The robots moved fast. Some stood tall like metal walls, letting bullets and weapons bounce off their chests to keep the men, women and crying children safe. But for the people who had turned dangerous, the robots were not as kind.
If a sleeper tried to hurt someone, a robot would grab them with cold, heavy hands, breaking their legs to make them stop. It was scary to watch. They didn't take emotional calculations into account, and just followed Sunshine's orders.
Hunter was all over the place, doing whatever she could to identify the sleeper cells. "Data acquired. Transferring to command computers..."
The screen erupted in a sea of red. The pings identifying the sleeper cells didn't just flicker; they flooded the map. It wasn't ten people, or even fifty. There were hundreds of them. Every corner of the fortress_ the kitchens, the barracks, the engine rooms_ was crawling with enemies who used to be friends. The screen looked like it was bleeding.
