Steal The Sun(战争间谍)-第5章

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driven　others　over　the　edge　of　sanity；　technicians　and　scientists；　yet　he　always　stopped　himself
from　following。　He　prided　himself　on　fighting　the　kind　of　cruel　mental　war　no　gun　soldier　could。
And　winning。　He　would　win　no　matter　what　the　cost；　because　the　alternative　was　failure　on　a
world…wide　scale。　That　was　something　no　gun　soldier　had　to　face。
“Gun　soldiers；”　muttered　Groves；　staring　at　Finn　without　really　seeing　him。　“God　in　heaven　I’m
sick　of　gun　soldiers！”　Then　he　realized　that　he　was　thinking　aloud。　“Follow　me；”　he　said；　turning
his　back　on　Finn。
The　guard　watched　Finn　as　he　entered　the　room。
“That’s　all；　Corporal。　Out；”　said　Groves　as　he　went　to　his　desk。
The　guard　said；　“Excuse　me；　General；　but　this　man　is　not　wearing　a　security　badge。”
“Corporal；　get　your　ass　out　of　this　office　now！”　Groves’　voice　was　sharp　and　thin；　full　of　sudden
rage。
The　guard　straightened　his　shoulders；　saluted　stiffly；　and　left。
“Damn　puppies　are　as　lethal　as　hell　in　this　office；”　said　Groves　as　the　door　closed。　“Too　bad
they　can’t　do　shit　about　leaks　in　the　lab。”　As　he　sat　down；　he　waved　to　the　corporal’s　vacant
chair。　“Sit　down；　Captain。　Chocolate？”
Finn　shook　his　head。
Groves　pulled　the　box　toward　himself；　selected　a　piece　of　candy　and　put　it　into　his　mouth。　He
knew　that　sweets　were　softening　his　body　as　surely　as　lack　of　exercise；　but　he　ate　the　chocolate
anyway。　It　was　one　of　the　few　pleasures　Manhattan　Project　had　left　him。　Other　men　escaped　the
Project’s　pressures　by　drinking　or　whoring　obsessively；　but　Groves　ate　chocolate。　He
considered　it　safer　than　the　other　outlets。
“The　President　read　your　Okinawa　summary；”　Groves　began。　“That　part　about　the　women　and
children　was　just　what　I　needed　to　make　my　point　about　the　cost　of　invading　Japanese　islands。”
“I’m　glad　somebody　benefited。”
Groves　looked　up　sharply；　but　Finn’s　face　was　expressionless；　as　always。　It　irritated　Groves　not
to　be　able　to　read　a　man’s　reaction　on　his　face。　“There’s　going　to　be　a　lot　more　women　and
children　dead　before　this　is　over；”　snapped　Groves。　“I　thought　a　gun　soldier　like　you　would
realize　that。”
Finn　crossed　his　arms　over　his　chest　and　waited。
“The　President’s　gun　generals　sure　as　hell　know；”　Groves　continued。　“I　just　read　a　scenario　for
the　invasion　of　Japan。　Operation　Downfall。”　Groves　laughed　shortly。　“Whose　downfall；　theirs　or
ours？　Men；　munitions；　battleships；　destroyers　and　airplanes　and　every　other　damn　thing　we　can
get　over　there　before　the　Russians　jump　in　and　steal　us　blind；”　said　Groves；　reaching　for　another
chocolate。　“Operation　Downfall　will　be　in　two　stages　called　‘Olympic’　and^Coronet。’　We’ll　start
with　the　island　of　Kyushu。　Don’t　look　so　uneasy；　Captain。　I’m　not　telling　you　anything　the　Japs
don’t　already　know。　Our　intelligence　tells　us　that　the　Japs　already　have　a　copy　of　the　invasion
plans。　They’ve　set　up　headquarters　in　Hiroshima　to　reinforce　the　island　defenses。　As　we’ve　all
heard；　the　Japs　are　rather　good　at　defending　islands。”　Groves　shook　his　head。　“A　forewarned；
entrenched　enemy；　fighting　on　his　own　ground。　Christ！　Well；　Captain；　would　you　care　to　guess
what　the　casualty　estimates　are？”
Finn　shook　his　head。　His　face　was　closed；　angular；　unreadable。
“Still　don’t　talk　much；　do　you？”　said　Groves。
“I　don’t　learn　anything　when　I’m　talking。”
“They　say　one　million　casualties。　I　say　that’s　so　damned　conservative　as　to　be　a　lie。　The
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goddamned　gun　generals　will　suck　us　into　an　invasion　and　then　once　we’ve　started　we　have　no
choice　but　to　slug　it　out　one　Jap　at　a　time。　Two　million　is　more　like　it。　Two　million　dead　and
wounded。”
The　figure　seemed　to　freeze　Finn。　“Okinawa。　The　children…”
“It’s　nice　to　know　you’re　human　after　all；”　Grove　said；　studying　Finn’s　face。　“I　was　beginning　to
wonder　what　it　would　take　to　get　inside　your　guard。”
Finn’s　pale　eyes　never　left　Groves　as　the　General　reached　for　another　piece　of　chocolate。
“When　you　started　reporting　to　me；　I　didn’t　tell　you　what　you　were　supposed　to　protect。　All　I
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
intimac