Chapter 640: 273 chanical Slaughter [Seeking a guaranteed minimum for Zhang~]_3
Yang Ming and Bryant rushed toward the descending elevator several hundred ters away.
Wherever their eyes landed, warning ssages popped up, hovercars flew uncontrollably, and piercing sirens echoed from all directions.
The sudden rebellion of various robots was clearly not a scenario the federal soldiers could have anticipated.
The command system of the surface military camp lost contact with the outside world, and all information had to be conveyed manually.
The gate chanical guards, equipped with powerful firepower, beca slaughterers of human life, with laser arrays on their chests and laser gun barrels on their arms, able to simultaneously lock onto dozens of chaotically moving targets.
When these chanical guards rotated their bodies, a group of human soldiers was simultaneously shot in the head.
Powerful engine all-platform transport robots would toss soldiers into the air or mash them against walls with full force.
Repair robots, with their various tools, frantically chased after the unard human repair workers.
dical robots cut off the life support of critically injured soldiers.
Warehouse doors were forcibly opened, releasing a silver-white tide; hundreds of thousands of semi-autonomous chanical guards had been activated, and their weapon systems had been overwritten.
For these soldiers, the most lethal weapons were the drones stored in several surrounding warehouses, ant for aircraft carriers.
In less than half a minute, alarms blared in seventy-five percent of the outer fortress area.
So federal soldiers had just organized a counterattack lineup when they heard a series of deep humming sounds.
Butterfly-shaped drones activated their engines, designed for space warfare, and the cannons they carried beca the greatest nightmare for soldiers within the fortress.
Before entering the elevator, Yang Ming looked back.
Everywhere he saw was hell.
This was the true destructive power of chanical thought bodies.
“We should be more respectful to Sister Lyu in the future.”
Yang Ming sighed softly and entered the elevator with Bryant.
Outside, several soldiers tried to approach the elevator, but the two gate robots that had remained motionless suddenly deployed their weapon systems and riddled the federal soldiers with bullets in two seconds.
Yang Ming looked at Bryant and asked in a low voice, “I recall you can fly, right?”
“Yes,” Bryant blinked, speaking respectfully, “but my physical condition is inherently low, so I might need your protection.”
“Leave it to .”
Yang Ming slowly crouched down and punched the lower part of the elevator’s deck, tearing it open like paper.
Below was the dark elevator shaft, with indicator lights softly blinking in the corners.
Yang Ming jumped down, and Bryant quickly followed, both simultaneously extending their spiritual power barriers around them.
Sherman Empire, deep within the Emperor Star.
The girl bound on the black box couldn’t help but tilt her head.
Didn’t those two fools even know the common sense that the elevator could reach supersonic speeds?
“Self-emotion fluctuation detected… executing emotional system closure check.”
There was no longer any fluctuation in the girl’s eyes.
Her right hand moved the chain, slowly pointing forward, her fingers constantly gliding as if conducting a symphony.
If the randomly firing laser beams in the fortress were the grand strings, then the continuous explosions were the intense drumbeats.
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P.S.: It’s the end of the month, let’s chat a bit.
Although January faced various factors, illness, celebrating the New Year, continuous manuscript deletions, etc., I still managed to update with 290,000 words of content.
This month’s monthly ticket ranking is over 50, which roughly corresponds to this book’s performance; the subscription is approaching 15,000, which, although not even a fraction of my Xianxia book, still feels very encouraging.
Space opera can indeed be written into online literature, and once I finish writing this book, I will do a detailed summary on writing in this style.
Writing a good work is fundantal, and eting readers who appreciate your work is a blessing.
I can also feel that there are more and more new readers, and every day in the chapter comnts, I see new faces, which gives
a lot of motivation.
To give us more motivation, let’s set a small goal. In February, I will strive to update more explosively, aiming for the monthly ticket ranking to enter the top 40. If achieved, I will continue to update more in March!
Thank you all!
The next chapter will be updated at ten o’clock tomorrow morning.
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