"002 The Third Power" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

suspicion, do we not? What really did happen in the Gobi Desert?"
Lehmann bent forward. "Perhaps we should phrase our question differently and
ask, What really happened on the moon?"
Pounder stared at him, incapable of reply.

In Peking Major Perkins had left the stratoliner and proceeded to a first class
hotel. Within a few moments of his arrival he had already received from a
contact the address of a reputable firm in the employ of the Asiatic Federation
government. He sought out the manager, and a meeting was arranged.
Agent Perkin’s papers were in the name of Alfons Hochheimer, mining engineer.
According to the passport he had lived in the Asiatic Federation for more than
ten years and had worked several times for the official government agencies in
the exploitation of mineral resources.
In the reception room of the business firm,
equipped, Perkins noted, with the most modern conveniences, a Chinese in
European clothing approached him, an inscrutable smile playing about his lips.
"Mr. Hochheimer, I presume? My name is Yen-Fu. What can I do for you?"
"I understand that you participate in the development of economically
uninteresting areas," replied Perkins. "Working for other enterprises, I have
already had occasion to explore many parts of the Gobi Desert with radar
sounding. I know a place where uranium might be found, if one digs deeply
enough."
Yen-Fu smiled more intensely. "Gobi? Uranium? I believe you are in error. There
is no uranium in the Gobi Desert. We have sent several expeditions there
already, but no success could be achieved in that respect."
Now it was Perkins who smiled in an inscrutable fashion. "Your people did not
have access to my research instruments, Mr. Yen-Fu. Have you ever heard of the
radar sensor of Professor Gottfried Spielmann?"
The Chinese shook his head. "To be honest, no."
Perkins was not at all surprised, he had just invented the name. "How
unfortunate! Spielmann is one of the most impressive figures on the scientific
scene in the Western world. Thanks to his invention, the United States and her
allies have located the great uranium deposits along the Amazon River. I myself
have one of his latest models."
Despite his continued smile, some mistrust became evident in the face of the
Chinese. "Are you not American?"
"No, I am German, but I’ve been residing in the Asiatic Federation for ten
years. Here, my papers. I hope they will establish my loyalty."
Yen-Fu examined the exquisitely skilful forgeries with great care but could
detect no irregularities. Hesitating slightly, he returned them. "And do you
know where in the desert uranium can be found?"
Perkins nodded. "Enough to supply twenty power stations for a hundred years. Of
course," he added with a sly smile, "one can also do other things with it."
"Wait a moment. Please."
Perkins waited but not for long. Soon he was speaking with the president of the
firm, then with official representatives of the government, and finally with the
pilot of the plane that was to bring this ad hoc commission into the supposed
uranium area.
"This radar sensor, do you have it with you?" inquired Yen-Fu with interest. "Is
it possible to read the results directly on it?"