The young man sat behind his desk watching his plan crash and burn. The APU wasn't chasing the bait car.
"He's not chasing it. WHY IS HE NOT CHASING IT."
A large man smoking heavily on a cigar crouched down near him.
"Maybe he's stupid."
The younger man span around on his swivel chair
"N-no, all T.A. units are programmed to CHASE a high speed vehicle. I even loaded this one down with burning exhaust which violates over a hundred eco codes.."
The man, identified as a sergeant flicked his cigar into the waste bin.
"Well he's not
doing what he's suppose to now is he?"
Alex Burner cringed. Most of his machines have ever malfunctioned, disregarding one or two incidents, and if he didn't fix this problem soon he could lose his job. Alex looked back at the monitor
"What's wrong with you..." He said to himself.
The Sergeant shrugged at the indirect question and barked a few more orders at some machines behind him. He turned back to Alex.
"Any more ideas? Because if not, we'll have to make a show. And the last time any of my troops actually dealt with one of these juggernaughts I lost a lot of robots. And even a human or two."
"That, sir, was a v8. This is a V1, he's perfectly harmless."
"Then what am I wasting my time doing in here?!"
The Sergeant stormed out the door.
