"You go first, I'll come right away." Cohen, who had a normal face, took out a pack of cigarettes from the closet and put them in his pocket, this pack of only six cigarettes had a mystery in the cigarette case, but it was not visible from the appearance at all, Karn with glasses on the bridge of his nose calmly lined up with the researchers in the base to board the car, but before getting on the bus, each of them had to pass the military personnel sent by the base to search and check, because this is the system of the base, and all the people here must abide by this rule.

Compared with entering the base, the inspection when leaving the base will be more detailed and strict, after all, in this highly classified test base, except for dozens of top physicists, including Oppenheim, the rest of the personnel are not allowed to carry any items suspected of leaking secrets when they go out. Wallets, papers, banknotes, and clothes were all thoroughly searched, and even cigarettes were sometimes spared, but some people who were too addicted to cigarettes to travel would beg the American GIs in charge of the inspection to leave two for them.

Cohen has practiced so many times that he can find out exactly the two hidden mysteries from the six cigarettes in the cigarette case in the shortest amount of time. Soon it was his turn, and the person who was being searched was the black soldier who had been sending him to the test zone last week, and Cohen smiled at him, "Hey, work, it's you, I remember it wasn't Morris on duty today?" ”

The black soldier who was about the same size as himself obviously recognized Cohen, but he still searched Cohen's whole body carefully without smiling, the neckline, cuffs, shoes and socks were not missed, even the banknotes were carefully looked at one by one, and finally the cigarette, he skillfully grabbed the cigarette, "Mr. Cohen, I know you have a big addiction to smoking, but there are rules in the base, each person can only bring two." ”

"Oh, damn it, I hate this base." Cohen endured the nervousness in his heart, took four of them out of the cigarette case and handed them to the black soldier, and the month-long practice finally worked, and the two cigarettes that Cohen left in the cigarette case were hidden mysteries. Seeing that the black soldier had handed the rest back to him, Cohen was relieved that the hurdle had finally passed, and he was now beginning to figure out how to connect with his liaison.

The liaison opened a flower shop in the city, and in order to create an opportunity to connect with the liaison, Cohen had to force himself to like growing flowers in his spare time at the base, and if he didn't use this as an excuse, he would hardly have an excuse to go to that flower shop. Just when Lynn was complacent about his successful passage, a US military captain in the base sat down next to Cohen, and the staff in the base never accompanied him when he went out on vacation, especially when Cohen knew that this guy was from the gendarmerie, he couldn't help but get nervous.

"Captain Mark, so coincidentally going to Abu Benki?" Cohen seemed to take the initiative to greet the captain next to him, but Captain Mark only pouted his lips and barely smiled a little but did not speak to Cohen. Seeing the other party's expression of wanting to say something, Cohen immediately guessed the truth, but he really didn't expect that the base would send such a military police officer to "take care" of the staff who went out on vacation.

In the tension that Cohen tried so hard to control, the truck rumbled to start, and there were only four people in the huge compartment, and the space was still relatively spacious. Because everyone was wearing civilian clothes, it was difficult for Cohen to tell at a glance which were military and which were technicians, and the base was so big that he had not seen every expert or technician. Although the road from the atomic bomb test base to Abu Benkilynn was in the desert, the asphalt road was relatively flat, and the eight-wheeled Dodge truck had a high chassis and weight, so it was quite smooth to drive.

After entering the city, everything went as smoothly as Cohen had planned, and he was successfully separated from the guys who had come to take a vacation, and then Cohen took the captain who "protected" him to a restaurant, which was said to have good food, but Cohen cared about the back door of the restaurant. Just when Captain Mike and the blonde woman were at each other's throats, Cohen got up and went to the bathroom, and with a single turn, he went down the back door of the restaurant to the back street, and only one street corner down the back street was the flower shop.

Before Captain Mike could wake up, Cohen had returned to his place, and the two cigarettes in his cigarette case had been replaced. Not only did Cohen treat Mike to a big dinner, but like everyone else on vacation, Cohen went to a movie and got a haircut.

That night, Lynn lay on the bed and reminisced about the information obtained during the day, 2 million dollars and a Swiss passport seemed so tempting, as long as he held on for another three months, after three months, Cohen, who was once penniless, would become a rich man, and when he thought of this, Cohen's palms couldn't help but sweat with excitement. Unlike most of the researchers at the base, Cohen has little respect for the United States, and Cohen wants to live a good life and live like a rich man.

When the Soviets approached Cohen, they offered $100,000 and Soviet residency as a condition, but Kane did not agree, because he knew what the information he sent meant to be sent. Sure enough, in the long tug-of-war, Cohen won, he is about to get $2 million and a Swiss passport, so that his dream of being rich can be realized early, and as for what the Soviets want the internal structure of this base to do, that is not something Cohen needs to know.

Cohen also wondered if the Soviets were attacking the idea of the atomic bomb research materials in the base, but he rejected the idea in a blink of an eye, because Cohen did not believe that the stupid and crude Slavs could make such a thing as the atomic bomb. So he thinks that instead of continuing to see the Soviet Union as an enemy, he should use it skillfully, and what is the harm in having limited cooperation with the Soviets as long as the conditions are right? Anyway, all they wanted was some information about the base, and as for things related to the atomic bomb, the Soviets never mentioned it, and it seemed that they were more interested in the base.

In the middle of the night, Cohen's sleep was disturbed by the terrible sirens that sounded at the base, and it was the fourth time in this month that the sirens sounded in the middle of the night, and listening to the noisy footsteps outside, Cohen thought that the soldiers in the base were going to the periphery in cars to arrest those who tried to get close to the reconnaissance or even infiltrate the base. But then Cohen was confused, because he didn't hear the sound of the truck leaving the base, as if the truck was just roaring in the yard, but it didn't mean to drive out of the base at all.

Curious, Cohen got up from his bed, as if his natural caution prompted him not to leave the room hastily, but to the corner and peer out through the crack in the window. The entire base was almost illuminated by the strong light of the searchlights, flashes of gunfire flashed in the surrounding darkness, bright red ballistics were clearly visible in the darkness, and the guards in the base seemed to be drunk and unable to defend, and then one by one they were knocked to the ground by those barrages.

"Oh God, what's going on?" Cohen didn't realize that the base had been attacked, and by the time he came to his senses, hundreds of burly men had rushed out of the shadows. "God, it's the Soviets." Cohen covered his mouth and slid down the wall to the floor, he recognized the strong man in the lead, the strong man had been seen in the flower shop, and the strong man's facial features looked like a Slav, God, what did I do, Cohen muttered to himself and collapsed in the room.

The alarm in the base did not sound as if it was out of order, and the rumble of the truck well concealed the footsteps of those people, Cohen didn't know how many soldiers were guarding the base, but he knew that it was absolutely indispensable, but now the soldiers who were guarding it were like sleeping soundly, and the whole base was like an undefended Roman city, which was fought down by this group of Slavs who suddenly appeared.

The Los Amos nuclear test site, located in north-central New Mexico, has more than 2,000 researchers, plus a large number of instruments and data. The Slavs who rushed into the base shot the guards who seemed to be asleep, and began to search for the relevant laboratories and researchers according to the map, and two hours after Cohen woke up, all the guards in the base had been killed, and more than 20 sleeping dead pig-like researchers were wrapped in blankets and carried onto the truck, and a large number of materials were loaded with them.

After destroying the base's power supply and all the means of communication and transportation, the Slavs who robbed the base drove away in a truck, leaving only corpses and a mess all over the base. The Slavs left, but Kane did not dare to leave his room, and after a long and painful wait, Cohen finally heard a scream coming from the window, and finally someone found the body in the yard, Cohen let out a long breath, and stood in the crowd as if he had just woken up and heard the scream.

The attackers drove away more than a dozen trucks, and leaving by train was undoubtedly the most convenient and safe way. However, Los Amos does not have a train station, and the nearby military airport can only be used for small and medium-sized planes to take off and land, and if you want to take the train, you must first take a car to Abuquerqui, which is more than 15o kilometers away, that is, the small town where Cohen and his vacation are during the day, Cohen guesses that the attackers must have gone to Albuquerque.

Unfortunately, Cohen was wrong, and the convoy that left the base did not go to Albuquerque, but went straight to the nearby US military airfield, where they had a warrant from the Department of Defense to deliver dozens of boxes on the truck to Washington. An hour later, several transport planes belonging to the US military forcibly landed on the runway of the airport, and another hour, these arrogant fellows disappeared into the night sky in transport planes, and the news of the attack on the base reached the airport after dawn, and those planes had long since disappeared without a trace.