11:50 Who's smarter than that and right note the hacker Part 1 of 5 | |
| We offer you a fascinating read, inspired by posts last week in the life of the Soviet hackers. Results will be 5 issues, depending on how they perceive habrasoobschestvo. These stories have been overheard on a train from Moscow to Peter about six months ago and spoke in a strong ITES two friends traveling with me in the same compartment. I should note at once, since we are not talking, but the train we met for the first time in my life. So that all attempts are affiliated with these dvoimi me - a dead idea, I have nothing to do with their actions had not, I do not know, and hopefully will not have, but all the same stories they told, may be of interest to you. The story I will lead as if on his own behalf, so it is more convenient. All names herein are fictitious and should not coincide with the real, too, for the landmark added to the paint. So, let's begin. First, our history dates back to 1997 year, the era of dial-up and computer clubs. I'm still in school, and often, scoring on the lessons we have another visitor to the popular at the time a computer club "Orcs". If anyone remembers, he first located in the area m. October, and then, after a landmark game in the Diablo tax for 3 days, moved to Shabolovskaya pm. This is where we are headed. On this day, although we are a little worried, there was planned a championship in Q2, with a huge at the time the prize fund, the sums do not remember. Actually, we paid a couple of hours, and settled on the computers. These were machines with Win98 on board, and the whole network is a standard "working group". At that time, computers were there about 100. It should be noted that they often hang out and gamers to constantly rebooted. This, in particular, we decided to use for their purposes. It turned out that on any computer from a workgroup rather easy to get through the network environment, if the balls to indicate something like C $, falling directly into the root system drive. Next, a technical matter - put this format c: / q / autotest> null in the autoexec.bat and look forward to when the computer hangs, so it restarted. Thus, 20 minutes from our paid hours, we okuchili all computers in the club. What is to do the remaining 40 minutes? I must say that we were the only ones who played in Q1 - all played in Q2, and StarCraft, sort of. As it later turned out, it played the most immediate dramatic role. In general, we got bored and we decided to "speed up" process. Neighboring computers were empty, and we ourselves have clicked on reset. Players arriving. They accrue to the new, free computers. Surprisingly, they did not work! Players called for help. Came caliper. Stuck for a long time, then took a bottle from his pocket. We are, to my shame, this has never seen. It was a balloon with compressed air. Caliper has been actively purging the entire complex, paying special attention to the hard drive. Cost us great effort not neighing. The problem started when our wickedness passed into the second phase, and, literally, seizing a moment when the carriage turned, rebutali next car, right next to him. Everyone tried to steal, you idiots. Started mass epidemic. Calipers just ofigevali, watching every minute of order out all the new and the new comp. We realized that it was time to leave. A small digression - a local admin nickname was Z. Type Zed. And now, end of story at hand, we are approaching the exit from the club, and here I am, trying to remember a wonderful quote from Pulp Fiction, rather loudly, saying, referring to his friend: «Z's dead, baby. Z's dead ». In 2 Seconds by all employees of the club we were pressed to the wall in a rather awkward positions. We were shoved into a hallway, holding and shouted: "Who sent you?". We could not understand, why they have that we do someone sends ... They decided that it was the machinations of rivals who wish to disrupt their championship. We performed in a room where they sat directly admin. By the time we were scared, do not forget, we were only in ninth grade. While the owner of the club pretended that causes the elements, he questioned us know home phone, and called on them to check if it is real number. Time was getting late, we have long had to return home and imagine, when at home mom in the evening, gets a call with a question: "Hello, please call Ivan to" ... Admin figured out how we succeeded. It so happened that during the demonstration we thundered, and his car too. Thank God, he was adequate, and realized that our slogan is "smarter than who is right" is not an empty phrase. In short, we managed to agree on "fixing the amount of damage" - the club was idle all night, until the rebuilding computers, and amounted to something around 300 bucks. For us, the students, with 100 rubles per day for meals high, it was an incredible amount. Nevertheless, the next day, we borrowed a few dead hard drives from the study of computer science in school, specifically WD Caviar, and put them in the morning already mellowed Z'u, in the hope that he did not check. End. In future releases you can expect: "the attack on the terminals of the biggest computer shop in the Scoop," "provider with blatant advertisements and credit default snmp-community", "provider, having forgotten to remove've found demo.php of the standard spaw» , a small provincial provider and the storm to order. " | |
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