1203 and 1 Line to Shoot

"The analysis is not complete...the vocabulary is insufficient, and needs to be supplemented..." After waiting patiently for more than ten minutes, a gentle female voice came from the demon officer's earphone.

The demon officer reluctantly handed the tablet in front of the other party again. This time, the picture above is a little more complicated.

The first picture is impressively a castle, and the second picture is actually a moving picture, which shows the process of a person running.

The man who was caught was quite familiar with this time. He already knew that the other party might not want to kill him, but just let him keep looking at pictures and talking.

Ever since, he gradually became less nervous, and his speech became more organized. He described the contents of those pictures in a word or a phrase, and said dozens of pictures in one breath.

Then, the demon officer took the tablet back, pressed the communicator and continued to ask: "The vocabulary collection is complete, you can continue to analyze it."

"The calculation is in progress...the result will be available soon." The female voice on the other side was still gentle and agreed.

After waiting patiently again, the gentle female voice came again: "Please hand over the translator to the other party and try to start translating."

The demon officer raised his eyebrows, then curiously took out a device from the pouch at his waist, and handed it to the opposite man.

Then, he said, "Try it first, can you translate basic vocabulary... Hello! Can you understand me?"

"You... hello..." The other party heard a greeting from the machine, and the man was obviously taken aback. He didn't seem to understand why the small box in his hand could speak.

"Yes, did you understand me?" The demon officer was obviously amazed by the computing speed of the computer. He really didn't expect that with the pronunciation rules of less than two hundred words, the computer would sum up the other party's language.

Of course, he obviously misunderstood the entire analysis process-in fact, not only his group was collecting vocabulary, but other groups were also collecting the language of the local people.

In fact, a total of more than 700 words were collected, so that the computer could analyze the local language more accurately.

Hearing the demon officer's question, the local man showed surprise, and quickly answered: "I understand...I understand!"

For him, this was a chance to save his life. He didn't believe that these terrifying outsiders were just passing by.

"Sir! Outside the town, there is a counterattack from an unknown army!" At this time, a puppet robot standing behind the demon officer stepped forward and reported in a slightly mechanical voice.

"Counterattack?" The demon officer froze for a moment, then looked at the opponent: "Is there any loss in our army? How is the battle going?"

The puppet robot immediately replied: "The unmanned reconnaissance drone found the opponent's assembly, it is some cavalry troops... The battle has not yet started! Excuse me, do you need to call for artillery support and start the counterattack first?"

"I don't need it, right? Just leave it to the peripheral defense forces to solve it by themselves. If the opponent approaches, you don't need to apply, just fire immediately." The demon officer waved his hand and instructed his subordinates.

Obviously, he was more interested in subduing the first little brother in front of him than the boring, completely crushing battle.

When he gave the order, the combat puppet robots that had already deployed simple defensive positions on the outermost perimeter had raised their rifles one after another, aiming at the direction where the enemy might attack.

On the treetops, drones for reconnaissance are hovering, and every move of the cavalry unit assembled in the distance is actually completely under the surveillance of commanders at all levels of the Alan Hill Empire.

"Wow!" At the same time as the opponent's cavalry was ready to mobilize, there was a sound of pulling the bolt from the position of the Elland Hill Empire.

"Ready to fight!" The leading combat puppet robot raised its arm and gave all the puppet a standby gesture.

Then, a cloud of smoke rose in the distance, and the opponent's cavalry began to charge. The sound of horseshoes kept beating the ground, as if a drum of war was sounded by a giant in the distance.

These heroic knights don't know yet, what they are now rushing in groups is not victory, but death!

Seeing them climbing up the low slope, crossing the high ground in front of them, and appearing in the eyes of the enemy, what they saw was a thin line of skirmishers.

Those fighting puppet robots with weapons didn't dig any trenches at all, they just stood there like a black line dividing the screen.

In the eyes of those charging knights, it only takes a second for the opponent's formation to penetrate. As long as they maintain the speed of charging, they can easily tear apart the opponent's direction.

And the same, looking at those assembled, lifeless knights, Alan Hill's battle puppet robot, there is no fear at all.

Not only are they free of fear, they're not even exciting! They don't feel anything, since they're just a bunch of expendable gear themselves. They just need to kill because they were made to kill.

Just when the distance between the two sides was shortened to about 100 meters, the combat puppet robots of the Alan Hill Empire, who had not moved, pulled their triggers in the face of overwhelming enemy cavalry.

In just a split second, the silent battlefield, where there was only the sound of horseshoes just now, suddenly became noisy. The battle really broke out at this second, and it became tragic at this moment.

The heavy assault rifle of the Ireland Hill Empire uses 10mm caliber heavy ammunition, which is about three times more powerful than 5.56mm caliber ammunition.

This was originally a weapon designed for heavy infantry, and it was directly distributed to puppets because these combat robots could withstand such recoil.

Of course, this kind of firepower is definitely seriously overflowing for some plate cavalry.

It was as if the entire battlefield had suddenly come to life, and dense gunfire enveloped the entire world.

"Tu Tu! Tu Tu!" The dense gunshots, accompanied by bullets as dense as raindrops, suddenly let the cavalry rushing over know what is called a squall.

Before the cavalry in the first row realized what happened, they felt the front hooves of their horses go soft, and they fell down involuntarily.

Then, the moment their bodies fell rapidly, a row of bullets hit their bodies, splashing out a row of brilliant blood.

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