British 1986

Seoul Gimpo Airport seems to have been renamed an international airport.

But it is not large in scale, with only two runways, one for freight and one for passengers.

Moreover, the current Seoul Gimpo Airport has relatively few international routes. Allen's special plane arrived here after changing routes from Tokyo.

All in all, very troublesome.

After tidying up the look a little, after the plane stopped, Allen watched the stylist continue to tidy up William's look.

It's already a bit cool in Seoul in mid-September, so wearing long sleeves is just right. I haven't gotten off the plane yet, so I don't feel it much.

Old Karl and a group of people were waiting in the parking area early. Several international flights had just landed. It was only a few days before the opening ceremony. There were unusually frequent international flights, and Old Karl didn't care.

When the cabin finally opened and more than a dozen bodyguards came down, Allen finally appeared at the cabin entrance.

"Haha, how do you feel being here these days?"

"Master, it's really not good here. The food is too unpalatable. It's all pickles!"

Old Carl's expression was a bit difficult to explain. As he spoke, he stretched out his right hand and introduced to Allen the people who came to pick up the plane today.

The first one is a middle-aged island native who is currently the branch president of the Sony sales area in South Korea.

The second person, named Park Zongxi, is the reception specialist sent by South Korea.

There were several others after that. Allen glanced at them and nodded with a smile.

After getting to know each other, Old Carl came close to Allen and whispered: "Master, the convoy was brought over from the island country by Sony's people."

"Oh? If you're interested, thank them for me."

South Korea currently has left-hand drive vehicles, while Dae-Bing has right-hand drive vehicles. Due to car usage habits, it is unrealistic to bring vehicles from China so far away. Apart from shunting vehicles from Xiangjiang, the nearest is the island country.

Don’t ask why, even with dogs, the island country doesn’t learn from Americans to use left rudder, but learns from British people to use right rudder.

Just ask for historical reasons!

When he heard that Earl Allen was coming to Korea, the president of Sony was so proud that he personally came forward to collect more than ten Jaguars, and dozens of Coasters were sent over.

While speaking, Allen's attention was attracted by the passenger planes that landed before him.

There was no way, the two sides were very close, less than a hundred meters away, just tens of meters away, and one could even see each other's clothes clearly.

When he got off the plane just now, Allen didn't pay attention to that side at first. With a few glances from the corner of his eye, he saw the red logo on the other person's chest. He thought it was the Chinese delegation, and he felt a little friendly.

But when all his attention was now focused on the other party, Allen finally saw it clearly.

This is not the Chinese delegation, this is Maozi from further north!

Grass!

Turning his head suddenly, Allen stared coldly at the receptionist sent from South Korea, raised his fingers and said, "Come here."

Pointing to the Maozi who were forming a team next to him, Allen asked: "Did you deliberately arrange for me to land with them?"

"ah?"

Park Zongxi was a little confused. When he looked towards where Allen was pointing, he saw clearly who the group of people were, and cold sweat started to fall on his back.

Everyone in the world knows that the British and Maozi are feuding. Now the count has just got off the plane, and so close to him are the people from Maozi's delegation.

It's okay when we don't meet each other, but now the two sides are so close, if something happens

Seeing that the little stick didn't speak, Allen couldn't contain his anger.

This is no joke, William hasn’t even gotten off the plane at the back.

The other party only visually inspected that there were hundreds of people in the team. If you knew who he was and rushed over, it would be a big deal if he or William were injured!

A very, very big one!

He was being used as a weapon. Not only was he being used as a weapon, but he was also being used as a weapon.

At this critical moment, any small thing can be infinitely expanded into a big thing!

At an airport, the control tower should know very well how many planes will land within half an hour, or an hour or even longer, and how to arrange the parking locations of each plane, all of which need to be followed.

In the current situation, the two sides were close to each other. Even if it was not intentional, I would not believe that Allen was beaten to death.

Do Koreans dare to do this blatantly?

Allen didn't know that in a short period of time, the first thing he thought of was the person who raised the dog!

Damn Yankees!

So fucking disgusting.

With his left hand rounded, Allen slapped the still dazed Park Zongxi in the face with a big mouth.

"Snapped!"

This slap suddenly made the dozens of bodyguards around the scene suddenly alert, and they began to touch their guns in a few moments.

Old Karl was also a little confused. He looked at Allen with doubts in his eyes, and then looked at Park Zongxi next to him who was staggered by a slap, with blood at the corner of his mouth and a swollen face.

"Look over there, Slavs! Let people protect William, and let's leave quickly."

It's not that Allen is being pretentious, but there are too many people on the other side. Although they are all athletes and support staff in name, looking at their neat queue, as long as they are not fools, they can roughly guess who the other side is.

Who knows what these people can do?

A gentleman does not stand behind a dangerous wall. He must walk when he needs to.

Now he has nothing in his hands, but if he has something, he can't wait to chop this bitch named Park Zongxi to death!

Only then did Old Karl take a closer look at the team in the distance, and finally saw the other party's neat queue clearly.

He turned around suddenly, glared at Park Zongxi fiercely, and shouted: "Catch him! Protect the young master, where is the convoy?! Go and drive, leaving half of the people to move things, and the rest to move quickly. !”

"Send him to the embassy. Without me, no one can see him or let him out."

Allen added after watching Old Karl finish arranging the action.

The time was too short now, and he still couldn't figure out the inside story. Is this Park Zongxi's personal behavior, or was it really instigated by someone? Anyway, no matter who it was, he was already in trouble!

A near-miss reception ended hastily.

Allen and William sat in an inconspicuous Jaguar, mixed in among ten Jaguars, and could not be seen.

Old Carl was relieved when the motorcade left the airport. He sat in the co-pilot and turned his head to look at Allen and said, "Master, do you see?"

"What are you looking at! Let me interrogate that bitch! Ask him clearly who instigated him. Also, when you call Hu Te, don't bring any subjective opinions and tell him what happened today word for word. Him, let him report the situation to His Highness!"

"Yes! Master. Shall we go now? Sony has prepared a villa in the suburbs for you. The environment is better."

"Go to the hotel! I have to go to the pep rally."

"OK."

The atmosphere in the car was very depressing. The more Allen thought about it, the angrier he became. Damn it, after flying for more than ten hours, he felt very angry as soon as he got off the plane. He was still inexplicably angry, and he was even insulted by someone. !

Who can this put on, who can feel better?

What a good dog the Americans raised!

"Master?"

"what happened again?"

"Well, Wei Dewei called me yesterday. He said he was looking for you."

"what's up?"

"He didn't say anything. It seems that he heard that you were coming over and he wanted to give you a surprise."

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Allen was very angry now and had no place to get angry. He was not in the mood for any surprises.

"Call him next time and tell him to tell him what's wrong. I'm not in the mood for surprises!"

"yes!"

Looking at the "scenery" outside the window, it's like the Four Asian Tigers. It's like the fringe of urban and rural areas.

The roads are not as bad as those in Wales.

The people I occasionally see on the road are riding bicycles and wearing very rustic clothes.

After coming out of the airport, it is said that it is still 16 kilometers away from Seoul and 18 kilometers away from the hotel!

But along the way, there are scattered small villages and shabby tile-roofed houses on both sides of the road.

Based on this level of construction and his observations since the airport came out, Allen secretly weighed it in his mind and compared it not with Great Britain, but with Xiangjiang. In the current surrounding areas of Seoul, Xiangjiang is probably at least three or four times better than here, at least!

The participating delegations from Great Britain are very bold in their actions as long as it is an international project.

When you go out, you have to book the entire hotel.

And for international events like the Olympic Games, you can say that the British side is not concerned about it, but they have sent a delegation of several hundred people.

You have to say that he is interested.

In the past, when it came to football or other sports, a United Kingdom could form four national teams, and everyone played their own way, and no one obeyed anyone. But at the Olympics, the flag became the Union Jack flag, and they were not separated. , everyone is together, and they don’t even care about their grades.

Allen was under very little pressure this time. He was just a representative of the royal family. He would go to the hotel soon, hold a meeting, give a speech, and boost morale.

The event that Charles cares about most is equestrian!

Except for horsemanship, nothing else matters.

As for the equestrian competition, Allen has absolute confidence. The contestants this time are said to be elites selected from the royal equestrian performance group.

This is a big killer. For medals, it can be almost grasped and controlled.

After the motorcade entered Seoul, even though the Olympic Games were approaching, the amazing thing was that there were very few people watching the excitement on the road, and the few crowds that were there were also very neat.

As for any homeless people, there are none!

The city's appearance was relatively clean, which made Allen a little impressed.

Xiaobangzi is pretty good in this regard, and it is more in line with their propaganda.

Seeing Allen staring out the window, Old Karl glanced at William who was sleeping with his head tilted, and whispered: "Master, I have heard some interesting things these days."

"Oh? Tell me!"

"Please pay attention to the stores in the streets with blue signs and big letters. Those are shelters."

"Oh? What do you mean?"

After Old Carl's introduction, Allen discovered that along the way, with just a few casual glances, he saw at least a dozen shelters on the roadside, and this was the only one on this road.

Why does South Korea build so many shelters?

Are they so rich? Do they have good benefits?

"Haha, I heard from people at Sony that a month ago, there were homeless people on their streets. Later, these people slowly disappeared and were all taken to shelters."

"Isn't this nice?"

I didn’t expect Bangzi to have such love.

"Hey, these people are like slaves. Once you get them, you won't be able to get out. They work illegally without any salary, and they work day and night. I heard that in just half a month, thousands of them have disappeared. Even if these people died, they would still be sold to hospitals for research."

"Is it real or fake?"

Allen was a little shocked. Do Koreans play so aboveboard?

"Really, these shelters are all contracted and private. You only need to pay money to open them. The boss also needs to organize people to catch people. If they are caught, it will be money! Look at how clean their streets are. They are all afraid of being caught. ”

Old Karl gloated and pointed to a shelter in the distance.

There was a commotion at the door. There was a man with messy hair, whose gender could not be identified. He was wearing a prison uniform, and his hands were gripping the ground. Behind him were several Koreans with black sticks, and their farts were shining on the man's back. He was beaten with a stick and then dragged by his ankles into the shelter.

When the motorcade got closer, the group of people saw that the motorcade seemed very nervous, and a few more people came out and surrounded the man on the ground. The first few people bowed to the motorcade.

Seeing such a magical scene, Allen was stunned.

I have never been so upright in Wales. Koreans are so awesome!

Learned a lot!

Because he was feeling angry, Alan didn't even speak when he arrived at the meeting in the hotel, so he let slip that he, as Charles's personal assistant and the Earl of Carmarthen, said a few words to the athlete representatives, especially those few Participating in equestrian competitions.

Allen is responsible for keeping an eye on these people, and then after they win the gold medal, he will give Charles a good news. This mission will be completed.

I remember when Princess Anne, as the first member of the royal family, participated in the Olympic equestrian competition.

Allen's own equestrian skills are only mediocre, but this does not prevent him from appreciating it.

After two days of adjustments in the hotel, it was 10:30 in the morning on September 17, 1988, at the Seoul General Stadium.

The audience area, which is relatively close to the podium, is in a small space separated by more than thirty bodyguards.

Allen handed the millet flag to William.

"When I remind you later, just wave this little flag, you know?"

"I know, I know!"

William was a little impatient. The stadium was very lively today. Instead of sitting on the podium, Allen took him here to watch the opening ceremony.

William picked up the telescope hanging on his chest and looked around, feeling curious about everything.

As the flag was raised and various leaders' speeches were completed, the chorus began and the artistic performance began, with the theme song of this Olympic Games "Hand in Hand".

Allen listened to the lyrics sung by the Koreans. There is such a lyric, holding hands, we will begin to understand that we must break the long-standing barriers between us, our iron walls, Arirang, every moment We give it our all and we feel that the holy fire will always burn within humanity.

Everyone knows that he is also breaking down the iron wall. This is a satire on the Berlin Wall and the situation on a larger level.

But Allen thought of the man he saw when he came out of the airport and entered the city a few days ago, who was captured by the Koreans and taken back to the detention center.

How fucking ironic.