Inside the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center, located at the bottom of the supercomputer, was the control center of the entire supercomputer.
After connecting the tablet to the security program at the door, Colonel Ross quickly unlocked the door and took the lead in.
General McCarthy said a few words to the soldiers behind him, indicating for them to keep watch here. Then, he followed closely behind them and went in.
The ground was covered with dry dust, and the rubber-soled boots squeaked when they stepped on it. General McCarthy walked in and looked around. He reached out and wiped his hand 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 with uncertainty.
When he first came here, he searched the area with the soldiers but did not find this room. The console they found was located in the center of the entire supercomputer. Directly above their heads, there was an aluminum alloy suspension bridge that led directly to the center of the supercomputer.
"No, strictly speaking, this is not a console." Ross sat in the first seat in front of the control center. He started the long-silent operating system and moved his dry fingers with slight excitement. "We call this the 'back door'. Generally, we maintain the security program of the supercomputer through here, but if you want, you can also directly modify the running program of the supercomputer from here … with higher authority."
"How confident are you?" General McCarthy asked.
"I don't know." Colonel Ross's fingers quickly tapped on the touchpad and said without looking back, "I said, I'm just trying. If it works, that's the best. If it doesn't work, then we'll just stay here and wait for rescue. "
Time passed by, and only the sound of fingers tapping on the touchpad and Colonel Ross's muttering could be heard in the room.
"… The company that provides security services for the supercomputer of the West Coast Meteorological Monitoring Center is Networked Corporation! Haha, this makes it much easier. " His fingers tapped on the touchpad as Colonel Ross's eyes moved quickly on the lines of code.
At this moment, he had devoted himself to the work at hand.
"Networked Corporation?" Colonel McCarthy frowned slightly. "What is that?"
"You don't know?" Colonel Ross glanced at General McCarthy standing behind him, then turned his head back and continued to type on the virtual keyboard on the touchscreen. "The second network security service provider in North America and the second in the world. We often outsource a lot of our projects to them, and they perform very well. "
"Then how are you going to crack the second-best security program in the United States?" McCarthy looked at the string of numbers on the screen and asked in confusion.
"It's actually not difficult, because the security program they used was the 2160 version. After the weather weapon was put into use, the entire facility completely disappeared from the public's sight. From then on, not to mention security services, not even a fly could fly in. The control terminal and the transmitter terminal are completely isolated from the outside world. There is no networking, so naturally, there is no information security. " Colonel Ross pressed the last enter key on the touchpad and looked at the string of loading bars on the holographic screen. A trace of pride flashed in his eyes. "It just so happens that the 2160 security system used by Netcom is backed up in the database of the Department of Homeland Security. We have studied their vulnerabilities."
Looking at the lines of code flashing on the screen, Colonel Ross couldn't help but smile smugly.
He had not been in the information technology field for many years.
He didn't expect that these technologies, which he thought he would never use again, would actually come in handy.
[Weather parameters reset completed]
[Target West Coast …]
[Setup successful]
[Weather strike on the way, guidance progress 0.1% …]
All he needed to do now was wait!
Colonel Ross clapped his hands and left the touchpad. McCarthy glanced at the progress bar on the screen and was about to ask, "That's it?" There was a loud explosion outside the door.
Feeling the vibration of the floor, the two were slightly taken aback.
"What are those idiots doing?"
Frowning, General McCarthy looked at the door. He was about to walk toward the door, but before he could move, the iron door was blasted open by a corpse in an exoskeleton.
Seeing the corpse, General McCarthy's pupils suddenly shrank. He reflexively pulled out the laser gun at his waist, but before he could pull the trigger, a steel boot stepped over the doorsill. A dark blue arc of light shot out, and a large hand reached for his head.
"Sh * t —"
With a bang, the back protected by the exoskeleton came into close contact with the wall.
There was no room for resistance. General McCarthy was pressed against the wall by the power armor of the National Guard.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Wei stepped through the door of the control center and rushed to Colonel Ross with several NAC soldiers. Without saying a word, Zhang Wei raised his hand and slammed the Yankee to the ground. He then grabbed the control of the console.
"The weather weapon has been activated … FU * K!" Looking at the line of words on the screen, Zhang Wei grabbed the bruised and swollen Colonel Ross from the ground, pressed his head next to the touchpad, and pointed the muzzle at his head. "Turn this thing off immediately! I'm not kidding, I'll count to three. "
"No need to count." Ross coughed a few times and coughed out bloody saliva. He grinned, "No one can stop this thing, and I'm not kidding either."
"FU * K!"
After kicking Colonel Ross in the stomach, Zhang Wei then punched him again. The punch made him faint, but he didn't change his words.
Looking at the West Coast marked in red on the screen, Zhang Wei was anxious. He quickly called the command center and reported the situation on the front line to General Jiang Chen, who was in command in the rear.
"This is Company A, we have successfully controlled the West Coast Meteorological Center. But we are still one step too late. The weather weapon has locked the entire territory of California … the program cannot be terminated! The demolition team is ready, requesting approval for demolition. "
"What's the progress?" Jiang Chen asked calmly.
"It's seven percent … eight percent, FU * K!"
"Connect your team command module to the console, and transfer full control to the command center." Jiang Chen ordered, "Immediately!"
"Roger!"
Zhang Wei didn't say anything else. He pulled out a data cable from the left arm of the exoskeleton and directly inserted it into the interface under the console. His fingers tapped a few times on the cheat touch screen, and after confirming that the interface was normal, he immediately transferred the control authority of the command module to the command center.
At the command center, Li Wang looked at the progress bar on the screen, gulped, and said, "I'll let the technical team try … General, you go back to the airship first."
"No need." Jiang Chen shook his head. Without waiting for Li Wang to dissuade him, he immediately said, "I'll try."
Upon hearing this, everyone in the command center was stunned and turned to look at their marshal.
Jiang Chen ignored the surprised and suspicious eyes, took off the headset and put it on the table. He glanced around at the officers looking at him and coughed.
"Before that … I'll go to the bathroom first and be back soon."
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