The last time Zhou Qingfeng snatched the confidential communication plane of the 'Lasen', Xiao Jinlang shouted that he almost caused a world war. www.biquge.info This time it's a hard drive, and the horseman also said that if it's not good, it's a world war. Is the world really that fragile? It's always a big fight!

On the way to the embassy, Zhou Qingfeng changed cars three times, entered two car washes, an underground parking lot, and was asked to change a set of clothes, and threw away all communication equipment such as mobile phones. Passing by a street intersection, someone even brought an explosion-proof safe, and the horseman loaded everything into it.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng still had doubts, the horse worker, who was so nervous that he was trembling all over, forced out a smile and said: "This safe has the function of shielding electromagnetic radiation, and we are worried that there will be radio signals in the things you send to cause trouble." ”

Zhou Qingfeng was originally a little cynical about the situation in front of him, but seeing that a large number of people were doing their best to protect the things they had gotten, he had to be in awe of it. No matter how much work these intelligence agents do, they will not be reported, and even if they die, they will be unknown, but they are playing with their lives for this.

"I'll get these things later if you need them." Zhou Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

"Good, good." The horseman immediately smiled, and the old man in his sixties was as happy as a child. It's just that after he laughed, his expression was curtailed, "It's better to be careful, to ensure your own safety." I know your work is hard and dangerous. The last time we met, I didn't have much respect and I apologize. ”

This clearly regards Zhou Qingfeng as a super undercover agent, an underground worker who endures humiliation, and an incognito national hero. The horseman spoke with reverence.

The car circled the streets of Tokyo's complex city before finally arriving at a warehouse by the port. Only then did Zhou Qingfeng know that saying that he was going to the embassy was just a code, and the 'embassy' referred to this warehouse safe house.

The warehouse is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and Zhou Qingfeng swept his eyes and saw several dark whistles. The warehouse safe house is also electromagnetic shielded, there are four or five professionals in place inside, and more than a dozen professional equipment have been prepared early.

Hard drives, mainframes, manuals are all taken out and carefully checked. The key is that the hard drive is carefully reconnected to the main unit. Which horseman tried to copy the data on the hard drive himself.

"Uh......, I think you need this as well." Zhou Qingfeng took out a metal card from his pocket, "This is the captain's identity card, without this thing, the data cannot be read, and it will cause the hard disk to self-destruct." ”

Military hard disks that store confidential data are all equipped with software and hardware self-destruct functions, and Zhou Qingfeng did not dismantle the hard disk this time with an axe. Reminded by the 'zombie' technician on the submarine, he found an identity card with the highest authority in the entire ship in the captain's lounge, without which he could basically do nothing.

The host computer is connected to the monitor, and the identity card is inserted after powering on, and then it enters the data reading mode. Since confidential hard drives are forbidden to copy data, all other cracking devices are needed to read out the information inside.

A few people in the safe house were dedicated to this, and the whole process of cracking copies took several hours. Zhou Qingfeng was still thinking about waiting slowly, but soon another group of people hurriedly walked in from outside the warehouse.

More and more people came in the follow-up, and many people joined in the process of cracking, and several emergency manuals began to be read and photographed. And an ordinary-looking middle-aged woman walked up to Zhou Qingfeng, stretched out her hand and said, "Hello, Comrade Lin Sen." ”

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

"You do look like that big star." The middle-aged woman also smiled, which was considered to be closer to the relationship and convenient for conversation.

"I was supposed to be that big star." Zhou Qingfeng was also tired of camouflage, so he simply took off the hat and big sunglasses he was wearing. Although he said this in a low voice, the whole safe house was quiet, and everyone heard the sound and looked at it, but immediately turned their heads away from paying attention.

The middle-aged woman who took the initiative to ask was a little surprised, and she looked back at Xiao Jinlang. Xiao Jinlang was also very helpless about Zhou Qingfeng's casual exposure of his identity, but he could only nod slightly to the middle-aged woman to indicate that this was indeed the case.

"No one who is not classified enough is allowed to come in again." The middle-aged woman, who was clearly in an unusual position, was immediately re-ordered on the radio as soon as she gave the order. And she herself smiled at Zhou Qingfeng again: "I really didn't expect it, but I will also be your fan in the future." ”

"Actually, I didn't want to be a star." Zhou Qingfeng smiled bitterly, spread his hands and said: "Let's talk about the nuclear submarine, how do I make a nuclear submarine move, I need it to drive at least ten kilometers, but I don't know what to do?" ”

"You don't have an assistant?"

"I have a bunch of crew who maintain the reactor, but they don't know anything about how to drive a nuclear submarine. The submarine is currently docked by a trestle, and I have to move it out of the harbor. ”

Zhou Qingfeng asked for a piece of paper and casually drew the location of the 'Georgia' docked and the surrounding situation, "I only have five tugboats with very little horsepower, but the towing speed is negligible if it is too slow, and once I start to act, it is best to let that submarine leave the dock ten kilometers within an hour." ”

"Is the main reactor working properly?"

"Normal."

"Is the weapon system in order?"

"Probably normal, no one touched them."

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The middle-aged woman asked a lot, and she asked very carefully, and recorded every word Zhou Qingfeng said in real time. But in fact, Zhou Qingfeng didn't know much about the situation of the nuclear submarine, and the whole inquiry took two or three hours, and most of the questions were not answered.

And at the end of the questioning, the horse worker who was in charge of the cracking work suddenly whispered 'damn it'. This sound drew everyone's attention. The middle-aged woman hurriedly ran forward and asked, "Failed to crack?" ”

"No, the hack went smoothly, we have formal identity authorization, and the host works fine. I'm scolding the Americans, their database is so rich, it's a super treasure.

Check this out, here's the voiceprint database. It contains records of almost all known submarines in the world, including the 093 and 094 nuclear submarines, which we have just launched. Where these bastards got them, we don't even know what. ”

Every submarine makes a sound when it sails underwater, and this sound is like a human fingerprint, and no two submarines have the same voiceprint. By contrasting the voiceprints, submarines can be identified from ocean clutter, which is so important for combat that this database is too important.

After scolding, the horse worker quickly laughed again, "Hahaha...... there are Akula-level, there are North Wind God level, and Maozi's submarine voiceprint is all here, which is more complete than what we have in our hands."

God, there are also the Americans themselves here, all 62 "Los Angeles" attack nuclear submarines have voiceprints, as well as the "Ohio" class, the "Seawolf" class, the "Virginia" class, all of them.

We have not collected all these data, and it is very difficult to collect one, but now we can do it all at once. The Americans are going to vomit blood now, and the situation of their entire underwater nuclear strike force is equivalent to falling into our hands. In the future, if the Americans dare to run around our underwater listening network, I promise to find them out. ”

The horsemen were dancing happily, and the entire cracking team was excited and encouraged by how things went well. After laughing, everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng again, no one really thought that the world's top star would actually do the job of a spy so well behind his back. (To be continued.) )