Steal The Sun(战争间谍)-第6章

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gave　you　was　a　few　Top　Secret　code　names　to　listen　for　in　Mexico。”　Groves　squinted　at　Finn
through　bloodshot　eyes。　“But　you　never　gave　up　trying　to　find　out；　did　you？　Well；　that　was　part
of　what　I　wanted。　You　couldn’t　know　any　more　than　we　leaked　out　of　here。　So　tell　me；　Captain；
what　have　you　learned？”
“The　Russians　have　spies　inside　Los　Alamos；”　said　Finn。
“I　know　that！　You　harp　on　it　often　enough！　Isn’t　there　anything　else？　Have　you　found　out　what
the　Manhattan　Project　？f？”
“No。　Unlike　the　Russians；　I　don’t　have　any　informants　inside　the　Project。　I　only　know　what　I　can
steal　from　the　spies　who　steal　from　you。”
“What；　precisely；　is　that？”　demanded　Groves。
“You’re　trying　to　develop　a　new　weapon。　Probably　a　new　kind　of　bomb。　About　six　feet　worth
of　bomb；　maybe　more。”
“Christ！　That’s　too　close。　Who　the　hell　told　you　that？”
Finn　shrugged。　“Whores；　GIs；　drunken　technicians；　a　scientist　here　and　there；　plus　a　few　small
spies　I　shook　until　information　fell　out。　Then　I　put　the　pieces　together。　The　spies　in　Juarez　are
suddenly　very　active。　My　guess　is　that　whatever　you’re　doing　here　is　in　the　final　stages。”
Groves　studied　Finn　narrowly。　“I’m　glad　you’re　on　our　side。　Do　you　have　any　idea　what　kind　of
bomb？”
“There　haven’t　been　any　big　explosions　around　Los　Alamos；　and　the　Wendover　crews　haven’t
dropped　anything　big　at　the　Saltón　Sea　in　California；”　said　Finn；　“so　I’d　guess　that　the
Manhattan　Project　is　trying　to　develop　something　special　in　the　way　of　incendiaries　rather　than
explosives。　Tokyo　burned　pretty　well；　last　time　we　tried　it。”
Groves　smiled　narrowly；　pleased　that　the　core　of　secret　Project　seemed　to　be　intact。　“You　look
at　past　battles；　Captain；　a　common　fault　of　gun　soldiers。　What　we’re　working　on　here　is　the
future　–　a　bomb　that　will　end　the　war　in　a　single　stroke。”
“I　doubt　it；”　said　Finn。　“The　Japanese　look　at　past　battles；　too。　They’re　a　tough　race；　General。
You　have　to　fight　them　to　appreciate　just　how　tough。”
“You　sound　like　God　Almighty　MacArthur；”　snapped　Groves。　“There’s　more　to　winning　this
war　than　guts；　guns　and　gore。”
“Then　it　will　be　the　first　time　in　history　that　there　was；”　retorted　Finn。
“Exactly！　History　has　seen　nothing　like　it。　If　this　bomb　works；　it　will　be　the　equivalent　of
dropping　forty　million　pounds　of　TNT　all　at　once！”
“That’s　impossible；”　said　Finn　flady。　“That’s　like　dropping　20；000　one…ton　bombs　at　once！　Even
if　you　could　get　2；000　planes　in　the　sky　at　the　same　time　to　carry　the　bombs；　you　couldn’t　drop
them　all　in　the　same　place　at　the　same　time。　I’ve　heard　some　wild　things　about　the　Manhattan
Project；　but　this　is　outrageous。”
Groves　laughed。　“It’s　also　true。”
Finn　leaned　forward；　studying　Groves　as　though　he　had　never　seen　the　General　before。　“You’re
serious；”　he　said。　Then；　“If　we　have　weapons　like　that；　what　in　Christ’s　name　are　we　doing
planning　an　invasion？　No　country　could　stand　against　that　much　firepower；　especially　a　country
made　up　of　densely　populated　islands！”
“Not　bombs；　Captain。　Bomb。”
“Just　one　bomb？　Just　one　plane？”
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Groves　smiled　and　leaned　back。　“You　continue　to　surprise　me。　First　your　tear…jerking　report　on
Okinawa；　and　now　this。　You’ve　grasped　in　a　few　seconds　what　I’ve　spent　months　–　years　–　trying
to　get　across　to　other　gun　soldiers。　There　have　been　times　that　I　believed　that　only　the　Russians
understand　the　importance　of　what　I’m　doing　here。”　Groves　laughed　too　loudly；　saw　speculation
leap　in　Finn’s　eyes；　and　stopped　laughing　abruptly。　“You　wonder　if　I’m　crazy；　don’t　you？　Don’t
you！”
“If　what　you　said　is　true；　the　whole　world　is　crazy。”
Groves　rubbed　his　eyes。　They　were　bloodshot　and　sore　after　too　many　nights　with　too　little
sleep。　Even　when　he　lay　down；　he　saw　a　clock　on　the　back　of　his　eyelids；　and　the　clock’s　hands
would　inexorably　point　toward　the　moment　at　the　Trinity　test　site　when　he　would　know　whether
World　War　II　would　end　quickly　or　a　new　Russian　world　would　begin。
The　phone　rang；　startling　in　the　silence。
Imperial　General　HQ　Tokyo
98　Hours　Before　Trinity
（Radio　transmission　received　by　Japan’s　American　Intelligence　Section。　Decoded。）
RUSSIANS　ARE　FRIENDS　TO　NO　ONE；　LEAST　OF　ALL　JAPAN。
THEY　REFUSE　TO　COOPERATE　HERE；　AS　THEY　REFUSED　IN　LISBON。
MANY　RUMORS　OF　NEW；　VERY　POWERFUL　AMERICAN　WEAPON；　IMPOSSIBLE
YET　TO　DETERMINE　NATURE　OF　WEAPON。
RUSSIAN　SPIES　WELL　ESTABLISHED　IN　LOS　ALAMOS。　RUSSIAN　SPY　MASAREK　IN
JUAREZ。　M　PLANS　TO　STEAL　AMERICA’S　SECRET　WEAPON　AFTER　IT　IS　SHIPPED
TO　CALIFORNIA。
I　WILL　FOLLOW；　AND　STEAL　FROM　HIM。　KESTREL
Los　Alamos
98　Hours　Before　Trinity
Finn　sat　very　still；　his　shoulders　aching　with　tension。　He　stared　at　the　box　of　chocolates　on
Groves’　desk　and　tried　to　conceive　of　40　million　pounds　of　TNT　exploding　all　at　once。　The
General’s　voice　as　he　spoke　on　the　phone　was　a　meaningless　rasp。　All　Finn　really　heard　was　the
echo　of　his　own　disbelief：　One　plane？　One　bomb？
His　mind　could　accept　the　bomb　as　one　more　stage　in　man’s　long　history　of　weaponry；　but　his
emotions　were　appalled　by　the　deadly　possibility。　Only　a　man　who　had　felt　the　sickening
intimacy　of　his　enemy’s　blood　flooding　over　his　hands；　blood　as　thick　and　red　as　his　own
pouring　out　in　a　final　bright　gush　of　life；　only　men　who　had　fought　and　bled；　killed　and　died
within　sight　of　their　enemies　knew　what　death　was　and　what　it　was　not。　Death　was　not　glorious
or　brave；　cowardly　or　sublime。　Death　was　irrevocable；　green　on　green。
He　wondered　if　Groves　knew　that　simple　truth；　or　if　it　mattered　what　the　General　knew　or　did
not　know。　Finn　knew。　Man　had　gone　from　caves　and　clubs　to　cities　and　bombs。　The　progression
was　not　accidental　or　incidental。　It　was　inevitable。　Today　it　was　not　enough　to　wage　war　on　men。
You　must　also　devastate　the　enemy’s　ability　to　manufacture　arms　–　his　cities。　The　industrial
revolution　had　ensured　that　cities　and　the　means　of　producing　weapons　were　inseparable。
“Military　targets”　had　become　a　phrase　without　meaning。　Detroit　made　cars　in　peacetime；　tanks
in　wartime　and　the　civilian　population　lived　there　all　the　time；　Detroit　was　a　city。
Groves’　voice　rose；　dragging　Finn　out　of　his　own　thoughts。　He　looked　at　his　watch　and　was
startled　to　see　how　much　time　had　passed　since　Groves　answered　the　phone。
“Yes；”　said　Groves；　“I　know　about　that　traitorous　petition！”
Groves　paused；　then　laughed　harshly。　“Humane　war？　For　the　love　of　Christ！　What　do　scientists
know　about　humanity　or　war？　It’s　all　a　game　to　them；　and　the　Army　is　supplying　their　toys！”
The　silence　stretched　until　Groves’　breathing　seemed　unnaturally　loud。　When　he　spoke　again；　his
voice　was　brittle。
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“Then　tell　those　scientists　that　it　is　being　arranged　–　over　my　protests。　Tojo’s　engraved
invitation；”　Groves　glared　at　Finn；　“will　go　out　this　morning。”　Groves　paused。　“Guarantees？　I
can’t　even　guarantee　that　the　goddamn　bomb　works；　much　less　that　we’ll　find　the　Jap　spy　in　time
for　him　to　see　it　go　off！”　Pause。　“No。　It’s　too　late　to　get　fancy。　It’s　set　to　go　in　forty…eight　hours。
If　your　scientists　don’t　like　it；　Dr。　Lawrence；　they　can　sit　and　wring　their　hands　at　the　bottom　of
the　tower！”
Groves　put　down　the　receiver　with　enough　force　to　jangle　the　bell。　He　looked　through　Finn。
Then　Groves　blinked　and　seemed　to　snap　into　focus。
“Did　you　hear　enough？”　asked　Groves。
“The　more　I　hear；　the　less　I　believe。”
“Get　used　to　it。　Have　you　seen　any　new　Japanese　faces　in　Juarez？”
“I　was　watching　one　when　your　men　found　me。”
“Describe　him。”
“Mid…thirties；　silver　at　temples；　military　bearing；　looks　fairly　impressive。　I　didn’t　get　close
enough　to　see　more。”
“Sounds　like　him。”　Groves　smiled。　“He　was　the　Emperor’s　chief　operator　in　Europe；
headquartered　in　Lisbon。　Code　name；　Kestrel。　He　specialized　in　technological　matters；　a
scientist　as　well　as　a　spy。　I　want　you　to　lure　him　to　the　bomb　test。”
“You　want　me　to　give　the　biggest　secret　of　the　century　to　an　enemy　spy？”　asked　Finn；　cutting
across　Groves’　words。　“That’s　a　textbook　definition　of　treason；　General。”　His　voice　was　calm
but　he　felt　adrenaline　sliding　into　his　blood　and　questions　hammering　in　his　mind。
“Those　are