Standing outside the Kuala Lumpur International Airport, Hepburn looked at the flow of people curiously. The scene here was still surprising to her, not as backward as she imagined.

Not far away, with the guidance of a finger, Radwich appeared in front of Hepburn half a minute later, "Is it Miss Hepburn? My boss asked me to pick you up."

"Who are you?" Audrey Hepburn's eyes behind her sunglasses were full of vigilance. She followed her mother to England very early, but she was not a little girl who was tricked at will.

"Yes, like this." Radwich took out a gold coin, shook it in front of Audrey Hepburn, and said, "Can you trust me now?"

The gold coin didn't sell very well, and it could even be said that the workmanship was poor, but Hepburn recognized it at a glance as Ellen Wilson's, because she also had one.

Alan Wilson also left two of these Roman gold coins unearthed in the Hoxon treasure, which were originally used for comparison purposes. But then also sent Hepburn one. Radwich took out the gold coin and was immediately recognized by Hepburn.

Not long after, Hepburn entered an old Mercedes and disappeared into the crowd of people at the international airport.

"I didn't expect the flight here to be slow and busy." Hepburn, like a curious baby, looked around through the car window, and kept talking about what he saw and heard along the way.

"Recently, a group of officers from China came here because of the expansion of the garrison. The new garrison will arrive after the year, and the officers will come first by flight with their families. I have already arranged a house for them."

After listening to Alan Wilson, Hepburn explained the reason for the busy flight to Malaya recently. The people from the command organization arrive first, build the skeleton, and when a large number of soldiers arrive, combat effectiveness can be formed immediately.

This is also a tricky method. In fact, this method is also used in the Soviet Union. The Soviet Union has a four-level mobilization system, which originated from Prussia. The first two levels of full and missing divisions are on the European frontline and deep in Eastern Europe.

Similar to the current British army stationed in Malaysia, the Soviet Union, apart from the shelf divisions of the first two types of troops, is generally a reserve force in the Far East.

The Soviet Union had one hundred and three Shelf Divisions, and all company and above command structures of the Shelf Division were full, and there were enough manpower to maintain the equipment in stock, but the soldiers were only one-third of the full division. .

In peacetime, the ratio of the personnel of the Shelf Division limits it to company-level training, unless reservists are mobilized.

Many low-level shelf divisions need to recruit 10,000 reservists to be mobilized. Even within these divisions, independent tactical missile battalions are fully staffed. It will take six days to mobilize the reservists, but more time will be needed for training before the division can be put into action.

Although the Soviet Union's shelf divisions lacked personnel at ordinary times, they did not lack heavy equipment. After training, they could be pulled into the battlefield.

The expansion of the British army stationed in Malaysia is based on the appearance of the shelf division, and a bunch of weapons are shipped and placed in the warehouse in Malaya. But it is estimated that the expansion of the establishment is very large, but the personnel? Only people come to know.

With a population of 50 million in the United Kingdom, there are now 800,000 active servicemen, which is actually close to the limit that the United Kingdom can maintain in peacetime. In proportion, the size of the British army exceeds that of the United States. According to this ratio, China has to raise 8 million troops all year round.

This is also the case. London can't squeeze more troops into the Far East, so the real fact of expanding the Malayan garrison this time is to expand the equipment of the Far East Combat Command, and then put a frame of a shelf division, something really happened. The troops of the Middle East Joint Operations Command were transferred to Malaya and used existing equipment to fight directly.

"So that's the case, isn't it safe here?" Hepburn wasn't actually interested, but he still asked.

"Be prepared." Alan Wilson explained to Hepburn with a smile that Hepburn's dress today was very eye-catching. It would be a mistake to think that Hepburn could only be a princess, and Hepburn's performance at Tiffany's Dinner showed that she could be a **** too.

Holding the steering wheel, Radwich kept his eyes fixed, and continued to drive as if I was very professional, sighing inwardly.

Northern Rhodesia has a deep relationship with Alan Wilson. He came here specifically to serve the Imperial Commissioner himself, and has nothing to do with the fellow countrymen of the Mountbatten Group.

But at this moment, he just wanted to say admiration, where did the boss of this service find such a beautiful woman. To make the flags fluttering outside?

Soon the car drove to the arranged residential area. The scenery here is quite good, the visibility and location are very good, and you can go out for a walk in your spare time.

Alan Wilson dragged his luggage and went in with Hepburn. This will be Hepburn's residence here. The furnishings in the room are all in sight, and Hepburn is particularly satisfied that it does not appear too empty.

He turned around with great interest. The jet lag problem of the long-distance flight made Hepburn a little drowsy. With Alan Wilson by his side, Hepburn also unloaded his defenses, put down his luggage, and put his clothes in the closet. After a while already asleep.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw that his books on the bookshelf were like yellow cranes, including the complete works of English poets Wordsworth, Keats and Shelley, the Canderbury Tales, Shakespeare Complete Works, Faith Novels by Jero and Hemingway.

Looking over the bookshelves, I saw neat rows of books by Amister, each offering a promise of self-study.

As she walked across the room to the closet, her knees were swaying from the long flight and an empty stomach.

God, she prayed silently as she opened the closet door. As usual, on the left are her dresses, skirts and blouses. But except for a frayed and soiled white shirt, the men's shirts and shorts were gone. His two twill blazers with appliquéd sleeves, an extra pair of leather shoes, his clothes, and his somewhat frayed briefcase were also missing.

A discarded white shirt hangs there alone, open for everyone to see, making her tears well up. She fought back the tears hard, and took a step or two towards their dresser. But she couldn't make herself open his drawer, because if she couldn't find any traces left with him, she wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Wake up, faster than I expected." Alan Wilson walked in and watched Sleeping Beauty get up with a smile.

"I thought you would do bad things to me." Hepburn's good-looking profile turned to Alan Wilson, like a proud peacock, "I didn't expect to be such a gentleman?"

"I have to face each other. I still can't bear to blaspheme." Alan Wilson seems to have changed a person, and it is not the same as usual. The decadent and backward Daying simply does not understand the advanced nature of a man's three wives and four concubines.

"I'm a little hungry!" Hepburn said pitifully. "Don't waste your time. You are the commissioner here. Apart from official business, you don't have much personal time."

"Who's right!" Alan Wilson got up and walked out of the room in two steps, and after a while there was a tinkling noise from the kitchen.

It didn't take long for Hepburn to lean against the kitchen door wearing a men's shirt, watching the man go about his business. The apartment was fully equipped and could be said to meet all basic needs. When he was upset, he could listen to music to relieve his boredom.

"Although I know everything myself and think I have learned Chinese and Western, it seems that my preparations are still a bit insufficient. Let's deal with it!" Alan Wilson turned around and took the slices of bread, added the sausages prepared earlier, and greeted Hepburn to sit down and eat.

"I see your camera is always in your hand, and I thought you like taking pictures the most." Hepburn was eating vaguely, and said without a goddess style, "Is this your personal hobby."

"Of course!" Alan Wilson replied simply, his collection is quite rich, if it leaks out, under the enthusiasm of the male compatriots in the whole world, he will definitely die without a place to be buried.

For officials like him, this hobby is quite risky, but in life, there must be some pursuit.

The two enjoyed the two-person world comfortably, but the gods were not beautiful, and it actually rained. This surprised Alan Wilson, the imperial commissioner, because it rarely rained in this season.

But for him and Hepburn~lightnovelpub.net~ the rain has a special meaning. The important external condition for the two to come together is a rare heavy rain when they went to Scotland, which prompted the newspaper group to warm up new interpretation.

Obviously, the sudden heavy rain also reminded Hepburn of the royal family, and his dignified face began to turn a little red.

Soon, Hepburn knew that this was not her own arrogance. A pair of strong arms hugged her. Hepburn's petite body was surrounded by a broad and warm chest, which contrasted sharply with the rain outside.

"You still haven't changed at all, always taking advantage of people's dangers at times like this." Hepburn squinted slightly and complained.

What responded to her was Ellen Wilson's enthusiastic response like an optical fiber, which seemed to be telling her long-lost longing.

The life of the Imperial Commissioner is so simple and boring. It is nothing more than that little thing that everyone knows. It is impossible to explain it at this moment. It should have been lingering in love and making up for the missed flower and moon night. So no one else needs to know.

After a long time, the two hugging each other seemed to feel each other's heartbeat. How did the two attract each other? How can they become unwilling to leave each other? This is a problem without a source.

"Can I stay for a day?" Looking at each other, Hepburn held the head of the man in front of him expectantly.

"No problem, who can refuse Hepburn's invitation? Anyway, I can't!" Alan Wilson agreed without hesitation. Regarding his visit to the Kra Isthmus in the name of inspection, he can only say that he has foresight and the preparation of a time management master. , is always adequate and unassailable.

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