Trillin Harrington is the special operation commander of the Empire's ground defense force "Black Warriors", which is located in the F-075 planet.

They are the most powerful ground armed forces on this planet. Even if they enter the fleet, they can achieve special strategic effects with their powerful individual combat capabilities and the black warrior mecha.

But now, these advantages are gone.

Because just a few hours ago, Trinson and their black warrior mecha were all out of control offline.

To do this, they had to activate old-fashioned fully manual control armored vehicles, assemble old-fashioned weapons, and conduct operations.

Their goal for this trip is the Seventh Executive Operations Bureau located in the F-075 slum area.

Strictly speaking, this is the former Imperial Executive Operations Bureau.

The changes here made Trinson almost unable to believe them.

The strict Imperial Executive Operation Bureau has become a brand new steel fortress, filled with facilities and instruments from a large number of uses and locations and transformed here. Tactical robots that should have served the empire are lined up neatly in front of the Operation Bureau, forming a defensive line covering the entire Operation Bureau without dead corners.

A rigorous sense of force of technology hits the face.

What is incompatible with this scene, and even seems a bit funny, is that outside this greatly changed Empire Executive Operation Bureau, a group of federal executives lie in a row. They are deeply in a coma, thrown on the streets outside like sacks, and no one has woken up yet.

Seeing this scene, Trinson and his thirty-six subordinates of the Operation Team all looked ugly.

Trillinson's adjutant Li Mingzhe couldn't help asking: "Commander, what are we going to do?"

The order issued by Sean, the highest military commander in the F-075 region, was to figure out the situation and solve the problem as much as possible in the shortest time.

but……

Trillinson glanced at the robot with live ammunition that was more than ten times their number, and swallowed with difficulty.

If he had the Imperial Black Warrior Mech at this moment, then these robots would be nothing but miscellaneous fish to him.

But now, Trinson only has flesh and blood and thirty-six warriors. In this case, the biggest possibility that they will fight against these imperial models of combat robots is that they are wiped out.

On the battlefield, the advantages of machines are obvious, which is difficult for humans to make up for. For example, the situation where top human pioneers fight against many robot killers alone may occur, but that is unlikely to happen, because the original intention of designing these steel monsters is to make them defeat creatures. If any creature can fight them alone, then what is the difference between designing them and producing them and wasting military spending?

In other words, Trinsen was not sure to defeat these guys, so he quickly made a decision and said, "Let's negotiate."

There was no need for the entire army to go out for a showdown. Trillinson took a deep breath, brought a loudspeaker that was also flipped out of the garbage dump, and walked out with great strides.

He was a soldier of the empire. Although he was a little scared at this time, he was not so unbearable.

The robot guards did not express any surprises at Trinsen's appearance, and did not even raise their guns. Just the moment Trinsen appeared, these robots spoke at the same time and said coldly: "All the personal information and family information of you and your thirty-six subordinates have been mastered by me. Now, you can put down your weapons and surrender within fifteen seconds, and line up in front of the Executive Operations Bureau. Otherwise, I will take action against you."

This is an unquestionable threat.

And these controlled imperial robots are undoubtedly just a group of "sound tubes".

Trillinson's face twitched slightly.

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There is nothing unexpected happening to be discovered. Now the other party has taken over the electronic system of the entire planet. It can be said that the other party's eyes are everywhere on this planet, and it is the problem that cannot find them.

However, Trinsen did not put down his weapons because he was threatened. Instead, he took the initiative to raise the rifle in his hand and said in a deep voice: "I am the representative of the Empire. We will not give up our weapons. I know who you are, you have already controlled the situation, but you have not controlled the imperial people. However, we did not come with the intention of war. We want to know your purpose, why attack us? Why attack us? What do you want to get from us?

“We want a negotiation.”

The Imperial people at F-075 had no bargaining chips at this time. They chose to start a war and sought death. Negotiation was the only choice.

but……

Trillinson said this and he was greeted with a dead silence.

Those robots remained motionless.

Trinson thought the other party was discussing, so he fell into silence and waiting, because he couldn't do anything at this time, so he could only wait.

However, what Trillinson did not expect was that he had been waiting for a full half hour.

These robots ignored him and the empire.

It was not until half an hour later that Tlinson could not help it.

He took the initiative to take a step forward and found that the robots did not respond to his actions, so he took another step forward.

The robots guarding outside the Imperial Executive Operations Bureau still had no response.

Trillinson suddenly realized.

The person who controls them seems to temporarily let go of their control.

At this moment, although these neat robots remained on alert, they were out of control.

Soon, Trinsen personally confirmed his guess, because with the success of two tests, Trinsen became even more courageous. He even took the initiative to take a step forward and touched the defense robot closest to him.

The other party did not respond to his touch, did not move at all, and did not show any attack.

Trillinson's eyes suddenly became brighter, and he realized that they might have encountered a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Although I don’t know why, the existence behind controlling these robots seems to have temporarily given up their control over them, which means that they, the Imperial soldiers, have a chance!

The Imperial Executive Operation Bureau is obviously the "home nest" of the invaders at this moment. If the place can be successfully captured and the opponent's control of the entire F-075 planetary empire electronic system from the source, then it is likely to be able to solve the huge crisis they are facing now.

Therefore, without hesitation, Trinson immediately made a gesture to let the other thirty-six combat team members hiding in the dark advance at the same time. They directly crossed these robots that turned into wooden men and advanced to the internal affairs of the Executive Officer's Operations Bureau.

The imperial military operation officially kicked off.

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Chapter completed!