I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1417: Meteorological strike in transit

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The West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is located at the bottom of the supercomputer, where the entire supercomputer control center is located.

Connecting the tablet to the security program at the door, Colonel Ross quickly unlocked the door and stepped into the door first.

General McCarthy gave two words to the soldiers behind him, beckoning them to look well here, and then he followed in.

The ground was covered with dry dust, rubber-soled boots stepped on and made a creaking sound, and General McCarthy walked into the door and looked around, reaching for a wipe on the table closest to him. Looking at the thick layer of dust on his index finger, he knew that no one had been here for a long time.

"The second console?" General McCarthy asked uncertainly.

When he first came here, he took soldiers to search this area, but did not find this room. The console they found was located in the center of the entire supercomputer. Directly above their heads, there is a suspension bridge made of aluminum alloy that goes directly to the center of this supercomputer.

"No, strictly speaking, it's not called a console here," sitting in the first seat directly in front of the control center, Ross activated the long-dead operating system and moved his dry fingers with a little excitement, " We call this the 'backdoor'. Generally, we maintain the security program of the supercomputer through this, but if you want, you can also directly modify the running program of the supercomputer from here ... with higher authority. "

"How much do you have?" General McCarthy asked.

"I don't know," Colonel Rose's fingers quickly touched the touchpad, and he said without looking back, "I said, I just tried. If it works, it's best, if it doesn't, then we Stay here honestly and wait for rescue. "

Time passed by one minute and one second, and only the sound of fingers tapping on the touchpad was left in the room, and Colonel Rose murmured.

"... It's the entire network company that provides security services for the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center supercomputer! Haha, it's much easier to handle in this way." Moving fast on that line of code.

At this moment, he has devoted himself to the work in his hands.

"Whole network company?" Colonel McCarthy frowned slightly, "What is that."

"Don't you know?" Colonel Ross glanced at General McCarthy standing behind him, and turned back to continue typing on the virtual keyboard on the touch screen. . Many of our projects are often outsourced to them, and their performance is also excellent. "

"Then how do you plan to crack the second-largest security program in the United States?" McCarthy looked at the string of numbers on the screen and asked puzzled.

"This is actually not difficult, because the safety program they use is the 2160 model. After the meteorological weapons are put into use, the entire facility will completely evaporate from the public eye. Since then, let alone safety services , Even a fly can't fly in. The control end and the transmitter end are completely physically isolated from the outside world, there is no network connection, and naturally there is no information security. "The last Enter key was tapped on the touchpad, looking at the holographic screen In the series of readings, a glance of complacent flashed in the eyes of Colonel Ross, "It happens that the 2160 security system used by the whole network company is backed up in the database of our Department of Homeland Security. We have studied their vulnerabilities Ever. "

Looking at the lines of code flashing on the screen, Colonel Rose's mouth could not help but a wry smile.

He has not engaged in information technology for many years.

Unexpectedly, it is a rare practice to re-use the old business for a while. These technologies that he thought he could never use again came in handy.

[Meteorological parameters are reset]

[Target West Coast ...]

[Successful setting]

[Meteorological strike is on the way, the guide progress is 0.1% ...]

All that needs to be done is to wait!

Colonel Ross clapped his hands, leaving his hands off the touchpad. McCarthy glanced at the progress bar on the screen, just preparing to ask "Is this over?", But there was a loud explosion outside the door.

Feeling the tremor of the floor, the two were slightly stunned.

"What are the fools doing?"

Frowning at the door, General McCarthy was about to walk to the door, but before he could move his foot, the iron door was blasted open by an exoskeleton corpse.

Seeing the corpse, General McCarthy ’s pupils suddenly contracted and reflexively pulled out the laser gun in his waist. However, before he pulled the trigger, a steel boot crossed the threshold, dark blue Colored arc sprayed, watching a big hand grabbing towards his head.

"Shett-"

With a loud bang, the back protected by the exoskeleton came into close contact with the wall.

There is no room for resistance. General McCarthy was pressed against the wall by the National Guard ’s power armor.

Next, Zhang Wei crossed the gate of the control center and rushed to the side of Colonel Ross with several NAC soldiers. Without saying a word, Zhang Wei raised his hand with a gun butt, pulling the Yankee directly to the ground and grabbing control of the console.

"The meteorological weapon has been activated ... grass!" Looking at the line on the screen, Zhang Wei grabbed Colonel Ross from the ground with a swollen nose and pressed his head against the touchpad, aiming the muzzle His head was turned off, "Turn off this thing immediately! I'm not kidding, I count three."

"Don't count." Ross coughed a few times, coughed up **** spit, grinned, "No one can stop this thing, I'm not kidding."

"Grass!"

Kicked on the stomach of Colonel Ross, Zhang Wei punched him again, and then he knocked him out, but he did n’t see him change his mind.

Looking at the red coast on the screen marked with anxiety, Zhang Wei hurriedly called the headquarters and reported the situation on the front line to Marshal Jiang Chen who was commanding in the rear.

"This is company A. We have successfully controlled the West Coast Meteorological Center. But we are still one step late and the weather weapons have been locked throughout California ... The procedure cannot be terminated! The blasting team is ready to request approval for blasting."

"How much progress has been made." Jiang Chen asked calmly.

"It ’s already 7 percent ... 8 percent, grass!"

"Connect the command module of your squad to the console, and the operation authority is completely transferred to the headquarters." Jiang Chen ordered, "Immediately!"

"Yes!"

Without saying anything, Zhang Wei pulled a data cable from the left arm of the exoskeleton and straightened it into the interface below the console. The finger tapped a few times on the cheating touch screen, and after confirming that the interface was normal, the control authority of the command module was immediately transferred to the command department.

On the command side, looking at the progress bar on the screen, Li Wang swallowed and said stubbornly, "I let the technical team try ... Marshal, please return to the airship first."

"No," Jiang Chen shook his head, waiting for Li Wang to dissuade, and then said, "I'll try it."

After hearing this sentence, everyone in the headquarters was stunned and looked at his marshal.

Ignoring the surprise and suspicion, Jiang Chen took off his headphones and placed it on the table, glanced at the officer here, and coughed lightly.

"Before this ... I will go to the bathroom first and come back soon."