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- Bai Zhen and Wang Ning ran through the transmission scheme of the afsk modulated image signal in the simulation experiment. The two clapped their hands excitedly. No one could see the other, so they hit each other on the forehead with a crisp sound. Next The two of them didn't stop for a moment, and immediately transplanted the whole plan to Baiyang and bg4msr's icom725.
Today is Friday, there will be no class tomorrow, Bai Yang risked his life to stay with the gentleman, stayed up until midnight with his father and Uncle Wang.
"privateint[]filter_10khz(int[]data), do you hear me clearly? over."
"Listen clearly."
"Repeat it again, over."
"privateint[]filter_10khz(int[]data)."
Ban Xia lit the lamp, wore earphones, held a pen in his hand, and wrote down all the codes he heard.
They were really talking about the code, and Bai Yang still had a copy of "C#: From Getting Started to Getting Enchanted" in his hand.
Wang Ning and Bai Zhen were sitting on the bed behind him, with a laptop on their laps, and they were checking the code for the last time, which was an oracle given by Huawei's communication experts.
"What code is this?"
"Hmmenvelope detector program."
"Move it up, let's check the transport layer data receiving program again."
"What about the data sending function of the transport layer?"
"Pack them all, pack them!"
The hands of the alarm clock on the table pointed to one o'clock in the morning, Bai Yang rubbed his eyes, yawned, and pulled himself together, God knows if their approach would work, teaching a girl who knew nothing about programming to install the transfer program, There are so many problems here that people feel intensive phobia, Bai Yang has already experienced it¡ªthey have temporarily supplemented bg4msr with basic programming knowledge in the past two days. , that Bai Zhen Wang Ning wished to pull the little girl out of the radio, sit two-on-one to teach exercises, and pass all their decades of amateur radio profound knowledge to bg4msr, let her three flowers gather on her head to smoke, let her Like Xu Zhu's 70-year skill increase overnight.
It's a pity that knowledge can't be transferred palm to palm, neither knowledge nor IQ, it's a pity, if it works, Duanyu's Beiming magic skill and Xingxiu old fairy's star-absorbing method can attract others Being mentally handicapped, this should be the number one magical skill in martial arts, and those who get caught are all stupid, isn't it frightening?
"Is carriage return next? bg4mxh? bg4mxh?"
The girl's voice pulled Bai Yang back from his wild thoughts.
Bai Yang blinked his eyes, it was really late at night, and his mind started to feel confused.
"That's right, it's carriage return, over."
Ban Xia marked a carriage return on the paper, and then started a new line. It is a good habit to record all the information on the paper, and you can turn it out and check it again at any time.
To be precise, this is called a task log. Every step is recorded, and every step has traces to follow, so that the source of the problem can be quickly determined after a problem occurs.
"statuschart1.value=re10(i);"
"statuschart1.vvalue?"
"Yes, value."
In front of Banxia is a heavy icom725 amateur radio station. On the left side of the radio station is a heavier crt monitor and an old yellowish white plastic keyboard. The messy cables are finally gathered to the industrial control board hanging on the wall next to the window. There are black, blue, red, white and gray cables plugged into the connectors on the motherboard, and red and blue LED lights glow in the dimly lit room. These bulky old electronic junks take up almost all the space on the table, Like high and low square mountains, only a small area is left to spread the paper. The girl is wrapped in them, and she can't see anyone when she buries her head.
Half a month ago, Banxia would not have believed that she could do all this. Look at these complicated electronic components, look at these messy cables and adapters, did she really do it?
Did she really use a lot of electronic waste to cobble together a set of hyperspace image communication system?
"privatevoiddatasendthread()."
"privatevoiddatasendthread()"
"while (true)."
"What is this?" Ban Xia asked.
"Send the code." Bai Yang replied.
"Will it succeed this time?" Ban Xia asked.
Bai Yang hesitated for a moment, "This time it should be reliable. The code was not written by my father, but by an invited expert, which is much better than my father."
In fact, he has no idea. The code may be fine, but the problem is not limited to the code.
Ban Xia copied all the codes on paper, the code itself is actually very simple.?? All modules add up to less than 400 lines.
Another letter was typed into the motherboard one by one, and Banxia's two-finger Zen typed at a very fast speed. She confirmed the code with bg4mxh again to ensure that there were no mistakes, and finally took a deep breath.
She sat on a chair and stared at the crt monitor.
"Bg4mxh, I'm about to start."
"good."
Bai Yang turned his head to look at Dad and Uncle Wang behind him, pointed to the radio station, and signaled that the experiment was about to start.
Wang Ning and Bai Zhen nodded in unison.
"Bg4mxh, guess, will it succeed?"
Ban Xia's fingers were hanging on the keyboard.
"meeting."
"Then what should we bet on?" the girl said leisurely.
Bai Yang froze for a moment, "What are you betting on?"
"Whoever loses the bet with her will be called father." Uncle Wang sat behind and said, "You can only bet on this."
"It's a big bet, let's bet on the life and death of seven billion people in the world!" Ban Xia suddenly grinned, and what he said caught Bai Yang unexpectedly, and even made the latter's ass almost jump out of the chair, "If you If you win, you have the lives of seven billion people in the world, and if you lose, they all die."
At this moment, Banxia is like a little devil, holding the remote control in her hand, and the bomb is tied to the earth, and the life of the whole world is in her hands. As long as she presses the remote control, the earth will be blown up. People will be killed, and the life and death of all human beings is just a matter of her thoughts, but she wants to play a game. The little devil finds a young earthman and tells him, let's play something? Bet on the life and death of all mankind.
This is really a big gamble.
Ban Xia's face was illuminated by the faint blue light from the crt monitor, she tapped her finger lightly, and there was a "pop" in the silence.
Bai Yang sat on a chair, the channel was silent for a long time, and then a girl's voice came:
"You lost, you failed."
Failed.
running error.
"Because you lost, seven billion people in the world disappeared, and now I am the only one left in this world. Am I keeping my word?"
"I¡¡"
Bai Yang didn't know what to say for a moment.
"Don't worry, they are actually not dead"
Ban Xia reached out to extinguish the desk lamp, turned off the monitor, the light in the room dissipated, and she sat alone in the darkness quietly, there was no moon outside the window, and it was already half past two in the morning.
She raised her head to look at the night sky, and said leisurely:
"They just turned into stars." Genius remembered the address of this site in a second. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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