novelaction Chapter 850 On the other side, the bald eagle was not idle either.
Chapter 850 On the other side, the bald eagle was not idle either.
As for your question, why was Comrade Li able to hand over the C language so quickly?
Well, of course, it's all thanks to the printer.
The C language specification manual, which had been carefully abridged and had removed advanced features such as pointers, had long been burned onto magnetic tapes and quietly distributed to various embassies abroad via encrypted suitcases carried by diplomatic couriers.
Nowadays, almost every one of our embassies abroad keeps one of these in its filing cabinet. With the quiet circulation of second-hand "Big Yellow" computers on the international market, this thing is no longer a secret locked in a safe.
Therefore, in the reception rooms of many embassies and consulates of countries friendly to China, you can always catch a glimpse of a "big yellow" machine quietly sitting in a corner.
Although its powerful network transmission capabilities are largely limited by infrastructure constraints, its ability to clearly and quickly print code and documents on paper is enough to impress visiting local officials and spark much discussion among them.
This series of "technical warm-up" moves was exactly the idea of that "naive kid" Jiang Xia.
After receiving the invitation from the IEC, he studied the IEC's standard-setting process in depth.
After studying the matter, he came to the conclusion that for a technology to become an international standard, it is not enough to simply be advanced and unique. The key is whether it can gain widespread adoption and support from enough member countries to prove its universality and interoperability.
The IEC standardization process is essentially a game based on technological strength and international consensus.
Jiangxia's plan was shrewd: to allow the C language and the "Big Yellow" computer to "unintentionally" demonstrate their most intuitive convenience—the ability to print documents and list code—far exceeding that of traditional typewriters, in a semi-open manner, to technology decision-makers around the world.
The goal is to let technical personnel from various countries "taste the benefits" and personally experience the efficiency improvements it brings. When they begin to rely on this convenience in localized applications and data processing, they will naturally develop a demand for and affinity for this technical standard.
When the standardization of the C language is formally discussed at the IEC conference, these countries and experts who have firsthand experience will be more likely to become our potential supporters.
This is equivalent to planting a batch of "seeds" before the vote.
Yes, this is essentially the same principle as the 'lobbying' commonly used by the United States, both of which aim to influence decision-makers in advance.
However, our method relies on genuine technological appeal and tangible efficiency improvements to "persuade" people, which is far more sophisticated and economical than their costly and unseemly political lobbying that uses US dollars to pave the way.
Of course, there are downsides to doing this. The most annoying thing is that others may not listen to you properly, or they may only want the technology but not the obligations.
However, under the swaying of the "young lady's" world-shaking "skirt," Jiang Xia's "sowing" plan went unexpectedly smoothly.
Because so many worried international friends suddenly tried to contact Beijing but couldn't, they flocked to our embassies abroad to inquire about the situation and seek guidance. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the "Big Yellow" (a type of computer software) and C language manual on display finally came into the sight of the target audience, and the plan was able to proceed relatively smoothly.
Come on, let's say it, Miss YYDS!
Of course, this tactic works better for the member states of the alliance and some small European countries, but it's not very useful for the alliance itself. This is because the arrogant northern bear is still relying on its size and strength to rampage ahead, firmly believing that "might makes right," and it doesn't bother to listen carefully to what its neighbors are thinking.
However, Khalil's sudden appearance unexpectedly solved Comrade Li's problem.
"I was worried about how to 'naturally' slip this C language material into the alliance's hands without arousing suspicion. Well, now my problem is solved! This guy actually came to me asking for it!"
Comrade Li laughed until his cheeks ached: "This Khalil, from the Tu-16 back then to the C programming language now, he really is... a 'good friend' of China!"
"Hehehe, you're supporting us at the meeting? This is all voluntary..." Comrade Li, thinking that the alliance representatives might be helping us without knowing it, didn't care about his sore cheek and grinned for a long time.
Of course, the thought of that guy actually chugging down his dose of Banlangen granules, which he had left on the table to treat his mumps, like coffee, made Comrade Li's lips twitch involuntarily.
"It's this 'unreserved' habit that's really hard to keep up with..."
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The Bald Eagles are just like the League.
Uh, no, it's different here in the Bald Eagle. Right now, we don't even have an office or similar institution in the Bald Eagle...
Moreover, behind the Bald Eagle's public disdain for the emergence of "Miss" lies an undeniable strategic anxiety.
Although their short-lived leader repeatedly declared in public that "the Chinese may have balls, but they lack reliable delivery capabilities and are not a threat," actions often speak louder than words...
Recently, American ships have reduced the frequency of their "show of force and free passage" in sensitive straits.
Despite the fact that the bald eagle's media and politicians systematically denigrate us in various ways, their intelligence and strategic circles' fear of our country is, to some extent, on the same level as their fear of the bear.
After all, no matter how formidable the Russian army's steel torrent may be, its main deterrent range is concentrated in Europe, and it is separated from the bald eagle's homeland by the vast Atlantic Ocean.
However, this seemingly harmless little rabbit actually managed to defeat a number of their "gangs" on the peninsula back in the day, causing this "leader" to lose face.
Moreover, this guy really doesn't care about his life when he fights!
Whether it's your own or your opponent's...
The bald eagles, who thought their lives were precious, ignored the clamor of their short-lived leader and all restrained their actions.
While the focus has shifted to restraint, intelligence gathering efforts have been launched with unprecedented intensity.
A technology assessment lab in Virginia.
In the smoke-filled conference room, a draft agenda for the IEC General Assembly was carelessly tossed onto a long table.
"What exactly are those spineless Frenchmen up to?" An analyst wearing wrinkled khaki pants slumped in a swivel chair and sneered, roughly poking at the name "China" on the document with a pencil.
"Let a Chinese person give the opening speech? Are they terrified by Eastern witchcraft?"
A colleague operating some unidentified instrument next to him replied without looking up: "What else could it be? They've activated the traditional skill that's been ingrained in their genes since Season 2... 'Strategic slide'!"
To be honest, the French are overreacting. Like our leader said, even if those country bumpkins really did set off a giant firecracker, how could they possibly throw it over the French walls? Separated by the entire Eurasian continent, what's there to be afraid of!
A few dry, agreeing laughs echoed in the assessment room. This sense of superiority, based on geographical isolation, is a pressure relief valve they habitually use when facing the situation across Eurasia.
But before the laughter subsided, Agent Smith, who had just returned from an embassy in a neutral country, pushed open the door, slammed a stack of photos and a report on the table, and interrupted the chatter.
"Stop laughing, guys. I saw those 'Rhubarb' computers they bought working right there in the embassy." Smith pointed to the clear printouts in the photo. "They use these to print documents. They're incredibly fast, and the pages are spotless. The people at their embassy are using them for all their technical documents now."
Harrison, the technical supervisor who had been silently staring at the file in his hand, looked up and tapped the table:
"The information Smith brought back confirms my judgment. Gentlemen, put away your arrogance. The French are not fools. Their high-level treatment of the Chinese is certainly not just because of the explosive power of a 'young lady'."
He stood up, walked to the blackboard in front of him, picked up the chalk, and crossed out several irrelevant associations he had written earlier.
“Let’s face this possibility,” he wrote on the blackboard, “C Language.”
"The Chinese may have actually invented a completely new and highly efficient computer language. It is this language, in conjunction with their computers, that has enabled the high efficiency we see, and may even... have accelerated some of their sensitive projects."
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the crowd: "Think about the Manhattan Project. We mobilized the nation's top minds and massive resources to build a complete 'secret city' in Los Alamos. Tens of thousands of people spent nearly three years completing that vast amount of calculations. If..."
He paused deliberately, emphasizing his words:
"If we had powerful computers back then, along with a language that allowed us to control them with concise instructions, could this process have been compressed into a few months? Or even a few weeks?"
The assessment room fell silent, with only the faint hum of the instruments.
“Interesting…” The analyst, who had been slumped over, put his legs down and leaned forward unconsciously.
"If the Chinese achieve a breakthrough in computer languages and use this to significantly accelerate their projects..."
Then the actions of the French become clear. This is no longer a show of force, but a demonstration of basic capabilities.
Harrison nodded: "That's right. The French have a better nose than we thought. They see the strategic value of this language in the future, so they're eager to get ahead in setting standards."
"So, what do we do? Try to stop them at the IEC?"
“No.” Harrison shook his head, a cold smile playing on his lips.
"Why should we stop them? We should 'actively participate'. Send our top computer experts to the IEC conference, sit in the front row, bring recording equipment, and carefully 'listen' to the technical reports from the Chinese."
If this thing is truly valuable, we must acquire and assess it immediately, and then... either utilize it or contain it.
"What about their selections? Has the list of the Chinese delegation been finalized?" Harris asked his agents.
"There's no final announcement yet, but these things can't be kept secret forever. Our channels are verifying it..."
"Too……"
"So, once the list is released, I need to get my hands on it and conduct assessments immediately! I need to know each person's background, area of expertise, and potential weaknesses!"
Upon hearing this, the detectives, including him, laughed extremely arrogantly.
"The California sun, endless dollars, world-class laboratories, the allure of the Nobel Prize, and... the embrace of the 'free world'..."
At this point, Smith interjected, reminding him, "Shouldn't this also be given to Kim? He's in charge of the Asia-Pacific region..."
Someone immediately waved their hand to interrupt: "The IEC conference is held in Europe, which is not his jurisdiction. There's no need to trouble Jin. Let him focus on carrying out the leader's strategy for Jiaozhi. They need him more there."
A low, mocking laugh echoed in the assessment room.
“Alright,” Harrison said, his smile fading as he tossed Smith’s report onto the table. “Get moving. I need a preliminary analysis report on ‘C language’ and the Chinese delegation’s selections within 24 hours. Let’s see what new tricks this rabbit has up its sleeve this time.”
“Oh, right,” he said, lowering his voice as if suddenly remembering something, “don’t we still have ‘little mice’ hiding in Beijing? I mean, the kind that aren’t on the official list?”
“Of course!” an agent replied confidently.
“That country is strange. The vast majority of people are proud of their own beliefs and ethnicity, but there are always a very small number of people who care a lot about their own… ‘comfortable life’ and international ‘recognition’.”
"Hahaha, very good! Let's get the appropriate channels moving too!"
"Are we... really not going to notify 'Kim'?"
"Nonsense! There can only be one director's seat!"