Tom showed Andy where to jack in and arranged a dump on the Ranger TCV’s capabilities. It only took Andy a moment to find the unit’s standard net-access codes. Everyone crowded into the command car to watch him work. He set up a slaved transmit using the Ranger’s radio to run simultaneously with his excursion into the MilNet. Working with the whole group watching was like being on display; but as soon as he’d done what was needed to let them follow along, he forgot about the watchers. He whirled through the electron sky, wearing a shape that was government issue, drab and plain, but he felt like Paul Revere giving the alarm to Concord and Lexington, or maybe Cary Justus waking the Houston garrison before the Azzie troops stormed the perimeter. It was a hero’s turn he was doing, spreading the word.