Chapter 62 The Wolf Who Breaked into the Flock of Sheep

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Seeing that the old man was still thinking, Lin En called out slyly:

"Dr. Oppenheimer!"

"Why!"

The little old man responded inadvertently.

Hehe, it's you! It seems that geniuses with high IQs are often very low. Although Lynn is not sure how much voice Oppenheimer has in terms of the safety of this base, he still hopes to seek a breakthrough in him.

"Doctor, thank you very much for your guidance. If possible, I hope to return to Argentina as soon as possible and use this summer vacation to complete Dr. Hargusch's project. He is seriously ill. As a student, I hope to be able to live up to his regrets in his lifetime. As for the future, I look forward to the opportunity to become your student."

The old man nodded, then shook his head: "You can write a letter back to Argentina and write these necessary formulas and analysis in it. I promise that your letter will be delivered on time and that you are willing to write a text message to your supervisor to explain these. If he knows that you have joined our research ranks, he will definitely be extremely proud of you."

"Uh? Join you?" Lynn was confused. What's going on?

"Yes, you, and your rash hot air balloon flyer friend, must stay here for a while. This is the basic principle set by Washington at the time, because everything involved is the highest level of secrets in the United States. Of course, your personal life will be absolutely guaranteed during this period. In my laboratory, you will also come into contact with the greatest physicists in the world. This will be a precious opportunity to change your life!" The little old man did not allow Lynn to question—and said proudly.

What? I am still capable of cutting-edge physics research at my level? Jokes are such a big joke! Mr. Nan Guo, who was just a slut in the past, just made a living, but his undergraduates who were blinded by advanced theories were actually going to get into the world's top nuclear physics research team. Every day, he followed the great scientists who had already obtained or were about to win Nobel physics in the next few years... Even Lin En himself found it ridiculous.

Seeing that Lin En looked disbelief, the old man immediately added: "We calculate our salary by week and give you a position as an auxiliary researcher, which is $40 per week. After a summer vacation, your tuition fee will no longer be a problem!"

According to the current purchasing power of the US dollar, such treatment is indeed very high. But Lynn really wants to refute: Old sir, you don’t realize that I am a rich young man, and I don’t lack any US dollar bills?

In any case, the right to choose is no longer in Lynn's hands. Either they get involved in the research team or go to prison. The choices are obvious. Lynn thought about it and actually, such opportunities are hard to come by. Even Mr. James Bond, I'm afraid he can't get into the core area of ​​the "Manhattan Plan" from the periphery!

So, the "communication scholar from Argentina" asked timidly: "How long did you say for a while...probably?"

Regarding this question, the old man replied in a straightforward manner: "It depends on when our research will succeed and when the war will end. If the school starts, I will write a letter to the president of the University of California to explain. You don't have to worry about delaying your studies. At most, I think it will not exceed one year."

One year? There are two brothers waiting for me outside. They will evacuate with bad news in less than three weeks. Lynn is helpless. OK! You are always kind-hearted and bring me a big bad wolf in sheepskin into your sheepskin. Don’t regret it when the time comes!

The old man may not be a good-tempered person in physics, but he is really a good man in front of Lynn. He said to the "Winston" officer: "Captain, take this poor little guy to rest! I decided to hire him as a temporary auxiliary researcher, and he was treated the same as a person of the same level. Of course, he would not be able to get a holiday before the end of his research."

At this time, Lynn certainly had to show his kindness. He asked quickly: "What should I do with that friend of mine? He is a native of Roslunas, a young man who simply likes hot air balloons. He doesn't know anything, but is just employed by me..."

"We can't do anything about this," said the beautiful official who had a stubborn stubborn like "Winston" in the movie. "The basic rules cannot be changed by anyone, after all, this is the highest military secret of the country. Given his age, we will send people to Roslunas to verify the situation. As long as everything is true, we will give him a temporary job and bring information to his family."

In this way, Lin En couldn't beg anything. Just as he was about to follow the officer out of the room honestly, the old man stopped him.

"How did this formula be calculated?"

Experts are experts, and they chase to the end, Lin En thought. The physics textbook only lists formulas for nuclear fission, nuclear fusion and decay, but they do not explain how these formulas are obtained. Having adapted to this dialogue atmosphere, his face did not blush and his heart would not be beating, and he said lightly: "The process and results of this calculation are still to be considered. Since I am honored to join your research team, there is still time to think about it next. What do you think?"

The old man thought about it and said that the atomic bomb developed based on the principle of nuclear fission will be undergoing a critical detonation test in ten days. The principle of nuclear fusion still needs further research and inference, so he nodded: "Go down and have a good rest! Come to my place tomorrow morning!"

Lin En walked out of the room with relief. He never felt that he was a reckless man before, and always looked forward to one day showing extraordinary intellectual talent by chance. But after such a little half a year of tossing, he found that he was very good at fighting with guns. As long as he gave him a mp44 and enough bullets, the guards of the entire base would not be afraid of. But if he was given a piece of chalk, a blackboard and a senior scholar like Oppenheimer, he would instantly bear an extremely heavy psychological burden, and every second would become the most terrible torture.

Although he did not blindfold his eyes when he left the room, when he was about to walk along the passage, the US official asked Lynn to stop and tie the black cloth, and then helped him to the 16 steps. He didn't stay in the underground space for a long time. It was probably not until dusk that time, when the warm wind blew past his face, and he felt that every pore on his body was spreading wide comfortably.

After walking 628 steps on the surface, it was almost 200 meters. When I entered a house that was probably steel framed and aluminum, I vaguely heard someone chatting and talking, and a faint moisture was floating in the air. After walking 91 steps after entering the door, I turned right and opened the door and entered the room. The black cloth on my eyes was pulled away. Lin En found that he was in a small room without windows, which was probably only 6 or 7 square meters. He put a bunk bed with metal frames, only sheets and blankets but no bedding. Here he relied on the chandelier to provide light, and there was also an exhaust window on the wall near the inside.

"The public bathroom is on the far right of the corridor. The clothes you change will be delivered later. You will not be able to wear your clothes from tomorrow." "Winster" said kindly.

Without luggage and personal belongings, Lynn turned around in the same place and shrugged: "Okay... Thank you, sir! What should I call you?"

"There are only military ranks and code names here, no names." The American official replied sternly, "Like the doctor, you can just call me 'captain'."

"Okay, Captain!" Lin En smiled. He was at least one level higher than him, but in terms of combat experience and skills, this local officer might not be able to compare with the special forces elites who had struggled from the Eastern Front like this.

Before leaving, "Winster" curled his lips and said, "The conditions here are very ordinary, and night life is particularly boring. When the above review is approved, your books, watches, money, etc. should be returned to you... I hope you can enjoy it."

Will a wolf that accidentally sneaks into a sheep pen hate the sheep pen because of its simplicity and fishy smell?

The answer is obvious.

After taking a shower, changing clothes, the staff took them to have a nice dinner - especially with iced Coke, the long-lost sense of happiness came back. During this period, Lynn quietly observed the surrounding environment. Although he could only contact the most ordinary handymen and service staff, he could only look at the yellow sand and farm-style buildings outside through the cracks and air holes of the door. But just like when he entered the "sanctuary" base, the fog will gradually uncover over time. What else in this world can make people feel more happy than the process of pioneering and discovering?

I went to bed early, spent the night quietly and comfortably, and didn't make any arrangements for fun the next morning. Even breakfast was sent to the door of the room. This treatment really made Lin En a little uncomfortable.

After breakfast, I didn't see "Winster" - because I don't know its name, Lynn has always distinguished this in his heart. Instead, another American soldier came to "guided" Lynn to the laboratory. This is a dark-skinned black race. There is almost no black people in the German army, so I felt very curious at first glance, but when he helped him tie a blindfolded cloth, he suddenly felt that he had a strong sense of odor.

I turned left after leaving the room door, walked 90 steps, walked 630 steps on the hard sandy ground, went down 16 steps, and walked 230 steps along the cool air passage. I heard more and more speeches, footsteps and slight mechanical movements along the way.

"Dr., I have brought it back to the dormitory on time at 5 pm."

After hearing what the black soldiers said, Lynn knew that his wolf that had been mixed into the sheep pen was not trusted at the moment, so he wore invisible shackles. Oppenheimer seemed to be unwilling to care about this. He was busy with his model formula and turned around and asked another middle-aged man to take him to his work position.

In the science fiction films I have watched on the screen, the confidential scientific research laboratory seems to be always filled with various complex precision instruments, and the conspicuous locations are also placed in the core cutting-edge scientific research products - flying saucers, space-time machines or other things. In reality, the laboratory in reality is actually relatively simple. In the "Concentration Camp for Nobel Prize Winners", the famous Los Alamos Laboratory, which was later known to the world, thousands of experts and technicians divided their work and worked together to strive towards a common goal. Some of them were responsible for model theory, and their main tools were blackboards, draft papers and models made of foam and thin poles. It seemed boring, but it was the soul of this huge project; some were responsible for data calculations, using mechanical hand-crank computers and more various papers for calculation, analysis, and recording. In addition, there were many departments that Lynn could not see the functions at first sight, and mysterious areas where he was not allowed to step into at all.
Chapter completed!