My own war game

Chapter 334 The Father of Modern Rocketry
In the evening, Christine came to He Chi's bedroom and dropped off an inquiry report.

"You've found a treasure." This was the first sentence the French girl said.

"Hermann Oberth and his assistants, rocket scientists, had participated in the development of the V2 rocket, and his name appeared on both the Washington and Moscow lists."

"Is there a reward?" He Chi raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, half a million dollars."

"Ha~" the Oriental laughed out loud, "So, a real rocket expert is not even as good as the corner of that painting."

"It's always hard to determine the price of art. It's possible that it could be sold for tens of millions in the future." Christine leaned her back against He Chi, and then played with the ends of her hair with her fingers, shaking her hair from time to time to tease He Chi. "So you're going to hand him over?"

"Of course not, at least not now. I hope he can work for us for a while. It would be great if he could join us directly." The golden hair brushed against his nose, making He Chi feel itchy. He rubbed his nose, then continued to pick up the sketch pen and wrote and drew on a piece of paper.

After leaning for a while, Christine stood up and ended the little flirtation. "I think it's better not to force him. After all, it's hard for scientists to be truly creative under the supervision of a gun. Professor Bohr is an example."

"Don't worry, I will make him stay here willingly."

He Chi said as he held up the picture in his hand and handed it to the girl, "See how it's drawn?"

The Minerva, a closed cabin.

Dr. Hermann Oberth sat alone on the bed, rubbing his hands nervously.

After Germany surrendered, since he was not a soldier, he was going to stay in the country and continue working for Siemens.

But I don’t know if he offended someone, but last year a French newspaper dug up old news about him participating in the design of the V2 rocket.

Because this weapon caused huge damage to Allied cities, it caused a great response from the public. At that time, there were rumors that the British government planned to liquidate these scientists.

The frightened doctor simply walked away.

He hid in Egypt for a while and worked for the government as a mechanical engineer. However, since last year, the political situation in Egypt has become increasingly unstable. He felt the danger and had to risk escaping again.

He originally planned to go to South America to avoid the limelight, but he was detained just after he stepped out of the Red Sea.

Who is the person on the other side? What will he do to them? These doctors have no idea.

If it were the British, it would be okay, the most they would get would be imprisonment.

What he fears most now is falling into the hands of the Soviets. In that case, going to Siberia to dig potatoes might be a good outcome.

Click.

The door opened and the doctor shook involuntarily.

An Asian man came over with a tray of food.

"I'm really sorry to invite you here in this way. Please eat something first." Oberth looked at the food on the plate, fear appeared in his eyes, and he didn't move the spoon beside him.

He Chi looked at the other person, smiled, picked up a piece of potato, and tasted it himself. "I want to talk to you. Let's talk while we eat."

Only then did Aubert reluctantly take a piece of potato and put it in his mouth.

"I know your information. You were born in Romania and started rocket experiments in the early 1930s. You were neither a soldier nor a member of the Nazi Party. Your initial intention in conducting research was just to explore space."

"It was only because of technical reasons that he was chosen by Goering and joined the German weapons research and development team, and eventually developed the V2 rocket."

Professor Obert was terrified. The other party knew him very well and seemed to have been eyeing him for a long time. He swallowed his saliva and mustered up the courage to ask, "Sir, who are you? What do you want me to do?"

"We don't belong to any government, we are just a group of people who keep each other warm." He Chi smiled slightly, "In fact, we met once a few years ago."

"Have we met before?" Professor Obert pushed his glasses to try to distinguish, but finally shook his head. "Sorry, can you give me some hints? I don't have any impression."

"Don't you remember me? You attended my equipment selection meeting in Copenhagen that year?" The Oriental man raised his hand to cover part of his hair and narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You are... Dr. Schneider! But they all said that you were burned to death in the fire!" Oberth looked at him in disbelief, and then seemed to suddenly remember "Wait a minute! What was the form of power transmission for aviation weapons in your design back then..."

"There's no rush to discuss this." When talking about the pit that was dug that year, He Chi hurriedly avoided the question.

Then he took out a grayish-white photo. In the photo, there was something like a disk floating in the air. "Do you remember this thing?"

Yes, Hermann Oberth was the inventor of the first disc-shaped flying object, and he once tried to use anti-gravity technology to make it fly. (It fell down after only a few meters from the ground, which was considered a failure)
Hermann Oberth, who was a little excited before, blushed after seeing the photo. "It seems that you also know that this is indeed an unsuccessful invention..."

"No, Professor! I mean your inventions are all amazing!" He Chi had an expression on his face like a pyramid schemer in later generations.
"Inspired by you, I designed something. Of course, it's still in the theoretical demonstration stage. But I can't wait for you to see it."

The Oriental man handed over several sketches. The first few were rocket structures similar to the V2 missile, and the last one was a floating platform with propellers on the four corners.

Obert took the blueprint, and the expression on his face gradually changed from confusion to shock. "It's a genius design. Although it's a bit ahead of its time, it seems feasible in theory..."

He Chi took the opportunity to move closer and said in a bewitching voice, "How about it? Doctor, work with me. Don't you want to see the things on these drawings become reality? I will fully support you and even get you a separate laboratory."

Half an hour later, He Chi returned to Christine's residence. "It's done. He agreed to serve us for at least five years, but I don't think he will leave until he understands everything on the blueprint. Of course, we have to get funds and equipment to support him."

Christine smiled and narrowed her eyes. "That's great, but does this mean that not only will we not get the bounty, but we will also have to pay millions of dollars?"

"A few million may not be enough. It will take at least tens of millions to meet the demand, but I have thought of a solution." He Chi looked at the southern part of the map on the wall, turned and asked the French girl.

"Sinir, do you women like big diamonds?"

The French girl was stunned at first, then she remembered something and her cheeks turned red with embarrassment.

(End of this chapter)