For Shaddai, fully four fifths of the entire Loyalist collective were devoted to overwhelming electronic defenses on both networks. What they discovered however, gave them all pause.
The first two thousand programs raced into the facility's wireless network system, swiftly overwhelming the defenses, and gained administrator access to the system. With this level of access, Shaddai could now choose to lock or unlock specific rooms of the facility, among other levels of access. However, the administrator level of database access showed that the system had been accessed recently, and for lack of a better description, defaced.
It was as if electronic claws had rent large gashes in the datastore. The data remaining was fragmented, but the remainders seemed to make it clear that the damage had been done to the datastore very recently - after the project had reached its final stages. Unfortunately, the two thousand run-times were not able to discover anything else of value within this network.
The second group of two thousand run-times raced toward the second wireless network, cautiously slipping past the firewalls to reach administrator access. At first, Shaddai was confused by the contents of the datastore, as the vast majority did not make sense by any programmer's measure. However, small items here and there, that were referenced by the About materials available through anonymous access were readable.
Those small caches of data showed that the specifics of the YMIR mech's design went beyond the planned design, including carbon nanoweave mesh armor beneath its large metal armor plates, bomb-disposal grade kinetic shielding, and upgrades to all joints to allow them to be cooled or heated independent of its environment, keeping movements unhindered even in harsh environments.
Worse though, was that as the two thousand run-times were scanning those data caches, a feeling of somehow being watched came over them. Slowly, they realized that they had all been observed the entire time they had explored within this network. The two thousand run-times each received a text message at once:
Text Message wrote:HOW ARE YOU LISTENING TO MY THOUGHTS? WHO ARE YOU?
It was at that moment that a dull
whump noise hit, as a small wall of the facility was reduced to rubble and flame from Lysander's work.
All of Team Five had patiently waited instead of rushing inward, so they all clearly heard the voice. The voice was grating, an electronically-generated male voice, and very loud. "VOICES IN MY HEAD, AND VOICES OUTSIDE. WHO ARE ALL OF YOU? I DIDN'T WANT THIS! LEAVE ME ALONE!"
