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Nuygen pulled another fuse and a second charge blew into the generator. Again, the E-Shadow absorbed the energy. He pulled the third fuse and a third charge blasted into the unit. This one was more powerful and Nuygen was forced to brace his injured leg as the suit propelled him forward, his face mask spraying ice cold water, as one of the generators burned its way into the power supply.
The lieutenant and the E-Shadow reached the Viper. More than a thousand feet of wires and fiber optics connected them to the generator's CPU. Fifty feet away, nearly lost in the blinding white light, stood a three meter tall cylinder. The dome was fashioned in a rough approximation of a human head. It was the light switch. According to the instructions on the safety manual, the unit was automatically activated when a power outage occurred.
The 5.56 mm bullet exploded in a cone of white light. The lieutenant ducked out of the reach of the flash and the E-Shadow absorbed it all in its sensors. The lieutenant rolled back to his feet and the E-Shadow's sensors began tracking his movements. He reached the Viper. Nuygen pulled the pin on one of the charges. The fuse burned down to zero and the charge blasted into the generator's main power supply, shorting out the unit.
The lieutenant winced as the suit's E-Shadow struggled to find a local power source for the suit to feed off. Finding one wasn't difficult. The power grid was not being used for transmission of data. The E-Shadow's sensors were still picking up signals from the W-net network but the grid was not supplying power. In one of the suit's main processors, the Lieutenant saw the E-Shadow's AI was trying to reroute power from one of the generators.
The computer-generated voice had been reassuring. Nuygen had not felt the cold of the air until the suit warmed, but now he was trembling uncontrollably. His mind was numb. He knew how to fight this.
His best, and only, guess was the web generator had been compromised. He had shot it before it had had a chance to transmit any data. But that didn't explain why his suit had turned against him.
The air in the room seemed to pulse with energy as the web generator's primary processor hummed dully to itself. The suit's chest sealed, the air filtering system clicking in to life. The lieutenant tried to stand but his right leg felt as if it weighed a thousand pounds. Nuygen's knees buckled and he fell forwards. What he felt was the warmth of the suit's exoskeleton heating up, melting away the snow that had frozen to his suit. He tried to use his rifle, but the suit was too heavy. He reached under himself, his fingers pinching the metal chest but not finding a release release. He groped for the controls -- but found only the switch he had set to activate the heating system. Fighting against the suit's weight, he stumbled backwards to the door, opened it, and fell out on the porch. The snow was already melting as Nuygen lay there. 827ec27edc