"That is the first generation of Decepticons, they flew in from outer space, and he is their captain. His chassis and armor are much tougher; you cannot beat him. If you want to fight, go after those other robots created by the AllSpark!" Some soldiers suddenly shouted loudly. They clearly knew that this Type-3 robot, capable of transforming into a shuttle, a glider, and a humanoid form, was neither a Decepticon nor an Autobot alien. Although they didn't yet know the identity of these newcomers, the fact that they could fight the current robots was enough to excite them.

That blue robot was indeed extraordinary. One slash from Logandao's blade couldn't even scratch its armor, yet it turned and seized Logandao's robotic foot, then violently slammed it down toward the ground.

"...Are you kidding me?! Did you think EOT alien technology would be that simple?!" As one of his feet was grabbed and driven towards the ground, Logandao's other foot suddenly erupted with a streak of electric light from its heel. The light shot out like a rainbow. The armor that the great blade couldn't cut through turned out to be as fragile as paper before this light.

It snapped in two with a mere light tug, and Logandao frantically manipulated the controls with both hands. The movement of his hands was almost invisible to the naked eye; the only sound in the cockpit was the rapid paka-paka of the controls.

And because he was pressing them so fast, occasional sparks of electricity burst forth, making the scene look truly exaggerated.

Even more exaggerated was the movement of his robot. It actually slammed both hands onto the ground, then sprang backward, leaping several meters into the air, landing directly on the upper torso of the giant blue robot. Before the blue robot could make any other move with its free hand, hundreds of missile ports all over the body of this triple-form robot snapped open, all simultaneously aiming at the blue robot's chest.

"To hell with you! Full broadside!" Logandao roared, unleashing every piece of ammunition his robot carried.

Micro-seeking, high-explosive shells, armor-piercing rounds.

All fired at point-blank range into the giant blue robot, instantly engulfing both machines in a violent explosion. The resulting blast, spanning dozens of meters, even affected the surroundings, blowing several other robots away.

At this moment, Zheng Zha and the others had reached within one or two kilometers.

Overlord's shoulder-mounted light rapid-fire cannon suddenly roared to life. This shoulder-mounted light rapid-fire cannon was also a piece of future high-tech hardware, although its weight and size limited its use to tall, large individuals.

However, the recoil from firing had been significantly mitigated through certain methods. It continuously compressed air, expelling it in the opposite direction when firing the projectile to reduce the recoil. Furthermore, Overlord's own physical conditioning had been greatly enhanced, making him far more formidable than an average person, allowing him to handle the weapon with ease.

The power of the shoulder-mounted light rapid-fire cannon firing at full capacity was truly astonishing, turning the battlefield below into an inferno almost instantly, except for the area where Logandao was engaged in the previous explosion.

Everywhere else erupted in walls of dust rising over ten meters high. Moreover, since the light rapid-fire cannon was designed for unlimited ammunition, Overlord continued to unleash a torrent of ordnance downward with ferocious roars. The scene of exaggerated explosions never ceased until Logandao transformed into a shuttle and shot straight up from the ground, at which point Overlord slowly ceased firing the cannon.

The soldiers were already stunned into silence. Before encountering the alien robotic lifeforms, these American GIs were immensely proud, relying on their high-tech weaponry and complete mechanized configurations. They were truly top-tier units among the world's armies. But when they encountered the alien robots, their luck ran out. These alien machines possessed weapons more powerful and advanced than theirs, an endless, terrifying quantity, and bodies that seemed nearly indestructible. Just a few dozen robots were enough to wipe out an entire tank division. Now, witnessing the arrival of a small robot and a strange flying apparatus that demolished these several dozen alien robots in less than ten minutes was an indescribable shock to the soldiers.

Although they had easily eliminated this small squad of robots, Zheng Zha and his team did not appear relaxed, because the combat effectiveness of these machines was undeniably high. In that brief engagement involving only a few dozen robots, Logandao’s unit energy reserves were depleted by eighty percent. While ammunition could be replenished by the US military, the internal energy (Neili) replenishment relied entirely on Zheng Zha. This energy, stored in Logandao’s chassis, was far greater than the internal energy held in the others' Dragon Crystal necklaces, yet it could only sustain them for a few minutes against a few dozen robots. What if other team members encountered the same number? Or several hundred at once? The thought alone made Zheng Zha and the others’ faces grim. Nevertheless, they landed from the Green Goblin Glider onto the position held by the thousand-plus soldiers. During the descent, Zheng Zha consulted briefly with Chu Xuan and Xiao Honglu in his mind. He then steadied his nerves and stepped off the Glider.

As Zheng Zha and the others landed, many soldiers were already converging on them. Leading the charge was an officer with the rank of Lieutenant Colonel. He extended his hand to Zheng Zha: "Andresf, thank you so much for the rescue; otherwise, we would certainly have been annihilated... May I ask which army you belong to? What is your unit designation?" Zheng Zha coughed: "You can call us Future Warriors... Cough. In any case, let's leave this place first. Many robots from the city are already heading this way..." According to Zhan Lan's psychic scan, two to three hundred large and small robots were densely gathering in the city and moving toward them. Most of these robots couldn't transform, and many were only two or three meters tall, likely newly generated robots mutated by the AllSpark. However, aside from this large contingent of fragile robots, over a hundred of them were capable of transformation. Suddenly, the sky and ground were filled with all sorts of mechanical vehicles rampaging—over a dozen fighter jets, over a dozen attack helicopters, and on the ground, tanks, armored vehicles, and fire trucks—a truly imposing sight on the psychic scan map.

The officer’s expression immediately changed. He loudly gave orders to the remaining soldiers, relaying several commands to his adjutant, then turned to Zheng Zha: "What are your next plans? Perhaps you would accompany us to Containment Base No. 7? Residents from nearby cities are being evacuated there. If possible, your firepower along the route could provide cover for the civilians."

Zheng Zha exchanged a look with the rest of the team. He turned back and agreed to the officer’s request. Except for Logandao, who remained seated in his chassis, the others stayed on the Green Goblin Glider, ready to counterattack or flee instantly should any robots attack, as the several hundred machines looked terrifyingly formidable.

Fortunately, the robots stopped their pursuit about ten kilometers outside the city limits. Although they had advanced rapidly, everyone had already cleared the ten-kilometer radius. Thus, the remaining army watched the distant robots without further incident, then proceeded into the mountainous terrain under the robots' gaze.

...Since that day when the Decepticon leader, Megatron, snatched the AllSpark from that boy, the Autobots led by Optimus Prime, who tried to stop him, were all no match for him; in the end, Megatron secured the AllSpark. A few days later, New York City was the first to plunge into robotic chaos. All machinery, irradiated by the AllSpark, transformed into lethal robots. Do you think a few hundred robots in this city is a lot? That day in New York, an army of hundreds of thousands of robots, large and small, appeared. Then, radiating out from New York, the affected area gradually expanded. Our fighter jets and main battle tanks were all irradiated and turned into robots. Only these old-model tanks were somehow immune to the radiation; otherwise, we wouldn't have lost so quickly and miserably..." During the march, since Zhan Lan's psychic scan confirmed there were no robots within a wide radius, Zheng Zha dismounted from the Green Goblin Glider. In order to gather sufficient intelligence about this world, he struck up a friendly conversation with the Lieutenant Colonel, who was clearly very receptive to Zheng Zha and his group, sharing information freely and without reserve.

Zheng Zha frowned and asked, "So, only about a week has passed since that battle where the AllSpark was stolen? Is that right? What about the Autobots? The Autobots who could fight the first-generation Decepticons?" The Colonel gave a wry smile: "Who knows? Maybe they're dead, maybe they were irradiated and turned into Decepticons. In any case, we humans no longer place our hope in them... All major and medium cities across America are destroyed, and virtually all modernized cities worldwide have large numbers of robots appearing—in Japan, China, India, Europe, even the oil fields in the Middle East have had their machinery turn into robots... Humanity is on the brink of extinction."

As the Colonel spoke these words, the group was climbing a gentle slope. Once they crested the rise, the view suddenly opened up: a vast canyon filled with tents—this was the Seventh Containment Base the Colonel had mentioned.

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