One Thousand One Hundred and Ninety-Five Scenes Are Very Embarrassing
"It's impossible!" The leading officer looked at the target who stood up slowly after being shot down by the feather arrow, and exclaimed loudly.
He could tell that the opponent was not wearing heavy armor at all, and the clothes on his body were not thick, and at such a distance, even if the opponent was wearing heavy armor, he might not be able to take a fatal arrow!
However, no matter how much he couldn't believe it, the other party really stood up in front of his eyes.
At this moment, he even pulled out the feathered arrow nailed to his chest and watched it curiously.
The puppet squad on the opposite side was actually shocked, because they did not install very sophisticated exploration equipment. After all, they were not specially here to explore this planet. They were just one-time consumables sent to all planets uniformly.
The puppets themselves are not real life, nor are the puppets equipped with sophisticated computer systems. It can be said that their sensory responses are only a little bit stronger than their predecessors, the first puppets of the puppet empire.
That's why they were easily ambushed at such a short distance. If they were equipped with infrared detectors, or more sophisticated sensors, they would not be so easily surrounded by each other.
No way, who made them the real "cheap version" puppets... Affordability is the meaning of their existence, and barely usable is the highest requirement for them.
"Who are you guys!" Among the locals, the leading officer already felt the invisible pressure. He had to confirm the identities of these people and figure out why they came here!
You know, these soldiers came here in pursuit of the miracle that fell from the sky. These people's clothes are weird, obviously not the clothes of their local people, and it is obviously related to the divine light that fell from the sky.
As for why they shot an arrow first, they simply wanted to deter these "weirds" of unknown origin and gain some initiative for themselves.
The puppet robot headed by "..." didn't know how to answer this question. They are just exploration puppets, and their functions are not powerful enough to communicate with the local natives without barriers.
It can't even understand what the other party is saying. This language is not similar to the language stored in the simple chip in its body.
Ever since, these puppet robots simply began to judge the other party's intentions from the other party's behavior. Soon they realized that the opponent attacked them first, and it seemed that the threat level was very high.
As a result, the four puppets with P90 submachine guns pulled the bolts and pointed their muzzles at the targets they selected.
In the next second, they suddenly realized that they could not fire at human targets. This was a program restriction and a very helpless security measure.
The aerospace agency of the Alan Hill Empire never imagined that the puppet exploration team they sent would one day run into a human being who looked exactly the same on an alien planet.
So they didn't cancel some special restrictions. For example, they kept the special prohibition against puppets attacking humans.
As a result, this restriction has aroused the current puppets carrying the advanced weapon P90, and they can only watch helplessly.
Although, if they can fire, just give them a few seconds to take out the unsuspecting locals in front of them.
After all, with the fierce and surging firepower of the P90, and the super-large magazine with up to 50 rounds of bullets, it is not a problem at all to clean up a dozen fools who hold bows and arrows and think they have the upper hand.
It's a pity that they can't pull the trigger now, nor can they pounce on each other with their fists like the puppet soldiers of the puppet empire back then.
The scene began to become awkward. These puppets had no choice but to stand where they were, without the ability to answer questions, nor to violently kill people. Standing there stupidly was like a statue.
The local soldiers on the opposite side didn't know what the other party was waiting for.
He could only pull the bowstring obediently, waiting for the order from his immediate superior.
"Get out of the way! We are the puppets of the Alan Hill Empire!" Finally, the leader of the Alan Hill Empire's space exploration puppet robot spoke a standard divine language through its own speaker.
The local soldiers surrounding them also looked at each other in blank dismay, because they didn't know what this strange sound meant.
"Get out of the way! We are the puppets of the Alan Hill Empire!" While they were guessing the meaning of this sentence, the leader of the puppet robot repeated in the common language of Alan Siris that he just found it after a thousand and one choices. A word it can say comes out.
As a result, no one could understand what it said twice, and a group of people still could only stare at each other.
The puppets with guns naturally don't know how to get tired. They can keep a movement like this until all energy is exhausted.
But the soldiers who pulled the bowstring couldn't maintain a posture for too long... But if they let go of the bowstring, they don't know what dangerous choices the other party will make.
"Do you have weapons? If so, put down your weapons!" The officer of the Storm Empire tried to continue communicating.
He heard the other party speak. Although the voice was not like a human voice, it could be seen that the other party seemed to want to communicate. So he spoke again, hoping that the other party could cooperate with him.
Find a step where everyone put down their weapons and rest, and then invite these strange "people" back to the temple, and hand them over directly to the masters of theology in their own empire. Everyone is happy, isn't he good?
But no matter what he said, since these sculpture-like "people" adjusted the tools in their hands, they never moved except talking.
What's the matter? He didn't have any good solutions in his head. After all, let alone him, he didn't have experience in dealing with such things, even if the emperor of their empire came down.
"My lord! There is an army gathering on the border of the Rock Empire! We can't stay here any longer!" A man with the appearance of an orderly rushed out of the bushes, and found that everyone except him was standing (awkwardly) ) there without moving.
However, his shout seemed to finally make the officer make up his mind. He shouted loudly, and all the soldiers let go of their fingers holding the bowstring. It is better to take the corpse back than to be snatched by the enemy, this is the truest thought in his heart.
"Boom! Boom!" There was a vibration of the bowstring, and more than a dozen long arrows hit the puppets who were close at hand.
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