In a bar not far from the Tianwan Nuclear Power Plant Expert Village, heavy metal music and the smell of beer were mixed with the swaying lights.
As the largest technical and economic cooperation project between China and Russia, in addition to China's own engineers, the Tianwan Nuclear Power Plant Expert Village also housed many Russian nuclear power experts.
Usually, at this time, these foreign employees would come here to relax.
In contrast, the Chinese people rarely came here.
Georgy was sitting at the bar. He was a little tipsy as he shook his glass and chatted with his colleagues.
"What do you think the Chinese people are doing?"
Ever since the troops arrived in this area and blocked the site of the Phase III project, the area a few kilometers away from them seemed to have disappeared from the map, and the ongoing Phase III project also fell into a state of stagnation.
It was difficult for this series of actions not to attract attention.
What are the Chinese people doing there?
This question troubled all of the foreign employees who worked here, and it became a hot topic.
However, the Chinese engineers who worked here didn't seem to want to talk about this issue.
As for the ordinary employees, even though they were also interested in what was happening, they probably didn't know as much as they did.
Maksim was sitting next to Georgy, and he said in an uncertain tone, "I heard it's nuclear fusion."
"Nuclear fusion?!" Georgy's eyes widened as he took another sip of the spicy cocktail. He tried not to laugh as he said, "Are you kidding me? That's the third phase of the project site, they're using it for controllable fusion experiments? "
Maksim shook his glass and looked a little depressed.
"I think so, I read their newspaper a while ago … They might be further along in nuclear fusion technology than we thought. It might not be long before they can use it to generate electricity."
If the demonstration reactor was successful, then the third phase of the project probably wouldn't be needed anymore.
By that time, forget about the second generation nuclear fission unit, they wouldn't even need the third generation nuclear fission unit.
By that time, they would be going home.
Honestly, after working here for so long, Maksim quite liked this place.
At this moment, an Asian man sat next to them and spoke in fluent Russian.
"You guys are Russians?"
Maksim raised his eyebrows and said with interest, "I've lived here for many years, and this is the first time I've seen a Chinese person speak Russian so fluently."
"Oh yeah? Then it seems like we're fated to meet. "The man smiled and looked at the bartender. He said," Three glasses of Russian, two for these two friends. "
As he spoke, the man turned to look at Maksim and smiled, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
"From now on, we're friends, right?"
Maksim looked at him with a strange expression.
She felt that there was something wrong with him, but she couldn't pinpoint what it was.
The man seemed to see his confusion, and he spoke.
"Please don't be surprised. In fact, I'm a reporter. I just want to interview you about something."
"Apart from trade secrets," Georgy burped and grinned, "I can chat with you for the sake of this glass of wine."
Maksim of Maksim said, "I heard there is an army stationed here?"
Maksim rubbed the stubble on his chin and said, "I think it was half a month ago."
The man raised his eyebrows and asked, "Half a month ago … Do you know what they're doing?"
Maksim smiled and said, "Haha, that's a good question. We all want to know what they're doing there. How about you go ask them and then tell me?"
"Then I'll change the topic." The man seemed to have expected this result, so he wasn't discouraged at all. He smiled and continued to ask, "Have you heard the sound of an airplane recently?"
"Airplane? Why are you asking about that? "Maksim paused for a second and frowned. He said," I don't think I've paid attention … "
However, at this moment, two men in casual clothes walked out from the crowd and stood beside the man who claimed to be a reporter.
Feeling the pressure from the side, the man who claimed to be a reporter's face changed slightly. He was about to get up and escape, but seeing that his retreat had been blocked, he pretended to be calm and put his center of gravity back on the bench under his butt.
"I'm a reporter from the Daily Mail. This is my press card." The man took out the press card from his pocket and handed it to the man in casual clothes.
However, the man in casual clothes didn't even look at it. He said with a blank expression, "We don't accept interviews here. Please come with us."
The reporter's expression changed, and he immediately protested, "Hey, you have no right to do this."
However, the two men didn't waste any time. They skillfully found and confiscated his recording equipment and the camera hidden on his collar. They then took him away.
The heavy metal music continued to play, and the smell of alcohol numbed people's nerves.
It was as if no one was paying attention to this side at all. It was as if nothing had happened.
Looking at the direction in which the man was taken, Maksim and Georgy looked at each other and tacitly stopped the previous topic. They drank their wine and no longer spoke.
…
"Secret Nuclear Test? The Mysterious 900 Area "
The latest issue of the Daily Mail was placed on Lu Zhou's table.
The 900 area seemed to be what the foreign media called this area. Because this area was blocked in September, they didn't know the specific date, so they wrote it as 00.
Ever since the nuclear fusion demonstration reactor project was launched, a large number of reporters had gathered in this small town.
Some of them were real reporters, and some were disguised foreign intelligence agents. Lu Zhou had heard from Wang Peng that the State Security Bureau had recently arrested a lot of spies here.
So far, it seemed like the state had done a good job in terms of confidentiality. Even though there were always people poking their heads around, there hadn't been any "random people" that had come to this area to interfere with the experiment.
However, the sense of mystery created by this information vacuum created space for the foreign media to use their imagination.
Under the deliberate exaggeration of the western media, the STAR-2 demonstration reactor project was almost described as "China's version of the Manhattan Project".
Honestly speaking, Lu Zhou was actually quite disappointed.
The reason why he asked people to collect these newspapers for him was mainly because he wanted to understand the latest trends in the international controllable fusion field. As it turned out, most of the news was caused by himself.
Lu Zhou put down the newspaper in his hand and sat behind his desk. He said, "I plan on going back to Jinling. There is a very important research project waiting for me there."
Wang Peng: "Is it urgent?"
Lu Zhou thought for a bit and said, "The sooner, the better. It would be best if we can leave today."
Wang Peng immediately had a serious expression on his face as he said, "Okay, I'll arrange it for you right away."
Lu Zhou nodded.
"Okay, I'll leave it to you."
Lu Zhou was quite confident in Wang Peng's work. At least when it came to travel, Wang Peng had never disappointed him.
After Lu Zhou handed over the matter of buying the tickets to Wang Peng, he didn't pay attention to this matter anymore. He continued to deal with the work at hand.
Less than an hour later, his phone suddenly rang.
"The transportation is ready for you, you can leave now. Do you need to go back home and pack your luggage first? If you do, I'll drive you there. "
Already?
Lu Zhou was a little surprised, but he didn't take it to heart.
"No need, I don't have much luggage to pack here, and I'm only going back for a few days. Just wait for me at the base entrance. "
Lu Zhou hung up the phone and put his phone back in his pocket. He then picked up a few printed documents from the table and put them into his laptop bag.
When Lu Zhou was walking out of the base, he thought that Wang Peng had prepared the earliest train ticket for him.
He didn't expect that when he passed through the construction site and arrived outside the base, he saw a military green light helicopter steadily parked in the open space. The propellers on the top of the helicopter were whistling through the air.
Lu Zhou looked at the helicopter, then looked at Wang Peng, who was walking toward him. He stood there with his laptop bag and was speechless.
"This is the fastest transportation." Wang Peng walked next to Lu Zhou and smiled embarrassedly. He said, "Oh yeah, um … You're not airsick, right?"
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