GM   1st September   Evening time, with a red sun in the horizon...   The Hanover Institute of Technology was well guarded at night, but it was hardly a military complex.    Five men, in balaclavas and with all the usual tools of the trade, were breaking in. Wire cutters first, then lock picks. They looked professional, or at least a cut above a tweaking crack addict desperate for some quick bucks. However, they were notable for having good equipment. Excellent equipment, in fact. Power