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The Berlin Project

Title:

The Berlin Project

Author:

Benford, Gregory, 1941- author.

Edition:

First edition.

Subject Term:

World War, 1939-1945 -- Fiction.

Atomic bomb -- United States -- History -- Fiction.

Summary:

What would have happened if the atom bomb was ready in time to be used as the Allies invaded on D-Day? Karl P. Cohen, a chemist and mathematician who is a junior partner of the Manhattan Project, has discovered an alternate solution for creating the first atomic bomb, but his plan is shot down as other more august personages--household names even then--preferred another method. But time has shown us that this chemist was right. Combining espionage with fascinating science, Benford has written an astounding thriller that reimagines history.

Publication Date:

2017

Format:

Book

Language:

English

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New York Times bestselling author Gregory Benford creates an alternate history about the creation of the atomic bomb that explores what could have happened if the bomb was ready to be used by June 6, 1944.

Karl Cohen, a chemist and mathematician who is part of The Manhattan Project team, has discovered an alternate solution for creating the uranium isotope needed to cause a chain reaction: U-235.

After convincing General Groves of his new method, Cohen and his team of scientists work at Oak Ridge preparing to have a nuclear bomb ready to drop by the summer of 1944 in an effort to stop the war on the western front. What ensues is an altered account of World War II in this taut thriller.

Combining fascinating science with intimate and true accounts of several members of The Manhattan Project, The Berlin Project is an astounding novel that reimagines history and what could have happened if the atom bomb was ready in time to stop Hitler from killing millions of people.

Reviews (2)

Publisher's Weekly Review

SF author Benford (the Galactic Center series) makes the relevant science accessible to the lay reader in this intriguing alternate history thriller that speculates on the road not taken in the U.S.'s frantic path toward developing an atomic bomb during WWII. Chemist Karl Cohen's suggestion that centrifuges be used to create the weapon accelerates the production process, so that it's available for use in 1944, against a different Axis enemy than the Japanese. En route to that deployment, Benford brings to life all the heavy hitters involved in the Manhattan Project, such as Enrico Fermi, Leo Szilard, and Robert Oppenheimer. Diagrams help illustrate the scientific concepts involved, and the story line is laced with stranger-than-fiction facts, such as the national security apparatus's concerns that stories in the magazine Astounding Science Fiction were based on leaks of classified information. Cohen's conversion into a field operative later in the book is a stretch. (May) © Copyright PWxyz, LLC. All rights reserved.

Library Journal Review

Karl Cohen is working under Harold Urey as a physics research assistant at Columbia University, where their discoveries bring them into the circle known as the Manhattan Project. In this alternate history (illustrated with historical photographs), Karl, being in the right place at the right time, moves up the timetable on the making of the first atomic bomb. Rather than targeting the Japanese city of Hiroshima on August 6, 1945, the first "little boy" is deployed June 5, 1944, on Berlin. Physicist and best-selling author Benford (Timescape) keeps most of his narrative solidly grounded in historical facts but not overwhelmingly so, and his engaging and compelling characters (all real people) are easy to connect with. While pondering what might have been, this insightful work provides a sobering look at how fragile the whole process of building an atomic weapon really was. Verdict Providing plenty of detail without slowing the story down, this title is recommended for an audience that enjoys alternate history with a solid grounding in reality.-Mark Hanson, Maranatha Baptist Univ. Lib., Watertown, WI © Copyright 2017. Library Journals LLC, a wholly owned subsidiary of Media Source, Inc. No redistribution permitted.

Excerpts

The Berlin Project Life has two important dates-- when you're born and when you find out why. --Mark Twain 1. September 26, 1938 Not yet an hour on the ground back home in America, and already he was in trouble. Karl Cohen had just passed through the immigration office with his new bride, Marthe, when the family descended. His tiny aunt Ida tossed off the cheerful accusation, "Where's your shiksa wife?"--somehow missing Marthe three feet away, perhaps because of Marthe's polished Paris look. "She's not a goy," he muttered, voice low. Ida's eyes danced mischievously behind horn-rims. Karl kept his smile steady. His mother, Rae, led the tittering inspection brigade, all eyes now on Marthe's tailored gray suit, fashionable hat at a rakish tilt, stylish brushed leather shoes, Paris fashion on parade. His aunt Ida embraced him, saying again, "She's my new goy greenhorn niece, eh?" "She's not a goy," Karl said stiffly as his uncle Jack leaned in for a handshake, saying gruffly, "Name's not very Jewish, this Marthe. How do you spell it?" Karl managed to ignore that as his sister Mattie rapped back at Jack, "The French way, damn it." As Karl managed the leather suitcases in their dustcovers, he said, "She's as much a Jew as you, Jack." He couldn't keep a grating tone out of his voice. In some official way that was true, though Marthe had converted from Catholicism only a week before, and gotten her tourist visa the day after that. Jack nodded and helped with the hatboxes, the toilet case that tinkled from the cut-glass bottles within, and another case for soap and cosmetics. The army of gear a woman carried! Karl had never known that till the hurricane-swept voyage over on the Normandie--pursued, a deck officer said, by a German U-boat. More drama than a honeymoon cruise needed. They came onto the Pier 49 entrance along the Hudson River, the women afloat on their chatting, Marthe's eyes darting among these new relatives, her carefully lipsticked smile fixed, hand still clutching her passport with REPUBLIQUE FRANÇAISE stamped boldly on it. "I had to show them the check you kindly gave me, for a thousand dollars," Marthe said to Rae in her lilting fashion. The family brightened at this accent that made words flow like a liquid. "It is required, to show I am not an indigent. The inspector tossed my French francs aside as worthless." Bronx laughs greeted this. Karl breathed in the peculiar scent of Manhattan, its crisp urban flavorings. He felt a gauzy lightness as his family chattered around him. He was back, they were safe. The New World. A shortwave radio on a chair was rasping out a speech in German and Karl recognized it: Hitler, making his threatened ultimatum speech in guttural, barking stutters. The oncoming catastrophe was pursuing them, even here. Would the English and French let Hitler take the Sudetenland from Czechoslovakia? All signs at the Munich meeting said they would, or else there would be war. Rae asked, "What will Hitler do next?" "We decided not to hang around and find out," Karl said as they got into two cabs. A chorus of agreement, but eyes were still on Marthe. Karl ended up next to Uncle Jack, who bore in immediately, his usual brusque business style. "You don't get the inheritance money from your grandfather Jonas, y'know, till I verify that your wife is . . . one of us." Karl bristled but kept his voice level. "She is--here." The certificate of conversion to the Jewish faith they got in Paris had gold script and flourishes. Jack studied it. "Just last week!" "It's official. She had been meaning to--" Marthe broke in from the window seat, "I had been attracted to the faith before, and Karl made me finally do it." She smiled, hands carefully knitted together in front of her. Karl noticed she wore her best leather gloves. "You will find my rabbi specifies the syllabus I studied." Jack's mouth twisted, vexed. "You get nothing from my father's estate if I judge her not to be a Jew, y'know." Karl softened his tone. "We have nothing to live on, Jack. I had to get her out before the war." Jack scowled, turning away from Marthe, and whispered, "My dad felt we Jews should stick together. But this new gal of yours--" "My wife." "--she's a Catholic, just got some paperwork done, that doesn't mean--" "Jack, I'm broke." Jack frowned and worked his mouth around, as if tasting something sour. A short snort of frustration escaped his teeth. "I'll think on it." Excerpted from The Berlin Project: An Alternative History of World War II by Gregory Benford All rights reserved by the original copyright owners. Excerpts are provided for display purposes only and may not be reproduced, reprinted or distributed without the written permission of the publisher.