Chapter 1,417 A Weather Strike Is on the Way

Inside the West Coast Weather Monitoring Center, located at the bottom of the supercomputer, is 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 stepped into the door first.

General McCarthy gave a few instructions to the soldiers behind him, telling them to watch carefully here, and then followed closely behind.

The ground was covered with dry dust, and the rubber-soled boots made a squeaking sound. After General McCarthy walked in, he looked around and reached out to wipe it 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.

"Second console?" General McCarthy asked uncertainly.

When he first came here, he led his soldiers to search the area, but did not find this room. The console they found sat in the center of the supercomputer. Directly above their heads, there is an aluminum alloy suspension bridge that reaches directly to the center of the supercomputer.

"No, strictly speaking, this is not called a console." Sitting on the front seat directly in front of the control center, Ross started the long-dormant operating system and moved his dry fingers with excitement, "We call this place As a 'backdoor', generally we maintain the security program of the supercomputer through here, but if you are willing, you can also directly modify the running program of the supercomputer from here...with higher permissions."

"How sure are you?" General McCarthy asked.

"I don't know," Colonel Ross clicked his fingers quickly on the touch pad and said without looking back, "I said, I'm just trying. It would be best if it works. If it doesn't work, then let's just do it honestly. Stay here and wait for rescue.”

Time passed by, and the only sounds left in the room were the sound of fingers tapping on the trackpad and Colonel Ross's mumbling.

"... The company that provides security services for the West Coast Weather Monitoring Center supercomputer is the whole network company! Haha, it will be much easier to handle." His fingers clicked on the touch pad, and Colonel Ross looked at that line Lines of code are moving rapidly.

At this moment, he had devoted himself wholeheartedly to the work at hand.

"Whole Network Company?" Colonel McCarthy frowned slightly, "What is that."

"You don't know?" Colonel Ross glanced at General McCarthy standing behind him, then turned back and continued typing on the virtual keyboard on the touch screen, "The second network security service provider in North America, and also the second in the world. Many of us Projects are often outsourced to them and they do a great job.”

"Then how are you going to crack the second-largest security program in the United States?" McCarthy glanced at the string of numbers on the screen and asked in confusion.

"This is actually not difficult, because the security procedures they used were model 2160. After the weather weapons were put into use, the entire facility completely evaporated from public view. From then on, not to mention the security service, not even the No flies can fly in. The control end and transmitter end are completely physically isolated from the outside world. Without networking, there is naturally no information security." He pressed the last Enter key on the touch pad and looked at the holographic screen. After reading the notes, Colonel Ross's eyes flashed with pride, "It just so happens that the 2160 model security systems used by all network companies are backed up in the database of our Department of Homeland Security, and we have already studied their vulnerabilities."

Looking at the lines of code flashing on the screen, Colonel Ross couldn't help but have a proud smile on his lips.

He has not been involved in information technology for many years.

Unexpectedly, after a rare opportunity to return to his old business, these skills that he thought he would never use again would actually come in handy.

[Meteorological parameters reset completed]

[Target West Coast...]

[Set successfully]

[Weather strike is on the way, guidance progress is 0.1%...]

All that's left to do is just wait!

Colonel Ross clapped his hands and took his hands off the trackpad.

McCarthy glanced at the progress bar on the screen and was about to ask, "Is this the end?" when there was a loud explosion outside the door.

Feeling the tremors on the floor, the two of them were stunned for a moment.

"What are those idiots doing?"

He frowned and looked at the door. General McCarthy was about to walk towards the door, but before he could move, the iron door was blasted open by a corpse wearing an exoskeleton.

Seeing the corpse, General McCarthy's pupils suddenly shrank, and he reflexively pulled out the laser gun from his waist. However, before he could pull the trigger, a steel combat boot stepped over the threshold, and there was a faint blue arc. Squirt, watching a big hand grab his head.

"Shet——"

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 pinned to the wall by the National Guard's power armor.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Wei crossed the gate of the control center and rushed to Colonel Ross's side with several NAC soldiers. Without saying a word, Zhang Wei raised his hand and put the butt of his gun up, knocking the American guy to the ground and grabbing control of the console.

"Weather weapons have been activated... Fuck!" 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 touch pad, and pointed the gun at his Head, "Turn this thing off right now! I'm not kidding, I'm counting to three."

"No need to count." Ross coughed a few times, coughed up bloody spit, and grinned, "No one can stop this thing, and I'm not kidding either."

"Grass!"

After kicking Colonel Ross in the stomach, Zhang Wei punched him again, causing him to faint without changing his words.

Seeing the West Coast marked in red on the screen, Zhang Wei hurriedly called the headquarters and reported the situation on the front line to Marshal Jiang Chen, who was commanding from behind.

"This is Company A. We have successfully controlled the West Coast Weather Center. But we are still a step too late. Meteorological weapons have locked down the entire state of California... The process cannot be terminated! The blasting team is ready to request approval for blasting."

"How much progress is there?" Jiang Chen asked calmly.

"We've reached seven percent...eight percent, bastard!"

"Connect your team's command module to the console, and completely transfer the operating authority to the command center." Jiang Chen ordered, "Immediately!"

"yes!"

Without saying anything, Zhang Wei pulled out a data cable from the left arm of the exoskeleton and inserted it directly into the interface under the console. He tapped his finger on the cheating touch screen a few times. After confirming that the interface was normal, he immediately handed over the control authority of the command module to the command center.

Over at the headquarters, looking at the progress bar on the screen, Li Wang swallowed and said bravely, "I'll let the technical team try it... Marshal, please go back to the airship first."

"No need," Jiang Chen shook his head, and without waiting for Li Wang to dissuade him, he said, "I'll give it a try."

After hearing these words, everyone in the headquarters was stunned and looked at their marshal.

Ignoring the looks of surprise and suspicion, Jiang Chen took off his headphones and placed them on the table. He glanced around at the officers looking over and coughed lightly.

"Before that... I'm going to the bathroom first and will be back soon."