Conor had slid back down into his squat and was poised to touch two stripped wires together, which Saskia knew would lead to another drop. But he was looking at T.R. who had held up a hand to signal wait just a sec . T.R. had turned his face upward and opened his mouth. He was listening. So they all listened. Gunshots were still popping off here and there. But something very weird could now also be heard. It was a woman’s voice, electronically amplified, speaking calmly: "Place your weapons on the ground and lace your fingers together on top of your head. Proceed in the direction indicated by the green arrow." Though they had to listen for a while to completely decipher it, the same announcement seemed to be emanating from multiple drones in different places at different times.