Chapter 548 Accelerate, Accelerate (Second update, please subscribe)
Even allies are on guard against each other.
They even penetrate each other. Otherwise, how could it be possible to grasp the movements of allies?
The secret war is never just between the enemy and ourselves. In fact, in the game of secret war, there are never friends or enemies. There are only benefits.
In fact, this is the most normal relationship between countries.
In the game of Secret War, no one will ever tell you when it starts or when it ends. Everything happens quietly.
This is exactly the rule of the game here.
All immigration countries are naturally suitable places for penetration!
As an outstanding student at Lubyanka Special School, Clausen certainly knows why.
A country of immigrants means that there will be a large number of immigrants from foreign countries. Their understanding of immigrants is often limited to where they come from and what they are good at. Other than that... they know nothing.
And Nanyang is such an immigrant country.
For Nanyang, the most important thing has always been talents, and their desire for talents has never been satisfied. Although as the situation develops, immigrants from Shanghai and other places have poured into Nanyang. Among them, there are many elites in various industries, but even so, there is still a shortage of talents in Nanyang.
Because of this, Nanyang has been recruiting talents from all walks of life in Europe and the United States.
It was through this tide that Clausen came to Southeast Asia. According to official files, Clausen Eck was an East Prussian refugee and a mechanical engineer. For Yang, it is almost impossible to verify his true identity. After all, where is now Russian land.
With this identity, he came to Nanyang and entered a machinery company.
After Clawson came to Chang'an, he waited for two months before connecting with the offline in order to check whether the offline had brought "tails".
Unlike Clausen, who was born in Lubyanka, his subordinate was one of theirs long before the war. During the war, he participated in the German aviation plan as an engineer. It wasn't until last year that the other party took the initiative to contact them.
Finally, Clausen met his downline in a tavern called "Plegel" in Little Berlin, Chang'an.
When he came over, Clausen stood up from the table and stretched out his big hand to him.
"Miller, my friend!"
"Clausen! We finally met."
"When I left Königsberg, I never thought that we would see each other one day."
In everyone's eyes, this It was like a reunion between two fellow Germans. Prieger is a river in Königsberg. They are all East Prussians. All this is not too normal.
They sat for a long time, sipping beer leisurely and playing the cards brought by the waiter. What Clausen talked about most during the card games was the past between them.
"In this way, I escaped from Königsberg. Compared with many people, I am lucky..."
"Indeed."
Although they have never met, Miller still chatted with Clawson seriously.
It was not until late at night that Sorge and Clausen walked out of the tavern together.
Miller said to Clawson on the street:
“Now I have news to tell you, and this news is very important.”
"Oh? What is it?"
"I have provided you with a piece of information before, about the establishment of a space agency."
"Is this important?"
For these Clawson is a layman.
“It’s very important. Now Nanyang is researching a new type of missile based on the V2 missile. It should be called a rocket. They will use this rocket to launch artificial satellites into space.”
"Artificial satellite? What is this?"
Listening to Miller's explanation, Clawson asked somewhat unclearly.
“Is this important?”
“If they succeed, they will be the first country in the world to send a satellite into space, and they will definitely win unprecedented honors . ”
It didn’t seem to be important, but Miller’s words made Clauson realize that this was very important information.
"More importantly, this rocket is actually a ballistic missile. It can even launch an atomic bomb 10,000 kilometers away!"
In an instant, Clausen said. "Is this... is this true?"
"They are conducting research in this area. So, you must contact Munich as soon as possible."
The "Munich" he meant was Moscow.
Clausen's first concern was specific information, but because it was the first contact, Miller did not bring specific information. However, after he asked for a pocket camera, Clausen immediately agreed to him.
"That's it, we still have a lot of work to do."
After Clawson said goodbye to Miller, his heart was full of questions.
Artificial satellite?
What is that?
Is it important?
……
Moscow, Kremlin.
The loving father slowly pushed the file containing the documents away from his eyes, slowly stood up from the table, and paced around the office. He calmly filled the pipe with tobacco, then struck a match and lit the pipe.
He took several puffs of the pipe and finished the remaining tobacco. Then the loving father walked back to the table, nodded his head towards the file, and asked:
"Well, what do you think about this matter?"
When asking, the loving father looked directly at Korolev, the head of the Russian ballistic missile research group. After receiving the intelligence , he was summoned to the Kremlin immediately.
“Their judgment is accurate.”
Korolev said.
“Atomic bombs need to be carried by bombers, and they can be dropped after reaching the target. However, bombers are slow and have poor maneuverability, making it basically impossible to break through the opponent’s air defense. Compared with bombers, the speed of ballistic missiles is several times the speed of sound. Times, compared to bombers, ballistic missiles are impossible to intercept, so missiles are the best choice for launching atomic bombs.”
When he saw that report, Korolev's inner shock was unspeakable. Although the content of the intelligence was not much, it included sending satellites into space, missiles with a range of tens of thousands of kilometers, and bundling A rocket.
In an instant, his mind completely opened up and he saw a brand new future.
The reason why my loving father cares about this is because Russia currently does not have the ability to send atomic bombs to the United States.
Nodding, the loving father agreed.
"Indeed, the speed of bombers is too slow, and Western countries also have very strong air defense forces, which makes it difficult for us to deliver atomic bombs to their homes, so...Colorio Husband!”
The loving father looked at Korolev's face carefully, as if he wanted to stare at him with his yellow-brown eyes, and then asked:
"Now tell me, we can conduct research in this area. What? I mean developing similar ballistic missiles that can deliver atomic bombs to the United States. Of course, if possible, we will also send our artificial satellites into space before they do it. When we launch After launching mankind's first artificial satellite, it will definitely prove to the whole world our superiority, and of course, it will also prove something to the Americans..."
Take a puff of cigarette and hold his loving father's hand. Said while smoking his pipe.
“We can send atomic bombs to their homes!”
Compared to the former, this is the most important thing. Of course, as a politician, he knows very well how important that world number one is to Russia. Especially at this time, Russia needs the world to prove that it is more advanced than the United States, scientifically.
And artificial satellite seems to be a very good choice. An opportunity that can make the whole world look at you.
So Russia must achieve this goal before them. So, the loving father looked directly at Korolev, waiting for his answer.
Faced with his loving father's inquiry, Korolev nodded quickly and said.
“Of course, as long as we invest enough power, in the next few years, we will not only be able to create missiles with a range of more than 8,000 kilometers, but also send artificial satellites into space!”
When it comes to sending artificial satellites into space, Korolev can't help but feel a little excited. Isn't this the pursuit of scientists?
This is also his dream. But in the past, he could only think about it in his mind, and he didn't even dare to express his thoughts in this regard. After all, he had experienced the Great Purge and suffered various hardships in the Gulag, so he was very tactful. He knows exactly what to say to what kind of people.
But now that the loving father has made this request, his job is to fulfill the loving father's order.
The loving father nodded and said.
"Very well, you will get everything you need, Comrade Korolev, I look forward to good news from you!"
A loving father's request is a command, just a few Days later, the N-3 project regarding "requirements for the development of liquid rockets with a range of 5,000 to 10,000 kilometers and warheads of 1 to 10 metric tons" was approved, led by Korolev's NII-88 team, with the cooperation of other research institutions.
Despite the fact that this project was only eleven months ahead of schedule compared to history, a few simple pieces of conceptual information helped Korolev avoid a lot of detours. Of course, it also promoted the development of Russia's aerospace industry to a large extent, allowing it to develop further at an unprecedented speed...
(End of this chapter)