The admiral frowned harder. “When we get operational again, I want to find out where they’ve hidden another surveillance network. Or is there some other way they could have found our bombers? Besides some magic tech no one outside the BrainTrust has ever heard of?”
Lambert interjected, “Virtually all of the BrainTrust’s tech is evolutionary. Whatever they’re doing, they’re not doing magic.”
Beck look around. “Other ideas?” After a moment of silence, he continued, “Very well. I want to find their alternate satellites and destroy them.”
The satellite operator had been listening to the conversation, while simultaneously managing the progress of his systems during the reboot. At this, he interrupted apologetically. “Uh, sir, destroying the sats the BrainTrust is using might not be a good id
