Chapter Ninety-Eight: The Hardest Hit Area
Black clouds and rain enveloped the entire thirteenth district.
The bustling crowd of people in the city has vanished, leaving only scattered robots that seem to wander aimlessly, swinging their parts and protruding through the streets.
The flat gray road reflects a neon and dazzling reflection under the rain, and the black and white police cars of the fog walkers flickering blue and red light tubes are empty in the middle of the road, and the whole street is only the sound of rain lapping on the robot's run-in joints.
A huge police shuttle flashed blue-red lights that had not changed for a hundred years, allowing the rain to wash over the thick armor, silently sinking to the ground, surrounded by buildings destroyed by the aftermath.
A drop of rain rolled out of the dark clouds and dripped into the bare joints of the robot, and a visible reaction appeared at the run-in joints, and the bright red eyes looked at the left leg with an arc flickering, which shattered in a lifeless gaze, and the entire fuselage fell into the rain with a clatter while losing a balance support point.
In the silent street, a deafening gunshot pierced the sky, and the sound waves flew into the audio-visual system of the wandering robot, and after brushing the ground together, the zombie-like movements instantly rioted, and ran through the street in the direction of the gunshots.
Behind a barricade, the black-clad Mist Walker in hiding let out a long sigh.
Quietly leaning out to make sure all the robots had disappeared into the shadows of the street, he put his injured companion on his shoulder and dragged him towards his target.
"Hold on for a while, and you'll be almost at the meeting point."
"......" The companion hung his head wordlessly, and the sharp pain in his lower body made him completely speechless at the moment.
Either way, thanks to the man who fired the shot.
But he could hear that the concussive sound of the gunpowder explosion was the explosion of the Mistwalker's characteristic firearms.
Good luck......
……
There was the first shot, and soon there was a second, followed by a dense burst of fire, hurried and fast.
"Wang Bo!"
An anxious voice from one of my companions came from the side, "Are you crazy? Shooting is going to draw those guys in! ”
The helmet-clad Mistwalker sat on the ground in a daze, and in front of him lay a robot that was still struggling.
"Bang!"
The tightly armored Iron Boots stomped the still-writhing head into pieces, making a splash.
"Don't be stunned, let's go, those things will be coming soon!"
The man put him on his shoulders and sped down the street with the others.
"That's just an ordinary housekeeping robot......"
"A normal housekeeping robot can now break your head with a spatula?."
"Stop arguing, speed up, we're going to miss the meeting time!"
"Zizi ......"
A thin figure suddenly fell, blocking the way of several people, and a dangerous red light was projected in the electronic eye.
"This TMD is also a housekeeping robot?" The man pulled out the long alloy knife at his waist and stared at the white robot, which was almost a skeleton.
"No, it's a patchwork of enemies for combat robots ......"
"Don't fight it! Let's go from the other side! ”
As soon as he finished speaking, there was the sound of a large number of mechanical joints crashing around, and more than a dozen emaciated robots crawled from the surrounding building walls with their joints twisting their joints.
"I can't leave, let's fight."
The tall man put down his companion in his hand, pulled out the pulse rifle from behind his back, and jerked the bolt.
"Fire!"
“pupupupu——”
Rapid blue ammunition sprayed towards the robot, and in an instant, the robot moved, as if it was beyond the limits of human beings, and it was like an arthropod approaching from the surrounding area, and the blue bullets passed through the gap between their movements, and all missed!
"It's coming!"
With the man's roar, the two parties were on the verge of breaking out, and threw the pulse rifle in their hands at the robot, then pulled out the particle vibrator and rushed forward, colliding with the robot's hard hand bones, making a piercing intersoning sound.
"Poof!"
A white palm pierced through the black breastplate of a Mistwalker, blood mixed with sparks exploded, and the power armor on its body gradually lost its light and fell to the ground.
"Moji!"
The particle vibrating knife in the tall man's hand slashed through the air, but was sensitively dodged by the opponent's robot, and the axis of the upper body rotated to make two cuts in the armor.
"Evacuate to the house!"
"No! There are too many of them! ”
Two more fogwalkers fell in the engagement, two heads carrying a patch of blood and throwing it into the rain.
In just a short moment, three companions were lost, and there were only four people left in the seven-member team at the moment, all of them wounded.
"Captain...... I think we might ......"
"What do you say?" The knife in the captain's hand found a flaw and stabbed directly into the joint of the robot, and half of the body was unloaded, "There is a lot of movement here now!" If the other classes hear ......"
"Poof—"
An arm poked out of the captain's shoulder, carrying up large pieces of steel and flesh.
"Captain!"
The man reflexively stabbed with difficulty, and was easily dodged by the robot, and the gray ion concussion knife slashed through a dense rainwater and hung down weakly.
"Ka Cha!"
A sharp pain accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the captain received a heavy kick in the chest, and the power armor on his chest collapsed in a large piece, and before he could react, a dense attack descended on him, and at least four robots besieged him back and forth, causing him to fall to the ground in an instant.
The thin arm was raised gently, and the robot's eyes+ flashed with a blinding red light.
The captain gritted his teeth, the breathing lamp on his body flickered with difficulty, and the particle concussion knife fell to the side.
It's over......
"Bang-"
The sound familiar with the street suddenly reached the eardrums of the two of them.
It's like the sound of garbage being thrown into a bucket.
A bright red coco can flew out from above, slammed into the robot's hard skull, and fell to the captain's ear with a thud.
"That's ......"
Suddenly raising his head, a tall figure with red eyes shining red appeared in front of the two of them, and dazzling long silver hair hung behind him.
"Ahh Playful voices came from the night sky.
A red, blazing light swept across the street, and a piece of rain evaporated in an instant, and the buildings on both sides collapsed!
……
"Yemu...... Miss. ”
The captain took off the breastplate of the power armor and threw it aside, causing him to cough up blood from the severe injuries.
Gray raindrops were constantly dripping from his long silver hair, and the transparent armor plates on both sides of his waist reflected colorful neon light, Ye Mu took out a can of red packaged COCO Coke from the vandalized vending machine, pulled open the pull tab and took a sip: "Huh? ”
"Just now...... Thank you. Is there a medical kit? The helmet opened, revealing a face that had been somewhat vicissitudes.
Ye Mu tilted his head to look at the man who seemed to be close to the uncle, escaped from behind his waist and threw a can of healing spray over: "How long have you been a strip?" ”
The uncle took the spray and sprayed it on the wound on his body, but he couldn't do anything about the wound on his chest: "Almost...... It's been eight years. ”
"Eight years of time to contribute to this Mistwalker? You're also fighting harder. ”
Ye Mu quickly drank the COCO Coke in his hand and threw it into the trash can behind him: "Let's go, I hope you can keep up." ”
Two dark gray blades were pulled out of her waist with a clang, and the girl walked towards the alley.
…………
It started fifteen minutes ago.
The giant shuttle lost control and crashed into the central area of Sector 13 after a low-altitude slide.
In the process, after Hegiza had set the rendezvous point, all the airborne fogwalkers quickly moved towards the rendezvous point.
But the number and intensity of robots in the city completely exceeded the estimates.
A skeletal robot that moves agile through the city, with a degree of agility comparable to that of arthropods.
Assemble a mechanical beast with a live ammunition cannon on its back and leap on a tall building.
Huge heavy firepower metal gear.
As well as a large number of civilian robots infected by Vitas.
All robots will riot at the slightest disturbance, and will quickly kill all living creatures in the sensor.
After Ye Mu forcibly parachuted into the same large area of robots to fight in the prosthesis, he happened to encounter a group of assault teams on the way to the meeting place, and he was easily rescued.
"Hey, that's ......"
In Ye Mu's sight, countless blue-purple lightning bolts bombarded densely somewhere not far away, and a petite figure loomed, and around that, countless synthetic robots were constantly hissing, rushing forward and pounced.
It seems that after the ship's crash, the magnetic poles and the Breaking Bads also escaped, but the situation seems to be a little delicate.
Ye Mu narrowed his eyes with red streamers: "There is a situation ahead, I'll go over and take a look first." ”
Greeting the two people who were dragging behind her, the girl stepped on her feet, her long silver hair like a waterfall fluttered behind her, and the energy burst out with long blue flames, rushing towards the place where the thunder and lightning flickered.