The black Lincoln continent drove out of Ronald Reagan Washington International Airport. While it started, four black Cadillac cars drove out one after another. Four police motorcycles appeared from some corner and instantly formed a huge team and drove along the airport highway to downtown Washington.

"Andrews Air Force Base is nine miles east of us."

In Army One, President Reagan handed Alice a bottle of Coke: "The base is named to commemorate Frank Maxwell Andrews, one of the founders of the US Air Force."

Reagan, who was seventy-five years old at the time, still had short black hair. His rough appearance easily reminded people of Brezhnev in the Soviet Union, but the achievements of the two were far different.

"The current mission of this base is to provide rapid response capabilities to emergencies and emergencies that seriously endanger national security and support the Aerospace Expeditionary Force. Its aviation force is the first echelon in defending the White House, and the Air Force One and Air Force Two are parked at the base when the US President travels."

As he said that, he drank a sip of champagne with a crystal-colored color and used a standard champagne glass: "At the same time, if a foreign head of state visits Washington, DC, their planes usually land there."

Seeing Alice listening to herself seriously, when the convoy started to slow down before it drove far, he smiled and said, "Do you know why I told you this?"

Alice sipped a little Coke: "The strong external military strength is the guarantee that the United States can establish its global hegemony, but when the enemy comes from the invisible world, even Andrews, who is close to the White House, may not be able to protect the security of the country."

"That's right, that's what it means!"

While talking, the convoy stopped after only a short distance because their destination was indeed only about a mile away from the airport.

"Come on, Alice."

When the special service member opened the door, Reagan made a gesture to her: "Let's get out of the car and talk!"

For ordinary people outside, the Pentagon is a very mysterious place, especially for those who are used to watching Hollywood main melody action blockbusters, this five-pointed star-like building is simply the command center of the world. If some movies add science fiction plots and near-future elements, then its command center is like the future world, full of a sense of majesty.

But in fact, that's it.

After all, in the final analysis, this is an old house built as early as 1943.

Alice followed President Panson all the way forward, with the busy corridors paving with sound-silenced carpets everywhere. It was fine for men, but Alice focused on everyone wearing uniforms. Although this place was not the White House, female interns and other people have always been very worthy of gossip.

Then, they came to a conference room.

"I'll introduce it to you."

Reagan strode in, facing more than a dozen people who had already sat at the table, he reached out to Alice and said, "Alice-Wang, the owner of Cisco Systems, and Microsoft shareholders."

He patted the girl on the shoulder and smiled: "Then these, Secretary of Defense Casper Weinberg, FBI Director William Webster, CIA Director William Casey, and National Security Director Dominic Follyer."

The four men sitting in the front row nodded to Alice in turn, but Reagan did not introduce the few people behind him in turn, but Alice could see clearly that they were obviously high-level figures inside the Pentagon.

"Hello everyone."

Faced with these senior figures who would be scary when they said it, Alice nodded vigorously: "It's an honor to meet everyone. Where is my seat?"

"Today, you will be the chief, and we are all listeners."

Reagan looked at the girl with a smile and patted the chief of the oval long table: "I'll just find a seat next to you."

When Alice sat down, she could hardly wait, Secretary of Defense Weinberg said: "Alice, I won't say much nonsense. Is this invasion of ibm as long as there are programmers who have passed the technical level?"

Alice sighed softly.

At this moment, she felt a little emotional no matter what.

Because of my own existence, this world has really been accelerated a lot.

Take a look at Cisco in history. As of March 1986, it should have just launched the world's first router. But now, with its complete product quality in the 1990s, the company has easily occupied a large blank market on the West Coast, and has gradually blossomed on the East Coast, which has only been two years.

Think about it, Cisco was listed in history in 1990, with an annual profit of about $69 million. Now, Alice, who just looked at the annual report of last year, knows that its revenue in the entire 1985 years has reached 28 million.

One is 69 million in four years, one is 28 million in two years, one is listed in 1990, and the other is established only two years ago as of May 1986.

Then now, it was only two years before she could truly develop her career. She could already sit here and talk about things with these people.

Although there is something wrong with this...

"As soon as I heard Mr. Weinberg's question, I felt like a layman."

After hearing the question from the Secretary of Defense, Alice put her elbows on the desktop: "Remote computer intrusion through the network is of course required by programmers who pass the technical level to operate. If the other party does not have a programmer with a similar level in front of the computer, or there is no software used to prevent network intrusion in the computer, it will definitely be effortless to intrude."

Such words easily changed everyone's face.

Weinberg took a deep breath: "That is to say, all computers in the world are in a state where they may be invaded by program experts at any time!?"

This is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying problem. You should know that nowadays, anyone with a discerning eye can see that global Internetization is only a matter of time. After all, the production efficiency it brings is really amazing. At the same time, personal computers have been launched for several years, and the popularity of enterprises using computers will rise sharply. It is conceivable how much business confidential information is stored in it.

Therefore, if a programmer with a high level can easily invade any connected computer, that potential crisis is especially reminiscent of the Soviet Union, which is a lean camel that is bigger than a horse, even though the sun sets at this time, and the lean camel is bigger than a horse...

But as soon as Weinberg finished speaking, William Casey, the director of Cia, who was sitting not far away, spoke: "Theoretical view of Minister Weinberg can indeed be understood this way, but now, most skilled programmers are technical madmen and generally do not engage in network intrusion. Alice, do you think I'm analyzing this way?"

Alice nodded vigorously: "Although computers have existed for a long time, the Internet has just emerged in recent years. Many people with excellent skills have indeed not realized that they can do this. Even if some intrusions occur, they are often just the personal behavior of naughty geeks..."

"But it will appear sooner or later, right?"

William Casey strengthened his tone: "It's like ibm's behavior."

"Yes, I actually didn't expect it to appear so quickly..."

Alice lowered her head, and her voice became weaker, and she looked like a kind girl witnessing the ugly reality, so that her pure and flawless heart was greatly hurt.

So, with the addition of the two of her head and the voice, no one saw the smile quietly rising from the corner of her mouth.

"It's OK, Alice, isn't that the main purpose of our sitting here now?"

The man who spoke, Dominic Folly, was a man who was not very good-looking, but was the director of the National Security Agency, and the man who made Alice raise her head immediately.

The National Security Agency, nsa.

This is the largest intelligence department in the US government agency, even more so than CIA. It is specialized in collecting and analyzing foreign and domestic communications. It is affiliated to the US Department of Defense, also known as the National Secret Service. It was established in 1952 in accordance with a secret order from President Truman.

If so, CIA's main task is to openly and secretly collect and analyze intelligence about foreign governments, companies and individuals in politics, culture, science and technology, and coordinate the activities of other domestic intelligence agencies. Then NSA, this masters more funds than CIA, occupies a larger office building than CIA, and employed the world's largest number of mathematics doctors and computer doctors. Its job is to monitor secret communications including radio broadcasting, communications, the Internet, and especially military and diplomatic.

It sounds familiar?

That's right, it's the initiator of the Prism Door Project that Cisco will participate in.

But that happened in 2007. At this time, Cisco was forced to launch the Chinese market, which made Huawei rise, and it has not entered yet.

"Ahem."

So, since Cisco has lost the Chinese market, Director NSA, has spoken, Alice is really not in the mood to pretend to be pitiful again.

"Okay, I know what you are trying to do, I've been thinking about this question these days."

She tidied up her collar and blurted out: "Just install a wall in front of the doors of each computer, isn't that enough?"

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Chapter completed!