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(C) 2000 KARsoft
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A story about SPECCY...
Warning:
Everything in the story is fiction.
Any resemblance to real
by people and programs
be considered unintentional and
random.
* * *
Everything ingenious is simple.
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Folk wisdom.
...The flight went wrong from the very beginning.
Immediately after leaving the hypertunnel, my
the tossed COBR was attacked by a flock of SIDE-
WINDERS. Usually, I dealt with themtwo counts, but now they are, before
mix with star dust, yet once
hammered the anti-missile system. Scolding-
After shaking, I flew on. The next pirate
turned out to be ASP. Taking careful aim, I'm on-
started shooting... When he fired immediately
two missiles, I didn’t have time to react. Energy
gia remained only in the last power generation unit
ke. The grinding of enemy lasers was heard,
turned out to be behind for some reason.
tive inscription "ENERGY LOW"...
With another shot the phone rang.
Without looking up from the computer, I grabbed the pipe-
ku:
- Yes-ah!!!
The frightened interlocutor coughed quietly
zero and said hastily:
- Hello, Seryoga. This is Kolyan Kuskov of you
worries. so, how do you live? I heard
he became a teacher. I probably won't get much
eat.
While he was talking, I was already hit, and
The ELITE screensaver started playing on the screen.
- What do you need!?
Kolka realized that the attempt to start accelerating
the thief failed from afar. With a sigh, he
explained the reason for the call:
- You see, here we have some zas-
the backpacks launched the virus.
"Here we have" - city police department -
tion where Kolka worked. Unfortunately it
was located opposite my house.
- What does this have to do with me? Don't you think
what is my work?
- Yes, no,- he was silent for a bit,- You're not
can you neutralize it? - and immediately add
fork - Of course, not free.
- And yourself?
Kolka sniffed into the phone.
- Okay, I'll come now, - I felt sorry for my family.
new police.
Unplugging the cord from the socket, I grabbed the
armful of a computer with a keyboard and a
curled towards the door.
* * *
The last time I came to the police was a year ago
ago, I don’t remember why. Now I'm asleep
showed an interesting picture: on all computers
rah frozen smiling face with sticking out
tongue. The numbers were slowly spinning underneath her:
48.6% ... 48.7%.
- What kind of trick is this? - I askedat Kol-
ki, terribly pleased with my arrival.
He became embarrassed again and muttered:
- Yes... We didn’t understand at first either... This
the goat, it turns out, is downloading our archive.
I chuckled and lowered my SPECTRUM to
the nearest table. By connecting it to a color
SAMSUNG, which they looked at in their free time
work time "overloaded" law enforcement
body organs, I flicked the switch.
The old hard drive creaked loudly,
loading the operation done with his own hands
onku.
- Something really hurts your system on WIN-
DOWS is similar,- said the harmful Kolka.
- Rather, your WINDOWS is similar to my system
mu,- I retorted, - and even then externally. Mine
works faster and without glitches. And you will
argue - deal with your viruses yourself -
mi! - I finally finished him off.
At this time my hands were flying over the keyboard.
tour, searching in the wilds of online catalogs
howlprogram. Finally, I found her in "mu-
trash can" and remembered that a month ago
the ass himself threw it out as unnecessary.
By clicking the mouse on the inscription "Networker", I
sighed contentedly. After a few
seconds, a program window flashed on the screen.
frames.
After opening the case, never screw it
Going away from the system unit, I hooked up the wire to
board protruding from the system connector. Other
I handed the other end of the wire to Kolka:
- Shove it into your phone.
He connected the wire to the telephone socket -
ke.
Some numbers flashed on the screen and
letters.
- First, let's introduce some noise to make it a little
play time, - I said to Kolka, - By the way,
why didn’t you turn off the computers?
- Yes, that’s what we wanted at first, but we have
old "screws" - you can't turn them off without parking
hatch. And we will disconnect them from the phone
they were afraid - once there was a similar case, and
the virus formatted our disks when wethe phone was turned off.
Someone from the gathered crowd muttered
tal:
- They spent a whole month restoring...
Kolka asked:
- Can you determine the address
this goat?
- Why not! - with a feeling of pride-
ty for SPECTRUM I answered, clicking the mouse on
"Caller ID" button.
In the window that appeared, they began to slowly
appear numbers: 3... 5... 1...
When the whole number finally came up, I
downloaded the electronic telephone directory
and entered the required number.
The Winchester creaked pitifully again, and
After a few seconds the address was displayed:
Proletarskaya str., 36, apt. 50 and the surname is hack-
kera.
- Please! - I said, with a magician's gesture
pointing at the screen.
Everyone was bustling around. Kolka sent
task force at the specified address. With them
a local programmer went.
Counter on frozen computer screens
exceeded 80%.
About ten minutes later on the department computers
Leniya's face disappeared and a small one appeared
inscription: "The virus has been neutralized,hacker taken" -
- the police programmer knew his business.
I chatted a little more with Kolka about...
our difficult life and asked the main question -
grew up:
- Well, how are we going to calculate-
sya?
Once again Kolka embarrassedly sucked
sang. After a minute of deep thought, he said
hall:
- You know... Mmmm... Probably right now-
an hour will not work out. We need to compose
act, write a report...
- When? Just for sure! - I decided to part
dot all the i's.
Kolka thought again.
- Yeah... So... Wow! In two weeks.
- How much?
- Well... Not very much... - muttered -
he said and immediately added. - But for you
should be enough.
- Okay, I'll call you later...
I looked at my watch. It's time to collectfight. I grabbed the computer in my arms and...
headed for the door.
Kolka, remembering the gentleman’s rules,
ah, he said goodbye to me politely...
* * *
..."Kra-a-ak. Kra-a-ak." - were heard
creaks. I opened my eyes. Damn, well, you have to -
- fell asleep at the computer. And for ELITE too!
Looking at the radar, I immediately appreciated the position
motion: while I was quietly flying towards the planet and
fell asleep, two Cobras appeared from somewhere,
moreover, clearly with pirate intentions. Again
energy fields creaked, reflecting
blows of the opponents. With a dashing maneuver I deployed
turned the ship towards the enemy. With the next
in one gulp of pirates the inscription flashed on the screen
"E.C.M. System Destroyed." I cursed -
- it started again. Last time it was the law-
it turned out to be very deplorable... Instantly accepting
decision, I sharply turned the ship around
the planet's surface and increased the speed to maximum
Muma.
The enemies clearly did not expect such an outcome and
We were a little taken aback. It gave me a little
advantage...
There was very little left to the planet.
Although the pirates could not catch up with me, they
didn't lag behind. My ship is shaking again
laser strikes...
A minute later the message flashed on the screen
"ENERGY LOW". But there’s still no signal from the station
appeared.
And suddenly, yes, the saving letter S flashed -
zero on the instrument panel. I quickly pressed
docking key, and the screen crawled
life-savingcircles...
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