On the screen, a tiny plume of white gas hissed from a flange joint. It was invisible to the naked eye in the dark, but the ETAP’s thermal imaging highlighted the temperature differential instantly. It wasn't a catastrophic failure, but if left unchecked, it could become one.
"Control, mayday! Mayday!" he screamed into the dead radio. "Gas cloud in Sector 7, manifold breach! I need suppression, now!" etap camera
"Good girl," he whispered.
Elias felt a spike of adrenaline. He looked back at the ETAP unit. While the main power had cut, the camera was still running. That was the beauty of the design; it had its own independent backup cell, isolated from the main grid. The little red status light on the side of the casing blinked steadily, a heartbeat in the chaos. On the screen, a tiny plume of white
Thirty yards.