The box—about the same time
The Nighthawk was flying in a circular programmed pattern. The robots were all on standby.
What was going on?
Massina tried to make sense of the confusion on the ground. Where was Chelsea? Why wasn’t she moving the mechs toward the knot of enemies on the road? The Grouchos could have taken them out easily.
Chelsea, aren’t you seeing this?
Something was very wrong. Massina backed out the image. The control van was empty.
Damn it.
He pulled over the keyboard and began typing the override sequences he’d need to take control of Groucho 1 and 2.