The mobile computer was quickly brought back by the communicator. Qu Sen glanced at it and saw that there was still more than half of the battery left on the panel. It was completely enough.
Then he flipped the laptop over. Because the backplate was already removed when he cleared the BIOS password, he picked up a screwdriver and unscrewed the screw that fixed the hard drive. It was very easy to remove the hard drive.
Then he opened the panel of the mobile computer and looked inside. There was no extra IDE port inside, but the data cable and power cable of the optical drive could be used. However, the data cable of the mobile computer was a standard IDE data port, while the laptop used a micro port.
But this didn't stop Qu Sen. The IDE data port, whether it was micro or standard, had the same number of stitches and sequence. The micro port was just a smaller version on the basis of the standard port.
For military laptops, in order to increase earthquake resistance, the IDE port used a soft connection. As long as the data cable was cut and connected to the optical drive data cable of the mobile computer, it would be fine.
"Do you have scissors?" Qu Sen asked.
"Yes." The staff officer next to him responded and immediately found a pair of scissors from the toolbox.
Qu Sen took the scissors. With two cuts, the data cable of the laptop's hard drive and the optical drive cable of the mobile computer were cut.
"Do you want to connect the two wires together?" Looking at Qu Sen's clumsy connection, the staff officer next to him couldn't help but ask.
"Mhmm." Qu Sen nodded and explained, "The number of stitches and the sequence of the two wires are the same, but the size of the connector is different. It can be used when connected together."
"I'll do it!" Although the staff officer didn't know much about computers, he was very good at repairing armored vehicles. He knew how to repair cars, so connecting wires was a small matter. After he understood the pros and cons of Qu Sen's data cable, he immediately took over the job. In a few moves, he removed the cable cover and connected the wires one by one according to the sequence of the wires. In the middle, he carefully used electrical tape to shield the wires.
After the data cable was connected, Qu Sen connected the laptop's hard drive to the mobile computer. After setting the boot disk in the BIOS, the system started smoothly.
After entering the system desktop, the system prompted that a new hardware had been detected. Qu Sen chose to let the system install the driver automatically. After waiting for a few seconds for the driver to be installed, he rebooted the computer again. The drive code of the original laptop hard drive appeared in the file list of the resource manager.
(PS: Installing a driver for Win98 is very troublesome. Basically, no matter what you install, you need to restart the computer.)
It was easy to find the [Armored Force Informatization Command System] in the resource manager. Opening the directory, Qu Sen began to continue the unfinished work.
A few minutes later, Qu Sen opened all the database files in the directory with Notepad. The result was as expected. All the documents were either completely garbled or had a small number of completely meaningless Chinese characters.
Qu Sen scratched his head and subconsciously clicked on the start menu of the mobile computer to see if there was any software that could be used. In the end, he immediately saw the office combination installed inside. Click on the branch and see Microsoft.
Access. There was a glimmer of hope.
He randomly found a database in the [Armored Force Informatization Command System] and chose to open it with Excel. After a short startup screen of Excel, he finally saw the contents of the file.
Aside from some meaningless command lines, a message in Chinese appeared in front of him. "Our unit is pursuing in the northwest direction." He scrolled down the file and saw that there were a few lines of the Blue Team's armored force reporting the situation to the command center.
He switched to another two files and opened them. He found that the contents of this folder were all lines of text that the Blue Team's pursuit team had reported to their superiors.
The moment the contents of the database files were displayed, everyone in the command vehicle breathed heavily. No one spoke. They all quietly watched Qu Sen operate.
Qu Sen opened the other folders one by one and found that these folders were categorized according to the different functions of receiving, sending, pointing, and destination. In theory, the number of folders would correspond to the number of units the commander and the number of units had received and sent data.
After the people in the command vehicle understood the contents of these folders and the data inside, they were overjoyed. The staff officers hurriedly found notebooks and pens and began to copy the data according to the categories.
Qu Sen opened the database one by one according to the folders and flipped through the pages for the two staff officers to copy.
The two staff officers were good at sketching. Even so, it took them more than an hour to copy all the contents mentioned in the data according to the categories. After that, they analyzed the data according to the information and operated on the map. Qu Sen couldn't help.
Soon, the regiment commander sent a messenger to inform the staff officers and the political commissar to come to the vehicle. Qu Sen saw that the space in the vehicle was small and he couldn't be of much help. He took the initiative to ask the regiment commander of the armored force to get out of the vehicle to make room for the people who were about to get on the vehicle.
After that, there was no need for Qu Sen. The regiment commander of the armored force slapped Qu Sen's shoulder loudly and praised Qu Sen. After that, he told him to go back and rest.
At the same time, the stragglers who had rushed from Area D9 to Area C7, C8, and C9 found the Red Team troops one after another. Soon, the news that the Blue Team was likely to send out special forces to attack the Red Team command center and other important military targets spread among the various units in the three areas.
The commanders of the various units were fine when they heard the news. Those who received the news first tried their best to send the news to those behind them. At the same time, they began to actively contact the surrounding units that could be contacted. Everyone discussed whether to send reinforcements back or take the initiative to attack and distract the Blues.
But very soon, the news spread not only among the officers of the various units, but also among the soldiers.
This wasn't because the officers who knew the situation leaked the news. It was because many of the stragglers were too tired to run when they encountered their own Red Team members. They could only let the Red Team sentry posts or patrol units they encountered bring the news back.
And after the soldiers who brought the news back to their units, many of them couldn't keep their mouths shut. And the soldiers liked to exaggerate. Usually, they would secretly tell the news to their close comrades with exaggerated details. In the end, in less than two hours after the news spread, the troops stationed in Area C7, C8, and C9 were pretty much all talking about how their command center had been destroyed by the Blues special forces. There were even more outrageous ones who said that the division level command center behind them still had fuel and ammunition reserves. Now, all of it had been wiped out by the Blues special forces.
Now, the panic and pessimism in the troops began to spread rapidly. It even spread to the troops stationed in other areas through the mouths of the signalmen and patrol soldiers.
As the news of their imminent defeat spread farther and farther, Xu Nanguan in the Red Team command center slammed the table amidst the sound of gunfire.
"What are you turning around for? You want to run with just a hundred people and a few lousy helicopters?" Xu Nanguan looked angrily at his staff officers. When the people below him stopped panicking, he calmed down a little and said, "I don't believe those special forces have three heads and six arms. Guard Camp! Press in and kill them! "
"Yes!" The commander of the guard camp shouted in response, then turned and left the command center.
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