In the darkness of night, the bars not far from the expert village of the Tianwan Nuclear Power Plant are filled with the swaying lights of heavy metal music and the smell of beer foam.

As the largest technical and economic cooperation project between China and Russia so far, in addition to China's own engineers, the Tianwan Nuclear Power Plant also has many nuclear power experts from Russia living in the expert village.

Usually at this time, these expatriate employees come here to relax.

In contrast, the Chinese themselves rarely visit here.

Sitting on the edge of the bar, Georgi was slightly drunk, shaking his glass and chatting with his colleagues.

"What the hell do you say those Chinese people are doing?"

Since the troops arrived in the area and cordoned off the site of the preparatory plant for the third phase of the project, the area a few kilometers away from them seemed to have disappeared from the map, and the ongoing third phase of the project had come to a standstill.

It's hard not to attract attention to this series of moves.

What are the Chinese doing in there?

This question bothers all the expatriates who work here, and it has become quite a topic of conversation.

However, the Huaguo engineers working here do not seem to be willing to talk about it.

As for the ordinary employees, although they are as interested in what happened in that area, I am afraid that they do not know as much as they do.

Sitting next to Georgi, Magosim said in an uncertain tone, "I heard it's nuclear fusion." ”

"Nuclear fusion?!" Georgi's eyes widened, he took another sip of the spicy cocktail, and said with a smile, "Are you kidding?" That's the site of the third phase of the project, and they used it for controlled fusion experiments? ”

Shaking his glass, Magosim's expression was a little melancholy.

"It seems like this, I read their newspaper some time ago...... They may be further afield in fusion technology, and it may not be long before they use it to generate electricity. ”

If the demonstration reactor is successful, there is probably no need to build the third phase of the project.

At that time, let alone the second-generation nuclear fission unit, even if it is the third-generation nuclear fission, they are unlikely to need it.

And when that time comes, it's time for them to go home, too.

To be honest, after working here for so long, Magsim still likes it.

Just then, a man with an Asian face sat next to them and spoke in fluent Russian.

"You're Russians?"

Magosim raised his eyebrows and said with interest: "I have lived here for so many years, and it is the first time I have seen a Chinese person who is so fluent in Russian. ”

"Really? It seems that we are quite fated," the man smiled slightly, and looked at the bartender, "three glasses of white Russia, two for these two friends." ”

As he spoke, the man looked back at Magosim and smiled and showed his white teeth.

"We're friends from now on, aren't we?"

Magosim looked at him with a strange expression.

I always feel that he gives people a feeling that something is wrong, but I can't say what is wrong.

As if to see the confusion on his face, the man continued.

"Please don't be surprised, in fact, I'm a journalist and I just wanted to interview you about something."

"Trade secrets aside," Georgi burped and grinned, "for the sake of this wine, I can have a few words with you." ”

The Asian man asked, "I heard that there is an army stationed in this area recently?" ”

Georgi touched the stubble on his chin: "It seems like half a month ago." ”

The man raised his eyebrows in interest and continued to ask, "Was it half a month ago...... Do you know what they're doing? ”

Georgi smiled: "Haha, that's a good question, we all want to know what they're doing there, why don't you go and ask them and tell me?" ”

"Then I'll change the subject." As if anticipating such an outcome, the man was not discouraged, smiled and continued to ask, "Have you heard the sound of airplanes lately?" ”

"Airplanes? What the hell is this for, you ask? Georgi was slightly stunned, frowned and said, "I don't think I really paid attention to ......."

At this moment, however, two men in civilian clothes came out of the crowd and stood next to the man who claimed to be a journalist.

Feeling the pressure from the side, the man who claimed to be a reporter changed his face slightly, and was about to get up and run away, but seeing that his retreat had been sealed, he pretended to be calm and put his body back into the fart. on the bench under the bottom of the thighs.

"I'm a reporter for the Daily Mail, and here is my press card." Deftly pulling out the press card from his pocket, the man handed it to the man in civilian clothes.

However, the man in civilian clothes didn't even look at it, and said expressionlessly: "We don't accept interviews here, please come with us." ”

The reporter's face changed and he immediately protested, "Hey, you don't have the right to do this. ”

However, the two men did not talk nonsense with him, skillfully located and confiscated his recording equipment and the camera hidden in his collar, and then took him away without saying a word.

The music of heavy metal continued, and the smell of alcohol numbed people's nerves.

As if no one was noticing at all, everything was like nothing had happened.

Looking at the direction in which the man was taken away, Magosim and Georgi looked at each other, stopped the previous topic very tacitly, and stopped talking after drinking.

……

Secret Nuclear Tests? Mysterious Area 900

On Lu Zhou's desk is the latest issue of the Daily Mail.

Area 900 seems to be the name of this area in the foreign media, because this generation was blocked in September, and they don't know the exact date, so it was written as 00.

Since the start of the nuclear fusion demonstration reactor project, the town has been crowded with journalists.

Some of them are real reporters, and some are disguised by foreign intelligence agents, and Lu Zhou has occasionally heard from Wang Peng, and recently the state security has caught many spies here.

At present, the state has done a good job in secrecy, although there have been people probing their brains in the surrounding area, but so far no "idle people" have touched the vicinity of this area and interfered with the conduct of the experiment.

However, it is precisely the mystery generated by this news vacuum that creates space for foreign media to use their imagination.

Under the deliberate exaggeration of the Western media, the STAR-2 demonstration reactor project has been depicted as "China's version of the Manhattan Project".

To be honest, Lu Zhou was actually quite disappointed.

The main reason why he collected these newspapers for himself was to understand the latest trends in the field of controlled fusion in the world, but most of the movements he saw were made by himself.

Putting down the newspaper in his hand, Lu Zhou, who was sitting behind the desk, said, "I'm going to go back to Jinling, there is a very important research waiting for me there." ”

Wang Peng: "Are you in a hurry?" ”

Lu Zhou thought for a while and said, "The sooner the better, it's best to leave today." ”

Wang Peng immediately showed a serious expression and said, "Okay, I'll arrange it for you immediately." ”

Lu Zhou nodded.

"Well, I'll leave it to you."

Wang Peng is quite relieved to do things, at least in terms of travel, he has never disappointed him.

After handing over the matter of buying tickets to him, Lu Zhou didn't pay attention to this matter anymore and continued to deal with the work at hand.

About an hour later, his phone rang.

"Transport is ready for you and it's time to go. Do you need to go home and pack your bags first? I'll drive you there if needed. ”

So fast?

Lu Zhou's expression was slightly surprised, but he didn't pay attention to it.

"No, I don't have much luggage to take with me, and I'll only be back for a few days. Just wait for me at the gate of the base. ”

As he spoke, Lu Zhou hung up the phone, stuffed the phone back into his pocket, and then picked up a few printouts from the table and put them into the computer bag he carried with him, and carried them in his hands.

When walking outside the base, Lu Zhou thought that Wang Peng had prepared the nearest train ticket for him.

Unexpectedly, when he passed through the side of the construction site and came to the outside of the base, he raised his eyes and saw an army-green light helicopter parked firmly in the open field, and the propeller on the top was whistling at a gallop.

Glancing at the helicopter, and then at Wang Peng, who was walking towards him in greeting, Lu Zhou stood there with a computer bag with a speechless expression.

"This is the fastest means of transportation," Wang Peng, who walked to Lu Zhou's side, his hair was blown crooked, smiled embarrassedly: "That's right, that...... You don't get motion sickness, do you? ”

Lu Zhou: "......"

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