Int The Exabox, day.
"Snake, we're only going to get one shot at this. The Tumblr archives are heading to Iron Mountain at 0800 Zulu. By this time tomorrow, every single plinko horse and gpoy ever made will be tin foil."

Snake takes the lollipop out of his mouth. No archivist worth their salt trusts fire. "This is going to be Geocities all over again."

"Our thoughts exactly. Unfortunately we were too late to save the servers, so we're going to have to do a field recovery."

"I hate those. What's the estimate?"
"Fifty PB."
"Shit."

"That's not the worst of it. Those drives are old. We can't risk the shock of a Fulton recovery."
"You mean..."

"You clear the LZ, scout out power and clean water. We'll drop six shipping containers of NVME once you put up a flare"

"What's the extraction plan? You can't Fulton a full shipping container."

"Of course not. But most of that infrastructure is just SAS bays. The actual servers are barely 20U. And they're in flight cases."

"So we get in, Set up a field ripper, and launch a couple million in high-end hardware into upper atmosphere?"
"Just another day at the office"