Chapter 55 Hacking
“Let me tell you, don’t you think it’s a bit too cold today?”
The thin man holding a mohawk shivered, accompanied by his Complaining and trembling, the hair covered with fluorescent powder swayed.
“Aren’t I cold?”
On the other side of the mohawk, a strong man with oil paint on his right arm was leaning against an abandoned car filled with thick dust. He snorted and spat: "I don't want to stay here and blow the cold wind! The boss is also confused. There have been no negotiations these days, so there is no need for us to come out to support the scene! But we have to set up a whistle!"
"Don't even think about where this is? This is Cross Street, our territory! Even if there are some short-sighted people who want to cause trouble, they can't come here!"
"This is the truth."
Mohawk was planning to give himself an injection of "adrenaline" to keep warm, but after considering his financial situation, he regretfully chose to give up.
He yawned: "This is only two or three hundred meters away from the cold storage. Why should we set up a sentry post? The boss really thinks about it."
"Speaking of which , it can’t be that the last time the boss went to the "Mangxue" territory for a meeting, everyone was so worried about Mangxue, and he was stimulated, so he said, "
Hearing this voice, he was about to find a restricted live broadcast room in [Valhalla]. The strong man who was looking for some excitement was startled. He quickly closed the interface and looked at Mohawk, only to find that the latter was safe and sound.
"Hey, what the hell is your name out of nowhere!"
"I accidentally froze my arm, my, my, my."
Mohawk raised his left hand , laughed dryly.
There was something wrong with the joint connection of the second-hand prosthetic leg he bought from a black doctor. In this near-zero temperature, one of the parts had just frozen, so the whole arm suddenly became paralyzed, which made him I was startled subconsciously.
"I told you a long time ago, don't give your poor anchor money. You won't get the first place on the list anyway. If you have the spare money, wouldn't it be better to buy yourself a better prosthetic limb? As long as the equipment is better, you won't be able to get it. As for the last time I robbed a canteen, I almost got shot in the head by the boss."
Moxi Gan's answer was smooth and smooth: "You don't understand love."
The strong man was speechless for a while. : "Forget it, just do whatever you want. Damn it, it's really cold here. I'll be here to guard you. You can quickly get some wine and roast maggots and come back -"
"-Uh!"< br>
“What happened again?”
The strong man who had already opened [Valhalla] said impatiently. He didn't bother to look up this time and said casually: "Don't do this, you have to buy it back for me even if your leg is broken this time -"
The next moment, a hand suddenly covered his mouth, and a blade penetrated from his throat, twisting and twisting, directly cutting off the strong man's life.
Almost at the same time, only the handle of the scalpel was exposed on his neck. He stretched out his hand to subconsciously cover the wound, trying to block the blood. The mohawk stumbled to the ground.
"It went smoothly."
Song Shi pulled out the monomolecular knife, walked out of the shadows, and nodded slightly.
The road into the Cross neighborhood can be said to be smooth. Although there are many natural whistles for "local residents", it is generally not difficult to infiltrate.
The two men in front of me are already the most serious sentries I have ever met, but their vigilance is still worrisome. It only takes two swords to sneak up in the dark and get close.
However, at the risk of "snatching the enemy", Song Shi's goal is of course not to simply deal with the two sentry guards.
"Well, let me take a look"
Song Shi sat cross-legged, put away the monomolecule knife, and took out a data tablet, which was in Amikaba's hand not long ago I bought the "Mint T5" network terminal. The essence of this device is a tool and platform equipped with computing resources, highly integrated, and capable of accommodating numerous software. It can be understood as a portable computer that specializes in "network technology."
This is a must-have equipment for a qualified network information worker.
Otherwise, if you just rely on the computing power of the personal chip in your brain to traverse the Internet, the outcome will basically not be good - the most common situation is to burn your brain.
Of course, cyber hackers who choose to install various "implants" to constantly make up for this shortcoming are not included in this category.
"Sure enough, the three autonomous sentry machine gun towers are all installed in the local area network."
Song Shi first hooked up the auxiliary supercomputer, then pulled out a data cable from the side of the network terminal, linked it to Mohawk's brain-computer interface, and used it as a stepping stone to jump into the building built by the "Cross Tigers" in the Cross neighborhood. LAN.
On the interface, a portrait logo lights up. They are all members of the Tiger Gang located in the Cross neighborhood, a total of thirty-eight people.
The most eye-catching avatar is that of Grove, the leader of Cross Tiger Gang.
But Song Shi only glanced at the three autonomous sentry machine gun towers on the other side. They were all located in the cold storage factory.
This is his real goal.
These three "Autonomous Sentry Machine Gun Towers" produced by [Shanta Industry] are equipped with intelligent fire control systems and two 12mm large-caliber machine guns, with a theoretical maximum firing rate of one thousand rounds per minute.
Although the model looks a bit old, it can easily break people's quantifiers into pieces one by one.
"——Intelligent fire control?"
Then, looking at the display window, Song Shi nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, just hit it accurately."
He Opening the compilation interface, with fingers flying, he uploaded the already compiled "Ice Breaking Program" and "Looting Program", and silently began to flow rapidly along the LAN.
Although it was more in line with Song Shi's fighting aesthetics to punch through and crush them all the way from the entrance, but considering the disparity in strength between the two sides this time, Song Shi still regretfully chose another route -
These two " "Icebreaker Program" and "Loot Program" are specialized programs for positional defense facilities, and they are also one of the rewards for cooperating with those hackers in the previous life.
In the past, this kind of program was launched with one click through the integrated hacking software provided by the other party and called itself a "brainless integration package".
However, the problem is not big at the moment. Song Shi's network technology is indeed stretched a bit, but it is still possible to simply copy the source code, compile it, and upload the program to the LAN.
Even considering the risk, Song Shi did not choose the latest programs in his memory, but specifically looked for programs that were born five years later at this time.
"——Even if it only takes five years, the gap caused by technology iteration is quite large."
When the progress bar is pushed to 100%.
ICE (firewall) cracked and nibbled away, the control authority of the sentry machine gun tower quietly changed, the mechanical components began to warm up, and the intelligent fire control system was fully deployed
Song Shi stood up and looked into the distance Huge cold storage factory building.
Amid the rapid roar in the distance that suddenly broke the silent night.
He put away the network terminal, put on the white armor power armguard, and walked slowly towards the distance.
(End of this chapter)