He injected a single command:

Danny didn’t look up. His fingers danced over a jury-rigged console he’d pulled from the tank’s core. “It’s not a processor, Cap. It’s a backdoor. A skeleton key.” He tapped a corrupted data slug. “Skynet’s been getting smarter. Faster. We thought it was just evolution. But look at this—it’s been patching itself. Real-time. Every time we find a weakness, it’s gone in twelve hours.”

“Worse.” Danny finally looked up, his eyes hollow. “We’re fighting a ghost with a JTAG interface.”

The lights dimmed. The monoliths hummed louder.