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."Everybody else is running around trying to work the problem.What the hellare you doing just sitting there?""Working the problem, Lieutenant," the sergeant said, not bothering to lookup."And I gotta start somewhere.So gimme your laptop."* * *Richard frowned at the incoming packet.The packet alleged to be a jpg, but itwas clearly corrupted.Page 218 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlHowever, when the "corruption" was analyzed, it turned out to be a shortcommunique from the nice sergeant in Huntsville.The nice, apparently veryclever, sergeant.Richard finished reading the data and then smiled.Any of his former studentswho had seen that smile would have dropped his class abruptly.And probablyleft town, taken an assumed name in a foreign country and tried very hardnever to be noticed.Richard had never considered being a soldier.But it appeared that he had justbeen recruited.On the other hand, it was a war that he was both predisposed to and capable offighting.He flexed his fingers and for just a moment wondered how clever he really was.He finally decided that he was clever enough.And if not, there was always thebrute force approach.There were other clever people left in the world.Presumably a computer couldnot disconnect itself.* * *Dick looked up as a harried Dr.Reynolds ran into the room."IBot transmitter computer?" Roger asked."Clean as far as I know," Simone replied."I pulled the connections before theserver that it's hooked to got corrupted.Is it still transmitting?""I think so," Roger said."It's still clean," Dick replied."If these bastards got in it it wouldn't betransmitting.""Good," Roger said, running out of the room."Everyone rushing about," Dick said, shaking his head."Don't they knowthere's a war on?" He hit"Enter" and leaned back.All four of the attacking programs that he'd found sofar had certain bits of data loaded into them.Most of the data was what to doin the event that they were discovered.But they also were supposed to reportback on what they found.As far as Simone could tell, he'd prevented that.However, the data told them where to report back.Intelligence flows two ways.And there were still lots of people on Earth whocould do something with things like the electronic location of one of theprobes' master computers and information on what protocols it expected wheninformation was being sent in.And the difference between information andsabotage in the computer world was.very, very small.With one click of a keystoke, Dick had just sent the data to all of them."You wanna play games, motherfucker? I'm a master of playing games."* * *"General, the probes are coming live again," the lieutenant said,breathlessly."Not all of them, but quite a few.We're engaging them as theyapproach, but we can't get all of them.Some of them are headed for theantenna farm.Others are hitting places further down the mountain.""They're taking out the IBot transmitters," the J-2 said."At a guess.We'vegot transmitters lower down the slopes as well as the main transmitter up onthe hill.And bots scattered in the minefield.""Some of them are blowing up down there, but not all," the lieutenant added."The big brains on their side are overcoming the IBot transmission, somehow,"Riggs said, shaking his head."We need somebody down here who understands theelectronic assault field.Can we jam them?""I can try," the J-2 said."But if they're working from short range we mightnot be able to step on their signal.And if they're using contact it won'twork at all.I'll have to physically go up to the antenna park and set it tojam.""Go," the general said."Run."* * *Page 219 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlRoger stopped at the top of the stairs and panted for just a second.Amongother things, the elevators were out.And what with everything that had beengoing on the last few months, he hadn't gotten much time to work out.The antenna farm had a small maintenance shed with its own computer for localtesting and maintenance.It was padlocked, but Roger had brought a skeletonkey in the form of a crowbar.In a few seconds he was sitting at the computer.He jacked in the USB drive and pulled out the program, then went looking forthe Lola program.The Lola system was hooked into the 1.4 Ghz transmitter program.Roger frownedfor a moment, then simply pulled it out and dropped in the Megiddo program.As he was initializing the transmission, the J-2 burst through the door."Who the hell pulled the lock off the door?" the angry lieutenant colonelasked."Me?" Roger replied, spinning around in the chair."Deputy Secretary ofDefense Reynolds?""Oh," the colonel replied, abashed."Sorry, sir.But the general wants me tostart jamming the bots.They're beating the IBot system.""I just replaced it," Roger replied, looking out the window."As a deputysecretary of defense, Iknow that I'm not supposed to be involved in something directly operational.But as Dr.Reynolds, would you mind if I overrode the general's ordertemporarily to see if this works?"Uh." the colonel said then paused."Go for it.""Going for it," Roger said, smiling
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