Chapter 632: Crack

The last time Zhou Qingfeng snatched the confidential communication machine of the 'Larsen', Xiao Jinlang yelled that he almost caused a world war. This time it was a hard drive, and the horseman also said that if there was trouble, it would be a world war. Is the world really so fragile? Always fight!

On the way to the embassy, ​​Zhou Qingfeng changed cars three times, entered two car wash shops, and an underground parking lot. He was also asked to change a set of clothes, and threw away all communication equipment such as mobile phones. Someone even delivered an explosion-proof safe when passing by a street corner, and the horseman put everything in it.

Seeing that Zhou Qingfeng was still puzzled, Ma Gong, who was so nervous that he was shaking all over, forced a smile and said, "This safe has the function of shielding electromagnetic radiation. We are worried that there will be radio signals in the things you sent, which will cause trouble."

Zhou Qingfeng was originally a little cynical about the situation in front of him, but seeing a large number of people doing their best to protect the things he got, he had no choice but to respect this. No matter how much work these intelligence officers do, they will not be reported. Even if they die, they will be unknown, but they are doing their lives for this.

"If you need it, I can still get these things in the future." Zhou Qingfeng said in a deep voice.

"Okay, okay." Ma Gong immediately smiled, and the old man in his sixties was as happy as a child. It's just that after he laughed, he retracted his expression, "Be careful and keep yourself safe. I know that your work is very hard and dangerous. I didn't respect you very much when we met last time, so I apologize."

This is clearly treating Zhou Qingfeng as a super undercover, an underground worker who bears the burden of humiliation, and a national hero who hides his name. The horseman spoke with full reverence.

The car turned around in the complicated city streets of Tokyo, and finally came to a warehouse by the port. It was only then that Zhou Qingfeng realized that it was just a code to say that he was going to the embassy, ​​and the 'embassy' referred to the warehouse safe house.

The warehouse is loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and Zhou Qingfeng saw several secret whistles at a glance. The warehouse safe room is also electromagnetically shielded. There are four or five professionals in place, and more than a dozen professional equipment have been prepared early.

The hard disk, mainframe, and manuals were all taken out and checked carefully. The key is that the hard disk was carefully reconnected to the host. A horseman himself tried to copy the data on the hard drive.

"Uh..., I think you still need this." Zhou Qingfeng took out a metal card from his pocket, "This is the captain's ID card, without this thing, the data cannot be read, and the hard drive will self-destruct. "

The military hard drives that store confidential data are all equipped with software and hardware self-destruct functions. Zhou Qingfeng did not just take an ax to dismantle the hard drives this time. Reminded by the 'zombie' technician on the submarine, he found an identity card with the highest authority on the ship in the captain's lounge. Without this card, he could basically do nothing.

The main unit is connected to the display, and the ID card is inserted after power on, and then enters the data reading mode. Since confidential hard disks are prohibited from copying data, other cracking equipment is needed to read out the information inside.

A few people in the safe house were dedicated to this, and the entire process of cracking the copy took several hours. Zhou Qingfeng still wanted to wait slowly, but soon another group of people hurried in from outside the warehouse.

More and more people came to follow up, and many people joined in the cracking process, and some emergency manuals began to be read and photographed by special personnel. And a middle-aged woman with an ordinary appearance 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.

"Your appearance is indeed very similar to that big star." The middle-aged woman also smiled, which can be regarded as a closer relationship, which is convenient for conversation.

"I was that big star." Zhou Qingfeng was also tired of pretending, so he simply took off his hat and big sunglasses. Although he said this in a low voice, the entire safe house was very quiet. Everyone heard the sound and looked over, but immediately turned their heads and stopped paying attention.

The middle-aged woman who took the initiative to ask questions was a little surprised,

She looked back at Xiao Jinlang. Xiao Jinlang was also very helpless to Zhou Qingfeng's way of revealing his identity casually, but he could only slightly nod to the middle-aged woman to express that it was true.

"People with insufficient security level are not allowed to enter again." The middle-aged woman obviously had an extraordinary status, and immediately after she gave the order, someone re-issued the order over the radio. And she herself smiled at Zhou Qingfeng again: "I really didn't expect it, but I will be your fan from now on."

"Actually, I never thought about becoming a star." Zhou Qingfeng smiled wryly, spread his hands and said, "Let's talk about the nuclear submarine. How can I make a nuclear submarine move? I need it to drive at least ten kilometers, but I do not know what to do?"

"You don't have an assistant?"

"I have a crew that maintains the reactor, but they also don't know anything about how to operate a nuclear submarine. The submarine is currently docked next to a jetty, and I have to move it out of the port."

Zhou Qingfeng asked for a piece of paper, and drew the location of the docked Georgia and the surrounding situation, "I only have five tugboats with low horsepower, but the tugboat speed is too slow to be ignored, and once I start to move , it is best to get that submarine ten kilometers away from the dock within an hour."

"Is the main reactor working properly?"

"normal."

"Is the weapon system normal?"

"Probably normal, no one touches them."

...

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

And at the end of the questioning, the horse worker in charge of cracking the cracking work suddenly cursed "Damn" in a low voice. This sound attracted everyone's attention. The middle-aged woman rushed forward and asked, "Failed to crack?"

"No, the cracking went smoothly. We have formal identity authorization, and the mainframe works normally. I'm scolding the Americans. Their database is too rich, it's a super treasure.

Look at this, this is the voiceprint database. It contains records of almost all submarines known in the world, including the o93 and o94 nuclear submarines that we have just launched. Where the bastards got it from, we had no idea. "

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

Ma Gong quickly laughed again after scolding, "Hahaha..., there are Akula-class, Borei-class, and Maozi's submarine voiceprints here, which are more powerful than what we have in our hands." complete.

God, there are also Americans' own voiceprints here, all of the 62 "Los Angeles" attack nuclear submarines have voiceprints, as well as the "Ohio" class, "Sea Wolf" class, and "Virginia" class, all of them are there.

We have not collected all these data all the time. It is extremely difficult to collect a ship, but now we can do it all at once. The Americans are about to vomit blood now, and the situation of their entire underwater nuclear strike force is in our hands. If the Americans dare to scurry towards our underwater monitoring network in the future, I promise to catch them. "

Ma Gong was dancing with joy, and the whole cracking team was also excited and encouraged by the smooth progress of the matter. After laughing, everyone looked at Zhou Qingfeng again. No one would have thought that the world's top star would do such a good job as a spy secretly. (To be continued.) 8 For more exciting novels, welcome to visit our Reading Academy