The technicians are standing by, ready to install the disrupters.

Another technician, who was somehow Flint, stood in a glass booth, watching.

Now the technician was standing in front of the main control panel.

The technician stood next to him and lifted her legs.

The technicians stood back and waited, apparently ready for the job.

The technician stood in front of a closed door.

A junior technician stood a lackadaisical guard watch over it.

The technician with the lance and the chip stood before them.

Inside, four technicians were all standing around a large table, looking down at it.

The technician suddenly stood back and held his hands up.