The Third Reich

"Allen, Allen, we need to hide immediately!" When hearing the voice inside the cabin, a young man said nervously to the man who lived with him.

At this time, this man named Allen was sitting on a chair in the cabin, working at his desk, and in front of him, a dozen of papyri was already considered densely packed.

"There is no rule, no rule, no rule, how is this possible!" The man named Allen was still worried about a large amount of manuscript paper at this time. He had already calculated it many times, and he did not find the rule. how can that be?

Any kind of cipher is based on the permutation and combination of various mathematical operations, and there are traces to follow. Allen is fully confident that he can decipher the cipher, but now, he finds that he cannot get the correct result no matter how he calculates it. !

Alan Mathison Turing is less than 30 years old now, but he is already a famous British mathematician and logician, and in later generations, he is called the father of computer science, artificial The father of intelligence.

Turing entered King’s College, Cambridge University in 1931. After graduation, he went to Princeton University to study for a doctorate degree. After being threatened by war in the United Kingdom, he was invited to return to Cambridge. His mission was to assist the military in cracking the German cryptosystem.

In this era, communication is realized by telegram, and the various messages of telegram are originally encrypted by a password, and it is said that the Germans invented a machine that directly performs encryption.

After returning to Cambridge, Allen made repeated efforts, but he still couldn't figure out the laws of German passwords, which made him extremely crazy.

Then, Britain is about to fall. The man next to him is an agent of MI5, who is responsible for protecting Allen’s safety. When he arrives at a new safe place, he joins others to continue the German password. Deciphering.

And now, all in Allen's suitcase are his calculations. After he got on the ship, he devoted himself to continuing work, and he was very curious.

There are almost two identical telegrams, but the coding is irregular. What is going on?

This made Allen struggle with his brain.

Now, the agents around him were reminding him that he was still immersed in his own world.

Could it be that there is a problem with the algorithm that I just had? Well, it seems that I have to recalculate it!

Allen wanted to put the draft paper away again. The agents around him were finally anxious and came to collect them together: "Allen, we have no time. This ship has been controlled by the pirates. Let us all go to the ballroom to meet. We can’t listen to these pirates. They must be dressed up by Germans. Now, we have to hide here until we are safe.”

The agent put all the manuscript paper in the suitcase without any explanation, and stuffed it into an inconspicuous corner. Then, he opened a cabinet by the bedside, and inside, there was a space for two people.

This room was originally specially made, and only the two old craftsmen who built the ship knew about it. The other crew members didn't know it.

The two of them hid in, just enough space, through a small hole, they can still observe the outside.

Time passed little by little, and then footsteps came outside.

Morris took the two soldiers and searched the cabin one by one. Although the broadcast has been sent out, there must be someone who tried to fool around by luck! They must check every cabin and leave no one alone!

The hull is still bumping, and for people like them who have undergone strict training, it is just as peaceful.

Open the cabin door and look at it. This should be an empty cabin.

The two soldiers were holding guns and inspecting every corner one by one. Morris stood at the door, observing, and seeing them make a skilled gesture, Morris knew it was clear.

Just about to exit, Morris saw a piece of paper in the paper basket under the table.

A piece of ordinary waste paper, there was nothing fuss about at first, but Morris had a foreboding, he walked over, bowed his head, bent over, and picked up the paper.

This piece of ordinary waste paper is densely covered with various formulas. Although it does not seem to understand it, it seems to be very tall.

There is a problem, of course there is a problem!

"Search carefully!" Morris said.

The task accepted this time was mainly to search the whereabouts of the British royal family. However, there may be other key figures on the ships fleeing Britain. There is a full list of personnel and profiles in Skorzner. .

Those rich aristocrats, rich people, those indigenous people who can influence a place, those smart minds, scientists, etc., are their dishes.

Now Morris seemed to feel that he would gain something.

Sure enough, the ordinary suitcase on the ground quickly attracted his attention. When the suitcase was opened, there was no clothes inside, it was full of calculation paper!

"Take it and hand it to the boss," Morris said.

"No!" At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side. The voice was not loud. It almost disappeared just after it was made. However, Morris still smiled and pointed the gun at a corner of the bed. : "Come out, or I will shoot!"

No one could have imagined that there is a mezzanine in this corner, which can actually accommodate two men!

When Allen saw that the other party wanted to take away the information he had worked so hard for several months, he suddenly made a noise~www.wuxiaspot.com~ just made a NO sound, and was quickly covered by the agent on the side. Unfortunately, it was useless, but it was discovered!

Not all agents have the level of 007. Using a pistol to fight against the opponent's submachine gun is simply looking for death. After confiscating the opponent's weapons, Morris became more curious about the two.

The one with the weapon was an agent bodyguard, and this tall man seemed to have a smarter mind at first glance.

"Sorry, we are planning to take refuge in the United States." The agent said, "I brought a gun, just in case, my brother, he has liked math since he was a child, and he used these papers to play with."

The agent seemed to want to hide something, but Morris compared the man before him with the record he had read in his head.

"Dr. Turing, nice to meet you."

There are too many important people in Britain. They are fighters, it is impossible to remember everyone, but Morris remembers the person in front of him for no other reason. This person is listed in that booklet and ranked as a scientist. Among the top three! Precisely, Morris respects scientists very much.