In reality, those tanks still can't drive, and the artillery shells, missiles, radar rockets still can't be used normally. Do not worry. Martin went to find Guangmingding: "Now I have cleaned up all the programs, please write the new programs again with your team, and we can use them normally."
Guangmingding looked up at Martin, and he also felt a little incredible: Unexpectedly, Xiao Bai, who knew nothing about computer viruses a week ago, suddenly became an intermediate expert? You must know that these weapon combat procedures are top secrets. The engineers of ordinary weapon production companies do not have the authority to "format" them, so they just "flash" them like a mobile phone! Unless the company boss personally authorizes it.
Who would have thought that Martin, an outsider, would paint all these weapons into whiteboards!
Guangmingding contacted the company's top management again, asking for authorization to rewrite the drivers for these weapons, so that the tank cannons can be fired again.
But who knows, as soon as the new program is started, those viruses will come again. They can't kill at all. It seems that it has been integrated into the blood of the weapon and the soil under the feet. If you want to activate the weapon, those viruses will come alive together. You're dead, maybe it's not dead yet.
These viruses are too tenacious and powerful.
Martin seemed to hear the virus maker laughing. Mande was hiding behind those viruses, gently showing a few proud white teeth: "Baby, do you think our think tanks are all idle? Bai, can you clean up all my viruses in a week? I'm too incompetent!"
Martin also lost his temper. This time he didn't blame Guangmingding experts any more. He had already experienced the power of the virus and knew the difficulty of it. If he blamed others, it would be better to work hard himself.
So, he dived into the textbook again, frantically absorbing the knowledge of computer viruses, and he already had a very high IQ, and he had enough connections during college, so he soon found a new solution, waiting for him Shushu raised his head, and accidentally found that in the mirror, most of his hair had turned white. But in thirteen days, most of his black hair has turned into silver threads.
Martin didn't care about these, and immediately brought his new weapon into the virtual world again. What he brought this time were some "Trojan virus" applets. Make poison with poison.
After seeing those worms again this time, instead of killing them, I planted my Trojan horse on them. After these Trojan horses arrived on the worm, they quickly began to reproduce frantically. Gradually, the entire body of those worms became a parasite for Trojan horses. There were more and more Trojan horses, and the worms were controlled and died soon.
These Trojan horses are also constantly spreading, and they are extremely smart, only parasitic on foreign worms, and will not infect other healthy programs. One pass two, two pass four. Four to eight, spread at a geometric speed. It didn't seem fast at first, and after more than ten hours, all weapon systems had been transformed and the bodies of all worms had been taken over.
It took another day and night, the entire worm was completely killed, and all weapons had returned to normal. Tanks and armored vehicles start normally. Radar navigation is in normal use, and the test firing of artillery shells and missiles is accurate.
A herald came to ask Martin for instructions: "Now all our weapons are in normal use, so the general ordered, when will we launch an attack?"
Martin stared at his bloodshot eyes, shaking involuntarily: "Wait a minute, I'm really sleepy." At this time, he hadn't closed his eyes for three days and four nights, and had been working under high tension. In the past three or four days, he has actually completed the learning progress of others for three or four years. Of course he was extremely tired.
After saying this, he almost had no energy left to go back to the bed. After taking two steps, he fell headlong on the floor, unable to sleep. When he woke up, it was already an afternoon after two days and one night.
In the computer virtual world, Mande led his hacker army to retreat, and Chen Erdan gave him more than fifteen days to stop him. Up to now, it is already the afternoon of the eighteenth day. He can also be regarded as successfully completing the task, and can retreat unscathed.
After Martin woke up, he washed up, put on his military uniform, and regained his energy. Looking in the mirror, the white-haired young man frowned, "What is white hair? I'm still very young. After this battle, our Flying Fish Country will be the hegemon in Southeast Asia." He has already begun to plan the new situation after the war.
Just at this time, someone outside called for a report, and his secretary came in.
Martin frowned: "There is going to be a war right now, what are you doing here? Let's put aside the Nanyang affairs first, and I will deal with it after two or three days."
The secretary said: "It seems that this battle can't be won, the king sent someone to convey some important matters!"
Martin was taken aback"My father sent here? Is there any urgent business?" Since he came to Feiyu South Island, he has rarely contacted the country because he knows that his father is not good at war and other things. It is easy to talk about war to him. Under his command, he was restrained everywhere. So I often report good news but not bad news. If you play well, go back and say good luck: "Everything went well!"
When you can't play well, don't talk about it first. If so, oil shares will also be affected. He couldn't afford to mess with his young mother.
His father, Feiyu Wang, was very reassuring about his eldest son, and rarely asked about his affairs in the South Island on weekdays, so why did he suddenly send someone here today. Martin was uneasy, so he followed the secretary to the reception room outside.
In the reception room, two palace masters, the personal entourage of his father Flying Fish King, stood by the conference table, and a young man sat in the middle. Martin saw that his face was familiar at first glance, but he couldn't remember who it was. Just as he was wondering, the young man stood up and took the initiative to shake hands with him: "General Martin, Minister of the South Island, Flying Fish His Majesty's eldest prince, right? I've been waiting for him for a long time!"
Martin was at a loss. It seemed that the other party knew him well, but he knew nothing about this young man. While shaking hands politely, he looked back at the secretary: "Who is he?"
The secretary said softly: "He is the envoy sent by His Majesty. According to him, he is the owner of Flying Fish Island, and I'm not sure, let him introduce himself."
Chen Erdan sat back on his seat again, raised his legs and smiled: "By the way, I am the owner of Flying Fish Island, and I am also the chairman and largest shareholder of your Nandao Petroleum Company. To put it simply, this area is full of My territory." As he spoke, he pointed at the Flying Fish South Island behind him and drew a circle, which of course included the b20 island where Martin is now. Because this was originally an affiliated island of Flying Fish Island.
Of course, Martin refused to believe it. He calmed down and sneered: "You are so brave to pretend to be the king and come here to swindle. I think you are a spy sent by the enemy. I didn't expect you to be able to use the king's name." Come up with such a clumsy trick to deceive me. Come on!" (Remember the website address of this website: www.hlnovel.com