How did I get here?

What the hell is this place?

Wang Zimo was speechless.

I'm just learning a skill, and you're not going to play me like that, are you?

Is it necessary to fix me like this?

Wang Zimo had already discovered at this time that the whole TM standing around him was a robot.

The strange costume was none other than silvery, unknown metal, with a blinding sheen in the sun.

Wang Zimo's entire scalp was numb.

I'm a human, but I'm mixed in with a group of robots.

It's scary to think about.

Soon.

Wang Zimo found that the robots around him didn't seem to have any discomfort with his presence.

It was as if he was one of them.

Thinking of this, Wang Zimo had the urge to slip away.

Even though all these robots regarded him as a companion, he still coaxed.

Tete-code scary, okay.

Wang Zimo saw the opportunity and just took a step.

At the forefront, an officer-like robot, the red light in its eyes flickered.

Immediately after, an unpleasant electronic synthesized sound sounds.

"9527, get back to your place. ”

"9527, get back to your place. ”

"9527, get back to your place. ”

It rang three times in a row.

Originally, around Wang Zimo, the motionless robots also turned their heads at this time, and their electronic eyes flashed red.

A cold breath instantly rose from Wang Zimo's heart to the door of his head.

"I'm the next Ao, is TM's 9527 talking about myself?"

At this moment, Wang Zimo had an urge to die.

Tineema was horrified.

Thousands of robots, staring at them with a red light.

It's even more terrifying than a horror movie.

Wang Zimo shrank back at a faster speed in his life.

Stand back where you came.

The surrounding robots turned around.

Wang Zimo breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and he had a feeling of the rest of his life.

If it weren't for the powerful effect of the [Posture Corrector], Wang Zimo would have collapsed on the ground at this moment.

The synthesized sound sounded again.

"All were disbanded, and 9527 remained. ”

Hear the words.

All the surrounding robots disappeared in a neat line.

And Wang Zimo didn't dare to move, and he had already begun to curse in his heart.

"I'll go to Nima for a ......"

“@￥#￥#……%￥%#”

The officer-like robot walked towards Wang Zimo step by step at this time.

At this time, it was completely clear.

The mechanical skeleton of the whole body is very similar to the shape in "Terminator", and there is a three-star bar embroidered on the shoulder.

"You can call me Three. No. 3 stood one meter away from Wang Zimo, and the red light in his eyes was even worse.

"Yes!"

"You should say, yes sir!"

"If it's the first time you're reading, I won't punish you, do you understand?"

"Yes, sir!"

Number Three nodded its metal head in satisfaction.

"What kind of place is this?" asked Wang Zimo.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

I don't know when, a whip suddenly appeared in No. 3's hand and slammed it on Wang Zimo's body.

"-groove!"

"You... Ahh

"Smack!"

Another whip was drawn on Wang Zimo's body, the same position, the same strength, as if it had been measured.

"You've got enough..."

"Bang! bang!"

Electronic audio play:

"Disrespect to the commander is a crime of one degree. ”

Wang Zimo rubbed the wounds on his body, and there was a fiery-spicy pain.

Seeing that No. 3's eyes began to flash red again, Wang Zimo learned to be obedient this time.

Immediately stand up and say:

"Yes, sir. ”

The red light of No. 3 retreated, nodded in satisfaction, and said:

"When I talk to the chief in the future, I should add it in front of it, report to the chief. ”

Wang Zimo finally knew why he was pumped this time.

I have scolded countless times in my heart, as if this is the only way to relieve my anger.

Three continued, "Your identity is a private, and from today onwards, learn martial arts with me. ”

"Learn martial arts from you?"

The red light in Three's eye flashed again.

Wang Zimo hurriedly changed his words:

"Sir, did I learn martial arts from you?"

"Yes private, do you have any questions?" the red glow in Three's eyes faded again.

Wang Zimo said with palpitations: "Report to the instructor, you are a robot, how can you teach me martial arts?"

"You can't be fooling me, right, just to smoke me?"

As soon as Wang Zimo finished speaking, he quickly closed his mouth, and he found that he was cheap again.

I kept staring into Three's eyes, and I realized that I didn't slap him for the swear words I just said.

An electronic synthesized voice came from Three's mouth: "My electronic chip has the most suitable fighting techniques for humans to learn, do you have any questions, private?"

It seems?

Wang Zimo seemed to have discovered something and decided to try it again.

"Report to the instructor, are you going to fight you?"

"I'll go to Nima for an egg, the dog is offal, it's really not Nima's thing, and he whips me, don't let Dad out, otherwise... I specially pulled your charging cable. ”

Wang Zimo spoke this time, staring at No. 3 tightly.

There was nothing abnormal about Number Three, and he still patiently replied:

"You're right, private. ”

At this moment, Wang Zimo finally understood, as long as he added honorifics in front, he would spray himself in the back.

So he was no longer polite.

"Chief, where is this? You're a turtle son......

Wang Zimo continued to spit fragrantly, in this question and answer.

I finally know what this place is.

This is an independent regiment, attached to the 311th Division, and there are three more robot officers of the same kind, as well as 2999 soldiers.

More information, No. 3 doesn't know.

Subsequently, No. 3 took Wang Zimo to a room similar to a martial arts training ground.

Road 3:

"Private, listen carefully, I'll only speak once. ”

"The fighting techniques in military combat art mainly include strikes, throws, throws, solids, sleeps and anti-joint techniques. ”

No. 3 explained and made corresponding movements.

Boxing, which serves as the basis for various striking techniques.

These include jabs, straights, hooks, and hooks

There are also a variety of parts of the fist, such as the protruding middle knuckle, the second joint of the finger, and even the little knuckle curled up after the fist is clenched.

Wang Zimo didn't know if this was a systematic arrangement, but he listened very carefully.

No. 3 also talked about leg techniques, knee and elbow techniques, joint techniques, counterattack techniques, and combination techniques from boxing.

"It's almost time, that's all for today. ”

"Sir, where am I sleeping?"

"You sleep next door to the martial arts room. With that, Three turned and walked away.

Wang Zimo was left alone in a daze in the martial arts training room.

Immediately, Wang Zimo walked out of the room, and there was a room next to the martial arts training room.

Wang Zimo tried to push the door in, but the door opened directly.

The room is less than twenty square meters, with a small toilet, and a single bed and chair.

Simple, clean and tidy.

This is Wang Zimo's first impression.

"You won't starve, will you?"

Wang Zimo only realized at this time that he forgot to ask No. 3 just now, where can I eat.

Seem...

It's full of robots, and they don't have to eat?

Thinking of this, Wang Zimo almost cried stupidly by himself.

"I'm going to be the first human to starve to death here. ”

........