In the midst of desperation, people often burst into an astonishing fighting spirit.

If there is hope, sometimes, it is not a very good thing.

These people who remained in the First Academy had lost their faith in desperate death, and in the face of the wave of robot troops, they seemed to forget that they also had weapons in their hands, and if one person fled in panic, they would lead everyone to join the fleeing team.

The defense line of the First University collapsed at the beginning.

Everyone longed to have more legs, and when they saw their wailing companions who fell beside them, even the courage to rescue them had been lost.

If it weren't for the fact that the robots never needed captives, I don't know how many of these people would have knelt on the ground and begged for their lives.

Everyone retreated to the last line of defense, shivering and hiding in the wartime storage warehouse buried deep underground.

Perhaps, the robot won't find this place.

Everyone thought like ostriches, desperately ducking into the depths of the warehouse.

The warehouse was just a warehouse, stockpiling weapons and equipment, food, medicine, drinking water, etc., and it was not a fortification specifically used for warfare, and thousands of people were crammed together, almost filling the entire warehouse.

The ground was trembling slightly, and in the dim light that was sometimes bright and dim, the top of the warehouse was constantly squeezing dust, and it was the robot advanced by the group that shook the earth.

Human beings have always been selfish creatures, and among these people, there are even those who impose resentment on those who leave.

If those people hadn't left, if they had been in front, they wouldn't have faced such a desperate situation at all, damn it, they should protect us.

He is the pride of the sky, he is a student of the No. 1 Academy with a promising future, and he still has a bright future, so he shouldn't die in this damn warehouse!

The sound of the robot's footsteps gradually became clear, and great fear once again filled the hearts of these people.

The timid people have begun to weep bitterly, and the cadets, who have fallen into a mental breakdown, have begun to shout.

"Bastard, don't make a noise, you'll let the robots find out here!"

The trainee, who was mentally tense and completely led by the desire to survive to slide into the depths of darkness, tried everything to stop the sound from coming out.

I don't know who pulled the trigger, and everything started to get out of hand.

The corpses of dozens of companions were stacked in mockery.

As the minutes passed, the neat footsteps of the robot began to appear overhead, and a pair of frightened eyes looked uncontrollably towards the top of their heads.

The alloy door of the warehouse, which was more than half a meter thick, shuddered violently, and a hint of melting began to appear in the center, constantly protruding inward.

When it was finally discovered, wailing and screaming filled the small warehouse, and everyone panicked and wanted to get away from the door.

A loud bang came overhead, followed by a continuous roar, the sound of a cannonball exploding!

The Caesar Empire has long eliminated this bulky weapon, and even these cannon fodder troops of the Tin Man use high-energy weapons that are easy to carry, have high utilization, low cost, excellent cost performance, and exceed the power of old-fashioned gunpowder weapons.

In the current era of the popularization of all kinds of laser weapons and energy weapons, it is a miracle that you can hear the sound of gunpowder exploding!

This is definitely not Caesar's army, and this is not a robot army either!

However, it would be enough to know that they are attacking the robots.

This is definitely to save their own troops!

Damn it! How did they come so slowly!

Damn it! Hurry up and destroy these filthy robots!

Damn it! The shelling of these guys will collapse the warehouse! I'll be buried alive in a warehouse!

Damn it! Stop the shelling and kill these robots with their lives!

The sound of shells washing the floor lasted for more than ten minutes, and then the plasma naval guns attacked the temperature of the warehouse, and the cries of human beings finally sounded after most of the day.

The trainees in the warehouse even heard the sound of the old-fashioned tracked chariot crushing the ground, and when they heard a wild trance shout, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

The big fat headmaster, who had been holding his head and shrunk in the corner, listened to the voice above his head in a daze, and returned to his usual unsmiling appearance, tidying up the dust on his body decently, trembling slightly, he didn't know where to take out a bottle of perfume, and tried his best to cover up the smell of urine he produced.

The door to the warehouse slowly opened, and a blinding daylight appeared in the dim environment.

The figures of several people appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The big fat headmaster tried hard to separate the crowd, and the horror that had not completely dissipated made the big fat man's voice a little shrill and thin: "Which army are you?" Forget it, I don't care which unit you are, I'll complain about you! Your rescue operation is a joke on our lives! ”

"We are the First Academy of the Empire, and every teacher and student of the First Academy is a valuable asset of the Empire, and your attack almost killed everyone! Alright, alright, don't try to explain, now arrange right now, we're going to get out of this damn place! You're going to escort us to safety! Perhaps the merits of your escort will slightly reduce your dereliction of duty, who is the commander, I am the honorary headmaster of the First Academy, let him come to see me! ”

Adjusting to the sudden bright light, the big fat headmaster saw several figures standing at the door.

"It's you! Aha, General Candela, you still remember your mission at the last moment, but it is precisely because you insisted on saving an insignificant soldier and taking away the soldiers who protected everyone, and it was precisely because you left your post without permission that the students of the First Academy caused great casualties, and I will truthfully report this matter to the Imperial Staff! What you have done will be reported to Marshal Karadiv as soon as possible! ”

A faint electronic synthesis sound sounded in the ears of the big fat man: "What are you, Lao Tzu has saved you several times, are you going to repay Lao Tzu like this?" ”

The big fat man struggled to maintain his majesty: "I am the honorary principal of the First Academy, I am the nobleman of the Empire, and I am the head of the First Academy personally appointed by Marshal Karadiv!" I, here I represent the will of Marshal Karadiv! Who are you! Damn GI, don't you know how to deal with an Imperial nobleman! ”

The voice just now seemed to carry a hint of anger: "I don't care who you are, now, I only know that I can't suppress my anger anymore!" ”

With a click, the huge war hammer landed on top of the big fat headmaster's head, like crushing a bed bug, and the fat body of the big fat man spread out on the ground like a big pie.

Splashes of flesh and blood splattered out, mixed with fishy, and yellow slashing heads and faces flooded the people nearby.

In the scream of surprise, after the electronic synthesized voice vented his anger, he said to the old general next to him with satisfaction: "Old man, I'm sorry, I missed it, you know, my mental state has not been good recently." ”