SEVER ZERO
The glowing red optical sensors that served as their eyes were completely dead, replaced by the dull, flat black of powered-down glass.
Behind the mechs, the six matte-black 'Rhino' Armored Personnel Carriers had rolled to a halt, their engines sputtering and dying as the localized network failure triggered their internal safety shutoffs. In the center, the massive Mobile Command Center sat dark and silent, its parabolic dishes drooping toward the deck.
"Is it a trick?" a scavenger whispered from behind the ruined transit bus. He clutched a sharpened piece of rebar, his hands shaking violently. "Are they waiting for us to step out?"