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Evil arthropods marched through the streets in a queue, and the neat pace of the parade stunned everyone.

As they move forward, their little trumpets sing at the same time. The majestic and powerful music is extremely shocking, like a torrent of steel going forward:

Into the Gotham City

The Batman Army March

In the Summer 9102

Tanks linein thousandsfar the eye can see

Ready for the Onslaught

Ready for the Fight

Waiting for the AxisMarch into a trap

On a Gotham City TV helicopter, a female reporter records in horror what is happening beneath her feet.

"Monster...... Monster ......" she held up the microphone in a trembling voice, "There may be some viewers who have just opened the elevator, please allow me to introduce you, Batman's Gotham City Purification Project"

This is the latest unmanned combat machine researched by Xiao P.

The high-leg walking suspension with air compression makes it super maneuverable, it can jump 15 or 6 meters high, and can parkour in uneven cities at speeds of up to 60 kilometers. If it jumps directly on the human head, the 3.4-ton body will directly squash the person. P-O also incorporates some knife skills into its attitude control system. If someone approaches without authorization, they will be poked over by its sharp and heavy blades.

In terms of firepower, it is equipped with three heavy rotary tube machine guns, mounted in three spherical full-coverage armored turrets, with no blind spots and 360-degree fire. The multi-threaded design of the fire control system allows it to lock on to three targets at the same time, as well as to shoot on the move.

In terms of defense, it is probably about the same as an armored vehicle, and it can withstand direct fire below 12.7 caliber, and it will not work any further. It is indeed weaker, but it is better because it is cheap to build, and it does not use expensive titanium, and the construction speed is also very fast.

These unmanned combat machines even possess rudimentary intelligence and can independently complete local battles. This greatly simplifies the command.

Those stupid unmanned tanks, even turning the barrel need a small p to specify the angle, so stupid that it can't work. The new unmanned combat machine is much simpler, and the grandmother can command it. You just need to take a mouse box on the screen and go straight to it.

As a lover of real-time strategy games, Nan Xiao expressed considerable satisfaction.

"Please name the new unmanned combat machine." Little P said.

Nan Xiao touched his chin and thought for a few seconds, called the puppy in the interstellar world? No, that's a bioweapon hatched out of an egg, and this one is a full machine. "It's decided to call it a sickle mecha!"

"Yes, Dadba."

While Nan Xiao is cleaning up Penguin, Deathknell, Two-Face, Riddler, Freezing, Two-Face, Las Al-Gul, Clayface, Bane, Black Mask, Death Shooter, Killer Crocodile, Mad Hatter, Firefly, Silence and other criminals, the unmanned factory in the Batcave is in full swing, mass-producing the Scythe Mecha at an astonishing rate.

On that day, hundreds of sickle mechs poured into the streets to take control of the situation.

Communications are cut off, and P-P interferes with all of Gotham City's base stations, blocking any unauthorized communications. Even the radio band was occupied, and everyone turned on the radio, only Batman's hoarse voice could be heard.

Terrifying four-legged walking combat mechs, scythe mechs, leap through the streets, and three turntable machine guns sweep through every thug. If it is judged to be a threat, it will be terminated on the spot. Those who raised their hands in time were judged to be ordinary citizens, and Qiu did not commit any crimes.

Let's dazzle......

Steel-like scythe mechs quickly flooded every alley in Gotham City. They're not just sharp knives, they're moving cameras. All the images captured are uploaded via a data link and eventually converged into the Batcave's supercomputer.

In the face of uniform militarized attacks, the thugs, who were not well organized, collapsed in an instant. Compared to the Gotham City police, they are not badly equipped, but they are just a lump of meat in the face of the scythe mech.

They were strafed by heavy machine guns, stabbed with knives and feet, and even directly trampled on flattened.

A handful of die-hard thugs tried to resist by relying on the fortifications, and were instantly surrounded by sickle mechs that were outflanked from all sides. Looking at the countless turning heavy machine gun barrels, they finally understood that they were stupid. However, it was too late to escape from the fortifications. On-board was a dense strafing of heavy machine guns. Skin, muscles, bones, and internal organs are ground into minced meat in an instant.

Crushed by the violence of the Scythe Mecha, the Gotham thugs threw in the towel. They fell to their knees crying, raised their hands and wept bitterly and begged for mercy.

"Last chance: immediately line up and turn yourself in at the Gotham Police Station. Whoever has to raise his hands high and keep his fingertips below his head will be killed. ”

The little horn on the scythe mech repeats the recording stiffly. It has no conversational capabilities, does not understand human language, and measures the height of the thugs' fingertips with great precision.

After a few sneaky guys trying to escape were shot on the spot, no one dared to use their brains anymore. There is a strange scene in the streets and alleys of Gotham City. All the thugs flinched and raised their hands in the air, lined up under the escort of the scythe mech.

After all the rioters were suppressed, the evacuation camps outside Gotham City were dismantled. Anxious and expectant, citizens boarded the bus that came to greet them, and returned to their homes one after another.

The losses are enormous. The mob smashed many public facilities, looted, vandalized, and nearly reduced Gotham City to rubble.

Residents who have just returned to the city lack everything.

Then they were amazed to see something they had never seen in their lives.

There are several scary mechanical monsters patrolling each street. Four strange legs alternate rhythmically, and three heavy machine guns on their backs are always on the lookout. These mechanical monsters took on the role of policemen, watching them with cold electronic eyes, walking from one end of the street to the other, and back and forth.

There are also a couple of mechanical monsters that set up stalls, guarding a whole host of mouth-watering goodies.

Various cans: salmon, luncheon meat, peas, corn......

Olive oil, flour, rice, mineral water, wine......

Toilet paper, cold medicine, stomach medicine, cotton swabs......

In short, they seem to be running supermarkets or convenience stores. All kinds of daily necessities are available at the stalls. The prices are very fair, not much different from before the riots, and even cheaper. There is a large bulletin board erected next to it: buy it at the price with the citizen card issued by the police station, and choose whatever you want.

Gradually, the brave men approached the mechanical monsters, put down the bills, and took what they wanted.

The mechanical monster coldly scanned the bill and didn't move, like a sculpture.

There are one and two, and after discovering that cheap goods can really be bought at the stall of the mechanical monster, business suddenly booms. Everyone flocked to the front, and was immediately forced to line up by the mechanical monsters. It's really not sentimental at all. Those who dared to cut in line were immediately warned by heavy machine guns. Six tubes whimpered and whirled, scaring a heart attack on the spot.

It's not okay to give less money and take more things. The mechanical monster is very good at settling accounts, and it can't take a penny short.

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