Albert walked calmly into the control room and looked at the man there. "You. I am your boss. We need to modify this system, change the information going out. Do it quickly."
    "Why?"
    "I'm sorry, I didn't understand that this wasn't an order."
    "Uh, yes Miss Spanner." He set to work
    "Broadcast out that the Revolution are their friends, they are the heroes of this community. And watch Albert Gabriel Smith's television show. This is now going out across not only the frequencies you control, but the entire bandwidth, correct?"
    "Yeah. All electromagnetic communication."
    "Good. Extend, then put me on everything that you can. Television, radio, everything."
    "Miss Spanner, you're going to address people?"
    "Yes."
    "Okay"
    "Activate."
    "But we still don't have any power!"
    59 seconds, 60.

     Lucky fended off another shotgun blast and threw the switch.

     Another man burst into the studio. "Hey, you're not--"
    "You're a cow," Albert ordered him; the intruder halted and stood with a vacant expression, mooing gently.

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