Rise of the Wasteland Chapter 632: Crack

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The previous time Zhou Qingfeng robbed the secret communication machine of Larsen, Xiao Jinlang shouted that he almost provoke a world war. This time it was a hard disk, and the horse worker also said that if it is not good, it will be a world war. Is the world really so fragile? Always war!

On the way to the embassy, ​​Zhou Qingfeng changed his car three times, entered two car wash shops, an underground parking lot, and was also asked to change a set of clothes, mobile phones and other communication equipment. Someone even brought an explosion-proof safe when passing by a street junction, and Ma Gong put everything in.

Looking at the Zhou Qingfeng, there are still doubts. Ma Gong, nervous and trembling, said with a smile: "This safe has the function of shielding electromagnetic radiation. We are worried that there will be radio signals in the things you send. "

Zhou Qingfeng was originally a bit cynical about the situation in front of him, but he had to pay tribute to seeing a large number of people trying their best to protect what he got. No matter how much work these intelligence personnel do, they will not be reported, even if they die, they will be unknown, but they are playing for it.

"If you need it, I can still get these things in the future." Zhou Qingfeng Shen Sheng said.

"Good." Ma Gong immediately smiled, and more than sixty old men were like children. It was just that after he smiled, he looked calmly, "Be careful, you have to keep yourself safe. I know your work is very hard and dangerous. The last time I met, I did n’t respect, I apologized."

This show clearly regards Zhou Qingfeng as a super-big undercover, bears the burden of underground workers, and incognito national heroes. Ma Gong's speech was full of reverence.

The car drove around on the complicated city streets of Tokyo, and finally came to a warehouse by the port. Zhou Qingfeng knows this, saying that going to the embassy is just a secret code, and the 'embassy' refers to this warehouse safe house.

The warehouse is loose outside and tight inside. Zhou Qingfeng can see several dark whistle at a glance. The warehouse safety house is also electromagnetically shielded. Four or five professionals are already in place, and dozens of professional equipment have been prepared early.

The hard disk, host computer, and manual are all taken out and carefully checked. The key is the hard disk, which is carefully reconnected to the host. Which horse worker personally tried to copy the data on the hard disk.

"Uh ..., I think you still need this." Zhou Qingfeng pulled out a metal card from his pocket. "This is the captain's identity card. Without this gadget, you can't read the data. Ruin. "

The military hard drives that store confidential data are all equipped with software and hardware self-destructive functions. Zhou Qingfeng does not just split the hard drive with an axe. There was a reminder from the "Zombie" technician on the submarine that he found an identity card with the highest authority in the captain's lounge. Without this card, basically nothing could be done.

The host is connected to the display, and the identity card is inserted after the power is turned on, and then the data reading mode is entered. Since it is forbidden to copy data on the confidential hard disk, all the information inside needs other cracking equipment.

Several people who were originally in the safe house did this specifically, and the entire cracking and copying process took several hours. Zhou Qingfeng still wanted to wait slowly, but soon a group of people hurried in from outside the warehouse.

There are more and more people coming afterwards. Many people join in the cracking process. Several emergency manuals have also started to be read and photographed. A middle-aged woman of ordinary looks came to Zhou Qingfeng and reached out and said, "Hello, Comrade Lin Sen."

"Uh ..., you can call me Victor Hugo." Zhou Qingfeng doesn't really like the pseudonym "Lin Sen".

"Your appearance is indeed similar to that of a big star." The middle-aged woman also smiled, making it closer to facilitate conversation.

"I was originally the big star." Zhou Qingfeng was also tired of pretending to take off his hat and big sunglasses. Although he said it in a low voice, the whole safe house was quiet. Everyone looked at it, but immediately turned his head and stopped paying attention.

The middle-aged woman who took the initiative to ask questions was surprised. She looked back at Xiao Jinlang. Xiao Jinlang is also very helpless to Zhou Qingfeng's casually exposed identity, but can only nod slightly to middle-aged women.

"People with insufficient secret levels are not allowed to come in again." The middle-aged woman is obviously in an unusual position. Someone reissued the order on the radio immediately after her order. And she laughed at Zhou Qingfeng again: "I didn't expect it, but I will be your Fans in the future."

"Actually, I never thought of becoming a star." Zhou Qingfeng laughed bitterly and said, "We are still talking about nuclear submarines. How do I make a nuclear submarine move? I need it to drive at least ten kilometers. , But I do n’t know what to do? "

"You do n’t have an assistant?"

"I have a crew of crews to maintain the reactor, but they also know nothing about how to drive a nuclear submarine. The submarine is currently docked by a trestle bridge, and I have to move it outside the port."

Zhou Qingfeng needs a piece of paper to draw the location of the "George Ya" dock and the surrounding situation, "I only have five towboats with very little horsepower, but the drag speed is too slow to be ignored, and I Once the operation begins, it is best to let the submarine leave the pier for ten kilometers within an hour. "

"Is the main reactor working properly?"

"Normal."

"Is the weapon system normal?"

"Probably normal, no one touches them."

......

Middle-aged women asked a lot, and they asked very carefully, and recorded every sentence Zhou Qingfeng said in real time. But in fact, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know much about the status of nuclear submarines. The entire inquiry took two or three hours, and most questions were not answered.

And just at the end of the questioning, Ma Gong, who was responsible for the cracking work, suddenly whispered the phrase ‘damn’. This sound attracted everyone's attention. The middle-aged woman hurried forward and asked: "Failed to crack?"

"No, the crack is very smooth. We have a formal identity authorization. The host works very well. I scolded Americans. Their database is too rich, it is a super treasure.

Look at this, this is the voiceprint database. There are records of almost all submarines known in the world, among them are the 093 and 094 nuclear submarines that we have just launched. Where did the **** come from, we didn't notice it at all. "

Each submarine makes a sound when sailing underwater, and this sound is like a human fingerprint. No two submarines have the same voiceprint. By comparing the voiceprint, the submarine can be identified from the ocean clutter, which is too important for combat, so this database is too important.

Ma Gong laughed again soon after finishing scolding, "Ha Ha Ha ......, there are Akula class, there is the **** of the north wind class, Mao Zi's submarine voiceprint is all here, better than what we have It needs to be complete.

God, there are Americans here, all of the 62 ‘Los Angeles’ attack nuclear submarines have voiceprints, and there are ‘Ohio’, ‘Sea Wolf’, and ‘Virginia’ classes.

We have n’t collected all these data all the time. Collecting one vessel is a huge challenge, but now we can do it all at once. The Americans are about to vomit blood, and their entire underwater nuclear strike force is equal to our hands. In the future, if Americans dare to chase our underwater monitoring network, I promise to get them out. "

Ma Gong is happily dancing, and the entire cracking team is also excited and encouraged by the smooth progress of the matter. After the laugh, everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, and no one thought of it—the world's top star, actually doing the job of spying so secretly. (To be continued.)