"......" They cried for a long time, and the mechanical birds stood there for a long time......

Of course, the mechanical bird is not just waiting, he is also observing, analyzing the psychology of the other party through the micro-expressions of the girls.

Although the result of this is likely to be wrong, he rejoices in it.

Through the results of the analysis, he noticed that a small number of girls were suspected of camouflage, that is, their crying performance, and it was heartfelt.

To put it bluntly, it is very likely that they still did not believe the words of the mechanical bird, and regarded everything around them as a deception.

The mechanical birds thought about it, and it was understandable that they would behave like this, after all, if everyone thinks the same thing, then humans are not human.

It is precisely because human emotions are as diverse as those of Cybertrons that they are so precious. So... Cordial.

Next, what he has to do is very simple, add more scenes in the plan, not ask everyone to believe everything, just ask everyone to form doubts in their hearts.

Once a seed called doubt is planted in a person's heart, then this seed will take root, sprout, blossom and bear fruit...

……

It's night.

The 32nd megalith monument was full of fire, thick smoke billowed out, and the sound of cannons resounded in the sky. The police officers waited in the rear, looking worriedly: "Self-Defense Forces... Will you win?"

"I don't know..."

"The fighting has stopped... Did you win...?"

Shout! Rumble!

The tank fell, and then a loud noise drowned out, and the fire was higher and higher.

It was a mine that the Self-Defense Forces had planted in the forest, and now it has been detonated, the earth is trembling, and the intestines are like locusts passing through, and no grass grows everywhere they go.

They straightened up and headed towards the Tokyo area, undisguised to the people. In the eyes of the police.

"This... How can it be... Impossible..."Two thousand?! Are you kidding! This scale has long been exceeded!

Aldebaran is a tall, mountain-like mountain, surrounded by countless ground-based arazoa.

Flying archatics hovered one after another, and these "mentally retarded" archelogues, like human armies, marched forward, protecting their generals firmly and impermeable.

"All members... Get ready to fight!" The commander shouted, and everyone did not dare to be careless, but concentrated and stared with bated breath.

"Satomi, look over there."

Satomi looked in the direction of Shoma Sazawa's finger, and beyond their group, a slightly larger flying aragula was circling around.

Obviously, this is the rhythm of preparing for a sneak attack.

"Is it a detachment?" Satomi was shocked, surprised that the aragut could also use tactics.

"No one has noticed." Katagori Yushu's palms sweated: "If we are flanked, we will be annihilated."

"But if you leave the team without permission, it's a clear disobedience." Shoma Shazawa calmly analyzed: "What should I do? Satomi."

"You decide, because we follow the captain's orders." Katagiri said.

Satomi gritted his teeth and made up his mind, "Let's go." So saying, they lifted their legs and hurried to that side.

Quite a few people. The police were distracted and found out about their "escape", and their hearts were shocked, and their already unfirm beliefs were shocked and began to waver.

The momentum plummeted.

"Where are you going? Hurry up and get home!" The commander shouted, but now he couldn't pull away, so he could only secretly curse the bastard and sort out his morale.

The group rushed into the forest to remove the terrestrial gastaroids that had been released from the belly of the flying archatic.

After a while, the sneak attack team was uprooted, and when they rushed back to the battlefield without stopping, the people. The police had already lost most of their lives, and the formation was scattered by the aragula.

"Damn, if this continues, the whole army will be destroyed." Satomi looked at the tragic situation below, looked away, looked left and right, and found the commander standing on the hillside: "That guy is..."

"Everyone, excuse me

Cover me." He rushed over there, shouting, "Hey! Now order a retreat at once."

"Isn't this Captain Satomi?" The Commander turned, "Did you see... Spears of Light."

"Spear of Light..."

"There's that kind of thing, and we don't have a chance of winning in the first place." The commander was already desperate and began to talk nonsense.

"Ahh

"Ah, it's a heart." Heartsound is the name of the owner of the severed arm, and its initiator: "She said we were always together, so we kept holding hands, but we were attacked by the spear of light."

He laughed uncontrollably, the rocks cracking beneath his feet, and an archagular-like animal came out and swallowed him into his belly.

Just as Satomi fell to the ground, he saw it, and saw the spear of light that the commander had spoken.

It was a purple beam of light, and they bloomed like fireworks, dividing the battlefield, whether it was humans or protozoa, all within the range of attack.

"Hey! Look!" The people who survived. The police shouted, "The proto-intestinal animals have retreated."

This is also an unprecedented scene, and the protozoa collectively gave up the attack and evacuated in an orderly manner.

Gastroids are known to be a group of creatures that do not have any intelligence, and they will only follow instinctive actions.

Flee from danger, eat from hunger, and even fight each other just to devour each other and fill your stomach.

Rare, as it is today.

After cleaning up the battlefield, Satomi came to the makeshift hospital, and as soon as he stepped through the door, Yeonzhu, wearing a nurse's hat, trotted over and threw herself into his arms.

"What's the matter with you?" Satomi wondered.

"It's cute, I went to help, and they gave me this." Yanzhu Road.

"Are you getting in the way of others?"

When Yanzhu heard this, she was a little angry, and Mu Geng came over with a basin of water: "It's okay, she will hold the injured person's hand, everyone likes it very much, and they all say that she is very good."

"Miss Ben is also very good."

"Alright, alright, you're amazing." Satomi smiled.

"Good night, Rentaro, it's been a great night." Sumire Muroto approached and said softly.

Satomi was surprised, didn't she go to the shelter, how could she be here: "Doctor, why are you here?"

"They asked me to come here and take command."

"If I'm not mistaken, you have a spot in the Vault."

"It's not a lottery, it's a quota." Sumire Muroto explained the reason, and the people above thought it was necessary to preserve talents, so they distributed evacuation tickets to people like them: "It would be troublesome to say that the top minds would die. However, I tore it off on the spot."

"If you want to tear it off, it's better to give it to someone else."

"To whom?" She spread her hands, "There's a glass of water in the desert, and it's just a matter of killing each other, and I don't think it's possible to find an oasis where everyone in the Tokyo area can quench their thirst." I'm here just to help the fools who think they can get out of this desert."

"I thought you were a more sane person." Satomi learned the reason and sighed helplessly.