She turned back to the remote control deck. "Well once we get the reprogramming done, which shouldn't be much longer,"—she stressed the words for the benefit of the other two troopers working the display—"we're going to set it on autopilot, get it airborne, give us some time to get clear, and thread it like a needle through one of those windows over there. After that, we cut power, it loses altitude, drops as far as it can, and . . ." She let her voice trail off. "Well, then it explodes."