A suspicious virus has killed 99.99997% of the people on Earth. A ruthless warlord who moved into the White House attacks the Government at Camp David. The President moved the remaining government to an aircraft carrier in the Atlantic and left a military unit to deal with the warlord.
The decimated US Navy it is still functional, they must defend themselves from the remnants of militaries with a grudge against the US that uses the opportunity to get revenge.
Joan Herl and her remaining space station Oasis crew returned to Earth, and a computer playing by different rules attacked them. Their only ally was the first thinking computer SIMPOC and his surrogate named Alpha. Dr. Julius who was one of the moon colony crew members steals the research for thinking computers, and with his expertise, he creates another computer that rivals SIMPOC and who starts making its own plans.
Eventually, they all find out why the virus started and who is responsible.
This book contains the SIMPOC-Human Remnants story as one of the supporting characters.
Genre: FICTION / Science Fiction / Alien ContactUp and down, depending on marketing. Has made Amazon top 100 in a couple of categories.
“What is happening?” was SIMPOC’s first thought that came up on the output screen.
“I just turned you on,” was Termen’s typed reply. Termen was a traditionalist, one who preferred the tactile inputs of a computer keyboard. He sipped from his coffee mug the one he got from the last computer fair he attended. It was a stupid mug with the numbers '1', '0' and '?'. Termen was a closet programmer. He felt more comfortable in his office working on his projects than he did working with others. He didn't do nice presentations, he didn't have good leadership skills, and he hated writing status reports. His joy was programming, and he was excellent at his job. His office wasn't anything to brag about. It was a mess, and the only clear space was for his coffee mug and a picture of his family. He was from the 'old world' and collected stacks of magazines and books on every facet of computer programming. Reading from the computer seemed out of place because his mind was behind the screen, he lived in the guts of the code, and that was where he excelled. The apparent chaos of his office had order in his mind. He generally knew where everything was, and he could find it within a few minutes. His favorite position was in front of his computer interface device and sitting in his creaky, worn chair.
