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.’Cobb said nothing in response.He simply sat there, contemplating the information.Jasmine pressed on, hoping to erase all doubts.‘The Persian historian Ibn Rustah refers to the temple in the tenth century.His writings make note of a rock room, calling it “inconsequential, save for the clerics, who kept the annals of their city there”.Later, Pope Theophilus of Alexandria, who was tasked with destroying all the pagan temples, spoke of a “solitary monolith” that should be revered.He called it a “vault of knowledge” that held the city’s secrets, and said it would “bring understanding to the people of Alexandria for centuries to come”.’It wasn’t like Jasmine to plead, but she was willing to try.‘Jack, please trust me on this one.I feel it in my gut.’Cobb finally smiled.‘I do trust you.And I agree with you.’She breathed a sigh of relief.‘Cancel your dinner plans.We’re going in tonight.’15By midday, almost everyone in the group was well rested and well fed.Garcia had put in a full eight hours in his bunk, all the while breathing in deep, booming roars that didn’t seem possible for a man of his size.Sarah had managed roughly half as much sleep, but it was more than adequate for her.She felt calm and focused, ready for the evening ahead.Even McNutt, who couldn’t return to his room because of the noise, had found some peace and quiet on the foredeck.He had curled up in a lounge chair and enjoyed a morning nap while dreaming of belly dancers and grapes.Cobb was the only one who hadn’t slept.He had closed his eyes for a while, but his brain hadn’t gotten the message.The mission was too close.In a few hours they would be entering the tunnels under Alexandria.They would have to work quickly and efficiently.He couldn’t afford to sleep; not when the time could be better spent rehashing the details of everything he knew.and everything he didn’t.After a quick lunch of fruits and meats from the local market, everyone gathered in the makeshift command center that Garcia had pieced together on the boat.The radar room – a nook to the rear of the bridge – was usually used by the captain to plot their location and monitor their position.The radar system could display the harbors and other boats within an area of a hundred miles.Garcia had expanded the capabilities available in the small space by adding a multitude of electronics and computing hardware.With these upgrades, Garcia could not only chart a course, he could receive real-time audio and video updates from their destination – any destination, anywhere on earth.All he needed was someone on the other end to feed him information.‘Show me what you can do,’ Cobb said.Garcia entered a command into his computer, then turned a monitor so that everyone could see.The screen split into a grid, with each section showing what appeared to be live video footage.‘These are feeds from security cameras all around the city.As you can see, they don’t cover every inch of public space, but if you get close enough to someone’s house or their business, there’s a good chance I can find you.’‘How do you have access to all of that?’ Jasmine asked.‘Sarah’s friend Simon.He was able to give me a list of all the frequencies being transmitted throughout the city.Most of this is actually coming from equipment he installed.The signals that aren’t are coming from his competitors, but they have to share the information so there’s no conflict.It took him less than five minutes to send me everything I needed.’Papineau wasn’t convinced.‘I imagine that only a handful of cameras operate on radio technology.The others would utilize cables, satellite feeds, or wireless signals.How are you able to tap into everything?’Garcia smiled.‘It’s all just numbers.Radio.Cable.Satellite.Wireless.Just different points on the electronic spectrum.You point the receiver at the right frequency, run the signal through a few filters, and boom, you get a picture.’‘It can’t be that simple,’ Papineau said.Garcia was annoyed, even a bit insulted by Papineau’s remark.‘Actually, there’s nothing simple about the science.But I don’t have the time or the patience to explain every little detail involved in the process.I went to school for the better part of a decade to learn how to do this, and then I spent years refining it in the field [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.’Cobb said nothing in response.He simply sat there, contemplating the information.Jasmine pressed on, hoping to erase all doubts.‘The Persian historian Ibn Rustah refers to the temple in the tenth century.His writings make note of a rock room, calling it “inconsequential, save for the clerics, who kept the annals of their city there”.Later, Pope Theophilus of Alexandria, who was tasked with destroying all the pagan temples, spoke of a “solitary monolith” that should be revered.He called it a “vault of knowledge” that held the city’s secrets, and said it would “bring understanding to the people of Alexandria for centuries to come”.’It wasn’t like Jasmine to plead, but she was willing to try.‘Jack, please trust me on this one.I feel it in my gut.’Cobb finally smiled.‘I do trust you.And I agree with you.’She breathed a sigh of relief.‘Cancel your dinner plans.We’re going in tonight.’15By midday, almost everyone in the group was well rested and well fed.Garcia had put in a full eight hours in his bunk, all the while breathing in deep, booming roars that didn’t seem possible for a man of his size.Sarah had managed roughly half as much sleep, but it was more than adequate for her.She felt calm and focused, ready for the evening ahead.Even McNutt, who couldn’t return to his room because of the noise, had found some peace and quiet on the foredeck.He had curled up in a lounge chair and enjoyed a morning nap while dreaming of belly dancers and grapes.Cobb was the only one who hadn’t slept.He had closed his eyes for a while, but his brain hadn’t gotten the message.The mission was too close.In a few hours they would be entering the tunnels under Alexandria.They would have to work quickly and efficiently.He couldn’t afford to sleep; not when the time could be better spent rehashing the details of everything he knew.and everything he didn’t.After a quick lunch of fruits and meats from the local market, everyone gathered in the makeshift command center that Garcia had pieced together on the boat.The radar room – a nook to the rear of the bridge – was usually used by the captain to plot their location and monitor their position.The radar system could display the harbors and other boats within an area of a hundred miles.Garcia had expanded the capabilities available in the small space by adding a multitude of electronics and computing hardware.With these upgrades, Garcia could not only chart a course, he could receive real-time audio and video updates from their destination – any destination, anywhere on earth.All he needed was someone on the other end to feed him information.‘Show me what you can do,’ Cobb said.Garcia entered a command into his computer, then turned a monitor so that everyone could see.The screen split into a grid, with each section showing what appeared to be live video footage.‘These are feeds from security cameras all around the city.As you can see, they don’t cover every inch of public space, but if you get close enough to someone’s house or their business, there’s a good chance I can find you.’‘How do you have access to all of that?’ Jasmine asked.‘Sarah’s friend Simon.He was able to give me a list of all the frequencies being transmitted throughout the city.Most of this is actually coming from equipment he installed.The signals that aren’t are coming from his competitors, but they have to share the information so there’s no conflict.It took him less than five minutes to send me everything I needed.’Papineau wasn’t convinced.‘I imagine that only a handful of cameras operate on radio technology.The others would utilize cables, satellite feeds, or wireless signals.How are you able to tap into everything?’Garcia smiled.‘It’s all just numbers.Radio.Cable.Satellite.Wireless.Just different points on the electronic spectrum.You point the receiver at the right frequency, run the signal through a few filters, and boom, you get a picture.’‘It can’t be that simple,’ Papineau said.Garcia was annoyed, even a bit insulted by Papineau’s remark.‘Actually, there’s nothing simple about the science.But I don’t have the time or the patience to explain every little detail involved in the process.I went to school for the better part of a decade to learn how to do this, and then I spent years refining it in the field [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]