The officer paused for a moment after he finished speaking, then turned to look at Jiang Chen with a probing look in his eyes.
"Is your system intelligent enough to make its own decisions, or have you already prepared a strategy?"
Before he could finish his words, the confused red and blue teams pushed the door open. They were all soldiers who had been secretly training in this training ground which seemed to have difficult conditions but actually concentrated the country's highest level of technology. To be selected to come here, they must have extraordinary strength.
Since they joined the army, they have never won/lost in such a strange and confusing way.
"Report!" The captains of the blue team and the red team stood still at the same time and saluted in unison. "The exercise is over. All members of the blue team and the red team return to their teams!"
"Thank you for your hard work. Take a rest."
The action changed to standing cross-legged, and the two captains were no longer as serious as before. The captain of the red team could not wait to ask the question that had troubled him since the beginning of the play: "Why did the command center give inconsistent instructions? First, they asked us to ambush, and then sent out scouts one after another. As a result, not only did we fail to determine the enemy's position, but we were annihilated one by one by the enemy's snipers. Under such circumstances, they still issued reconnaissance orders again and again. I suspect that the command center has seriously neglected its duty this time!"
After losing the match in such a humiliating way, the captain of the Red Team could hardly hold his head up in front of the Blue Team during future training. He couldn't swallow this humiliation and was even more unwilling to suffer in silence due to his hot temper. The responsibility and dissatisfaction in his tone hit the headquarters head-on. If he hadn't taken into consideration that the chief and the leader were all here, he would probably have pointed at the people in the headquarters and cursed them.
The people in the command center felt wronged. If they used their brains, they knew that they could not have issued such an order, but they had to suffer this loss. In order to cope with the high-tech battles that might happen in the future, this hidden foreign military simulation force used the method of coordinated operations between the command center and the squad from the beginning of the establishment of the team. Only when the two sides are combined together can they become a real team.
The people in the command center are not fixed. In addition to combat, strategic deployment and military acumen are indispensable for the soldiers of the special forces, so soldiers are rotated every time they contact the command center. In order to cooperate in combat as tacitly as possible, in the training ground and during training, complete obedience to the command center's orders becomes the first rule they remember and engrave into their bones from the first day of training.
Obeying orders is a soldier's duty, and for soldiers in foreign military simulation units, this requirement is supplemented by obeying the orders of the headquarters.
Regardless, the Red Team did receive orders from the headquarters, and when their systems were cut off or even when their opponents issued false orders, they were unable to fight back, which was their dereliction of duty.
It turned out that Jiang Chen had no intention of really using tactics to fight the war from the beginning. As a system developer, even if he had really stayed in the army for a few years, he could not really become an expert in tactical deployment, otherwise he would not have stayed in the research institute but joined the army.
His initial instructions for the Yangtze River were to use electronic warfare and cyber warfare.
After Changjiang and other members of the Red Team issued the first few correct commands, they cut off the opponent's radio communications, making their commands ineffective, and then pretended that everything was normal. The Red Team commander continued to issue commands, but all his commands would be intercepted by Changjiang halfway, and then false commands would be sent to the Red Team.
The Red Team acted according to the false order, and ran into the Blue Team's sniper range to die. The Red Team's command center was shocked and angry after seeing it on the big screen, and issued orders again, but the other side still did not act according to the orders. At this time, they finally realized that someone was playing tricks.
But even though they knew it was Jiang Chen who was causing trouble, the exercise was still going on and they could only wait anxiously. They didn't know whether they should be thankful that the waiting time was not long. After the members of the Red Team died one by one, even the armored vehicle connected to the command network automatically opened the door, allowing the Blue Team to win a great victory without any effort.
A young and energetic commander couldn't suppress his anger and said in a low voice: "Despicable."
When Jiang Chen heard it, he looked in the direction of the voice and was slightly stunned when he saw the soldiers still had somewhat childish faces. He did not feel sorry, but he was an "old man" who had lived three lifetimes and had the Yangtze River in his hands. When he competed with these soldiers, the oldest of whom was no more than 25 years old, he felt guilty as if he was bullying a child.
He blinked and wanted to say something, but the officer standing next to him had already glanced over and looked directly at the soldier who had just spoken, and asked: "Do you think that because you lost, the other party was despicable?"
The soldier didn't expect the commander to ask a direct question, but he straightened his back, stood up and said with his neck stiff, "He cut off our system and falsely transmitted orders. If this isn't despicable, what is?"
The officer snorted coldly: "Go to the battlefield and ask the people in our military research department whether the new stealth aircraft is despicable, and whether the nuclear weapons developed by the institute with great effort are despicable. As a soldier, you can't even accept the failure of the exercise and accept the newly developed weapons. What kind of soldier are you?"
These words were very harsh, especially in front of so many people. The soldier's flushed face turned pale little by little, and his hands at his sides clenched into fists. Shame and embarrassment alternated on his face, and he slowly lowered his head.
Jiang Chen swallowed the words he wanted to say. Forget it. They wanted to regard the Yangtze River's method of cutting off enemy communications as a weapon, and they couldn't finish their explanation of the security mistake.
"And you!" Jiang Chen didn't say anything, but the officer's instruction didn't end. He swept his eyes over every soldier present, serious and majestic: "Our country is developing every day, and technology and weapons are changing with each passing day. What is this for? It is to protect the peace of the motherland and to give you more protection in battle!"
"Every detail on the battlefield will become a direct factor in determining success or failure. In the past, it was a bullet and a knife, but now it is the gap in military strength between the enemy and us. What is the basis for this gap? It is technology and weapons! Let me ask you, if one day, the system that just commanded the Blue Team appears on the battlefield, and we can repel the enemy without losing a single soldier, and we can defend our borders and our allies, would you think it is despicable?"
Most of the people caught by the officer's gaze lowered their heads in shame. They were only angry about the exercise that ended dramatically like a play, but they never thought about how powerful a secret weapon this dramatic exercise would be if it were placed in an international war.
If they have the system used in today's exercise, they will be able to reverse control the enemy in the future as long as they use weapons connected to the computer system. Most of the weapons connected to the computer system are the most powerful secret weapons of various countries.
The scene in their minds appeared where the enemy country was firing laser cannons but suddenly found that they could not activate the turrets and were running around in panic. Just thinking about it made their blood boil and they looked at Jiang Chen - the computer next to him with a scorching gaze.
Jiang Chen felt the "enthusiastic" gazes of the soldiers, and instead of feeling uncomfortable, he felt a little nostalgic. In the interstellar era, whenever a new type of weapon or mecha appeared, the soldiers would be so fanatical and excited.
Sure enough, no matter how the times change, some enthusiasm will never change.
"Jiang--" The officer turned to Jiang Chen, and considering that he had no position, he changed his address to a more respectful word: "Sir."
Jiang Chen was used to being addressed like this, and didn't think there was anything wrong with it, so he said, "Please go ahead."
"How about we move to the conference room to talk?" The officer was obviously not used to speaking like this, but facing the handsome young man in front of him, he couldn't bring himself to say those blunt and vulgar words, and for a moment he used the tone that only an old man serving at home would use.
When Jiang Chen heard his tone, he felt something strange, but he couldn't figure out what was strange, so he could only nod and follow him.
In the conference room, besides the old man and Mr. Xiang who had remained silent from the beginning to the end of the performance, there were also two unfamiliar old men and two middle-aged men wearing epaulettes. They all looked quite old. Even the officer who walked in side by side with Jiang Chen was definitely a junior among these people, not to mention Jiang Chen.
The officer saw who was present, his pupils shrank, and he shouted "Report" loudly.
Jiang Chen politely glanced at several people he didn't know but who were obviously very important. After nodding slightly, he greeted the two he knew: "Grandpa Zou, Grandpa Xiang."
Hearing Jiang Chen's address, some people present were slightly surprised and turned to look at the old man at the top.
The old man seemed not to notice other people's gazes. He smiled and nodded to Jiang Chen, saying kindly, "Come and sit down. We are ready to start the meeting."
Jiang Chen and the officer sat down at the same time - the conference room was not large, and there were only two seats left, so the two knew where to sit without even looking.
However, what surprised Jiang Chen was that he was sitting in the second seat to the left of the main seat, which was below Mr. Xiang.
The seating arrangement in the conference room was very particular. Even in the interstellar era, some underlying rules still existed. In Jiang Chen's opinion, no matter how powerful his Changjiang was, it was not appropriate for him to sit in such a position before he had really produced results, not to mention that he did not have any position at all.
But the people present seemed to think that he should sit there, and did not even show any surprise at his sitting down. Most of the looks they gave him were filled with kindness and peace.
"Xiao Jiang." The old man at the top spoke up, saying kindly, "Tell us what functions your Yangtze River has, what it can do now, and how much of its capabilities it can maintain within its maximum radiation range after successful development."
Jiang Chen raised his eyes and saw Mr. Xiang standing beside him with a calm demeanor. It seemed that Mr. Xiang had explained a lot about the Yangtze River to the old man in the past period of time.
"If the development of the hosting server goes smoothly, the Yangtze River can radiate to all places where signal receiving towers are built. In terms of security protection, different security levels can be set, such as civilian level and military level, as well as the level of ordinary databases and special databases. Depending on the level, the server level required for the coverage area will also be different."
After digesting Jiang Chen's words, the old man asked, "Do you have a direction for server development?"
"Yes." Jiang Chen nodded: "But I'm not an engineer, I can only provide some principles. It may take a long time from development to results."
An old man in military uniform asked, "How long?"
"I can't be sure." Jiang Chen spoke the truth. As a software developer, no matter how good he was, it was impossible for him to know everything about hardware. When he was in the Federation, there were no less than two hundred people in the Yangtze River R&D Center, and the groups were very clear. As the person in charge of the system, even if there were necessary debugging and discussions, they only revolved around the operating speed of the system, and he knew nothing about the server.
Today, Changjiang can run on his notebook, all thanks to his excellent memory. At that time, he had seen the portable servers made by researchers in the server group for the convenience of simpler and clearer research. Although the process was complicated, the materials were relatively simple, so Jiang Chen remembered most of it after seeing it many times.
But even so, this crude version of the simple server was produced by Jiang Chen after countless failed experiments. Moreover, once the attack and defense system is turned on, the usage time varies according to the level. The highest level of defense and attack can only support 30 minutes at most. Fortunately, the information warfare and the previous exercise only need to open the lowest level. In this way, Jiang Chen can go through two tests with this laptop that spends less time on the server than when connected to a computer.
However, Jiang Chen's answer made another old man in military uniform who was not very knowledgeable dissatisfied.
"Isn't this what you're researching? You don't even know how long it will take to succeed?"
Without Jiang Chen saying anything, Mr. Xiang said coldly, "He is a software developer. You ask him how long it will take to make hardware. You might as well ask yourself, if you can box, can you dance? How good are you at ballet?"
Directly asking a man in his sixties whether he can dance and what type of dance he chooses is ballet is really explosive.
However, no one present was surprised. It was no secret that Mr. Xiang and the general in front of him were not on good terms. However, the two had been arguing from youth to old age, and it was just a verbal argument.
Sure enough, the old man in military uniform just snorted coldly, looking like he was too lazy to argue with him.
Seeing this, Jiang Chen smiled and took over the conversation, saying, "Although I cannot predict how long the development of the server will take, it does not mean that the Yangtze River cannot operate. The simple server I have currently made can carry the Yangtze River for a period of time. With this simple server, I believe that the scientists in the engineering department should be able to get inspiration more easily."
In fact, the old man just asked this question out of habit. He usually spoke in this tone to his subordinates and descendants. He did not realize his problem when he opened his mouth, but after being confronted by his old rival, he realized belatedly that his temper just now should not have been directed at the young man in front of him.
Seeing that he obviously didn't care about his unprofessional question just now, but instead explained it gently and patiently from another perspective, which not only saved his face, but also gave him a way out and diverted everyone's attention, the old man couldn't help but have a better impression of Jiang Chen.
"Do you have any requirements for the researchers in the scientific research team?" A square-faced middle-aged man who had been silent looked at Jiang Chen and spoke with a bit of majesty in his tone: "I heard that you are planning to open a company to cooperate with the research institute. Where are you going to find people for the scientific research team?"
Jiang Chen answered one by one: "I hope to personally select each collaborator. The current plan is to set up a team of twelve people a day, six of whom will specialize in the server, and the other five will work with me to further develop the Yangtze River. I will try my best to select researchers within the establishment of the National Institute and the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Other researchers who have signed contracts with the company will also be hired after national verification."
Jiang Chen's considerations were almost exhaustive. He methodically explained and soothed every detail and possible concerns of the people present. Even the old man sitting at the top felt that this plan was the most feasible and most acceptable plan for the institute to cooperate with a company that was both private and state-owned.
"I heard you're still in your third year of high school." The thin middle-aged man wearing gold-rimmed glasses, who looked more elegant than the square-faced man, said, "If the R&D team and project are established, can you ensure that you can carry out your studies and research at the same time?"
This question had been asked to Jiang Chen more than once when he entered the 17th Institute. When he heard it again, he still gave the same answer.
“I can handle everything.”
The thin-cheeked middle-aged man nodded, not knowing whether he believed it or not. He did not continue the question, but asked: "Are you planning to go to Yan University or Huazhong University of Science and Technology for college?" There was a firmness in his tone, and there was no hesitation at all about the possibility that Jiang Chen might choose other schools or fail to get into Huazhong University of Science and Technology.
“Department of Computer Science, Yanda University.”
A smile appeared on the thin man's face: "That's my alma mater. You made a good choice."
A light snort came from his ear. Every time Mr. Xiang thought about the fact that Jiang Chen did not choose the Department of Mathematics at Huazhong University, he was still unhappy, even if Jiang Chen did not bring up this matter.
Jiang Chen felt helpless, but he had nothing to say.
The thin man continued, "If you are at Yanda, you can do research and study at the same time. Yanda has always had examples of undergraduate students entering the graduate school in advance to participate in research. After you apply, you only need to take important exams every semester and complete the required credits."
Jiang Chen had heard of this before, but a big reason why he chose Yan University was its basic computer courses. He did not intend to just pass the exam to get a diploma. However, the elder in front of him said this to him obviously with good intentions, so even if he did not intend to do so, he still thanked him.
"It's not just Yanda that can do this, you can also take the national defense exam." The old man in military uniform glanced at the thin man, not wanting to continue the topic, and said to Jiang Chen: "The research and development of Changjiang will become a state-level secret. From now on, your food, clothing, housing and transportation will be closely monitored, including your parents. People will also be arranged to protect you. In addition to the researchers, these people who protect you at any time can also be selected by you. I tell you this because I hope you will be prepared. Your life may be turned upside down in the future."
Jiang Chen has long been accustomed to a life where he is protected at all times. Although he sometimes feels constrained in the Federation, it is this tight protection that has allowed him to survive many assassinations and open attacks, so he naturally does not reject it.
Hearing the old man's reminder, which seemed like a warning but was actually a preventive measure, Jiang Chen nodded: "Thank you, I will be ready."
The old man frowned. What on earth was there in what he just said that was worth thanking for?
This kid is smart, but his character is too soft. When he selects the entourage, he will have to let his old subordinates insert the best seedlings under their command. He must choose people from his most elite subordinates to protect him so that people can feel at ease.
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