Chapter 19: An Unexpected Honor
On the way back to Washington, John was a little distraught. Pen ~ fun ~ Cabinet www.biquge.info he knew that no matter what, Hitler could not be allowed to develop the atomic bomb first, and it was a historical necessity for the United States to start a nuclear weapons research and development program. However, he didn't want to get involved in such a thing. Being recorded in history as one of the openers of the Pandora's box of "nuclear terror" is not a glorious thing for John.
Imagine the Cold War, when tens of thousands of nuclear bombs were on standby the United States and the Soviet Union, and the whole world was shrouded in nuclear clouds. It is not difficult to understand why Einstein has been campaigning for the control of nuclear proliferation since the end of the war. John didn't want to be like Principal Hao in his previous life, and he had nightmares at night because of this.
"Miller, what do you think of this atomic weapon?" John's question startled Ensign Miller, who was concentrating on driving.
"I didn't quite understand what Mr. Einstein said, sir." Miller hurriedly replied, "I've never heard of what he said about atomic energy or nuclear fission before, but it seems to be very powerful." Mr. Einstein was a great physicist, and I think he should have a point. β
"You mean we should take Professor Einstein's advice and start developing this atomic weapon?"
"I can't say that either. But what if, as Mr. Einstein said, the Germans developed this weapon first? β
John nodded thoughtfully, he didn't expect any advice from Miller at all. He just wanted to know what a person who didn't know anything about the "atomic bomb" thought about it.
Miller's words inspired him that since it was inappropriate for him to either support or oppose on this issue, it would be better not to be biased. Anyway, Major General Bull only asked him to understand the situation, and did not ask him to make an idea. Einstein will report whatever he says he will go back, and this time he will not express his personal opinion.
"Miller, when you go back, you can sort out what Professor Einstein said today, and give it to me before you get off work tomorrow." John made up his mind to pretend to be confused and not get involved in this matter, and very "shamelessly" pushed the hapless Second Lieutenant Miller to the front.
The reason is so simple. My physical level is too poor to understand Einstein's words, okay? Second Lieutenant Miller had just graduated from West Point, and he must have known more about physics than he did in his 30s, so let him write the report.
As for whether the Army Staff will follow Einstein's suggestion and start developing the atomic bomb this time, John thinks the possibility is basically zero. At that time, the "Manhattan Project" was a multi-country project, with 600,000 people and $2 billion to succeed. At present, the army has only about 200,000 people, and the annual expenditure is only 700 million or 800 million, which is not enough.
Even if Einstein is reasonable, it doesn't matter if he really starts to develop nuclear weapons. Anyway, in the previous life, until the time travel, I didn't see a nuclear war break out, and little Japan was just hit by two atomic bombs. He did not have any psychological burden at all about bombing little Japan with an atomic bomb.
Historically, when General Curtis LeMay commanded the B-29 squadron to bomb Tokyo, he used incendiary bombs to burn down the residential areas of Tokyo, killing nearly 500,000 Japanese and leaving 8 million homeless. After the war, the Japanese government still wanted to award this "ghost animal" general with the highest rank of the "Order of the Rising Sun" in recognition of his meritorious deeds in breaking down the fighting spirit of the extremist militarists and preventing the entire Japanese people from being "shattered."
Little Japan owes it so much, if you don't throw him two atomic bombs, how can you obediently call you Dad.
The next afternoon, John went to Major General Bull's office with a report written by Second Lieutenant Miller. As for Miller, the unlucky boy, because he was up all night to report last night, John had already kindly let him go back to sleep.
Major General Boer didn't care at all about what "atomic weapons" were. It was only because it was transferred from the White House that he sent John to meet Einstein so that he could handle the errand.
"Okay, it's very efficient, well done." Major General Bull flipped through the report and praised John. John bet he didn't understand the report.
Miller was so serious about his work that a report looked like an academic paper, with a lot of physics terms and formulas. But that's what John wanted, and if it was too easy to understand, how could he be embarrassed to say that he didn't understand it at the time.
Major General Bull quickly put aside this highly "professional" report, for he did not intend to teach himself about nuclear physics, and that he would be done with something he could hand in to cope with the errand. Instead, he talked about John's previous cooperation with the military attachΓ© at the Finnish embassy: "Where did the supplies for Finland go? β
"The infantry equipment only set sail before yesterday, and it is estimated that it will not be able to reach Helsinki until around Christmas on the 25th." John knew everything he was doing, and he didn't even have to think about it to answer: "The 50 H-1 fighters arrived in Newfoundland yesterday and were handed over to the Swedish volunteer pilots waiting there, and it is estimated that they will be in Finland today." β
"I heard you helped the Finns recruit a group of pilots?" Major General Bull asked.
"Nothing. Hughes planes are just hiring people to help them fly the plane to Newfoundland. John quickly explained: "Those pilots are after-sales service personnel, not mercenaries. β
"This is the kind of person who doesn't open his eyes and gives me eye medicine behind my back, isn't it just selling 50 fighter jets, and as for the red eyes, it's like this." While muttering in his heart, John explained to Major General Boer "aggrievedly": "The Finnish Air Force has a total of 30 bombers, 56 fighters and 59 reconnaissance planes. As soon as the Soviets dispatched, there were 800 planes, and they were also anxious, and asked me if I could find a way to transport these planes back quickly. β
"I thought that home delivery could be regarded as part of the after-sales service, so I agreed. As a result, Hughes Aircraft Company did not have enough pilots to fly H-1s, so it had to temporarily hire more than a dozen from outside. These guys are really just going to make deliveries and will be back from Newfoundland tomorrow and won't go to war. β
Seeing John's anxious jumping feet, Major General Bull smiled: "Okay, stop acting." You're doing a good job. The Ambassador of Finland made a point of mentioning you in his letter of thanks to Secretary of State Hull, as if they were going to give you a medal in a few days. β
After two months in the army, he received a medal, which is not even American. John was a little ridiculous, and didn't know what to say.
"Chief of Staff Marshall has a high opinion of your work." Major General Bull began to pour chicken soup for John's soul, "Good job, I'm looking forward to wearing the medal for you with my own hands one day." β
"I'm looking forward to this day soon!" John echoed with a smile. He is not the kind of orthodox officer who regards honor as supreme, and he does not have much pursuit of medals or anything. It doesn't matter if you have it or not, as long as it's not the Purple Heart (awarded to the wounded).
At this time, the phone on Major General Bull's desk suddenly rang. The call was made by Chief of Staff Marshall, who asked him to immediately summon all the deputy chiefs of the Operations Planning Division to attend an emergency meeting in the large conference room on the top floor.