July 26, 2070 11:04:44 - Earth Singapore - "Bang Bang "Kill if you want, don't be there." Mark knew that the robot was fitted with an external sound collector that its *connoisseur could hear, so he spoke to the robot in a tone of utter contempt. As if to pick up on Mark's disdainful tone, the robot stomped on Mark's abdomen, slowly hollowing out its armor. Mark grabbed the robot's feet with his hands, but to no avail. "Bastard, you don't want to die!" The robot let go of its foot, grabbed Mark's neck with one claw, lifted him up, and threw him out. "Boom-" This time Mark crashed into a car, denting the body. However, Mark was very happy that the armor that had been knocked out of kinetic energy had actually recovered after hitting the upper half of his body like this. However, Mark did not move, but quietly waited for the opportunity to fight back against the robot.

The robot walked slowly and aimed its machine gun at Mark again. A middle-aged man's voice suddenly came out: "Goodbye, man." Then, the robot pulled the trigger...... "Bang-" At the moment when the robot fired, Mark grabbed the robot's left arm and pulled it in the direction of the car's fuel tank, and the fuel tank exploded. "Knock-" "Knock-" The explosion sent Mark and the robot flying and slamming them to the ground, temporarily incapacitating both of them.

"Wow-shh However, this guy's barrel is all blown up, how to shoot? "Bang-" There was another loud bang, and the front end of the robot's left arm was blown out, and the robot author was obviously stunned, and the robot with crippled arms was stunned and at a loss. Gritting his teeth, Mark made a difficult decision. "Activate Combat Armor Extreme Mode." "The system is in a semi-paralyzed state...... Not...... Can't start ...... Open...... The energy transmission system was restored, the high-energy particle battery was overloaded, and the system was forced to restart. The armor was half-broken, and Mark's own injuries were not clear, but with his tenacious willpower, Mark struggled to get up from the ground and held the only weapon left on his body, the electric baton, in his hand.

"Come on, scrap metal!" "Ni District Four!" Perhaps the sound system was broken, and the robot let out a strange scream and rushed towards Mark. "Die!" Mark stopped dodging and rushed towards the robot. In the moments leading up to the collision, the electric rod in Mark's hand was inserted through a gap in the front of the robot's neck, and Mark's shoulder slammed into it. "Boom-" Everything happened in the flash of light, and after a loud bang, Mark was knocked upside down and flew out, his armor was completely destroyed, and Mark lost consciousness.

The robot stood there dumbfounded, its whole body "convulsed", and its broken left arm tried to pull out the electric rod stuck in its neck, but the electric rod was completely submerged in the robot's neck, and no matter how it pulled it out, it was impossible to pull it out. "Boom-boom-boom-woo-woo-" After another wave of madness, the robot finally collapsed weakly, and only the crackling sound of the exploding car was left on the empty street, and the world seemed so quiet at this moment.

It took a long time for a team of heavily armed police officers equipped with mechanical exoskeletons to carry out search missions. "Oh my God, this trainer actually fought to the end with the armed robot, it's amazing!" "yes, we haven't seen a trainer defeat an armed robot alone." The policemen were amazed and emotional. "Xiao He, give me the heartbeat stethoscope." "Yes, sir." A police officer who looked like a sergeant stepped forward, put a heartbeat stethoscope on Mark's chest and listened, and said to several of his men behind him: "He's still alive, come here, open his armor, we have to take him to the hospital." "Yes." Several policemen turned Mark over and broke the broken armor with a knife and a hand. "You keep searching, I'll take him to the hospital." "Yes, sir." Picking up Mark, the officer ran towards the hospital.

Mark was woken up in pain, and before he could open his eyes, he felt someone carrying him. "Where am I?" Stopping, the officer replied, "On the way to the hospital." "Ahhh Ahh "How are you?" There was a sharp pain in his head, and it took a while for Mark to recover and ask, "Go...... Going to the hospital? I remember I was fighting hard with that robot and... Wait, my cousin was punched into a building by that robot, go back and save him! "Your current state" "I'm fine! Go back and save him! The officer was silent for a moment, then turned and ran back to the bombed-out building, where the officer helped the frail Mark step by step towards the pile of rubble. Watts" Mark only felt that it was dark in front of him, and he almost fell, but fortunately, the police officer next to him was quick and helped him up. "Your cousin has died, let's go, I'll take you to the hospital." Mark, who was already stunned, couldn't even speak, and just stood there. In desperation, the officer had to pick him up again and turn away. "Bang bang bang-" After a burst of gunshots, a large cement slab was broken through the middle. "Ahahahaha, what can a small cement slab do to me?" Watts laughed maniacally and pushed the cement slab out of the way, not caring for his embarrassed image. "Watts?! You're alive? "Brother? How did you take off your armor? What about the robot? Who is this man? "Less nonsense! Come and help me, this chief has to go on a mission. "Yes." But "Watts, go and get me a cane, I'll go by myself, don't help me." "Why?" "Look at your whole body, who else can tell that this is Trainer Armor (Iron Gray)?! It's almost the same as police armor (pitch black)! "Hehe, isn't this a missile." As if remembering something, Watts simmered through the ruins for a while, and then ...... Take out a clothes pole. "Brother, you can take this clothes pole and take it." "you!" "Hehehe." The officer couldn't help but laugh, and Mark was stunned when he heard the silver bell-like laughter, looking at the officer with an extremely unnatural look. "What do you see, why don't you go to the hospital soon?" The officer's voice changed back to the previous neutral voice that could not distinguish between men and women, making Mark and the others wonder if they had heard it wrong. "Thank you, sir, we're leaving." "Goodbye." Watching Mark and the two go away, the officer shook his head and said to himself, "Heh, two interesting guys" The voice is indeed very good. The officer was about to turn around and leave, when he suddenly noticed a card on the ground and picked it up to look at it. "Lion City Training Camp Recruit ID Card, Mark, GZD18 this guy, such an important thing can also be dropped. Alas, it looks like I'm going to have to go to the training camp when I have time."

The riot was quickly quelled after the government deployed a large number of regular troops. By tracking down the signal terminals of the armed robots, the military finally zeroed in on the planners of the riots: Murong Yew, the leader of Singapore's second-largest opposition party, Bill Gate, a businessman from the United States, the United States of Europe, the United States and the United States of America, who has a branch in Singapore, and Yao, a terrorist organization secretly supported by the United States of Europe and the United States of Australia and targeting the CIS. At Murong You's private airport, Murong You, who tried to escape from the country, resisted arrest and was shot dead by the police on the spot. And Bill Gate, who hid in the embassy of the United States of Europe, America and Australia in Singapore, has been surrounded by a large number of police and troops, and Bill Gate has wings and cannot escape. As for "Yao", most of the ordinary members who participated in the operation were killed, but the core members who led the riot were not caught, which has to be said to be a pity. But when it comes to these things, they don't have much to do with Mark anymore. After an examination at the hospital, Mark and Watts, who were fine, briefly treated their injuries and took a military vehicle back to the training camp.

After going to the quartermaster to report the damage to the equipment, Mark returned to the dormitory and fell asleep, he was so tired that the battle with the robots drained his physical strength and energy. Unbeknownst to Mark, however, the battle record of his broken armor was being passed back and forth in the hands of the battalion commanders, all of whom were stunned by the extent of the damage to the armor and the use of the high-energy particle battery. "Oh my God, his armor should have disintegrated the first time it was knocked away by an armed robot, how the hell did he do it?" In the face of the lieutenant's question, the officers present all shook their heads, indicating that they did not know. "That armor has been sent to the technical department for a full scan, and the results should be available soon." "Then battalion commander, will the whole battalion continue to rest tomorrow?" "That's nature." At this moment, a lieutenant walked in from outside the conference room with a gloomy face, took out a report and handed it to the battalion commander, and then sat down in his place. "What?!" Ten seconds after receiving the report, the battalion commander slapped the table and stood up. "What's wrong, battalion commander?" The battalion commander slowly glanced at everyone present and threw the report on the conference table. "See for yourselves."

Many officers gathered to read the report, and their reaction was similar to that of the battalion commander. "This ...... The battalion attacked 1,600 people and wounded 467 people, of whom 124 were seriously wounded, 16 were seriously wounded and disabled, and 57 were killed. "Battalion commander, this ...... "I know that the highest pension is given to the families of the deceased, and the disabled are sent to the best hospitals from the training funds, and they are treated as best they can, and money is not a problem. Those who are seriously injured are also told to the hospital that they must not be left with sequelae. "Yes!" "I originally wanted them to exercise well in this sortie, but I didn't expect it to be my fault, I will submit my resignation to the Ministry of Defense, and the training camp will be handed over to you in the future." "Battalion commander!" "Don't say it, I have an unshirkable responsibility for this matter, and I must give an explanation to the soldiers! Meeting! "With the departure of many officers, the battalion commander who was standing by the window and looking at the training camp in a daze sat weakly on the leather chair." After so many years, it's really time for me to go."