In war, no one is right or wrong, only who survives... - Anonymous
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The primeval forest in the darkness was quiet, and Levsky watched quietly. This silence, which seemed to come from ancient times, reminded him of the cold Siberia, but there was no such lush and vibrant primeval forest.
He gently rubbed the Makarov pistol in his hand. Although it was an old model produced in the Soviet Union, it still had a deterrent effect.
The M9 pistol has been returned to Kratos. In such a dark jungle, a small and flexible pistol is more useful. Besides, Kratos is also a machine gunner who can fight at long and medium distances.
If the enemy attacks from the darkness, they will not allow the most dangerous machine gunner to calmly set up his machine gun. I am afraid that the first wave of attacks is intended to quickly kill Kratos, the machine gunner, to reduce his own battle losses.
"What's going on?"
Kratos was walking throughout the valley with an RPD light machine gun on his back, holding an M9 pistol in his hand, watching the surrounding dense forest with vigilance. He came to Levsky and touched him with his elbow: "What's going on here?
Sample?"
"Nothing happened." Levsky didn't look back. He still stood quietly and looked at the forest outside, and extending nearly three kilometers further outside was the main mountain range of Alaska.
NS robots have already deployed a lot of troops there. For the sake of conservatism, Edward arranged for two of them to patrol.
However, Levsky frowned, looked up at the starry sky slightly, licked his thick lips, and said with some uncertainty: "But, I feel that it seems a little too quiet..."
"Do you think so too?"
Kratos also nodded. As an elite ranger unit of the Army, he was particularly proficient in small-group infiltration operations. Although he was only a new recruit, he was already able to make good self-judgments in the face of such a situation.
Although Alaska is close to the pole, it can feel cold even in summer, but it is definitely not covered in ice and snow like Siberia. Instead, it has mountains, forests, creeks and lakes, and it has an ecosystem that is not inferior to other regions.
Especially at night, the buzzing of insects will ring in your ears from time to time. Although it is a bit noisy, you will become familiar with it after listening to it for a long time.
But this time tonight is an exception.
For some reason, the two of them noticed the chirping of insects that would appear from time to time, and suddenly stopped chirping. Although there would be one or two chirping sounds from time to time, it was so rapid that they seemed to be disturbed.
"There are enemies!"
Relying on excellent tactical theory, the two looked at each other, immediately lowered their bodies slightly, and quietly retreated, waking up everyone who was sleeping soundly.
"What's going on?" Edward didn't sleep deeply. Levsky just pushed him gently and immediately opened his eyes. Looking at the bright night sky, he found that it was still late at night, not early morning in the day.
"There are enemies." Levsky pointed around and lowered his voice and said, "There may be many."
Edward's head was still a little drowsy due to being disturbed from sleep. He suddenly woke up as if he had been hit. He immediately opened his eyes and looked around. His ears were listening carefully, but he found that except for the sounds of the people around him, there was silence.
It makes people nervous.
"Get out of the bonfire, quickly!"
Reaching out to pick up the M4-A1, Edward immediately sat up halfway, squatted on the ground and looked at the people around him. He waved his hands and made a few tactical gestures, and quickly commanded: "The formation of skirmishers spreads around and everyone takes cover!"
Almost instantly, the dozen members of the Free Resistance Army who were still staying by the bonfire immediately lost their traces. They escaped into it one after another through the dark traces. Their camouflage uniforms covered with leaves and vines gave them a great impression.
Concealment effect.
"really."
Edward's whole body was hidden in a bush, and his excellent camouflage could not be noticed even if he was close to him. He opened his eyes and looked coldly at the white figures, slowly appearing at the edge of the bonfire.
"Sir, what should I do?"
In the bushes beside him, a former general's elite guard holding an AK-M turned to look at Edward, and asked softly, as if squeezed out of his throat, "Do you want an ambush?"
"Wait a minute." Edward shook his head. There were only seven or eight NS-5 anthropomorphic robots in the group. If they launched an ambush and there were reinforcements behind them, they would probably suffer a big loss.
"Don't shoot! Don't shoot!" He slowly made tactical gestures and asked everyone to lie down quietly.
The current Free Resistance Army only has Kratos' RPD light machine gun and Levski's Makarov pistol. As for the others, they don't even have enough points to arm them.
If we really had a head-on confrontation with those robots, I'm afraid we would definitely suffer a bloody blow.
Although the NS-5 anthropomorphic robots are dull, the rifles in their hands are extremely threatening, especially when they are increased in number. They have no sense of self-life. Even if they are "killed" four-fifths of them, in the view of their processors, as long as they are
It doesn't matter if you complete the task.
And this is the difference between humans and war machines.
"Don't move, listen to my orders, wait until they get closer..." Edward waved his hand, signaling everyone to continue lurking.
The almost perfect jungle camouflage on their bodies is enough to make it impossible for this group of mass-produced NS-5 anthropomorphic robots to tell whether they are real trees and grass or camouflaged humans.
You must know that the cost of each processor is one-tenth of the total cost of this group of robots!
As the central processor of virtual life and artificial intelligence, although it occupies a territory, it does not have such abundant financial and material resources to strengthen this group of most basic NS series robots.
Silver-white NS-5 anthropomorphic robots emerge from the dense forest one after another. Their footsteps are made of industrial plastic and are very hard. When they step on the forest, they make a "crunching" sound that can be heard even from more than ten meters away.
is exceptionally clear.
But this group of NS-5 anthropomorphic robots didn't care at all whether they might alert others.
As consumables, they are basically the central processor of the mother machine, the lowest-level war machine in the NS series robots. The lowest model of processor in the body does not have many capabilities to make them as cautious as real humans.
"Son of a bitch, this is really troublesome."
Edward bit his lower lip involuntarily, staring closely at the NS-5 anthropomorphic robots that were walking out of the forest one by one. He looked at the dense white stragglers and counted them roughly.
I'm afraid there are hundreds of them!
Just with the weapons of the Free Resistance Army, I am afraid that as soon as they stood up and faced each other, they would be shot to the ground by the NS-5 anthropomorphic robots that had been vaguely surrounded by the bonfire, and died wailing.
"How did they get here?"
There were already slight stains of sweat on Edward's face. He tried hard to suppress the panic and calm himself down. He said to himself in his heart: "According to the combat radius of these robots, they shouldn't appear here!"
"What's going on?!" Edward gently bit a piece of bush in his mouth and chewed it quickly. Edward couldn't think anymore.
Because those hundreds of NS-5 anthropomorphic robots had already appeared at the campfire. They were picking up their rifles, twisting their heads and looking around. The blue indicator lights on their chests were also flashing, obviously.
At the critical point of combat status!
"Come on, babies, come taste Kratos' daddy's ass!"
Kratos was already lying on a slightly higher mound. The RPD light machine gun had been quietly set up. The golden bullet belt was carefully covered with vines. His blue eyes penetrated the black hole through the U-shaped sight.
The gun is aimed at the campfire.
However, the half-meter-high soil beneath him obviously did not allow his machine gun to gain much height, and how much of a threat it posed to the enemy who had already formed a skirmish formation in this primeval forest with thick trees!
The virgin forest is a test for the machine gunner.
At some point, a mountain wind that seemed to come from the sky blew over the Alaskan Mountains and over the primeval forest where Edward was located. The top leaves were blown slightly, as if they were illusory.
Edward raised his head slightly and looked at the starry sky in the sky. He found that his heart was as cold as the starry sky.
As long as the group of NS-5 anthropomorphic robots discover anything, I am afraid they will immediately turn into a red fighting state, pick up the rifles in their hands without hesitation, and find everyone around them and shoot them one by one.
For this group of war machines, there is no such thing as a prisoner of war protection law!
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On a small mountain peak in the distance, the mountain wind blew quickly, causing waves to rise in the trees. On the thick branches that were originally empty, a slight electric current gradually emerged. Several illusory shadows gradually swayed, and finally turned into seven figures.
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"Those humans I saw the day before yesterday."
As the illusion swayed, seven figures gradually appeared in the darkness where the starlight could not reach. A pair of eyes with red light looked at Edward and the group of robots a few hundred meters away with a little interest: "But look at that
It looks like he's in trouble."
"I don't want to meddle in other people's business." The first one didn't make any extra moves. He stretched out his hand and waved in the air, and said coldly: "Although I don't have much time, it is still very easy to solve certain problems for human beings."
A war hawk was hovering in the air. When he saw the first figure appearing, he immediately dropped down, with invisible flames spitting out from behind. Only when he got closer did he realize that this was actually a small mechanical reconnaissance vehicle that looked like a war hawk.
"In that case..."
He put the mechanical war hawk on his shoulder and looked through the woods at the layers of dense forest. The figure gradually became illusory, and finally disappeared into nothingness, leaving only a faint voice still echoing: "Then kill all the enemies!
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PS: How was the fourth update yesterday? Everyone, where are the votes?! Ahem, I would also like to thank the nameless cat for giving me another evaluation vote~kiss~
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