It turns out that each particle of this dust is a small nano drone, which can form a huge three-dimensional picture through the uncertainty of the position. However, due to its light weight and small size, it does not have the ability to fly alone, and can only be lifted off by relying on the wind. In other words, it works by lottery, and if the airflow is small and you happen to be detecting a position in the air, it is completely useless.

It's a small neighborhood near the city center, not far from the hotel where the Grim Reaper and his party are staying, except for the hotel, which are all low-rise buildings, and the height of the detector happens to exceed this location. At the center of the picture is the top floor of the hotel, which, despite its discreetness, betrays it by its bright metal reflections.

Death picked up a piece of rubble and gently threw it out of the wall, and almost at the same time the piece of rubble turned into powder and instantly dissipated into the air. Fortunately, the Grim Reaper team almost all hid in the corner, which also avoided the reduction of personnel in the first place.

Due to the distance, the Reaper team was completely unable to fight back, so they could only hide quietly behind cover and continue to observe.

"Toot, toot." The communicator began to stumble with electronic sounds. Since the air is filled with electromagnetic signals, it is clear that the communicator is also being interfered with.

After about three or five seconds, the communicator finally connected.

"Brother Death, you have to be careful, I'm three or five hundred meters behind you, and there are currently two robot teams coming to your side soon!."

This is old Hunt's daughter, and her anxious voice appears on the communicator.

Death sighed slowly and said, "Why are you here?" Why don't you stay with Hunter in the room? ”

"Dad told me to come out early in the morning and find a safe place to hide, and he said where he might be the most dangerous place."

"What about you, are you still safe?" Death's tone trembled a little, his concern so palpable.

"I'm okay, I've always had two big brothers in the army by my side, Brother Death, if you hold on a little longer, we'll go to help you right away!" The little girl's voice was intermittent, interspersed with the beep of electricity from time to time.

"Death!" Wu Liao abruptly interrupted their communication. He pointed to the hologram in front of him with a look of horror.

This is a top-down view of the hotel in the center. The snipers on the top floor of the hotel were still looking for their position, and three to five hundred meters behind them, two mech teams were already approaching in their direction, and they were almost completely exposed to the enemy's vision.

"Be careful!" Before the Grim Reaper could make a sound, the gunshots rang out again. He heard the little girl's torn howl of pain over the communicator. He couldn't care so much about it, and one dodged and rushed out, the machine gun mixed with his roar, and hundreds of bullets poured out in a second!

The bullets all smashed lightly on the walls of the hotel, except for a dense bullet hole and scattered pieces of masonry flying everywhere, but they did not hurt the sniper at all.

"Hmph, those stupid bugs." The sniper on the roof of the building locked on to the Grim Reaper's location almost instantly.

This is an ancient home service robot. There are obvious signs of injury to the head, and the erosion of sulfuric acid makes the surface layer near the one-eye noticeably inconsistent with the color of the head.

After a quick comparison of the database in front of it, the personal information of the god of death instantly appeared, he had hunted robots for so many years, and he had already been on the blacklist of robots, once he killed these blacklisted characters, the killer could get the reward of the city in the sky. "Yo, you've got something good." With a sneer, it snapped the cross in the center of the scope with the eyes of the Grim Reaper. For it, killing bed bugs, only a headshot can bring him the thrill of revenge.

At the moment when it was about to pull the trigger, its chest flashed with blue lightning, and the broken threads and crackling sound exploded. A sharp knife slammed straight into his back, protruding from his chest as fragments of the fuselage protruded.

"Death, are you really dying?" A cold female voice entered the Grim Reaper's communicator.

Wu Liao looked at the hologram, and a fiery red figure took the sniper's place, and the cold body fell beside her. She gracefully raised her sniper rifle and kicked the sniper's corpse away.

"Who are you?" Death said viciously. Old Hunter saved his life, and if he didn't protect Old Hunter's daughter, he would fall into endless self-blame for the rest of his life.

"Me? You'd better care about your little girlfriend first. The woman said this lightly, and turned off the communication channel, and with a few gunshots, several red dots marking the robot disappeared from the hologram.

"Brother Death!" The anxious voice of the little girl on the communicator appeared again. Her terrified voice was so pitiful.

The Grim Reaper flashed back behind the wall and asked anxiously, "How are you?" ”

"Toot. Honk. I'm fine, just, toot. Honk. I. Target. Brother. Honk. Beep". He died! The cacophony of electricity interrupted their communication.

Death breathed a sigh of relief, with the assistance of the mysterious woman, the old Hunter's daughter would not be in danger for a while. He beckoned the team to step out of the defense and hurried in the direction of the little girl.

The number of robots in holograms has decreased by about a third, but there are still more survivors than in bunkers.

Old Hunter sat in his chair and pondered, his scarred hand holding a crystal clear wine glass, the liquid of which had bottomed out, and he shook it softly, his hoarse throat still humming an old nocturne. Time seems to pass very slowly, and old Hunter even has a rich and leisurely life before Chinese New Year's Eve.

He drank the wine from the glass and placed the crystal cup on the table.

With a strained pair of hands, he barely stood up.

To say that he was still a little hesitant before, he kept forcing himself to make up his mind. Until he found his daughter's location on the monitor, watched the Grim Reaper team kill the robots of the two squads neatly, and watched the daughter in the video leaning on the Grim Reaper's shoulder and crying unscrupulously. Instead, he breathed a sigh of relief.

He pressed the small box in front of him, and all the images disappeared in an instant, and the entire study was shrouded in a pale yellow artificial light source, like an old man in his twilight years standing in front of the window and wanting to take another look at the world.

"Cyborgs, I'm the commander of the Ryulwood bunker, Hunter Morgan." Old Hunt's distinctive voice reverberated throughout the Ryuklin bunker. Everyone stopped the fight and pricked up their ears to listen to Old Hunter's voice.

"Stop fighting!" Captain Bowman's voice took up all the mechs' call channels. Whether it was the severed limbs of the fallen robot, or the robot that was still fighting a moment ago, all the speakers made such a sound at the same time, and the entire bunker fell into an eerie silence.