Yu Zecheng believes in Xiao Chiyo's statement, although the underground party is powerful, but even the president is not clear about the task of going to rice this time, and the underground party is naturally even more unlikely to know, Xiao Chiyo, a long-dormant dark chess, has basically no task, and it is possible to be accidentally sent to the rice country through the review.

The journey to the United States was quick, and two hours later they arrived at the Paharido Plateau in New Mexico, which later became known as the Los Alamos Laboratory.

Speaking of which, the natural conditions of the United States are really blessed and favored by God, and the land area smaller than the mainland has more than half of the plain terrain, and there are two coasts in the east and west at the same time, which is very beneficial to the development of the economy. Although many people have praised the mountains throughout the ages, it is undeniable that the mountains and plateaus are the biggest obstacles to economic development.

The Los Alamos Laboratory is located in a dimension very close to Lanzhou on the mainland, but due to the presence of the west coast, it is not dry, but rich in rain and has a pleasant climate, which is very suitable for human habitation.

After arriving at the Los Alamos laboratory, everyone was given a "warm welcome", and was immediately taken to a separate isolation room by the FBI personnel equipped with the laboratory for body search, which was naturally to prevent spies from being mixed in the crowd, you must know that at that time, the spies of the military department of the island country had infiltrated almost all the countries in East Asia, and the Soviet Union had not let in much infiltration, in order to prevent the leakage of secrets related to the Manhattan Project, the US military required the FBI to strictly control it.

After the body search, there was a medical examination to prevent these "foreigners" from bringing Asian diseases into the laboratory, which was requested by the staff of the Los Alamos laboratory. At that time, due to the long-term poverty and weakness of the mainland, it would always be looked at by others abroad with colored glasses, even if the 50-member team led by Yu Zecheng were all well-educated elite personnel on the mainland, not to mention that because of the needs of wartime propaganda, the US military scandalized the East Asian region into a hell on earth with fanatical and deadly diseases. This is the same as the mainland's later scandalization of the Mi army as a cowardly young master soldier, which is completely a prejudice.

After the physical examination, the FBI disorganized the 50-member team and divided them into different calculation groups, and arranged a place for everyone to stay.

Although the dormitory is simple, it is enough to meet the needs of daily life, due to the large number of people in the engineering area, the single room that has been temporarily renovated and isolated is said to be a dormitory, but it is eight points similar to a prison. Of course, there is a fundamental difference between this and a real prison – the management in the prison is paramilitarized, while the management here is completely militarized.

Before entering the project area every day, a very strict body search must be carried out, of course, after work, the superior will regularly organize a professional team to conduct psychological assessment of the staff, and those who find problems or suspicions are immediately removed from the project area and restricted their personal freedom. At the same time, a large number of FBI agents stationed here will enter the staff dormitories at any time to conduct "raids".

All in all, apart from the good food and the good income, it is not much different from the concentration camps.

As expected, the 50-member team was randomly assigned to their own working groups, and almost no contact with each other was possible.

Yu Zecheng and Cao Kai, as team leaders, will of course enjoy "special treatment".

Since Cao Yu and his wife were not professional staff members, but mainland agents who were sent as team leaders, they were placed under a higher level of strict surveillance. Let's put it this way, these two people were under the surveillance of the FBI when they rushed into their single dormitory.

The level of monitoring of the staff such as Chiyo is relatively low, because the task given to them every day is to split the detailed mathematical formulas and related data, and the content of each person's daily calculation will be randomly adjusted, so the possibility of these calculators leaking secrets is very small, as long as they ensure that they leave the engineering area without any documents after work.

Yu Zecheng had anticipated the above situation before he arrived in the project area, and under the current strict monitoring, although Yu Zecheng's movement is restricted, it is not entirely a bad thing, and he is good at taking advantage of the situation and taking advantage of the situation. But Yu Zecheng's complete plan cannot be implemented by him alone, Yu Zecheng also needs a helper to carry out the side line of the plan behind his back, and this helper is Xiao Chiyo.

After a short period of two or three days of environmental observation and adaptation, Yu Zecheng and Xiao Chiyo began their plans separately.

......

A week after the team of 50 people arrived at the Los Alamos laboratory, at 21:15 p.m., the monitoring section of the laboratory's security department.

Two guard-like officers on duty are staring at the surveillance screen over coffee.

Before introducing these two people, please be sure to understand the difference between "guard" and "security guard".

The so-called security guard refers to a man who is about 50 years old, has no basic education and no skills, but has to come out to earn a living because of the backward social welfare system or family relations. The complicated work is not fun at all, and they are a little older in the tiring work, so security has become one of the few decent options for them.

Welfare is not at all, the salary is also conceivably low, there is no professional training and no team spirit, the efficiency of the security guard can be described as nothing.

The security guards, on the other hand, are completely different, with strong members, well-trained personnel, rapid emergency response and generous salaries, which are basically the standard of military institutions.

At this moment, the two people drinking coffee in the Department of Security monitoring Cory are well-trained engineering area security personnel, one of them is Tigua Geitto, 27 years old, and the name is an African hillbilly who has immigrated to the United States for more than two generations. The other is Jace Zorn, 33 years old, is the head of the surveillance section of the Security Department, and he would not have appeared on the front line in his capacity, but Zorn is kind and takes his work very seriously, he will personally come to the monitoring room every day for a while, drink coffee and fart with the front-line personnel - by the way, check their work attitude, this style of doing things like to beat around the bush makes everyone privately speculate that Zorn may have a bit of Asian ancestry.

"How's it going? man. Zon asked, leaning back comfortably in his chair and staring at the surveillance screen with his eyes narrowed.

"Sir, I'm fine, sir. Gaito replied respectfully, ending his sentence with the word sir. Gaito basically didn't study, but he knows how to survive wisely, no matter how affectionately your superiors call you on a whim, you always have to understand your identity and position, getting carried away is the most important thing, Gaito's father told him that people in the United States who have some money and power often hate the people below to do things and cross the line, so you must always understand your identity before getting ahead, yes, a damn lowly black identity, struggling on the food and clothing line and precarious- Death threats from the Ku Klux Klan are available at any time, even though Getto is actually so good that he has more mental strength than many of his peers.

"Is your dad okay? I remember the last time you looked through the employee profile, you reported that your dad was a little injured at work, um... How is he doing now?" asked Zorn.

"Sir... I didn't expect you to remember such a trivial matter... Sir. "Gaito is telling the truth, Zorn is different from ordinary guards, he is from a good background, it is said that his ancestors are nobles in the south of the United States, Zorn also has the rank of lieutenant, everyone guesses behind his back that he has a military background, such a big man would actually remember the dynamic file that a small guard fills out every month?

After Zon handed Gaito a brotherly look, Gaito was immediately moved, the feelings of black people are very rich, he spoke eloquently with tears, and there was a bit of improvisation in the rhythm of his tone.

"After my father was hit by a cargo box in the assembly department of DuPont..."

"Wait, what is this guy doing?" Zoon asked, interrupting Gaito, pointing to a surveillance screen.

"Sir, this mainlander has been like this every night since the day he moved into the dormitory, holding on to the west wall and crying, sir. Gaito did not state the slightest resentment at being interrupted.

"Is it like this every day?" asked Zorn.

"Sir, yes, sir. ”

“...... I'm afraid I won't be able to hear you today, man. Zorn stood up, took out his wallet from his pocket, counted out 50 meters and handed it to Gaito, "Buy your father some expensive food, and tell him that those damned capitalists will be punished, and that we must be strong and live, and God will bless us." ”

"Thank you, sir... God will bless you... Sir. Gaito almost knelt down for Zorn, 50 meters was not a small amount at the time, you must know that the famous 82nd Airborne Division's group of buddies who went deep behind enemy lines only earned 100 meters a month, 50 meters was enough for Gaito to buy a lot of things and medicines for his injured father at home.

In fact, Zon gave Gaito much more than the 50 meters, Zon gave more than that, dignity and hope, which no amount of money could buy. 50 meters may not save Gaito's father, but it can be exchanged for Gaito's heartfelt respect and admiration for Zorn.

......

Two quarters of an hour later, in the northern area of the Los Alamos laboratory living area, outside the management superior apartment.

This is the apartment of some of the high-level members of the Los Alamos laboratory, including the director of the laboratory and two deputies, as well as the leaders of the Department of Theoretical Physics, the Department of Chemistry and Molecules, all of whom are deeply trusted by the upper echelons of the American government, but even so, in order to ensure their "safety", it is equipped with high-level guards who rotate 24 hours a day.

Zorn walked briskly with a slightly serious expression, this place still belongs to the security department, and Zorn and the staff on duty are also quite familiar.

"Sir, what are you?" asked the guard on duty politely.

"I'm looking for Director Oppenheimer. Zorn said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Hmm... Sir, know that it's night, and it's time to rest, and in my experience, Director Oppenheimer should have slept..."

Zorn interrupted, "So I have to ask you to wake him up and say that I have something important to report to him." ”

It stands to reason that Zorn's request was not only unreasonable, but also excessive, but the guard on duty was also strange, only bowed his head and hesitated for a moment to ask Zorn to wait, he went to try to wake up Director Oppenheimer.

Soon after, the guards returned, and he got Oppenheimer's permission to let Zorn into the apartment complex.

Zorn soon arrived at Oppenheimer's apartment, knocked softly three times, and the door opened.

Oppenheimer was 40 years old at the height of his academic career when he was the director of the Los Alamos Laboratory of the Manhattan Project in 1944.

Oppenheimer had brown hair and was neatly styled even at night. Oppenheimer is very handsome, his thin face is very three-dimensional, and as good as his facial features, there are also his eyes, dark blue eyes with a little dark green, as deep as the deep sea, just look at it will be intoxicated.

But if you indulge in it and savor it carefully, you will find that in addition to wisdom, there is also an unknown melancholy and sadness in the eyes of Oppenheimer, a tasteful high-level intellectual.