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Chapter 13 Chapter Twelve

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In April and May of 2076, we were even busier.We need to spend more energy motivating the Lunarians to rebel against the Warden, trying to annoy him enough to fight back against us.The trouble with Morty the Bad is that he's not bad, and there's not much to hate except that he's a symbol of the government.But it is still necessary to scare him, so that he will do something.After all, the average Moonman is no better than Warden.Contempt for the Warden-Officer is just a habit, not enough to make an ordinary person a revolutionary.The Warden couldn't mess with him.Drinking, gambling, playing with women, and working, this is the life of a lunar man.The revolution has not suffered from anemia so far, thanks to the peacekeeping heavy cavalry troops, who are born with the ability to make the people feel confrontational.

But even with these people, we still have to piss them off.The professor always said we needed a "Boston Tea Party," referring to a mythical event in an earlier revolution.He wanted to spark a debate and grab public attention. We are continually working on it.Mike rewrote some old revolutionary songs, such as "Marseillaise", "Internationale", "Yankee Song", "We Want Victory", etc., and refilled the lyrics to make the content more in line with the situation on the moon.Something like "Children of Rock and Depression/Would you let the Warden/Take your liberty away?"

Simon spread the lyrics around, and every time one of them caught on, we promoted it further (just the track) on radio and TV.The Warden was so enraged that he foolishly banned certain channels.That's just what we're looking for, and everybody's going to start a fight. Mike began to study the voices of the Deputy Chief Executive, Chief Engineer, and other government department leaders and the way they phrased words.So the warden began to receive harassing calls from his subordinates at night, but his subordinates refused to admit it.So Alvarez installed a lock-and-track device on Warden's line.With the help of Mike, the line was traced to the home of the equipment director, and Alvarez determined that this was the voice of the guy who had trouble with the warden.

But the next malicious harassing phone call was traced to Alvarez's own home.Imagine Morty's reprimand to Alvarez and Alvarez's excuse the next day, the situation can only be described as a lunatic asylum. The professor asked Mike to stop the prank.He was worried about Alvarez losing his job, which was not our intention.He has done many good things for us.During that time, the peacekeeping heavy cavalry units received orders from the Warden twice and were pulled out to patrol in the middle of the night.The morale of the army became more and more lax.The warden is convinced that the officials around him are all traitors, and his subordinates are convinced that the warden himself broke the line.

News of a lecture appeared in Luna Pravda on the moon, presented by Adam Selene, entitled "The Art of Poetry of the Moon: The New Renaissance". None of our members participated, this is an organization arrangement, each branch has received orders. When the three squads of heavy cavalry showed up, there was no one of us nearby—this trick was taken from "Red Flower Man" and used the "Heisenberg Uncertainty Principle". The editor of Luna Pravda tried his best to explain it clearly: the advertisement was paid for in cash over the counter, and he did not take over the business himself.Then he was told not to do any commercials for Adam Selene.But the admonition was immediately withdrawn and replaced with this: He was free to take any business from Adam Selene, provided Alvarez was notified immediately.

The new catapult was tested.Throw a heavy object to 35 degrees east longitude and 60 degrees south latitude of the earth, which is somewhere on the Indian Ocean.There is no human habitation there, only fish.Mike is excited about his shooting skills.Because he didn't use the navigation tracking radar, he only took two glances, and then he hit the target with just such a light push.The earth reported that a huge meteor passed close to Antarctica, and the signal happened to be received by the Cape Town Aerospace Monitoring Station.This fits perfectly with Mike's design. Mike boasted to me on the phone while jotting down the evening Reuters report.He said triumphantly: "I told you that you will hit the bull's-eye! With me watching, what else will happen? It fell into the sea with a splash, so beautiful!"

Shockwave reports from the Seismic Laboratory and reports from the Marine Geographic Station on the tsunami also confirmed the impact point. Luckily we had only one cannon ready (steel is not easy to buy), otherwise Mike would have to try his new toy again. The hooligans started wearing "liberty hats," and the girls followed suit, even wearing one between Simon's horns.Major shopping malls simply regard them as small promotional gifts. Alvarez has a difficult conversation with the Warden: Morty wonders if his chief of security feels he should do something when even the kids are moving?Also, does Alvarez have a brain?

I ran into Slim Lemkeeler on Carver Avenue in early May, wearing a Liberty Hat.He seemed happy to see me. I thanked him for the timely payment (three days after the interrogation ended, he handed Sidris all their gang's money, thirty Hong Kong dollars), and I bought him a cold drink . After being seated, I asked him why young people are wearing red hats?Why wear a hat?Wearing a hat is a habit of earthlings, isn't it? He hesitated for a moment, then said it was a decoration, much like an elk.I then changed the subject.He told me his full name was Moses Lemkeel Stone, a member of the Stone family.

It made me happy that we were related; but it also surprised me.It appears that even a well-to-do family like Stone's sometimes doesn't always get all their sons married.I've been lucky in my own life, otherwise I might be wandering the corridors at his age. I told him about our relationship on the mother's side.He was very excited, and after a while he said, "Cousin Manuel, do you think we should elect our own Warden?" I said no, never thought about it.Wardens are appointed by the government and I think they will always be appointed. "Why do we have to have a government?" he asked.

I asked him, who instilled these things in him? He insisted that no one was there, just thinking about it, that's all - didn't he have the right to think? When I got home, I couldn't resist asking Mike to look up the kid's party title, if any.I understand it's not in line with our safety principles and it's not fair to Slim. On May 3, 2076, seventy-one men named "Simon" were rounded up, interrogated, and released.No newspaper reported it, but everyone heard about it.We made a big splash about it with organizations that had grown to the "J" prefix. 12,000 people spread a story far faster than I thought.In our publicity, we emphasized that one of these so-called dangerous people arrested by the authorities was only four years old. This is of course not true, but it has a very good publicity effect.

Stu LaJoie stayed with us in February and March, and did not return to Earth until early April.He pushed back his return ticket, flight after flight.I pointed out to him that he had been here too long and that if he stayed any longer, his physiology would undergo irreversible changes.He grinned and told me not to worry but started using the centrifuge. Even in April, Stu refused to leave.All my wives and Wyoh said goodbye to him in tears and he assured everyone that he would be back.But he left in the end because there was work to do.He was already a member of the party by then. I did not take a position in the discussion of whether to recruit Stu.I feel that I am too partial to him, and this attitude is not suitable for expressing my opinion.But when Wyoh, the professor, and Mike agreed to take the risk, I happily accepted their decision. We all worked together to make a good impression on Stu Lajoie.There was myself, the professor, Mike, Wyoh, even Sidiris, Lenore, Lyudmila, our boys, and Hans, Frank, Ali, because it was Davis who attracted him in the first place Clan family life.It certainly didn't help that Lenore was the prettiest girl in Moon City.Saying this is not disparaging Meera, Wyoh, Anna or Sidiris.On the other hand, Stu's charm also made everyone like him at once.The charisma of this man is such that it can draw a nursing child away from its mother's nipple.Mumu loves him very much; Hans taught him soilless cultivation, and he was dirty and sweaty all day long, playing with our boys; he went with us to the Chinese fish pond Collected fish; got stung by our bee; learned how to wear a pressurized suit; went to the surface of the moon with me to adjust the solar panels; helped Anna butcher a pig; learned how to make leather; chatted with the uncle.The uncle has no concept of the earth, but Stu still respects him very much.Washing the dishes with Mira after dinner, which is something that men in our family never do; roll and play with the children and puppies; learn to grind flour; and exchange cooking experience with Mumu. I introduced him to the professor and began to examine him politically.The professor introduced him to "Adam Selene" and told him that he could only communicate with "Adam Selene" by phone because he was "currently in Singapore".Besides, we didn't say anything - so at least there was an escape route.It wasn't until Stu expressed his willingness to join our cause that we dropped the pretense and told him that Adam Selene is the head of the organization, but that he won't be meeting with you in person for security reasons. Wyoh did most of Stu's work.It was also based on her judgment that the professor showed Stu and told him that we were planning a revolution.Stu wasn't taken aback, he'd already made up his mind and just waited for us to talk. They say that for Helen's beauty, a thousand warships sailed to sea.It is estimated that Wyoh did not use her appearance to persuade Stu, and it was useless, only telling him the facts and reasoning.I guessed so, but didn't delve into it.For myself, though, it was Wyoh, not the professor's theories and Mike's numbers, that was the deciding factor in my participation in the revolution.Even if Wyoh resorted to more effective means, there is nothing wrong with it.There are many heroines who have done this for the motherland in history, and she is not the first. [① Refers to the Trojan War, the language comes from the British classical poet Marlowe. 】 Stu brought a special code book with him when he returned to Earth.I am not an expert in cryptography and codes, but as a computer technician, I have also been exposed to this aspect when I was studying information theory, and I know the basic principles.A code is a mathematical pattern in which one letter replaces another.This encoding method is very simple, it just scrambles all the letters. With the help of computers, codes can be made elusive.But all codes have weaknesses, they are fixed patterns.Since one computer can set it, another can decipher it. Passwords have no such weakness.For example, there is a group of letters GLOPS in the codebook.It can mean "Aunt Minnie is home on Thursday", or it can mean "3.14157...".We can't be sure what it means. The meaning of the password is what you give it, and whatever meaning you give it, it is what it means.No computer can decipher codes based on letter combinations alone.If enough combinations of ciphers are entered into the computer, and there is a reasonable theory (involving the meaning of the ciphers or their subject matter), the ciphers can eventually be deciphered, against all odds, because the messages accumulate to a certain extent and their meanings themselves will reveal the pattern.The difficulty of deciphering passwords is very high. This difficulty is completely different from codes, and it is a higher level of difficulty. The ciphers we chose were the most common ones, which are used in commercial dispatches to and from the Earth and the Moon.But we gave it a big makeover.The professor and Mike discussed for hours, analyzing what messages we would send our Earth agents, and what Earth agents might send us.Then, Mike used his huge information system to achieve a new password system.With this set of codes, you can easily send a message like "buy Thai rice futures": "They have caught us, you run for your life!" Expressing anything is not a problem, because there are still Include codes that can be used to communicate situations that the cipher was not designed with in mind. Late one night, Mike used the equipment of "Lunar Pravda" to print out the new cipher system. The editor on the night shift at that time rolled it into a roll and handed it to another comrade. passed on.No one knew what they were preaching, nor why they were preaching it.Finally, the thing went into Stu's pocket.At the time, the Lunar had a tight check on the luggage of departing people, personally searched by those grumpy peacekeeping heavy troopers - but Stu assured him that he would be out of trouble.Maybe he swallowed that thing in his stomach. Afterwards, part of the urgent mail sent by the "Moon House" company to the earth was transferred to Stu through his agent in London. Part of the problem is funding.The Party has to spend money on Earth, so the "Moon House" company sends the money to Earth (not exactly stealing, some projects have good returns); but it is not enough, our party needs to invest more money on Earth .Stu conducts investment transactions based on some confidential content in the revolutionary plan.He and the professor and Mike would spend hours figuring out which stocks would go up and which stocks would go down after which day, and so on.What the professor said was jargon. I'm not a gambler of their level, so I couldn't understand it. But the problem is that before that day comes, we need to spend money to create a "public opinion climate".We need propaganda, we need representatives and parliamentarians in the Commonwealth, we need diplomacy so that when that day comes, countries will recognize us immediately.We also need ordinary people on Earth drinking beer and saying, "Isn't that just a pile of rocks, is it worth putting soldiers' lives on the line? Let them fend for themselves, I say!" Propaganda needs money, bribery needs money, establishing a puppet organization needs money, letting our power infiltrate other organizations needs money, carrying out scientific research, studying the essence of the moon economy, and letting everyone understand this essence requires money (remember when Stu left data in one head), and we have to convince the foreign ministry of at least one major country that "free moon" is good for them, which also costs money; in addition, it also costs money to sell lunar tourism plans to a joint venture-- There are so many places to spend money!Stu offered to use his own property, and the professor didn't object - where money goes, people go.But there is too much money needed, and too much to do.I don't know if Stu will make up a tenth of what we need, but I can only wish him luck.At least he gave us a way to connect and understand the planet.The professor claimed that in any war, if you want to fight smartly and stop the war in a timely manner, it is essential to maintain dialogue channels with the enemy. (The professor is an anti-pacifist, but this, like his vegetarianism theory, does not make him lose his "rationality". If he becomes a theologian, he must be a good hand based on these crooked reasons.) As soon as Stu returned to Earth, Mike changed the chance of success of the revolution to thirteen-in-one.I asked him what the hell was going on.He patiently explained to me, "Man, the risks are increased. While those risks are necessary, that doesn't change the fact that the risks are increased." I am speechless.That's when, in early May, a new factor emerged that reduced some risks while increasing others.Part of Mike's time was spent handling Earth-to-Moon microwave transmissions, including commercial mail, technical data, television broadcasts, voice radios, government traffic routines, and the Warden's top secrets. Except for the last item, Mike could read anything in it, including business codes and codes - cracking the codes was as easy as crossword puzzles for him, and no one would suspect him except the Warden.I suspect the Warden doesn't trust any machines.He was one of those people who imagined everything to be complex, mysterious, suspicious—stone-age brains. Warden uses a code that Mike has never seen before.He also uses codes.But never through Mike, but on the small, slow machine in his private office.In addition, he also agreed with the earth government that all passwords will be changed at regular intervals, and the time for changing passwords has been set in advance.He must have felt safe and secure. Mike deciphered his code system, and with a little effort deduced the timing of password changes.He wasn't interested in breaking the code, though, so he didn't touch it until the professor asked for it. But immediately after the professor's request, Mike begins to deal with the Warden's top-secret information.Everything has to start from scratch.Before this, all the messages sent by the warden were deleted after they were successfully transmitted, so now he has to slowly accumulate data, until a certain amount can be accumulated before analysis can begin.It was a painful and long wait, as the Warden only resorted to this method as a last resort.Sometimes only once a week.But Mike had compiled a collection of meanings for various combinations of letters, each of which had a possible meaning.It is impossible to crack codes easily and easily. Even if you know the meaning of ninety-nine combinations in a message, the whole message is still difficult to decipher. The reason is that one group of codes is still GLOPS in your eyes. Of course, users of passwords have their problems too.If GLOPS accidentally becomes GLOPT during the transmission process, the receiving party will be in trouble.Regardless of the communication method, the redundancy of information is necessary, otherwise the information may be lost.It was this redundant information that Mike chewed through and figured out with the impeccable patience of a machine. Most ciphers were broken faster than expected.Warden was sending more messages than usual, mostly about the same subject (which helped Mike a lot in his deciphering efforts) again—security and subversive activity. Looks like we've got the bloody Morty on edge: he's calling for help. In his report, he noted that despite reinforcements from two peacekeeping heavy cavalry units, subversive activity remained rampant.He called for additional troops to be stationed at key points in all cities. The government replied that this was impossible, that it was impossible to deploy more elite federal troops to the moon, destroy them completely, and no longer be able to perform missions on the earth.The government also cautioned that he should never have made such a request.If more troops are needed, he can only recruit from exiles, and the increased administrative expenses will be resolved by the lunar government itself, and it is impossible for him to obtain more financial allocations.The reply also asked what measures the warden had taken to complete the new quota of grain collection arranged by the XX document, and asked him to make a report to the government on these measures. The warden replied that additional well-trained security forces were a minimum requirement, a need that could not be met by - repeated, not - untrained, unreliable, and impossibly competent prisoners.If this request is not approved, he will not even be able to maintain social stability, let alone fulfill the increased food quota. The government sneered and asked, if these ex-exiles want to make trouble in their own dens, let them go!What's the big deal?If the Warden was worried about rebellion, had he forgotten that he still had the ability to cut the power? In 1996 and 2021, wouldn't this approach be very effective? Based on these communications, we amended the schedule of activities, speeding up the pace of some actions while slowing down the implementation of others.A revolution is like a perfect dinner, which has to be "boiled" slowly to bring out the flavor of each ingredient. On Earth, Stu needs time; we need shotguns, small rockets, and the circuitry involved in throwing stones.Steel was a big problem: buying it, forging it, and most difficult of all getting it through the tiny tunnels to where the new catapults were.The party needs to expand, and we should expand at least to the prefix "K"—that is, about 40,000 people.For members at the lowest levels, the selection criteria have changed: previously we were looking for talented people, but now we are selecting those who dare to fight and dare to fight.We need more weapons to hold back and stop government troops from landing.We also had to move Mike's radar unit to a safer location, without it he's blind. (It is impossible to move Mike, his "body" is spread all over the moon. However, his main body is located in the government complex, which is protected by a kilometer thick rock and surrounded by a layer of steel armor. The government thinks that, Maybe one day, someone will drop a hydrogen bomb on their control center.) All this has to be done so the water in the pot cannot boil too fast. So we've scaled back some of the activities that worried the Warden and tried to pick up the pace elsewhere.Simon the Joker went on vacation.We let the word out that the "liberty hat" is no longer fashionable - but it's better to keep it.The Warden had no further harassing calls that made him nervous.We also no longer cause skirmishes with heavy cavalry units - not completely, just not as often as before. We worked hard to calm the nerves of Morty the Bad, but a few situations arose that made us uneasy.Morty has not received (at least we have not intercepted) any information that the government has expressed agreement to increase the military force on the moon, but he has begun to move various personnel out of the government complex.The civil servants who used to live there were looking for rent in Moon City.The government is also conducting drilling and resonance tests near Moon City, intending to transform it into a residential area. Perhaps the government will transport a large army of prisoners from Earth, and the government complex will be turned into barracks?Perhaps there are other uses? But Mike said to us, "Why lie to yourself? There is no doubt that the Warden will get the troops he asked for, and the space vacated will be used as barracks. If there is another story, I have heard it .” I said, "But Mike, why didn't you figure out about the troops? Didn't you almost crack the Warden's code?" "It's not just 'almost', the codes have all been cracked. But the two spacecraft that came to the moon recently had big figures from the government. I don't know what they talked face-to-face outside of the phone." So we started figuring out what our odds were against ten teams—Mike figured out the maximum number of troops the place could hold if it was vacated.With Mike's help, we should be able to handle it.But death was inevitable, and the bloodless struggle the professor hoped for seemed unlikely. So we got ready. But suddenly, we found ourselves making a huge mistake——
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