."

When the two officers came to the cabin, Richardson pushed Buck in without a word, closed the door, and drew a message from the security desk. This is a telegram forwarded by the commander of the submarine force of the Atlantic Fleet.

At this time, they read the telegram again, and no one spoke. They watched intently, as if they could see further meaning that might have been expressed.

The best anti-submarine method is to use submarines. With an overwhelming advantage in surface power, the Soviets can only use submarines if they want to sneak into Cuba, so catching Soviet submarines is the biggest gain.

Submarine itself is a concealed weapon, even in a powerful surface fleet, it is inevitable to be negligent. Unable to grasp this elusive weapon platform, after knowing the fact that the Soviet Red Navy could not confront the United States on the ocean, Khrushchev did not intend to admit defeat, but sent submarines to infiltrate to test whether the encirclement circle built by the United States was firm.

The four submarines quietly set off from the Kola Peninsula, sneaked south, successfully avoided the reconnaissance points set up by NATO in the North Atlantic Ocean, and soon entered the Caribbean Sea.

Soon, the B-36 submarine took the lead in sneaking towards the blockade line set up by the US military, followed by the other three submarines. A few hours later, four submarines successfully crossed the blockade and sailed towards the waters near Cuba.

At this time, the captain of submarine No. B-4 relaxed his vigilance, and even ordered the submarine to float up and add oxygen within the blockade. This attracted a reconnaissance plane circling overhead.

At the same time as the reconnaissance plane was discovered, the voice of the deputy captain filled the entire control room. "Now it almost sees us, flying very low, but still on a steady course."

The plane was flying low and must have had nefarious intent. It may be entering attack course! "Evacuate the bridge!" The captain of the submarine yelled, and suddenly grabbed the microphone, "Dive!"

It was a twin-engine, propeller-driven high-wing monoplane with hang-gliders on fixed landing gear that could take off and land on water. It's clearly not a combat aircraft. But the idea that the Americans were able to start spying on their submarines in such a short period of time is absolutely untenable.

Perhaps the planes were all part of a joint operation—an idea that seemed right. Maybe their appearance and collision are not accidental!

The plane suddenly began to climb higher. As the plane sped upwards, a small thing on the belly of the plane quickly detached, taking on a larger and larger shape.

"Sound the collision alarm! It dropped something! It looks like a bomb!" The captain quickly turned the periscope and continued to monitor the plane. The scream of the collision alarm and the heavy thud of closing the hatch continued. echoed in his ears.

Boom! The explosion rang suddenly and shockingly. A cloud of white mist filled the periscope lens. The plane disappeared.

However, when the bomb was dropped, the plane had apparently begun to climb to escape the shock wave of the explosion, which was dangerous to the target and the surveillance plane itself. What the reconnaissance plane dropped was not a simple bomb, but also a signal flare, indicating to the surrounding US fleet that the interior of the blockade had been infiltrated by Soviet submarines.

There was a Soviet submarine in the blockade, and there was no way there was only one. This was immediately known to the U.S. Navy, and countless warships flocked towards this sea area for carpet reconnaissance.

The discovered Soviet submarine could only dive. In the deep sea, the submarine turned off all ventilation equipment, even the air conditioner, and sailed silently for several hours. The air inside the boat was fetid and the heat was almost unbearable. Metals in contact with the outside sea water condense out of the water. Iron pipes, struts, bulkheads, everything was dripping with water.

Alan Wilson, who was about to board the plane, knew this and did not forget to spend the last bit of time to cheer for the United States. "The Soviet Union should understand that with the strength of the US Navy, it is impossible for the Soviet Union to infiltrate successfully."

Regardless of this, it was just the luck of the United States to run into a careless submarine captain, which led to the failure of the Soviet Union's infiltration.

As the person in charge of visiting Moscow, Alan Wilson also resolutely defended the free world.

Alan Wilson, who arrived in Moscow, felt a lot of hostility, but the executive undersecretary, who firmly believed in diplomatic immunity, believed that he would have no security problems.

In the evening, the arrival of Catherine III, the most powerful woman in the Soviet Union, brought Alan Wilson to pay homage to the Czar of Culture.

Furtseva looked like she didn't come to this set, imitating what Alan Wilson said before leaving London, "The Soviet Union is impossible to succeed, isn't that what you said? So what are you here for?"

"Ekaterina, there were a lot of people present at the time." Alan Wilson explained with an aggrieved face, "And I'm telling the truth, Cuba is an island at best, and no country on the ocean is an opponent of the United States. Don't say yes The Red Navy of the Soviet Union and the Royal Navy of the United Kingdom did not have this strength, and now the U.S. Navy can slowly trap Cuba to death, and it is self-evident who has the initiative."

"Aren't you very proud?" Fultseva looked worried, never at a time did she feel that this man with deep friendship was so hateful.

"That's not true, I also can't understand Americans." Alan Wilson bowed under Fultseva's pomegranate skirt, expressing his determination to fight against imperialism and feudalism, "but we have to consider the reality, the reality is that the United States Cuba is under blockade."

Fultseva looked stern, "Don't think that the Soviet Union will back down, we are ready for everything."

If this is said decades later, and it is put on the Russia that has been cornered, Alan Wilson will believe it.

But now he doesn't think the Soviet Union is going to smash the pot, everyone is living well, why bother?

"I believe in the resolute heart of the Soviet Union, but at the same time the heart of the United States is also very resolute." Alan Wilson changed the topic and said, "Maybe the Soviet Union underestimated the free world. In our eyes, most people are actually only cannon fodder. Take me as an example, my wife and children have all gone to Australia, the Soviet Union’s intercontinental missiles can’t reach Australia, right?”

Before the proletariat can unite, the capitalists must first unite, otherwise they will be taken advantage of by these mud legs?

In the final analysis, the Soviet Union does not have the strength to kill the United States at once.

"I came here to represent the British government and give the Soviet Union a step down. Don't be so hostile to me." Alan Wilson whispered nonchalantly, "The Soviet Union also needs this step, taking care of Britain's diplomatic influence, the same Good for the Soviet Union."

"Who doesn't know that you, the UK and the US, wear the same pair of trousers." Fortseva said bluntly, not believing the integrity of the UK.

This suspicion is true, but that’s not the point. Alan Wilson’s hands are already on the shoulders of the Czar of Culture~lightnovelpub.net~ Ekaterina, long time no see, don’t treat me like this, maybe I can still give you advice. "

Restricted by different countries, every meeting between the two may be the last time. The cultural tsar's indifference makes Alan Wilson very sad at this time. The meeting between the two should not be like this.

First of all, speaking softly made Fultseva soft-hearted. It is true that this man finally came here. She shouldn't be like this!

The gentleness of the cultural tsar made Alan Wilson also give positive praise, and betrayed Colonel Benikowski by the way.

"Why didn't you say that last time?" Fultseva stood up suddenly, completely ignoring that she was naked.

"Always keep something at the bottom of the box, or you might be cold to me." Alan Wilson's expression at this time was like that of General Potemkin, the lover of Catherine the Great in history.

"Is there any more?" Fultseva was very skeptical, the man still had something in his mind.

"It's really gone!" Allen Wilson spread his hands, indicating that it was really gone.