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Björn sat inside the back of a van he had equipped to make the transmission possible. Adama’s brain was connected to his devices, and to the two monitors he had installed here. Using a mixture of GPS and satellite, his brain had become a backdoor into Manasseh’s chip of the first generation, a chip that was connected globally and had the power to override all other global transmissions. Adama’s lenses had become cameras, microphones installed into his clothes transmitted the sounds of those horrors. It was transmitted live. All over the globe. On every channel and several live-streams online. Newscasters had picked it up already. Björn anticipated that Manasseh would work hard on shutting them down. That’s why he had created a complicated code that mocked them around for a while, g
